[ junsu looks at minsu but doesn't even question it, not even the little mischief in his eyes. he's just happy. he just laughs softly under his breath, nodding. there's still a ball of emotion in his throat but it feels good to be light and silly as usual with minsu.
for the joy that permeates being in his presence to remain, even in the more intense and intimate moments. ]
[minsu grin at his compliment. it was always bittersweet before, hearing junsu's praise, his cute little pet names. he has one of the sweetest tongues that minsu's ever known.
he so badly wanted for it to be real, for it to actually mean something. now he knows that it does.
he blinks after junsu glances back, laughs and blushes because he knows he's been caught staring. minsu crawls up closer to him, chest lightly pressing against his back as he drops a kiss to junsu's shoulder first.]
I'm proud to call you all mine. It's probably the first time I've been proud of something in my whole life.
[minsu moves, pressing another kiss to the top of his spine. a hand smooths along his skin as he works his way down, some of the kisses wet, tongue tasting his skin. his ass almost gets a little bite, but then minsu lets go and kisses there too. he reaches up, dragging one of the spare pillows down to work under junsu's hips.]
I love the way you taste when I do this. [minsu slides his hands over the soft flesh, spreads him a little before leaning his head down to lick up him.] You're so hot inside. I've never wanted to make someone come from just my tongue.
[he smiles a little, because maybe less talking and more doing, but he can't help himself. he wants to share everything with junsu, body and thoughts at once.]
[ he never thought he could make someone proud like that. never thought he wanted to, really. before minsu all he'd wanted was to find someone who would be good to him and keep him safe and make sure he would survive this ordeal. it didn't matter how he felt about them as long as they could provide that.
minsu provides something else. something that makes junsu feel full, and alive, and stronger than he's felt in a very long time. ]
M'proud too, [ he mumbles against the crook of his arm before turning his head, looking back. ] You're the... best person I know. Magic, baby.
[ he gasps as much at minsu's words as the sensation of his tongue over him, fingers curling into the sheets, the other in his own hair. ]
Please, Minsu — [ he wants that, wants minsu to take him apart with his tongue only. he shifts back, wanting more. ]
[because just hearing junsu say that, the praise and affection in his words, it makes something warm and almost sparkling rush through him.
minsu licks him again, presses his lips against his hole before returning with his tongue. he knows he's good at this, he's good at...most things, when he sets his mind to it. but there's always been a little bit of desperation in sex for him, a little fear of rejection that motivate him. it's not there with junsu. minsu feels like maybe he can enjoy it the way it's meant to be, giving pleasure to someone because he wants them to feel good. receiving some of it back without feeling like he's asking for too much. knowing that the person he's sharing himself with cares as much for him as minsu does for them...it draws as much of a sound out of him as junsu's taste does.
his hand slips under junsu's hips, lifted a little to meet his mouth, and wraps his fingers around his cock.]
[ it's good, so good. minsu's definitely skilled, but even if he wasn't, doing this would still drive junsu a little crazy. because it's minsu. because it's them. because they love each other, and want each other, and what they have is special unlike anything else they share with others.
junsu gasps and moans loudly when minsu's hand joins in, arching back and burying his fingers deeper into minsu's hair, curling and uncurling. ]
You're so perfect, so perfect.
[ he's never thought of himself as really magic. only dreamt it, wished for it, yearned and longed. but when minsu says he is, junsu can believe it. he believes he has something else, even if only in minsu's eyes, but maybe that's enough. ]
[minsu strokes him slowly, leisurely, pressing a kiss against his rim with the same kind of ease. if it gives the impression that minsu could do this all night, there's a reason for it - he could. tonight isn't about overwhelming him and pushing him over the edge like he has something to prove. tonight minsu wants to take his time and push him closer to the edge inch by inch.
he only comes up when there's a soft knock on junsu's door. minsu looks in that direction, putting two and two together before he calls out to whoever's on the other side.]
Sorry, he's mine tonight. [minsu coaxes him to roll over onto his back, kissing and sucking at the head of his cock. but even that isn't too intense. this isn't how he wants him to come, he wants to do that with him, while he's inside of him.] Tomorrow night too.
[minsu smiles, flushed and red-lipped as he slides up junsu's body, kissing him but breaking long enough to look into his eyes.]
Yes, ah — [ junsu rolls over, skin flushed and pink and sweating, grasping at minsu's hair as he mouths at his cock. it's all just enough to be so good and to make him want more and not enough at all to satisfy the itch, but that's okay. he doesn't want it quick, or fast, or like some mutual masturbatory thing.
he wants all the love they feel, out in the open.
his eyes find minsu's and he nods, choked up at the implications and the request and the possessiveness. he's wanted to be wanted like this. he's wanted to be special. he thought minsu was it for him but that it wouldn't go further. and here he is. here they are. ]
Every night. [ his arms wrap around minsu's broad shoulders, fingers digging as his legs hook over his hips, arching. ]
I don't want anybody else like I want you, honey. [ he manages to choke out, voice strained and faltering, both from how turned on he is, how hot this is, and from how true the sentiment is. he loves minsu. he's head over heels. if he could have just him he would be beyond happy. ]
[junsu is especially beautiful like this. he practically glows - no, he actually glows. and he wants him. junsu's telling him with his body, with his words, and minsu just wants to sink into him and give him all that he's asking for, with all of himself.
but something has him hesitating. as much as minsu wants him, wants to feel him hot and tight around him and driving him crazy like no one else can. as much as he wants all of that, this is too important to be unclear about.
minsu dips his head down to kiss him, and he knows that's a poor substitute for what they were well on their way to doing. but minsu's heart is still pounding like a drum. junsu understands what he's saying, doesn't he? he feels dizzy with it, elated but also still afraid.]
Will you...can you be just mine? [and he immediately feels selfish for it, a little bit foolish. junsu is beautiful. he could have anyone and everyone in the house. and minsu's been with everyone, there's nothing special about him. but still, he perseveres.] I'll take care of you. I'll give you everything that you need, or want. No one...really, I don't think anyone could love you more than I do!
[he frowns. they're big words and he doesn't to offend any of junsu's other lovers. but minsu knows in his heart that it's true.]
[ junsu blinks. and then blinks again. and then his eyes are shining with tears. ]
You — You want that? You want me to be yours like that? [ his voice his thick with tears, but happy ones. he didn't think — he never thought he could hold such a special place in someone's heart, never thought in a place like the house that someone might want him for themselves.
least of all minsu. minsu, who understands and knows him better than anyone. minsu, who's the safest person he knows. minsu, who's very presence and existence makes years of junsu's life feel worth it.
he holds onto minsu more tightly, pulling him down against him to hug him. ]
Yes. Yes, I'll yours and yours alone, Minsu. [ he starts pressing sloppy kisses all over his face, sniffling as he does, laughing wetly too. ] I already am, in my heart.
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for the joy that permeates being in his presence to remain, even in the more intense and intimate moments. ]
Okay, handsome.
[ he rolls over, glancing over his shoulder. ]
I'm all yours.
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he so badly wanted for it to be real, for it to actually mean something. now he knows that it does.
he blinks after junsu glances back, laughs and blushes because he knows he's been caught staring. minsu crawls up closer to him, chest lightly pressing against his back as he drops a kiss to junsu's shoulder first.]
I'm proud to call you all mine. It's probably the first time I've been proud of something in my whole life.
[minsu moves, pressing another kiss to the top of his spine. a hand smooths along his skin as he works his way down, some of the kisses wet, tongue tasting his skin. his ass almost gets a little bite, but then minsu lets go and kisses there too. he reaches up, dragging one of the spare pillows down to work under junsu's hips.]
I love the way you taste when I do this. [minsu slides his hands over the soft flesh, spreads him a little before leaning his head down to lick up him.] You're so hot inside. I've never wanted to make someone come from just my tongue.
[he smiles a little, because maybe less talking and more doing, but he can't help himself. he wants to share everything with junsu, body and thoughts at once.]
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minsu provides something else. something that makes junsu feel full, and alive, and stronger than he's felt in a very long time. ]
M'proud too, [ he mumbles against the crook of his arm before turning his head, looking back. ] You're the... best person I know. Magic, baby.
[ he gasps as much at minsu's words as the sensation of his tongue over him, fingers curling into the sheets, the other in his own hair. ]
Please, Minsu — [ he wants that, wants minsu to take him apart with his tongue only. he shifts back, wanting more. ]
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[because just hearing junsu say that, the praise and affection in his words, it makes something warm and almost sparkling rush through him.
minsu licks him again, presses his lips against his hole before returning with his tongue. he knows he's good at this, he's good at...most things, when he sets his mind to it. but there's always been a little bit of desperation in sex for him, a little fear of rejection that motivate him. it's not there with junsu. minsu feels like maybe he can enjoy it the way it's meant to be, giving pleasure to someone because he wants them to feel good. receiving some of it back without feeling like he's asking for too much. knowing that the person he's sharing himself with cares as much for him as minsu does for them...it draws as much of a sound out of him as junsu's taste does.
his hand slips under junsu's hips, lifted a little to meet his mouth, and wraps his fingers around his cock.]
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junsu gasps and moans loudly when minsu's hand joins in, arching back and burying his fingers deeper into minsu's hair, curling and uncurling. ]
You're so perfect, so perfect.
[ he's never thought of himself as really magic. only dreamt it, wished for it, yearned and longed. but when minsu says he is, junsu can believe it. he believes he has something else, even if only in minsu's eyes, but maybe that's enough. ]
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he only comes up when there's a soft knock on junsu's door. minsu looks in that direction, putting two and two together before he calls out to whoever's on the other side.]
Sorry, he's mine tonight. [minsu coaxes him to roll over onto his back, kissing and sucking at the head of his cock. but even that isn't too intense. this isn't how he wants him to come, he wants to do that with him, while he's inside of him.] Tomorrow night too.
[minsu smiles, flushed and red-lipped as he slides up junsu's body, kissing him but breaking long enough to look into his eyes.]
And the next one?
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he wants all the love they feel, out in the open.
his eyes find minsu's and he nods, choked up at the implications and the request and the possessiveness. he's wanted to be wanted like this. he's wanted to be special. he thought minsu was it for him but that it wouldn't go further. and here he is. here they are. ]
Every night. [ his arms wrap around minsu's broad shoulders, fingers digging as his legs hook over his hips, arching. ]
I don't want anybody else like I want you, honey. [ he manages to choke out, voice strained and faltering, both from how turned on he is, how hot this is, and from how true the sentiment is. he loves minsu. he's head over heels. if he could have just him he would be beyond happy. ]
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but something has him hesitating. as much as minsu wants him, wants to feel him hot and tight around him and driving him crazy like no one else can. as much as he wants all of that, this is too important to be unclear about.
minsu dips his head down to kiss him, and he knows that's a poor substitute for what they were well on their way to doing. but minsu's heart is still pounding like a drum. junsu understands what he's saying, doesn't he? he feels dizzy with it, elated but also still afraid.]
Will you...can you be just mine? [and he immediately feels selfish for it, a little bit foolish. junsu is beautiful. he could have anyone and everyone in the house. and minsu's been with everyone, there's nothing special about him. but still, he perseveres.] I'll take care of you. I'll give you everything that you need, or want. No one...really, I don't think anyone could love you more than I do!
[he frowns. they're big words and he doesn't to offend any of junsu's other lovers. but minsu knows in his heart that it's true.]
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You — You want that? You want me to be yours like that? [ his voice his thick with tears, but happy ones. he didn't think — he never thought he could hold such a special place in someone's heart, never thought in a place like the house that someone might want him for themselves.
least of all minsu. minsu, who understands and knows him better than anyone. minsu, who's the safest person he knows. minsu, who's very presence and existence makes years of junsu's life feel worth it.
he holds onto minsu more tightly, pulling him down against him to hug him. ]
Yes. Yes, I'll yours and yours alone, Minsu. [ he starts pressing sloppy kisses all over his face, sniffling as he does, laughing wetly too. ] I already am, in my heart.