Faded cries | minsung

🥀Out here forever🥀

They made it to the top floor where a bedroom waited patiently for them, they kissed the whole way there, stumbling across different items and knocking them over.

Minho took his shirt off and tossed it far away, jisung going on the bed smiling and grabbing onto his pants to pull Minho onto the bed as well.

He's never felt so into it before, this intoxicating feeling making his eyes roll and his mouth let out groans against his lips. He could feel Jisung's small gasps against his own, he couldn't take that feeling. He pinned him down and quickly grasped his neck, sucking on the pale skin and making his way to his jaw. All while this was happening, jisung was trying to pull his own skirt down, but Minho held it there with only one hand.

"Keep it on for me baby."

Jisung blushed and moaned out his name when Minho bit down onto his skin. His back arched and his grabbed a hand full of hair, meaning he didn't want the older one to pull away just yet. He knew it would cause his skin to be purple, he knew his wife could see it and know exactly who did it.

"More...make me yours" jisung said and he could feel Minho smiling against his skin.

He would make her see what it felt like, he would feel good for once, without her.

He kept kissing and sucking on his neck until it was covered, layering in purple and red spots from his own lips, he had made him his and he would show it off. Minho's hand slid down his leg and took a hold of the underwear underneath it, tugging on it until it came down his thighs. He threw it away and jisung took off his shirt, tossing it only another pile. All they were left with was pants and a skirt, which Minho intended on keeping.

"Feels like a dream to have your skin against mine..." Minho said lowly and started to unbuckle his pants, jisung widening his eyes again when he looked at the size he was going to have to take. Minho enjoyed that look way too much.

"When I'm done with you I'll make your toys feel like nothing compared to what I can give you..."

"And I'll make any person feel worthless compared to me..." he answered quickly and Minho leaned over and kissed his lips.

"Oh Im already sure of that bunny" he pressed himself between his legs and moaned lowly into Jisung's ear.

"Is that your leg?"

"Not quite" Minho flushed red and started to take off his pants for good this time, now the only thing standing between him and his lover was the skirt.

Jisung had his eyes closed, his body shifting as he expected it to go right in, painfully.

"Can you show me how thigh you are...?"

"You want me to touch myself...in front of you?" He was red and hesitant.

"Show me you can take me...baby"

Jisung lowered his fingers and shyly started to touch himself, one finger being added after another, his body reacting to his motions, his back arched and he bit down his lip harshly.

He could fit at least four fingers inside, so Minho smirked and grabbed a bottle of lube, not once taking his eyes off the man in his sheets. He spread some on his fingers and made sure it was enough to hurt Jisung the least he could.

Jisung then stopped and looked at Minho who walked towards him and got on the edge of the bed.

"Turn around for me baby" he said and Jisung went on all fours, spreading his legs apart and letting his head down onto the pillow.

"Good boy..." he felt his thighs, how gentle they were, how soft and pale. He pulled him close to his lap and pressed himself against his entrance, gasping at the friction it caused.

"Will it hurt..?" he could feel how big he was.

"I'll try to go slow, just take a deep breath for me and tell me when I can go"

Jisung did a few breathing exercises and closed his eyes shut, nodding.

"You can go..." he said and Minho started to push himself inside slowly, the tip not even being halfway in yet. Jisung's grip on the sheets around him tightened and he let out a soft moan. He kept going slowly and jisung continued to wince and groan at the slight pain he felt. He could feel himself being stretched out from the inside and so he let out desperate attempt of a moan to think of something else.

"Are you all the way in?" He rose his head slightly.

"Baby I'm not even half way in yet" Minho proudly pushed farther and jisung shook underneath him, his back arching, trying to take it all in.

"Big.." he muttered and Minho smirked, trying his best not to hurt Jisung. For someone who was inexperienced, he was doing well.

"Just a little more, then I promise you'll feel really good"

"Just push it all at once..please"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." Minho did as he asked and jisung groaned and whimpered loudly when he felt it go all the way inside of him. He cried out and buried his face in the pillow, his legs shacking at the impact.

"We can stop this if you're not ready...are you alright bunny?"

"I-I'm fine, I want this, j-just give me a minute" he said with a barely stable voice and soft tears in his eyes. It took him a little while before his body adjusted right for him, when he started to breath fine again, he nodded.

"You can move."

Minho rolled his hips once into him, making sure to be careful but Jisung still yelled out. This time, it wasn't a wince, it was a moan. Jisung buried his face deep into the pillow and closed his eyes. It was still painful, but the motion sort of helped him feel a small amount of pleasure.

"More" he wanted to feel the rush he just had again, he had to.

Minho did it again but this time he continued and consecutively kept going faster each time. Jisung lost it, he screamed out and rolled his eyes.

Their was no way sex was supposed to feel this good.

Jisung let Minho do what he normally did, but the older one was having trouble himself holding back. He's never wanted someone so badly, to feel his insides and pound into him like this.

"Fuck-" he held his waist, the skirt now being lifted up naturally by the quick movements between them.

Minho moaned against his neck without any shame, practically whimpering out his name.
He suddenly stopped and pulled out.

"A-are you done?-" Minho flipped him around quickly so he would face him and see his exhausted face. Minho smirked when his eyes laid upon it, he'd always wanted to see it this fucked.

He then reinserted himself back in and hit a spot that made Jisung twitch and yell at the same time.

"Are you close baby?"

Jisung nodded profusely and dug his nails in the older's back as he started to pick up a pace again, slamming into him. He couldn't makeout works anymore, it was just screams over moans, over and over again until Jisung hit his climax.

Minho came at the same time and his shaky breaths made him pull away slowly. He looked at Jisung slowly, cupping his face and kissing him.

"Worth it..." the younger one mumbled, smiling.

"What was?"

"Waiting 6 years..."

"To have sex?" Minho questioned but Jisung shook his head.

"No...for this" he pulled Minho onto a slow kiss and smirked against his lips.