MINSUNG ONESHOTS

WELL FED

By ideuseok

Summary:
Minho would leave Jisung very well fed.

According to calculations too quick to be done right, Minho and his boyfriend had been together for six years. When they first met, Jisung was not the type to eat well, always skipping meals and forgetting to drink water, and Minho had to remind him to hydrate and eat almost all the time. Despite this very stubborn beginning of the relationship, Jisung ended up being nice and started to obey, he let himself be fed and Minho liked to cut fruits and give them to him in the mouth, the care turned out to be a habit and nowadays it was always like this that Minho made the smallest eat — which was healthy, because junk Jisung ate very well, he even looked like a little ant.

Minho always fed Jisung very well; regardless of what.

"Are you hungry?" The taller man asked with his meek tone, pushing his fingertips against the younger man's cheek who was between his legs, watching an adult cartoon on Netflix. Jisung turned around, his ears turning red the same instant he noticed what Minho was talking about; the blond's thighs almost brushed against his ears, but touched the stems of his glasses, making them crooked, however this was no problem when Minho had a very visible erection in the yellow shorts he wore to bed, he still wore a white blouse that was somewhat tight and highlighted the pectoral that Jisung loved so much.

Jisung nodded, his top teeth biting his bottom lip and the blond grinned, holding him by his bangs to push him away as he sat down on the bed. Minho let go of Jisung and pulled up his blouse a little as he pulled down the shorts he wore, the pink haired man sighed when he saw his cock practically jump out of the fabric, glowing all drooly without even being touched. Han wondered what had left his boyfriend in that state, despite the curiosity explicit in his eyes, he didn't ask the taller guy anything, Minho always told what had made him horny and almost always it was Jisung and his exaggerated expressions.

"Get off the bed" Jisung knew well what that phrase meant, so he hurriedly got on his knees off the bed, standing still with his hands on the edge of it, waiting for the next order from the taller man. Minho jerked for a while, smiling as he saw Jisung's eyes completely locked on himself, mesmerized as if it was the first time he was seeing him like that. The blond stood in the space between the bed and the pinky, which made Jisung get off balance a bit and hold onto the taller man's thick thighs. "Get out of the way, Jisung, I need to get through."

Han pouted, but obeyed before the other gave up. Minho walked past him and opened the closet door, fiddling with one of the boxes where they kept various little things. He came back with an ordinary black leather cuff and Jisung wanted to heckle him about using it, but he kept quiet since he knew that Minho hated this kind of behavior, Minho liked obedience and Jisung would be obedient to him as long as he was spoiled well afterwards. His hands were clasped behind his back, but it was the only thing Minho did to immobilize him.

"Now I'll leave you well fed, okay? Be a good boy and try to drink it all" Jisung nodded hard enough that his hair fell over his eyes and Minho sat on the bed, pulling him up by his hair and once again letting his cock out of his clothes and touching the smaller man's face. Jisung tried to open his mouth to start sucking him, but the slap on his face disoriented him for a few seconds "Did I say I should start?"

"You didn't say..." Jisung pouted trying to soften the larger one but all he got was a threat of another slap by the larger one's foot on his thigh, close enough to his groin to indicate painful punishment.

"Use the color code if you must. Now tell me, what is your safeword?" Minho asked, he was still holding his pink hair tightly, keeping his head turned in his direction. He liked to drive everything and have Jisung look into his eyes, but he always needed to fuck him for that, but at that moment Minho didn't want to fuck Jisung.