To Be Loved... (BOOK 1)

Destined

Minho's POV:

"Jisung!" I chased him down before he got to the buses out in front of the school. He turned around, looking shocked to see me. "Do you wanna come over?"

"Come over?" His expression continued, in disbelief by my question. "When?"

"Now."

"Like right now?"

"Yes, like right now. Come on."

Every insecurity of mine had gone out the window. I took his hand and led him to the student parking lot. People were definitely looking, but it felt exhilarating.

I drove us to my house and dragged him into my room. It seems I have a habit of doing things before I think them through entirely when it comes to Jisung, but I don't care. I personally believe if it's impulsive, it has more truth to it.

"You okay? You seem really-"

He barely closed the door before I pinned him against the wall and kissed him.

"I can't take this anymore."

"Took you long enough."

"You fucking asshole." He pulled my neck towards him, kissing me roughly. There was a desperation between us that I've never felt before. Like I needed him and he needed me just as badly.

I picked him up and laid us down on the bed. He was first to take his shirt off, taking me by surprise. I left a trail of kisses down his chest before taking off my own shirt. Even just the smallest amount of skin touching felt so intimate.

"Minho." He whispered as I made my way to his neck, sucking lightly. "I want you." I stopped immediately and hovered over his face. "I'm serious."

"Okay." We both took off our pants frantically, unable to wait any longer. "This is gonna hurt a shit ton so just tell me if it's too much, okay?" He nodded. I knew I had to take it easy since it was his first time. Our first time. I kept my lips on his to distract him once I lubricated my finger in spit. When I spread his legs wide enough and started to rub his entrance, he ran his fingers through my hair, sensitive to my touch. "Just nod when you're ready." He wasted no time doing so. His eagerness was perpetual. I slowly inserted one finger inside him, but stayed still. His breathing hitched from the feeling. "Am I okay to move?" He nodded again. I started to move at a steady pace, focusing on his reaction. He kept his eyes closed and continued to hold onto the back of my head. Once I started to pick up speed, soft moans began to escape his lips. I felt my body heating up from the intense emotions I was feeling. He looked so beautiful underneath me like this.

"More." He struggled to speak by the immense pleasure. His body immediately jerked up from the sensation. "Faster." He softly demanded. I did as I was told, but felt my arm already getting tired. Without warning, I added a third finger inside him. He gasped and whimpered my name, falling apart in front of me. "Please, baby. Fuck me." I quickly pulled out all three fingers, knowing he was stretched out enough. I grabbed both of Jisung's legs and pushed them back so he was more exposed to me. I rubbed my cock against his hole, waiting for him to give me one more confirmation. "Minho, please." He begged. I pushed in slowly as we both moaned from the tight feeling. "All the way." I pushed completely inside him, watching him roll his eyes to the back of his head.

"Fuck, you feel so good." I had to control myself so I didn't cum right then and there. He was absolutely breathtaking as sweat glistened on his forehead with flushed cheeks.

"Move."

I started to thrust in and out, feeling all of him around me. Jisung arched his back off the bed, moaning uncontrollably. His eyes were glued shut as he dug his fingernails into my back, surely leaving marks that'll stay for days. I was in absolute awe of him.

I groaned as I picked up my pace. The bed was slamming against the wall and creaking with every motion, but I couldn't care less.

"Baby, I'm gonna cum." His whimpers grew louder and finally opened his eyes. "Holy fuck."

"Cum for me, beautiful." As if on cue, he came all over our stomachs. The hot feeling gave me no choice but to pull out and orgasm on his chest as well. I crashed down next to him, trying to catch my breath. "Fuck."

"Yeah." He was trying to do the same.

"Take me back." I blurted out, not even caring about the circumstance.

"Clean us up first." He laughed.

I reached over to my nightstand and wiped us both off with a bunch of tissues before throwing them away.

"Han Jisung." I laid on my side, staring into his tired eyes.

"Lee Minho." All he could do was turn his head. I'm sure he'll have a hard time moving the rest of his body for a little bit.

"I still want to be with you so badly, you have no idea. I've missed you so much." I caressed his cheek, admiring all his features.

"I guess I have no choice. No one will put up with me like you." He smiled.

"Damn right." I leaned over and kissed him over and over.

"This'll be different this time. I promise." I could tell he was sincere.

"I'm counting on it." I nodded with raised eyebrows.

"Lay back down." He had the strength to push me to my side of the bed. "I didn't know I wasn't gonna be able to move after this so now you need to take care of me."

"Already?" I laughed.

"Listen, you know what you signed up for. Don't give me that."

"Trust me, I know." I pulled his smaller body close to mine so his head could rest on my chest.

"Minho?"

"Yeah?"

"Can we do that again later?"

"Absolutely."