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Hyunminsung - smut

a/n - requested by leeknoxo

Summary

"How can you love me when I put you in danger?"

Jisung and Hyunjin get a taste of control, too bad they don't know what to do with it.

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Hyunjin never thought he would see something like this happen. The result of a stupid bet, nearly forgotten in the face of his and Jisung's coveted prize. Honestly he never thought they'd win, didn't think that Minho would allow it to happen, the reward was so great.

But here is their reward come into being. Minho, spread out with limbs spread-eagled across their mattress. This in itself is not too unusual, but Jisung is in the process of fastening Minho's ankle to the bedpost, every single other one of his limbs already chained.

His expression is comical, a blend of annoyance, resignation, and consternation. He's never given up so much control, but Hyunjin could tell he was curious to try it out. It still hasn't sunk in that Minho is practically helpless underneath him and Jisung.

Of course he's still got the control in the end, but the free rein is intoxicating. He can't even scold them, a plain black gag shoved firmly in his mouth and tied around the back. He's still communicating with his eyes alright, so intense that Hyunjin has to look away.

Jisung finishes fastening the last cuff and scoots up on the bed. He and Hyunjin look at each other for a long few seconds and then back at Minho, who's already squirming, head restlessly snapping from side to side, arms testing the strength of the bonds.

It hits them both at the same time that Minho is really here at their mercy, that they can do anything they want. They both have the same thought, keeping a distance to just take in Minho's naked body spread out for them. Usually, they don't have much time to simply admire their boyfriend, he's always distracting them so well. But now there's nothing in the way.

Hyunjin starts lower, right above his knees, hands sweeping over the smooth skin, the muscles beneath tensing and untensing. Jisung attaches himself to Minho's neck, nuzzling and licking sweetly over his collarbones, hands fitted across his ribs. Minho makes a muffled noise through the gag, rattling the chains lightly.

Hyunjin drags his open lips up Minho's beautiful thighs, leaving a cool trail all the way up to his hip bones to the soundtrack of soft smacking noises Jisung's mouth is making as he sucks his way down Minho's chest. Eventually Hyunjin slides his mouth over to the right, nosing at the warm skin right to the left of his dick. The light shaking of the chains are a constant now.

It's so rare that Hyunjin is able to take the time to just look at Minho, so he does exactly that, stares right at the dick in front of his face. It's half-hard, as pretty as the rest of Minho, with the pink tint and delicate vein running under the surface.

Hyunjin drifts closer. Minho can't order them around now, and the power is addicting. He feels like a kid in a candy store. So he promptly swallows Minho's cock, mouth sliding down until his head is lodged inside his throat.It's heady to feel his cock hardening on his tongue and Hyunjin closes his eyes and gets lost in it. His neck prickles and he opens his eyes to both Minho and Jisung staring down at him.

Jisung's lips are turned out in a sweet pout. "You know I wanted to taste him first," he complains.

"What?" Hyunjin says innocently, pulling back until the head of Minho's cock is resting on his bottom lip. Jisung huffs and crawls down Minho's body, fitting himself on the other side.