Broken (MinSung 18+)

[X] Chapter 35

A/N: Ha. You thought you were free. Y'all waited so long, I didn't want to just leave it with one chapter.

TW: Smut ahead. This one is still fairly light. No real kinky stuff here, outside of a little wrist-tying and mentions of subspace and... emotions *shudder*. 

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Jisung's closed eyes twitched before slowly fluttering open to the beginnings of sunlight peaking through the window. His stare was immediately, directly fixated onto Minho's sleeping face. The older's arm was comfortably positioned under the crook of Jisung's neck as their bodies faced each other, his free arm wrapped around to the younger's back.

It only took him a few seconds of being awake to become hyper aware of the state of his body as Minho's sleeping breath peacefully wafted over his face. The younger shifted, just slightly, wanting to press his lips to Minho's, but pouting because he didn't want to wake him up. When he moved in the shift, he felt fabric along his body, pulling against the blanket on top of them.

Jisung's eyes widened when he realized that Minho had not only cleaned him up in his sleep, but put pajamas on him. He glanced down at his arms against Minho's chest to see light red marks at the top of his wrists, where the rope had bound him from the majority of his wanted movement. He blushed and bit his lip as he dragged his fingers down the skin, which was just slightly more wet than skin typically was supposed to be. When he sniffed the wetness, his immediate theory was confirmed- Minho had put ointment on them to keep the skin from being irritated and possibly swelling.

He fixed his hands back to Minho's chest, resting them comfortably, while continuing to stare at the older's innocent-looking face in slumber.

"You just gonna watch me, then?" Minho chuckled through his low, tired voice. Jisung's blush hardened and grew, burying his face under the older's chin so it wouldn't be seen. But Minho wouldn't have that. He lifted the boy's chin and looked at him with heavy eyes before kissing him, lightly.

"Do you feel alright, Sungie?" Jisung blinked rapidly before nodding, not trusting his voice to come out normal.

Minho let out a small laugh again, this time accompanied by a satisfied hum. "There's painkillers and water on your nightstand."

Jisung resumed the nibbling on his bottom lip.

My nightstand?

He slowly, carefully turned around in Minho's arms so as not to break their embrace, and saw the water and painkillers mentioned. He was thankful for the change in position, because he was hit with a flood of memories from the day prior, not knowing what came over him near the end.

He had never once slipped into that kind of headspace during a sexual encounter. But he had also never felt the way Minho made his body feel. When he closed his eyes, he could almost feel the rope tugging on his wrists again as the older-

No. Nooooooo, stop it. An erection is not what I fucking need right now.

Jisung tried to take a few deep, slow breaths before reaching over to down the tablets with the tall glass of liquid.

When he had finished the water, being much more parched than he had originally thought, he was swiftly pulled back into Minho's arms, his back pressed against the older's body.

Minho nuzzled his nose sleepily into the boy's neck and kissing his shoulder, taking a few moments before asking what had been on his mind.

"Was there anything you didn't like? Was I maybe too rough? That's... really not how I pictured our first time going. But with Felix and everything..." He trailed off, burying his face in Jisung's shoulder, feeling a sense of frustration and embarrassment cross over him.