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The next thing he realized when he looked down was, the way Minho smiled. He could burst at this. He would burst at this. It was too much, but it was not even close enough. He didn't know which side he was being pulled anymore. All he knew was, how he loved and how he needed him. Minho's mouth opened wider to take more of Jisung, pressing his other hand onto Jisung's tights. Jisung arched his back, Minho didn't have any mercy at all. He already found a rhythm while he moved his head up and down in a slow nodding movement for his cock to hit inside of his cheeks, and Jisung was squirming so much. He didn't know how loud he could be before this, but it was loud, indeed. Minho's mouth was warm and wet, of course it was. But they were simulating his nerves around his dick, so, so fucking good. His moans were turning into chants of Minho's name. One of his hands went to grab Minho, but he didn't want to hurt him. So instead, he stroked his silky hair between his trembling fingers. Minho was smiling proudly, making Jisung go even crazier. His dick looked so good inside his mouth, Jisung was fucking mesmerized. His pretty, pretty lips were going up and down around it. Minho being handsome and pretty was a well-known fact, he was so sure of that. But he didn't know if anyone had the guts to tell him about it. He swallowed hard between his moans and tried to take a breath. He put his other hand on the older's cheek, making him look into his eyes with a questioning hum. His dick twitched, but he wanted to ignore it for now. Minho stopped without pulling it out of his mouth and looked at Jisung as he tilted his head. "You are so fucking pretty, Hyung," Jisung breathed as he stroked his thumb on Minho's cheek.

Minho being the bitch he was, smiled and decided to go even faster, even adding his hand to move it next to his mouth. Jisung moaned loudly and arched even more. If it wasn't for the excitement he got for actually fucking with him, he'd cum right then. As he squirmed and tried to open his slightly teary eyes to look at Minho, something didn't go unnoticed. Minho was even more red now, probably because of the praise he got. He did that on purpose so that Jisung wouldn't notice, he thought. And he became sure as their eyes met and Minho whimpered around his dick and avoided his gaze. Jisung smiled and tapped his cheek two times, signing for him to stop. And Minho obeyed immediately, he let go of his dripping wet cock. "Didn't people tell you how pretty you really are?" Jisung asked with a soft gaze as he pulled Minho onto him with his hands on his cheeks. Minho blushed again and avoided his gaze once more. "They of course told me that I was handsome," he said with a quiet voice. And Jisung made a cat face; his lips forming into a straight line with little creases on the sides and low eyebrows with battling eyes. "Yeah, you are handsome too. But I mean, you are pretty as much as well." Minho nodded and grinned, turning his gaze to the younger. "Yeah, I get that a lot too." Jisung sighed, he was glad that his looks were appreciated enough. But he felt slightly jealous. He wondered how many people tried to hit on him or have him. Or had he already had someone before? He didn't know and wanted to ask. But he didn't want to feel jealous and ruin the mood, so he swallowed the question. And what the fuck Minho was doing? Grinning then getting shy all of a sudden. Then mocking him in a playful manner. He had to remind him that he was, indeed, a fucking brat himself. "You look even pretty sucking my cock though," he decided to say. He grinned proudly at Minho's face; eyes and mouth squeezed tightly while he exhaled from his nose. There was a whine at his throat that he tried to hide. Yet Jisung knew him enough to figure it out and grinned even wider. He loved seeing Minho being shy or eager. He loved all of the moods Minho could get in, he was in love.

Minho slowly opened his eyes and gave the younger a crooked smirk. Jisung knew that smirk and he was glad that his nose didn't bleed yet. "Being naughty, huh," Minho said as he parted Jisung's legs with his hands while he pushed his knees to his chest and put a dry finger on Jisung's entrance. Jisung's hole clenched when he slowly stroked the place and he knew Minho felt that. Jisung was embarrassed as fuck, his face was even hotter now and he didn't know what to do anymore. He held the older's wrist with a nervous chuckle as he opened his eyes big, "No. No!" Minho chuckled back and pulled off his hands on him, "Mhm, okay." Jisung whined at the loss and even shocked himself. He felt like he no longer had the control of his voice or his trembling hands. Minho smirked and Jisung avoided his gaze. Then he heard a click sound and looked at Minho pouring his strawberry-flavored lube on his own fingers. Minho giggled as he felt the younger's gaze, "Strawberry, huh?" Jisung wanted to scream so badly. He could say something back, he really would. But he was not used to it and was getting flushed with a single movement. He warmed up the lube by rubbing his fingers and looked at the younger with his hand up. He held his leg with his other and kept his gaze on Jisung's eyes as he lowered his hand.