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Changbin looked up to see Jisung and Minho and his eyebrows shot up. "Oi, make sure you use protection on the boy!" He called.
"You exposed us all, pizza chin!" Jisung retorted rolling his eyes. "Actually, can't say I'm not happy."
He took Minho to his room and locked the door behind him, automatically making the brunette nervous out of his wits. "Um.. Jisung, what're you-"
Minho was cut off by the rapper when he was pulled into a heated kiss, feeling two strong arms slip around his waist. He immediately responded, one hand coming to Jisung's shoulder and the other into his hair, tugging lightly.
Jisung had slipped his tongue in, but to his surprise, he found Minho beginning to dominate him, his current aura completely different from the blushing boy on the street. Minho's tongue swiftly explored his wet cavern before breaking away and trailing light kisses down to his neck, sucking and nipping the tender skin until it left a burning mark.
"M-Minho, not so many.." Jisung mumbled.
Of course he wouldn't create too many. The boy was a celebrity, after all.
Minho pushed the younger to the bed, the latter's back hitting the mattress as the dancer began taking his shirt off, revealing a lean, muscular torso. He dived down, grinding and rolling his hips against Jisung, drawing a low moan from him.
"Hyung, just get on with it already," Jisung whined.
"Oh? Hyung, hm?" Minho smirked. "I am older, but no need to call me Hyung in bed, kitten."
Covering his flushed face, Jisung mumbled something, but Minho only caught part of it. "..ou d-daddy?"
"Can't hear you, talk louder."
Jisung visibly swallowed. "C-can I call you daddy?"
"Fuck, call me anything you'd like, baby."
The brunette suddenly forced the other's shirt from his body, his lips hovering above his skin as he traveled down to Jisung's pants, licking his lips upon seeing a bulge straining against the fabric.
He took the zipper in his teeth and pulled them down, slipping Jisung's pants down and palming his erection through his boxers, a whimper audible.
"P-please, stop teasing.."
"Gosh, what are you so needy for?" Minho chuckled, slowly tugging the last piece of clothing down. "I'm not going anywhere, everything is yours."
The rapper's cock sprung up, pulsing and leaking. Minho bent down, beginning to suck on the tip while rubbing his hand up and down the base. Jisung's back arched at the action, squeezing his eyes close.
Minho began humming, letting his voice vibrate as he slowly began bobbing his head, taking in Jisung's entire length. The latter couldn't help but buck his hips, making Minho gag slightly as he hit the back of his throat, tears forming at the corners of his eyes.
The older backed away, using his own saliva as he began slicking up his fingers.
"Kitten, spread your legs," Minho instructed. "I'm going to prep you."
