RAIN// Minsung

Thirty-fOive

!SMUT WARNING!

Word count:1600+

Minho's hand closed firmly around Jisung's arm, urging him to move through the throngs of people. The cacophony of the bustling crowd was drowned out by the blaring music that filled their ears. "Minho, where are you taking me?" Jisung started to ask, but his question was left hanging in the air.

A few seconds earlier Jisung stood with Seojoon laughing at his silly humor. Then, Suddenly Minho who was staring at him from afar came and started dragging him out of the party uttering zero words. 

They reached the place where Minho's car was parked. Since the parking lot was filled earlier, Minho had no choice but to park his car near an abandoned house. Jisung looked around "Why are we here? Are we going to your place?" Jisung asked with a small smirk on his face. When Minho didn't say anything, Jisung huffed.

"Aish, Minho~ It's not even 9:30. Can we go back and enjoy a little bit more?" Jisung with a pleading face. "We can-" Jisung yelped when Minho pinned him against the car and placed his knee between Jisung's legs.

Their eyes connected and that's when Jisung noticed how dark Minho's eyes had gotten. The younger's breath hitched when Minho's knee slowly rode up, an inch away from Jisung's crotch lifting his skirt too. 

"You want to go back?" Minho finally said something. His voice was deep and husky and sent a course of shiver down Jisung's spine "Back to Seojoon?" Jisung bit his lips when Minho leaned forward, pressing his body against his. 

"N-no. What are you talking about?" Jisung stuttered when he felt Minho lips brushing against his neck. He felt Minho's hand circling his waist pulling him closer. Minho brought his face closer to Jisung's. "I can't make you laugh that loud. You know..." An amused expression contorted Minho's face when Jisung's mouth fell agape "You...Y-you're jealous?" 

"No. Why should I be?" Minho said with a smirk when Jisung's closed his mouth. He looked disappointed. But then Jisung grinned. 

"So, You were not jealous?" Minho shook his head. Their words were shared in whispers. Both could feel the tension around them yet none of them made a move. "But...will you be if he would..." Jisung paused. His face lit up when he finally found the words to provoke Minho "If he would. Touch me-" Jisung grabbed Minho's hand from his waist and placed it on his own thigh "Like this?" Jisung whispered. 

To his disappointment, Minho said "Not really" The older shook his head. "Then, what about...if he does this" He grabbed Minho's left hand and rode it up in his inner thigh. Jisung's heart hammered against his ribs from Minho's touch but he wanted it.

Wanted to see some reaction out of him. 

"Seojoon can make you laugh...He can touch you like that but..."  Minho's fingers traced the delicate line of Jisung's jaw, his thumb brushing his bottom lip "He can't do this...." His thumb moved to Jisung's earlobe, his breath hot on the younger's skin. "He can't make you feel like you're going to explode with just a touch..." 

Minho's knee pressed further into Jisung's thigh, the friction sending a jolt of heat through the younger. "He can't make you crave me like this..." Minho whispered, his voice rough with desire. and then finally their lips connected in a hot and intense kiss. 

Minho lowered his hand, his hand slipped inside the younger's skirt. He cupped Jisung's ass and squeezed it so hard that an airy moan left Jisung's mouth.  Minho pulled away, caressing Jisung's thighs softly "he can't make you moan like this" 

Minho leaned closer, his eyes boring into Jisung's. "I am jealous. I don't like it when you're with him,"  he growled, his voice thick with possessiveness. "But..." Minho's lips grazed Jisung's ear, sending goosebumps erupting across his skin. "He can't do all this to you..."