minsung / smut

I thought this was your first time!?

(short fic)

When jisung told him he was a virgin, Minho immediately made sure that it would be romantic and sweet. Nice dinner, rose petals on the bed, the whole ordeal so Jisung would feel special. Minho even offered to be bottom, too, despite his preferences.

It was all about Jisung, all for his sweet, shy, boy.

Minho didn't expect to get fucked into oblivion the minute he told Jisung it was okay to move.

They did start off slow and romantic, though, Minho taught him how to properly open him up, the angle that would make Minho feel good. Jisung was a quick learner, always being good with his fingers, and always specially attentive to his boyfriend. Then Jisung was pushing in, bottoming out with ease.

his little whines made Minho think it would be over very soon, which was fine - he wasn't expecting for him to last long.

Jiusng tried, he really did, to keep his composure and the steady rhythm Minho seems to be enjoying. Hips still a little unsure, slow.

"Take your time baby, dont push yourself", Minho sighed while getting comfortable on the sheets, his legs wrapping around Jisung's waist to pull him closer, deeper. "You can go a little faster, though, if you want," he guided gently.

It was clear Jisung couldn't hold back anymore. As soon as he tried a rougher pace, pulling his hips back until only the tip was inside his boyfriend before slamming his cock into him. "Oh - oh, Minho, fuck", the older literally saw stars, almost feeling like Jisung was all the way inside his throat from how hard he was fucking him , "Shit, you feel so good - 's so tight, fuck."

Minho opens his mouth to tell him to slow down a little, to not push himself too much, but then Jisung was holding the back of his knees and folding Minho in half, and all he could do was grip the sheets and roll his eyes back, hoping he wasn't being ripped in half. Where the fuck did he learn that?

"M sorry, Min, just -", Jisung babbles, whimpers, ram his cock inside him with enough force to make the bedframe hit the wall of Minho's bedroom. He doenst care right now, though, clearly busy begging Jiusng to keep going "So good, 's so good. perfect. You're perfect, Min"

"Wanna -", his voice cracks, and it should be embarrassing, but Minho's thought are full of more more more so he doesn't really mind to act shy right now. "Shit, Jisungie, want you from behind."

It takes a while for the words process in Jisung's brain, Minho can tell when his hips suddenly stutter and wide lustful eyes look at him. "Fuck, Minho, you can't just say that", he argues but pulls out right after and Minho immediately misses his dick inside. Rolling over to his front is easy, lifting his hips up on shaky knees, not so much. It's all worthy when he hears Jisung gasps behind him.

There's hands holding both his asscheeks, exposing his wet clenching hole even more, then Jisung is pulling Minho back on his cock until he bottoms out and shit, Minho really should ask where he learned all that.

Jisung immediately goes back to his unforgiving pace, the new position making it easier for him to pull Minho's hips against his at every thrust. At some point, he even angles himself just right, and Minho fucking screams when Jisung starts ramming against his prostate.

"Just a bit more, promise, hyung, please", the older doesn't have the mental capacity to process any of his boyfriend's words right now, barely realizes he's crying into his pillow until he hears himself sob at how good it feels. He isn't even moaning anymore, mouth hanging open uselessly and his eyes rolling back in pure bliss, fingers gripping the sheets so tightly they might rip soon.

Minho thinks he hears a scream, a sob, something in between — isn't sure if it's his or Jisung's. All he knows is Jisung pounds right into his sensitive spot, wraps a hand around him (want you to feel good too, Min, love you) and Minho is gone.

His vision goes white for a second, his whole body shaking beneath the younger's, and there's warmth spreading inside him. Oh, Jisung just came too.

They stay like that while catching their breath, Jisung's body holding the bedframe while his cock still twitches weakly inside of him. He pulls out a minute later, drops himself beside Minho and pulls the older into his naked chest.
"Was it good?" He asks, sounding a little unsure still.
Minho barely manages to give him a thumbs up, then promptly sleeps until lunch.

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