Do that again || MINSUNG

XXIV

"Min.."

"I'm not relapsing, okay?! Jesus, can't you fucking stop putting your nose in my business? It's goddamn annoying! I eat enough, period," Minho yelled, frustrated and defensive. He knows he hurt Jisung. He could see his eyes flicker with emotion. But, in the heat of the moment, he was selfish and he only cared about protecting himself. 

"Jeongin said you didn't eat on campus.."

"Oh, so now you're hiring people to spy on me? What's next, I need to install an app so you know where I am at all times?!" 

"You know that I only want to help you, Min," Jisung gritted his teeth, getting slightly angry with the other male. All he wanted was for Minho to eat.

"Look at me, Minho."

The taller was actively avoiding his boyfriend's gaze, the guilt of acting out reaching him as an embarrassed flush took over his cheeks. 

"Kitten, listen to me." 

"That's how good boys act, pretty kitty," Jisung praised when Minho met his eyes, stepping closer, the frustrated feelings from before dissipating like snow on a sunny day. 

"Mind telling me why you got so upset, baby?"

"I'm sorry, I was just.. angry. I'm not.. relapsing. I don't want to," the older admitted hesitatingly, feeling vulnerable. He felt naked in front of Jisung. He always did. Jisung knew all his secrets, Jisung knew everything about him. 

"But you didn't.. you didn't eat, Minnie," the younger male reasoned, if Minho didn't want to relapse, why wasn't he eating? At least try to eat something..

"I just wasn't hungry Sung. I'm sorry if I worried you, I could eat something right now so you can see that I'm eating, like a small snack or something," the taller offered as he fiddled with the hem of Jisung's shirt cautiously, gently pulling the fabric between his thumb and his pointer finger. 

"It's okay, I believe you, I just want you to be happy, and healthy, and it's just really overwhelming sometimes," the smaller sighed softly before taking his boyfriend in his arms. It was a warm, secure embrace that Minho never in his life could say no to. 

The two moved to the bed, now cuddling one another. The older had almost fallen asleep too, but his damned phone just had to start ringing. Who in their right mind would be calling him at 4 PM?

"What?" he spoke groggily through the phone as he saw Jeongin's name on the screen earlier. 

"Could you come and meet me at Paradis? I know it sounds fancy, it's a restaurant, me and Chan are going there tonight and Chan's friend and his boyfriend bailed on us.. so double date?" 

"Fuck," Minho groaned as he moved over to his lover, repeating the question. 

"Oh, yes, Minho, harder," Jisung moaned out loudly, receiving a slap in return as the older blushed furiously, sputtering out excuses as it went silent on the other end. 

"I did not need to hear that. Is that a yes, though? Me and Chan will come pick you guys up at 6, if yes. I'm hanging up now because I swear if you're fucking Jisung while talking to me on the phone I'll murder you. Bye!" 

"Now Jeongin thinks I was fucking you!" the taller screeched as he threw his phone to the other end of the bed. The younger just laughed, taking the time to admire Minho's smile. His bunny teeth really were cute. Jisung hadn't known about it being possible, but Minho's teeth were attractive. Just like all of Minho was. It was weird, and he felt slightly obsessed. Was it normal to really love every single thing about your partner? Surely, his boyfriend should have flaws too. Ugly flaws that make him unattractive, ugly flaws that grossed Jisung out. The more the smaller thought, the more confused he got; was the older really a perfect human being? Was that even possible?

"What are you thinking about? You're making that furrow-eyebrows-thinking-deeply face again, it's ugly," Minho smiled as he crawled on top of the shorter, pecking the latter's lips before grinning oh so beautifully. 

"It's so unfair. You are literally ethereal, perfect, and yet you are so insecure," Jisung mumbled as he wrapped his legs around Minho, trapping him. Not that the older minded it, though. 

"Being insecure is your one and only flaw," the younger cupped the taller's cheek, meeting Minho's lips in a gentle kiss, which got rougher as time went by, the occasional whines slipping from the older's mouth and the quiet groans ripping from Jisung's throat. 

"It's 15 past 4 babe, you think you'll be able to get off on my cock in less than half an hour?" 

"Half an hour? We have until 6, you know," Minho smirked, fingers tightly gripping the shorter's shirt. His fingers dipped under the material and walked over Jisung's toned skin to tease the latter, and sure enough, it was working. 

Jisung hissed before speaking, "we'll need to shower after. Then, we have to get ready. It takes ages with your make up. God, please, just let me fuck you. I don't want to waste more time."

That was enough to convince the other male, happily lifting his boyfriend's shirt up to mouth at the skin on the smaller's V-line. 

"How loose are you?" Jisung questioned as he was taking his belt off hastily, making quick eye contact with his boyfriend.

"I've actually had my buttplug in for today," the older admitted shyly, moving back to sit on his folded legs. 

"Shit, you're so hot. Get undressed for me, Kitty," the younger tugged at his own cock, kicking  his pants off in a hurry. Naturally, Minho had complied to Jisung's request and was, now naked, sitting on the other's thighs, leaning forward to take his buttplug out. The shorter couldn't help but moan at the sight. 

It didn't take long for Minho to sink down on Jisung's cock, breathing out small moans as he did so. It felt really good to be filled up by his boyfriend's dick instead of a piece of plastic. 

"Fuck, you're so pretty," the smaller male placed his hands on Minho's hips, having to stop himself from thrusting into the other mercilessly. 

"Can I.. Can I get my ears really quick? I know it's supposed to be quick but I'm really fast I swear," Minho spoke hastily, almost rambling as his boyfriend gave him approval, a "be quick" slipping from his lips before a smile took over. The older never ceased to amaze Jisung. He just, was so cute. So cute and small, so fragile. 

"'m back," Minho spoke, his ears a little messily placed on his head as he sank down on Jisung's cock again, this time without moaning as much as before. 

The younger male reached up to fix the other's ears, mouthing "pretty kitty" as he did so. The taller blushed in return, beginning to move himself up and down shyly. The motion got rougher and faster as time progressed, taking both boys to their highs rather quickly. 

"Shit, Min," Jisung groaned as he thrust deep into Minho, the other moaning shamelessly, only being able to whine in response, grinding back on Jisung's big cock. 

"Gonna cum, gonna cum, please, please," the older mewled, eyes rolled back. He was with his head in cloud nine, his mind consumed by the pleasure. He was so gone. 

"Cum for me, kitty." 

The fact that Jisung was able to remain his voice composed was astonishing to the both of them, but it was more than enough to send Minho over the edge as he kept bouncing until his boyfriend came, too. The older male cried out at the feeling of being filled, grinding back nonetheless to ride his boyfriend through the orgasm. 

"Subby?" 

"Mhm," Minho responded, holding Jisung close as he pressed soft kisses to the skin in reach.

"Let's go shower, I'll hold you, okay?" 

"Whatever you want, Sir," the taller mumbled back, making Jisung sigh before smiling. This was going to be a long night if he was supposed to take Minho outside while he was in deep subspace. 

But, the younger couldn't help but feel his heart jump in his chest at the sight of his adorable boyfriend.