𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐎𝐟 𝐀 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐥 ♡ MinSung

Ch. 22

Minho POV

I don't know why I was being so nice to Jisung, especially after he pissed me off by being late, but there was something about the way he looked so scared that made me want to coddle him, almost like a small child. He looked like a small child anyway.

I saw as his eyes sent a small glance in my direction, away from his lap where they were normally placed. I knew he was waiting for me to make a move and start kissing him, but let's be real, that would be hella boring. So, what did I do instead? I made the brilliant decision of teasing him.

I had one hand placed on Jisungs lower thigh as I sat next to him, but it was a perfect opportunity to mess with him slightly.

I started to slide my hand up his leg, further and further, but I never sped up the pace in the slightest. I moved my hand quite slow, observing very closely every move that he made under my light touch. After only a few moments he started to squirm slightly, almost as if he wanted me to move my hand even further but didn't know how to say it.

My hand started to move even further to his upper thigh, feeling him shift his weight while he sat there. I gripped at him slightly harder and saw the way his back stiffened, making me want to play with him more.

I chuckled darkly as I reached his inner thigh about a half inch from his crotch. I knew he was waiting for me to finally close the gap and possibly start touching him, but I wasn't going to give him that very easily.

Instead, I simply turned him on by leaning in super close to his neck under his ear as if to kiss him, and then removed my hand entirely getting up from the couch and stretching my arms. "Y'know? I don't really feel like it." I said innocently.

His eyes got wide and he stared at me in disbelief.

"Well.. unless you want to Jisung.." I said smirking. If we were going to do anything today, I was going to make him ask for it with his own words.

He looked away with a flush face and stood up quickly, taking a few steps away from me. He shrugged. "I don't know."

"It's either yes or no Sungie." I saw the pet name made him panic slightly. "If you don't want to, I can drive you home, but if you do want to.. you have to tell me."

Jisung bit his bottom lip, considering his next actions carefully. He started to nod his head, but only enough for me to tell that he was nodding to say yes.

"What was that Jisung? I didn't hear you ask me. With words." I taunted. I knew it made him feel embarrassed and helpless.

He looked down at his feet shutting his eyes tightly. "Yes. I'dliketostay." he finally spewed out not even pausing for air.

"Stay and do what?" I picked on him even further, "It's a very broad statement Jisung. You have to give details."

"Stay and uhm.. experiment.."

"Experiment with..?"

"You and me and.. us.. you know.." his voice dropped super quiet, "sexually.."

"Okay." I laughed darkly, "I'll give you this one. I think you've been through enough embarrassment for one day, yeah?" I smiled and took a step closer. I could see very clearly that Jisungs entire face looked like a tomato, a dark red haze setting over every facial feature he had.

I reached out to grab his waist and pulled him very close to me, not wasting any time or intimacy on easing into a kiss. I smashed my lips against his and started moving, only to get a weak effort back from him. You could clearly tell he was stiff and I wanted to feel him ease up and melt into me. If this whole arrangement was going to work, he needed to be comfortable with me.

I just had no idea how to do that.

I sat him down on the couch and detached my lips. "You kind if suck at kissing." I said plainly, "You have to let your lips run free Jisung, or it feels terrible for the other person." I explained.

He nodded sheepishly and this time when I leaned in, he was slightly more loose, but but you could still feel that he wasn't necessarily 'at peice' with me and my body. Could I blame him though?

I ran my hands over his outer thighs and lightly brushed my hands over his ass, startling him into opening his eyes and nearly pulling away. I kept moving my hands until they were placed right where I wanted them in the small of his back. I slowly started to get Jisung to begin moving again while I gripped his small waist.

His lips only moved in small motions against mine, while I seemed to be doing most of the work. I had a strong urge to stick my tongue in his mouth and get more aggressive with him, but I knew something like that would scare him away. Instead I took my urges out on the rest of his body by pulling him even further in and groping his ass, causing him to gasp and open his eyes wide.

I returned my hands to his waist only moments later, as if nothing happened, and pushed my hands up his shirt to run circles on his bare skin with my thumb.

It was only now that I was realizing how small his damn waist was. I nearly felt like my fingertips would touch if I held on to him from either side. I pulled away from the kiss with a perplexed look on my face, entirely blown away by the femininity of this man's body. "Were do you store your internal organs? In a fucking backpack?" I asked, lifting his shirt to get a better look.

"What?" Jisung asked, stiffening as I pulled his shirt up, "I store them in my body.. I think.."

"How?!" I asked more loud than I had anticipated for. My face was marked with curiosity and confusion-- as well as I was slightly scared. "There's no room for organs in that! Look at this, I could wrap my hands around you--"

"Ah.. haha.." he said nervously, "I'm not sure then I guess.." he fell into a silence and looked up to make eye contact with me, "Is it a bad thing to look like this?" He asked.

I laughed, "Millions of girls pray for a body like this Jisung.. you should learn how to dress in more your style though."

He looked down at the clothing he was wearing, a dark navy hoodie and some jeans. "Whats wrong with the way I dress?" He asked.

"It's just basic. I can tell that you have a much more intricate personality than your clothes lead to believe." I pointed out, letting his sweater fall back over his stomach from earlier.

I paused for a long moment while he took that in. "Should we fuck now?" I asked right out of the blue a little while later. His eyes widened and he took a small step back, trying to shake his head but not sure if he was allowed to. I laughed at his awkward way of saying, "oh hell no".

"Joke Jisung. It's a joke. I barely feel like having sex, myself." I admitted, "Anyway.. I guess you should leave now? Today's been eventful."

He nodded. "Yeah.."

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