"N-no..." Jisung backed up, shaking his head vehemently. "I can't-" He wiped away a tear that escaped down his cheek.
"Why?"Minho asked, reaching forward to gently caress Jisung's face. "Minho...you have a girlfriend," Jisung managed to utter, his voice thick with emotion.
Just as the words left his lips, a soft, broken sob escaped Jisung's mouth.
Minho's gaze met Jisung's, and in that instant, something shifted between them. "Not anymore," he said simply.
Jisung's eyes widened, disbelief clouding his thoughts. "Huh-"
Before he could fully comprehend Minho's words, strong hands gripped his neck, pulling him forward.
Rough lips crushed against his. Jisung gasped, his resistance melting away beneath Minho's intense assault.
Minho's tongue danced along Jisung's lower lip, teasing and exploring.
Jisung parted his lips, inviting Minho's eager tongue inside. Their tongues entwined, a heated battle for dominance.
Jisung moaned softly, the sound lost in the clamor of their pounding hearts.
As the kiss intensified, Minho's grip tightened on Jisung's waist.
With ease, he lifted him into the air and placed him on his left thigh, Jisung's legs straddling Minho's hips. Jisung mouth hung open, slightly panting.
A small smirk tugged Minho's lips. He removed his specs throwing them across the room, not caring about them even a bit.
Jisung's heart raced, he felt he was going to combust any moment.
The way his body was on fire, just added fuel to their burning desire. (Ayo that rhymed)
Minho's hands roamed freely over Jisung's body, igniting a fire that spread through every inch of his being. Jisung clung to Minho, his nails digging into his back as he succumbed to the overpowering ecstasy that coursed through his veins.
Minho's fingers traced the curve of Jisung's neck, sending shivers down his spine. With a gentle tug, he tilted Jisung's head back, exposing his vulnerable throat. Minho's eyes burned with a searing intensity as he lowered his head towards Jisung's neck.
Minho's lips trailed down Jisung's neck, leaving a trail of tender kisses.
Jisung's body shivered involuntarily as Minho's warm breath caressed his skin. His fingers laced with Minho's, squeezing gently as he titled his neck, offering further access.
Minho placed a gentle kiss right below Jisung's earlobe.
"Mmh," Jisung moaned softly, his voice a mere whisper.
Minho's tongue darted out, teasing the sensitive area at the base of his throat.
Jisung gasped, his face flushing a deep crimson. He squirmed slightly, but Minho's grip tightened, holding him captive.
Minho moved down Jisung's neck, each kiss more passionate than the last.
A whine mixed with a loud moan escaped Jisung's lips when Minho bit down hard, leaving a deep, agonizing pain that made Jisung cry out.
Minho's lips softened, and he kissed away the tears that had stained Jisung's cheeks. "I'm sorry, baby," he whispered. "Did I hurt you too much?"
Jisung shook his head, his voice barely a murmur. "No... I liked it," he confessed. Minho smiled and connected his lips with Jisung's, This time the kiss being sweet and tender.
But their kiss was short cut when a knock on the door startled them
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RAIN// Minsung
Fiksi Penggemar"And who are you cutie?"18-year-old flirty jisung works at a cafe instead of going to college, what will happen if one day his childhood best friend whom he lost contact visits the cafe with his friends and one of his friends catches his attention...
