Nomin Special

[Continues after Chapter 7]

JENO rushes inside his small house he shares with Jaemin, and just prays he's not awake. He opens the door, and quickly sneaks in shutting it behind him. It was pitch black inside, the only thing he could see was the candle he lit this morning. He gave a silent sigh as he realized Jaemin probably wasn't home yet, and took off his jacket. He almost jumped out of his skin when a sudden light was turned on, and froze in his spot.

"Where were you?" Jeno was shocked as he looked up, and there he saw a hostile faced Jaemin.

The question sounded more like a statement than a question, and knees went jelly at the dark look on Jaemins face, and dropped his jacket on accident.

"I-I was just with Mark." Jeno whispers.

His hands become sweaty as Jaemin steps closer, and he holds them in a weak fist. He looks away from Jaemin's deep stare, and feels his cheeks heat up. Jaemin comes almost to close, and he steps back but is quickly met with the door. He gets so close Jeno could feel his breath on his skin.

"Where did you go?" Jaemin asks lowly.

Jeno then feels a hand cup his face, and slowly turn it to meet Jaemins. Jeno felt his face being swayed left to right, and he saw Jaemins eyes look over him.

"T-the.....courthouse." Jeno says, and Jaemins eyes widen.

"The courthouse!?" Jaemin raises his voice and Jeno flinches. "You went on the Socs turf? You know how dangerous that is!?" The grip on Jeno's lower jaw was getting tighter, and Jeno struggled a bit.

"Yes— but Jaemin Mark had a good idea and it played out—" Jeno tries to quickly explain as he grasp the wrist of the hand holding him.

"I don't care if Mark had an idea! You risked your life just by stepping on their grass!" Jaemin cut him off, and that's when the rough grip on Jeno's face disappeared.

A hand then grabbed his wrist and harshly pulled him away from the door. Jeno tried to protest, but the grip was tight and he had no strength at the moment to pull away. He was dragged into their room, and thrown onto the bed. His heart then began to pace as he watched Jaemin take off his shirt.

"Jaemin—" Jeno tries again, but is quickly shut off.

"Strip." Jaemin demanded, and Jeno gulped at the tone.

Jeno slowly started to get rid of his clothes as he took off his shirt first, Jaemin watched him. Those eyes pierced right through Jeno, and he couldn't help but feel subconscious.

"S-stop staring." Jeno whispers, looking away as he undoes his jeans.

"Well maybe if you weren't taking so long I wouldn't have to." Jaemin growls, and gets impatient as Jeno fumbles.

He huffs as he pushes Jeno back onto the bed, stopping his movement. He can see Jeno's body shaking, almost in fear, and he couldn't help but get hard at it. He loved to see Jeno underneath him, quivering at his touch. He knew that only he could see Jeno like this, nobody else.

"You know what I'm tired of Jeno, I'm tired of you going around with other people." Jaemin starts, and takes off Jeno's jeans in a whiff. "I'm almost annoyed by it, and tonight you have reached my last limit."

Jaemin leaned over Jeno, with a teasing look in his eyes. Jeno's eyes were wide, and he was already panting. He was stripped from his clothing, leaving him in just his boxers. He felt exposed in front of the other, and his cheeks heated up in embarrassment.

"Don't be embarrassed love, it's not the first time I've seen you undone like this." Jaemin whispers as he leans in close.

Lips then connect with Jeno's, and he is quick to return the kiss. It's not long before it becomes heated, and they fight for dominance. It was already known Jaemin would win, as Jeno was already submitting at this moment. They pull away, Jeno left breathless as Jaemin leans close to his jaw.

Rough kisses run down his neck, and he pulls at the others hair. He gives a low whimper as he feels teeth bite down on his collarbone skin. Jaemin pulls away, seeing the already red turning dark spot. He looks over at the other, seeing the plump lips, breathless look, half lidded eyes, and messy hair. He felt his member twitch at it, and he growls in frustration as he removes the others boxers.

Jeno gasp as the cold air hits his member, and tries to cover himself quickly. He's quickly stopped though as Jaemin grabs his wrist, and their pushed above his head. Jeno gives a weak whine in protest, squirming in discomfort. He looks at Jaemin in desperation, but all he can see are those dark eyes scanning him up and down. It almost looked like he was getting ready to pounce on his prey.

Jaemin then gathered Jeno's wrist in one hand, and leaned over to the side table. Opening the drawer, he grabbed something that Jeno couldn't see. Jaemin then brought it above him, and Jeno knew almost immediately what it was as it wrapped around his wrist.

"Wait don't—" Jeno tries as he moves.

"Shut up." Jaemin says, and Jeno shuts his mouth instantly at the harsh demand.

His wrist were now tied to the bed, and he couldn't use them anymore. His legs were too spread around Jaemins waist, and he felt uncomfortable as he lies completely bare in front of the other. His heart was pounding in his ears, and he gave a low whine of dissatisfaction.

He couldn't even look at Jaemin anymore, he was so ashamed, so he looked away. He bit his lip as he felt large hands grasp his thigh, and held himself back from making a noise. He then felt a hand leave his thigh, and grab his face. Turning it towards Jaemin, he made eye contact with him. Those brown orbs had a glare to them, and he gulped dry at it.

"If you don't look at me doll, I'll make this night even more unforgettable than it will be." Jaemin says darkly, and the hand pulled away from his thigh.

"Jaemin please..." Jeno whined, and he didn't even know what he was whining for.

"Please what baby." That voice rang through Jeno's ears, and he opened his mouth to speak but no words came out.

"Jeno, speak." Jaemin demanded, and Jeno put his hands into a tight fist.

"Please touch me." Jeno begged, and the smirk on Jaemins face was enough to make him moan the slightest.

"Gladly." Jaemin whispers, and the hand on his face disappears.

Jeno felt those large hands return to his body, and he gasp. The feeling of them running down and up made him moan breathily. He wanted Jaemin to hurry now, feeling needy as he squirms underneath him.

"Feeling needy now are we?" Jaemin whispers deeply, and Jeno whines.

Jeno bucks his hips suddenly as he feels Jaemin grasp around his member. He gives a low shaky moan as Jaemin hovers over him. Jaemin begins stroking him, and Jeno throws his head back pleasure. He gives moans here and there, Jaemin watching him with dark eyes. Jeno feels close, and he arches his back off the bed feeling it.

"Jaemin— I'm—" Jeno tries to speak, but his voice is stuck in his throat.

Jaemin speeds up his pace, and Jeno gives panty moans as he feels his limit. He finally releases, and gives a loud moan as he feels his body hit a high. His head becomes fizzy, and his body slowly becomes restless.

He watches Jaemin reach over to the side table again, and he hears something being open. He blinks his blurry vision away, but next thing he knows his legs are being hosted onto shoulders. His eyes widen as he feels a finger poke his entrance, and tenses up.

"Relax." He hears a low voice whisper above him, but his body doesn't seem to want to.

The finger pushes in slowly, almost painfully slow. Jeno gives a low moan, biting down on his lip. Another finger is added, and he throws his head back at the feeling. The fingers scissor him, and it was almost painful as he shuts his eyes.

Not long after, they pull out and Jeno gives a exhale of a breath he didn't even know he's been holding. He then feels the rope around his wrist disappear, and he hands fall upon Jaemins shoulders.

He then widens his eyes as he feels Jaemin line up with him. Jeno's muscles tense up, and he guessed Jaemin noticed because he feels kisses being placed on his neck.

"Just relax." Jaemin says against his skin.

Jeno tries to, but it seems his nerves always get the better of him as he feels panic rise. His heart pounds loudly, and he feels Jaemin hush softly. He pants are uneven, and he grasp Jaemins broad shoulders in fear.

"Jeno, I won't do it until you calm down." Jaemin says.

"I'm trying, just do it." Jeno whispers breathlessly.

"No, it'll only hurt more." Jaemin argues, and Jeno gives a huff of frustration.

"Jaemin just do it!" Jeno whines.

Jaemin furrows his eyebrows, but non the less he lean close. Slowly pushing in, Jeno grits his teeth together. The pain hits him like a truck, and he gives a pained moan. He didn't feel pleasure at all, but finally he felt Jaemin stop. Which meant he was fully in, and Jeno felt tears threaten his eyes.

"Tell me when baby." Jaemin whispers.

"Move." Jeno chokes out.

Jaemin moves slowly painfully at first, which made Jeno close his eyes tightly. After a few thrust, he finally felt himself adjust, and he dug his nails into Jaemins shoulders. He gave soft moans here and there, feeling the pleasure mix in with the pain. Jaemin must've noticed because he picked up the pace, and Jeno's moans got louder by the second.

Jeno arches his back off the bed, and throws his head back in pleasure. His pulls at the others hair, feeling Jaemin go deeper with every thrust. Jaemin then hit something that send Jeno off the edge with a loud moan.

'Found it.' Jaemin through to himself.

He started angling so that he'd hit that spot with every one of his thrust, and Jeno swore he started seeing stars. His moans began to get gradually louder by each thrust, and he felt his body being tested its limits at the seems. He finally felt the knot in his stomach, and knew he was very close.

"Close—!" Jeno gasped out, holding the other close.

"Lets come together." Jaemin panted out, picking up his pace.

Jeno opened his mouth in shock, and through his head back giving a loud moan. Hitting his orgasm felt like hitting the highest high, and he blacked out for a mid second. Jaemin came as well, and he felt all the hot liquids enter his body. It felt like a heat wave almost, and his body went weak. He gave short pants, still in a frenzy.

"You did so well." Jaemin whispered in his ear as he pulled out, and Jeno felt a kiss placed on his temple.

Jaemin climbed over him, getting a towel from the bed pole. Cleaning himself, and Jeno, he takes the other restless body in his arms. Both exhausted as they laid in silence, they closed their eyes.

"You feel okay?" Jaemin asks softly, fixing the others hair gently.

"Mhm." Jeno hummed, eyes closed as he felt tired.

"I love you." Jaemin says, holding the other close.

"I love you too." Jeno mumbles out.

-THE END-