horny//// xiuchen

twenty-nine.

boners sucked.

jongdae had never been more sure of anything in his life as he slowly writhed on his bed, trying to ignore it since he didn't want to deal with a boner right now. he was wearing only his diamond bracelet and one of minseok's stolen shirts, having taken off his panties when his precum formed too big of a wet patch to be ignored.

"achh, so embarrassing," jongdae whined to himself, picking up his phone. he went to minseok's contact.

peach:
minseokieeeeee are you thereeeee (*^▽^*)

daddy:
hey love what's up

peach:
*picture attached* 

peach:
help?

daddy:
your door unlocked?

peach:
spare key under the white rock :D

daddy:
on my way

jongdae closed his eyes, letting out a sharp breath when his hand slowly traveled down to his cock, slowly twisting his wrist as he pumped it. soft moans tumbled out, his breath hitching when he heard his front door door and close softly. soft footsteps up the stairs, his door swinging open...

"d-daddy, h-help," jongdae whined, seeing minseok. minseok let out a throaty chuckle, taking off his shirt as he walked over to jongdae's windows, closing the curtains for privacy. jongdae swallowed the saliva in his mouth as he walked over, crawling onto the bed and hovering over him.

"don't tell me my baby can't handle a boner?" his breath ghosted lightly over jongdae's ear, teasing him being his specialty.

"daddy- daddy don't be like this," jongdae whined, trying to get minseok to kiss him. but the elder refused, pushing jongdae's hands down.

"what do you want, baby, tell daddy what you want," minseok said, finger tracing over jongdae's pelvic bone. jongdae pouted up at him.

"kisses, daddy," jongdae told him. minseok rose an eyebrow, a solid reminder to jongdae that he had to have manners in order to get what he wanted.

"p-please, daddy," jongdae whispered. minseok smirked, leaning down so that he was a centimeter away from kissing the boy.

"always such a good boy," minseok praised, needy jongdae lifting his head up to connect their lips. minseok chuckled against him, giving him a sweet little kiss, the opposite of what was about to go down. but it served it's purpose, jongdae whining for more when minseok pulled away from it.

"ah, so needy," minseok tsked, one hand slowly traveling up jongdae's stomach, his shirt riding up, "always stealing my damn clothes."

jongdae giggled, sitting up so minseok could strip him of his shirt, leaving him in nothing but his bracelet.

"you look pretty like this, love," minseok told him, jongdae blushing in response.

"why- why am i always the first to get naked?" jongdae let out a little whine. minseok chuckled, flipping them so that minseok was sitting up against the headboard, jongdae straddling him.

"you're so whiny today, doll," minseok told him, placing little chaste kisses on his neck. jongdae huffed, bottom lip jutting out in an involuntary pout.

"m-meanie," jongdae said, trying to sound upset but being unable to when minseok nibbled on his ear. minseok let out a laugh at the word, his arms snaking around jongdae's waist to keep him in his place as he sucked hickeys into his neck.