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Jisung had an issue—more like an urge.
He doesn’t know where it came from or how it started, he just knows he can’t get rid of it.
He almost let it slip earlier that morning when his boyfriend so kindly woke him up with his mouth on his dick.
“Opp-” Jisung stops himself and covers it up with a loud moan.
Minho seemed so occupied with giving Jisung the best head of his life that he didn't really notice his boyfriend’s small slip up.
Oppa.
Oppa?
Jisung had no idea why that word almost came out of his mouth, and why during this exact moment.
He’s shaken out of his thoughts when he no longer feels warmth wrapped around his dick.
“Hey, you okay baby?” Minho asked in that soft and concerned tone, reserved for his boyfriend only. Jisung felt a bit embarrassed having Minho suddenly worry over him with his dick right next to his face.
“I’m fine, just don’t wanna cum yet.” Jisung smoothly lies.
He sits up and puts his hands atop Minho’s broad shoulders, “Wanna cum on your cock hyung, please?”
And just like that, the little blip of a moment is forgotten by both of them as Minho immediately moves atop his boyfriend and fucks him into the mattress.
Jisung didn’t think much of his slip up from that morning until he started getting dressed for dinner with his friends. His makeup was all pink and pretty and he put on a cute little pink frilly skirt with white lace in the riffles and a matching pink cardigan. He had recently become more confident in wearing skirts and he would be lying if he said Minho didn’t play a big part in it. Getting called pretty princess by his boyfriend the first time he wore one around him effectively turned him into a blushing mess. Minho only continued his praise and words of adoration when he fucked him in it.
Is that why he had the sudden urge to call his hyung “Oppa”?
Jisung is shaken out of his thoughts when he feels warm hands on waist and soft lips on his neck.
“My pretty baby, I could eat you right now.” Minho says through kisses.
Jisung leans his head back on his shoulder, “Dinner first, dessert later hyung,” he giggles.
Minho hums against his skin “Well you better get your pretty ass out the door before you make us both late.”
Jisung laughs and pulls away from his boyfriend’s warmth and makes his way out the door, not before feeling a harsh smack on his ass. He gasps dramatically and shoots Minho a very non-threatening glare before continuing his way out.
They make it to the dinner, Jisung only having to re-apply his lipgloss 3 separate times. He feels a surge of happiness being together with all of their friends again. Their schedules have become so busy, it’s been hard finding time for the entire group of chaotic 8 to get together and just hang out.
They’re nearing the end of their dinner, a half eaten cheesecake in front of Jisung when Felix asks.
“Seriously? You two have seriously never considered adding a third to your relationship? Maybe experiment a little?”
“We’re not like you three, Lix” Minho replies, hovering his eyes over Felix, Chan, and Hyunjin sitting in front of them, “You three are perfect for each other, but there’s no one else for me but Hannie.”
Felix sighs and looks over at Jisung, “C’mon Sungie, you can’t tell me you haven’t thought about having an orgy like– at least once?”
Chan coughs at Felix’s bold question asked in the middle of the quiet, fancy restaurant. The rest of them laugh at the blond’s desperate tone.
Jisung shakes his head, “Nope, I think we’re both too jealous for that. Right, oppa?” he turns to face a very still Minho.
Utensils clink with plates and a silence falls over the usually loud group before Jisung even realizes what just came out of his mouth.
“Oppa? Holy fuck you guys are kinky kinky.” Jisung faintly hears Changbin say next to him.
Jisung blinks several times, shaking his head to clear himself of the shock, “Wh-what? No- I mean, we haven’t- I haven’t-” Jisung shuts his mouth and takes a deep breath.
“I’m gonna go to the bathroom” He pushes his chair back and makes a beeline to the bathroom with wobbly legs, face beet red.
God this is so embarrassing. He didn’t think this issue would actually be expressed out loud, let alone in front of all of his friends.
Jisung makes it to the thankfully empty bathroom and turns on the tap to the sink, running his hands under the cold water. Too proud of his makeup today to ruin it, he settles on tapping his ears with his wet hands to try to cool down his hot face.
Jisung thinks about Minho’s reaction after the word fell from his lips, his hyung immediately froze up next to him and he noticed a clench in his jaw when he looked over at his face. God what if he thought Jisung was weird? What if Minho was so bothered by it that he felt physical disgust towards him?
Jisung’s throat begins to close up at the thought.
Before his thoughts can continue to spiral into something worse, he hears the bathroom door open and watches the object of his worries walk in.
Jisung speaks up while Minho stares him down as he slowly approaches him, “Hyung, I’m so sorry– I don’t know how or w-why that even came out. God, that was so embarrassing y-you were probably so uncomfortable and disgusted and I’m s-so sorry hyung.”
Tears are brimming Jisung’s eyes and Minho is in his personal space now, silently listening to Jisung’s nervous rambling. A beat passes after Jisung is done speaking and he clasps his sweaty hands together, head hung low awaiting Minho’s response.
“You did make me a little uncomfortable baby,” Jisung’s shoulders tense, “but only because you had me rocking a boner at a dinner with all of our friends.” Minho’s hands are now smoothing their way up Jisung’s thighs, inching higher under his skirt.
Jisung wears a confused look on his face as he looks up to his boyfriend’s eyes. Minho has a dark expression on his face, reminiscent of the look he usually has at home, in bed, when he’s seconds away from pushing inside of Jisung’s awaiting hole. Jisung’s eyes widen as Minho fully grabs under his thighs and lifts him up to the sink behind him.
Minho’s body is pressed against Jisung’s, rough hands on his waist, his thick thighs bullying their way between Jisung’s legs and his chest pressed on his. He leans his head down to access the younger’s neck and leaves open mouthed kisses down the expanse of his skin.
”My little baby, getting all flustered and embarrassed because he wanted to call his hyungie a new name,” Minho says, as he leaves open mouthed kisses down Jisung’s neck in that voice, the voice that always has Jisung’s mind drifting elsewhere.
Jisung subconsciously lolls his head to the side and presents more of his neck for the older to access, “Hyung…more…please” he breathes out.
Minho tsks against his neck and tightens his grip on Jisung’s waist, pulling him impossibly closer against his body.
Jisung gasps at the pressure of their groins pressing hard on each other, “That’s not what you called me earlier, baby. Go on, ask again, correctly” Minho warns, his tone causing Jisung to shrink into himself out of humiliation.
Jisung whimpers, his panties are definitely completely covered in his pre-cum due to how much he’s leaking already just from these little touches and Minho’s words.
He swallows, his face going red just thinking about what he’s about to say.
“O-oppa, please…want more, need oppa to give me more” He says in a shaky voice.
Minho hums against Jisung’s neck, he leaves one more kiss before pulling away, shifting Jisung off of the sink with ease and flattening the younger’s skirt for him.
Jisung is confused as to why he suddenly stopped, “Minho, wh-”
“Let’s go home, baby” The older cuts off, guiding Jisung with a hand on his lower back out of the public restroom that Jisung completely forgot they were in.
“Hyung, what about the guys? We still have to say goodbye to them.” Jisung honestly wants to get home as soon as possible right now, but he can’t help but think about how rude it would be to just leave their friends without saying a word.
“Already bid our farewells for us jagi, don’t worry, we should see them again soon.” Minho responds as they make their way to the front door. The nice lady at the front wishes them a good night and Jisung only manages a smile to her direction before Minho has them both out the door.
The car ride home is silent, Minho’s hand resting on Jisung’s thigh whilst he drives with the other is no help for his racing heart and he knows it won’t take much tonight for him to completely fall apart in his boyfriend’s arms.
He can’t wait.
Before Jisung knows it, the car has come to a stop and Minho is doing his usual routine of getting out of the car and making his way to his side before Jisung is able to move a muscle. He opens the door for Jisung and extends his hand out for the younger to take as he gently pulls him out of the car seat.
Minho rests a hand on Jisung’s back as they make their way to their front door and silently unlocks it at an abnormally fast speed, seriously there has to be some sort of world record for that.
The lovers push into the house and before he knows it, Jisung’s body is being pressed up against the door and a mouth is eagerly kissing his own. Rough hands familiarly grip to the bottom of his thighs and lift the younger up, his legs wrapping around Minho’s waist and his arms finding their way around his neck.
Their mouths are as impatient as ever, tongues dancing in a rain of saliva, both so eager to just be in each other. Jisung doesn’t even notice Minho was moving them into their bedroom until his back hits the plush duvet of their bed, his legs still locked around the older’s waist.
Minho’s hands find their way around the waistband of Jisung’s safety shorts he wore under his skirt and quickly pulls the tight fabric off of him.
“Tell me what you want, baby.” Minho whispers, mouth now drawing a path from his jaw down to his neck. His fingers make quick work of unbuttoning Jisung’s pink cardigan and quickly discards the cloth, mindlessly throwing it wherever it lands in the room.
Jisung whines as Minho’s thumbs expertly rub against his pert nipples, his hips grinding up to the older’s groin to get some sort of friction. Minho harshly grips his waist and stops him.
“I asked you something baby, stop moving that needy little waist and answer me.” Jisung whines again.
“Want you. Please, want your cock inside me so bad.” Jisung’s airy voice manages to say.
Minho hums, his mouth now closed on his right nipple while teasing the left with his fingers. Jisung can’t help but let out the most desperate little whines at the feeling of his sensitive chest being played with. His panties are definitely soaked in pre-cum right now.
Jisung knows Minho’s purposely not touching him down there just to make the younger suffer, so he begs again.
“P-Please, want your cock so bad…want you to fill me up, please.”
Minho kisses his nipples one last time before moving to look up at the younger’s flushed face. He cocks his head to the side as he grabs onto Jisung’s jaw to lock their eyes.
“Whose cock?”
Jisung hesitates, bottom lip tucking under his front teeth.
Minho’s unoccupied hand smacks down on the younger’s ass and he releases a small yelp.
“Oppa’s cock! Please, I- need oppa’s cock inside me.” Jisung desperately pleads.
Minho smirks and hunches down to harshly kiss him, “That’s right, princess.”
His hands are now working down Jisung’s pink laced panties from his legs and Jisung can feel the slickness of them slide off of his skin. If he weren’t so horny right now, he might’ve felt some embarrassment, but he knows Minho lives for how wet he gets.
Minho continues kissing him as he brushes his thumb over Jisung’s sensitive tip, the younger twitching and whining under him from the light touch. Minho chuckles against his lips. “My sensitive baby, I’m gonna fucking ruin you.”
Jisung whines again at his words. Minho reaches over to their nightstand and quickly pulls out their half empty bottle of lube from the drawer, but he doesn’t open it.
“Turn around, ass up.”
Jisung obediently listens, mushing the side of his face on their pillows and arching his back to stick his ass out for Minho to do whatever he pleases.
Minho pushes the short skirt fully over the younger’s back and a loud smack of his hand colliding with Jisung’s ass cheek resounds throughout the room earning him a whine.
“Oppa’s gonna have a little taste before he fucks you, baby.” Jisung has no time to process those words before he immediately feels the pressure of a warm tongue licking his rim.
Jisung whines as he arches his back and instinctively pushes his ass farther back into Minho’s face, allowing his tongue to reach deeper into his warm hole. Minho’s hands are gripping handfuls of Jisung’s soft ass, spreading and kneading it to his heart's content to try to get as deep inside of his hole as he can. Jisung’s whines and moans only get higher, slightly muffled by the pillow his face is pressed into.
Once Jisung’s hole is thoroughly slicked up from the older’s spit, Minho probes a finger past his rim. He pulls his face away, licking his lips as he pushes his finger in deeper. Jisung twitches when Minho’s fingers ghost over the most sensitive part inside his walls.
Minho hovers over Jisung’s shoulder, pressing his finger on that sensitive spot, “You’re fucking dripping everywhere baby, so fucking wet for me.”
Minho grips onto Jisung’s leaking length as the words leave his mouth and the younger sobs out at the touch, his cock spurting out more cum. Jisung lets out a melodic whine as he covers the sheets below him, Minho’s hand coaxing more cum out of his poor cock.
He cannot believe he just came that quickly.
“Fuck princess, that was so fucking hot.” Minho says, pulling his finger out of his clenching hole, earning himself a whimper from the younger.
Minho grabs the lube and lathers some on his fingers before probing the younger’s awaiting rim again. “Gonna milk your little cock for all it's got tonight, right baby?”
Jisung can only answer with a sob as Minho easily finds his prostate again. His cock twitches below him, already wanting to get hard again.
“Turn over for me, baby” Minho orders.
Jisung allows his trembling body to drop on the bed so he can turn over. Mind still foggy and recovering from his orgasm, Jisung doesn’t go at a quick enough pace for the older’s satisfaction as he grabs onto his waist and turns his entire body over himself.
“My little princess, need oppa to do everything for you, hm? Can’t even think properly, don’t worry baby, oppa will take care of you” Minho grunts against his neck.
Jisung releases another moan at the dominant tone of his voice. He’s now lying on his back, Minho’s fingers massaging his walls and opening him up just right as he maps kisses across his chest.
After Minho stretches a third finger in, Jisung is hard again and convinced he’ll cum again from his fingers and mouth alone, his moans getting higher. Luckily for him, the older deems his hole stretched enough and pulls his fingers out of him before he can coax another orgasm out of him.
Minho pulls slightly back as he starts unbuttoning his shirt and Jisung realizes he had been so distracted this whole time, he hadn’t realized Minho was still completely clothed on top of him. He bites his lip as he watches Minho pull his pants and boxers down his thick thighs in one go, his cock springing up, rock hard and an angry red color just begging for the release Jisung’s hole could offer.
“Tell oppa what you want princess.” Minho says, as he grabs Jisung's legs and manhandles him, pushing his skirt out the way so his cock is perfectly aligned with his awaiting hole.
“Princess already told you what he wants, oppa.” Jisung’s mind is already gone, lost in a subspace, but his bratty response could never go ignored by Minho.
Jisung gasps as the older delivers a stinging hot slap onto the younger’s ass as he grabs onto his cock and pushes a finger on his already leaking tip.
“Oppa’s gonna make this a lot harder for you if you don’t stop acting like a fucking brat princess, do what I ask” Minho practically growls, another harsh slap of encouragement landing on the younger’s cheek.
Jisung whines at all the stimulation and easily gives in, “Princess wants your cock oppa, want you to fuck me really bad and fill me up oppa, please” he begs. Jisung has never really been good at committing to his disobedience.
“There you go princess, wasn’t so hard now was it?” Jisung gets no warning as Minho thrusts fully inside his hole in one go. The younger releases a surprised gasp at the quick action which soon turns into a moan as Minho easily finds his prostate.
Minho has a firm grip on Jisung’s lithe waist as each push of his hips causes his cock to brush right onto that bundle of nerves inside of him, sending jolts of pleasure all throughout his body and before he knows it Jisung’s crying from how good it feels.
Minho groans out from the view below him, his Jisung, flushed, tears streaming down his face, eyebrows scrunched as his body shakes from the pleasure Minho’s giving him.
“God look at you baby, these tits, this waist, this ass, can’t believe I get to have you all to myself. My baby, my princess, my love.” Minho grunts through every thrust, losing himself in his lover. Those words combined with the feeling of Minho’s cock constantly jabbing at his prostate are all it takes for Jisung to sob out and cum for a second time between their bodies.
“Cum for me princess, there you go.” Minho grunts out.
Minho’s thrusts don’t let up after Jisung cums, in fact they only get more aggressive as he starts drilling into the younger’s hole, chasing his own orgasm.
“Oppa’s gonna use your little hole for a little longer princess.” Minho says as he leans down and kisses the younger’s neck.
“Please” Jisung pants and reaches his trembling arms to wrap around Minho’s neck, trying to pull their lips together. Minho gives into the unspoken request and brings their mouths together for a very uncoordinated and wet kiss but neither of them care, their bodies just want.
The elder wraps his hand around Jisung’s semi-hard and spent cock, circling his hand around the tip. Jisung sobs and cries against his mouth, incoherent babbles leaving his mouth as his cock squirts from overstimulation, his entire body quivering below Minho’s.
Jisung claws at the older’s back, with one hand and grips his hair as hard as he can with the other as Minho groans out and delivers one final harsh thrust, spilling right into Jisung’s spent hole.
Minho’s pants and Jisung’s hiccups are all that can be heard in their room now. The couple hold on to each other for a while, the older waiting for himself to come down from the high before he gets to work taking care of the trembling boy below him.
Minho makes a move to pull out but Jisung whines out, grabbing onto his arm to stop him. “I have to get us cleaned up baby, I’m not going anywhere” he says in the softest tone he can muster as he leans down and kisses Jisung’s forehead.
Jisung reluctantly yields and loosens his grip on his arm.
Minho slowly pulls out of Jisung’s warmth, his cum spilling out along with his cock and the younger whines at the feeling. He peels the flimsy pink skirt off of Jisung’s trembling body and reaches for the tissue on the nightstand to clean in between his soft thighs. Once he clears the younger of all the sticky residue, he leans over and softly kisses his temple.
“Gonna go start the bath, baby. I’ll be right back” Minho says, Jisung softly holds on to the older’s arm until the last second when he pulls away.
Minho gets the bath running with hot water, pulling out their favorite bath salts and soaps to add to it. It quickly fills up and he turns off the tap, venturing out their bathroom to go get the boy waiting for him in their bed.
“C’mere baby” he coos at him, Jisung is still shaking a little but he doesn’t hesitate to wrap his body around Minho’s like a koala when he bends down to pick him up. Minho runs a soothing hand up and down his back as he dips both of their bodies in the spacious bathtub. He turns Jisung’s body around in his arms so the younger is sitting with his back to Minho’s chest, arms engulfing his body and innocent kisses being showered on his neck.
They sit like for a while, enjoying the warmth of each other’s bodies. If Jisung’s body could physically purr, he’d be vibrating their bodies with them right now from how satisfied and comfortable his…hyung made him.
He lets out a content sigh instead, pushing himself further into Minho’s arms, as close as their bodies can be.
“Hannie?”
Jisung hums.
“You’re still gonna call me hyung, right?” Minho asks.
Jisung giggles, ”Of course hyung, I could never deprive you of your hyung kink.”
Minho happily sighs, denying nothing.
A beat of silence.
“Hannie?”
Jisung hums again.
“How about next time you call me Noona?”