𝘙𝘶𝘴𝘩 [𝘚𝘒𝘡 𝘖𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴]

Lemon Lollipop

Warnings/Kinks(?)/Etc
- Minsung
- Tongue/Spit kink
- Canon compliant
- Mentions of dub-con
- No smut :)
- 1,176 words

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"Fuck me," Minho mumbled to himself, watching Jisung's ending fairy from the side of the stage, scowling at the younger's stupidly perfect smirk as he caught his breath. God, why did he have to be so hot?! Minho didn't think it was fair that all of these people got to see him, too. Jisung was his—even if he didn't know it yet.

"Is something wrong, Minho-hyung?" Changbin asked once they were backstage, nudging Minho's shoulder and trying to get his attention. Minho just shrugged, completely and utterly focused on Jisung, who was taking off his jacket and handing it to the stylist, leaving him in just the black tank top he was wearing underneath.

"Fuck," Minho said, watching as Jisung stretched his arms above his head. Were Jisung's arms usually this attractive? Minho didn't know, but he needed to have them wrapped around his body before the day ended.

Changbin tapped the underside of Minho's jaw, closing his mouth since he was literally gaping at Jisung. "Dude?"

Minho squeaked when Jisung looked at him and winked. How dare he?! That's not fair to Minho nor his dick. And he was now hard. When did that happen?

"Changbin, how long do we have until we leave?"

"Uhm, ten minutes?"

"Thanks." Minho nodded, taking off his jacket and setting it on his chair, running off towards the bathroom. He needed to deal with himself and his inconvenient arousal as soon as he could.

Minho felt a pull on the back of his shirt, and he turned around to see the cause of all of his problems.

"H-hi, Han-ah," he stuttered, feeling his ears burning a bright red when he met the younger's eyes. He glanced down and stared for a beat too long at Jisung's lips, watching his tongue quickly dart out to wet them. What I wouldn't give to have that tongue in m-

"Hey hyung, we gotta go take selcas now for some photocards," Jisung said, interrupting Minho's horrible thoughts and handing him his jacket. "We're the last two that need to take them."

Minho nodded slowly, letting Jisung lead him over to a slightly hidden alleyway outside of the building they were in.

"This is where Channie-hyung said we needed to take the pics," Jisung explained, digging in his pocket and pulling out a lollipop. He unwrapped the lemon flavored lolly and popped it in his mouth, stuffing the wrapper into his pocket.

"Hyung-ah, you wanna take one first, or should I?" Jisung asked, his words slurred by the candy stuffing his cheeks.

Minho clenched his fist by his sides, impossibly and embarrassingly turned on. "You- you can go first," he offered, his voice quivering as he watched Jisung lick around the candy. Jisung nodded and stuffed the lolly towards one side of his mouth, making his cheek bulge.

I wonder what his mouth would feel like around my cock, Minho thought to himself before he could realize the contents of the thoughts that were running through his mind, curling his toes in his boots and biting the inside of his cheek as if that could do anything the dissipate the arousal he was feeling so deep in his core. Would his cheeks bulge out? Would spit run down his chin? Would he cry if I fucked his throat?

Now he was double horny and twice as hard just imagining Jisung's pretty lips wrapped around his cock. He wished he could just do the real thing, right then and there. Push Jisung to his knees on the dirty sidewalk and fuck his mouth until he was writhing and crying beneath him, perfectly gagged by Minho's cock.

"Hyung? Do you think this pose looks good for a photocard?" Jisung asked, his throat bobbing as he swallowed around the lollipop, his cheeks puffing out the tiniest bit.

I need to make his throat bulge. Fuck, I want to ruin his vocal chords.

Minho's face was red. He could feel it in the way his blush burned into his skin and how his heart was beating like a wild animal inside of his chest, fighting to burst from his ribcage and land on the ground with a wet plop. He hoped that Jisung couldn't tell how insane his thoughts were, and that he wouldn't look down and see where his pants were doing a very poor job at concealing his hard-on.

"Sure," Minho said with a nod. But you'd look even prettier crying on my dick.

"Thanks, baby." Jisung popped the lollipop out of his mouth and licked it absentmindedly as he opened the camera on the staff's phone. He grinned at Minho and took a quick selca with the lolly in front of his mouth, his pouty lips almost kissing it.

Fuck, I wish he'd suck my cock like a lollipop.

"Hyung, your turn now," Jisung said, handing Minho the phone. Minho took it and shoved it into his pocket, pressing his hand against the wall near Jisung's head. He leaned closer, making Jisung shiver.

"H-hyung?" he squeaked, pressing his hands against Minho's chest, the lolly still stuffed in his mouth.

"Why are you so pretty?" Minho asked, pulling the candy out of Jisung's mouth. "It's not fair..."

Jisung blushed. "T-thank you, hyung."

Minho leaned in and pressed his lips against Jisung's. The younger squeaked into Minho's mouth and immediately turned his head, pushing Minho away from him.

"What are you doing?!" he exclaimed, grabbing the collar of Minho's jacket. "We're in public!"

"No one is around, Sungie," Minho mumbled, threading his fingers through Jisung's hair and tugging hard enough to make him moan.

"I wish there were people around so that I'd have the strength to stop myself," Jisung said, leaning closer to Minho and connecting their lips.

The kiss started off slow, gentle, sweet, like Minho always dreamed it to be whenever his lips first met Jisung's. He let out a soft sigh in contentment before Jisung licked his way into Minho's mouth, the taste of lemon exploding on the older's tongue. And finally, finally, Minho felt Jisung's tongue in him, forcing its way behind Minho's teeth and wrapping around Minho's tongue and sucking.

Minho moaned, kissing Jisung back hungrily, as if he was starved and couldn't get enough of the younger, of the taste of his tongue and the way his spit was thick from the sugar from the lolly. Jisung pulled back just enough to look at Minho, smiling at him fondly as a string of spit connected their mouths. Minho pressed their lips together once more, tilting his head to get even closer and dragging his tongue over Jisung's teeth. The younger moaned and pulled Minho as close as he could, whimpering into the older's mouth.

Minho moved back and stuck Jisung's lolly into his mouth, pulling out the phone from his pocket. He slumped against the wall and took a quick selfie, handing the phone back to Jisung.

"Thanks for the lollipop, Jisungie," he said with a giggle, tracing Jisung's lower lip with his thumb before waltzing back into the building.