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“Can you guys both shut the fuck up?! Like can we please have some peace and quiet for once?” Jaemin yelled frustrated.
Jisung and Chenle’s smiles dropped. They stared at him blankly and watched him storm out of the living room and into his bedroom down the hall, slamming the door behind him. The two boys just looked at each other not knowing where that came from.
“What the hell..” Chenle said under his breath.
This isn’t the first time these outbursts have happened in the past few months. Everyone has notice how angry and particularly how snappy Jaemin has become. It’s normal to an extent, but this, as a matter of fact, is not normal. Yelling at any minor inconvenience and then not letting anybody talk to him afterwards. It’s caused everyone to be confused, concerned, and most of all upset.
The first time this happened was at dinner after they were done with their concert. The members were eating, talking, and having a few drinks. It was all going well until Jaemin brought up how he was still upset about something from their trainee days. Haechan decided to tease him about it not knowing what was to come. Jaemin snapped out of his skin and left the table to go to the bathroom. The table full of members and managers were stunned and were rendered silent.
All eyes went to Haechan after a few moments, “I didn’t mean to. I didn’t know he was going to lose his shit.”
The second time was during their Saturday movie night. It was only Jaemin, Jeno, and Jisung sitting in the living room at first and Jaemin had taken his spot on the corner of the L shaped couch. He got up to get some candy from the kitchen and when he got back Chenle was in his spot. Jaemin sighed angrily and asked Chenle to get out of his spot.
“You weren’t sitting here.” Chenle said as he pulled a blanket over himself.
“Yes, I was. Now move!” Jaemin yelled.
Chenle kept his spot and Jaemin got pissed, “Why does no one in this fucking house listen to me?!”
Jaemin fled the living room, candy in hand, and slammed the bedroom door. The movie was paused by now and Jeno looked at Chenle like he was the one who did something wrong.
These moments have been happening pretty much every other day for the past three months and no one knows what happening. They all hope they can wait it out.
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Jaemin can’t seem to orgasm. It’s not like he’s never done it before, but recently it’s been extremely hard to even get close. Countless nights of a sopping wet pussy and no orgasm could only hold him off for so long. It didn’t bother him at first, but as Jaemin continued to get more and more pent up he got frustrated.
It’s not like he’s hasn’t tried to cum. He just can’t seem to get there no matter what he tries. It always a lost cause. He feels in growing and growing and then he chases the feeling, but then it dissipates.
The dorm is vacant except for him. Two fingers are deep inside him and playing with the most sensitive spot he can reach. He’s practically dripping at this point and he can hear the squelching of his pussy. His head is thrown back and he’s panting heavily. A moan slips out of his lips involuntarily before he starts moving his hand a bit faster.
A deep whine and then a soft breathy, “Fuck.”
Then he feels the need grow. His lower abdomen is on fire with want and it’s growing by the second. Jaemin chases the feeling going faster and harder until…
nothing.
“Ughhh!” Jaemin groans.
He mentally punches himself in the head, but moves to a different position anyways. He sticks his ass up in the air and pushes his head into the pillow. He sticks his fingers back inside himself and winces at his now cold fingers. He moves his hips forward and backwards and sighs at the feeling, but the angle isnt quite right and air is building up inside him.
Next, he tries to grind against his pillow. He knows his pussy will get the fabric wet, but god this is the best thing he’s tried all night. The friction is higher and less slippery and he feels like he could totally get to the end with this one.
He imagines long, lean fingers wrapping around his waist and he grinds his hips. He hears a voice in his head calling out to him.
Don’t chase it baby, just feel.
“Mmm.” Jaemin hums and then he hears he jingle of keys in the door and the twist of a lock.
Jaemin stalls and couldn’t be more annoyed. It’s not like he was gonna get his big O anyway. He stands up and catches a glimpse of himself in the mirror. Flushed pink cheeks, a sheen of sweat across his chest and neck, and hair that looks like it hasn’t been brushed in 2 days. He heads to the bathroom and steps into the shower as he hears the giggles of Chenle down the hall.
——
It’s a few weeks later when it’s just him and Jeno in the apartment. Jeno is doing playing a game on his phone in the living room and Jaemin is lying on his bed with the door open. God, he’s pent up. He can feel the wetness in his underwear growing by the second even though nothing is there to turn him on.
Suddenly, Jaemin hears footsteps approaching his bedroom and Jeno’s head pops in through the door.
“Can I come in?” Jeno asks.
He nods and Jeno goes to sit on the edge of Jaemin’s bed. They’re both silent for a moment before Jeno speaks.
“Do you promise to be honest with me?”
Jaemin is slightly taken aback but then agrees, “Always.”
“What’s been bothering you? Like genuinely? We all feel like you’re mad at us and we didn’t even do anything wrong. You’ve turned into someone angry and we just want Jaemin back.”
Jaemin sighs, no way he can just tell his best friend of 10 years that he’s been sexually frustrated nonstop for months now. He’s silent for a moment trying to think of the right words.
“I, uhm, I’ve been, sorta, you know, pent up?”
“What do you mean by that?” Jeno asks confused.
Jaemin groans and gets snappy again, “I’m fucking horny and I can’t do anything about it because I can’t fucking cum! How about that?!”
Jeno stares at him and blinks. Jaemin just hides his face in his hands and sighs angrily. He can’t figure out his emotions and whether or not he wants to be mad, humiliated, or horny.
Jeno is shocked at himself when he says, “Uh, do you want help? You totally don’t have to say yes, obviously, but like I could try..?”
Jaemin looks up at Jeno with wide boba eyes, “Are you serious right now? Like you’re being so so serious?”
“I’m serious. I wanna help you.”
Jaemin thinks for another moment, “You’re gonna be disappointed. I’ve never been able to get there with someone else either.” He stares just up and down thinking about when Jeno got so sexy, “but if you want to make an attempt, then sure.”
Jeno nods and then says Jaemin has to leave the room for a few moments. Jaemin is confused on why, but when he steps back into the bedroom the lighting is dimmed to a salt lamp in the corner and there’s soft music playing in the background. Jaemin sighs fondly and smiles when Jeno brings him closer to the bed.
“Can I kiss you?” Jeno asks nervously to which Jaemin nods at.
Jeno cups the side of his face before leaning in slightly. Jaemin meets him in the middle and finally gets a taste of those soft lips. Jaemin’s hands instinctively wrap around Jeno’s neck. It grows deeper and Jaemin feels the wetness slowly return to his pants. If Jaemin had to describe the kiss in one word it would be right. The kiss felt perfect, Jeno was perfect, everything was perfect.
As the kiss deepened more they moved onto the bed. Jaemin’s tongue asked for permission to Jeno’s mouth which was happily granted. Their tongues touched and the feeling made Jaemin go crazy. Jeno pulled away for air and they both caught their breath before Jeno asked to take off Jaemin’s shirt. Jaemin nods quickly and then practically rips his shirt off. Jaemin then pulls Jeno back into a kiss.
They make out for a while and slowly take off each piece of clothing except their underwear. Jeno sits up to look at Jaemin lying beneath him. His skin is golden and has an orange hue under the light of the salt lamp. His lips are swollen and he’s panting, chest rising up and down, and he’s looking into Jeno’s eyes so passionately Jeno thinks he might burst.
“Are you ready?” Jeno asks rubbing up and down Jaemin’s sides which makes Jaemin squirm.
“Yeah, I am.”
“Okay, what do you like?”
Jaemin freezes at the question. What does he like? Jaemin’s mouth opens and then closes again, “I, uhm,” another pause, “I usually just do whatever. I don’t have a preference.”
Jeno raises an eyebrow, “Really? Everyone has a preference.”
“I really don’t know then…”
Jeno smiles softly and then leans to peck Jaemin on the mouth, “Well, just tell me if you don’t like anything then.”
Jeno then proceeds to kiss down Jaemin’s neck and Jaemin tilts away to give more access. Jeno gets to a spot right under Jaemin’s ear and he hears the younger’s breath hitch slightly. He continues to work at that spot softly and pays close attention to Jaemin’s breathing while he sucks a small hickey. He then moves over various parts of Jaemin’s neck, shoulders, and throat until he starts moving lower.
The kisses venture down Jaemin’s chest and over his nipples which earns him a gasp. He sucks slightly until they’re perky and sensitive. Lower towards his stomach which tickles and makes the younger wiggle. Jeno kisses over Jaemin’s happy trail as he grabs the sides of Jaemin’s underwear.
“Can I?” Jeno questions as he pulls away for a second.
A breathless Jaemin nods and then looks at Jeno as the other slides his panties down his soft legs. It only reveals Jaemin’s dark pubic mound until Jeno slowly parts his legs. Unlike Jaemin was hoping, the kisses don’t land on his clit. They end up traveling to his inner thighs and the warm breath coming from Jeno’s mouth is intoxicating against his skin. Jaemin doesn’t know how, but he gets in his head randomly.
He starts thinking about his body and every small detail of it. Thinking about whether or not he should’ve shaved, does he smell alright and clean, should he have worn fancier panties for this? To be fair, Jaemin didn’t have time to prepare for this really and none of this mattered to Jeno. However, it takes a minute for Jeno to snap him out of it.
“Jaem?”
Jaemin startles back to the present and looks at Jeno’s concerned features. He must have been unresponsive for a bit.
“Is something wrong? We can stop.”
“What? No!” Jaemin cringes at how eager he sounded, “No, I want to keep going. I’m sorry I just got distracted.”
“Alright, just focus on me, okay?”
Jaemin nods as Jeno inches his way near his groin. Again, the kisses don’t land on his clit and he groans impatiently. It’s like Jeno is trying to tease him and make him as worked up as possible. Could Jeno not tell his was dripping wet? His thoughts get cut off again by a wet tongue sliding over his hole. He gasps and it turns into a whine when he feels his clit get licked.
Jaemin’s hands move into Jeno’s hair as he watches him tentatively. He really wants to watch, but god, he wants to throw his head back to moan and pant heavily. He feels a bit awkward making noise, so he ends up just biting his lip hard and pulling harder at Jeno’s soft strands. Jeno must’ve noticed because he gives one last suck before telling Jaemin he can make noise and that he doesn’t mind. Can this kid read his mind?
“I mind though.”
“Trust me, it’ll help if you fully relax. You’re so tense right now.” Jeno assures him and he holds Jaemins waist softly.
“I’ll try.”
Then, the licking and sucking is back so fast that Jaemin can’t help himself. He moans into the room and he feels Jeno freeze slightly underneath him before continuing and sucking a bit harder. The sound that came from Jaemin just now made Jeno melt inside and grow harder on the outside. It was so pretty and shaky and beautiful. Jeno grinds his hips against the bed to try and get rid of his growing erection. This isn’t about him and getting hard is just gonna make him too rough for Jaemin right now.
“Mmm, fuck.” Jaemin moans.
It goes like this for a while and then Jeno add a finger into Jaemin’s sopping wet pussy. The pace is slow but precise. Jaemin feels his g-spot getting rubbed every time Jeno’s fingers go inside him. Jeno pulls his mouth away to focus on fingering Jaemin. That’s when Jaemin truly started to fall apart.
“Oh god, fuck, baby.” The name slipped out without even thinking. His breathing was heavy and that’s when he felt it. The signs of a well needed orgasm. He chases the feeling and it grows larger until it just stops. He puts his hand over his mouth and tears up. He’s just so frustrated and he needs this so bad. Jeno notices his change in demeanor.
“What happened baby?” The nickname returned into the air. It speaks volumes and something that’s been simmering for years goes into a full boil.
Jaemin has soft tears on his face, “I felt it, but then it went away. It’s always what happens.”
“Baby, don’t chase it. Just let it happen. You’re forcing it too much. It won’t happen if you force it.”
Jaemin looks to the side and sniffles. Jeno pulls his fingers out of Jaemin’s hole and cups the side of his face with his clean hand. “Just let it happen Jaem. Your body doesn’t like it when you chase it.”
He waits for consent from Jaemin before putting his fingers back into his wet pussy. Jaemin doesn’t seem as sensitive anymore at first, but the more Jeno moves his fingers the more Jaemin seems to enjoy it. Jaemin’s breathing gets faster.
“That’s it baby. Just relax.” Jeno says as he nails Jaemin’s sweet spot.
“Ahh, fuck, Jen, baby.”
The fingers inside him keep moving and Jaemin grips at the sheets underneath him. Jeno places a sweet kiss on his thigh and pays attention to Jaemin’s body language. Jaemin feels it again and this time he doesn’t try to chase it, but it gets so overwhelming.
A strangled gasp and a shaky moan has Jeno talking him through it, “Mm, just like that baby. Let it come to you. It’ll happen don’t worry.”
Another moan and a bite on the lip, “Jen, Jen, I’m gonna- mmm!”
Jeno keeps his pace, “Yeah, you’re gonna cum baby? Let yourself cum.”
Then it hits. The most breathtaking, intense, and endless orgasm Jaemin has ever had. A drawn out, shaky moan comes out of him as Jeno continues to move his fingers inside him. Jeno lets him ride out his orgasm until he’s left with the sweet, hazy afterglow.
Jeno slowly pulls his fingers out as he watches Jaemin cover his face with his hands and close his legs. Jaemin catches his breath and pulls his arms away so he can look at Jeno. A small smile is planted on Jaemin’s flushed face and his pussy feels wonderfully pounded. A happy sigh escapes his lips.
Without saying anything Jaemin pulls Jeno down for a deep kiss. He then starts pecking all around Jeno’s face and a couple more on his lips.
“Thank you so much.” Jaemin says and that’s when he notices the bulge in Jeno’s underwear. They both weren’t planning on truly fucking. Jaemin just had Jeno underdress because he wanted him to and to set the mood. Jaemin immediately springs into action.
“Let me help you.”
“Jaemin, no. You don’t have to do that.”
“Well, you helped me. I want to help you.”
Jeno cocks his head at Jaemin while the younger gives him a form of puppy eyes. Jeno sighs and agrees. Jaemin happily kisses him again and then turns around a sticks his perky ass in the air. He turns and looks at Jeno.
“Come on baby. Fuck me.”
Jeno pulls down his briefs and then pauses and pushes Jaemin’s ass down so his on his knees.
“We need lube.”
“No we don’t, I’m ready please.”
Jeno is stunned at the sudden eagerness of Jaemin, but then he realizes that Jaemin is probably in the best mood he’s been in a while. He doesn’t blame him, but he’s not going to fuck Jaemin without proper lubricant.
Jeno goes to his room and grabs some lube from the bedside table. Jeno goes back to find Jaemin under a blanket and staring at the salt lamp in the corner of the room. He perks up when he notices Jeno is back.
Jeno gets under the covers with Jaemin and they face each other. Jeno puts some lube onto his cock and gives it a few tugs groaning in the process. Jaemin watches him intensely before Jeno lifts his leg up. Jeno aligns himself with Jaemin’s pussy and then slowly pushes the head in. Jaemin gasps as Jeno lets out a low groan. Jaemin is so tight and warm and it’s all he needed.
“Fuck, baby.” Jeno says as he looks deeply into Jaemin’s dark orbs.
“Fuck me, baby.” Jaemin replies pulling Jaemin in for a kiss as Jeno bottoms out.
Both of them don’t know where all this ‘baby’ talk is coming from, but neither of them are mad about it. Jeno pulls his hips back and then thrusts back into Jaemin so he can get used to the feeling. Jaemin gasps into his mouth and bits his lip at the feeling. After a while Jeno thrusts get into a true rhythm. It’s not too slow and not too fast and Jaemin feels all hot and bothered the way Jeno’s dick rubs against his walls.
To the both of them they haven’t seemed to be fucking very long, but in reality it’s been 20 minutes. 20 whole minutes of moaning, the squelching of their genitals meeting, and the sounds of them kissing. Jeno is starting to feel on edge and he knows it won’t be long until he cums. Jaemin on the other hand is just happy to be there and isn’t worried about getting another orgasm out of himself. However, when Jeno lets out a deep groan and says he’s gonna cum it pushes Jaemin over an edge he didn’t know was there.
“Oh god fuck!” Jaemin says as his raised leg shakes as he cums for a second time.
Jeno pulls out and cums across Jaemin’s stomach. They both decide that they’re done and kiss each other for what feels like the billionth time.
“I love you.” Jaemin says as he kisses Jeno’s cheek.
“I love you too Jaemin.”
——
“Good morninggggg!” Jaemin cheerily walks into the living room and greets everyone.
“God, Jeno. What did you do to him?” Renjun asks.
“I helped him. That’s what yall wanted me to do right?”
“Yeah, but you made hime a little too cheery, don’t ya think?”
That’s when Jaemin comes over to Jeno and kisses him deeply on the lips.
“No, not at all.” Jeno smiles and walks with Jaemin to the kitchen and leaves Renjun and the others stunned in the main room.