Jisung opened the door that showed his simple, yet luxurious room. Minho stepped in and Jisung closed the door back.
"Why did you want to go to my room all of a sudden?" Jisung questioned, his eyebrows furrowed like he was suspicious.
"Because I figured you weren't as sweet and innocent as people thought you were." Minho took off his bow tie, which was strangling him, and tossed it onto the small table beside him.
"What does that mean?" Jisung crossed his arms and shifted his weight to his right leg.
"What exactly did you do to that knight?" Minho sat on one of the chairs and crossed his legs. "There should be a reason that the knight decided to do this to you."
Jisung rolled his eyes. "Why do you think he did what he did?"
"Don't tease me, love," Minho warned.
"Why?" Jisung took off his white Mary Janes.
"Because I will do something I might regret," Minho watched Jisung's every move. "And I don't want to hurt you, love."
"What if I want you to hurt me?" Jisung locked the door and slowly walked over to Minho, a teasing smile painted across his face.
"Then I'd gladly do it." Minho smiled at Jisung and held his hand out towards the standing boy.
"Then do me a favor, hm?" Jisung took his hand and was immediately pulled into Minho's lap. He leaned dangerously close to Minhos lips and stared deep into his eyes. "Hurt me."
Minho smiled, "Anything for your majesty." He softly pecked Jisung's lips like he was asking for consent which Jisung responded by connecting their lips into something that made Minho want more. (consent is so fucking sexy yall-)
Jisung tangled his hands in Minho's raven locks. He was slowly running out of breath but he just couldn't part away from Minho. This man that he's kissing in his bedroom isn't like the other higher nobles who want to marry him for his riches. He was just. . Different in so many unexplainable ways.
Minho parted away from the kiss to let Jisung catch his breath. He moved down to his neck and placed butterfly kisses on the milky skin. Jisung's lips, his skin, his body was so addicting like a drug. He wanted more.
Minho was already addicted to Jisung and they just met a few hours ago.
"Minho I-" Jisung breathed out. His mind was clouded with lust and his body started moving on its own.
"Yes, love?" Minho moved away from Jisung's neck and stared at the boy. He looked wrecked and he didn't do anything other than kiss him and his neck. Should he continue?
"Please, make me yours. I beg of you. I- I- just- please." Jisung begged with a slight whine in his tone.
Minho cupped Jisung's cheeks and made him look at him. "Are you sure you want this?"
Jisung nodded eagerly. He wanted this and he was sure that he did. (see that kiddies consent is so seggsy)
Minho kissed Jisung and gripped his thighs. He stood up and had Jisung wrap his legs around his body so he wouldn't have to worry about dropping him on the floor.
Minho walked over to the bed and wasted no time pinning Jisung down. "I'll make you mine, all mine." He whispered in between kisses and earned a desperate moan from the younger.
They separated from the kiss due to the lack of air and smiled at each other, admiring all of the features of one another.
"May I?" Minho slightly tore at Jisung's dress.
"Please do, it was starting to get uncomfortable." Jisung's eyes fluttered closed as Minho started tearing the dress apart.
Minho let out a little giggle. "If it was uncomfortable you should've told me earlier love." He looked down at Jisung's fragile body and placed a kiss on his collarbone.
"Sorry." Jisung nearly whimpered out. Minho was kissing down his chest and occasionally bit down on the honey skin.
"Don't be." Minho stood up and started unbuttoning his shirt. "You're really beautiful darling." He smiled and admired this masterpiece named Jisung.
Jisung blushed at the pet names. "Do you call everyone you see these names?"
"Hm," Minho furrowed his eyebrows and tossed his shirt somewhere. "I did gain quite the attention calling some higher-ups love and darling," He pulled Jisung up and started taking the coat and the ripped dress off the boy. "But you're the only one that I felt like this for. You're a piece of art that I want to keep to myself."
"Then keep me to yourself." Jisung stood up and tossed the coat somewhere onto the floor.
"Say that again?" Minho looked down at the boy with half-lidded eyes.
Jisung smiled and cupped Minho's cheeks. "Keep me to yourself. Lock me up like a princess in the tales. Heck, use me as you please. I wouldn't mind."
Minho pushed Jisung down onto the bed with a smile on his face. "Watch what you say out of that pretty mouth of yours, darling."
"And if I don't?"
"I'll punish you," Minho connected their lips into another inseparable kiss. He slowly moved his hands down Jisung's torso and stopped at the rim of the white panties. He separated from the kiss (sadly) and smiled at Jisungs swollen lips. "I don't want you recklessly saying that to people other than me. Understand?"
"I. . I understand." Jisung breathed out, slowly catching his breath only for it to be taken away again by the sudden pleasure of Minho palming him through his white panties. He shut his eyes and arched his back off the bed, moans leaving his mouth like honey. (iT EMANS THEYRE LIKE FLUID(?) ER SWEET??? I JUST DONT KNOW HOW TO EXPLAIN IT)
"How long has it been dear?" Minho raised a brow at how sensitive the younger is.
"I. . I don't rem. . Remember." Jisung's eyes rolled to the back of his head. It's been a long time since he's last done something like this and jesus is he glad he did it with Minho.
"Do you want to continue?" Minho looked at Jisung and saw the younger man nod his head. He wanted words but he'll let it past this time. "Do you have any lube or condoms?" He stood up and started pulling his pants off before continuing.
"No, I honestly forgot where I last put them. Haven't used them in ages." Jisung propped himself up on his elbows and watched Minho kick his pants off into the unknown. (InTO THE UBKNOWWWWWWWN)
"We'll have to go raw then," Minho sighed.
"I don't mind."
"But I don't want to hurt you." Minho combed his hair back and sat beside Jisung.
"As long as it's you, again, I don't mind."
"Why?"
Jisung didn't answer and instead he straddled him like he did earlier. "Will you take this as an answer?" He asked before connecting their lips into another unbreakable kiss.
Minho deepened the kiss and slid his tongue over the bottom of Jisungs lip, asking for the permission that Jisung willingly gave. Their tongues joined together for a lazy dance before they separated from each other.
"Are you sure you want to continue?" Minho cupped Jisungs face and made him look into his eyes. He wanted to be sure one last time before they do anything else. Jisung nodded his head
"Words, love."
"I want to continue."
"If it hurts you tell me immediately, okay?" Minho lifted Jisung off of his lap and laid him down a certain way (idk hiw to explain.). He slid down onto the floor and moved his head in between Jisungs legs. A teasing smile made its way onto his face as he started placing kisses on Jisungs inner-thigh
Jisung let out a shaky exhale, his back was slowly arching off the bed, and his heart started beating faster.
Minho started slowly trailing the kisses up to Jisungs white panties, trying his best to savor the beautiful reaction he was receiving from the younger. His fingers hooked the rim of the white panties and he slowly started pulling them down. (Well he pulled them down enough so that Jisungs "glock glock 9000" was out lol.)
"You're so pretty love," Minho whispered out, placing a kiss on Jisungs slightly red cock and earning an almost desperate moan from the younger. He smiled before taking Jisung into his mouth.
"Minho!" Jisung moaned out, his back arching all the way off the bed and his eyes rolling to the back of his head. He wasn't sure if he was this sensitive because of how long it was or because of how hard he was or whatever. But, if anything, he's so happy he got to experience this with Minho.
Minho pinned Jisungs hips down so he wouldn't have to worry about the younger bucking his hips up. (and making him see white instead of jisung) He swirled his tongue around the tip and started bobbing his head again. He was sure that Jisung wouldn't last that long due to his sensitivity but, he wanted to make the most of it.
Jisung felt something warm in his stomach start to pool up. "Minho I. ." He choked out his moans getting higher. "I- I can't. . Min. . . Minho ple. . ase." Jisung was about to reach his climax but Minho immediately removed his mouth with a popping sound.
"Not yet~" Minho stood and made eye contact with Jisung while taking two of his fingers into his mouth. Minho took his fingers out once they were coated enough. "All fours for me." He raised a brow and put up a peace sign, sticking his tongue out between his fingers.
Jisung gulped. He stood and kicked the white panties somewhere he didn't care about and got back on the bed, on all fours exactly like Minho told him. He looked up from his hands and saw himself in the mirror. He almost came at the sight of himself. It was breathtaking.
"Are you ready, love?"
"Yes."
Minho slowly inserted one finger into Jisung. He waited a second before adding a second finger.
"This feeling.." Jisung scrunched his eyebrows while Minho started to slowly pump him.
"Does it feel good hm?" Minho started making scissor-like motions with his fingers and started increasing his pace. Jisung's small whimpers turned into louder moans. Minho had to hold his waist in place due to how impatient Jisung was becoming.
"Minho please, I'm ready, just- hurry!" Jisung wanted to feel all of Minho inside of him.
"We're taking it slow, be patient." Minho took his fingers out of Jisung and took his boxers off. He pumped himself a few times before inserting the tip of his cock into Jisung.
Jisung let out a small whimper when he felt his hole being slowly stretched wider. The burn from the slow stretch made his eyes shut and tears fall. His head hung low when Minho was fully inside.
"It's okay love, don't cry," Minho cooed. He leaned down and kissed at Jisung's wet cheeks. "Do you have a safe word?"
"No- I don't- ah- I don't think so." Jisung gasped out, "Stars! Stars. Safe word is stars." He looked at Minho with a small smile on his face.
"Say stars when you want me to stop. Okay?" Minho placed a kiss on Jisungs neck.
Jisung hummed in agreement and reached back for Minho's hand. Minho let out a soft chuckle and pinned Jisung's hand down with his. He started to slowly thrust in and out of the sensitive boy. Jisung let out little whimper each time Minho thrusted inside.
"Minho, fuck, faster," Jisung whispered out, his chest rising and falling at a quick pace. His pleads were heard as Minho grabbed at his waist to steady him. All that left Jisung's mouth was pure moans. "Shit, ah, Min-" He dropped to his elbows for a second before Minho pulled him up to his chest. He could feel Minho's body against his.
"You take me so well," Minho moaned against Jisung's neck. He placed kisses whilst keeping his thrusts deep and fast. Jisung turned his head towards Minho and leaned back a bit. He caught Minho's lips with his for a small sweet moment before pulling away to let out a loud moan. "So good for me." Minho praised.
"Only for you," Jisung smiled, catching Minho's lips once again. Their tongues joining together for a warm dance and separating with a string of saliva connecting them. "Ah fuck," He moaned out, his head resting on Minho's shoulder. "There Min!" He almost screamed out in pleasure.
"Found it." Minho grinned and continued to hit at Jisung's sweet spot, abusing it for every pleasure he could give.
"Min I'm close—" Jisung couldn't get his sentence out before coming on the bedsheets. He whimpered out as Minho continued thrusting in and out his sensitive hold. "Ah, please! Shit-"
Minho pulled out and turned Jisung onto his back. "Shh, lay back." He slowly pushed Jisung down on the bed. "One more round? I haven't came yet darling." A pout formed on his lips.
"One more round for you." Jisung smiled and flipped their positions. "Don't think I'm an innocent little prince." He looked down at a shocked Minho. "I'll take care of you."
"Wait? Ji- Ah, hng!" Minho felt Jisungs warm mouth take him in. "Fuck!" He moaned out, watching Jisung's head bop up and down with his hands jerking what he didn't take. Tears filled his eyes whenever Jisung's teeth slightly scraped his tip, the warm pool filling up slowly. "Ah, close— I'm close!"
Jisung sucked on the tip before deep throating Minho, sending him into complete overdrive. Minho let out hiccups and small sobs mixed with moans. He wasn't expecting Jisung to do a whole 180 on him.
"coming, I'm coming-" Minho closed his eyes shut with a loud moan leaving his lips. The warm pool finally draining and coming down to a stop. "Are you okay?" He looked down at Jisung who was licking cum off his bottom lips.
"Do you want to nap or do you want to take a bath?" Jisung asked Minho, acting like he didn't just blow the fuck out of him.
"Ha, you're a little ball of surprises hm?" Minho pulled Jisung close and kissed his nose, bringing him into a hug. "Let's run away together," He tangled his left hand into Jisung's black locks and held his right hand on his back. "That would be better, wouldn't it love?"
"Yeah, it would be better darling." Jisung smiled and hugged Minho back. "When I'm with you I'm not afraid to say that I love you." He looked up at Minho from his lap. "So, even if it is sudden and we just met. Lee Minho, I love you."
Minho cupped Jisung's cheeks and nuzzled their noses together. "Han Jisung, I also love you." He kissed Jisung on the lips while holding him in a loving embrace.
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