The rivalry between Hyunjin and Minho had always been fierce, their hatred for each other fueling their drive to be the best dancers. But when fate paired them together for a duet performance in an upcoming dance competition, they both protested vehemently.
Hyunjin, determined to create the perfect routine, dragged Minho to his friend Chan, a talented producer, to craft a song that would complement their performance. As they met with Chan, sparks flew between him and Minho, their shameless flirting not going unnoticed by Hyunjin, who felt an unfamiliar pang of jealousy stirring within him.
"I can't believe we have to work together," Minho grumbled, shooting Hyunjin a pointed glare.
"Trust me, I'm not thrilled about it either," Hyunjin retorted, his tone laced with irritation.
Chan chuckled at their banter, his eyes flickering between the two dancers. "Well, I'll make sure to create something that will blow everyone away."
As they began rehearsing their routine, tensions ran high between Hyunjin and Minho. But as they practiced the sultry and romantic moves that Chan had choreographed, something shifted between them. There was a raw intensity in the air, a magnetic pull that neither could deny.
During one particularly intense moment in their choreography, Minho found himself on his knees, looking up at Hyunjin, who gripped his neck tightly. Despite his dominant energy, Minho couldn't deny the rush of desire that coursed through him, igniting a fire that he couldn't extinguish.
In the end, their performance was nothing short of mesmerizing, earning them not only the first prize for their segment but also securing victory in the entire tournament. Eager to celebrate their success, they gathered in their studio for a mini party, drinks flowing freely as they reveled in their triumph.
As the night wore on and the alcohol dulled their inhibitions, Hyunjin found himself cornering Minho, his heart pounding with a mix of nerves and longing. "Minho, I... I want you," he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper.
Minho, caught off guard by Hyunjin's confession, felt a surge of emotions wash over him. "I... I want you too," he admitted, his words slurred slightly from the alcohol.
Their drunken confessions hung heavy in the air, the tension between them palpable as they stumbled out of the studio. They stumbled into the bus, laughing and stumbling over each other as they collapsed on the last seat.
Hyunjin grinned and leaned in closer, 'I've always wanted to do this,' he said before crashing his lips onto Minho's.
Their kisses grew more passionate and their hands roamed freely over each other's bodies. Minho's hand found its way into Hyunjin's pants, stroking his hard length. But even Minho's long fingers couldn't wrap around it.
Hyunjin's hand found its way to Minho's pink nipples, teasing them and eliciting low whines from Minho. They were so lost in each other's touch that they didn't even realize when the bus had arrived at their shared dorm.
As they stumbled out of the bus and into the dorm, they were relieved to find that their roommate, Felix, wasn't there. They quickly stumbled into Hyunjin's room and locked the door behind them.
Minho and Hyunjin were like magnets, unable to keep their hands off each other. They began undressing each other, their movements clumsy and uncoordinated due to the alcohol.
Their lips were still locked in a heated kiss as they stumbled towards the bed. As they made out, their tongues fought for dominance, but Hyunjin's determination won.
Minho pulled away with a whine, 'I-I can't bottom,' he stuttered, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
Hyunjin's lips turned into a reassuring smile, 'It's okay, we'll go slow,' he said, his hand caressing Minho's cheek.
That's when Minho got down on his knees and pulled down the only article of clothing he had on, his boxers.
He took Hyunjin into his mouth, sucking him off with expertise. Hyunjin moaned and tangled his fingers in Minho's hair, his head thrown back in pleasure. The sight below him reminded him of their dance routine.
Afterwards, Hyunjin asked Minho if he had any condoms, but Minho shook his head. 'I'm clean,' he said, 'And I want my first time to be raw. I want to feel you filling me up,' he added, his cheeks burning with desire.
Hyunjin's heart swelled with love and desire for Minho. He slowly prepped him, making sure he was comfortable and ready. And when Minho gave him the go-ahead, he entered him slowly, making sure to give him time to adjust.
They made love slowly, taking their time and savoring every moment. Minho felt like he was in heaven, the pleasure he was feeling was indescribable. He finally reached his peak with a loud scream.
Hyunjin's thrusts became rougher and he abused Minho's prostate, causing Minho to cry out in pleasure. He was incoherent, blubbering words that Hyunjin couldn't understand. But he didn't care, as long as Minho was feeling good.
'You're such a good bitch, Minho,' Hyunjin growled, gripping onto Minho's hips tightly. 'You want me to fill you up and breed you like a bitch?'
Minho's eyes widened at Hyunjin's words. He had never been spoken to like that before, but it turned him on even more. He nodded eagerly and begged, 'Yes, please.'
Hyunjin felt himself getting close to his own release, but he wanted to make Minho cum first. He demanded, 'Answer my question, Minho. Are you a fucked dumb slut?'
Minho's mind was foggy with pleasure, but he managed to say, 'Yes, I'm a fucked dumb slut for you, Hyunjin.'
With that, Hyunjin let go and released into Minho, filling him up as Minho came for the second time. But they weren't finished yet.
Minho pushed Hyunjin up against the headboard and climbed on top of him. He rode Hyunjin, his hips moving in sync with Hyunjin's thrusts. And as they both reached their peak, Minho demanded, 'Call me names, Hyunjin. Call me a slut, a whore, a bitch.'
Hyunjin's eyes widened in surprise, but he loved seeing Minho so dominant. He complied and called out all sorts of names, each one making Minho moan louder.
They kept going, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. And then, Hyunjin had Minho on his hands and knees, thrusting into him from behind. Minho was a mess, his hair sticking to his forehead and his body covered in a thin layer of sweat.
As they both neared their release, Minho asked Hyunjin to come on his face. Hyunjin pulled out and came on Minho's face, watching as Minho's tongue darted out to lick up every drop.
They collapsed onto the bed, breathing heavily and covered in each other's sweat. Hyunjin turned to Minho and said, 'I never knew you were so submissive, Minho.'
Minho chuckled and replied, 'I guess I have a few surprises up my sleeve.'
As they lay there, catching their breaths, Minho couldn't help but feel grateful that he had finally confessed his feelings to Hyunjin. And now, they were exploring their desires together, and Minho couldn't be happier.
He snuggled closer to Hyunjin, feeling his warmth and love enveloping him. 'I love you,' he whispered, his heart overflowing with emotions.
Hyunjin kissed the top of his head, his arms tightening around Minho. 'I love you too, Minho,' he said, his voice filled with sincerity.
And in that moment, as they lay tangled in each other's arms, Minho knew that this was just the beginning of their journey together.
Thank you @Mylifeisdepressing12 for requesting this
