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Minho sighed in relief as Jisung rubbed his back, gentle kisses were placed onto his skin. He bit his lip as Jisung’s hands traveled lower, gently squeezing and pushing to his skin.
He was in desperate need of a massage, and Jisung was willing to help.. maybe a bit too eager but who was Minho to deny Jisung anything? He winced as Jisung pressed a bit too roughly to the back of his thigh. “ Shit.. Jisungie... careful.. ”
“Listen Min, you’re tense everywhere. I wouldn’t have to be so rough if you weren’t so tense.. maybe I need to change up my tactics, just wait here.” and with that Jisung left the room. He groaned and rolled onto his back, covering his eyes with his arm.
What on earth could Jisung have planned? He was letting himself slowly succumb to the pits of exhaustion when Jisung returned, cursing under his breath as he nearly dropped something, or so Minho could assume. He uncovered his eyes to see Jisung standing in the doorway sheepishly.
What intrigued him the most was Jisung was holding strawberry syrup, a pizza box.. and a jar of honey. “Sungie?”
“I know what it looks like! Just.. trust me?”
“What am I supposed to trust you on? Why did you-”
“Food play.. y-you know how we talked about that a while ago..?” Oh.. OH!
“So you- how would that- ”
“because... it means I get to fuck you? And uhm, e both know how relaxed you get when I do.” He just blankly stared at Jisung, blinking once, twice.. thrice before throwing a pillow at the other.
“You’re so infuriating... but sure. ”
Minho watched as Jisung silently cheered before placing the items on the bed. “Okay, pretty.. now just lay back and relax for me, yeah?” He rolled his eyes and laid flat on his stomach, burying his head in his arms.
He couldn’t imagine what Jisung had in mind, but he was more inclined to find out rather than ask.
He heard the cap of the syrup open, only to feel it get drizzled across his skin. “ Fuck that’s cold.. ”
“if you think this is cold, wait until I get to the honey...” Minho shivered, the feeling of the sticky syrup clinging to his skin made him feel gross.
He hissed as Jisung smothered the clean lines all over his body. He squirmed around, feeling just slightly ticklish as Jisung’s hands rubbed against his chest. He gasped, his nipples being pinched between Jisung’s sticky fingers. “ J-Jisung... ”
“Shhh... just let me take care of you.”
He whined lowly, arching into Jisung’s touch. His cock gave a halfhearted twitch to life. Minho whined again when Jisung pressed the jar of honey to his thigh. “Fuck! Hng... why is everything so.. cold?! ”
“The colder the better... let me open you up now, hmm?”
He panted slightly, watching Jisung open up the jar of honey and scoop some into his fingers. Those same fingers soon entered his hole, drawing a surprised yelp from him. “Oh my fuck! ” He gasped as Jisung’s fingers slowly worked him open, sticky and cold with honey and syrup.
Minho let out a low hum as Jisung slowly thrusted his fingers into his hole, curling them around to try and find his prostate. He squirmed around and bit his lip roughly as he lifted his hips from the bed. He closed his eyes, gripping the sheets as Jisung opened the pizza box.
He heard Jisung quickly eat the entire slice except the crust. He started shivering slightly as he felt Jisung’s fingers pull out. “Ready baby?”
“Y-Yeah..” He inhaled deeply, hearing Jisung rip open a condom packet as he opened his eyes to watch it get rolled onto the crust.
He braced himself for the breach, watching with blown out pupils.. his breath hitched as he quickly lifted his thighs, pressing his knees to his chest. He spread his cheeks, exposing his hole as he looked at Jisung with a pouty look.
Jisung kissed the back of his thigh as he coated the condom covered pizza crust with the honey. He gasped as it was pressed to his hole, slowly pushing its way past his rim. Minho threw his head back as it was pushed inside entirely, Jisung’s fingers following afterwards. He breathed heavily as Jisung slowly thrusted the crust in and out of him.
He whined out slightly as the crust pressed against his prostate, causing his cock to twitch to life entirely, filling out and leaking precum. “So fucking pretty.. all red and leaky for me..”
“S-Shut- ah! Shut up..! ” He arched his back and moaned as Jisung wrapped his lips around his cock, deepthroating him in one go.
“Fuck! Oh my fuck! Jisung! Oh..! ” He couldn’t help the incoherent babbles that slipped from his lips. His mind felt blissfully blank.. he felt so fucking floaty. He moaned as Jisung fucked the crust into him rougher.
Jisung soon pulled the crust out and tossed it aside, grabbing another slice of pizza and biting onto the crust as he leaned forward to press the tip of the slice into Minho's mouth.
Minho bit into the slice, gasping as Jisung thrusted into him, bottoming out in one go. He felt himself choking on the slice as Jisung slowly lowered himself, forcing the slice down his throat. “Das rifh babu.. jus lef me carfe abut yiu.” Minho shivered as Jisung’s voice coming out muffled.
He gasped as Jisung’s saliva slid down the back of the slice and down his chin.
He felt Jisung’s hands grip his hips as the other started pistoning in and out fast and rougher than when he was using the pizza crust.
With each thrust, Minho felt Jisung’s cock rub against his prostate. He gripped Jisung’s shoulders moaning around the slice. He had to bite down hard and swallow what he had in his mouth, leaning in close to kiss Jisung deeply.
He licked into Jisung’s mouth, the taste of pizza and honey clouding his taste buds. Minho felt so fucking dizzy as Jisung’s cock thrusted roughly in and out of him, the slapping of Jisung’s hips to the backs of his thighs causing him to moan out loudly. He bit down on Jisung’s lip, digging his nails into his shoulders.
He was reduced into a whiny, whimpery mess, completely at Jisung’s mercy. He yelped when something cold and sticky touched his cock, soon followed by something warm. “You did not just put- ah! Pizza on my cock!”
“I did. What are you going to do about it, bunny?”
Jisung whispered in a low tone, causing him to whine as a well timed thrust nearly had him coming on the spot. He dug his nails into Jisung’s skin as he was jerked off with the honey and pizza mixture. He groaned loudly as Jisung stilled inside of him, a soft whine leaving the other as a warmth filled Minho.
“Hng! ” He came without warning, holding onto Jisung as tight as he could as he spilled over the food surrounding his cock. He panted heavily, closing his eyes tight. Jisung pulled out and started cleaning him up, wiping away the excess cum dripping out of his hole.
He was picked up and carried to the bathroom, set in a tub of warm water and pulled into Jisung’s arms. He rested against Jisung’s chest and tilted his head back, resting it against Jisung’s shoulder. Jisung hummed and kissed his temple before washing him clean of the sticky substances that coated his body.
“How was that for relaxation, baby?”
“Nng.. could’ve done it without the food but.. it was enjoyable.. ”
“You think I can keep using the honey as lube?”
“Who am I to deny you, Jisungie? ”
“Right.. I forget you can’t deny me anything.”
“Oh hush.. I assume we’re going for multiple rounds after we eat what’s left of the pizza that hasn’t been contaminated? ”
“Oh absolutely, hyung.”
Minho was taken out of the bath and dried off, carried back to bed and sat down as a slice of pizza was put into his hands. He nibbled on it, leaning into Jisung. They finished up the last of the pizza before tossing the box and syrup aside, laying back down in a mess of limbs and wet kisses.
Jisung kissed him roughly, hungrily even. He melted into the simple lip lock, wrapping his arms around Jisung’s neck and kissing back just as hungrily.
He licked into Jisung’s mouth and canted his hips up, being granted with Jisung’s hands holding his ass and squeezing his cheeks. He moaned out and pressed his feet into the mattress, letting Jisung do as he pleased.
Jisung moved one hand over to the open, now warm, jar of honey and scooped some up, pressing his sticky fingers to Minho's hole. Minho, who was relaxed now that he knew what was in store for him, let out a pleasured breath as he broke the kiss and tilted his head back.
Jisung didn’t miss the opportunity to kiss and bite the expanse of his throat as he shoved his fingers inside of Minho.
He moaned at the stimulation, his cock twitching back to life and making him whine low. “ i..Jisu- ”
“Shh.. I know..” Jisung didn’t waste time in fucking him rough with his fingers, causing his back to arch off of the bed on a stuttered moan that slipped from his lips.
Jisung found his prostate easily, curling his fingers and rubbing it with every thrust. “Think you can handle my fist..?”
“M-Maybe.. ”
“Good.”
He gasped when two more fingers joined the original two in his ass, the stretch so deliciously painful. He gripped Jisung’s shoulders just in case. “That’s it.. just relax for me..”
He let himself relax, closing his eyes and letting soft whimpers leave his lips. Jisung fucked him with four fingers for a bit, getting him used to the slight stretch.. and then he added his thumb, curling his hand into a fist and pushing it inside of him.
“O-Oh!! Fuck!~ ” He gasped, his hole pulsating as it formed around Jisung’s wrist and part of his forearm, the honey coating his walls acting as a perfect lube.
Minho fucking saw stars, every small thrust the younger did with his fist nestled perfectly against his prostate made him so, so deliciously dizzy.
He couldn’t contain the loud moans that left him, Jisung’s other hand coming up to rub his stomach. “Look.. you can see my fist in you, baby..”
He looked down and yeah, there was a visible outline in his stomach of Jisung's fist. He couldn’t help the groan that escaped him as he fisted his cock and jerked himself off in time with Jisung’s thrusts.
Jisung licked and sucked at his nipple, adding onto the stimulation he felt.
“Sung, Sungie please… I need you, need your cock, Please. ”
Jisung grunted, pulling his fist out and using the excess honey to fist his own cock before he entered Minho.
Minhogasped as Jisung lined his cock with his hole and thrusted in, bottoming out in one go. “So loose.. ha, how long do you think you’d be able to last?”
“I’m… ‘m already close, fuck Sungie, please… ”
Jisung quieted him down with a kiss, grabbing more honey and smearing it on him again as he thrusted mercilessly into Minho.
He gasped into the kiss, giving Jisung the perfect excuse to bite and suck on his tongue. He moaned out and let Jisung play with his body.
He was fucked within an inch of his life, 4 orgasms later, shared between him and Jisung, and he couldn’t breathe. He was so fucking dizzy . He panted as Jisung pulled out and cleaned him up entirely.
“Fuck..”
“Fuck is right, cuddles..? We can do more tomorrow. ”
“Yeah, yeah okay...” Jisung whispered, pulling him close and kissing his head.
He nuzzled into Jisung’s chest, closing his eyes and falling asleep immediately after.
He loved Jisung, loved everything they did, and loved cuddling him like this. He felt safe, at home even.
Jisung was his special person, and fuck all if people thought they were weird for what they were into. All that matters is that it was shared. They had the same interests and it was enough for them.
The next day when they woke up, they decided to play things cool, greeting the others and respectively drinking coffee to wake themselves up more when Jisung’s eyes lit up with an idea… an idea Minho wanted to play into. “What’s on your mind, Jisungie? ”
“Oh I was thinking, what if we drank this coffee in our room so we could talk?”
Ah. Jisung wanted to use coffee on him next. He hummed and put his mug down. “ Hold that thought. ” He spoke softly, walking to the fridge and pulling out a couple cans of soda. “How about these instead? ”
“Actually… That’s perfect.” He smiled proudly and chugged the rest of his coffee, quickly eating what Chan had made for everyone and then rushing off to his room, waiting for Jisung.
He hummed lowly as he set up everything, even laying out a towel just in case and making sure he had everything he needed. He smiled and laid down, all pliant and ready for Jisung when he entered. Jisung entered soon after he had left, smiling at him and closing the door.
He heard the click of the lock before Jisung padded over to him, hovering over him and kissing his face, neck and chest. “So pretty for me. All pliant and ready for me, god Min. I love you so much.”
“Mmph... Stop with the flattery Jisungie... ” he whined, his cheeks flushing red as he looked up at Jisung.
The other smiled and kissed his cheek, squeezing his thighs slightly. He spread his legs on Jisung’s silent command, breathing out slightly and bracing himself. They still had the honey from the night prior and Jisung, of course, couldn't resist the temptation of using it.
He slathered the first can in honey, slowly pushing it past Minho’s rim. He hissed at the pain and the coldness of the can that entered him, expecting it to go all the way in. What he didn’t expect was for Jisung to nearly fold him in half as he opened the can.
“A-Ah.. Sung..? ” Jisung just glanced at him before lowering himself and pressing his lips against the opening of the can, angling Minho’s hips so that the fluid inside would enter his mouth.
The sight of Jisung drinking something out of his ass should not have made him as aroused as it did, he shivered and watched as Jisung emptied the entire can in seconds, a slight burp leaving him after he was done. “Fuck. Felt good. You look so hot like this.”
“So gross, but I would be lying if I said it wasn’t attractive. ”
Jisung chuckled darkly and landed a harsh slap to his thigh as he pulled the can out and replaced it with another, repeating the action of drinking it entirely, this time though, he’d wrapped his hand around Minho’s cock and jerked him off in time with his gulps.
Minho whined, a low sound in his throat as he felt his hole crush the can slightly.
“Easy, Jagi. ..” The can was pulled out of him, only to be replaced with Jisung’s tongue lapping up at the honey dripping from his hole. He moaned and wrapped his thighs around Jisung’s head, keeping him locked in place.
“Fuck, so fucking... Hng!~ ” He felt Jisung bite at his rim, pulling away and then spreading his legs.
More honey was added… another can was pushed inside of him. He couldn’t help the blissful feeling overcrowding his body. He hiccuped just slightly, gripping onto the bedsheets as Jisung fucked him with the can, slow thrusts to start.
Jisung was slowly thrusting the metal in and out of his hole. Minho gasped as the cold metal touched his prostate, causing him to violently arch his back. “Cold! ”
“Easy, it’ll be over soon. All you need to do is cum for me, pretty… Make a mess of yourself, help me make a mess of you.” Jisung whispered the words into his ear as the can was taken out and opened. Thank fucking goodness he put a towel down as Jisung poured the carbonated drink onto his cock and lined it up with Minho’s hole.
One thrust. One thrust was all it took for Minho to cum on the spot.
Jisung had bottomed out and let his cock twitch against Minho’s prostate, and Minho was fucking done for.
He came, and he came hard. White spots filled his vision as Jisung held his thighs to his chest and started pounding into him hard, cock coated in soda and honey.
Minho shook slightly, tears forming in his eyes as he was quickly brought to another orgasm by Jisung’s thick, sticky cock pistoning in and out of him at a merciless pace.
The only sounds filling the room being that of skin slapping and moans from the two. He felt floaty, already so fucking gone that he didn’t realize when his second orgasm hit him, only that it made him moan obscenely loud as he spilled all over his stomach, again.
Jisung groaned and fucked into him rougher, landing a few slaps to his ass and thigh, watching the skin bruise into a pretty pink color with finger prints. “Gonna make you so fucking pretty. You’re already covered in your cum, but you’re gonna be so fuckin’ full of mine...” Jisung growled, thrusting into him as rough as he could only to still and fill him up to the brim.
Minho was a drooling mess as he felt Jisung fuck his cum into him. Jisung started using what was left of the honey to mix with his cum on his stomach and brung it to Minho’s lips.
Minho absentmindedly sucked the mixture off of Jisung’s fingers, moaning lowly against the digits as Jisung started picking up speed again. Jisung fucked him rough, cum spilling from the sides of his cock as he writhed in Jisung’s hold.
Jisung pulled his fingers out of Minho’s mouth, gripping his waist roughly and driving his cock deep, hitting his prostate with each thrust.
Minho was nothing but a moaning, crying mess as his third orgasm washed over him, it hurt but he knew Jisung wasn’t quite finished with him. He whined and clawed at Jisung’s back, moaning loudly as Jisung filled him up again.
He was so full... so, so full and sedated. Minho looked up at Jisung and flashed a dopey smile. The other just chuckled and kissed him on the lips gently, smothering him in soft kisses afterwards.
Jisung pulled out of him and cleaned him up with the towel that he had laid down under him. He watched everything get tossed aside only to be pulled into Jisung’s arms.
Jisung kissed his head and rubbed his side, breathing in his scent. He nuzzled Jisung’s neck and wrapped his arms around the other’s waist, letting out a satiated sigh.
Minho let his eyes fall closed and the gentleness of the moment lull him to sleep, he was in need of a nap anyway.
When he woke up, he was instantly kissed all over, a soft giggle erupting from him as Jisung quickly pulled him up and to the bathroom to quickly shower. Apparently Chan wanted to take everyone out to dinner and Jisung had made plans to scatter his marks wherever he could that would be visible while he was sleeping.
He looked at his body in the mirror, and it looked like someone had mauled him, not that he really cared, I mean… it was Jisung after all.
Minho smiled proudly at the marks he adorned and quickly showered with Jisung. When he was done he did a light layer of makeup to make it look like he hadn’t just woken up, fixed his hair and dressed in a pair of clothes that would expose his skin, he was proud of being Jisung’s, and he wasn’t going to hide what his boyfriend worked so hard to do.
That night, if they fucked using more food, that would be for their knowledge… if they repeated it over the next few weeks whenever they had time outside of their schedules, who was to judge them? It was just how they worked, gross or not. They were insatiable, always hungry for more from each other, and to them, that’s why they worked so well.