Sugar (Mistae) ✅

Sixteen (M)

Third Person POV

Misun and Taejung had been discussing this for quite some time.

They'd planned it out carefully, and Taejung had made sure that Misun was okay with it thousands of times. Misun wasn't scared, he trusted Taejung.

They'd been together for a little over a year now, and Misun felt that he was most definitely ready. Ready to take the next step in their relationship.

Taejung had planned the evening out perfectly. He wanted everything to be perfect.

They'd gone out to dinner. Had a nice talk, although both of them had just been tingling with excitement.

Over the course of their relationship they'd done a lot of cliche and cheesy things, but they didn't mind. They appreciated that it was simple and cliche. They didn't have any huge fights and didn't have any gut wrenching moments that left them both sad or angry.

It was just a normal relationship, with normal dates and cheesy moments.

Taejung drove Misun home and entered the mansion. Nobody was home, as they were all out on some kind of mission.

He gently led Misun to his room and stood in front of the boy.

"Are you sure?" He asked once more.

"I've never been more sure in my life." Misun replied, a small blush starting to coat his cheeks. Taejung smiled lovingly and kissed Misun, not rushing anything.

The kiss turned a little more heated and Misun was led to the bed and gently laid down onto his back. He allowed Taejung to start to remove his clothes and smiled shyly up at the elder when his shirt was taken off.

Taejung wiggled his eyebrows, eliciting a giggle from the boy underneath him.

Jung leaned down and nuzzled his cheeks against Misun's, sighing quietly. "I love you, baby."

"I know." Taejung pulled away and pouted. Misun tried to keep in his laughter, but failed miserably. "I'm sorry Jung. I love you, too." He teased, leaning forward and kissing Taejung again.

Taejung smiled into the kiss and moved his lips downwards. He sucked lightly on Misun's soft skin, as the boy moaned softly underneath him.

Jung felt encouraged by the sounds and continued, gently running his hands down his beautiful boyfriend's skin.

Misun felt shy, but he trusted Taejung. He knew the boy wouldn't ever make fun of him, nor would he ever cross a boundary he knew he had.

Soon, Misun was completely naked in front of Taejung, smiling shyly up at the elder, cheeks still coated with a soft blush.

"Beautiful." Taejung muttered, placing a chaste kiss onto his boyfriend's lips.

He reached out to and grabbed the lube he'd gotten and saved for this occasion.

He made sure to pour a healthy amount onto his fingers before reaching down and gently parting Misun's legs.

"Tell me if you want to stop. We don't have to--"

"Stop worrying, Jung. I trust you. I'm ready." Misun assured. Taejung smiled and quickly slid a finger inside Misun, who gasped at the unfamiliar feeling.

Taejung gently worked the single digit before he felt Misun would be ready for a second.

He stilled when the small boy let out a slightly whimper the stretch. "I-I'm fine. Just feels a little...weird." He muttered.

Taejung nodded and moved slowly, stretching out the boy until he felt he was stretched out enough.

"I don't want to hurt you, baby."

"It'll hurt either way. Just be gentle. I'm sure the pained I'll go away."

"You sure?" Taejung curved an eyebrow upwards and smirked. "Cause I can tell you that I'm pretty b--"

"Shut the hell up and make love to me." Misun hissed, but instantly blushed a furious red when he realized what he'd just demanded.

Taejung laughed and leaned forward for a much wanted (needed) kiss, gently worked his hips forward and entering Misun.

The boy whimpered into his boyfriend's mouth, grabbing his hand and squeezing to try and get passed the pain and uncomfortable stretching he was feeling.

Taejung managed to move all the way in without stopping. "There we go, baby. I'm so proud of you." He whispered encouragingly.

"Sh-shut up." Misun muttered shyly. The smiled at each other lovingly.

"I love you."

"I love you, too, you giant cheeseball." Misun muttered.

Taejung waited until Misun told him to move. From there, he gently pushed his hips back and then brought them forward again.

Misun almost laughed. "I'm fine, I won't break, Jung. Don't make this awkward by going too slow."

Taejung mocked a look of offense, pouting before moving a bit faster.

Misun gasped, clutching onto his boyfriend shoulders, whimpering and moaning softly as Taejung treated him perfectly.

Gentle, but pleasureable.

Taejung grunted softly, loving the feel of being wrapped around his love. He was panting slightly as he felt himself building up for an orgasm.

It wasn't rushed, and it wasn't forceful. But was certainly going to be the best one he'd ever had. (Thoughts of a horny teen)

He reached down and began to stroke Misun as well, attaching their lips together in a slightly heated make out section. Taejung detached his lips when he heard Misun cry out into his mouth.

The boy arched his back as he came, whimpering softly as he felt Taejung release as well, inside of him.

Jung pulled out soon after, grabbing a damp cloth from the bathroom and wiping them clean before climbing into the bed and snuggling up to Misun.

"God, I love you so much."

"As you've stated multiple times." Misun teased, eliciting yet another pout. "Oh, I love you too, you fluffy bear."

They kissed once more, intent on falling asleep in one another's embrace.

"Mommy's home my beautiful--oh my God my eyes! My child! JEON TAEJ--!"

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And that's a wrap! Thank you for reading my beautiful readers!

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