ADDICT | MINSUNG ✔️

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it felt weird, to be completely naked in front of each other. it was weird to examine the other's body while they only intertwined their fingers.

they both inhaled audibly to speak up, but jisung stayed quiet when he noticed. ''i don't- how do i start?'' minho asked.

jisung laughed fondly. ''i have no fucking clue.'' he admitted, squeezing his boyfriend's hand for comfort.

''makes two of us,'' the older laughed, bringing his gaze up to his face again. ''i forgot how awkward first times are.''

''excuse you,'' jisung gasped. ''i'm not awkward. i'm just nervous about you putting your dick up my ass.''

''your dirty talk isn't exactly doing it for me.'' minho joked, the younger giggling lightly.

''i'm sorry,'' he apologised quietly. ''i'm just really nervous.''

only then minho actually took notice of the slight tremble of his voice and the light shake of his hands.

''sungie,'' the older started. ''you'll be fine. even if it doesn't work out, we can always try again.''

''no, you're right. i'm sorry i just-'' jisung stumbled. ''can i have a hug?''

minho hummed, letting go of his hand to wrap around his shoulder and pull him into his chest. it was weirder now that it was just their skin rubbing against each other, but it was comforting.

the soft slide of warmth between seemed to be exactly what they needed, jisung closing his eyes at the gentle touch.

while still in their embrace, the younger leaned back just a bit so he could reach minho's lips, letting them rest against each other.

in the end the older was the first to start, slowly moving his lips and letting his tongue slide over his bottom lip.

jisung allowed him to, minho more eager for their tongues to touch; to feel the slide of them against each other.

minho let his hands drop down to his waist, securing him in his hold.

one of his hands made it's way down the small of his back to the top of his crack and jisung squeaked out of surprise.

the older let out a warm laugh against his mouth which felt terribly odd, but he ignored it when the digit when further and brushed over his hole.

''let's get you opened up, hm?'' minho suggested, moving in little circles on the spot and jisung humming in agreement.

while the older got the lube, he got into position so that his front was comfortably laid on the mattress and his ass was up in the air.

it felt comfortably familiar when the coldness hit his rim and it was satisfying to feel the first digit enter him that easily.

minho's hand on his hip steadied him, helping him push in at the same time. ''tell me the second it hurts, yeah?''

''of course,'' jisung confirmed, letting out a soft moan when the older crooked his finger a bit. ''i don't think you'll hurt me.''

he didn't say anything when he entered his second finger, using the two of them to open him up until he was wide enough for the third digit.

jisung was panting into the sheets under him, eyes closed and mouth hung open. he was a hundred percent certain that he looked ugly, he was a lot less certain if minho could see him.

''you're so beautiful, jisung,'' he praised, watching the lube making his rim shiny and the way his fingers disappeared and backed out of his hole. ''look so pretty when you're stuffed with my fingers''

''minho,'' the younger whined. ''stop with the dirty talk.''

''sorry, sung,'' minho apologised. ''it's nature.''

a long hum passed jisung's lips when he tried to swallow his own moans.

''i'm gonna do four, okay?'' he asked. ''just to be sure.''

''go wild,'' jisung permitted, flinching at his own choice of words. ''sorry, nerves again.''

the older laughed softly. ''it's fine baby, try to relax.''

jisung tried, taking a few deep breaths without moving too much so he wouldn't feel the fingers inside him shift.

he could feel the fourth finger start to push in, quickly coming to the conclusion that this was definitely bigger than the dildo that had been used on him a few days ago.

''fuck,'' he cursed, gritting his teeth together. ''fuck.''

''does it hurt?'' minho worried, hesitantly going to pull it back out.

''keep them in,'' jisung growled, balling the material under his hand into a fist. ''and don't move.''

''just relax, chill,'' the older instructed. ''breathe for me.''

''stop talking to me like i'm giving birth.'' he snapped, snarling and releasing the sheets to slam his fist into it.

minho couldn't tell wether he was in physical or in mental pain, but he felt terrible for it.

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