F*ck me like Royalty

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Jealousy comes in many different forms.

 Sometimes it happens just because you want to be the person that's constantly near someone.  But other times, it's an excuse, an excuse to make up for the lost time without telling the person that they forgot every single memory you guys used to have together.  

If that didn't make sense, it's ok.  

None of it ever does until its too late.

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After a long while of Minho struggling to change Jisung into new clothes, they finally sat down on the couch. With Jisung sitting sideways in Minhos lap, hugging him like a koala as he rested his head in his chest with his eyes closed. Jisung seems calm now but, it was a war for Minho trying to get him changed..

Jisung would kick and fight as he was 'mad' at Minho for fucking him too hard. This went on for a while, Jisung fighting, Minho begging, and the clothes being struggled to put on. Until finally, Minho said, 'If you don't let me change you I'm going to fuck you again." At that very moment, Jisung went as quiet and still as a snail in hibernation.

As everything settled down, and no maids were found, Minho quietly fed the boy cookies knowing that even though Jisung was mad at him, he couldn't resist cookies. "Is it yummy?" Minho teased followed with a loud groan in pain from Jisung smacking him across the chest. "Shut up." he said then snuggled his face back into Minhos chest.

Cute Minho thought. "Did I tire you out princess?" Minho teased again, clearly not learning his lesson. "Just give me another cookie.." Jisung mumbled, completely aware of the smile Minho had on his face, although he chose not to look.

Minho held out the cookie as Jisung took a bite, his cheeks puffing up as he chewed. "Is it good?" Minho asked, looking at the pleased expression on Jisungs face, he guess it was. Jisung nodded, "Try one." he said looking at Minho, wondering why he hasn't even taken a bite.

Jisung takes another bite when Minho says, "I think I will." and not long after, his face gets grabbed and Minho sticks his tongue in Jisungs mouth. Minho shifts Jisung around so the princes legs are on either side of his torso. Jisung tries to pull away put Minho just doesn't stop, he chases his lips and doesn't let go. Jisungs nails dig into Minho biceps as he furrows his brows, the kiss getting to his head, now he'd completely forgotten how he was trying to separate from him.

Minho pulled away with a devious grin smirk on his face, "Delicious." Jisungs eyes went wide now knowing what he meant, "Oh my gosh Minho stop!" Jisung slapped his chest again and got up, about to walk away, when his wrist got grabbed.

He got pulled back down on the Minhos lap, back to chest. "I won't let you get away from me princess." he said smiling into Jisungs neck. He then went quiet and whispered something under his breath, so quiet that Jisung couldn't hear, "Not like last time.."

Jisung tried wiggling out accompanied by a major struggle from the pain up his ass. Minho wrapped his arms around Jisungs waist and held him close, they felt like a couple..like a regular couple where one of them is 'mad' at the other but they aren't really mad. While the other one knows they're not really mad but they still make them feel better. Why?

And who.. Who was Minho, Jisung never knew, he's never met him before this, why was Minho so attached to Jisung. And why did Jisung feel so alone without him, but Jisungs always had that feeling? Of aloneness? He thought so, but maybe it was more than being alone, maybe it was missing someone. And he couldn't figure out why that someone felt like Minho.