your body

15| good morning

jisung was woken up by an amazing smell coming from the kitchen.
and that's how he knew his sex husband was home.

damn, what a cool nickname.
he might start using that.

making his way into the kitchen, he saw minho standing behind the counter.

"good morning."
jisung yawned, sitting down.

"well good morning to you too~"
minho sang, turning the stove off.
"how did you sleep?"

"I would much appreciate if I could sleep more. you're overly happy today."
jisung scanned minho up and down.

"I'm just happy I'm home."
minho shrugged, putting a plate and a cup with coffee in front of jisung."
"are pancakes for breakfast okay?"

"literally any food you make is okay. and you already made them, it's not like I would have a choice."
jisung said.

"you do."
minho said, leaning against the kitchen counter.
"I am an option too, you know."

"wow, in front of my pancakes?"
jisung asked, taking a bite out of his food.
"what did that American air do to you?"

"more like what being away from you did to me."
minho tilted his head.

"someone here missed me a lot."
jisung said, taking a sip out of his coffee while keeping an eye contact with minho.
"too bad, this breakfast is delicious."

"oh is it now?"
minho asked.
"well, shouldn't I get a reward since it's so delicious?"

jisung just ignored him, and he continued eating his breakfast.

minho made his way towards jisung.
"what about your wrists? are they healing well?"
he asked, suddenly the tone of his voice sweeter, as he gently took jisung's wrist and looked at the scars.

"I guess so."
jisung shrugged, just letting minho examine his cuts.
"I didn't really pay attention to it."

"are you feeling alright?"
minho asked, resting his head on jisung's shoulder.

"mhm. never been better."
jisung said casually, taking a sip out of the cup, but he almost choked when he felt Minhos lips touching the sensitive skin of his neck.

jisung tilted his head slightly.
"hypocrite."
he chuckled.
"you're telling me that I need to go to school to get a diploma and have a good future, but now you want me to go to school late?"

"I never said you will be late."
minho said.
"you and me both know that we can be done in just two minutes."

"two minutes huh?"
jisung smirked.
"you really think you're capable of making me cum in two minutes?"

"I would even say minute and a half."
minho smirked, his hand slowly moving to jisung's thigh.
"wanna bet?"

"you're cocky. I don't like cocky guys."
jisung moved minhos hand away from his thigh, before he started eating again.

"oh, so you want it like that?"
minho smirked, before moving towards jisungs ear.
"two can play this game. I know your body more than you do yourself, han jisung."
he whispered, before his hand made his way down jisungs hip.

jisung snorted.
"well when you know my body so well, how about you showed me how it works?"

"should I?"
minho asked.

"go for it."
jisung gave him a green light.

and he wasn't wrong.
because just as minho's hand put the right amount of pressure and touch on a specific place on his hip, jisung's breath hitched.

minho smirked in satisfaction, as he slowly watched jisung melt in the chair when his hands continued to move around jisungs body.

"thighs. they are your biggest weakness."
minho whispered into jisung's ear, his finger moving up jisung's thigh.
"it doesn't matter if I touch them, kiss them, or cares them...they are sensitive. that's why the hickeys stay there for so long."

jisung let out a deep sigh when Minhos hand went under the fabric of his shorts, his hand now on jisung's bare thigh.

"see?"
minho said in satisfaction.

"your hand is just cold."
jisung tried defending himself.

"oh is it now?"
minho smirked, before gently grabbing his inner thigh, making jisung moan quietly.

"you little cocky fucker."
jisung breathed out, annoyed.

"you still think I can't make you finish in two minutes?"
minho said confidently.

"we have been fucking for a while now. just because you know my weak spots doesn't mean you will be able to make me cum so fast."
jisung said.

"if I do, you're going to grand me a wish."
minho said.
"if I don't, I'll do whatever you want."

"you know what? fuck it. bet."
jisung finally stood up.
"but be sure you're loosing."

minho didn't waste any time and he immediately picked jisung up and carried him into his room, while kissing his jawline.

laying him down on the bed, minho went to the nightstand and took a lube and condom, before going back to jisung.

"just so you know, preparation doesn't count. I'm not evil, and I don't want to hurt you."
minho said, taking off jisungs shorts.

"how thoughtful. I'm moved."
jisung said.

minho just rolled his eyes, before opening jisungs legs and taking the lube.
lubing his fingers, minho slowly pushed two of them inside jisung.
he was used to it already, and he always took two fingers like it was nothing.

but since they haven't really been fucking that much lately, jisung was a little tighter then usual.
and minho could feel that.
so he made sure to prepare him right.

soon enough, minho was pumping four of his fingers into the younger, enjoying the quiet whines leaving his mouth. when he was stretched enough, minho wiped his fingers into the sheets, before taking off his own sweatpants, putting a condom on himself.

after that, he took out his phone and set a countdown, before showing it to jisung.
"see? timer is set for two minutes."

jisung nodded in approval.

"3...2...1.."
minho pressed start, and the counting started.

let's just say that minho didn't waste any time.

right after the time started ticking, minho slammed into jisung, and just let all of his emotions take over.

A/N:
finally decided to update this book😻