Do that again || MINSUNG

V

"What's going on with you and Jisung?"

Chan just wouldn't leave Minho alone, grabbing the chance to talk to him at any given moment. It was quite frustrating, really.

"Why do you keep asking, do you want me to suck you off or something?" the younger snapped back, taking big strides away from Chan, who froze at the words. 

It wouldn't just stay at that. He somehow found his number and texted him the exact same question, along with 'you're gonna get hurt'. Needless to say, he got blocked. After that, he would show up at the door. He would follow him every time he left the house. 

Yes, Minho liked attention, but this was a bit too much, honestly. 

He opened up to Jisung about it, who immediately threw a fit, about to fight the pale man. 

"Who the fuck does he think he is? He saw us in the bathroom, didn't he? What's he trying to do, steal you from me?" the shorter growled, holding his boyfriend a little tighter. 

"Calm down, Sung. I'm sure he's just very confused or something like that," Minho giggled at Jisung's possessiveness, finding it cute. 

"He saw you sucking my dick, he wants you to suck him off. Can't you see that, kitty? It's so obvious," the younger peppered Minho's face in kisses, who accepted them with a smile. 

"Also, he shouldn't stalk you, no matter the reason. You're mine, kitten, mine, mine, mine," Jisung buried his face in the older's neck, kissing the skin there in between his words. 

"I got you something, actually, baby boy, wait here," the shorter slowly detached himself from Minho, who raised his eyebrow in amusement, curious to see what Jisung could have possibly gotten him. 

He came back with a white paper bag, the brand covered with black tape. What was supposed to be this secret, and secondly, when did he even smuggle this into his house?

"First off, this," Jisung held up a fucking collar. A black, leather one at that. Minho gulped loudly at the object, rubbing his thighs together when his boyfriend wrapped the material around his neck. There was a small pendant in the shape of a heart hanging on it too, spelling out his name in big letters. 

"I got the charm made at the pet store, I had to tell them I had a cat named Minho. It was kind of funny," the smaller laughed softly before making eye contact with the older boy, realizing their faces were very close. 

"You're so fucking pretty," he commented, smashing his lips against his kitten eagerly. Minho mewled quietly in surprise before kissing back, spreading his legs the moment Jisung's hand touched his thigh, like an instinct. He felt a bit embarrassed for acting like a slut. 

"That's not all, baby."

The younger revealed a pair of black, sort of see through thigh highs along with black fishnets. Shit, he got hard thinking about how the fishnets would feel against his dick and on his thighs. 

"Try them on, won't you?" 

And Minho did just that.

He began with the normal thigh highs, wanting to reserve the fishnets for last. He still had very faint bruises on his thigh, contrasting his soft milky skin. He wondered if Jisung would notice it if he jerked off in these. Surely, if he didn't get cum stains on it, he wouldn't notice? 

He brought his hand down to meet his dick, sucking in a breath at the contact. God, if this felt good, how would the fishnets feel against his skin? 

"You done, kitten?" 

Shit, he almost forgot Jisung was in the same room as him. Minho groaned at the uncomfortable feeling of putting his dick back in his shorts, luckily wearing drawstring shorts instead of his usual denim ones. 

"Yes, I suppose," the older stood up, twirling to let the shorter get a good look of him. 

"You don't understand how pretty you look right now," Jisung said, eyes staring at him in awe making Minho blush brightly, burying his hands in the sleeves of his sweater. 

"Come here, kitten." 

As obedient as he was, the older crawled onto the shorter's lap without hesitance, making himself comfortable before grinding a bit against the other's clothed cock, grinning at the face his dom made. He looked ethereal. 

"You've been hard for a while, huh, Sir? Must've hurt a lot, I'll help you."

"I didn't call you here to fuck you into oblivion, I wanted to admire your beautiful face up close," Jisung spoke gently, cupping Minho's cheek with one hand, the other resting on his boyfriend's hip. 

"But, since I know you want to, go get your cat ears baby." 

Minho practically jumped off of the younger's lap, tripping over his own feet a few times, but succeeding in the given task anyway. The cat ears he had weren't very realistic; just basic black triangles on a headband, barely looking like cat ears. Jisung had promised to get him realistic ones for his birthday, which was soon. He couldn't wait. 

"Bend over for me," the shorter had pointed at the kitchen counter, making Minho blush, but he complied anyway, too horny to care that he and his mom would be cooking there later. It's not like they would get stuff on the actual counter, right?

"Strip for me baby, just leave your thigh highs on." 

Minho shuddered at the sudden coldness, but getting back in position, bent over on the counter. The sudden intrusion of Jisung's lubed finger surprised him, which caused him to mewl rather loudly, pressing back on the digit happily after getting used to the feeling. 

Too lost in the moment, Minho had his eyes closed and was moaning so loudly at the now two fingers pounding in and out of him that he almost missed the sudden click. His eyes shot open, his whining getting even louder at the sight of his dom. Jisung had connected him to a fucking leash. 

"Oh, did I forget to tell you? I bought you a leash, kitten," Jisung smirked, tugging it harshly towards himself, making Minho clash against the younger's torso. 

"You look beautiful, baby," he kissed down the older's neck, biting the skin softly. 

"Please, fuck me, Sir, need it so bad," Minho moaned loudly, grinding back on Jisung's fingers shamelessly. 

"Good kitties don't beg like whores," Jisung grabbed a fistful of hair, bending the older over the counter again. Minho moaned at the harsh treatment, crying out when Jisung removed his fingers, doing nothing for a few seconds. 

"Sir.."

"You are the prettiest kitten, I'm so lucky that you are mine, my kitty," with that, the younger pushed in, groaning lowly at the warmth. 

"Fuck, Master, you feel so good, feel so nice bent over for you, your kitten," the older was babbling a bit of nonsense right now, making it clear for Jisung that he had gone into subspace, the shorter's eyes softening at the noises. His baby was so adorable.

Grabbing Minho's shoulder with his right hand, his left hand resting on the other's hip, Jisung thrust in quite harshly, precisely on the taller's prostate. Who was he kidding, he knew exactly where it was. He knew everything about Minho's body, having felt every part of him. 

 The older felt like he was about to have a stroke. He was gasping for air, feeling high as Jisung abused his walls, aiming for his prostate each time. Not soon after, he came all over himself and a bit on the counter. He could clean that up later anyway. 

"Get on your knees baby," Jisung spoke, Minho complying quickly, still in subspace and trying to come down from his high. 

"'m gonna cum on your face, okay?"

The taller couldn't help but nod, sticking his tongue out, touching Jisung's tip. The younger groaned loudly at the sight and came hard after just a few strokes. Most of it did go into Minho's mouth, but there were some strings of cum in his hair, which would be a bitch to get out. Jisung almost felt bad. 

"Take a bath together?"