Onew/Key
# OnKey
# Come and Get it – Selena Gómez
# R-ish | Smut-ish
# 418words
KiBum really loves JinKi. He has never been with someone as considerate, sweet and loving as his current boyfriend. He’s pretty sure they’re the real deal, even if they’ve only been dating for a year and a half.
The only issue is that JinKi is more than a tad slow… sexually speaking.
Now it’s not that KiBum is a sex freak, but he’s never gone so long without sex and the fact that JinKi wants to wait to ‘lay the foundations of their relationship’ first, when KiBum is already sure they are going steady for life, gets even more on his nerves.
He gets it, JinKi is shy, respectful. But KiBum is fucking sick of being treated like a porcelain doll; he wants to feel owned, dominated in the most pleasurable of ways. He wants JinKi to make him scream and beg, take control and let go.
So when JinKi catches KiBum’s hands an inch above the former’s belt, and looks at him with those loving benevolent eyes, KiBum loses it.
“Hey, let’s take it easy, okay?” JinKi says and KiBum stands up, groaning. He’s about to yell Jinki a piece of his mind, but that nice tender face prevents him from doing so.
He gets a better idea instead.
“You’re right” he starts, taking off his T-shirt and throwing it somewhere. He smirks when he hears JinKi’s breath hitches. “We should wait until you’re ready. I totally understand, because I love you.”
His hand travels from the back of his neck to his stomach, and then goes even lower, to his own belt. KiBum doesn’t hesitate and takes it off too, swiftly unbuttoning his jeans and letting them hang low.
“I just want you to know” KiBum whispers, straddling his boyfriend with both legs to his side, wrapping his arms behind his neck and arching subtly into him, “that I’m ready and aching for you, babe…” his voice is sultry against the other’s ear, and JinKi can’t contain the shiver that runs up his spine.
“KiBum…”
“Yes?”
“Don’t tempt me, honey.”
KiBum smirks.
“Can’t you see? That’s exactly what I want” he whispers, licking JinKi’s lips sensually, with just the tip of his tongue. The latter moans delectably and KiBum can’t help grinding against him because fuck if he doesn’t want this. “Come and get me, JinKi.”
There’s something in the way he says it, in his velvety voice and subtle yet wanton moves, in the heat that radiates from his body, so fucking alluring…
JinKi pounces.
