Angel!AU - Jongin as your Guardian Angel
“Okay, fairy-man,” you sighed. “Show me that you’re not a stalker.”
“Angel,” he corrected through gritted teeth. With a quick yank of his arm, he pulled you in close until you collided with his chest. Then, before you could even blink, he teleported out of your room.
Yet another moodboard for @marshmallow-phd‘s incredible series, which I might have read like 3 times by now.
~ Admin G
Original date of publishing: June 21th, 2019
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for write_or_write - aug day 11: airplane ; entry no.0
— kaiyong ♡༉ ‧ airplane smut (632w)
Jongin gives him two taps on the lap before getting up with a quick stretch fleeing. Taeyong thinks of nothing much until his phone starts buzzing on the miniature table. He reads a various stream of, "where are you," and "you coming?" Taeyong doesn't get it but he's curious.
Seconds after Taeyong knocks on the restroom door, he is instantly pulled in. To his surprise, Jongin shamelessly has his fingers around his cock, pumping it leisurely. Taeyong gulps but averts his attention back to Jongin.
"You done pissing or what?"
"Never came here for that.?
"I don't know why you needed me to come."
"But babe, I do need you."
Only now does Taeyong realize what this is all about.
Walking through the aisle, he had been anxious that Jongin caught sky sickness. Then he was confused with Jongin's intense look they met. Now it makes sense.
"I don't know why you needed me to come."
"But babe, I do need you."
Only now does Taeyong realize what this is all about.
Walking through the aisle, he had been anxious that Jongin caught sky sickness. Then he was confused with Jongin’s intense look they met. Now it makes sense.
"Gonna get on your knees for me?"
Taeyong obliges, despite the dinginess of the small space, there's something sexy about the motion of the plane and their lewd act with people on board. It makes his stomach churn, and his cock twitch. Do people know what they're about to do?
Jongin is warm in his mouth, heavy on his tongue and satisfying something that the stewards' provided salty peanut snacks couldn't. Taeyong basks in it, swirling his tongue and bobbing his head like he's on a mission. Jongin cards his fingers through
Taeyong's hair encouragingly.
Taeyong can't help but yelp when the airplane makes a sudden dip, or maybe it's the way Jongin pushed him further onto his cock with a fish full of his hair.
He reaches for his own cock but Jongin gives him a warning slap on the cheek. "Did I say you could touch yourself baby?"
Cock-stuffed, Taeyong doesn't get to reciprocate but he still attempts to utter out 'no.? Jongin nods at him pleasingly and before Taeyong knows it, Jongin takes control of his high, fucking into Taeyong's mouth, pressing himself to the back of his throat.
Taeyong whimpers from the feeling-intoxicated with the thoughts of: im doing so good, im doing so good for him. He doesn't need to touch himself, knowing that he can please his boyfriend is more than enough. The abuse of his throat tells him that he did an amazing job.
When Jongin comes down his throat and pulls out, smearing his lips with his come, Taeyong knows he definitely did a good job. Jongin leans down and attaches their lips together, Taeyong sucks eagerly, maybe even more eager than he did with Jongin's COCk.
"Can I use my fingers on you?"
Taeyong nods like a bobble head that's bound to pop off. He's so desperate for a touch. Jongin's cock in his mouth, and his praise, might've been more than enough. But there is no way he's declining his boyfriend's fingers inside him.
And when he's bent over the toilet, it's absurd.
Jongin's slim, slick fingers dive deep into him with just the use of spit. Fucking intently, he sees stars.
There's a tingling sensation that matches the one in his sore throat. It only intensifies this nasty game they're playing.
When all is fucked well and done, and Taeyong's neck aches from being uncomfortably folded in a small space, he stares at Jongin's neck pillow, almost glaringly. It was all worth the pain, but he needs a bit of subsiding. “The least you can do is give me your neck pillow.”
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