Spin off #4 🔞

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This chapter contains pre-smut. If you're uncomfortable please skip this & the next chapter

The sound of the pouring rain against the floor-to-ceiling glass of Mingyu's bedroom could be heard over the soft lewd sound of two pairs of hungry lips devouring each other, the soft grunts and moaning were increasing as each second past by. A few clothes were already aimlessly scattering all over the floor, the only things that were yet to be joining them were Wonwoo's brief and Mingyu's nightgown that was barely hanging by his torso at the moment.

The bed creeked audibly with the sudden shift of weight on it, a breathy moan left from Wonwoo's perted lips as his hands gripped around the shoulder of the taller boy who was hovering over him. The mark of his nails, vivid and stark against the tan skin, bloomed like crimson flowers. But that was the last thing on his mind as waves of pleasure washed over him, clouding his eyes with an intensity that consumed every other thought. His eyes fluttered shut in bliss as a pair of lips tenderly caressed the spot just beneath his jaw, where his graceful neck converged.

It was overwhelming for him as his entire body trembled, the sensation of Mingyu's fingertip pads gently tucked under his chin and gradually tracing downwards sent shivers through him only to be stopped at his puckered nipple, Wonwoo's eyes rolled back when he felt it twisted between the callused pads of the other boy. A high pitched moan left his parted lips, sounding foreign to his own ears as embarrassment seemed to devour him in whole and the smirk he felt against his slender neck didn't seem to help him either.

But the embarrassment didn't last long when he felt Mingyu's leg diving deeper between his, the firm pressure against his hardening length made him arch his back. A loud yelp escaped from his parted lips, a sound that could be described as a mixture between a cry of pleasure and a moan of bliss. He quickly clasped his hands over his mouth, suddenly aware of how sensitive he truly was-a realization that had only dawned upon him today for the very first time.

"Don't cover them up. I want to hear them all," Mingyu's voice, raspier than usual, whispered through the dimly lit room. He gently pulled away the hands that were trying to cover his mouth, instead repositioning them around his bare shoulder. Before letting go, he tenderly kissed each hand, his eyes filled with a mix of affection and desire. Wonwoo gently bit his lip, giving a short, curt nod that made the other person chuckle.

Without hesitation, Mingyu leaned in and placed a sweet, affectionate peck on his lips, filling the moment with warmth and tenderness. He lingered for a brief second, savoring the intimacy, before letting his kisses travel southward. His lips left open-mouthed, gentle kisses along his partner's skin, each one deepening the connection and stirring a sense of profound closeness as they journeyed farther downward.

His hands resting closely over the waistband, his finger latching on its wedge as he looked up at his boyfriend for permission. Wonwoo nearly groaned in impatience. "Do I really have to say it out loud?" His flushed skin brightened with every word, the heat rising to his cheeks, amplifying his desire and frustration. Mingyu's firm gaze held steady, unwavering, demanding the vocal confirmation. With a resigned yet eager sigh, Wonwoo finally groaned, "Please, Fuck me, Mingyu!" his voice laden with need and urgency.

Those words were enough for Mingyu to proceed. "That was your last chance to run away, hyung," he murmured against Wonwoo's bare, pale thigh as he slid down the remaining, freeing the hardening length. His hot breath ghosting on the thigh sending shivers down Wonwoo's spine. Mingyu nuzzled his face deeper, his stubble grazing softly, adding an electrifying sensation to the already heated moment.

He nestled himself between those alabaster thighs, gently parting them further in the process, but his eyes widened when they fell upon a thin strap loosely hanging by the entrance. His eyes flickered toward his boyfriend; even in the dimly lit room, he could see how flushed Wonwoo's body had turned. As Wonwoo desperately tried to hide his face with his arm over his eyes, Mingyu thought he couldn't feel more loved than in this very moment.

"Hyung, look at me," his voice was firm, imbued with a sense of urgency, yet his touch remained gentle, tenderly rubbing circles around the thighs in an attempt to soothe the underlying tension. Wonwoo finally obliged, though his gaze wandered, flitting past his eyes and settling on anything else in the room, unable to meet the intensity of his stare.

"How long have you been wearing those?" Mingyu asked with a curious yet gentle tone, as he crawled back to face the other person. With a tender touch, he cupped the other's cheeks with both of his hands, his fingers caressing the soft skin. His lips followed suit, placing delicate kisses all over the person's face-on the forehead, the temples, the cheeks, and even the tip of the nose-but he deliberately avoided his lips, creating an air of playful anticipation between them.

And just as he predicted, it didn't take more than a few seconds for him to snap, groaning in frustration as he craned his neck to meet the other's lips eagerly, only to be pushed back onto the pillow with a firm hand. "You still haven't answered my question," Mingyu rasped, his face so close to the other that Wonwoo could feel the hot breaths fanning against his left cheek. He could sense how subtly Mingyu's tongue was teasing his cheek, leaving a wet trace of saliva that sent shivers down his spine.

"Two hours," Wonwoo shivered, his voice trembling as he felt a hand trailing sensually from his thigh up to his waist. The touch left his skin burning with a not-so-innocent heat before the hand tightened possessively against his waist."Did you search it up?" Mingyu whispered, his hot breath grazing Wonwoo's skin before his tongue slid downwards, leaving a wet trail of saliva down his chin, and fuck! Wonwoo couldn't think straight.

A/N:
I never knew I was such a tease!
😉

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