The Shadows (Underworld 4) JH

41: I Love You

Smut ahead!

"Fuck!" Minghao yelps when Junhui bottoms out, his jaw slack and a thrumming in his veins that makes his blood sing. "Jun, please. Please!"

Junhui doesn't still or slow, just pulls back then slams right back into him, making Minghao moan as his elbows wobble on the table. Minghao is more than glad that Junhui's penthouse takes up the entire top floor because if the elder had neighbors, Junhui would be up to his neck in complaints about the noise.

Minghao is in no way a quiet person when it comes to sex, and he finds that he's even louder when he's the one being fucked. Junhui isn't loud, but he isn't quiet either and Minghao has only ever managed a few whines out of the elder whenever he fucks him just right. Except right now, this is Junhui slamming his hips up into him and Minghao cries out whenever the head of Junhui's cock presses against his prostate.

The elder is gentle and rough all at the same time and it's lighting a fire within Minghao who couldn't keep quiet even if he wanted to. And he doesn't because he wants Junhui to know how good he's making him feel and he wants anyone who might be able to hear them to know that Wen Junhui puts his mouth where his money is and Minghao is a little disappointed that he didn't suggest bottoming before.

Junhui fists into Minghao's hair and pulls, hard. Minghao yelps again, whining when Junhui pulls him towards him and Minghao's back arches even further. The angle changes then, becoming even more perfect and Minghao really wishes that his legs weren't so restricted as they are right now.

The elder must be thinking the same thing because he stops suddenly, wringing a weak mewl from Minghao's mouth that makes him smile.

"Relax, star. Just trust me," Junhui explains quietly, pressing a kiss to Minghao's throat as he begins to move. He sits back and brings Minghao with him, practically impaling him with his cock when Minghao sits back on his thighs. "Take  it easy and then turn around. I want you facing me."

Minghao nods, his bangs flopping into his face and he really should get a haircut soon because he hates when his hair gets into his eyes, but does as Junhui told him to do. He pulls his knees up and lets himself lean against Junhui's chest as he sits up again and lifts his hips up, bemoaning the loss of Junhui's cock as he turns.

Junhui is sweaty, his face and chest flushed as Minghao leans into his space then sits down on his lap again. Their lips meet without having to think and Minghao curls into the elder a little more solidly, Junhui's words still playing through his head when the elder grips his waist and lifts him up, lining himself up at Minghao's rim once more. Minghao lets his hips fall then, hands coming up to grab at the elder's shoulders as he takes Junhui to the base.

Once Junhui bottoms out, Minghao works his hips furiously then, already feeling the dull peace of his orgasm steadily working through his veins. Junhui must be close too if the stillness in his shoulders is any sign.

He's a little proud of the fact that Junhui wants him so much that he can come whether he's topping or bottoming and Minghao kisses him with all he has then, his hips slowing as their kiss begins to turn into something else.

Junhui kisses him back with tenderness clear in his actions and movement. He's gentle as he traces Minghao's lips with the tip of his tongue and Minghao shivers, a wave of arousal and something stronger and more meaningful washing through him. The elder's hands are firm on Minghao's waist and as Minghao loses steam, Junhui picks up the slack, holding Minghao in place as he fucks up into Minghao's heat.

The tight clutch of Minghao's ass is more than welcoming towards Junhui's cock and Minghao lets the elder lead for once, lets him set whatever pace he wants because right now, Minghao's mind is elsewhere. There's a tingling in his fingertips and when Junhui kisses him slowly and deeply, their orgasms approaching closer and closer with each drag of Junhui's cock against Minghao's prostate, Minghao finds that he'll accept the damn laptop. He'll accept it and any other ridiculously expensive thing Junhui wants to push on him because he wants this.
He wants Junhui. And not as just his sugar daddy anymore.