the church virgin| l.mh x h.js

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"you want me to finger you?"

minho nodded slowly, and jisung shrugged. "okay. let's go inside." how was jisung not embarassed? minho was red.

he was brought up to jisung's room and awkwardly stood there as jisung sat on his bed.

"shall we get started? take off your pants."

minho unbuttoned his pants, and jisung noted the hesitation. "if you aren't comfortable, we don't have to."

"no, i- i want to." he fully tugged off his pants and sat next to jisung on the bed. "can i start?"

minho nodded, and jisung grabbed his waist to pull him so he laid down. he hovered over him, and slipped his hand in the waistline of his boxers.

"still want to do this?"

"yeah."

he pulled the boxers to minho's ankles and heard a shaky sigh. "talk to me, okay? whatever you need. shit, do you have lube?"

minho nodded and pointed to his closet. "in the box under the clothes." jisung got off him to go to the closet and took out the box.

he found the bottle and went back to him, hovering over him. "it's going to hurt. i'm being completely forward with you. you just have to adjust to it, yeah?"

minho watched as jisung traced his thigh. he felt so scared. "you seem nervous, minho. should we do something else?"

"w-what else is there?"

jisung hummed. "i could eat you out." minho flushed and covered his face with his hands. "you clean?"

minho nodded and jisung smirked. "there's no pain in it if you'd rather me do that."

"yeah, i don't want pain."

jisung laid on the bed next yo him and patted his chest. "come here, then." minho furrowed his eyebrows, straddling jisung's chest.

jisung grasped his hips again, pulling him so the rim hovered over his face. "if you want me to stop, just let me know."

minho bit his lip and jisung spread his legs farther, pulling him down fully. the older glanced down and gulped.

jisung let the tip of his tongue trace around the rim, and heard a gasp. he knew minho would be sensitive since he's never experienced anything sexual.

he sucked on the sensitive hole and heard a sudden cry. he was about to pull off when hands grasped his hair to hold him there.

"i'm g-good-"

minho threw his head back at the pleasure coursing through his body, and jisung was having the time of his life.

he's eating a hot guy out. of course he's happy.

"oh, fuck-"

he gripped the headboard as jisung gripped his thighs, as if he could go down anymore, and gently rocked his hips.

minho inhaled sharply, gasping out. jisung tugged on the skin cautiously, and minho harshly tugged at jisung's hair.

"fuck, fuck, jisung-"

his stomach tightened and he breathed heavily. "jisung, i-" jisung hummed and minho felt it go through his entire body.

jisung knew minho was close, so he pushed his tongue inside. minho cried out in pleasure, gripping the headboard.

he released and jisung swallowed every last drop of it. minho tried catching his breath and got off jisung, collapsing on his chest.

"you alright?"

minho nodded, still in the state of his after-release. "i'm good. i'm great. can you do something else?"

the touch of jisung was driving him crazy. he needed more.

"want to try fingering?"

"okay."

he laid on the bed and jisung hovered over him, grabbing the lube off the side table. he poured some on his fingers and some on the bruised rim.

"i'll go slow, okay?"

minho nodded and winced as a finger began inserting itself into his tight muscle. "don't tense, relax your body."

he felt tears brimming his eyes and shook his head. "i- i can't- i can't-" jisung nodded quickly, pulling out his finger.

"okay? that's fine, minho. you did so well already. just sleep for now. you're probably exhausted."