Jisung:
Saturday was filled with lots of unpacking and pictures. We fell asleep quickly that night.
But today is Sunday, and we're cuddling on the couch. There's an odd feeling in the pit of my stomach for some reason. I can't seem to make it go away.
Minho turns my head and kisses me, and I push myself up, breaking the kiss for a second. I push his phone off his lap and sit there, facing him, before reconnecting our lips.
Minho's hands land on my hips, and my fingers tangle in his soft hair.
After a minute or so of making out that just keeps heating up, he picks me up, stands, and brings me up the stairs, on our bed he drops me.
He hold his body over mine, and I nod. He copies my movement, a silent agreement made.
Minho pulls my shirt over my body, and throws it to the floor. I press my lips to his again, as he takes my skinny jeans off. I slip his shirt up over his head, and he helps me with his pants.
He slips his hand over the hard lump in my blue boxers, and an odd, slightly embarassing, moaning sound escapes my lips. He causes more moans by rubbing slowly. I clench my hands in his hair, and a small smirk appears on his face.
I'm too much of a mess to care.
He pulls the boxers off me, out of the way. In turn I shakily push his off.
Minho pulls a pre-lubed condom out of his wallet while I attempt to swallow my shock. Will that even fit...?
He rolls it on, and places a pillow under my ass. He kisses me, receiving whimper in return. He smiles, with the next kiss pushing carefully in.
Side note: it fits!
I gasp, and dig my nails harshly into his shoulders. The small amount of pain is forgiveable. He thrusts slowly in and out, so slow it's teasing. My nails dig even further in, and my moaning increases.
I whine, earning his chuckle. He continues in his slow pace, and places kisses down my neck, creating purple marks that'll be there for days.
I moan and hit his shoulder. His thrusts grow faster, and my moans, panting, and scratching increase.
After a hot minute of that, a warm, tingly feeling in my stomach arises.
Minho's breathing gets more labored, and with one last thrust, I give up, and release onto our stomachs. This causes Minho to release, still in me, and that causes my last little moan. He pulls out, removing the condom, and ridding of it. He cleans us up with his shirt.
He lays down by me, pecking my lips, and I curl into him.
Sleep takes us away.
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A/n:
Woahhhhhhh
So many in one dayyyyy
byeee <3
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Inside My Head || Minsung
Fiksi Penggemar*COMPLETED* Han Jisung, a boy too scared to speak his mind in public, or in private. The doctors can't decide what to do with this severe anxiety, and his parents are frightened for his future. Lee Minho, the schools pretty boy. He avoids the "cool...
