your eyes •yungi•

nine

‼️THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SMUT‼️

^yungi^

neither boy knew what to think, they acted on impulse.

after moving up to the bed, their kiss turned even more heated than before. they kissed liked they'd been starved of it for years.

mingi sat up right of yunhos crotch, his hips slightly rutting against the latter causing yunho to stifle out a groan.

"mingi.. we shouldn't be doing this." yunho breathed.

mingi pulled off his shirt, "yunho-ah, please." he whined.

yunhos hands tightened on mingis waist. yunho was a fool for mingi, he could never resist mingi either. it was like mingi held him in some sort of trance.

"fuck mingi, your so whiny." yunho huffed, flipping them over.

"do you not want me to be?" mingi asked, hands sliding up yunhos shirt.

yunho swallowed and looked down at the boy.

his hair slightly spread out, the absolutely gone look on his face, his tinted cheeks, yunho couldn't get enough.

he dove down and sucked a hickey right on mingis neck, one hand holding the latters thigh tightly.

"y-yunho!" mingi slightly gasped, he felt his face heating up.

was he really going to do this with his bestfriend? this was cheating, mingi knew that much just as much as yunho knew it. but yunho wasn't stopping so that meant it was okay, right?

should he push yunho away and leave? that would only make things worse, both options were equally bad in their own way but at least if they stopped now the guilt wouldn't be as bad considering they'd just kissed.

but oh goodness, they weren't just kissing but full on making out! mingi couldn't wrap his head around it.

"mingi-ya, stop thinking. you started it and i'm finishing it. we'll deal with everything later, just...enjoy it." yunho said.

mingi nodded, just enjoy it..

••

mingi was enjoying it all right, just as much as yunho was.

after the first initial time it got better. still, it did feel slightly weird to mingi, the fact that his best friend was practically manhandling him. mingi never thought he'd instantly become submissive to anyone, but this wasn't anyone. it was yunho.

"fuck mingi, stop clenching." yunho panted, pulling mingis hair.

mingi was arched up in front of yunho as he absolutely wrecked mingi. one of yunhos hand gripped mingis hip, while the other had a firm hold in his hair.

when did he get so into hair pulling? he never thought that he'd be here fucking his bestfriend, yanking his hair and shit.

even as much as it felt unreal, it was good. so so good.

yunho had never felt like this. the two had been fucking for at least maybe an hour now, yet neither of them were tired, not in the slightest.

mingi shuddered beneath yunho, his moans growing louder as his knuckles went white from his grip on the pillow.

"you okay??" yunho slowed down after hearing cries?

"y-yunho don't stop please." mingi begged.

yunhos dick had probably gotten way harder at that, mingi always knew what to say to get him riled up.

yunhos movements drastically sped up, the force of his thrusts way harder that before. he needed to drag out those pretty little sounds mingi made.

"h-hhngh~!! y-yunho nghh!!" mingi practically screamed, his whole body was on fire.

yunho grunted a laugh, "so needy."

mingis dick throbbed as he came at the words, everything was burning with over sensitivity and he felt so tired, but his body wanted more, he needed more.

"yunho.." mingi panted.

"yes baby?" yunho bit his lip.

"fuck my brains out.."

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