F*ck me like Royalty

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Emotions are very confusing, they will change up on you in a second.  

Don't get confused when someone is having an amazing time hanging out with you, and then the next second they start sobbing.   It could just be their heart hurting that the moment will be over in a couple hours or less.

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"I thought you would know how to do this better. Distracted?" Minho teased, leaning closer until he could feel Jisungs breath. "No..no." Jisung repeated, forgetting if he said no the first time. "Hm, are you sure?" Minho said making Jisung push him away with very weak force. "Yes, yes I'm fine. It's done." Jisung said as quickly as he could, which wasn't that quick at all considering how flustered he was.

"Good." Minho said, tightening his grip on Jisungs ass, making him yelp and dig his nails into Minho's shoulders. "Gosh Minho stop!" Jisung said, squirming around, trying to get off. "How can I when I see someone else touching what's mine princess?" one of his hands traveling up to the back of Jisungs neck and whispering in his ear.

"St-mph~" Jisung started but got cut off by a pair of lips attacking him. Minho forced his tongue inside while his hands went down to grips Jisungs waist firmly, ready to leave marks.

Jisung smacked Minho's shoulder multiple times, trying to tell him he was running out of breath, but he didn't listen. Just tightening his grip more, he kissed him until he felt Jisung couldn't do so anymore; then pulling out and licking his lips as he watched the prince catch his breath. "Now you gotta take it off." Minho smirked.

Jisung looked at him, slightly confused on what he was talking about, but eventually, his eyes landed on Minhos tie. "What.." Jisung said, slightly confused, his innocent mind not being prepared for what Minhos reason was. "It's a tie, so I'm gonna use it like one." he replied, eyes boring holes into Jisung as he slid the tie off from his neck, Jisungs hard and unconcentrated work going to waste. "But.. like for what- specifically.." Jisung struggled to get out, which only one word came out of Minhos mouth as a response, one word that had Jisung weak. "You."

And just like that there was no turning back, because even though Minho didn't show it much, Jisung knew that Minho was still mad. Although he didn't quite know why, Keeho was only grabbing his ankles, but Jisungs shirt wasn't exactly on correctly; and just like that, Jisung found his answer.

Pulling off his tie, he grabbed Jisungs wrists before he could get up, moving them behind his back and tying them. "No wait I'm sorry! I- I mean.. I don't even know what I did." he pleaded, which was a lie, he knew what he did, but he didn't know why Minho was so mad at what he did.

"You do a lot of things princess, things that make me jealous, things that make me happy, or even better, things that make me aroused, I'm sure you like that one." he said in Jisungs ear. Minhos hand moved to the others hair, threading his fingers through and holding a tight grip on it as he moved Jisung off his lap and onto the floor. "On your knees." he said making a spark in Jisung light and flicker, arousing him in a slightly stupid way.

"Listen I mean we don't have to do this now, like don't you want to rest first? We could go to eat or you know whats even better! Lets-" Jisung rambled on just to get a finger to his mouth. "Suck." Minho said, shoving his thumb into Jisungs mouth and pressing down to make Jisung gag.

The rambling wasn't a part of Jisung that didn't want whatever was going to happen, to happen. It was the part of Jisung that knew that he wanted whatever was going to happen, to happen. And if he was honest, he was slightly scared, yesterday he was not prepared at all and didn't want to, but he enjoyed it. He enjoyed it so much it scared him and it got him thinking about it throughout the day. And now the same thing is going to happen today, except, he wants it more, and once it happens he won't even think about saying 'stop' because he know it'll be too good.