[Fanfic/oneshot/Yaoi/NC-17] SHINee Yaoi-shots: Jealousy Kills – 2min couple


A/N:
udah lah gausah banyak basi-basi. udah pada ngebet kan baca NC nya?? LOL, sorry buat Joon lover. suami kalian terpaksa gue pake sebagai pihak ketiga😄 salahkan MINHO yang terlalu cemburuan, makasih. Maaf kalo NC nya jelek, aneh, dsbnya. Maklum saya anak baik-baik yang terjerumus di dunia hitam bernama yaoi *ditendang*. And idk, can we considered this as PWP? sh*t I know I failed much.

PS: just imagine minho and taemin are wearing their open concert costume~ only no fedora for minho
unbeta-ed so sorry for gramatical stupidity and non-sense typos.

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Minho glares at the petite figure with his back facing him. The younger boy is just too busy talking on the phone that he doesn’t even notice the flaming stares belong to Minho. That’s it, the older boy decides, Taemin has crossing the line way too far this time. They’re at the backstage, for heaven’s name, not to mention about to perform in about 10 minutes but Taemin just has to answer the call; HIS call. Minho swears he almost grabs that electronic device from the magnae’s hand when Taemin flushed as he saw the name on the screen. Does he really have to go to that secluded corner just to talk to the joker-smiled MBLAQ member?! The ignorance comes from the other three members only adding the fuel to the tall boy’s wrath. Kibum is busy watching 4 Minute’s performance and try to copy their dance move once in a while. Jinki is being too protective about his wife all those times, holding on Kibum’s stomach as he watches his wife worriedly. Jonghyun… well, he has another business to be taken care of.

Minho is mad; no, he totally pissed off. Clenching his fist, he walks silently towards the magnae who is still oblivious about what’s coming his way and still giggling at the jokes Joon told him. Taemin yelps as someone grabs his cellphone and in seconds the same person grabs his wrist and harshly pulling him behind the thin black layer of an unused stage curtain, hiding both figures from the sight of everyone else. His back soon collides with the dark carpeted wall and he moans in pain. Before the poor boy has a chance to speak, two strong arms are slammed to the same wall he’s leaning on, trapping him in between the supple muscles. Taemin is about to scream due to the series of shock he just endures, but a familiar voice makes the action stops,
“What are you two talking about?”

The younger boy gasps and sighs in relieve.
“Minho Hyung, is it you?” he asks, almost happily. His eyes slowly get used to the dark surrounding and he is starting to see the curve of Minho’s face in front of him. But the boy gasps once again, this time in surprise when those hypnotizing pair of eyes staring sharply at him.
“Hello?? Hello Taemin? Are you okay?” Lee Joon speaks from the other line. Obviously because Minho grabs the phone before Taemin has time to turn it off, and the young teenager shivers as he sees the dangerous frown drawn on his hyung’s face. Minho doesn’t peel his stares off of the magnae and lifts the phone to his ear.
“Oh hello, Joon Hyung. I am sorry to interrupt your small chat but you see, Taemin is a bit…”he cuts dramatically, “…busy at the moment so too bad he couldn’t keep up with you.”

And just like that, without even waiting for Joon’s reply Minho closes the flip and throws the cell on the floor.
“Hyung! That’s my…”
“What are you two talking about?” Minho cuts Taemin’s protest, repeating his previous unanswered question.
“What? who? You mean Lee Joon Hyung and me?!”
“Are you intentionally calling his name to make me angry, Lee Taemin?”
The young teenager’s mouth wides open; it takes a good minute before he giggles and the frown on Minho’s face is getting deeper.
“Why the hell are you laughing? There’s nothing funny here, Lee Taemin!” he grits his teeth as the teen having his fun laughing at his angry face.

“You’re jealous aren’t you?” teases the magnae, “Just spill it, you’re jealous right Hyung?!”
“Don’t test my patience, Taemin.” the older one hisses the word one by one.
“Alright, I am sorry okay? Look Hyung, can we talk about this later? Let’s go back to the others; I am sure they’re looking for us now.”

Taemin moves his body to leave the small and uncomfortable place but Minho grabs his waist and bangs his back to the wall (again). Taemin widens his eyes as the pair of lips belong to Minho kisses his own aggressively. The teenager is trying to push his lover away but to no avail. Instead, the kiss is getting rougher and Minho pulls his small body closer. Soon tongues are met, salivas are exchanged, and some of them are even trailing down Taemin’s chin as the kiss getting sloppier and hot. The magnae couldn’t stop his moans. God he’s aware that the crew can still find them eventough they’re hidden behind the layer but hell the kiss is just too much. He feels like flying when Minho averts his attention (and his sexy lips) to his chin, licking the trace of saliva on it and kisses it tenderly.

Minho smirks seeing his innocent lover pants heavily. His black hat has slides down his head; laying lifelessly beside the phone on the floor, leaving his long light brown hair exposed to the older boy’s delight. Fuck, his baby is sure so sexy with those thick fringes covering his eyes slightly. Minho traces his long finger trough that inviting smooth neck; each graze that comes from the sharp nails makes the younger boy before him shivers. The flaming charisma licks his swollen lips and darts out his tongue to lick the boy’s who is moaning in response.
“H,Hyung..please stop… we can’t… they might hear us…”Taemin pants harshly as Minho nips his neck and leaves some wet kisses here and there. His words are ironically contradicting his actions as his small hand gropes a fistful of the elder’s hair and groans in pleasure when a visible hickey is made, credit to the skillful mouth of Minho.

“Don’t worry baby, they can’t hear us with the music played that loud.” he replies lustfully and Taemin must admit that it’s true. With a thumping sound coming from the speaker and everybody’s attention is drawn to the stage, no one will notice both of them have their own naughty time behind the thin curtain.
“But if they do, so what? I’m going to devour you, Taemin. Right here, right now, right where everyone can see us so they will know you are mine.” Minho licks his earlobe, “so Joon won’t mess up with what’s mine.”

Taemin just being too amazed at his hyung’s words that he doesn’t realize the presence of the sneaking hand underneath his black shirt. The boy gasps loudly and lets out another moan as the skilled fingers play with his right nipple; pinching it, caressing it, and scraping it with the nail once in a while. As if it isn’t enough the other hand is going south, groping the bulge that visibly appears on Taemin’s jeans and massage it gently. Minho watches with desire shows in his eyes, his lover pants and trashes his head from right to left and arches it, as if he’s inviting his hyung to kiss his delicious neck once again; and Minho approves. He attaches his lips to the milky white column and rolls his hips towards Taemin’s.

Minho then fumbles with Taemin’s belt and as soon as the annoying skinny jeans hanging loose in between his thighs, leaving him with only his boxers on, Minho slips his hand passes the band of the underwear.
“This little friend here,” Minho gives Taemin’s cock a light squeeze, “it’s mine to touch…”
The teenager just shuts his eye tightly, mouth open wide just because his lungs have a difficulty to invite some air inside due to the massive pleasure he feels down there. But alas, for Minho it’s not enough. He takes off the Calvin Klein boxers and free the harden flesh out of its compartment.
“Hyung, what…OH MY GOD!”

Taemin moan out loud when Minho without a single doubt engulfs his cock and bobs his head up and down the shaft, licking and lapping the pre-cum smears on the head and gives butterfly kisses along the veins. The teenager has lost his sanity at this level and he doesn’t have any idea where the hell his innocence gone when he forcefully kisses his hyung fully on his lips and hisses on his ear,
“Just fuck me already, Choi Minho!”

Minho chuckles darkly hearing the profanity.
“tsk tsk tsk, Key umma will punish you if he happen to hear that sweet words of yours.”
“Yeah? Well guess what? I prefer your punishment rather than his. So punish me all you want!”
“As you wish, my dear…”

In seconds Taemin’s back are facing his horny hyung, the cute perky ass almost makes Minho gone crazy and ram himself inside of his lover. It’s funny how your desire has an ability to make you do something you thought you’d never able to do, like stripping your lower attire in 3 second just like what Minho does. The rapper smears his own pre-cum on his harden, red flesh and groans at the sensation. Taemin bits his lips when his hyung gives an impatient squeeze to his butt cheeks and Minho just have to tease him by putting his hard cock in his ass crack.
“This butt…” Minho whispers hotly, “…is mine to feel.”

And the small hands curl into fists as Minho slowly enters him, splitting him into two. It hurts like hell but even the pain has its own pleasure too. Taemin’s breath hitch as if he just has a marathon and he curses his hyung for being a jealous, horny bastard. Even so, Taemin wouldn’t mind having such bastard as his boyfriend because honestly he loves it when Minho gone all maniacal. The rapper himself feels his whole body shakes; he instinctively wants to thrusts as fast as he could into the tightness that is Taemin’s hole but he knows it’d probably hurt the small boy so he experimentally rolls his hips.

“A,aahhhh…” Taemin groans, his harsh pants mix with Minho’s.
“Baby? Are you okay?” the rapper licks his dry lips, his heartbeat is thumping in the same rhythm as the blasting music outside.
“Just fuckin move, damn it!” the younger hisses.

And so be it. Minho starts to thrust slowly at first, pulling his cock out only to slam it back hardly inside his lover’s hole. Taemin’s moans are gradually changing, until there are no more painful groans slip those cute lips and it’s obviously gives Minho a reason to start thrusting violently at the boy. Their whole body are practically drench as the effect of their activity. Shirts, fringes, all sticking to their skin and the musky scent mixed with the faint smell of their perfume touch their nostrils but they’re too busy to care about such small matter. They only can feel each other, letting their instinct and love play the role. Sweet and hurried kisses are shared, sweet-nothings are mumbled, pants and moans are loud enough to disturb someone passing their little hidden place but strangely no one pulls the thin curtain and caught the boys in the act.

Minho feels Taemin’s stomach tighten and he knows he’s close. He jerks Taemin’s abandoned cock and fastens his thrusts. The main dancer could only screams as he feels the double pleasure running trough his whole system and the boy archs his head as his orgasm comes, his white substance stains the wall in front of him. Minho moans when he feels the hole is tightening and he comes almost immediately, tainting Taemin’s inside with his cum.

The two try to stabilize their breaths, both slowly come back from their high. Taemin leans on Minho’s broad chest and listening to his heartbeat which finds its normal rhythm. The rapper kisses his hair, down to his neck, and bits his shoulder gently. Taemin sighs contentedly and he smiles.
“That was awesome…”he chuckles.
“I thought I told you not to piss me off.” Minho replies. He pulls out of Taemin and the younger boy moans softly at the lost. He turns around and flings his arms around the tall boy.
“But I like you when you’re mad.” he pouts, “it’s sexy.”
Minho lets out his trademark laugh.
“I’m glad to hear that. But seriously Taemin ah, I don’t like you being too nice to Joon Hyung. He’s up to something, you know. I can tell by seeing how he’s looking at you.”

Taemin bits his lips and smooches his beloved hyung.
“Don’t worry, Minho Hyung. I am still yours no matter what Joon Hyung does to have my sympathy.”
“Hmmm really?” Minho smirks, “well then, just because you say you’re mine, does it mean we can continue this tonight? You know, after Jonghyun Hyung falls asleep?”

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THE END

26 thoughts on “[Fanfic/oneshot/Yaoi/NC-17] SHINee Yaoi-shots: Jealousy Kills – 2min couple

  1. When I read it, feels like I’m in hell – -” it always feels damn hot in here when I read a nc fanfic even with ac turned on.

    Okay, I’m so getting into the story. Huahaha. Daebak onnie.

  2. I feel as if your english could use some touch ups, but it’s obviously your second language, so good job. Usually having charas mention ‘sexy’ during a smutting session is taboo and frowned upon. Makes them seem very mary-sue like and in general not well developed. Work on your wording; As well as reading up on real homosexual sex, since you desribed it a bit far fetched it makes a reader assume you’re incompetent or a virgin.

    • ah thanks for the comment🙂
      actually this is just for pure entertainment so i didn’t really care much about the wording selections and all🙂 because i rarely write smuts too haha :p
      but anyway once again thanks for the constructive comments🙂

  3. Waaah Daebak🙂
    I like Minho’s Jealously and his possessiveness about taemin’s body kekeke
    I like Taemin personality too,
    innocent and pure in real life and talking dirty when he have sex.

    Btw, why you write this in english?
    Just curious because in the first you write an indonesian note?
    Cause I’m Indonesian people too🙂

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