ADDICT | MINSUNG ✔️

TWEEENTWINTIG

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jisung let his hands trace over the material, spun over his hips and making him feel naked.

the silk showed the outline of his pathetic dick clearly with the soft blue tint of it and he tilted his head to the side.

he twisted his hips a bit to view it from a different angle, exposing more of the soft silk contrasting against his sun kissed skin.

running his hands over his hips, he sighed. he felt content for once.

content at the soft lines that had raised on his skin when his hips and thighs had grown wider because minho had told him that he wanted to kiss them but wasn't sure if it was alright.

even though his chest still looked too big, he didn't mind. he looked strong with them, matching up with the defined squares on his stomach.

although his waist still curved strongly, he liked the way minho's hands curved with them. how his hands would smooth over them in a wave of comfort.

minho walked in, stopping in his path and standing to stare at him through the mirror.

jisung smiled at him when they met eyes through the object and the older walked up to press himself against him from the back.

when minho kept his hands hanging at his sides, jisung took a soft hold of them and placed them over the silk.

''you are exquisite,'' minho breathed, the younger letting go of his hands and permitting him all access to his body. ''how are you mine?''

he just shrugged, watching as his boyfriend pulled back the material on the side of his hip and rolled it between his fingers.

''are they comfortable?'' he wondered, letting the material fall against his skin again and folding his hands over it.

''they're soft,'' jisung stated, lowering his voice to barely be above a whisper. ''i feel pretty.''

minho hummed, hooking his chin over his shoulder. ''you really are.''

jisung sighed again, smiling when he saw the slight twitch of self-restraint in his boyfriend's hands. ''surprised you're not dirty talking again.''

''in all honesty, i wasn't sure if i could,'' minho blushed. ''you look so pure right now that i wouldn't know how to handle myself just at the thought of you spread out on the sheets.''

''now that sounds more familiar.'' the younger informed, minho laughing softly.

when the older cleared his throat, he allowed for their eyes to meet in the mirror again. ''i don't mean to be rude, but is there any reason you're dressed up so pretty?''

he immediately turned shy again, face flushing and posture sinking just a little.

''you don't have to say, pup.'' minho informed, only reminding jisung just how in love he actually was.

the younger giggled because of the butterflies tickling his stomach. ''wanted to be pretty for sir,'' he admitted. ''was feeling needy again.''

''sir is so lucky,'' the older breathed. ''to own such a beautiful puppy.''

''really?'' jisung asked, shuffling lightly on the spot as he subconsciously tried to get minho's hand where he wanted it.

minho let his hand slide, the younger's breath hitching out of excitement and then whining when he purposefully skipped over his member.

''definitely,'' he confirmed. ''what does puppy need today?''

''filled?'' the younger shyly suggested, meeting eyes in the mirror again and tilting his head to the side a bit, subconsciously giving his boyfriend access to his neck.

''okay, sweets,'' minho said, finally cupping his hand over the hidden cocklet and cooing when he found out he was already half-hard just from being touched close to the area. ''you wanna try something new with me?''

''what is it?'' jisung asked, not even making the weakest of an attempt at masking his curiosity.

''beads,'' he informed, studying his boyfriend's reaction. ''to get you all open and ready, sir will fuck you after if you want.''

jisung studied minho's features for a moment before finally agreeing. ''okay.''

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''comfortable?'' minho checked, pulling at one of the pillow he laid the younger on a little to adjust it.

although he felt a bit awkward laying on the sheets and pillows face down with nothing on except for his panties, it was admittedly comfortable.

''yeah.'' he confirmed, voice soft and timid as he felt a hand creep up on his back.

''can i have your consent, pretty baby?'' the older asked, secretly writing 'i love you' into the boy's back but the other too concentrated on the question to notice.

''i give you consent to do whatever you want to.'' jisung allowed, forcing himself to relax more.

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wanted to be smart but god said no