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Ummm - so yeah it's been a little while and I'm still writing what I'm writing soooo

Here's this until I finish my other chapter  

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"Dear diary,

It's now day 16 without dick and I'm starting to lose hearing in my left eye and taste in my right..."

"What're you writing?" Minho jumped in shock, shutting his notebook closed. He took the book and flung it somewhere in his room.

"Nothing!"

Jisung's eyes followed the book as it flew across the room. Minho had practically fallen out of his desk chair to hide whatever was in it. Either way, Jisung didn't care enough to go look in it. "Sure..."

He picked Minho up by the arms and tossed him on the bed. "Jisung! What did I tell you about throwing me around?!" Minho's head was a little too close to the headboard but of course Jisung wouldn't have let him get hurt.

Jisung sat on the bed as well, dropping himself on top of Minho and going limp. He giggled as the male struggled to try and get out from underneath him. "Not to."

"So why do you keep doing it?"

Jisung laid on his back so he could pull Minho closer to his side. "Because I want to." The older rested his head on Jisung's chest...bare chest might he add. "You're so easy to pick up."

Minho placed his hand on Jisung's stomach, absentmindedly tracing over his toned body while he talked.

"And besides...You love when I toss you around, don't you?" Jisung had leaned down and whispered that last part into Minho's ear - effectively turning the male's mind to mush.

"Mhm...hey, Sungie? Can we...?"

Jisung wrapped his arms around his waist, burying his head into Minho's neck. He nosed over the area a few times before littering small kisses and bites onto his sensitive skin. "Can we do what, love?"

Minho hummed quietly at the feeling, eyes closing. He shut his legs tightly, an uncomfortable problem in his sweats already. "I- I want to-" Minho felt Jisung grip onto his waist, fingers starting to feel underneath his shirt.

"Sleep? I'd love to."

The older's eyes snapped open, lifting his head to look at Jisung. "Huh?" That's not what he wanted - far from it actually. He wanted to do something 'active.'

"Sleep. Let's go to sleep." Jisung snuggled into him like how he would usually do when they were about to sleep, the only difference was the playful smirk on his face.

'Not again...'  Minho tried to deal with his 'problem' for about ten minutes but he just couldn't.

Minho wiggled around until he was facing the demon. "Jisung..." He wrapped his arms around Jisung's neck, pouting for the fact that his eyes are closed.

"There's no way you're asleep yet!" He shook the male a few times, whining when he got no response. "Ji!"

"Stop being a brat and take a nap with me."

Jisung turned on his back and pulled Minho to rest on top of him again. "What's the problem?" Hands on the male's thighs knowing exactly what he was doing.

"You know what's the problem. Don't act dumb." Minho placed his hands on his chest, rolling his hips forward onto Jisung's. The younger hissed through his teeth, his grip on Minho tightening. "Please? Come on, you know I can't go to sleep until you fix this."

Whining and begging... two of Jisung's favorite things that Minho was exploiting it at the moment. Jisung loved this game (the one where he'd turn Minho on and then pretend like fucking wasn't his intention) and he wasn't sure if he'd last.

Jisung would try though.

"Are you hungry, baby?" Jisung pushed Minho off his lap, the human falling onto his side. "I'm kind of hungry." Jisung stood and took off for the kitchen with Minho running after him.

"You're hungry?!" Minho jumped onto the counter, grabbing Jisung by his hoodie and pulling him in harshly. He wrapped his legs around the demon's waist so he couldn't leave easily.

"Well then you could..." Minho was desperate and it was obvious. He tilted his head to the side, pulling his collar down to expose his neck. "Please? Go ahead, you have my permission."

Temptations were extremely strong - Jisung could indulge in him just a little. Jisung placed his hands on the marbled table, right beside Minho's hips. He leaned in towards the human's neck, nose just barely touching his skin.

At this point Minho was getting agitated. Whenever he threw himself at the demon like this he wouldn't have to wait for something to happen.

"Sungie...Why're you being like this!" Jisung gripped him by the neck, not tight enough to choke him but tight enough that Minho could feel the pressure - just the way he liked it.

"Calm down, love. No reason to get worked up."

Just being this close to him had the same reaction on Jisung that it always did. He breathed in his scent, teeth grazing over his skin.

"You want this so bad, don't you?"

"Mhm."

Minho felt the younger lick over a part of his neck, he gasped quietly, hands reaching out and clutching onto Jisung's sweater. The demon pretended as if he lost his balance, hand falling onto the bulge in Minho's pants.

"Oops." The small whine that was pulled from Minho was delicious, so much that Jisung almost forgot about his little game.

"You have been a good boy for me lately."

Jisung pretended to contemplate what to do next while Minho pretty much clung to the boy. "I am! I am! So please..."

"Hm...maybe later." Jisung pecked his lips, skipping off to the living room leaving a wide eyed Minho on the counter.

'Are you kidding me?!' The moment he was fully out of the room, Minho covered his face and frustratedly screamed into his hands as well as kicking his legs.

Minho jumped off the counter, standing in front of the tv that Jisung had turned on. "What's wrong baby?" He knew what was wrong, Jisung was eye level with it.

The older didn't answer him, he pushed Jisung back against the couch and climbed onto his lap. "I want you so bad, Sungie. Stop playing with me." Minho rested his forehead against Jisung's shoulder, shaking his arm to get the male's attention.

"Yeah? I'm sorry, Minmin. You know I love teasing you." He ran his hand through Minho's hair, leaning close to kiss his temple. Jisung could feel the male rutting against his thigh - must've been a little too far gone.

"I'll take care of you now, my love."

"I fucking hate you."

Jisung flicked his nose, giving him a look as if telling Minho to calm himself. "Don't talk to me that way...but I love you too~" 

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Yeah so  - Jeongchan next chapter !

I PROMISE

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