Clueless Boy - Minsung

Chapter 64

Jisung was leaving in a few hours, and Minho was in no mood to let him leave the bed that easily.

He has been mouthing at his chest, then moving up to kiss his lips longly again, while the younger squirmed so slightly.

He was devouring him, and not leaving any marks.

He hovered over him, kissing him deeper as he pressed his hips against him, making the younger let out a moan in his mouth. He loved it.

"M-Min~" Jisung whined, detaching their lips.

"Yes, my love ?" He whispered, caressing his sides under his shirt.

"I- I can't do it" He muttered.

Minho chuckled lowly, his hand lowering down his stomach.

"I can please you without making you limp" He mumbled "Let me ?"

Jisung nodded eagerly, too aroused to not feel anything.

"At your service" Minho said.

He mouthed his way down.

Lips and tongue gliding down his stomach, until he grabbed the hem of Jisung's underwear, and brought it down.

Jisung was a whimpering mess, head falling back as he felt Minho's hand hold his hard on.

And as he felt the little open mouthed kisses the boy made at his dick, Jisung moaned out loudly.

Until he bottomed out inside Minho's mouth, and he felt like screaming.

He tried to get a look at his lover, at the way he was devouring him and making him shudder, and the sight was even more hot. Too much to handle.

And after a tiny bit, Jisung came strongly inside Minho's mouth.

Minho sat back up with a proud smile, his hand wiping his mouth.

"Feeling good ?" Minho teased, passing a hand on Jisung's stomach.

"Ugh" Jisung only responded, hardly coming back from his high.

Minho chuckled at that.

Jisung slowly sat up, hand approaching Minho's crotch.

"You have to get ready, baby. You'll be late" Minho warned softly.

"But- You-"

"Shh" Minho reassured, kissing his forehead sweetly "It's okay"

Jisung pouted, but when Minho stood up to put him out of bed, he didn't have any other choice.

All washed up and his bagpack ready, Minho walked Jisung to the bus station.

They discussed lightly on their way, holding hands.

Until Jisung's bus finally arrived.

Minho cupped his boyfriend's love, and sweetly kissed his lips.

"No texts ?" He asked

"No texts" Jisung responded, pouty.

And Minho responded with a pout.

"At what time is your bus supposed to arrive ?" He asked

"Monday at 8" Jisung informed, smiling cutely.

"Okay" He said softly, staring fondly "I love you"

Jisung softened, leaning it to peck his lips once again.

"I love you"

And he waved goodbye when the bus left.

Just like the last time, Minho hated it.

He was annoyed, saddened, frustrated.

He had run to Chan's dorm, pouty for attention.

So Chan spent the afternoon distracting him. They played games, they discussed, and Minho tried his best to not repeat the word Jisung the entire time.

Going back home on that day, he went to sleep early.

Again, he'd rather spent his weekend sleeping rather than worrying. So he did.

On Sunday, Felix was the one distracting him.

They spent their day playing Just dance, and Felix couldn't stop laughing at Minho's cracking bones.

And as soon as Felix left, Minho slept more.

On Monday morning, he was the happiest.

He stood up abruptly, joyfully washing up and putting on the best clothes.

He rushed out of the dorm.

He grabbed some flowers on his way, wanting to see the little confused expression on his face, then his little eyes that widens as he remembers.

He can't wait to kiss him.

He stopped at the bus station, a wide smile spread on his lips.

He couldn't wait to hug him, and celebrate with him.

He looked at his phone.

7:55

He smiled happily, and waited.

8:00

And he waited more.

8:30

He waited even more

9:00

10:00

11:00

The flowers ended up on the floor of the bus station.

And Jisung was nowhere to be seen.