- Burning Desire - Minsung

Hard

Jisung gave the final push and slotted their lips together.

There wasn't a firework exploding.

Comfortable warmth washed over Minho, his head going empty. To him it felt like coming home, here, lips locked with the man he had been in love with for almost his entire life, he felt finally complete.

It was really unfair that Jisung was such a good kisser, but what had he expected? The younger was always unfairly good at everything.

Jisungs tongue swept over his bottom lip, and Minho parted them to get a taste of him.

Minho let his arms fall on Jisungs shoulders, and just let them travel over the wide expanse of his shoulders and back. Feeling the muscles under his touch, he shuddered.

He would've said he could keep on kissing Jisung forever, but slowly it stopped being enough. Unfortunately, he was still achingly hard.

So he pulled away and pushed Jisung off, the younger tumbling over. Taking the chance, Minho swung his leg over him to sit on his lap.

The disappointment on Jisungs face immediately replaced with a lazy grin.

Minho wanted to slap it away, instead, he ground his hips down hard and watched how the smirked was wiped right off.

"Okay?"

"Okay." Jisung nodded.

He was doing this, Jisung, his bestfriend, was laying underneath him.

Jisung sat up, his hand supporting his weight behind him, wrapping one arm around Minho to pull him even closer. Laying his lips on to Minhos in another deep kiss.

"I'll die if you don't get shirtless soon, please." Minho mumbled against him, starting to pull the shirt up to touch the soft skin underneath.

Jisung obeyed without complaint, pulling it over his head and throwing it to the side. "I always knew you had a thing for my muscles."

"I do not."

Jisung raised an eyebrow, grinning as Minhos hands roamed over his arms and torso. "You sure?"

"Fuck, what do you want?" Minho placed the back of his hand on Jisungs crotch, touching him lightly through the sweatpants.

The youngers eyes were closed, he sighed softly. "I don't know Min."

"I mean we don't have to do anything, it's all up to you." He couldn't resist and pecked Jisungs lips again.

The other exhaled shakily, then nodded. "I do want to do something, just maybe, slowly?" And Minho noticed the worry covered up in a shy smile.

"Of course Sungie, I think if i'd blow you you'd pass out." Playful glint in his eyes.

"Aren't you a bit cocky? Think your head game is that good? Wouldn't be the first one you know." He smirked back.

"From me it would." He pointed out.

"True, but well, i'll have to find out one day."

Minhos heartbeat quickened again.

one day

Jisung says it'll happen again

Jisung is okay with it

Hope blooming in his chest, the corners of his mouth turning up into a huge smile.

"Get comfortable Sung, i'll get something meanwhile." Almost stumbling when getting up, he rushed to his room.

When he got back Jisung was in boxers palming himself lazily. Head fallen back to rest on the couch.

Minho slapped his own cheek to check if he was dreaming for the second time this night.

His own sweatpants lost on the way he got down on his knees,

"You okay with taking everything off?"

"How else are we supposed to do anything?"

Minho rolled his eyes so hard if possible he would've seen his brain.

"Ever heard of consent dipshit? I want you to be comfortable."

Jisung laughed, shaking his head. "Sorry, yeah you're right. Usually i'm the one asking with girls. I'm okay yes, kind off curious. If your ass looks half as good as with pants." To underline, he pretended to pass out dramatically.

"I hate you oh my god."

Both undressed Minho climbed into Jisungs lap again, the youngers hands immediately finding his thighs and massaging the muscle.

"Lets get off like this, what do you think?" The older rested his arms over Jisungs shoulders.

"What do I do?" The question so innocent Minho wondered where all of Jisungs hookup experience had went.

"Just do what you like doing to yourself."

Jisung using his hand on himself immediately a burnt image in his mind.

Minho poured lube over Jisungs hand and guided it slowly down. Both of them were lined up next to each other, and when Jisung finally wrapped his hand around them Minhos breath got stuck in his throat.

He watched the other attentively, noticing the furrowed eyebrows in concentration.

So he kissed him again, biting on to his bottom lip lightly to distract him.

"Don't worry, you're doing perfect Jisungie."

The lines on his forehead disappeared, and he started moving his hand slowly.

"Just a little-"

Jisung tightened his grip and a soft moan spilled over Minhos lips.

"Yes, just like that."

It seemed to give Jisung some confidence, soon Minho couldn't help the gasps leaving his lips, the shudders going through him.

He felt electrified, and he never wanted it to end. Wanted to stay on that cloud called Jisung forever.

When Minho pressed his forehead against Jisungs, the youngers skin was damp.

Joining Jisungs hand he ran his finger over Jisungs tip, thumbing over it until the other was cursing.

Minho rested his head on Jisungs shoulder, coming down from his high. He couldn't help the airy laughter bubbling out.

Jisung hummed in question, still running his hand over the olders back.

"I can't believe this happened."

"Me neither." Jisung joined.

Then, after a few minutes of just sitting in silence, breathing evening out, Jisung spoke.

"Can I kiss you again?"

A/N

I got cursed out tons in my last update lmfaooo but I finally got the new chapter nowww hope I can make it up to youu<3

I try to not make it cringe but still cringe when rereading, hope you didn't lol

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