°Does He Know° || Sanhyuk || SOCKY || Astro Fanfiction

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[Warning: Smut ahead, BEWARE!]

Anonymous

  “S-stop! That t-tickles!” Sanha said in between giggles, clutching tight unto his pillow.

Why had he asked Minhyuk to give him a massage again?

 
Minhyuk paused for few minutes to appreciate Sanha's bareback letting his fingers subtly trace the younger's back. It had been a month and he was itching to pleasure his boyfriend. Don't get him wrong, he was okay if Sanha didn't want to go further but the thoughts of seeing sanha underneath him, musically moaning his name filled his head.

It was lust but it was lust birthed from love.

“Sanha...” he called, his fingers retreating from his boyfriend's back. “Do you perhaps have lube?”

Sanha's face flushed red but he couldn't hide the nervous feeling in his chest. Minhyuk asking for lube meant that Minhyuk was thinking about something. Could it be? Was Minhyuk thinking sex?

Sure. Sanha had fantasized about what sex with Minhyuk was going to be, what it was going to feel like. Was his boyfriend going to touch him like he had touched others? Was his boyfriend going to talk dirty to him like he did to others?

Maybe. Maybe not but- he, Sanha had never had sex. He didn't know if he was ready for it yet. So many thoughts were running through his head.

What if it something goes bad?
What if Minhyuk doesn't like it?
What if He does or says something stupid?

Was Minhyuk going to leave him?

Sanha shook his head, not wanting the negative thoughts to fill his head. He wasn't going to think about what could happen or not. Instead he was going to focus on giving himself to Minhyuk.

     “the lube is my drawer in the second compartment but- are we going to be having sex?”

Minhyuk chuckled at Sanha's innocence. Leaning forward he bit hard on his boyfriend's ear. Sanha suppressed a moan, his member twitching. “No. We won't be having sex, we would be making love” he whispered into Sanha's ears.

This was happening. Sanha thought, trying to fight out any bad thought forming in his mind.

“M-make love to me then” Sanha barely whispered. Minhyuk carefully turned Sanha over, his boyfriend's chest facing him. As expected, the younger boy was already a blushing mess.

He hoped that Sanha would tell him to stop. He hoped that Sanha would put up a resistance but sanha didn't and that made Minhyuk wonder if Sanha had been waiting for this too and if true..for how long?

He leaned in, catching a whiff of Sanha's mild flowery scented cologne. His boyfriend smelt like flowers and spring. 

“you smell good yoonie” he muttered, his lips capturing Sanha's. Sanha's hands found their way into Minhyuk's hair, tugging at it's lock gently while returning Minhyuk's kiss with burning passion.

   A swollen lipped Minhyuk broke the kiss, climbing over Sanha. His gaze observing Sanha's eyes. Sanha's gaze led him to the shirt he had on and immediately, minhyuk took it off, throwing it across the room.

With virgin eyes trailing down Minhyuk's chest resting on his well formed abs , Sanha bit down hard on his lips. He was very impressed with what he was seeing.

Unconsciously, he reached out to touch them but stopped, not sure if Minhyuk would allow it.

 
Minhyuk noticed the conflict in his boyfriend's eyes. Grabbing Sanha's fickle hands, he pressed them down on his abs whilst whispering;
“Don't ever hesitate to touch me, my body belongs to you. You can touch me anytime you want”