Jisung POV
I put my glasses on the nightstand, feeling Minho was kissing down my bare chest.
"Fuck, oh!" I arch my back when he bites my nipple.
He brings his hand up and sticks his fingers into my mouth. I go with what feels natural, coating them with my saliva and suckling on them.
After leaving a hickey on my chest, he reaches for my boxers. I raise my hips slightly so he can take them off. His warm skin felt so good against mine.
His lips return to mine and he takes his fingers from my mouth. I look up at him, seeing him reaching his hands down to my entrance.
"Are you ready?" He asks while caressing my face.
I take a deep breath, feeling his fingers lining around my entrance. "Yes." I nod.
"Tell me if it hurts."
He inserts his longest finger into me. I gasp, his lips reconnecting with mine. He thrusts his finger into me, my hips twitching.
He runs his hand through my hair, tugging on my strands. I feel my legs spreading wider.
After some time, he inserts a second finger into me. Pain brews in my stomach as he stretches me out. He spreads his fingers and fit a third and final one into me.
I look up at him, gasping. He fits another hickey on my neck. He curls his fingers, hitting a sensitive spot inside of me. I throw my head back, letting out a loud moan.
"Hmm, fuck!" I pant.
His mouth gets close to my ear. "Are you ready?"
I nervously nod. "Hold my hand."
He holds my hand with our fingers interlocked. I feel his fingers pull out and him pushing himself into me. I whimper, since there was a huge size difference.
"Are you sure you're okay?" He asks while wiping his hand on his shirt the was thrown next to us.
I bite my lip and close my teary eyes. "Go slow." I whisper.
He nods and kisses my lips to help distract me. I wrap my legs around his waist and his teeth bite my lower lip.
After a few slow thrusts, the pain was subsiding and he angles his hips upwards, hitting that spot again. My body convulses at the feeling. A whimper escapes my lips.
"That was hot." He says in my ear, sending shivers down my spine and turning me on even more.
He thrusts a bit faster, making sure to hit that spot each time. I claw at his back, his hands reaching up to pull my hair. My body led itself as my hips rolled with his in a rhythm.
The room was filled with skin-slapping sounds, moans, keys, and heavy breathing. Keys? Keys?! Keys!
I sit up quickly, knocking his head back and he loses his rhythm. The door opens slowly, giving me time to grab a blanket and throw it over our naked bodies. Seungmin stood there, talking to someone.
"... Jisung? Are you two naked?!?" He gasps at me.
I gulp nervously. His eyes go wide. Minho looked confused as fuck. I look down and nod guiltily. Seungmin furrows his eyebrows.
"Why him?! Of all the people you could fuck, you pick him?!"
"It's not your sex life!" I snap back. "You don't pick who I get to sleep with!"
"Fuck him! I don't wanna see him in this dorm room again!"
"You're not the boss of us! Leave us alone!"
"Hes-! What the fuck is he doing?"
I look next to me, finding him tense and his muscles pulsing in a seizure. I gasp. I throw a hanger at Seungmin, quickly tending to Minho while preserving his dignity. I put him on his side like I'm supposed to, counting how long it was.
"God damn, Seungmin. Could you be a wore roommate?!" I glare at him.
He covers his mouth. "I-Is he okay?"
"He's gonna be fine, no thanks to you. You know what? Get the fuck out. I don't wanna see you."
Seungmin bites his lip and nods. "O-Okay."
Minho stops seizing shortly after Seungmin leaves. He was spaced the fuck out, his eyes blinking slowly and a tired face.
"Can you move? Are you okay?" I ask him.
He hums slightly. I cup his face and make him look at me. He stares at me with his saddened eyes. I help him up And go to the bathroom so we can take a shower together.
