𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚎 | 𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕘 ♥︎ ✔️

Eɪɢʜᴛ ᴛʀʏ

♡︎ Eɪɢʜᴛ ᴛʀʏ ♡︎
"Control"

Jisung whines feeling Minho's lips leaving a hickey on his collarbone as his hands hold his wrists on top of his head. He's trapped and under his husband's spell. But damn, he loves it. Specially since he's still wearing his working clothes. A moan scapes his lips when a bite makes its way on his fragile and milky skin.

"Do you know how much I love you?"

"W-Why saying that suddenly?"

Minho shrugs his shoulders, "Felt like it"

As the kisses continue, Jisung can't stop thinking about something he read on that blog the other night.. something about taking control of the situation, being the one in charge for once and ride his husband at his speed, teasing and making him feel frustrated for losing the control for once. To get the dominance..

"Hannie?"

"Hm?" Jisung looks at Minho, going back to reality.

"You okay? You want to stop? You're kinda dozing off.." he looks worried "It's fine if you don't want to continue, maybe the scar is hurting? Maybe you're changing your mind-"

"Wow wow, what the hell?" Jisung frowns confused "What's gotten into you?" his hand reaches for the elder's cheek "My scar hasn't hurt in ages and I told you I wanted this. What's going on inside that pretty big head, huh?"

Minho sighs, "I'm just scared to hurt you or that you maybe feel obligated-"

He isn't even able to finish, his lips are shut by his husband's on top of them, moving slowly, feeling warmth take over them again as the kiss increases and their tongues itch to meet one more time. But before they can, Jisung pulls away, trying to suppress the urge to kiss Minho again when his eyes catch such delightful sight. His husband with shut eyes, lips slightly parted and an extremely relaxed face.

"You won't hurt me, Min. And I want to be with you.. I always want to be with you"

The last sentence gets tattooed in Minho's brain as the pretty boy in front of him sits on his knees with a determinant look. His hands travel to his husband's chest, roaming all over while biting his lip mischievously. Minho smirks at him, letting him take over as he gently lays on the bed with Jisung on top.

"You know" the blue haired speaks up "I read online it's good to change things from time to time"

"Innovation? I like it"

"So" Jisung smirks "How about I'm the one in charge today, huh?"

"In charge?" Minho arches an eyebrow teasing "You wanna top or something?"

"Wait-" Jisung's eyes widen "Would you let me?!" he gasps.

"I've got surgery in two hours, of course not"

"But would you?!"

"I'd think about it, okay?"

"Yay!" the younger claps excited, hips moving along the way and making the friction between their bodies begin.

"Right now, I wanna see how you control me"

Jisung smirks.

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Minho flinches when his husband goes in for his nipples, twitching them through the fabric and grinning devilish. He gently rolls his hips, letting the thin fabric of Minho's uniform help build up the heat. Before the elder can even move his hands to take the shorter boy's waist, his wrists get wrapped around a fabric he isn't able to recognize at first.