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Boss

This isn’t a one-off.

ceo!jisung x overworked admin!minho

Trigger Warnings: N/A (pls let me know if i’m missing something though!)

Content Warnings: names (slut, whore, bitch, good boy, sir), degradation, hair pulling, biting (kinda?), anal, light spanking (literally twice lmao), brat!jisung, dom!minho, they fuck in the handicap stall after hours

Summary: minho puts his bratty boss jisung in his place

Word Count: 5350

A/N: i tried to make it short, i really did, but i couldn’t help myself. anyways, god bless you for requesting this. i still have one slot left for the 2022 pride event! give me a follow here or on my main (and consider turning on those post notifications!) and check out my ko-fi, where i take commissions! as always, hard thoughts are open, anons welcome! also y’all, after discussing this with one of my beta readers, i’m considering making this one a series cause i have several thoughts lmao anyways enjoyyyyyy

Tags: @hyuckilstan @mork-ly @spiderlilyfics

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Han Jisung, quite possibly one of the youngest CEOs to ever grace the covers of the most popular entrepreneurial magazines, was untouchable. He’d become an overnight sensation in the technology and events industries. He had a monopoly on the technical needs for events country-wide, everyone flocking to his ever-growing company to meet their AV and tech needs.

Because of his soaring popularity, he was always on the lookout for fresh talent to hire in. Despite his workload being much heavier than when he started his company, he still handled the hiring process himself, with only minimal input from the various department heads and Human Resources. He fully believed in getting to know his employees and conducting interviews himself felt more…intimate, for lack of a better word.

He was surprised when a gorgeous young man gently tapped at the frosted glass of his office door and peeked inside. Who was he? Jisung didn’t recall interviewing such a beauty.

“Can I help you?” His tone was far more gruff than he intended as he hung the phone back on the receiver.

“Hello, Mr. Han.” The man greeted with a forced smile. “Mr. Lee in HR sent me.”

“Right, the new administrative assistant?” The man nodded as Jisung sat up straighter in his chair. “What’s your name?”

“Lee Minho, sir.” Something about the way the newcomer - Minho, as he now knew him - addressed him lit a spark in his belly. “Mr. Lee said I ought to report to you instead of the front desk. May I ask why, sir?”

Jisung took a moment to appreciate the way Minho’s suit hugged all the right places before narrowing his gaze as he recalled the name he was given. “We filled all admin roles last week but your resume was too impressive to pass up. Given your skill, I couldn't let you slip by. You’re with me until the original role is open.”

Minho bristled and forced another smile. “Ah, I see. Well, sir, I look forward to working with you.” He offered his hand, which Jisung gripped tightly and shook. His touch lingered for a moment too long and Minho quickly recoiled, bringing his hand back to the folder he held against his chest.

“The feeling is mutual.” Jisung murmured after a few beats of silence, leaning back in his seat and crossing his left leg over his right as he continued to openly admire Minho’s physique. Finally, he let out a soft sigh and made a shooing motion. “Your desk is the vacant one just outside my office. Get set up and complete your onboarding. I’ll give you more tasks once you’re done with that.”

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Minho was far from thrilled. It had been almost eight months of blatant ogling and menial tasks from his boss and he’d grown to resent him. This wasn’t the job he applied for and he wasn’t some piece of meat to be drooled over. He wasn’t blind, Jisung was definitely attractive, but he was extremely unprofessional and stomping every boundary Minho tried to set.

His frustrations were beginning to appear in the workplace and Jisung was beginning to notice. The irritation on his face every time Jisung called him to his office didn’t go unnoticed and it was beginning to annoy the younger. It was a vicious cycle, the two of them acting as sounding boards for the negative energy that bounced between them until one day it reached a crescendo.

“Lee, with me, now.” Jisung barked down the line, not waiting for a response before hanging up the phone. It was the end of the week and he had Minho putting in overtime every Friday so he could work comfortably during the peak season.

Minho let out a sigh and fought the urge to slam the handset onto the receiver. Instead, he took a deep breath and clenched his jaw as he gingerly hung up the phone. He stood from his desk and made his way to Jisung’s office, tapping lightly on the glass. “Come in.” He pushed the door open and walked to the front of Jisung’s desk, standing before him with his hands folded neatly in front of him.

“Yes, sir? How can I help you?” He offered up that same fake smile and Jisung wanted to wipe it right off his pretty face.

“I have a dinner to attend tonight.” O…kay? How does that concern me? “You’re my plus one.” Shit.

“But, sir, I have-”

“I don’t care. You’re coming with me.” Minho gritted his teeth but nodded. “Count it as overtime. We leave in twenty so wrap up what you’re doing and get ready to go.”

He couldn’t get out of the room fast enough. He rushed to the bathroom and slammed his hands down by the sink in frustration as he let out a curse. “Does he think being pretty excuses that shitty attitude? Obnoxious bastard. Who the fuck does he think he is anyways?” He spat, turning the water on. This was the first time in a month he was supposed to see his mother.

“I beg your pardon?” His head snapped up to reveal Jisung standing in the doorway. He felt a burst of courage though and he suddenly didn’t care if he lost this job.

“You heard me loud and clear from the look on your face.” He rolled his eyes as he shook his hands mostly dry and turned off the water. “Do you think you can dictate what I do on the weekend?” He turned to face Jisung as he grabbed a paper towel.

“I think I dictate when your workday ends,” Jisung crossed his arms over his chest - an annoyingly distracting gesture as his muscles flexed under his white button down. “And you’re not off the clock until the dinner is over.”

“How often do you see your mother, Mr. Han?” Minho sighed. He still won’t call him by name. He was angry but he didn’t have a death wish - which he feared Jisung would fulfill if he gave any more perceived disrespect. He’d seen the man go on a tirade. He may no longer care about this job but he still cared about keeping his head on his shoulders. He dropped the paper towel into the trash as he walked towards the door. “You seem like a good little mama’s boy. I’m sure you see her at least twice a week.” He paused but continued when Jisung didn't respond despite the vein in his forehead looking fit to burst. “Some of us don’t get that. And some of us are having to miss out on that again after a month of almost nonexistent contact because of a job that wears us down with how much shit we have to do and stupid dinners we have to attend as boss’s arm candy. Surely you can see my frustration now, sir.”

He pushed past the man blocking the door and frowned when he felt a hand on his arm. “It’s an opportunity for you to network, Minho.” His voice was somewhat more gentle despite his visible irritation.

“Let’s just go.” He sighed and pulled away, heading towards his desk to grab his keys and wallet.

Jisung was almost indignant over the way Minho had spoken to him but he managed to hold himself together as he did his business and went to get his things. It was all of five minutes before they were making their way towards the elevator. “Text my driver and tell him to bring the car around.”

Minho clenched his jaw and pulled out his phone, sending the text before messaging his mom an explanation and an apology. “Done.”

When they reached the lobby, Minho smiled brightly at the receptionist, Mr. Hwang, who was chatting with Mr. Lee. “Bye Hyunjin, bye Felix.” He winked and they both turned, smiling and waving, offering warm goodbyes. Cute. Both of them were honestly fucking adorable and he wouldn’t mind spending a testosterone-fueled night with one or both of them.

Minho held the door for Jisung as they stepped outside, his smile vanishing instantly. Jisung didn’t have time to ask any questions before his car pulled up. “Seo.” He greeted with a curt nod as he slid into the backseat. Minho went for the front but Jisung called for him to sit in the back and he slid in with a sigh.

“Evening, Bin.”

“Evening, Minho.” Changbin greeted, flashing a smile through the mirror before turning his attention to Jisung. “Where to, boss?”

Once en route, Changbin made several attempts to break the tension in the car but to no avail. After ten minutes of silence and stolen glares, he gave up and popped a piece of gum in his mouth. Five more minutes. You can ask Minho about it later, but hold on for the next five minutes.

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Jisung had consumed just a little too much alcohol over the course of the meal and he was feeling bold. It was obvious to anyone with eyes that he had a thing for Minho. Minho, however, couldn’t stand him and it was driving him up the wall. At least that’s how Jisung saw it. Minho was the only one who wouldn’t bend to his will; the only one who told him no. He’d be lying if he said he hadn’t enjoyed their little spat in the bathroom earlier.

Minho didn’t actually hate Jisung, he just hated that Jisung couldn’t take any advice or criticism without getting pissy. And he hated that Jisung couldn’t seem to keep his wandering eyes (and hands) off of him at work. If Jisung could act less…gay?…obvious? at work, he wouldn’t have an issue with him.

Alas, that seemed to be too much to ask as Jisung leaned towards Minho, inching closer every few minutes until they were hip to hip and Jisung was about to lay his head on Minho’s shoulder. Just before he could, one of the men stood and announced his departure, leading to everyone following suit.

With Jisung tipsy, Minho took it upon himself to call for Changbin. Minho blindly slapped at Jisung's hand when it moved to his thigh under the table. He settled the bill and urged Jisung to stand, leading him out the door. He wasn’t touching him but he was nearby just in case Jisung ate shit on the pavement. He opened the back door and waited for Jisung to get in the car before sliding in beside him. “Can you take us back to the office? I need to get my car.”

“Sure thing, I can drop you off.” Changbin hummed and started towards the office. It took all of ten minutes since traffic had cleared during dinner and Minho gave Changbin a quiet ‘thanks’ as he exited the car. Jisung followed him without his knowledge, telling Changbin he needed something from his office and he’d hitch a ride with Minho.

Minho was gathering things from his desk when he heard the footsteps. He quickly ran for the bathroom, trying to avoid Jisung. The man had tried to get too familiar with him at dinner and he was about to unravel. He could not be alone with Jisung. Not if he wanted to keep his job - which he’d decided was worth keeping if for no other reason than to spruce up his résumé.

Jisung knew what Minho was doing and followed him, crossing his arms over his chest. “Lee.” He called, staring at Minho’s shoes peeking out from the handicap stall. He wasn’t anywhere near the toilet so he was clearly hiding.

“What, boss?” Minho sighed.

“Come out here.”

“I’m using the bathroom.”

“Unless you’ve mastered pissing from the other side of the stall, no you’re not. Now get out here.”

Minho let out an exasperated sigh as he opened the stall door, crossing his own arms like Jisung. “What do you want? Unless this is about work, I’m not interested in discussing anything.”

“Is there a problem here, Minho?” There he goes again, using his first name like he knows him personally. “Your attitude has sucked since the day you got here and it’s getting worse.”

“And you’re any better?” Shit. That slipped out before he could stop it.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” He was indignant again. Cute.

“Look, I understand that you’re used to getting everything you want, you’ve built an empire and all, but you really need to start acting normal in the office.” Now he just looked puzzled. “You’ve been fucking me with your eyes since the day I set foot in your office and it’s obvious to everyone that you want me. Make it less obvious.”

Indignance. It was a beautiful thing on Jisung. He looked flustered and angry and flattered and perplexed all at once as he sputtered out some sort of denial. “Lee Minho, don’t you fucking dare speak to me like that.” His voice was shrill as he marched up to Minho, standing toe to toe with him. His chest was heaving with his labored breaths as he began to completely lose his cool. “I’m the boss.”

“Are you?” Minho’s voice was like melted caramel; smooth, rich, and sweet - though that last part was fake. Jisung’s eyes widened at Minho’s sudden boldness and he took a step back, looking like he wanted to make a break for it the second Minho followed him. He couldn’t though. Minho’s arms were already around him, holding him in place. “Now you wanna run from me after you chased me down to argue? That’s not how this works, Ji.”

The nickname irritated him and Jisung narrowed his eyes as he swatted Minho’s chest. “You can’t call me that. I’m the boss.”

“No you’re not.” Minho offered up his signature smirk, feeling Jisung slump slightly in his arms in response. “You wanted me. Now you get me. Can you really handle me?”

“Of course I can.” Jisung blurted out before he could stop himself and compose a proper response. He couldn’t pass up a challenge.

“Oh really?”

“Of course.” No going back now.

“Last chance to back out, Ji.”

Something about Minho’s tone made the sentence feel ominous and Jisung wanted to tuck tail and run. But he couldn’t back down and he couldn’t let Minho do whatever he wanted. He couldn’t let Minho take control and call him a nickname, especially when he’d yet to hear his full name from his lips. “No.” He shook his head and locked eyes with Minho, who suddenly looked like a predator hunting its prey, waiting for his next move.

“No?”

“No.”

“No, what?”

“No, I'm not backing out.”

“You did this to yourself.” Minho shrugged before backing Jisung against the nearest hard surface, which just so happened to be the wall of the handicap stall Minho had just been hiding in. He held him there and everything went still as he stared into his eyes for a moment. That stillness shattered like glass as soon as his gaze flitted to Jisung’s lips.

He didn’t kiss him, opting to attack his neck instead. He decided Jisung made the prettiest sounds and he was determined to make him sob his name in that pretty, desperate voice. “M-Minho-” Jisung gasped while baring his neck to the other.

“You can’t call me that. I’m the boss.” He mocked, earning a huff from the younger. He hummed against Jisung’s skin in thought as his lips left slick spots on his neck before he finally spoke again. “Sir will do though.”

“S-SIR?” Jisung shrieked incredulously.

“Yes, baby?” Okay, that threw him for a loop. He couldn't stifle the sound he made in response and he felt Minho smirk against his skin. “Oh, you like that?” Did he?

He decided he did. But he couldn’t tell Minho that. “Ugh, no...” he mumbled, a blatant lie. Minho could tell Jisung was enjoying the power struggle here - though Jisung was the only one truly struggling with the power dynamic; Minho knew he was in control, it was Jisung who needed convincing.

“Oh? Well I guess if you don’t like it then we should stop here.” Minho shrugged and pulled back, feigning disinterest as Jisung balked. Not only was Jisung not prepared to give up his chance to actually feel Minho, he was panicking at the thought that Minho didn’t actually want him and was just playing with him.

He was playing with him, of course, but the disinterest was entirely fake. He had eyes. He knew a rare beauty when he saw one. He couldn’t pass up this opportunity. He just hoped Jisung would recognize that this would only work if he let Minho take over.

Minho made a move to step away but the second Jisung felt his warmth disappearing, he made another disgruntled sound as his expression jumped from shocked to frustrated. “No.” He grunted, his hands fisting in the front of Minho’s shirt and yanking him in, crashing their lips together.

Minho was surprised, albeit pleasantly, as Jisung nipped at his lips, fully displaying his desperation. He chuckled softly against his lips and wrapped his hands around Jisung’s wrists, pulling them out from between them as he pressed almost all his weight against Jisung. The younger man let out a whine but allowed his hands to drop to his sides, shivering when he realized his compliance earned him a soft bite to his bottom lip. Maybe he could let Minho have a little control.

Jisung’s delight didn’t last, however, and he let out a choked noise of distress as Minho backed away again. “Stop running!” He whined in protest, trying to chase Minho’s lips, which he’d decided he couldn’t live without, at least for tonight. They felt so good against his own and he couldn’t fathom going home and going to bed tonight without tasting more of him.

Minho couldn’t stifle his laughter as he wrapped a hand around Jisung’s neck and pushed him back against the wall, making all the other stall doors shake with the force of Jisung crashing back against it. “Stop chasing!” He mocked, watching in amusement as Jisung’s eyes widened in alarm.

Jisung’s hands wrapped around Minho’s forearm but he didn’t push him away or pull him closer. He simply held on. “M-Minho, stop playing…”

“That’s not my name, baby.” Minho raised a perfectly-groomed eyebrow in challenge and saw Jisung starting to cave. “Who am I?” Jisung didn’t answer but his resolve was rapidly crumbling and Minho could tell. He didn’t have to fully give way just yet, Minho knew he wouldn’t fully relinquish power until it served him, but he had to back down if he wanted anything else. “Tick tock, baby, I’m getting bored.” Lies. “Who am I?” Jisung clenched his jaw and refused to speak.

Until Minho started to back off again. “S-sir…” he mumbled, averting his gaze as Minho inched closer.

“What was that, baby? You’re too quiet.”

“Sir…” his voice was louder but still squeaky, meek in his delivery. That would do for now though.

“That’s right, baby.” His grip on Jisung’s throat loosened and he allowed his fingers to tease his jaw. He took in Jisung’s pretty flush, which covered his face and ears, even disappearing beneath his shirt collar. “And who’s in charge right now?”

“You are…” Jisung mumbled, tacking on a ‘sir’ for good measure. He needed Minho to stop playing and get him off.

“I think you’re finally starting to understand.” Minho mocked in a condescending tone, making Jisung’s irritation grow. He watched as the younger tried to control himself and cooed when he managed to keep his cool. “See? That’s not so bad, is it? Letting me take control, I mean. Not too bad?” His tone was more coaxing than anything else now. Jisung nodded slowly and watched as Minho softened a bit. “Good boy.”

Jisung couldn’t dream of stifling his whimper at the name, his knees going weak. He recovered quickly and slapped a hand over his mouth, eyes wide as saucers as he processed what had just happened. He didn’t mean to give himself away like that. That was supposed to be a secret, at least for now.

Minho decided to take pity on him and held his laughter, leaning closer and slipping his leg between Jisung’s. He released Jisung’s throat and took the younger’s hand away from his mouth before tilting his head up with one finger on his chin. “You’re too cute, baby.” He whispered, taking in the way Jisung crumbled at his touch when he pressed his thigh against his crotch. “Now, do you think you can cooperate for a little while so we can fix this?”

Jisung nodded almost instantly, not caring if he looked desperate anymore. Minho had already started breaking him down and he needed to be filled. “Please, Min- I mean sir… Please, sir.” He corrected himself quickly and Minho let out a hum of approval.

“Under normal circumstances, I’d ask what you want and how you want it, but since you couldn’t seem to behave, I think it’s time you learned your lesson.” Minho sneered as he untucked Jisung’s pristine white shirt and began undoing every last button. Jisung’s eyes shifted to watch Minho’s hands unbutton his shirt and he sucked a pouty lip between his teeth. Minho’s mouth watered as honey-colored skin came into view. Fuck this better become a regular thing. I’m not gonna be able to function around him after this without the promise of more.

“L-learned my lesson?” Jisung lifted his head, making eye contact with Minho for only a brief moment before looking somewhere, anywhere else.

“You got a big head and I’m going to humble you.” Minho hummed as he raked his nails down Jisung’s surprisingly-muscular torso, drawing out a pathetic whimper. He pulled back and Jisung looked panicked again but seemed to relax when Minho spun him to face the cubicle wall.

He instinctively arched his back, allowing his face and chest to press against the solid plastic partition. His hands braced him against the cool surface and he shuddered when he felt Minho close the short distance between them, hard-on nestled between his cheeks through the all-too-bothersome material of their slacks.

“That’s a good boy.” He praised, his voice a whisper right beside Jisung’s ear as his arms wrapped around the younger’s toned middle. He let one hand linger on the warm skin of Jisung’s belly while the other moved upwards, fingers pressing against Jisung’s pillowy lips. “Open.” Jisung’s mouth fell open instantly and he greedily took Minho’s fingers, swirling and flicking his tongue as he sucked on them.

Minho was unbearably hard and began to rut against Jisung’s ass, earning soft sighs and moans. His free hand slid down Jisung’s belly and began to fiddle with his belt, undoing it with minimal effort before popping the button of his slacks. Jisung pressed back against him before allowing his hips to surge forwards in an attempt to find some sort of relief from Minho’s hand at his zipper.

Minho immediately pressed down on Jisung’s tongue, his fingers reaching just far enough back that the pressure made him gag. “Patience.” Jisung responded with a muffled ‘uh uh’ and Minho slapped his thigh. “Watch yourself.” Jisung whined impatiently and Minho slapped his ass. “Keep it up and I’ll leave you right here, just like this, hard as a rock and frustrated beyond belief. Don’t push me.” His voice was menacing but Minho was anything but finished with him. There was no way in hell he was leaving without taming the brat in front of him.

Jisung deflated at the idea of not getting fucked and begrudgingly settled down, sucking harder on Minho’s fingers and biting down softly from time to time. He perked up at the groan Minho let slip in response to a particularly hard bite and grew more enthusiastic in his efforts as his pants were pushed down just enough to expose something that made Minho’s eyes roll back in his skull. Minho ducked his head against Jisung’s shoulder, inhaling deeply to take in his scent - Versace Dylan Blue - in an attempt to collect himself.

“What’s this, baby?” He groaned, snapping the waistband of Jisung’s black cotton thong against his hip and making him jump. He didn’t expect an answer, he didn’t really care what Jisung had to say; he was just trying to keep himself in check.

Jisung whined around the pretty fingers in his mouth and tried to force them out but Minho pressed on his tongue and made him gag again. Still, Jisung tried to speak. Minho sighed and lifted his head as he retracted his fingers from Jisung’s mouth, tracing his slick middle finger over the younger’s plump bottom lip. Jisung emitted a soft moan at the touch before smirking. “You asked what this is,” he started, wiggling his ass against Minho’s almost-painful erection. “It’s part of my plan.”

“Oh so you intended for me to plow you in the handicap stall after hours?” Minho deadpanned and Jisung shrugged.

“I dunno exactly how I wanted it to go down, but I was determined to fuck you tonight.”

“You? Fuck me?” Minho snorted and Jisung’s ears burned. “No, baby, I’m the one fucking you. Don’t get it twisted, sweetheart.” As if to punctuate his statement, he stepped back and pulled Jisung’s thong aside, pressing his thoroughly-soaked fingers against his hole.

He intended to massage his entrance to relax him before working him open but Jisung forced himself onto Minho’s fingers with what was possibly the sluttiest moan he’d ever heard. “F-fuck…” his whimper made Minho’s cock twitch in anticipation, his mind conjuring up images of Jisung moaning and begging on his dick. “Hurry up, Minho, I want you inside me sometime this century!” Jisung’s goading made Minho see red for a moment and he found himself grabbing a fistful of the younger’s hair as he began to finger fuck him. There was the brat from earlier.

“Impatient little whore.” He spat, pulling Jisung’s head back against his shoulder. “What did I fucking tell you?” Jisung moaned freely, not bothering to answer. “We play by my rules or we don’t play at all. Understood, bitch?” He felt Jisung’s hole flutter around him and scoffed. “You like it rough? Like being degraded?” Jisung nodded but Minho wouldn’t accept that response. “Words, slut.”

“Yes! Yes, I love being called names. Please just fucking rail me, sir, please!” He finally begged and Minho froze, pulling his fingers out.

“Manners? That’s new.” He tutted and Jisung continued.

“Please, sir, please just fuck me. I need it. I need it so bad…”

Something in Minho snapped and he went into a frenzy as he pushed Jisung’s thong down - he wouldn’t make him cum in his pants, not this time. He unbuckled his belt and popped the button on his own slacks before unzipping them and freeing his dick. The tip was angry red now and it was beginning to ache.

He held a hand below Jisung’s chin. “Spit.” He barely got the word out before his palm was covered in saliva. He immediately brought his hand to his dick and coated it in their makeshift lube before lining up. Jisung once again forced his way back and let out a high-pitched moan as soon as the tip was in. “Already sounding like a bitch in heat and you’ve barely taken anything…how do you plan to take the rest of me?” He mocked.

“I-I can take it, sir, please just give it to me…”

“Why should I? I don’t think you’ve earned more than the tip.” That set Jisung off. He was desperate and he couldn’t take anymore taunting.

“I’ll be a good boy, sir! I’ll do anything!” He wailed, fighting back tears.

“Then start by shutting your whore mouth.” His hips snapped forwards suddenly and Jisung’s jaw dropped in a silent scream.

But he refused to make any noise. He’d been told to shut up.

“Finally some peace and fucking quiet.” Minho jeered as he set a rough pace, the sound of skin slapping and the stalls shaking filling the bathroom. Jisung had locked his jaw and was breathing hard through his clenched teeth, creating a hissing sound, but he kept silent. Minho wanted to hear his sounds though. He didn’t want him to speak but he certainly wanted him to moan.

Instead of telling Jisung he could make noise, he reached around and began to jerk him off in tandem with his thrusts, twisting and tugging the way he himself liked. This broke Jisung’s silence and he let out a cry of desperation. If Minho could see his face right now, he’d see the stars dancing in his eyes. Jisung was barely coherent anymore as Minho abused his prostate with his impressive length. There was no way he’d last more than five minutes at best.

“Fuck you’re tight…” Minho groaned, his free hand landing a soft blow to Jisung’s ass. He released the younger’s cock and grabbed his hips with both hands to give himself more leverage as he slammed into him. “Touch yourself.” He commanded and Jisung nodded vigorously, bringing his hand down to tug at his leaking dick.

“A-ah! Please, ‘m so close, please can I cum?” He sobbed, tears actually falling now.

“Already?” Minho mocked, not that he was any better off. Jisung was squeezing him just right and he sounded so damn pretty. “Do you think you deserve to cum, Jisung?”

The younger felt his stomach do a backflip upon finally hearing his name from Minho's lips. Not a nickname, not a shortened version of his name. His name. And it sounded so fucking pretty. “N-no, sir…” He immediately shook his head, knowing he’d be in trouble if he said yes. Truth be told, he knew he hadn’t earned shit. He knew he was a brat and he knew he didn’t deserve even half of what he was being given. So he said as much. “I-I’ve been bad all night, the whole time you’ve been here even, I don’t deserve any of this.” He whimpered as tears streamed down his cheeks.

Minho had yet to let up with his thrusts and he hadn’t given Jisung permission to stop touching himself so it was clear he was fighting hard to keep his orgasm at bay. But all Minho wanted was to put Jisung in his place and he’d finally done that so he swatted Jisung’s hand away and took over, digging his thumb into the slit after a moment. “Cum.”

Jisung needed no further convincing, letting out a choked sob as ropes of sticky cum shot onto the cubicle wall and dribbled down on Minho’s hand. As he twitched and moaned, Minho pulled out and released Jisung’s cock in favor of grasping his own and finishing across his ass.

Everything went quiet save for Jisung’s sniffles as he calmed down.

Then Minho abruptly pulled away from Jisung and the younger let out a distressed whimper, worried he was being left. He was soothed by the gentle touch on his waist as Minho came back to him, his other hand wiping Jisung clean. “Fix your clothes. You’re coming home with me.” Minho declared as he tucked himself back in his pants. He was still unbelievably hard and he was far from done with Jisung.

“Huh?” Jisung pushed himself off the wall and spun as he tugged his thong back up.

“I said you’re coming home with me. I’m not done with you. This isn’t a one-off.”

With the promise of more, Jisung scrambled to fix his clothes and make himself presentable. Before he could finish, however, Minho was stealing a kiss. “Meet me in the parking deck when you’re ready to go.” And with that, he was off like a shot, leaving Jisung reeling.

Had…had he finally gotten his way? Was he really getting Minho all to himself? There was only one way to find out and he hurried to finish up. He needed this. It wasn’t just tonight that he couldn’t live without Minho's lips or his touch.

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wateryourgender · 2 years

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Pride month coining event!

we've got some prompts for this pride month! you can do one a day or a whole bunch in one go and in no specific order! this event wont end when junes over either you can still keep doing it after if you'd like!

what you coin doesnt have to a gender either, whatever you think would fit, go for it. you can use the prompts for the name/term or the flag or both its fully up to you!

we have 30 prompts cuz theres 30 days in june!

you can use the tag #tpcevent or tag us when you join the event! we'll be reblogging our favourites ^^

red

orange

yellow

green

blue

indigo

purple

violet

pink

black

white

grey

brown

rainbow

mythology

greek

weather

flowers

rock

paint

sky

monster

bird

ocean

aesthetic

plant

pattern

video game

board game

music

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picturedspells · 2 years

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⋆៹ ✩۪۟۟≭ Dorcas && OPEN

Dorcas Meadowes loved living in Sallow Hills, and she was very, very excited for pride month. It was her first pride month ever, and she was thrilled to be able to take part in it. The only thing that would have made it better was if Marlene were here. Dorcas really, really wished Marlene were here to share in the joy of pride month. But she tried not to think about it too hard. Thinking about Marlene made her sad, and right now she just wanted to be happy.

Back in the old days, Dorcas had had to be careful who they told about their sexuality. All of their friends had been accepting and loving, but they’d never forget about how nerve wracking it had been to come out to them.

Here in Sallow, coming out was easy. Nobody blinked an eye when Dorcas said they liked any and all genders. They were obsessed with the pride flags too. The rainbow pride flag had been around before she came to Sallow, but all the different pride flags that had come to be since then thrilled them. Dorcas had bought a bi pride flag for themself, and it filled them with glee to be able to fly it publicly.

She was sitting at a table at the White Rabbit, just enjoying a drink and the atmosphere, when she saw insert character here enter the bar. Dorcas waved to them enthusiastically, inviting them to pull up a chair at her table.

#dorcas #dorcas threads #open starter #pride month event #alcohol tw #event thread

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politijohn · 11 months

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Some good news!

#lgbt #lgbtq #japan #asia #current events #good news #news #lgbt rights #equality #pride month #gay rights #gay marriage #marriage equality #pride

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killldeer · 9 months

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okay so now that it's actually crab day i just realized another thing that bothers me about it. it is still disability pride month. you're telling me. that we're throwing a Tumblr Fundraiser Holiday. in the midst of countless real disabled ppl trying to speak up about tumblr's unwillingness to fix massive issues like regularly letting dangerous, seizure inducing content get blazed and then suggesting that photosensitive users pay to make it stop instead of fixing the problem. during the month specifically about celebrating and listening to disabled people???

#people were trying to say that 'the creator being a bigot has nothing to do w the idea of the fundraiser'#but guess what! if you let a bigot come up w your event and choose a day they aren't going to take ppl outside of their bubble into account #people like say. the disabled people who have been raising these concerns.#sigh.#crab day #tungle dot hell #disability #disability pride month

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gender-sexuality-happiness-rage · 11 months

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#lgbt pride month #make pride accesible #disabled #actullyautistic #trans ally #happy pride 🌈#pride month #pride events

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dyke-stuck · 9 months

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shout out to june egbert inexplicable arm motif. this is actually one of my fave hcs for her!

please use she/her or they/them for june on this post, she is transfem (as always) and butch!

#june egbert #homestuck #day 340 #dsart #this is technically sort of for disability pride month. but mostly because i wanted to draw this hc.#POSTED SLIGHTLY EARLY bc i have an event at work. live and love god bless

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tracle0 · 9 months

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Feast your eyes! My pride stars :)!

#pride stars #origami #paper craft #paper stars #handmade #arts and crafts #so it was my cities pride yesterday and I spent the ENTIRE month of July making these lil stars to give out to people!#it went really well actually #I was saying donations appreciated but not mandatory and some people looked so happy just to have some stars!!!#some people were SO generous too like oh my god????#I think there was only one experience I disliked during the event where I was vaguely swarmed and people were helping themselves but #yknow we all get excited haha #got a really cute mushroom bracelet as a trade as well!!!#I have a fair few leftover - lots of aro and ace ones #couple of bi and a couple of pan #ZERO non-binary I should've made more!!#nd obvs some rainbow and trans cause I made the most of them #I'd say lmk if you're near me and you can have some but I am pretty sure none of you know me irl so you can't have any I'm afraid #oh also worth saying - I made the stars I could with the papers I had! Bought purple and pink but I did not try more complex flags cause #I mean. I couldn't really afford to haha?#maybe next year I'll try the lesbian flag too!#ok bye xx #trade-marked

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thequietkid-moonie · 11 months

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heya! may i request nagito, fuyuhiko, rantaro, gonta, gundham and kazuichi with a gn!s/o who comes out to them as asexual? <3

S/O coming out as asexual

[ SCENARIO ] [ Nagito, Fuyuhiko, Gundham, Kazuichi, Rantaro, Gonta ] [ Danganronpa 2 Goodbye Despair ] [ Danganronpa V3 Killing Harmony ]

× In case someone doesn't know, asexuality is feeling little to nothing sexual atraction for others and don't being interested on sexual relationship (but it depends on the person too)

My dear anon I LOVE YOU!! I love your request 😭❤️ I been craving for danganronpa requests and you don't just chose ✨ amazing ✨ characters ✨ but also request for an asexual s/o, as an asexual person Im more than happy to write it!! ❤️❤️❤️

This is my first time writing for most of the characters you asked, I really REALLY hope I made a good job and that you like it! 😣

Nagito Komaeda

Nagito is a really loving partner, and an intense one too, for him you are amazing and completely gorgeous, simple perfect and being in a relationship with you is a little overwhelming for him, he feels like he doesn't deserve you and yet he is ecstatic to be able to be with you,

Nagito has no idea how he should act as a boyfriend and still he put all his efforts on doing so, he mainly just follows your lead and do whatever you ask him to (at least at first, until he can understand more how a relationship works). Nagito doesn't think that he has the right to ask anything from you but he craves for your love and comfort, Nagito's life has always been rough, he had never had someone to love him but that you are in his life he wants more and more, even when he feels selfish for it

Being in a relationship is a learning proces for him so he doesn't really think much in the sexual part, and since you doesn't mention it or anything is just something that is ignored for a long time, it could easily go unnoticed that you are asexual if you don't say anything about it

It could be that one of his classmates ask him about his relasionship and ask if you two had reach that point already, or while trying to investigate how to be a good boyfriend he come across about how some people considerate the sexual part as really important, however he is really smart and doesn't take him long to notice your lack of interest on the topic

Nagito doesn't want to jump into conclutions so he may think on diferent posibilities of why you don't seem interested on this kind of thing (at least once he thought that you aren't atracted to him in that way, and he wouldn't blame you if that is the case), but isn't because he is complaining or he wants to do it, he is just too determined to please you

As much as this troubled him Nagito doesn't feel the right to ask you about it, so it has to be because he somehow gain the courage to finally ask you (more likely he noticed you being worried or uncomfortable about something) or you are the one telling him about this

Nagito is really worried when you get serious or even nervous about needing to tell him something, he expect the worst but when you tell him that you are asexual (and explain what it is) he is relieved. Nagito ask you for more details about this, only if you are willing to share it with him, just because he knows that this is important for you so is important for him (also he wants to hear all you want to talk about the topic, it makes him happy hearing you and helps him learn about all of this)

Nagito is really supportive over this, once you are done explaining it he makes clear that he doesn't have problem if in your relationship you two never really have sex, being able to be by your side and being loved for you is more than enough for him. Nagito never really make coments about this kind of things, not even jokes and still he will try to watch over his words and what others say when you are around if talking about this stuff makes you uncomfortable

Some asexual people are willing or even want to actually have sex with the person they love after getting completely comfortable, Nagito doesn't really expect that to happen because he isn't goint to force you to anything, but if it will ever happen he want to first make sure this is what you want (and even him will be nervous about it)

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

For Fuyuhiko is already dificult to trust on people, he had grew in a pretty hostile environment and just with Peko to rely on (and still he can't let himself shows vulnerability), when he finally not just trust in someone but falls in love he does hard, his feelings are pretty strong and doesn't let him much room to ignore them (even when he tries)

Is more likely he start a relasionship with you with your and Peko's help because he is lost on what to do, and even when you two start dating it take him a while to get used to be in a relationship. Fuyuhiko is kinda insecure in the relasionship, he doesn't know what he is supoused to do or say and not even if he will be able to do it, so he relies more on indirect ways to showing you his love

There is no way he will rush things when he himself is nervous and flustered by the idea of showing physical affection, and also he will never force you to do anything you don't want (he may has problems to express himself but that doesn't mean he doesn't care about you). Is just that he has never being this close to someone (outside of maybe Peko or his sister, but this is completely different), so between his nervousness he tries to take his time and enjoy the time he spend with you

Just as he doesn't want to rush things the thought of having sex doesn't really cross his mind (maybe he had thought about it one or two times but he quickly throw away that idea really embarrassed for even thinking on it), having sex isn't really his main and he is too nervous about the relasionship to even think on that, so he won't really mentioning it (even when he make peace with the topic still it isn't something too relevant for him)

When you finally open up to him about you being asexual he will need you to explain it since he isn't familiar with the term, still it doesn't take him long to understand what it means and when he does he will aks you if that's all like it wasn't nothing, not because he doesn't think is important is just that he doesn't see the sexual part as esencial or too important, if you think that he doesn't care about what you said or something he is quickly to apologize and explain why his reaction

He won't admit it but he is kind relieved that you don't expect to that to happen (or not anytime soon) since he is just too nervous about that topic and it isn't too important for him, he has more important things on what to think that having sex (like trying to don't put you at risk for him being a yakuza)

Fuyuhiko is really supportive of you, he reasure you in his own way that this is just the way you are and you don't have to feel ashame or anything for being you (he is even proud of you for open up to him with this, but he is too shy to tell you this)

Even if you don't have problems or it doesn't make you uncomfortable when others talks about sex he is making sure no one talks about such topics around you, let alone involve you in such vulgar conversation, even threating anyone who dares to make you remotely uncomfortable with this

Gundham Tanaka

Is difficult to approach to Gundham, not just for his extravagant personality but because he is used to be ignored or hates by others, just really trusting the animals he take care of, but it isn't imposible and when you manage to get close to him, even just as friend it is something really surprising for him, it take him off guard, and when he falls in love it just afect him even more (but not really in a bad way)

Being in a relationship with you is a complety new experience for him and still he never ceases to be the same so even in the relasionship he is living it in his own way, slowly getting used to recive and express love (in his own way)

As the time pass by Gundham slowly get used to have you so physicaly and emotionaly close to him, and yet that doesn't stop him from become a blushing mess anytime you show directly affection to him. Is a slowly process for him to show affection and, contrary as his villain persona, he always gives you pretty soft and loving touches

It makes Gundham happy to be with someone who accept and love him just the way he is and for him being in a relationship means sharing a lot of experiences and special moments with the person he loves (even if the moments doesn't seem too extravagant he is happy with it), and yet he doesn't really think on having sex with his partner, he barely is able to tolerate the innocent physical affection without feelings completely flustered (even when he gets used to is still a little flustered), he isn't just capable to thing in something like sex (and even when you two move forward in their relationship sex isn't really his main)

Gundham always take seriously whatever it comes to you, when you tell him that you need to tell him something important he doesn't waste time before putting his full attention to you in a serious manner and doesn't lose his seriousness after you explain that you are asexual (even when you took him off guard with the topic)

Trying to don't lose his composture Gundham tells you that he understand and reasure you that there is nothing you should worry about, he doesn't finds problems with you don't being interested on sex or not even feeling sexual atraction, Gundham Tanaka isn't like the other mortals who can be easily tempted with something so vain like sex and if you had manage to reach his cold heart it isn't because your body

Gundham is supportive over you and he is even proud that you are able to express what you are freely, he may even tell others about this braging about you are so powerful that you can't be tempted by mortal bodies (just his own way to show how proud he is of you). Also, he has no problem with standing up for you if someone is making you uncomfortable for talking about such things

Kazuichi Soda

The moment Kazuichi falls in love he does it hard, he is completely head over heals for you and he doesn't even try to hide it, Kazuichi is completely open with the love he has for you even before start dating, and when you do start dating Kazuichi's happiness just increase

For Kazuichi being a good boyfriend for you means doing everything for you, in his eyes you are so beautiful and pure, someone who should be protected by anything and everything and he wants to do that, Kazuichi treats you like royalty and even when he doesn't ask for anything in return he still he craves for your love. It would take him a while to get used to be in a relationship, to be reciprocate, but he appreciate it nonetheless

For Kazuichi you are just too special so he doesn't want to rush things with you, but at the same time he wants to melt in your arms, even if you aren't shy he wants to wait until you are ready to initiate the physical affection

Also, Kazuichi is kinda pervert too, but he feels a little ashame by it sometimes, he will be lying if he says that he had never thought of you in a sexual way but he won't say it out loud, he is embarrassed for thinking about you in that way, and he is a little scare of your reaction if you ever know. That you are asexual could go unnoticed for a while but at some point Kazuichi notice how you don't seem too comfortable when the topic of sex came out, however he relate it to you being shy or even innocent

When you finally open up to him and tell him that you are asexual (and explain what being asexual implies) he will be a little shocked at first, he has never heard a term like that before nor met someone asexual before, it would take him a while to fully comprehend what are you telling to him and still when he start to get it he still seem troubled, mainly because it has been a lot of information

Kazuichi loves you just the way you are, so you being asexual won't really change his feelings for you, he is a little sad that you don't want to have sex since is something he kinda expected but he will never force you to do something you don't want to, your happiness and safety is his first priority

Kazuichi will be thinking in all of this for a while, trying to process all the information you say it to him and once he knows that some asexual people are even bother by the only thought of sex he becomes completely ashame of himself for ever thinking about you in that way. Kazuichi wants to apologize to you for doing such thing, and he does deeply apologize even when he isn't explaining why he is apologizing, he even insist on having to make it up for you, he can't just bare the thought of being the one bringing you any kind of discomfort

Kazuichi can be pretty overstated sometimes, specially when it comes to you, so it would take him a while to get used to the idea of you being asexual, not because it bothers him or something, is just that Kazuichi is too obsessed with ensuring your safety that he will kinda want to protect you from this too, somehow (he is being silly but has the best intentions)

Rantaro Amami

Rantaro is a really chill and calm guy, even when he falls in love he is pretty subtle with it, he isn't too obvious with it but doesn't hide it neither, more like trying to court you but still being friendly (he wants to win your heart but not force you to anything you don't want

Rantaro can be pretty flirty and romantic, but once you two start dating he becomes more affectionate, he love PDA but he won't force you to it, so if you feel uncomfortable or are shy he will stay back in that, he can always express his love in different ways

Starting a sexual relationship isn't the main of Rantaro, he wil never force you to do anything you don't want and he prefers to wait before every new step in your relationship until both are sure that that is what you want to. Also, Rantaro is really smart and observant person, he can easily find out that you aren't comfortable or interested in the sexual part, he is curious about that but he isn't going to force you to talk if you aren't ready, but at some point he will want to know and if you don't tell him he will directly ask (sitting down to talk about it, in private to be able to focus all his attention on you and making sure no one else will heard), he isn't trying to invade your privacy but is obvious that this is something important, and if it is important for you is important for him, he wants to make sure it isn't something causing you troubles

Is probably that he already know what asexuality is, either because he had searched about it or even that one of his sister had tell him about it, and even if he already knows he want for you to explain it since it isn't the same for everyone, also he want for you to feel free to share this with him so he ask you for more details to let you know that this is important for him too

He tries to don't interrupt you and just talk to add more information or ask for something, but at the end Rantaro thanks you for sharing this with him and reasure you that this doesn't change his feelings nor the way he sees you, and he doesn't mind if you two never have sex, he loves you for who you are and not just for your body, that isn't important for him

He is completely supportive of you, he doesn't mind just showing physical affection, also he can express how much he loves you without having to get physical with you. Rantaro even ask you if there is something that makes you uncomfortable about it (some touches that you doesn't like or that cross your limits), he loves you so the last thing he wants is make you uncomfortable, even if is by accident

After making clear all your limits, what makes you uncomfortable and what you prefer he doesn't mention again this chat or that you are asexual (aside from making some jokes with you about it, and only if you are okay with it) and still is something that he always keep in mind

Rantaro wants to reach a intimacy that doesn't have to involve nothing sexual, just being able to cuddle you and hold you close is enough for him, and he always remember you that he is with you because he loves you just the way you are if you ever feel insecure about this or just because he wants to tell you how much he loves you

Gonta Gokuhara

Gonta is a completely gentleman, no matter with who he is treating he is always kind, but ones he falls in love he becomes even more kind and sweet towards you if that is even posible, even when he could be pretty obvious with his crush he is still clueless of his feelings for a while

Once you two start dating Gonta is always trying to be a perfect gentleman for you and still he can be pretty shy, it would take him a while to get used to be in a relationship, still Gonta is pretty affectionate and doesn't have a problem with telling you how much he loves and appreciate you

Gonta is completely gentle with you, and yet he sometimes ask for advice to his friends in what he should do or how to act, still Gonta always ask for your permision first before trying something new

He may know a little about how couples reach a point where both have sex as a way to express your love and as usual thing but he is too shy and embarrassed by the only thought of the posibility, Gonta doesn't even let himself think on you in such way, that is not something a gentleman would do! (not like he will anyways, sex isn't that important to him and it make him feel embarrassed)

Gonta won't really get that you are asexual if you don't tell him, however he will notice if you ever feel uncomfortable or seem troubled for it (like someone talking about that or you being insecure) and, of course, he ask you whats wrong immediatly and has no problem with standing up for you if is someone specifically who's making you uncomfortable, and yet he doesn't make the connection of you being uncomfortable by sexual things

The moment you finally open up to Gonta and tell him that you are asexual it will take him a while to understand what are you telling him, is kinda complicated for him and is probably that he doesn't fully get it, so being more direct with him and telling him that you aren't interested on sex make it clear for him, it embarrassed him a little talking about such things but he is happy that you tell him something so important for you and he reasure you that is okay, if you don't want to do that then you don't have to do it!

He doesn't see any problem with not having sex with you and he is completely supportive of you, even when he doesn't fully understand all the terms you told him. However he will be thinking about it and be worried that he will make you uncomfortable if he touch you (even when his intentions are never in a sexual way), so after thinking on it he may be a little hesitant to touch you, even if is just to hold your hand or hugs you, and even apologize when he touch you by accident, it would help him a lot if you reasure him that is okay for him to touch you and leave clear your limits, as well to tell him if there is something that makes you uncomfortable (and yet he will be a little hesitant and shy for a while, but it will pass soon)

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hanjisungs-bigtittyg0thgf · 2 years

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No going back

hyunjin x minho

Trigger warnings: none that i can think of!

Content warnings: marking (a single hickey lmao), names (baby, slut, sir), anal, like...half a rim job?, butt plug, spitting (personally i think the end is fucking hot), belly bulge, dirty talk, mild degradation, slight spanking??? we love a good ass slap, frantic jinnie???, mild hair pulling, passing mention of watersports lmao

Summary: minho comes to tutor his best friend and former roommate, hyunjin, and ends up spitting in his hole

Word count: 3638

A/N: so...this one is shorter than the first? it’s still long but it’s not as long lmao anyways i have one slot left for the 2022 pride event! read the first story here! give me a follow here or on my main (and consider turning on post notifs!) and check out my ko-fi, where i take commissions! as always, hard thoughts are open, anons welcome!

Tags: @hyuckilstan @mork-ly @spiderlilyfics @sxnshineskzx

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“Dude, give it back!” Hyunjin laughed, making a grab for the pen Minho had taken from him. Minho was Hyunjin’s Resident Assistant and roommate during his freshman year. It had been a year since then and they were the best of friends. Minho had even helped Hyunjin find a place to stay the next year since he didn’t want to stay in the dorms.

Hyunjin had invited Minho to his apartment for dinner after Minho offered to help him study for an upcoming exam. They had the same major but Minho was a couple years older so he’d offered his notes for each class Hyunjin took after him.

“Not yet! I told you to take a break or you’ll break your brain!” Minho shouted, laughing as he pulled back and continued to try and hide the pen.

“I’m making great headway, you can’t stop me when I’m on a roll!” Hyunjin argued back, lurching across the bed for the pen again only to lose his balance and fall into Minho’s chest. His cheeks heated up as the older steadied him and he whined when he still didn’t hand over the pen.

“Take a break, Jinnie.” Minho’s voice was soft and sweet this time and Hyunjin couldn’t bring himself to make eye contact. Hyunjin had harbored a crush since the moment he laid eyes on Minho but he could never bring himself to speak up. What if he got rejected?

Of course, Minho could never turn him down. They were in the same boat, both of them crushing but convinced the other was anything but interested. They sat in silence, both afraid to say anything for fear they’d speak their minds, until Minho pulled a pillow over his lap. “Lay down.” He sighed, patting the pillow.

Hyunjin hesitantly laid his head down on Minho’s lap and looked up at him. “What’s this about?”

“I told you to take a break. I’m making sure you do as you’re told.”

Something about that sent electricity down Hyunjin’s spine and he pouted. “I always do as I’m told.”

“Since when?” Minho scoffed playfully and Hyunjin’s pout grew.

“Since like…forever!” The younger one whined and Minho laughed, rolling his eyes.

“I’ll believe that when I see it.”

“Then give me orders and I’ll prove it.” Hyunjin crossed his arms as he glared at Minho, waiting to see what he’d do with this playful challenge.

“Okay then.” Minho paused and pretended to think but he’d already chosen his prize. Either Hyunjin would oblige and Minho could make a move or he’d refuse and Minho would know not to bring it up again. “Kiss me.”

Hyunjin’s eyes widened as he lay frozen on his best friend’s lap, staring up at him in surprise. “W-what?”

“Kiss me.” Minho leaned over him a bit and shrugged. “Or don’t and I’ll know you lied about being obedient and-“ He was silenced by Hyunjin’s delicate pout as the younger surged upwards.

It was an awkward position, Hyunjin being upside down and all, but neither of them cared. Both of them were jumping for joy on the inside. They’d both wanted this since day one.

When Hyunjin broke the kiss and settled back down on Minho's lap, he had a soft, almost imperceptible smile on his lips. “I told you I always-”

“Sit up. Do it again.” Minho’s voice was somewhat strained and it sent Hyunjin reeling. One kiss was not enough.

It seemed Hyunjin agreed because he instantly sat up and turned around, getting on his knees so he could lean in and plant his lips against Minho's again. Ever the picture of grace, he ended up tipping them backwards and letting out a soft squeak at the impact as his body pressed against Minho’s. The older had brought his hands to Hyunjin’s sides during the fall in an attempt to steady him but those hands quickly moved to Hyunjin’s back as he pulled him in closer and nipped at his lip.

The soft bite drew out a whine and Minho felt all blood rushing south at the sound. His fingers splayed out on Hyunjin’s back, one hand resting in the gentle sway of his lower back while the other moved upwards to rest between his shoulder blades. Hyunjin was small on top of him, elbows tucked in and hands caught between their chests.

Minho’s tongue darted out and swept over the seam of Hyunjin’s lips, earning him entry and a soft sigh as his reward. He tasted so fucking good and Minho was certain he’d never want to kiss anyone else for the rest of his life.

Hyunjin lifted his hips, trying to hide how excited he was getting as he broke the kiss to take a breath. After a few beats of silence, Minho spoke. “Jinnie…” His voice was strained like before as his breath fanned out over Hyunjin’s face. “I want you. I have since the moment I laid eyes on you.”

“So take me.” Hyunjin whispered back, unable to make eye contact or move.

For a moment, the whole world was still. Everything was quiet save for the gentle whir of the ceiling fan mingling with their labored breaths. But the weight of Hyunjin’s words hit Minho like a sack of bricks and he let out a soft curse as he flipped them over, caging Hyunjin in with his arms as he hovered over him. He was slotted between Hyunjin’s legs so he took the opportunity to grind down against him and was pleased when he felt the bulge he’d been so desperately trying to conceal.

“There’s no going back if we do this.” He warned, pulling back just enough to meet Hyunjin’s eyes. This would undoubtedly ruin their friendship if they backed out or tried to act like none of this happened.

“There was no going back the moment you asked me to kiss you.” Hyunjin whispered and placed his hand on Minho’s cheek, letting his thumb caress his cheekbone. “I’m okay with changing the course of our relationship if you are.”

“You better be. Because the second I get my hands back on you, you’re mine.” Hyunjin nodded, heart thumping wildly at Minho's words as his pupils blew.

When Minho didn’t immediately move, Hyunjin grabbed his hand and brought it to his cheek, leaning into his touch and offering up a cheeky smile. “I guess I’m yours.”

The older couldn’t contain his soft laughter as he rolled his eyes, gently caressing Hyunjin’s cheek. “I guess so.” A moment later, his lips were on Hyunjin’s neck, sucking a hickey into his honey-colored skin. “And I want everyone to know…” he mumbled, taking delight in the small sounds he was drawing out of the younger with a simple kiss to the neck.

With each kiss, each lick, Hyunjin felt his shorts growing tighter until he began to ache. His hands moved to Minho’s back and he began to tug at the tight black tee, wanting less material between them. Minho let him remove it and sat up between his legs, slipping his hands under Hyunjin’s shirt in return. His fingers teased at the soft skin just above Hyunjin’s waistband, earning a whine.

Finally, he flattened his palms against Hyunjin’s belly and began to slide them upwards, exposing his body with each passing second until, finally, Hyunjin sat up to help him take the shirt off. “Pretty…” he whispered as Hyunjin fell back against the sheets, long dark hair fanning out around his head. He looked like an angel like that.

“Just pretty?” His pout made Minho’s dick twitch. Before he could get a response, he wrapped his legs around Minho’s waist and pulled him down on top of him. “I think we both know I’m more than pretty.” He whispered, digging his heels into the backs of Minho's thighs and the older dipped his face into his neck again.

“So much more.” He agreed and Hyunjin let out a quiet moan when he sank his teeth into his skin.

Hyunjin’s arms wrapped around Minho's shoulders, one hand tangling in his hair to guide him where he wanted to be bitten. He pouted when Minho pulled back. “What’s off limits?”

“Water sports and sharp objects. That’s about it.” Minho nearly got whiplash from Hyunjin’s blunt words.

“I- okay.”

“What?” Hyunjin bit back a smile. “Something wrong?”

“Not at all. I just expected the list to be longer.” Minho chuckled softly, leaning in so their lips were a breath apart. “I didn’t expect a sweet boy like you to be so…nasty, baby.” Hyunjin bit his lip to ground himself as his dick grew impossibly harder. Minho took immediate notice and smirked, grinding down against him. “Was it the name? Or being called nasty?”

“Both…” Hyunjin groaned before gently pushing Minho back and bringing a shaky hand between them. He wasn’t nervous in the slightest - he was confident, he knew he was walking sex. Everything about him screamed homoeroticism. No, he wasn’t nervous, he was fucking thrilled. “Let me touch…”

Minho didn’t object as Hyunjin palmed him through the front of his loose black joggers. He’d thought about this on several occasions and he was not going to pass up a chance like this. Instead of trying to swat Hyunjin’s hand away so he could take control, he grabbed his wrist and guided him to his waistband. “Touch me.” He whispered, looking between them as Hyunjin took the opportunity to slip his hand into Minho's pants.

Hyunjin’s body was going haywire as he wrapped his hand around Minho’s cock. The soft hiss that left the older’s lips was gratifying and Hyunjin began to flick his wrist, suppressing his own satisfied sound when he heard the soft ‘shit’ under Minho’s breath. Something about jerking him off in his sweats felt…dirty, but that only made Hyunjin hornier.

Minho pressed his lips back to Hyunjin’s, forcing him to swallow his groans of pleasure as his hips began to rock. His own hands began to wander and he found himself tugging Hyunjin’s distractingly-short shorts down just enough to free his cock. He drank up the muffled moan the younger emitted as he wrapped his hand around his dick, copying his motions.

Both men tugged and teased at each other’s dicks, both of them desperate for more but neither of them willing to stop pleasing the other. That is, until Hyunjin dug his thumb into the slit and Minho almost fell apart. He broke the kiss with a drawn out groan and pushed Hyunjin’s hand away. “Fuck, baby, stop…” Hyunjin froze immediately, worried he’d messed up. He tried searching Minho's face for any indication of discomfort and relaxed when he found none. “Get on your knees for me. Ass up.”

Hyunjin was certain he’d catch fire now. He wanted to make an excuse to run for the bathroom but he didn’t have a chance as Minho sat up and flipped him over. Fuck. He whimpered as he was manhandled into the position Minho wanted him in, his shorts traveling down his legs a moment later and stopping at his knees. He tensed as Minho froze. “Did you plan this?”

“No- what? I-”

“Relax, baby. I’m not mad or anything.” Minho chuckled softly and Hyunjin bit his lip.

“I got worked up before you came and I took care of it but I knew I’d be a mess again by the time you left so I left it.” He explained, shuddering as Minho’s fingers ghosted over the red jewel of the plug he’d stuffed himself with prior to Minho’s arrival.

“Is that why you couldn’t sit still? Too distracted by what’s up your ass to focus and stay put?” Minho teased and Hyunjin whined, burying his face in the blanket. “How cute, baby.” He caught the jewel between his fingers and gave a slight tug, as if to pull it out, before pressing it back flush against him and letting both hands smooth over Hyunjin’s ass.

“Aren’t you gonna take it out?” Hyunjin whined softly, wiggling his ass in Minho’s hands. He jolted forwards when he felt a slap, his skin stinging delightfully.

“Not if you keep asking.” Minho quipped as he soothed the area he’d just hit and leaned down to pepper kisses there. “I know you’re eager but you need to learn to be patient.” He didn’t plan to edge him today but he would in the future if the younger couldn’t control himself.

He gave Hyunjin’s ass a gentle squeeze before trailing his fingers down the backs of his thighs. His warm breath fanned out over Hyunjin’s skin and the younger shivered, sucking his plush bottom lip between his teeth in anticipation. Finally, he began to gently remove the plug.

Hyunjin keened at the sensation and bit his lip harder, choking on a gasp when he felt Minho's tongue teasing his entrance. His dick throbbed as Minho rimmed him, coaxing a series of small moans out of him. But the older was impatient and pulled away all too soon.

Minho moved to stand on his knees, his hands gliding along Hyunjin’s skin to rest on his hips and pull him back. His concealed hard-on pressed against Hyunjin’s bare ass and the younger whimpered, rocking back into him. Both of them could probably get off just like that but they were both hungry for more. “Lube?”

“Top drawer.” Hyunjin pointed behind them to the night stand and Minho immediately went in search of the bottle, taking his sweats and boxers off while he was away. Hyunjin’s cheeks went a soft pink when Minho opened the drawer and went quiet.

“Remind me to take my time going through all this next time.” He grinned, finally deciding on a simple Durex lube despite the array of scents and flavors available. He took note of a few more plugs along with a small collection of vibrators and dildos and decided he’d have to try all of them in the very near future.

“Oh my god shut up…” Hyunjin whined through his laughter, hiding his face in the sheets even though Minho couldn’t see anyways. He was quickly silenced, cut off by a gasp as Minho slapped his ass.

“I don’t think I will. It’s fun making you blush.” He hummed as he got back on the bed, popping the cap on the lube. He squeezed some into his palm and quickly coated his dick as he let a string of saliva drip directly on Hyunjin’s hole. “Making you scream sounds more fun though.” He added as he slapped his dick against Hyunjin’s entrance a few times before lining up.

Hyunjin didn’t dare move, waiting to see exactly what Minho would do, where he would take this. He was far from disappointed when he felt the older sheath himself inside him with no warning. Had he not been messing around earlier, he would’ve screamed because he was given no time to adjust. Instead, he let out the sluttiest sound he’d ever made and lifted his head to look over his shoulder at Minho. “You’re so fucking lucky I was already stretched.”

“I wouldn’t have done it otherwise, baby.” Minho assured him in a less-than-amused tone, somewhat annoyed that Hyunjin might’ve thought he would have it in him to actually hurt him. He raised a perfectly-groomed eyebrow as he leaned over the younger, tangling a hand in his chocolate-colored tresses. “Did you doubt me?”

Hyunjin’s eyes almost rolled back in his head at Minho's tone and the way his hips pressed even closer when he leaned down. Almost. Instead, he met his gaze. “No, sir.” He felt Minho’s cock twitch inside him but kept a straight face.

Minho held eye contact as he bucked his hips once, watching Hyunjin’s expression shift from confident to desperate, his mouth dropping open. “You really wanna try that dynamic with me, baby?” Hyunjin nodded, squeaking out a tiny ‘uh huh’. “Mm I’m not buying it.” He challenged and watched Hyunjin’s expression shift once more, this time to frantic. “I don’t think ‘uh huh’ is the proper response when I ask you a question. Do you wanna try again? Tell me, are you sure you wanna do this with me?”

“Yes, sir. ‘M sure.” His voice was barely above a whisper but it was enough for Minho, who forced Hyunjin’s face back into the sheets as he lost nearly every last ounce of self control. “Please fucking rail me, sir, I-” he was cut off by his own muffled moan as Minho set a steady pace, far from gentle but not necessarily rough. Careful but bordering on frenzied. One more word would likely push him over the edge.

“Look at you, already begging and moaning. I’ve barely done anything, baby.” He mocked, slapping Hyunjin’s ass before giving a squeeze as he sat up and released Hyunjin’s head. “Is it really so good you’re already losing your mind?” He mocked, looking down at the younger spread out on display for him.

“Uh huh. So good, sir.” Hyunjin nodded, reaching back to grab Minho’s hands, which were now settled on his hips.

“Yeah? You sure it’s not just ‘cause you’re a slut who couldn’t control himself earlier? Not just ‘cause you were so desperate you couldn’t wait to get off?”

“Yes, sir, ‘m sure! ‘M fuckin positive. It’s so good, sir, you’re so good!” Hyunjin cried out, his grip on Minho's fingers growing tighter as his prostate was abused.

But Minho stopped and Hyunjin let out a cry of distress. Before he could ask why Minho had pulled out, he was being flipped onto his back. His shorts were finally tossed aside with the rest of their clothes and he bit his lip in anticipation as his legs were lifted up to rest on Minho's shoulders. “You gonna let the neighbors hear everything? Gonna let them know you belong to me now?”

“Yessir-” Hyunjin’s rushed agreement was cut short as Minho slid back in and picked up where he left off. “Oh my god- just like that, sir, please-” he begged, wrapping his hand around his dick to tug in time with Minho's thrusts. It had been so long since he’d been fucked like this and he was already starting to lose himself. His toys would never compare to the real thing. But then Minho’s pace faltered. “W-why are you slowing down? Please keep going…”

“Just…” his eyes were locked on Hyunjin’s body and for a moment Hyunjin thought maybe he was admiring the way his dick looked. “Hold on, baby.” He whispered and continued to slowly roll his hips, eyes fixated on the bump that appeared in Hyunjin’s belly with each thrust. “Holy fucking shit…” he groaned, pressing down on it and earning a pathetic moan from the other. “You’re fucking stunning, baby, what the fuck.”

“S-sir…” Hyunjin whimpered, eyes meeting Minho’s once he finally got his attention and silently begging him to keep going like before. It seemed he got his message across because in the next instant, Minho was slamming into him with renewed vigor. His gaze had shifted back to Hyunjin’s belly bulge and it seemed to be his breaking point.

“Fuck, baby, ‘m close, where do you want it?” He groaned, barely getting the words out before Hyunjin responded.

“Inside! Please, god, cum inside…” he begged and with that, Minho let go. He didn’t stop slamming into him until he was milked dry and when he pulled out, he quickly replaced the plug Hyunjin had been wearing earlier and let his legs fall back to the bed.

“Can’t waste it, now can we?” Hyunjin shook his head frantically and watched as Minho settled on his belly between his legs. “You’re so pretty, Jinnie…” he cooed as he toyed with the red jewel before wrapping his hand around Hyunjin’s dick. “Don’t bother asking. Just cum.” He hummed before wrapping his lips around the tip.

Hyunjin gasped out a pretty moan, hips jerking when Minho tugged at the plug. He would’ve lasted a little longer if Minho hadn’t touched the plug. Instead, when he pressed it back in comfortably, it brushed against his prostate and he came with a pathetic moan, blowing his load in Minho’s mouth.

The older was undeterred and continued to slurp at Hyunjin’s dick until he was finished, not swallowing a single drop. Instead of swallowing, he got on his hands and knees and crawled over Hyunjin, bringing one hand to his jaw to keep his mouth open. Then, in a scene that could only be described as pornographic, he spit the cum into Hyunjin’s mouth.

Hyunjin eagerly drank it up, swallowing every last drop before pulling Minho down so they were chest to chest. He immediately captured his lips in a demanding kiss, licking into the older’s mouth in search of more cum. His hands were everywhere until Minho pinned them by his head and slowly pulled back despite his soft protests. Minho’s eyes locked on Hyunjin’s lips since he was too close to look anywhere else and he began to massage circles into Hyunjin’s wrists with his thumbs.

“Calm down, Jinnie.” He whispered and pecked the younger on the lips, effectively silencing his whining. “I’m not going anywhere. Relax.” He cooed, beginning to press kisses all over Hyunjin’s face. “I finally have you to myself. I’m not leaving so soon.” He assured him, gently releasing his hands and flipping them over so Hyunjin was laying on his chest. “Rest, Jinnie. You’ve got class in the morning.”

“I’m skipping.” He answered immediately as he settled in, pressing a soft kiss to Minho's chest. He closed his eyes and let his fingers trace lines and shapes on Minho’s torso, ghosting over the scar there a few times as he nodded off. He wasn’t sure what they were but they definitely weren’t just friends anymore.

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