Snail Concept 🐌 yungi [⏹]

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"I’m glad Kyunghwa made it easier for the milk to come out."

The sentence was wrong. Yunho had been holding back from thinking about Mingi's breasts until he himself said it.

"Do you want me to help it come out more easily?"

Mingi didn't have a chance to respond when, moments later, Yunho had him lying on the bed, skillfully removing all his clothes. His lips moved impatiently, kissing Mingi's breasts before sucking on them. His other fingers had just finished preparing Mingi before filling the empty space of his sex with his own.

This is crazy. It didn’t feel like this when Kyunghwa was sucking him earlier. Whether it was because of Yunho's relentless thrusting or the burning desire, the sucking on his breasts felt much more pleasurable. In other words, he really enjoyed how Yunho played with his two breasts.

Mingi was done with his release when he pushed Yunho away.

"Is this safe? Is Joohwan okay?" Mingi asked, panting.

"Of course. Joohwan will be fine with you being this happy," Yunho teased while gently stroking Mingi’s neck.

Mingi’s fingers clenched Yunho's coarse hair, venting all his emotions as he had no other rest. Yunho was completely consumed by lust. Not satisfied with Mingi’s two releases, he increased his pace, causing louder moans afterward, followed by Yunho’s name being moaned almost every moment. Unfortunately, this only drove him crazier. His gentle growls turned harsher as Yunho felt he was nearing his peak. His lips still did not stop playing with Mingi's breasts until he finally reached his climax.

"It feels suffocating lying on my back like this. Enough for now?" Mingi requested, as he lay weakly with Yunho pulling him away.

However, it was hard to stop something that had already become an addiction. Yunho ignored Mingi's request after his complaints. He gently turned Mingi’s body, making him kneel in front of him, lifting his hips, giving space for his stomach not to press too hard against the bed.

"Isn't it less suffocating now?"

Yunho held Mingi’s hips before pushing his pride back into Mingi’s slippery hole, more easily than before. His hands were not idle, moving from the hips to fondle Mingi’s breasts, squeezing them softly but still full of desire. His smile widened as he heard Mingi's moans growing louder each moment.

It felt like Mingi’s head would explode from the unexpected pleasure touching many sensitive points.

"Yunho!" Mingi screamed as he received another release. But Yunho had no intention of stopping. He lowered his body, starting to kiss Mingi's bare back, with his hands and hips moving more aggressively, expelling his lust.

Mingi almost collapsed after another climax. He wanted to ask Yunho to stop. Truly, even though he enjoyed it, a little rest wouldn’t disrupt the activity. He needed a better breath. Mingi looked up, releasing many moans as Yunho increased his thrusts, making the sex hole feel tight, before, afterward, white fluid spilled over Mingi's thighs and onto the bed. Yunho got his release again.

"It will surely be determined how healthy Joohwan will be if the one carrying him experiences this much happiness in just one night," Yunho whispered before lying down next to Mingi and then pulling his tired face close, kissing his lips aggressively.

"Turn around!"

Following, Mingi turned around with his back now facing Yunho, his butt right in front of his partner's face. He began his part, gently sucking Yunho's shaft—too tired to be more enthusiastic—while Yunho behind him started with more force. To put it simply, full of desire. His hands gripped Mingi’s butt cheeks tightly, exposing the hole in front of him clearly. His tongue began to play its part, licking the two testicles, occasionally probing Mingi's hole with his tongue. Even with his mouth stuffed full, Yunho could hear Mingi moaning softly from his pleasure.

Yunho took a brief pause. Just to look at Mingi’s twitching hole that begged to be filled immediately, with a grin on his face. His hand reached for the nightstand, pulling out a drawer before retrieving a dildo from inside. Without much preparation—because he knew it wasn’t needed—Yunho inserted the dildo into Mingi’s hole, causing a restrained moan afterward. Mingi’s hand clenched tightly, gripping the sheets, releasing all the swirling lust in his head. He looked up, making Yunho’s shaft slip from his mouth, just to moan more freely.

"Do it again, Princess."

Mingi didn’t argue much. Though honestly, he still wasn’t satisfied with his moans, he began to suck Yunho’s shaft again, with his hand clenched beside him. The sensation he had been waiting for returned. The tickling from his hips made him moan more, feeling the tip of his pleasure.

"You don’t want to be too tired after this, do you? Do it well, or you’ll have to wait for me to finish."

Mingi shook his head roughly. He couldn’t hold back his release.

"Really, do you want to delay it? I told you to do it better."

Though exhaustion had overcome his body, Mingi forced himself to give Yunho much better service. The movements of his mouth and tongue were much faster than before, making Yunho moan with pleasure, which only dragged Mingi into another torment with his husband’s hand pushing the dildo further into his hole.

It took more than two minutes until Yunho felt his release was near. He quickened the thrusts with his hand, followed by Mingi’s restrained moans. Just moments after this brutal movement, both Yunho and Mingi reached their climaxes simultaneously. Mingi’s ejaculate spilled onto Yunho’s chest and stomach, while he lay his head weakly, swallowing some of Yunho’s semen, with the rest spilling out of his mouth, staining his chin and dripping onto the bed.

Releasing Yunho’s shaft still in his mouth, Mingi coughed softly. He chose to lie in his place, letting Yunho adjust his position. Mingi now lay on his side, facing the wall with Yunho behind him. Still naked, of course. Yunho was lazy. Or rather, he still enjoyed playing with the bare body in his embrace. His lips moved, kissing Mingi’s neck, shoulders, and back, inhaling his gentle scent. It was soothing. Mingi smiled in his drowsiness, holding Yunho’s hand as he stroked his stomach.

"Good night, Princess."