Trope (Minsung)

Daddy

Smut-(not really.... just a little) lol

"What do you want Jisung?"

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"Answer me "

"I can't "

"Of course you can. Tell me what you want Ji...you did a good job today... tell me what you want and I'll give it to you"

What did he want ? To be finally freed and taken back home ? To call his worried uncle ? To forget that any of this ever happened?

Well, yes.

But right now, what he wants is a distraction. A feeling that isn't fear, worry or indifference.

"You know what I want" Jisung countered, in hushed tone. Breathy and needy.

He's coy. He's straddling Minho's lap. He hides his head into Minho's chest. It feels warm and hard. Minho has a body many would kill for. That's uncontested.

"So we're fucking tonight then ?"

"I-what-how...would you even-"

Minho laughed. And Jisung hit his chest. He wasn't used to this. Used to having someone with him like this. Minho's affection felt good, and he'd never say out loud, but didn't want it to not happen.

Uncle Taerae talks about once in a lifetime incidents and how when occur, one will know. One must take full advantage of these experiences according to his wisdom. One must grab the flying dove by it's wings, before it passes them by.

Sinning with Minho, the resident sinner of Sincity, was a once in a lifetime incident for Jisung. That's sounds sick. But the feeling remains. The need to explore Minho's devilish desire doesn't die. It stays.

"How!? I'll tell you how. I'll put in right here...up until you're shaking and crying because of how good it feels." Minho punctuated his words by rubbing on Jisung's butt suggestively.

Jisung's eyes went wide. Bulging almost. Blood rushed straight to his core awakening a neediness he's never felt before.... pulsating with unwarranted shockwaves. It was like his own damn body was betraying him.

"Why me!? Why can't I do it to you?" Jisung still found the gull to shriek against the man's chest stubbornly.

"Because I'm daddy"

"You really have no shame...." Jisung made a disgusted face at the revelation.

And when Minho laughed heartily at his own antics, Jisung softly smiled along, wanting to suppress his laughter.

"I'm joking baby.....We'll figure it out together. For now, let me make you feel good yeah?"

Jisung wanted to be called by his name. Jisung. Not baby. But the word 'baby' had otherly effects on him. It had him feeling so small and vulnerable in Minho's arms. It made him made feel like it was safe to feel that way, even if he was in a dangerous criminal's embrace.

Jisung blinked twice. Let out a deep breath. And then finally nodded his head ever so shy.

Minho grins at the invitation. And he kisses Jisung again, and it's hot and it's fierce and.....His hands continue to palm Jisung's ass, and Jisung only hid his head lower at the feeling of being aroused by this.

"Jisung'ahh your ass is so soft...So fucking soft baby....makes me want to..." He stopped his praise, only to look the younger directly in the eye.

"Can I?" Minho was asking for permission.

Jisung understood this much.

"That's grammatically incorrect" Jisung answered with little conviction of his own words.