Cold Hands, Warm Heart ✧ Minsung ✧

#62

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The night of Jisung's audition took them to District 9 one more time, they were celebrating Jisung's getting accepted at JYP.

Jisung was glowing in happiness, he may have or  may have not took a little bit too much of alcohol.

"Mmh, Min... Since you're my boyfriend now..." Jisung said, his cheeks turning pink. "Will you help me practice kisses?"

"Of course, it would be my pleasure," Minho replied, leaning closer to the younger boy.

Jisung took a step back, feeling nervous. "Ahn.. Do you want to go to my place?" he asked shyly.

Minho smirked, understanding Jisung's intentions. "I'd love to," he replied.

Jisung and Minho finished their drinks and decided to leave District 9. They walked to Jisung's place, holding hands, and giggling like teenagers.

Once they arrived at Jisung's place, he invited Minho to take a seat and he sat down next to Minho, taking a deep breath to gather his courage.

Leaning in closer, Jisung mustered the confidence to speak his mind. "I wanted to kiss you all night," he confessed, his eyes locked with Minho's.

Minho chuckled warmly, his eyes filled with adoration. "Why didn't you do it then, baby?" he teased gently leaning closer.

Jisung pouted, his shyness evident on his face. "I couldn't do it in public. I'm just too shy," he explained, feeling a mix of embarrassment and longing.

Minho reached out and cupped Jisung's cheek affectionately. "You don't have to be shy with me, Jisung. I'm here for you," he reassured him, his voice filled with sincerity.

Jisung's cheeks flushed deeper, a shy smile playing on his lips. "Thank you," he whispered.

Leaning in, Minho closed the distance between them and gently pressed his lips against Jisung's. The kiss soon became passionate as Minho pressed the back of the boy against the couch. "Can I touch you, baby?" he asked, licking the younger's sweet lips.

Jisung blushed, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. He nodded, his heart racing. "Yes," he whispered, his voice filled with anticipation.

Minho lifted Jisung's shirt, his fingers gliding over the warmth of his skin, tracing the contours of his waist and counting the delicate ridges of his ribcage. "Fuck, you're perfect," he breathed, his lips finding their way to Jisung's, leaving a trail of kisses and gentle nips along his neck.

Jisung attempted to voice his thoughts, but his mind was clouded by desire and conflicting emotions. "Min, just... mmh~" His words trailed off, lost in the intoxicating sensation of Minho's lips and touches.

Minho sensed Jisung's struggle, his dominance giving way to a tender understanding. He paused, his lips lingering near Jisung's ear, his voice filled with reassurance. "I know you're not ready," he whispered, his warm breath sending shivers down Jisung's spine.

Jisung's heart raced, his body responding to Minho's every touch. "Min, please... mmh~" he gasped, his mind a whirlwind of sensations as Minho continued to explore his body with fervor.

Minho's hold tightened on Jisung, his desire evident, but his respect for Jisung's boundaries unwavering. "I won't go any further, baby," he murmured, his voice laced with a mixture of longing and restraint, throwing all younger's clothes away. "Unless and... only if you want to go further..."

Jisung have to stop what they're doing, but 'does he want that to stop?'. At that point he didn't, he was naked, being touched and kissed by his beloved. Jisung's mind teetered on the edge of surrender, overwhelmed by the overwhelming pleasure coursing through his veins. Each touch, each kiss left him yearning for more, yet a part of him longed for clarity. "Mmh~ ah, ah, Min~" he moaned, torn between the desire to give in and the need to regain control over his own thoughts.