A crown or this? | minsung

🌙la vie en rose

Minho shut the door behind him and Jisung nervously sat on the bed, his shirt dipping past his shoulder.

"What now?" That was the ultimate question. Where do you start in a situation like this?

"Well you can stop tensing...relax your body" Minho touched his shoulder but he flinched.

"I cant..."

"It's alright, we can take our time, would laying down help you?"

"Maybe..." Jisung mumbled and laid down, his hands falling on his stomach and his eyes closing. "No this is worst" he got up and sighed deeply.

"You're thinking too much about it" Minho chuckled and laid a hand on the younger's thigh gently. "Do not think with your head when you do this, you move with your body...when it feels good, your mind doesn't matter, it's your eyes that will show me, the way your legs tense, the way your breath hollows on me..."

"K-keep speaking..." Jisung said calmly and his body seemed to be better. Minho hovered over him and Jisung let himself slid on his back.

"I brought you some things...I was going to give you, but I forgot. Now seems like the right time." he pulled something out of his pocket, the golden chain dangled above his nose.

"A necklace?" He took it and saw the beautiful pattern on it.

"I have this one" he showed the one under his shirt, it was a silver necklace, a moon at the end of it. Jisung took his and watched the golden sun at the end as he smiled. "And you have yours..."

"This is very kind of you...thank you" he put it on and watched it dangle on his chest. "Does it look good?" It matched his darker complexion perfectly.

"Very..." Minho bent down and kissed his neck slowly, the warmth of his skin sending chills down his own spine. "Now there is another thing, specialty of the north" he said between kisses and Jisung smiled.

"What might that be?"

"It is to help you, if we do this" he pulled out a bottle and showed it to Jisung.

"What is it?"

"It's a lubricant, it will help your pain"

"I've never heard of it, I do not think it is common here"

"That would add up" Minho sighed and placed it next to them on the bed, while jisung looked deep into his eyes. "Can I...?" Minho held his shirt and Jisung nodded, watching him take it over his head and throw it on a nearby chair.

"I know I've already seen you...all of you, but this feels more..." jisung blushed.

"Intimate? That is because it is" Minho pulled down his pants slowly, watching to make sure his eyes were still on him. They were quickly both left with only their underwear, a thin fabric covering them.

"Can't we just get it over with?" Jisung said impatiently, clearly worried to death.

"That's the difference between having sex and making love jisung, just trust me on this one."

Jisung sighed and nodded, closing his eyes slightly.

Minho took his underwear off and as a reflex, Jisung trembled slightly, the past traumas guiding his body to run away.

"I want to show you that it can feel good, but I won't do anything to you if you look this terrified of me my love..."

"Its very difficult for me...I'm sorry"

"Don't apologize...now, can I touch you?" Minho played with the hem of Jisung's waist band and tugged at it. The younger seemed to freeze before nodding.