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Story 14 (pt.2)

-Wait..., - he said quietly, - What were we just doing..?
-I don't know..., - the boy breathed out.
-Do you want to continue?, - he asked, his tone unbothered.

Jisung nodded eagerly, grinding against the thigh.

-I don't hear the answer.
-Yes.. please, continue, I want to feel your touch again.., - the younger whined, pouting.
-Don't you want to film the trend before that?, - yes, he was teasing, waiting for the other to start begging.
-I don't give a fuck about the trend anymore, hyung. Please, touch me more, it feels so good...
-Oh, what a pleasure it is to see you melting down like that, - he smirked, leaning in.

The older connected their lips in a gentle kiss, wanting to tease Han just a little more. There was barely any touch between them, mostly because Minho wouldn't let Jisung deepen the kiss. He smirked, hearing the one whine desperately, chasing after his lips.

-Alright, alright, I'm gonna give you what you want.

He slides a hand on his neck, pulling him closer. They connect in a wet kiss, moving in sync. Minho moves his hand from the waist to the younger's bare thigh, caressing it and discreetly slipping it under the fabric of his shorts. Jisung moans at the sudden action, gripping tightly onto the other's shoulders. They kiss for another few minutes, before the older flips them over suddenly, hovering over Han. He pulls the shirt off of the smaller, proceeding to do the same for himself. He takes a good look over the body under him. Jisung was very nicely fit, his abs well visible and his waist being every model's dream. Minho carefully runs his fingertips over the sensitive honey-toned skin. He took his time to admire, reaching out for the lipstick. He was planning to leave more marks. His lips are now red tinted, once again touching the body gently.

The boy sighs, holding his breath in. The small pecks are driving him crazy, he threw his head back, a soft moan coming from him. The older left kiss after kiss, eventually covering the whole body with marks. He glides his fingers along them, looking fondly at Jisung. He then goes down once again to suck darker marks. Hickeys always were his favourite thing about the process. They were a visible evidence of the younger being claimed as his. Han's fingers drowned in the dark hair, pulling on it ever so slightly. He was shameless at the point, not holding back a single sound. The room was gradually filling up with lust.

When the man was satisfied with the artwork he had created, he leaned forward to kiss the younger. It was hot. It was wet. It was overfilled with passion. The kissing sounds echoed in the air, hitting the walls.

-Take them off, - Minho commands, as he stands up to search through the bedside table.

Jisung felt like getting right to his knees from that tone. He removed his shorts quickly, discarding them somewhere. The older walked back, all the needed stuff in his hand, he takes a quick look at the other.

-Beautiful, yet I need you fully naked, - he smirks, seeing the redness spread on his cheeks.

The moonlight fell from the window perfectly on Han's body. Minho was almost drooling at the sight, and when the one started stripping his leftover clothing off, he licked his lips.

When the younger was done, he laid down, gazing at Minho. This didn't seem real. No way they had actually gone so far. His thoughts were interrupted by the man laying his hands on his inner thighs and spreading them. He felt his face flushing, so he covered the blush with one hand, but still was looking closely at what the other was doing. Minho carefully caressed them, bending down to leave several more marks. He sucked on the sensitive skin, leaving small pink hickeys and a few soft bites. All that time, they kept eye contact. Jisung felt as if he would cum just from that. The man of his dreams between his legs? No way.