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Jisung sighed heavily as he was watching yet another video that his best friend Minho had shown him.

It was annoying him. The tapping on the table's hard surface with those long acrylic nails was supposed to make him feel relaxed and tingly but the only thing that Jisung felt right now was growing annoyed and wanting to turn off the video.

-This sucks. - Jisung exclaimed, running his hand through his blonde hair in frustration.

-Seriously, Jisung? Tapping is like, one of the best triggers! - Minho said looking at his best friend in disbelief.

-You're right about that. It does trigger me. I want to freaking smash your laptop right now. - Jisung answered sending Minho a fake smile.

-Don't give me that customer service smile. Save it for work. I'm gonna wash this smile away from your face, just wait. - Minho said in determination and got up abruptly.

-What are you doing? - Jisung asked curiously looking at Minho putting pillows and blankets on the floor along with many scented candles around it.

-No way. - Jisung gasped. -You want to have romantic sex with me? Minho I don't like you in that way. - He said dramatically, obviously joking and mocking the older boy.

Instead of laughing along with him, Minho just smirked mischievously.

-Oh believe me Sung, this is way better than sex. - He winked and Jisung was speechless as he couldn't tell if the older boy was joking or not.

He turned all the lights off so that the whole room was lit up only by the soft and warm glow of the candles and the moonlight coming through the window that was in front of the cozy nest Minho had built.

-Come here. - Minho said pointing to the very middle of the nest with the biggest and softest pillow.

-I feel like I fell into a fiction where I'm the omega in heat and you're the caring alpha who just built me a nest to make me feel better. Where is the camera? - Jisung laughed at the ridiculous situation, but he would be lying if he said that it didn't look comfy and inviting.

-You can be my omega for tonight if that's what you're into. I might cringe, though. Just a warning. - Minho smirked and Jisung yet again was rendered speechless because his best friend was acting so out of place right now. Sure they liked to joke about their relationship as they were very close friends, but usually, these were just that; jokes. This situation right now didn't feel like a joke and it was making Jisung nervous.

-Seriously stop. This feels like an intro to a very weird porno. What is your goal here? - Jisung joked again, trying to lessen the weird tension that appeared, as soon as Minho turned off the lights.

-I mean...just trying to get you in the mood? - Minho tried to say it in a seductive tone but failed, finding the situation a bit ridiculous too, having a hard time stopping the amused smile forming on his lips.

-Minho. You were supposed to make me feel tingles not make me horny and disgusted at the same time. - Jisung whined.

-Okay okay, sorry. - Minho finally let out a laugh he was holding. - But you know...that is another way to make you feel tingles. - He added mischievously.

-Just stop making a fool out of yourself and show me another video or something. - Jisung quickly said, wanting this to stop already. He was starting to feel a bit hot.

-You don't get it. Videos won't do. You need to have a real-life experience to feel it, I can clearly see that. You're a tough one. - Minho explained pointing at the pillow again.

-I'm not sure if I want to. - Jisung said skeptically, looking at the pillow as if, it was going to bite him.

-Oh come on Sungie. Just give me an hour. If you don't feel anything I will never bother you with ASMR ever again. - Minho tried to convince him.

-Fine...deal. - After some thinking, Jisung finally agreed slowly making his way to the middle and making himself comfortable there.

The thought of Minho not bothering him anymore with his ASMR bullshit was too tempting.

-Great. - Minho clapped happily and ran to the bathroom.

-I already regret this. - Jisung sighed heavily.

-You seem way too excited about this. - Jisung noticed when Minho came back with various lotions, oils, brushes, and other weird items in his hands.

-This is the first time, I can give someone an ASMR session in real life. Of course, I'm excited! The best part is that it's you. - Minho explained smiling even more. Jisung just rolled his eyes, completely skeptical that he was going to feel anything but annoyance as he always did.

-Let's just get this over with. - Jisung hurried him and Minho put down the things he brought and sat behind Jisung on his knees while Jisung was sitting there cross-legged.

Minho put his hands on Jisung's shoulders and started to slowly massage them.

-Woah there! Your hands are so freaking cold! - Jisung squealed as he could easily feel the coldness of his hands through his thin white t-shirt.

-Oh right, I forgot. - He said and got up, running to the bathroom again. Jisung's jaw almost dropped when he saw what Minho brought back. He snatched the bottle from his hands to read it.

-Strawberry-flavored heating lube? - Jisung read in shock. -Why do you even have that? -He asked.

-Just in case. - He simply answered snatching the bottle back and pouring it on his hands.

Jisung only shook his head. He didn't even want to know more.

-How about now? - He asked when he put his hands on the younger boy's shoulders again.

-They're warm now, but why are you giving me a massage? Shouldn't you be like tapping on something next to my ear and shit? - Jisung asked a little flustered.

-I need to help you relax first, your back is so freaking stiff. - Minho complained and he put more pressure and Jisung sighed, actually enjoying it.

Minho thoughtfully massaged his shoulders, slowly going down and making sure he was getting rid of all muscle knots.

-Not gonna lie, I think I'm gonna like those ASMR sessions if they look like that in real life. - Jisung said, feeling himself relax more and more. The sweet vanilla scent from the candles was helping a lot too.

-This is only the beginning. - Minho quietly chuckled in his ear, and Jisung felt a small shiver going down his back at the feeling of his hot breath on his ear and neck.

-Oh? Do you like whispering? - Minho whispered those words right in Jisung's ear and Jisung's body reacted again, with a more violent shiver shaking his body.

-This may be easier than I thought. - He added and Jisung felt his whole face heat up in embarrassment. He didn't say anything in fear he would stutter if he did.

Minho now focused on his neck, gently massaging it and keeping his face close so the younger boy could feel the hot breath on his sensitive skin. Jisung closed his eyes in bliss. Although he felt embarrassed this was so good.

He almost let out a disappointed whine when Minho stopped his actions and backed away.

-It's alright Hannie, I'm just going to try something different now. - He whispered into his ear again as if he could read his mind. Jisung gulped and scolded himself internally. He must have been so obvious.

Minho was enjoying it way too much.

He took a hairbrush and ran his fingers over the bristles next to Jisung's right ear.

-Oh, I actually like that sound. - Jisung admitted, impressed by how it sounded.

-Hmm? Then you will surely love what I'm about to do.  - Minho said and started to slowly and gently brush Jisung's hair.

Jisung unconsciously leaned back, liking the feeling. Minho smiled down at him and continued.

At some point, Minho put down the brush and used his fingers instead. He was steadily running his hands over the soft hair and he stopped every now, and then, to massage his scalp lightly.

Jisung's body was so relaxed right now, he looked like he was in pure bliss and Minho looked proud of himself. He continued with the action with one hand and his other one slowly made its way down, starting to leave feather-like touches on Jisung's neck.

The younger boy shivered again. His neck was especially sensitive.

-You like it when I'm touching your neck? - Minho whispered in a low tone and Jisung let out a tiny moan unconsciously.

He felt so good that he didn't even feel embarrassed right now.

-You're so cute sometimes, Jisung. I swear to God. - Minho chuckled.

Jisung blushed and cleared his throat forcing himself to come back to reality. He sat up completely straight again discreetly escaping Minho's naughty hand on his neck.

Just what in the world am I doing?

-No, no, no. Don't you dare get stiff again! If you don't stop tensing up I will use my lips instead, got it? - Minho said and Jisung's eyes widened comically.

Again, he was not sure if Minho was joking or not. The situation they were in right now was something that, has never happened before. Sure, sometimes their faces would get too close, their hands would accidentally land in inappropriate places and their jokes would go a little too far. However, those moments were always random, short, and just for shit and giggles.

So you can't really blame Jisung for being confused and doubtful right now.

Jisung nodded his head slightly not wanting to say anything. Not having the courage to ask if he was joking or not.

Thankfully the small inaudible answer was enough for the older boy as he immediately resumed his previous actions.

Jisung closed his eyes, trying to control his reactions. He relaxed again, but he was still alert so that he would not let out any other sounds accidentally.

He was holding on just fine until he felt Minho's fingers tugging his shirt up, his warm fingers brushing against the bare skin on his side. His body jerked in surprise.

-Why are you so jumpy Hannie, I'm just going to remove your shirt. - Minho giggled.

-W-why? - Jisung asked, cursing himself at how shaky his voice came out.

Minho didn't seem to notice and if he did, he didn't say anything about it.

-I want to give you an oil massage. How I am supposed to do that with your shirt on? - The older boy explained tugging on the shirt even more. Jisung just swallowed dry and let the other boy remove it, helping him by raising his hands.

Minho was admiring Jisung's back for a few seconds and he couldn't help but slide his hands all the way down from Han's shoulders to his lower back. The younger boy bit his lip at the action, enjoying it so much but wishing for it to end already, so he can finally breathe.

He has lost count already of how many times Minho's actions had made him breathless today.

The worst part was Minho suggesting that he would put his lips on his neck. Since he had said that, it was all Jisung could think about. He started to imagine how it would feel like and it was a bad sign. It was a very, very bad sign.

If I get hard thinking about this in front of him, I'm gonna jump out of the window.

-What you're thinking about Hannie? - Minho whispered into his ear, startling him as he was lost in his thoughts, imagining those lips that were whispering right now in places they shouldn't be.

-Fuck. - He whispered, surprised.

-Fuck? You want me to fuck you? - Minho asked in an amused yet seductive tone and Jisung was sure his heart stopped for a moment.

I hate you Lee Minho for putting this image in my head right at this moment. When I was so close to getting a full hard-on.

Jisung was horny.

He was already semi-hard from all of Minho's soft touches and what he said right now and how he said it, it was the last straw.

The only thing stopping him from turning around and jumping on the older boy was the very fact, that they were best friends, and he was still not sure if Minho was serious.

He also felt bad. For imagining his best friend of almost 5 years outright fucking him senseless right now. It felt wrong. But Jisung couldn't bring himself to stop when Minho was being so seductive, so daring, so...sexy.

After all, Jisung wasn't blind. Minho was hot. He had a face sculptured by Gods. Beautiful body, especially those thighs were to die for. His eyes were so expressive and sharp, making Jisung get lost in them more than he would like to admit. He was the perfect height for Jisung to fit like a puzzle every time they hugged.

But the sexiest thing about Minho...was his ability to always make him happy.

So you can't blame Jisung for being turned on when such a beautiful human being was trying to seduce him...or at least that's how Jisung was feeling right now regardless of Minho's intentions.

If only Minho had a boyfriend, Jisung would have had a solid reason to control himself, but Minho wasn't even dating anyone. He was single for more than 2 years now if Jisung remembered correctly and that made the delusional side of the younger boy pop up telling him that Minho was trying to seduce him right now.

He always felt quite weird whenever they were too close for it to be just a "best friends" interaction, but...that was something that he wasn't ready to unpack, and he never felt it so strongly like right now. Minho never touched him like this, never went too far with his jokes like this.

So he was lost and horny, and he didn't know how to react.

-Sung. I can hear your brain going into overdrive. I'm sorry was it too much? Did I go too far? - Minho whispered, his voice sounding unsure and worried. His hands were hovering next to Jisung's sides awkwardly as he was hesitant to touch Jisung again.

This made Jisung get out of his head and come back to reality, feeling the awkward tension in the air.

What am I supposed to do right now?

Jisung has two options right now. He could either tell Minho that he went too far and put a stop to whatever was happening at the moment and probably regret this for the rest of his life because fuck, these touches felt so good and he wanted more. Or he could tell Minho that it was okay and risk exposing his feelings to his best friend, which could potentially ruin their friendship forever.

Jisung sighed, feeling conflicted.

-Okay, I guess I went too far with this. I'm so sorry Sung...I shouldn't have...I- let's just stop. - Minho was fumbling with his words, sounding defeated.

Jisung's eyes widened upon hearing this.

No.

He didn't want him to stop.

Jisung gulped and grabbed both of Minho's hands to prevent him from getting up. He guided them so that Minho would wrap him in a back hug, and he hesitantly leaned back into his loose embrace, telling him to not go without using the words that were stuck in his throat right now.

-Jisung. Why won't you talk to me? - Minho asked worriedly, hugging him tighter.

-I don't know what to say. - Jisung whispered honestly. 

-Just tell me what you're feeling right now. - Minho encouraged, keeping his voice soft.

Minho put one of his hands flat on his stomach and Jisung took a shaky breath.

Minho smiled secretly at his reaction.

He wished so hard that Jisung would just say he wanted him to keep going. To touch him more.

-I-I feel good. I like it Minho. - Jisung mumbled. He was embarrassed, but he was not able to lie to him.

Minho smirked hearing what he was hoping to hear. He had known Jisung for 5 years. He knew the younger boy had meant those words. He needed just that confirmation from him.

Minho really wanted to take that risk for such a long time, but he was always too scared, and he couldn't come up with an excuse before to show Jisung his attraction, after all, he was so much better with actions than words. 

However, right now, with this perfect atmosphere, he couldn't waste this chance.

At first, Minho wanted to take tiny steps gradually, but the tension that had been building up for the past 5 years was suddenly unbearable. Minho simply couldn't wait anymore.

-What exactly do you like...baby? - Minho asked softly deciding to get more daring, wanting to see how far he could go with this. When Jisung would stop him and if he would stop him at all.

Jisung had no idea what was happening but he was sure of one thing for certain; he wanted more.

-Do you like my hands here? - He asked when Jisung didn't answer, rubbing his stomach comfortingly yet sensually, going a little bit too low for it to be just an innocent touch.

-Mhm. - Jisung managed to get out, biting his lips, trying to keep those sinful sounds in.

 Minho was euphoric at the sight. Jisung was slowly breaking down under him.

-And here? - He whispered those words in his ear, purposely making it sound breathy, his hand traveling up and grabbing Jisung's neck in a soft grip. It was nothing that could hurt the boy but it was enough to make him feel weak in his limbs.

-Y-yeah. - Jisung moaned, giving up on trying to keep the sound in. He was surprised at the gesture. He felt...overpowered but for some reason, that turned him on even more. The fact that his neck was sensitive didn't help his case.

-What...about here? - Minho asked again, his voice a little strained, visibly affected by the sounds the younger boy was letting out. This time, he put both of his hands on Jisung's inner thighs, squeezing them softly, his thumbs being so close to Jisung's visible now erection.

-Oh my god. - Jisung whined loudly, and Minho bit his lip looking at the boy with dark eyes.

Ironically Minho was getting annoyed at his own teasing. He wanted to go further. He wanted to make Jisung his right now, right here.

But he needed to see if Jisung really wanted this.

He slowly inched his face towards the blonde boy's pale neck, sliding his hands up to grip Jisung's thin waist.

He waited a few seconds while listening to the younger boy's fastened breath, and then finally he put his lips on his neck, right at his pulse point, gently biting it, and then licking it right after.

This made the younger boy whine loudly. His body jerked, Minho's hands tightening on his waist to keep him in place.

-M-minho! - Jisung called out, not caring anymore about keeping his sounds in, and pretending it wasn't affecting him as much, about...not loving everything Minho was doing to him right now.

-Yes? - Minho asked playfully brushing his lips on the younger's skin as he spoke.

-Please... - Jisung pleaded quietly not knowing what he was even pleading for. He just wanted to feel this electricity again, this rushing feeling, those lingering...tingles.

Jisung's eyes opened in realization.

The tingles. So that was what Minho had in mind when he said there was "another way" for him to feel it.

He whined softly just at the thought that Minho was planning it from the very start.

He knew it wasn't a joke anymore.

It never was.

-What are you pleading for, baby, hm? - Minho asked, the pet name sounding firmer than the first time he had used it.

-For more, please Minho. - Jisung answered boldly. He wanted to see how far Minho would go. And if he wanted to go all the way, Jisung was here for it.

He didn't care what will happen later, he was fully enjoying what was happening right at this moment.

-K. - He chuckled deeply and Jisung swears he almost came from how hot that sounded from his lips.

Minho immediately got to work, hungrily lapping at his neck, pressing open-mouthed kisses from his jawline, all the way down to his shoulders, stopping every once in a while to suck angry-red hickey until Jisung's whole neck was covered with them.

Jisung's voice was getting hoarse from high-pitched moans and whines he let out every time he felt Minho sucking and biting his soft skin. 

Minho was so hard it was starting to hurt. He was conflicted because he wanted some sort of relief so badly, but at the same time, he wanted to taste so much more of Jisung's skin.

Their positions changed in the meantime. Minho's legs were spread open on either side of Jisung's body, he was leaning back against Minho's chest, his head resting comfortably on Minho's shoulder.

Minho looked down at him, adoration and lust swimming in his eyes. He couldn't believe it was real. Jisung was in his arms the way, Minho had always wanted him to be.

Just why he didn't take this risk sooner.

Jisung looked up at his face when he felt the older boy stop and they locked eyes.

Jisung was stunned at the look in the older boy's eyes. It made his insides heat up even more.

It was overwhelming.

So Jisung did the first thing that came to his mind, he tangled his hand in Minho's hair at the back of his head and brought his face closer, to connect their lips. Minho immediately started sucking and biting on his bottom lip at which Jisung was whining into his mouth.

Jisung broke the kiss when he realized what he just did.

-Minho, isn't this weird what we're doing? - He asked worriedly, his mind swimming.

-Not at all. - Minho said and kissed him again, pushing his tongue past his lips.

Jisung believed him. Of course he did.

He returned the kiss passionately. It became a mess of spit and tongues, and teeth, but neither of them cared.

When they separated to breathe, Minho without breaking the eye contact trailed his hand down, and throwing the caution out of the wind he grabbed Jisung's bulge through his sweatpants and started to gently massage it.

-F-fuck. - Jisung moaned and arched his back in pleasure.

-Not yet. - Minho whispered hauntingly. Jisung put his hands behind himself and gripped hard on Minho's thighs for support as the older boy's movements got faster and it was Minho's turn to moan at the feeling.

Jisung was moving so much, squirming, leaning back on Minho's body, and arching his back. While it turned Minho on how responsive the younger boy was being it was hard for him to pleasure him properly so he got impatient. He grunted lowly and grabbed Jisung harshly by his waist to stop his movements.

Jisung felt his stomach tighten at the sudden display of his strength.

Minho turned him around in his lap and pulled his body as close as possible rolling his hips up so their clothed cocks could rub against each other. He gripped his blonde locks and pulled at them causing Jisung to shiver violently.

He loved how Minho was treating him right now. His eyes were soft, but his touches were rough, he felt so wanted that it made tears brimming at the corners of his eyes.

Their sounds of pleasure were bouncing off the walls of Minho's small room, it sounded like a sensual symphony to them.

Minho was still not satisfied, he wanted to feel more of the younger. He stopped suddenly and slid Jisung off his lap, standing up and making his way to his bed. Jisung sat on the floor confused by the sudden change.

Minho smirked and pulled his shirt and pants off, sitting on the bed with only his boxers on, looking at Jisung expectantly like he was waiting for him to do the same.

Jisung took a shaky deep breath and slowly stood up from the floor. He took his time to observe the other's body, drinking in the beautiful image. He surprised Minho when he pulled down his sweatpants along with his boxers in one go standing there completely naked and staring at the older boy with want.

Jisung didn't know where this sudden rush of confidence came from, but all he knew he wanted Minho to be naked too.

Minho was frozen, scanning Jisung's body inch by inch, biting his lip as he craved the younger boy's curves into his memory.

The latter got self-conscious under his very intense stare so he walked to him getting on his knees and tugging at the black boxers, wanting so badly to see everything. He loved the view of Minho's strong arms and thick thighs but he wanted to see his cock too.

Minho's eyes widened at his boldness and he remained frozen, only lifting his hips a bit to help to get rid of the last piece of his clothing.

Jisung gulped audibly when Minho's cock sprung out, hard and already leaking.

It was a perfect size and shape and when he wrapped his hand around it, it suddenly felt very real to him. He never would have thought that it was gonna come to this.

Minho looked down at Jisung staring in awe at his cock caressing it slowly like it was some sort of treasure and he was afraid he would come just from that because it looked so hot.

-Jisung- what- - He started to ask when he saw how Jisung was just staring at it, having no idea what he was doing.

-I want to taste it. - Jisung admitted looking up at Minho with a pleading expression.

-You'll be the death of me. - Minho answered shakily and Jisung just took it as a confirmation and licked the tip slowly.

Minho threw his head back and groaned at the feeling.

Jisung found it extremely weird because he usually hated bitter and salty things. He had a sweet tooth but Minho's precome tasted somewhat good. Was it the arousal he felt that made his brain think he liked it? Probably, but Jisung wasn't complaining, he dived in for more instead and engulfed the whole member in his mouth making Minho grab his hair tightly in pleasure.

-You're a little devil I hope you know that. - Minho moaned weakly when Jisung started to suck hard on it.

-I know. - Jisung mumbled while having a mouth full of his cock and Minho just couldn't take it and came embarrassingly fast without any warning. Jisung's eyes widened, he was not expecting it and he choked on Minho's cum that shoot straight into his throat. He coughed out some of it, and he swallowed the rest feeling it travel down his throat and it felt like swallowing a mouthful of thick, bitter honey. It sure was an experience.

-Oh god, I'm so sorry Hannie. I couldn't stop it. - Minho said when he came down from his high and realized he practically made Jisung choke on his cum.

Jisung sat there dazed and he looked up at Minho hearing his words.

He had a soft smile on his face, his lips and cheeks were covered in Minho's release. His hair was a mess and the older boy was in love. He never looked so beautiful.

-Minho...can you- can you do it again? - Jisung whispered looking him in the eyes with hope.

-You- you want me to choke you with my dick? - Minho asked in disbelief looking at the younger boy like he had lost his mind.

-Yeah. I think? I don't know why...but I liked that. - Jisung answered honestly and Minho's dick twitched already coming back to life just at the thought of doing this again.

-I- Why are you so adorable? - Minho didn't know why he found this adorable but he did. The way Jisung was so desperate for him right now was making the older boy feel things he never felt before.

Jisung just smiled brightly at him.

He wanted to kiss him again.

So Minho lifted Jisung up and sat him on his lap before cupping his round cheeks.

Jisung let Minho do whatever he wanted only leaning into the warm touch. Minho smiled softly and wiped the remaining cum form his lips and cheeks with his hand, before connecting their lips.

It was just the touch of the lips. Minho was waiting for Jisung to move his lips first this time, and he didn't have to wait for long as shortly after he felt him hesitantly move. It was so cute and soft, just like Jisung himself.

Minho smiled into the kiss and bit his bottom lip hard. He will shower Jisung in soft kisses later, right now, the burning desire in him was too strong for this. Jisung whined at the slight pain and Minho immediately slid his tongue into his mouth tasting his own cum and lemon soda that Jisung had been drinking before. 

He roamed every corner of his mouth, the kiss became heated and messy again but it made Minho's dick twitch and Jisung squirm on his lap. His lips were heavenly.

The older boy suddenly grabbed the blonde's waist and manhandled him on the bed, getting on top and kissing him again, even harder than before.

Jisung instinctively opened his legs to let Minho settle between them and his hands went straight to the boy's dark locks.

Minho's hands started to massage Jisung's thighs and the boy responded with a moan that was swallowed by the older boy's mouth.

-M-minho. - Jisung whimpered, breaking the kiss. His cock was hurting so much at this point, being neglected for a long time already.

Minho cooed at him and gave him one more short but deep kiss before going down, kissing the blonde's chest, stomach, and hips. Jisung sighed in content, feeling tingles every time Minho's lips made contact with his skin.

He cried out when Minho bit into his inner thigh, sucking hard dangerously close to his crotch.

-You're so cute. - Minho chuckled and in one swift motion slid his arm under Jisung's back to lift him up a little bit and lapped onto his hole, the other hand spreading his ass cheeks apart.

Jisung took a sharp breath not expecting this at all. He let out a long whine right after feeling Minho trying to force his tongue inside.

-N-no... - Jisung tried to protest being embarrassed at what Minho was doing. He got stressed and tensed up because fingers were one thing, but the tongue was so embarrassing, he couldn't imagine that it tasted good, even if he knew he was clean. It simply couldn't and he didn't want Minho to feel like he had to do this just because he wanted to make him feel good.

Minho felt Jisung's body tensing up, and he raised his head to look at Jisung's face, currently hidden behind his arms in embarrassment.

-Sungie. Don't hide, it's okay. - Minho whispered, trying to uncover his face.

-You taste good, baby. - Minho reassured when he was finally able to look at his face, already knowing why Jisung was upset.

-You're obviously lying. - Jisung pouted and looked away immediately. Minho chuckled and got up briefly to fetch the bottle of strawberry-flavored lube that he used earlier to warm his hands up.

Jisung was observing his actions quietly, smiling when he noticed what Minho had in his hands. The older boy was always able to understand him. That's exactly why they were best friends. Jisung would even go as far as calling Minho his soulmate.

Maybe that's why he didn't reject any touch from Minho even though he knew where it was heading. He trusted him with his life and he knew the older boy would never hurt or use him.

Minho popped the lid open and poured more than necessary on his hand to ease Jisung's mind. Jisung was looking at him in adoration although he was still shy.

The older boy resumed their previous position but not before giving Jisung a quick sweet kiss on the lips and then smeared the lube all over his asscheeks, hole, and even his thighs at which Jisung giggled, but it turned into a moan when Minho slid his index finger into his hole to coat his insides too.

-Now I can have my feast. - Minho chuckled and Jisung wanted to hit him out of embarrassment but his skilled tongue made him limp immediately, licking and sucking at his thighs while humming at the strawberry taste invading his mouth.

He mouthed at his asscheeks and Jisung was slowly losing himself, his body slowly turned into jelly and he was enjoying the amazing feeling of Minho's warm lips combined with the tingling sensation of the lube heating up his skin and insides. He was starting to feel like he was on fire but in a very good way.

He cried out again, even louder than before when Minho put his tongue inside, thanks to Minho's finger stretching him out a little bit earlier, it slid right away catching Jisung off guard.

It felt amazing. Minho didn't waste time and started to thrust his tongue in and out while tightly holding Jisung's thighs to prevent him from any abrupt movements.

-G-god it f-feels so good. - Jisung whined and Minho made a muffled, pleased sound, and tried to push his tongue even deeper.

He wanted to make Jisung come like this. He just needed to see it.

As Minho went deeper, Jisung started squirming and it was getting harder for Minho to keep him in place, his moans got so loud they were close to screams and the older boy could tell he was close.

He smiled and replaced his tongue with two of his fingers not giving the boy a break and thrusting them deep inside at a steady pace, they slid in easily, the large amount of lube and saliva making the slide smooth and easy.

Jisung's body was shaking, the very slight pain of the stretch dying down as soon as it came replaced by even more pleasure.

-Minho, please! - Jisung yelled and Minho smirked knowing what he wanted but he needed to see Jisung come untouched.

Tears started to form in the younger boy's eyes from the intense pleasure and frustration because he was so close but at the same time, not close enough.

-M-minho. - Jisung pleaded again with a shaky voice and a lone tear sliding down his cheek, and Minho couldn't torture the boy more, his heart going weak at this cute sight. 

He bit his lip as he concentrated, and changed the angle of his thrust so he hit Jisung's sweet spot. Jisung screamed and arched his back, coming hard on his stomach. Minho kept hitting his prostate watching how Jisung's fragile body spasmed with every thrust. It was so beautiful. This image would haunt Minho for the rest of his life.

He finally pulled out his fingers not wanting to hurt the boy and the latter weakly sank into the black covers on his bed, breathing heavily with his eyes closed and mouth slightly agape. His body was glistening with sweat that Minho wanted to lick off.

So he did.

He started at his neck, going slowly down his body, listening to Jisung's weak whimpers as he did so.

He was still rock hard and Jisung looking so fucked out didn't help.

-Sorry Sungie, but I just can't wait. - Minho whined and turned Jisung around lifting his hips so his ass was fully exposed to him. He admired it for a few seconds before grabbing his waist and pressing his cock against his hole. Minho knew better not to do anything, as he could hurt Jisung who was still recovering from his high, so he started rubbing his cock between his ass cheeks, grazing against his hole, so he could get some friction and relief like this.

Jisung moaned at the feeling gripping hard on the covers to help to keep himself grounded. Minho was groaning every time his dick would graze over the younger's hole and Jisung felt his dick harden again.

He couldn't believe Minho was pretending to fuck him and he couldn't believe how sexy it was to him at the moment.

-J-just go in Minho, please. - Jisung said pushing his ass onto his member, wanting it inside already.

-Are you sure, Sungie? I don't even have a condom. I can just do it like this. - Minho asked just in case as he was fighting with himself, wanting so badly to just thrust inside.

-Yes! Fuck, just do it! - The younger whined loudly and Minho didn't wait any longer pushing it all in slowly but steadily.

-Oh god, so tight. - Minho cried out feeling himself being engulfed by tight and soft heat. The older boy was in bliss his senses being clouded by the smell of sex mixed with vanilla and strawberries in the air. The soft sounds Jisung was making were sending him on a trip he never wanted to come back from.

He needed to see him.

He pulled out and turned Jisung around. Jisung arched into him when Minho immediately pushed back in, enjoying this feeling like it was the first time.

-God. I love you so much, Jisung. - Minho whispered unconsciously and looked at Jisung's shocked face.

He halted his movements and gulped afraid he had said it too early, but Jisung proved him wrong when he pulled him down for a hard kiss.

Jisung was so happy. He obviously knew that Minho must feel something for him because he isn't the kind of person who fucks people just for fun, but hearing those words from his lips was something different. It made Jisung feel grounded, sure, and more relaxed.

-I - He started and sealed the word with another kiss.

-Love. -And another.

-You. - And another.

-Too. - The last one was much longer, leaving Minho's lips tingling and his heart trembling in joy.

Jisung clenched seeing his euphoric face and Minho groaned in reply.

He grabbed the younger's hips and started slowly thrusting into him, keeping their faces close, and eyes bored deeply into his.

Jisung was overwhelmed as he never felt so many emotions and pleasure, all at once.

-Can you say it again? - Minho pleaded, putting his hands next to Jisung's head and speeding up his thrusts.

-I love you, Minho. - Jisung moaned out gripping the other boy by his biceps for support.

Minho felt drunk from how good Jisung felt around him, how his hot breath was hitting his face, his blonde locks brushing against his forearms with every move, his lips catching his every once in a while in a short open-mouthed kiss.

-I wanted to do this for so long. - Minho whispered and Jisung moaned louder at his words.

-The strawberry-flavored l-lube- - He started but got cut out by his own moan when Jisung clenched tightly around him.

-The strawberry...lube... - Jisung encouraged him to continue, forcing the words out between his moans as Minho didn't slow down even a bit.

-Yeah...I- I bought it for you. Because I know...you love strawberries. - Minho admitted and Jisung whined, the information making his stomach burn and head spin.

Minho had bought it because he hoped he would need it...for him.

-Minho- what the hell. - Jisung whined desperately imagining him wanting to use it on him many times when he came over and the younger boy was obvious to his dirty thoughts.

The sound went straight to Minho's dick.

He felt that he was getting close. Jisung started meeting his thrusts feeling something building inside of him too.

Minho deepened his thrusts even more and managed to hit Jisung's sweet spot again after shifting a little.

-Again! Please! - Jisung cried out and Minho complied immediately wanting so badly to see Jisung climaxing again.

Minho knew his neighbors probably hated him when Jisung let out a particularly loud moan, his voice breaking down at the end. But he couldn't care less right now, he sounded so good like that. He loved when Jisung was singing but this was definitely his favorite song.

God, he wanted to record it.

-Minho, I-I'm close. - Jisung warned and Minho positioned himself better so his thrusts could have more force.

-Me too. - He whispered speeding up as much as he could, chasing both of their orgasms.

Minho came first. He wanted to hold it in, wishing they could come together, but it got too much with Jisung clenching on him every two seconds.

Jisung whined feeling Minho's release exploding inside of him, he looked at Minho's blissed-out, beautiful face and it drove him over the edge, it was too hot, too much.

He came too, even harder than before, to the point it almost hurt. Minho looked at him, still dazed from his own orgasm admiring how he looked even more beautiful than the first time he came, like a literal angel ascending to heaven.

It should be illegal.

Minho weakly rode both of their orgasms watching closely how Jisung's body was slightly spasming again. He could look at him forever.

Jisung thought the same thing as he looked up into the older boy's eyes, feeling himself getting lost in them immediately.

They were so sparkly. Jisung could swear he saw the whole galaxy in them.

Minho carefully pulled out and lowered himself to kiss Jisung slowly, helping them to slow down their fastened heartbeat and breath.

They felt still hot and sticky but they both didn't care at the moment.

Minho gave Jisung a lingering last kiss when they calmed down and lay next to him hugging him carefully, breathing in his scent.

-So...did you feel the tingles? - Minho asked in a whisper not wanting to break this calm and glowy atmosphere.

-I feel tingles every time I'm with you, idiot. - Jisung chuckled. Minho smiled proudly and kissed him again.

-Good. - He whispered against his lips.

-Good. - Jisung mimicked him playfully and Minho shut him up with yet another kiss.

And Jisung felt tingly again.