Not that type of boy|Seungin✓

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(SMUT WARNING!!!)
You have been warned don't get mad at me mkay

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Seungmin held his hands tightly around Jeongin's bare waist, the younger was on top of him, still panting like a dog after what just happened, his head resting against seungmins chest, the older trying his best not to move since his tip was still partially inside jeongin.

"Do you want me to push back in, my love?" He asked. Jeongin Hardly moves, unable to speak as he's still trying to catch his breath. Seungmin knows this would be a good time to comfort the younger, but there fun doesn't have to be over just yet..

Seungmin moves his hips while pressing jeongin down onto his figure, a sharp whine immediately escaping the raven haired boy's mouth.

"Did seungmin fuck you into forgetting the safe word, baby?" He asked as jeongin painfully freezes on top of him, too focused on the aching pain inside him.

"I need words, my little slut." Seungmin says as he forces the younger back down on him, hitting his prostate for what feels like the billionth time to the poor younger.

"Ugh! F-uh, p-please seungmin, it hurts." He cries, but is of course ignored as seungmin only readjusts himself, slowly pressing into another corner of jeongins sore, sensative flesh.

"Ah! M-mango! mango! Jeongins screams, thanking God he finally could remember the safe word. Seungmin immediately stops, a slight groan escaping his lips as he feels his orgasm still rising.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry baby." He says as he lightly his grip of jeongins hips.
"What should I do, baby? You want me to pull out?" He asked, his expression of course dramatically worried for the boy above him.

"Y-yes, please." Jeongin managed to breathe out. Seungmin did as he was told, pulling out as gently as he could manage, another small groan escaping his lips.

"Do you still need to come?" Jeongin asked, his voice was raspy and breathy.

"No, no it's ok baby, we just need to take care of you." Seungmin said as he flipped the younger around, fluffing the pillow behind jeongin as he set him down. He laid on his elbows still very turned on as the small little vixen huffed and panted under him.

"So beautiful." Seungmin said, almost stumbling over his words as his groin still ached, jeongins tight tummy underneath him, already partly covered in his pre cum.
"A-Are you ok, my love." Seungmin asked as he caressed the others cheek.

"Hmm huh."

"Can I massage your thighs for you, love? Are they sore?" Seungmin asks sweetly, placing a hand on each thigh, rubbing circles into the pink marks seungmin had left there.

"Hmm, yes. So sore." Jeongin mumbled.

"I know my, angel, seungmins going to help you feel better, ok?"

"Ahh, ok seungmin." Jeongin moans. Seungmin stops surprised.

"I'm trying to give you after care my little slut, don't make it any harder for seungmin." He ordered as he pressed harder into jeongins thighs coaxing another moan.

"Uhh, t-this counts as a-after care." Jeongin breaths out as his hips move around sporadically, trying to find seungmins fingers.