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Jinki took his first walk after moving to Seoul from Gwangmyeong bordering up to the capital. As much as Jinki had desired to get away from home, he was still feeling the nerves that came with living all alone for the first time. That is why he was comforted by the relatively close proximity to where he was born and raised. Jinki had found it rather enjoyable to be able to step out onto his new balcony in the morning and realise he only would need his thin jacket today. He put it on with a smile on his face, already enjoying the walk he was about to go on, nearly forgetting the responsibilities that a new day alone brought. Lately, his head had been filled with those worries and the memories of a simpler time.
The air feels just as comfortable on street level, Jinki noted once he stepped out of the building. Jinki loved long walks, especially in the spring. It was the time of year where everyone and everything felt hopeful and happy, just like Jinki always did, even in this big new city where he only knew a couple of people beforehand. His worries vanished with the breeze that hit his face gentle and with that, his surroundings became a dear friend. The city was company enough for him.
He took a deep breath to feel the comfort rush through him before his feet carried him down his little street. With each step something new would catch his eye; everything from a building's colour to little bumps in the road. He stuck his hands in his pockets and wrapped one hand around his small sketchbook, lying safely in the depth of his right trouser pocket as always and decided to take a right turn where he had spotted a small park earlier that week.
Jinki loved when city and nature would clash. To him, it was as if they had made a compromise to live in between each other in a happy unison. Jinki liked to imagine that city and nature had sat down and discussed the matter over a warm cup of tea some solemn afternoon and come to a mutual agreement so they could live peacefully together. Peace was important to Jinki. This was one of the reasons he liked walking; it was peaceful. Even in a stressful city, it was peaceful to him.
Jinki spotted a football team practising on the other side of the park. Jinki never understood sports but found it fascinating nevertheless. He walked mindlessly (no, Jinki never did something mindlessly) in their direction and made a subtle skip for the bench nearby, where he sat and watched the group of young men play. Now Jinki was very honest with himself; he knew that the reason he had sat down to watch football of all things, was partly that he was somewhat interested in men. He watched as they continuously ran after the ball with determination and beads of sweat making their way down their foreheads. A few took their red and white shirts off when they had the chance.
Jinki took out his sketchbook and began to draw a certain one of them, one he had found the most captivating. He tried to catch the details of his face as he ran up and down the field not quite as close as Jinki would like him to. He had quickly noted the prominent cheekbones, the pink lips and the slightly bushy eyebrows. Jinki's drawing was finished about the same time as the game. The men all scattered around in a circle that broke a few minutes later, all of them leaving in different directions. Jinki noted the time and the weekday. He would come back, he was sure and it was better to simply roll with it than to lie to himself.
As Jinki walked home, he pictured the same face he had drawn, lining out his features in his mind. Somehow all of those lines gathered together into something more perfect than Jinki thought possible. Not even Jinki's drawing skill could quite live up to those godly shapes. He closed his eyes for a second to properly see his face before him again and found he had to reach for his sketchbook to see the drawing again. That night he pleasured himself, thinking of him. He felt it needed as the image of the man's face had not left his mind for a single second that day. Was it creepy? Maybe a little bit, Jinki had to admit in the self-deprecating aftermath of what a tiny infatuation had led him to do.
Jinki was quick to find out that they played at eight in the morning, twice a week. He attended every time without fail. He would sit on the bench and week after week, watch them run back and forth after the ball while his sketchbook was in his firm grip of one hand and his pencil in the other. Jinki was continuously entertained by the sport, well, the men playing the sport, well, one man in particular. His favourite part was the warm-up where they would run in straight lines and do different exercises. Another moment he would secretly sit and enjoy was when Jonghyun, that was his name, would push his sweaty hair back and Jinki would neglect the pencil pressed against the half-finished drawing in favour of watching the simple movement. Jinki had noticed quickly that the young man he had his eyes on would always react to the name "Jonghyun" and he took it that would be his name.
It did occur to Jinki that the footballers might have noticed that a weirdo with a sketchbook would always come by and watch them practise. One thing that made him suspicious that they might know was how Jonghyun had sometimes glanced over at him. The warm feeling occurring in his chest aside, he wondered if it was creeping him out as much as Jinki feared when he was in bed overthinking more or less everything.
It had been just about one month into Jinki's new habit of watching, maybe the boys and not actually the men, practice when he sat watching Jonghyun leave with his three friends. This time, they went in a different direction than what they used to; straight for Jinki, to be exact. With his heart racing faster at each step they took closer, his mind began to run through the options. His first idea was to bolt although as ideal as it sounded to Jinki at that moment, his legs were not with him on that one. The second idea was to start explaining straight away - no way. He would sound like he knew he was doing something wrong and, completely honestly, he didn't know if he was. The third option; hear them out; very mature. Bingo, that was the one.
"Hello," they all said to Jinki, who was still unsure what their intentions were and very fearful that he had been seen gawking too obviously.
"Hello," Jinki replied. He bowed his head just a little bit. Respect comes first, his parents had always reminded him and it had stuck with him all the way to confused young adulthood because old habits die hard.
"Are you interested in football?" One of them asked. Jinki believed this was Minho.
"Not in particular," Jinki answered. The grip he had on his sketchbook was tight.
"We don't intend to sound rude, but you always sit and watch us. We were wondering why?" Jonghyun asked. The look in his eyes told Jinki that the much worried about intentions were not as bad as expected. It was merely curious. Jinki could deal with curiosity.
"I am not quite sure. I take a lot of walks and somehow ever since I moved here, I like to end up here every time." Jinki did not want to tell them that he came to admire (more like gawk to the point of almost drooling at) their unrealistic beauty. Even with an honest nature like Jinki's, he found that to be more information than needed to share.
"Fair enough. I'm Kim Jonghyun, by the way." He stepped closer and reached out a hand for Jinki to take. Jinki was tempted to tell him that he already knew this but decided against it. Once again, TMI on the creepy stalker front.
"Lee Jinki." He took his hand and shook it. This repeated with Kim Kibum, Lee Taemin and Choi Minho. He had known all of their names already. "It's nice to finally meet all of you considering I've been quietly watching you play football for about a month now. I'm sorry if I freaked you out in any way. That was certainly not my intention." Politeness was dominant in Jinki's wording and was strangely followed by Jinki beaming at them, showing off his slightly crooked teeth. The four boys, Jonghyun in particular, shot baffled smiles right back at him as if what his friends back home had said was true. "Your smile hits so hard, the only thing you can do is smile back. It's too charming for you to be so awkward around people."
"It's nice to meet you too." Jonghyun seemed to be leading this conversation which Jinki did not mind. He was finding Jonghyun increasingly more interesting with every word leaving his mouth and every movement made subtle as they may have been. Jinki wanted desperately for him not to leave now that there had finally been initiated contact between the two of them. As this thought ran through his head, another replaced it. An idea. He would ask Jonghyun if he would let Jinki paint him and so he did.
"Oh, wow, that's really cool. I- sure, okay. Let's do it. When were you thinking?"
"Whenever you have the time." Jonghyun hesitated for a moment with a quick look at his friends whose eyes were definitely all giving their opinions on the matter but that was the kind of BFF communication that Jinki would not be able to pick up on for the life of him.
"Now?" His puppy eyes found Jinki's once again with questioning intensity. Jinki found Jonghyun to look gracefully innocent at this moment which was the opposite of how he had seen him up until now, up until he got him this close. From afar, Jonghyun came off as sexy and very aware of this fact. However, from where Jinki was standing now, Jonghyun seemed innocent and cute. As if his lips had never touched another's. If this was the case, Jinki very much wanted to be the one to change that.
"I have time now," Jinki nodded. "I have all my equipment at home. It's not far." He smiled half a smile to cover up the nerves that he was afraid were starting to show. Jonghyun nodded and stepped closer to Jinki, waving goodbye to his friends with a reassuring smile.
"Why do you want to paint me?" Jonghyun asks them as they begin to move in the direction of Jinki's flat.
"Because you're beautiful." When Jinki was alone with Jonghyun it was easier to be blunt and honest - still trying to keep the creepy levels at an OK, though. "Truth be told some of the reason I have been watching your team a lot is because of you."
"Because I'm beautiful?" Jonghyun chuckled lightly. Maybe not so creepy then? Jinki had to smile.
"I couldn't take my eyes off you when I first saw you on that field," Jinki continued with his honest words before realising it had taken Jonghyun aback. "My excuse is that I am an artist. That is what I do. I look for beautiful things to interpret," he added with a small smile to make Jonghyun feel at ease. It seemed to work.
"Have you painted for a long time?" Jonghyun was genuinely interested in Jinki's life. Jinki did not know this, but Jonghyun had too found Jinki interesting as he sat on the bench practice after practice. Not once was he late. He had stolen glances at Jinki a few times. Jinki would always be looking in his direction so he wondered if he had seen him glancing.
"I have. I originally started drawing first but after developing an interest in painting, I kept both up." Jinki took out his sketchbook and opened on one of the many pages, where Jonghyun's face had been drawn.
"Is that me?" Jonghyun's puppy eyes were back. Jinki nodded and Jonghyun's impressed glance flickered between Jinki's face and his own on the paper of the mentioned male's notebook. "It's really beautiful. I didn't know I could look so good," he joked ever so light-heartedly.
"Oh, but you can, and you do." Jonghyun's eyes found Jinki's again at these words. Jonghyun was once again startled by Jinki's honesty. "Here we are." Jinki stopped by his front door and opened it up. He held it for open for Jonghyun and it earned him a blush that Jonghyun very obviously failed at hiding.
Jonghyun's attraction towards boys had always subconsciously been there. Only two years ago had he admitted it to himself and his friends. Although he swung both ways, he had not yet engaged in any physical or emotional relationship with a man. He had once kissed Taemin on the lips during a drunken game of truth or dare with his friends. He did not count that as a real "homosexual experience".
Jinki, on the other hand, had been with a few men. He had even been in several relationships, although none of them had lasted long. The longest being seven months. The men Jinki had met stopped being interesting after a while, which made Jinki believe that maybe he was not made for love, so why was that feeling forgotten when his eyes fell on Jonghyun? He had this feeling of need towards Jonghyun more than he had ever had with anyone else, in a way he had never needed someone before, especially not so soon after meeting them.
Jonghyun sat down on a chair as Jinki instructed. Before they had begun, Jinki made them tea. He put Jonghyun's mug on a chair next to him. Jinki sat opposite Jonghyun by his canvas.
"Just relax. You can sit however you like," Jinki told Jonghyun, who then relaxed his body and directed a small smile towards Jinki. Jinki instantly smiled back to ensure the utmost relaxed atmosphere in the room. "Tell me about yourself," Jinki said as he began outlining.
"I'm 19 and from Seoul. I have played football for six years with my friends Minho, Kibum and Taemin. I also live with them. I go to school with them too... And I'm bisexual." Jonghyun hesitated with the last bit but decided to be honest like Jinki had been with everything.
"I am too." Jinki could not help but smile at the idea that there was a chance to at least date him a little bit if not a whole lot. "When did you find out?" Jinki wanted Jonghyun to continue to speak. His voice made him melt completely.
"Two years ago, I admitted it to myself. I told my friends the next day. They were very relaxed about it and that made me more confident... What about you?" Jonghyun was just as mesmerised by Jinki as Jinki was by him. He wanted to hear Jinki's voice melt him in return.
"I have always known and always accepted it, ever since I knew what it meant to be gay or straight. I told my parents when I was 11 which says a lot."
"How old are you now?"
"22."
"What do you do?"
"I just moved to Seoul after finishing up art school. I have been drawing and painting. I try to sell some of my works and then I work part-time at the café just around the corner. Very cliché job, but it gets me money and it's fun."
"It is kind of cliché. Comes to Seoul trying to make it as an artist, meanwhile living in a small flat and working part-time at a café so you can survive. I bet your bed is just a mattress on the floor too." Jonghyun looked amused at Jinki. His puppy eyes had returned along with his blinding toothy grin. A giggle so light Jinki almost didn’t catch it escapes through his teeth.
"... Shut up," Jinki laughed because the younger boy had gotten it spot on.
"I knew it." Jonghyun’s amused smile stayed on his face much to Jinki’s joy. Jinki liked Jonghyun the best like this... Well, he liked everyone best when they were happy but there was something about Jonghyun's smile that was special, something about Jonghyun's happiness that was special, something about Jonghyun that was special. Jonghyun took a sip of his tea.
"Is it any good?" Jinki watched him as he swallowed the liquid in his mouth. He watched how his Adam's apple bopped once as he did so.
"Very." Jinki looked back at his canvas and bit the inside of his lip.
Their small talk continued while Jinki painted, unaware of the time ticking on the watch on his wrist. It was starting to look like something when he stood up and walked closer to Jonghyun.
"I need to see the details of your face." Jonghyun slowly nodded as Jinki's face came closer to his. Jinki grabbed Jonghyun's chin, making Jonghyun bite his lip without thinking. He quickly let go of it and gulped instead. Jinki noticed both of these actions and could not help but let a chuckled escape his mouth. As Jinki examined Jonghyun's face and made mental notes to himself, Jonghyun searched for Jinki's gaze. He wanted Jinki's eyes to lock with his so badly. He wanted Jinki's lips to lock with his so badly. Finally, Jinki's eyes met Jonghyun's and due to some still remaining teenage bravery, Jonghyun moved his face slightly forward until their noses touched at the tips.
"Would you kiss me... If I asked you to?" Jonghyun was looking up at Jinki with awe and hope. He found Jinki to be absolutely breathtaking both on the inside as well as on the outside. He felt an urge; an urge to discover everything there was to discover about Jinki. An urge to uncover everything about this beautiful painter. Uncover his mind, uncover his body, uncover his soul.
"Of course." Jonghyun's breath turned shaky. He was breathing slowly just like Jinki. Slow, deep breaths. Jinki wanted Jonghyun in every way possible. Physically, mentally, spiritually, artistically, whichever way he was allowed have him.
"Please do," Jonghyun whispered to Jinki. The silence grew louder up until the point where it became unbearable and Jinki crashed his lips onto Jonghyun's as if he had waited all his life for him. In a way, he had. He had never loved someone as he loved Jonghyun. He did not know this kind of love existed, but he had waited for it, for Jonghyun. He let his hands caress Jonghyun's thighs sweetly before placing them on his warm cheeks. Jonghyun put both his hands in Jinki's hair, pulling gently at it as their lips moved together better than any of them had ever experienced before.
When Jinki's tongue slipped into Jonghyun's mouth, he stood up to pull Jinki closer. He locked his arms around Jinki's neck and kept his hands in the older boy's hair. Jinki moaned at this sudden movement, pushing Jonghyun gently up against the wall. He was careful not to hurt this piece of art he had stuck to his lips and clinging to his hair.
"Beautiful," Jinki mumbled and Jonghyun smiled into the kiss.
When the kiss broke, all Jonghyun could do was stare up at Jinki. Jinki was looking back down at Jonghyun, who had him lost for words for the first time in a good while.
"Can I stay?" Jonghyun broke the silence.
"Of course, ... Are you hungry?" Jonghyun nodded and was taken by the hand and lead into the kitchen where he was sat down by Jinki's small café table.
"What are we having then?" Jonghyun asked Jinki, who was getting out a pan and something from the fridge.
"I have some leftover pancake mix from this morning." Jonghyun cheered in excitement, which made Jinki chuckle. "You're very, very cute." When Jinki said this, like flipping a switch, Jonghyun’s eyes grew playfully dark. He got up from his chair and slipped in between the stove and Jinki.
"I'm actually pretty good at seduction." His voice had gone a few octaves deeper as he whispered this. His puppy eyes had turned into the most luring bedroom eyes Jinki had ever looked into. Jinki gulped and a deep sexy chuckle erupted from Jonghyun's throat.
This was going to be different from what Jinki had originally thought. He had, without really thinking about it, expected to be the dominant of the two, but looking at Jonghyun he could tell that whatever this was right now, it would turn into a constant fight for dominance and a lot of sexual tension. He was positive the possible sex was going to be fucking hot and he was also pretty sure that was an understatement.
Jinki stole a quick although wet kiss from Jonghyun and smiled widely at him. Jonghyun pulled Jinki closer by his neck with a tight grip. Their lips collided for another wet kiss.
Daddy much? Jinki had thought as Jonghyun placed a hand on his hip and had deepened the kiss further. Jinki was a fool for thinking it wasn’t a trick and nearly felt it as a stab of betrayal when Jonghyun moved away with a teasing look in his eye. "Still waiting for those pancakes.” He sat back down with a look of satisfaction that Jinki glared angrily at before getting started on the pancakes.
The more they got to know about each other over coffee and pancakes, the more they fell in love. At first, it was strange for Jonghyun, who had never even kissed a boy like this before but soon it felt only right sitting in Jinki's small kitchen, looking into his deep brown eyes, telling him he was beautiful at least once every two minutes. He adored the way Jinki would smile and tell Jonghyun that he was beautiful too.
"You keep staring at my lips," Jonghyun pointed out with a chuckle. Jinki wanted to kiss him again so badly. He expressed this to Jonghyun who then stood up and pulled Jinki with him. He reached up to place his lips on Jinki's. They were quickly accepted and Jinki towered over the younger, with his hands wrapped around his waist. Smoothly Jonghyun slid his hands up underneath the loose t-shirt Jinki was wearing and forgot to breathe for a few seconds as he caressed the soft skin of the older. Jinki detached from Jonghyun, who whined at the loss of contact until Jinki pulled his shirt over his head and got the younger awkwardly staring at the bare skin of his upper body. He looked up at Jinki with unintentional puppy eyes as he bit his lip. Jinki shivered. Those eyes could make him do anything. He prayed that Jonghyun would never find that out but he doubted that he would be able to keep it from him for long.
"I want you so badly," Jinki breathed out as he stared into Jonghyun's large eyes. A somehow innocent yet sexy smile told Jinki that he could go crazy because Jonghyun was one hundred percent his. The two stood silently I the kitchen for a few seconds when Jinki grabbed him by the hips and lifted him up from the floor. Jonghyun wrapped his arms around Jinki's neck and legs around his waist. Jinki then carried him into his bedroom where he was sat down carefully on the expected mattress on the floor. Off Jonghyun's shirt went and Jinki let him fall onto the mattress. Feelings of lust taking over their bodies, everything blurred out in Jinki’s mind as he went about undressing Jonghyun from his football clothes.
Jonghyun could not fathom the strong feelings he had so suddenly developed for someone whose name he had known for no more than a couple of hours. He shivered at Jinki's touch and as his kisses moved down Jonghyun's chest he felt his dick get harder. Jonghyun surprised himself with a moan that made Jinki pause to look up at Jonghyun and bite his lip. He felt Jinki pull at his football shorts as he continued planting sweet, wet kisses lower and lower. Jinki smiled as Jonghyun's breathing got heavier. When Jinki bit down on the exposed skin, Jonghyun’s hand flew down to Jinki’s head of hair with a yelp.
"I could kiss you like this all day," Jinki whispered into his skin. Jonghyun hummed to show he wouldn't mind, still with his eyes closed and a hand tangled in Jinki's soft hair. Jinki pulled down Jonghyun's shorts bringing his underwear with them. He sighed at the sudden freedom but simultaneously felt nerves and insecurities creep into his mind unwanted. Jinki slid back between Jonghyun's thighs, kissing them as he moved closer and closer to where Jonghyun wanted him the most. Insecurities? What insecurities? All Jonghyun felt as Jinki edged closer and closer was a deep and pure need. Everything went silent as Jinki removed his lips from the thighs of the man below him. Jonghyun bit his lip, awaiting Jinki's next move which he would soon find to be extremely frustrating. Jinki licked up Jonghyun's fully erect dick, slowly and teasingly from base to tip. He gave the tip kitten licks and skilfully sucked on only the head, making Jonghyun's sounds whinier.
"Jinki, please." Jinki needed not hear more to give the other what he wanted. He moved his mouth up and down Jonghyun's length using his tongue in all the right ways. Immediately choked sounds began to slip from Jonghyun’s mouth as he left this world and entered Jinki’s with eagerness. It was over his head how to get out of there but that was not a worry as he doubted he would ever need to.
Jonghyun found, with the little experience had with girls, that Jinki was eyes-rollingly, lip-bitingly good at this. Jinki did him better than any girl ever had. A series of uncontrollable moans reached Jinki's ears and made him move even faster. Jonghyun began thrusting upwards making Jinki gag, surprised by the sudden action. Jinki quickened the pace nevertheless and Jonghyun felt his high coming exceptionally quick.
"Jinki." This was enough for Jinki to understand. He grabbed tighter onto Jonghyun's thigh and felt Jonghyun twitch as he reached the edge. The next fifteen seconds consisted of Jonghyun almost ripping Jinki's hair out in pleasure, Jinki ignoring it to keep the pleasure coming and Jonghyun moaning loudly, a couple of times slipping in the name of the man between his legs.
Jonghyun's orgasm died down and he completely collapsed on the bedsheets. Jinki swallowed and wiped off his wet lips with the back of his hand. He crawled up to kiss Jonghyun's forehead that had beads of sweat rolling down from it. Jonghyun pulled down Jinki's face so he could put his lips on Jinki's again. He tasted himself on his tongue and only now could he really wrap his head around what had just happened. With his lips plastered onto Jinki’s, he held him close as if to express his gratitude that he found hard to do with words. What would he even say? Thank you? Jonghyun broke the kiss when his thigh brushed against Jinki's bulge and the perfect display of gratitude made its appearance. With willing eyes, he stared into Jinki’s.
"Should I..." Jonghyun awkwardly trailed off. He knew he was the inexperience of the two, especially after the magic Jinki had just worked on him. It made him nervous. He was afraid to screw up, but he was curious and he was drawn to Jinki. He wanted Jinki to feel the same pleasure that he had brought to Jonghyun.
"You don't have to... Have you ever done something like this with a boy before?" Jinki asked, caressing the younger's faintly blushed cheek. He shook his head. "You do seem to look a little nervous. You don't have to," Jinki reassured him with a warm smile.
"But I kind of want to." Jonghyun avoided Jinki's gaze. "I just don't know how... Or I do, of course. I'm just not sure I'll be any good at it." Jinki chuckled and kissed his lips once again.
"If you want to do it I can guide you all you need." Jonghyun's eyes met Jinki's again curiously. He whispered an “okay” and wiped the sweat off his forehead. Jinki smiled down at him, finding the sudden awkwardness so cute considering how seductive he had bragged about being. Jonghyun sat himself up and Jinki followed.
"Want me to lead you?" He smiled at shy, naked Jonghyun in front of him. He nodded, thinking to himself that he wanted to impress Jinki the next time and be a lot more confident. He wanted to show him that he actually was as seductive as he had made himself seem in the kitchen moments earlier.
"You go above me," Jinki instructed and sat up against the wall as Jonghyun moved above him. Jinki took off his trousers and Jonghyun sat for a second, wondering blatantly about the size of Jinki’s dick. Jonghyun bit his lip and curiously hooked a finger in Jinki's boxers and pulled them down. He had expected big from the bulge he had seen but still managed to gulp audibly as Jinki’s dick slapped up against his stomach. He looked into Jinki's eyes and Jinki looked back into his calmly. "You okay?" He caressed the younger's cheek with genuine care and concern.
"You're big." Jonghyun gulped again. Jinki chuckled and gave Jonghyun a sweet kiss. As he broke it to speak he stayed forehead to forehead with him.
"Don’t hesitate to stop at any time." Jinki kissed his lips once more before leaning his back against the wall again. Jonghyun decided to kiss up Jinki's thighs. This seemed to please Jinki, judging by the low groans erupting from his throat. Jonghyun moved upwards, giving Jinki's balls a squeeze before moving on to his dick. He licked up and down it a couple of times, following the vein, getting a feel of the size. As his mouth took in the top he looked up at Jinki, who moaned at the intensity of the eye contact. Jonghyun's mouth left Jinki's dick so he could purse his lips, getting ready to take as much of Jinki as he could.
"Fuck Jonghyun," Jinki moaned out at Jonghyun's sudden move. Jonghyun gagged as he took in almost all of Jinki. Jinki's hands landed in Jonghyun's hair and he looked down at Jonghyun who was deeply concentrated on going fast and making Jinki feel good. What he couldn't take in he was jerking off with one hand, the other supporting his weight on the mattress.
Soon the already spent Jonghyun slowed down, getting tired and cramped from the quick movements. He disappointedly neglected Jinki’s dick with an unintended pop and looked up at him apologetically, feeling embarrassed.
"Too spent?" Jinki smiled. Jonghyun nodded with a blush.
"Fuck me instead," Jonghyun mumbled and Jinki couldn't catch what he had said.
"What?" Jinki asked, unaware of the request he had just gotten from the inexperienced boy sitting in front of him.
"Fuck me instead," Jonghyun repeated, this time just loud enough for Jinki to hear. He was looking down at his fingers, conscious of how naked they both were. Jinki stared at him, surprised by the idea.
"You sure? It'll hurt and it might take some time." Jonghyun just nodded his head. Jinki brought his hand to Jonghyun's chin, pulling it up so their eyes met. "If you want me to I can. I'll be gentle."
"Please." Jonghyun bit his lip, relaxing a bit more, looking into Jinki's eyes. There was something about him that could calm down Jonghyun and make him feel safe. Jinki encouraged him to stay put as he got up to look around in his drawers.
“I could have sworn I had some lube somewhere.” He shuffles around some more until he finds what he has been looking for and bring it back with him.
With gentle hands, Jinki guided Jonghyun onto his stomach and prompted his bum up slightly. Jonghyun bit the pillow as Jinki worked a finger inside after a series of licks that had hardened his untouched dick. It didn't hurt for long as he felt himself relax around Jinki's finger. Jinki took his time with this process and made it as pleasurable for Jonghyun as it could possibly be by hitting the spot he had sensed made Jonghyun move against Jinki’s fingers.
Once Jinki slid all three fingers out of Jonghyun, he sat back against the wall whilst guiding Jonghyun on top of him. “This way you can have some control. I don’t want to fuck up.” Jinki shows a sign of his own nerves for the first time but now Jonghyun’s have all been overshadowed by want and he simply nods before muttering something about a condom.
With a hand remaining on Jonghyun’s hip, he grabbed a condom from somewhere and slid it onto his achingly hard dick. “Tell me if it’s too much.” Jonghyun nodded hastily again as Jinki worked out how to position Jonghyun just right.
As much as Jonghyun groaned with the pain of the stretch, he also moaned at the tinge of pleasure that is there somewhere if he were to squint hard enough. They sat there for a moment where their eyes met tenderly and Jinki brought a hand up to caress Jonghyun’s cheek. “Kiss me,” Jonghyun whispered and Jinki followed his command.
It didn't take long before Jonghyun couldn't wait any longer so with the worst pain gone he began to move. With his two hands, Jinki grabbed Jonghyun’s hips and helped his movements. They were slow, to begin with, and, sure enough, the pleasure soon overshadowed the pain before completely taking over. As they found a perfect pace, they found themselves completely melting into each other in any way possible. Jinki’s hands stayed helpfully on Jonghyun’s hips while Jonghyun’s hands roamed everywhere he could get them.
Jonghyun found that he adored the concentration on Jinki’s face as he worked to make Jonghyun feel amazing and brushing over the spot that made Jonghyun see stars. The concentration was mixed messily in with sounds and eye rolls of pleasure and Jonghyun absorbed every single movement and expression. Like a personal Eros, Jonghyun felt Jinki had become. There was no doubt that Jinki looked like a god right now. Beads of sweat dripping down his naked body, neck veins pumping and head thrown back against the wall in pleasure. Jonghyun couldn't help but speak up at this moment, somehow managing to get words out in between heavy moans.
"You're a fucking god." Jinki's lips turned upwards into a wild grin before he began to meet Jonghyun’s bouncing with his own thrusts. The sudden action caused a loud moan and a hand ripping at his hair. Nothing was able to distract him from Jinki at this moment. The whole building had to burn down with them before he would stop this moment. He felt his orgasm rapidly approaching and Jinki sensed this by the immediate change in the volume and intensity of Jonghyun’s previously softer moans. He grabbed Jonghyun's dick, matching his pumping with his thrusts. Jonghyun dug his nails into Jinki's back as he was pushed over the edge in a way he had never known to be or even thought possible.
As Jonghyun was a moaning mess beneath Jinki, screaming louder than anyone Jinki had ever dealt with, Jinki came at the increased pressure around his dick. He rode out his high with Jonghyun leaning against him completely absorbed of energy before every sound and movement came to a complete standstill. Their heavy breathing was the only sound in the room and their sticky chests rising and falling, the only movement. Jinki felt Jonghyun’s breathing against his collarbone and his sweaty forehead against his shoulder. As gently as he could, Jinki brought his hands up to rub circles on Jonghyun’s lower back.
"Thank you, Jinki," Jonghyun breathed out as he finally found the strength to lift his upper body.
“No problem,” Jinki mumbled and slowly started thinking practically as he pulled Jonghyun off his now flaccid dick to which they both winced. While Jonghyun laid himself down on his bed, he pulled off the condom and threw it in the bin before looking back and forth between his own stomach and Jonghyun’s. “Wet wipes,” he mutters to himself and leaves the room for less than ten seconds (Jonghyun may have counted) with a bag of wet wipes. Attentively, Jinki cleans Jonghyun’s stomach up first before wiping the same mess off his own skin.
Mumbling all kinds of praises, Jonghyun closed his eyes in exhaustion. Jinki managed to drag a tired smile out of him as he was pulling his duvet over the more or less sleeping boy. He watched as Jonghyun reached after him, whining at the lack of Jinki in his arms. His eyes remained closed and Jinki found himself staring in pure awe at this Jonghyun; tired and needy. For the entirety of the few hours he had known him, he had seen this part of Jonghyun that was seemingly not there from afar. Counting himself lucky for getting to experience the magic up close, Jinki laid down next to Jonghyun and wrapped his arms lovingly around him.
"I didn't think I could fall in love this quickly." Jonghyun responded to this with a hum and a lazy kiss to Jinki's jaw before he fell asleep completely in Jinki's arms, safe and satisfied.
"Jonghyun, Jinki's at the door!" Kibum yelled, making Jonghyun rush out of the kitchen to the front door. Taemin and Minho followed, curious to see why Jinki had come by unannounced. Soon enough, Jinki stepped out of the elevator with a painting in his hands.
"I finished your painting," Jinki blurted out before even a hi. His excitement amused Jonghyun who walked over to Jinki to kiss him on the cheek.
"Let me see, then." Jonghyun's eyes shone with anticipation as Jinki turned the canvas around, revealing the portrait of Jonghyun. Jinki smiled proudly at Jonghyun "There's just nothing you're not good at is there?" Jonghyun asked in awe. His friends, who still stood on the doorstep to their flat, tried to look past Jonghyun to see the supposedly great painting.
"Move out of the way Jong," Kibum commanded and Jonghyun did so, proudly looking up at Jinki.
"Wow it's prettier than Jong in real life," Taemin commented, stepping closer to look at it.
"Wow thank you, Tae.” The bitterness in his words was completely ignored by Taemin as he moved in closer to the painting. Jinki chuckled at his boyfriend who he found to be a masterpiece as he was standing in his pyjamas, arms crossed, looking annoyed at Taemin. He shook his head and grabbed the painting out of Jinki's hands. He carefully placed it up against the wall and grabbed Jinki's face. "I love you, Lee Jinki." He brought him in for a heartfelt kiss and felt his arms wrap around his waist. This was picture perfect. This was exactly what true love was. This was all the two of them needed.
"I love you too, puppy-eyed Kim Jonghyun."