𝘙𝘶𝘴𝘩 [𝘚𝘒𝘡 𝘖𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴]

A Flower That Blooms So Sweetly

Hehe part two of Even the Punishment Is Sweet

Warnings/Kinks(?)/Etc
- Minsung
- Rock band AU (they're also married)
- Predator/Prey
- Kitten Kink/Animal Play
- Oral Fixation
- Some CNC (consensual non-consent, a character might seem against it, but they're not)
- Somnophilia (sort-of)
- Semi-Public Sex
- 3,821 words

"Hey baby," Jisung greeted, wrapping his fingers around Minho's wrist and pulling him into the studio. Minho followed eagerly, sitting on the couch pressed against one wall of the cramped recording studio. Jisung returned to his spot on the swivel chair next to the desk, grabbing his guitar from where it was propped up against the wall.

"Hi, Sungie," Minho greeted, sitting awkwardly on the couch, he rested his hands on his thighs and his back was straight. Proper. Awkward.

"Baby, is everything all right?" Jisung asked softly, spinning around in the chair and scooting closer to Minho. He nudged Minho's legs apart with his knees, sliding in between them.

Minho nodded, placing his hands on Jisung's thighs and pulling him closer. He whined quietly, squeezing Jisung's thighs and kneading the muscle gently as he stared at his husband.

"Oh?" Jisung scooted even closer, reaching up with one of his hands and tangling his fingers in Minho's hair. He yanked Minho forward until the older's chest was pressed against the guitar on his lap. He looked down at Minho with a smile. "Do you need something, kitty?"

Minho glared up at Jisung, sliding his hands into the holes in Jisung's ripped jeans, digging his fingers into Jisung's legs and making him yelp. Minho's sharp nails pressed into Jisung's skin hard enough to break it, and when he moved his hands back to his sides, little drops of blood pooled at the surface of Jisung's thighs.

"Yah! Min what was that for?!"

"What do you think it was for?" Minho rebutted, biting his lip to hide his whimper when Jisung's grip on his head grew tighter.

Jisung pulled Minho's head back, scoffing at his pliancy. "Awe~ My little kitty is such a brat," he murmured, pulling Minho's hair again and forcing him back down on the couch.

"I'm a little busy now, kitty, so you're going to have to be patient and wait for me to finish my work," Jisung instructed, spinning back around and rolling back to the desk.

Minho pouted, sliding off of the couch with a huff. He walked over to the desk and sat down on the floor right next to Jisung's chair, brain foggy with horny thoughts and the loose threads of a plan to get him what he oh-so-desperately needed from Jisung (AKA a dick in his mouth).

Pushing the chair away, Minho crawled under the desk, sitting on his knees with his hands resting on the top of Jisung's shoes. He tapped his fingers on the hard leather toes of the shoes, tapping out an impatient rhythm as he looked up at Jisung from his favorite angle.

"Oh, hi kitty," Jisung cooed, reaching down to rub Minho's head. "What're you doing down there?"

"Wanna warm you, Sungie," Minho mumbled, leaning forward and rubbing his nose against Jisung's crotch. He looked up at Jisung with wide eyes, his impatience growing as Jisung didn't seem to be affected by his insatiable horniness. How neither of their dicks had managed to fall off with the amount of times they fucked per day was beyond them.

"Go ahead, kitty," Jisung said, chuckling quietly when Minho fumbled with the button of his jeans, too eager to finally have something in his mouth.

He moaned happily when he got Jisung's dick out of his pants and boxers, proud that he had managed to get Jisung half-hard just by some whining and pouting.