Sweetheart (Minsung)

51. One Last Night Together

TW: Smut
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Jisung pulled the elder down into a kiss as his arms wrapped tighter around his neck and pulled his body closer. The youngers back pressed against the cold concrete as Minho licked his bottom lip.

The boy opened his mouth wider, allowing the other's tongue to dance with his own. A ballet telling the story of two lovers coming together in the most intimate and loving way they can.

A tear slipped from Jisung eye as he thought of what they'd been told.

In one month you'll both go to jail.
That date was tomorrow. They would go to court, be convicted and separated since Minho's crimes were probably bad enough to earn him an isolated cell. He'd be proud of that though.

The elder pulled back and his expression turned to worry at the sight of tears rolling down his lover's cheeks.

"Sweetheart, what's wrong?" He asked softly.

His right hand moved to cup Jisung's cheek, the pad of his thumb swiping away the water droplets from his skin.

"This is our last night together." He whispered. "We have court tomorrow and there's no way we'll be deemed innocent." The younger dropped his head on Minho's shoulder. "I'll get separated from you again."

The elder chuckled and moved his hand to tilt the boy's head back up. He inched closer until their breaths fanned against the other's lips.

"Remember when I asked you if you trusted me?" He asked, the boy nodding in response.

"The next following days, I'm going to need you to trust me with every fiber of your being, part of your brain and piece of your heart. It's going to be difficult, but it's very important that you trust that I know what I'm doing." He finished and waited for the other to reply.

"I trust you. All of me trusts you. But that doesn't stop the worry I have for us. Minho, I love you and can't lose you." Jisung hands moved to tangle in his hair as the elder smiled.

"And you won't. I promise. I love you too." He dived into the younger's lips, letting all their emotions spill through their lips and get tangled in their burning desire.

Minho's hands slide under his shirt, soft touch lighting a fire along his skin. He traced meaningless shapes that felt like they were being burned into his body.

The touches moved further up, brushing against his nipples and causing him to let out a quiet moan that was quickly swallowed by the elder.

Jisung's shirt was quickly discarded, and the kiss broken for only a moment before they were chasing the other's lips.

A noise outside the cell caught their attention and both looked over.

"Are we going to get caught?" The younger asked worriedly.

"We won't get caught if you're quiet." He smirked. Jisung smacked his shoulder.

"Yeah, but won't there be...other noises?" He asked again, glancing out between the bars.

"There doesn't have to be." The boy looked at him confused before understanding what he meant.

He quickly turned them around, so Minho was against the wall. His shirt was pulled off and thrown to the floor before his neck was attacked.

Jisung sucked on his neck in a few places before finding the spot that made him breath out a small moan.

He bit the skin gently a licked over the spot to sooth it. When he moved back, he smiled at it, seeing a large purple mark.

He soon started to kiss down his chest, going on his knees in front of the elder as he continued down. The younger toyed with hem of his pants as Minho's hand made its way to his hair. He teasingly pulled them and his boxers down to his thighs.

Jisung grabbed the base of the elder's dick, giving a few kitten licks to the tip before wrapping his lips around it and bobbing down slightly. The warmth and wetness caused Minho to throw his head against the wall and bite his lip to stop the noises threatening to leave his throat.

The younger lowered down more, gagging slightly when the tip hit the back off his throat, and pulled back. He repeated this, gaining speed as he looked up at the other. His hips bucked suddenly, chasing his high but Jisung held them and pushed them back against the wall.

The hand in his hair tightened and he knew Minho was getting closer. He skillfully worked his tongue on the tip as he kept bobbing up and down his length. With a moan muffled behind his hand, Minho releases into the youngers mouth.

He swallows as he stands back up, loving how his boyfriend was panting, head leaning against the wall from his actions. He waits for a moment as the elder regains his breath. He pushes off the wall and leans down to the other.

"My turn." He whispers with a smirk before pushing him backwards so he stumbles back onto the bed. Minho gets up and straddles him immediately and attaches his lips to the boy's neck. He travels down to the spot on his collarbone, hands on his waist and working on pulling his pants down.

Jisung's hand flies to cover his mouth when he bites his skin, sending tingles through his body. He hisses slightly when the cold air hits his lower half and his pants have been chucked to the side.

Minho shifts his legs up and moves down. Before the other can register what he's doing, his back arches in pleasure as he moans into his hand. The elder's tongue moves quickly in and out of his hole, sending waves of pleasure he's never experienced before through his body.

Minho's hands hold his thighs, stopping them from squeezing shut at the feeling. He soon moves back up to Jisung's face, connecting their lips together as he slowly inserts one finger. The boy squirms a bit at the feeling but soon moans and mewls are tumbling from his mouth into the elder's as he goes faster, soon adding another finger.

He throws his head back when Minho hits his prostate, the elder capturing his lips again quickly to stop any loud moans that could alert the guards. After just a few moments Jisung can feel a familiar heat in the bottom of his stomach.

As he gets closer to his high, his arms wrap around Minho's neck, nails clawing at the skin from the immense pleasure.

He releases over both their stomachs, and his boyfriend helps ride out his high before pulling out his fingers and leaving a peck on his lips. He walks to the small sink and washes his hands before grabbing and small cloth and cleaning them both up.

He helps dress the younger and they climb into the bed together, tangled up in each other in the small space. Jisung drifts to sleep quickly. Minho watches his peaceful face before kissing his forehead and going to sleep himself.

His brain ticks and whirrs with ideas for a plan as he rests.

A plan to help them both. To save them both.

A/N

at the moment the votes are in favour of the zombie apocalypse story, so if that's the one that ends up with the most number of votes by the 1 Sep should I include the other members? Or did y'all like that everyone was an OC in this story? If y'all want me to include them, then most would probably be mean and shitty human beings and/or only be in the story for a chapter with the way it's coming together.