MARKED AS MINE || minsung

~6~ (🔞)

Author's pov..

Jisung and minho spent their whole day with each other and now as they settled into their shared room . the familiar warmth and comfort of their home wrapped around them like a cozy blanket.

Minho was lounging on their bed, scrolling through his phone, while Jisung finished up in the bathroom. The scent of fresh linen mixed with the subtle hint of Minho's cologne, creating an atmosphere that was both relaxing and intimate.

Jisung emerged from the bathroom, his hair slightly damp from his shower, wearing a simple t-shirt and pajama pants. He glanced at Minho, a fond smile playing on his lips as he took in the sight of his husband looking so at ease.

Jisung came crossing the room to join Minho on the bed. He slid in next to him, resting his head on Minho's shoulder.

Minho looked up from his phone, a gentle smile spreading across his face as he wrapped an arm around Jisung's waist.

Minho gently cups Jisung's face, his fingers tracing the contours of his cheekbones. He leans in closer, their noses brushing against each other as they take shallow breaths. The anticipation is palpable, the air thick with unspoken desires.

Jisung's eyes flutter shut as Minho presses his lips against his own. The kiss is gentle at first, but quickly deepens as their tongues touch and dance together. They pull away briefly to catch their breath, their chests heaving with excitement.

As they continue to kiss, their bodies begin to press against each other. Hands wander, exploring each other's forms with growing urgency. Their breathing becomes ragged, and they both know that they're teetering on the edge of something incredible. Their lips separate once more, but only long enough for them to gasp for air. Then, they're kissing again, more passionately than before. Fingers tangle in hair, clothes rustle as they struggle to get closer. It's clear that they're reaching a point of no return.

Minho takes hold of Jisung's hand, bringing it to his lips. He kisses each finger gently, then trails his mouth along the inside of Jisung's wrist. Their eyes meet again, and this time, there's no hesitation.

As their kisses grow hotter and more intense, Jisung begins to move his hips against Minho's thigh. He feels the hardness beneath the fabric of Minho's pants and knows that he's not the only one who wants this.
Jisung leans forward, pressing himself firmly against Minho's thigh.

He grinds against him rhythmically, his moans growing louder and more desperate as the pleasure builds within him.

Minho's hand finds its way to Jisung's waist, pulling him even closer.Minho reaches up to grab Jisung's shirt, ripping it open and exposing his chest to the cool night air. He kisses and nips at Jisung's collarbone, his tongue darting out to taste every inch of skin he exposes.

Jisung's eyes roll back as Minho sucks hard on his neck. He groans low in his throat, his body shuddering with desire. He pushes his hips harder against Minho's thigh, seeking release.Minho's hands roam over Jisung's body, kneading and squeezing his muscles through his clothing.

He slips his fingers under Jisung's shirt, finding bare skin and trailing kisses down Jisung's chest.Minho's touch sends shivers through Jisung's entire being. Every stroke of his fingertips, every caress of his lips, makes Jisung's skin feel alive with sensation.

He whimpers softly as Minho traces patterns on his stomach, his nipples tightening under Minho's teasing fingers.With each pass of Minho's fingers across his flesh, Jisung feels himself becoming more and more sensitive.

He squirms and writhes beneath Minho's touch, his breath coming in short gasps.Minho's hands slide lower, cupping Jisung's ass possessively. He squeezes hard, then drags his fingers up Jisung's spine, making him arch his back in pleasure.

His teeth sink into Jisung's shoulder, biting down hard enough to leave a mark.Jisung cries out in ecstasy as Minho's teeth dig deeper into his skin. The pain mixes with the pleasure, intensifying everything until he's on the verge of collapse.

Minho's mouth moves lower, his lips closing around Jisung's nipple, sucking hard as he continues to grind against him.Jisung's hands fist in Minho's hair as he thrusts his hips wildly against him. "More," he begs, his voice hoarse with desire.

Minho obliges, his tongue dancing around Jisung's nipple as his fingers work magic on his ass."Fuck, Minho," Jisung whispers, his voice thick with lust. "You're so hard for me." Minho growls, the sound vibrating against Jisung's skin. "You like feeling my cock against yours?" he asks, his voice rough and demanding.

"I love it," Jisung confesses, his breath coming in short gasps. "It turns me on so much." Minho's grip on Jisung's hip tightens, his movements growing more urgent. "Do you want me to cum inside you?You like feeling me fill you up?" Minho pants, his lips still pressed against Jisung's ear. "You like knowing that you're mine?"Yeah," Jisung admits, his voice trembling with desire. "Oh god, yes." Minho's hand slides lower, his fingers brushing against Jisung's wet entrance. "Are you ready for me?" he asks, his voice laced with anticipation.Yes," Jisung says, his voice barely above a whisper. "Please, fuck me." Minho's fingers part Jisung's lips, and he rubs them slowly against Jisung's entrance. "Do you want me to make you cum first?"

"I don't care," Jisung says, his voice strangled with need. "Just give it to me." Minho smiles wickedly, then thrusts two fingers inside Jisung, curling them slightly to hit his prostate."Oh fuck," Jisung groans, his hips bucking against Minho's hand. "That's it, right there." Minho's fingers work overtime, pumping in and out of Jisung at a frantic pace. He adds a third finger, stretching Jisung wide.Jisung's body starts to tremble as the pleasure builds inside him.

He wraps his arms around Minho, holding on tightly as he comes, his orgasm tearing through him like a storm. He collapses against Minho, panting heavily.Minho leans in close, his lips brushing against Jisung's ear. "I love you," he whispers, his voice full of emotion. Jisung looks up at him, his eyes shining with tears."Minho..." Jisung says, his voice choked with emotion. "I love you too." Minho brings his head down to rest against Jisung's, his heart pounding in his chest.

They lay there for a long time, wrapped in each other's arms, their hearts beating as one. Eventually, they drift off to sleep, exhausted from their passion-filled night.

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Woahhhh... I can't even say that was a smut😭😂.

Anyways, enjoy your day gu-gays.. 👀😂