Sтяαωвєяяу JєƖƖу [Mιηѕυηg]

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I can never spell tongue correctly on the first try 

^ Including just now 

Jisung pointed excitedly at the newly installed heated pool. "Can we get in? Please!"

Minho pushed his back lightly, gesturing to it. He didn't exactly feel like moving from his seat at the moment. "Go ahead." Jisung pouted and shook his head.

  "Nooooo, I want you to join me." He grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him back and forth.

"Go first baby and I'll join you in a minute, okay?" Jisung pouted but decided to anyway,

He pulled his shirt over his head, ignoring the drooling state his current 'husband' was in from seeing his bare skin. Jisung dropped his pants next, sending Minho a wink before climbing into the pool.

"JISUNG! Why aren't you wear-"

"I like to freeball it or whatever you humans call it." 

Minho opened his mouth to retort but closed it when nothing came to mind. What was he supposed to say?

Jisung felt his muscles loosen from the water. The jets massaging out his back. "This is better than I thought it would be." He leant his head back, getting his silverish hair wet then sat against the edge. He rested his arms on the sides, sending a look to Minho "Get in."

Minho averted his eyes, feeling his cheeks heat up slightly. When Jisung caught his attention again, he swiped his hands through his hair, knowing it was just another way to get him riled up.

And it worked, he was hot - that wasn't a surprise to anyone.

"I'm relaxed but I feel that I'd be even more relaxed if you were sitting on my lap. I know you want to anyway." 

Minho bit his lip out of habit. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"I can feel your lust stirring inside of you as well as all of your impure thoughts . . . You aren't slick, my love." Minho crossed his arms, biting his lip again out of habit. 

"You annoyingly handsome bastard, get out of my head!"

Jisung chuckled "Can't baby. It's not my fault." Minho stared at him blankly, not finding anything funny in this situation. 

"Whatever." He couldn't lie and say he wasn't needy since early morning.

He held eye contact with the demon while he pulled his shirt off. He didn't have the 'powers' that Jisung had but he could tell he was being a pretty big tease. "Minho, hurry the hell up." Just for that he took even longer to pull his pants off, he kept his boxers on of course.

The older climbed up to the steps and hopped in. He sank deeper into the bubbly water until just his eyes were the only thing visible. "I said my lap, didn't I?" Minho sat up then shrugged his shoulders in response. 

"I want to sit here."

Jisung rolled his eyes, "Don't be a brat." He crossed over to Minho's side, wrapping his arms around his waist. The demon buried his nose in his neck, the sweet scent he loved filling his senses once again. Jisung's hands roamed around Minho's back and stomach, his cold hands a big difference from the warm water encasing them.