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Jisung felt nervous. He eyed the dress one more before plopping down on his bed.
It was supposed to be an exciting day for Jisung, their company finally abolishing their stupid dress codes, and he could finally wear whatever he wanted to.
He was so excited when it was announced over the weekends, but now he felt anxious. He wondered what his co-workers would say. They'd never seen him in a dress, even outside of work. He was afraid of being judged.
"Guess I'll just wear the same old again."
He walked up to his closet, fingers brushing over the polos and pants that hung there. He suddenly realized how he dreaded wearing them. How he wanted his legs to be free from the tightness, how he wanted his lower body to feel the coldness of their office's air conditioning.
"Oh, fuck it."
He grabbed the black polka dot dress and let it embrace his tiny frame. He stood in front of his mirror and admired how it flowed naturally while he's twirling. He loved how it was just the right length, at least for him, making his honey toned skin visible for everyone to see.
He decided to with an all black tone, pairing his dress with black platform boots and a black choker to finish the look.
He smiled to himself. He's very satisfied with this look, and he promised that he wouldn't bother whatever comment he would receive.
To his surprise, everyone complimented him as soon as he walked in the building. His co-workers were saying how pretty he looked and he should dress like that more often. Jisung was so relieved that it turned out better than he expected.
"Jisung, I would do anything to have those pretty legs of yours." One of his female co-workers commented and he felt his face blush. His confidence was so boosted early in the morning and despite it being the first day of the week, he felt so energetic and motivated.
"I'll go pass these documents to the finance team." Jisung stated as he held a rim of important documents between his arms. The other employees just nodded at him before returning to their own tasks.
Jisung rushed to get to the director of finance's office as quickly as he could. He knocked lightly on the door and waited until he heard a soft 'Come in' from the inside.
He slowly opened the door, peeking in to see the director, fully focused on the huge monitors in front of him, glasses on, and a slightly loose tie around his neck.
"Hi." Jisung muttered as he slowly made his way into the office, setting the papers down on the table in front of the director's desk.
"Hey, babe", was the only answer Jisung received. He pouted, not wanting the lack of attention he's getting from his boyfriend.
He quickly made his way around his desk, pushed his chair back and sat on his lap, not giving the man in the suit a chance to fight back.
"Lee Minho, is that how you're gonna treat me now?" Jisung asked, with his lips still pouting, as he lightly hit his boyfriend on the chest.
"Babe, I'm so sorry. You look gorgeous today. Is this the dress we bought together?"
"Yeah. I wanted to surprise you, but you seem really busy. You haven't come home in four days, I'm getting lonely." Jisung continued to complain as he rested his head on Minho's shoulder. He could tell that the other really didn't have anytime to relax.
"I'm really sorry babe, I'll go home anytime this week, okay? I promise. Once this merge is done, I'll request a week off for the both of us."
Jisung didn't answer, he stayed still, still basking the presence of his boyfriend that he missed so much. He hasn't seen him since Friday, and it was true that he felt lonely, but he wasn't alone. He was accompanied by their three cats, but he wanted Minho to be with him as well.
"Babe, I really want us to stay together like this, but I still have a lot to finish. Not to mention, you just added like a hundred more." Minho muttered as he looked at the papers Jisung brought, already feeling exhausted just by the sight of it.
"You're lucky I love you." Jisung finally stood up, not before giving Minho a peck on his lips. Minho mouthed a 'thank you' as he pulled himself back into his desk, fixing his glasses, and once again getting lost into his work. Jisung could only sigh, but he knew better. The faster he gets out of there, the quicker Minho could finish.
It was finally time to go home, and Jisung made his way to Minho's office once again. He didn't knock the door this time. He opened the door to see Minho still in the same position as he was hours ago, only this time, his hair was a mess.
"So.... I guess you're staying one more night at the hotel?"
Minho looked up to see Jisung standing on the doorway, he got up and went to wrap his arms around his boyfriend.
"God, I miss being at home with you. Tomorrow night babe, I promise. Just one more night."
Jisung was somehow thankful that Minho's coming home tomorrow, but he couldn't stop from being disappointed as well, because he missed Minho just as much, if not more.
"Just don't forget to eat dinner, tonight." Jisung commanded before kissing his boyfriend good bye.
The next day, Jisung decided to dress up again. This time, he wanted more of his style shown. He decided to go for a grungy look, because that's what he likes best, and also Minho's favorite style of him.
He grabbed on his black shirt with long striped sleeves coming out of the shorter sleeves and paired it a pleated black skirt. He decorated the look with black knee-high socks and a black belt to emphasize his small waist. He finished the look with a silver necklace and his pair of high cut Converse shoes.
He felt much more confident than yesterday, and definitely much more energetic since he remembered that Minho will be coming home tonight.
When he arrived at his desk, he quickly started on all of his tasks. He was in a good mood so he was able to finish a lot of tasks in just a few hours.
Just before Jisung could go and visit Minho's office, he got a message from him saying that he's currently in a meeting so Jisung could go home first.
Jisung didn't like it, not one bit. He was expecting that they'd go home together, and he hasn't even seen him in the outfit he so carefully orchestrated for him.
He went home with a heavy heart, the cats uplifting his mood in the best way they could. Jisung prepared dinner for all of them, including a portion for Minho before going straight to bed. He didn't realize that he started drifting off even before changing his clothes.
Jisung was awakened by the feeling of someone patting his head. He opened his eyes and even before his vision could fully adjust, he knew that it was Minho. Jisung quickly leaned in to the touch and pulled Minho closer to him.
"I thought you'd stay another night out."
"I can't ever break my promise on you babe, you know that. Besides..." Minho ran a hand up from Jisung's knee up to his thigh, "when I saw you in this outfit during lunch break, I just knew I had to get home."
Jisung smirked as he put Minho's hand away. His sleepiness had already slipped out of his body.
"You haven't seen the best of it." Jisung stated as he knelt on the bed, slowly lifting his skirt up, to let Minho see the hot red lacy panties he wore underneath.
"I just felt like it's a nice contrast to the all black outfit you know?"
Jisung grinned as he observed Minho's eyes dilate over the view that he presented. Having a healthy sex life surely has a disadvantage, when you start missing out too much that you just want to get railed so bad.
And Jisung mentally gave himself a tap for picking the right pieces of clothing to get Minho all riled up.
"Why are you like this?" were the last words to escape out of Minho's mouth before pulling Jisung into a steamy kiss. Jisung was quick to wrap his arms around his lover's neck as he let himself sink into the bed with Minho on top of him.
Jisung wasn't able to catch how Minho's tongue made its way into his mouth but he wasn't complaining. They both wanted this, and he knew for a fact that they both needed this as well.
Minho pulled away, only to strip Jisung off of his shirt, then diving back in to attack his sensitive neck this time.
"God, I missed you so much, Jisung." Minho whispered against Jisung's neck, working his way down to his chest, leaving his marks that Jisung loved so much.
Minho started giving puppy licks on Jisung's nipples, making the younger shake against the contact. He held Jisung's hips in place with his strong hands as he started grinding their growing bulges together, all the while never stopping on giving Jisung's nipples attention.
"Fuck! Minho that feels so good!"
Jisung couldn't keep his eyes open with all the sensations he's feeling on his chest and his crotch. He gripped onto the sheets as he tried to ground himself, failing miserably when Minho palmed his cock through his skirt.
"You look so beautiful like this baby."
Minho continued traveling lower into Jisung's body, peppering his skinny thighs licks and kisses, as he slowly made his way to Jisung's weeping dick.
Minho lifted Jisung's skirt up and began to lick Jisung's cock through his panties. Jisung could only moan at his boyfriend's actions. The tip of his cock has peeked its way out of his panties, and Minho did the leisure of lapping on it, tasting Jisung's precum in his mouth.
"I missed tasting you, babe."
Minho straightened himself up to get rid of his own clothes as well, leaving nothing onto his body but the desire to ruin the boy beneath him.
Jisung took this opportunity to grab the lube by the nightstand and settle back on his position.
"If I were to die tonight, I want this to be the last thing I'll see." Minho observed every part of Jisung. His blue hair sticking on his sweaty forehead, his pink lips, his hickey covered body, and the remaining clothes that he has. The black knee high socks, the black pleated skirt, and oh, those red sinful panties.
"At least die with your dick in my ass."
Minho let out an airy laugh as he dropped between Jisung's legs once again. He bit on the fabric of Jisung's panties, and slowly tugged them down, all the way to his ankles. Jisung watched as his boyfriend did this and if had no self-control, he would've come just by that scene.
"Okay, time to pr— oh, fucking hell, Jisung."
Now it was Jisung's turn to let out a shaky laugh.
"You like the surprise?" Jisung teased as he lightly wiggled his ass, with a pink butt plug in it.
"Aren't you going to reward me for keeping this in me for hours just so we could get right to the action?" Jisung continued as he made a cute teasing face to Minho.
"Anything for my baby." Minho slowly pulled the plug out of Jisung and quickly grabbed the bottle of lube to coat himself.
"Aren't you going to take off my socks and skirt?" Jisung asked when he saw Minho already lining his cock in front of his hole.
"No sweetheart, I want to fuck you like this. If that's alright?"
Jisung nodded in agreement. If that's how Minho wanted to do him, then he'd let him. He made sure to keep in mind that he'd definitely go shopping for more skirts and long socks during his day off.
Minho gently pushed his way into Jisung's body, while the younger's nails found its way to claw on Minho's back. The butt plug did help Jisung, but the stretch is still different with Minho's size being bigger.
Minho groaned as he fully penetrated Jisung's ass.
He stayed still for a few seconds before establishing a slow pace for his thrusts. Jisung wrapped his legs around his waist and tugged Minho's head closer so they could kiss once more.
Jisung was taking control of the kiss, while Minho focused his mind on shoving his dick and making Jisung feel good. He angled himself to where he knows that'll surely hit Jisung's sweet spot, and true enough, Jisung broke the kiss to let out a pornographic moan.
"Right there! Fuck!"
Minho continued thrusting on the same angle, making sure that he wouldn't miss the chance to abuse Jisung's prostate. Jisung shuddered at every thrust that Minho did and it drove him closer and closer to his release.
"Minho...." He looked at his boyfriend with hooded eyes, and Minho got the signal. He continued plunging his cock inside Jisung, and to help him get his release quicker, he wrapped a hand around Jisung's cock and began pumping it.
Jisung's hands found their way onto Minho's hair and he pulled hard as he felt himself cum. Minho loved the way Jisung's body vibrated over the course of his orgasm. His black skirt being stained with white cum.
Minho moved a few more times before slowly pulling out of Jisung. He almost thought that he blacked out because he didn't say anything for a few minutes. When Jisung finally opened his eyes, his eyes swiftly landed on the sight of his boyfriend stroking himself lazily, cock still rock hard.
"Let me just catch my breathe, babe. Then fuck me again."
They really were true to their words. Once Jisung finally recollected himself, he immediately presented himself for Minho to penetrate once more. He got on all fours, ready to be fucked into bliss again.
"Your cock feels so good, Min!" Jisung screamed while Minho continued to plow him like there's no tomorrow.
Minho gave his cheeks a slap on both sides, making Jisung yelp from the pleasure it gave straight to his dick. The bouncing of Jisung's skirt as Minho fucked him made the older feel dazed. He couldn't explain why he was so hot about it, nor why he decided to do this only now. He was confident that this would happen more often in the future.
"Baby, do you want me to cum inside you?" Minho questioned as the sensation building in his stomach grew stronger.
Jisung chanted a whimpering 'yes, yes, yes', feeling himself getting closer to his second orgasm as well.
Minho's thrusts became sloppy as he drove both him and Jisung into their climaxes. He held onto Jisung's skirt as he made one final plunge before filling Jisung up with his seed. Jisung followed after, dirtying the sheets below him.
Minho was quick to grab the butt plug and insert it to Jisung after he pulled out. His body collapsed beside Jisung, feeling the aftermath of their strenuous two-round sex.
He treasured how beautiful Jisung was, despite him looking wrecked, which was the case anyway, Minho basked in his beauty.
"Baby, if you're going to wear skirts all the time, I might end up fucking you in my office."
"That was my goal, actually." Jisung answered, though he was too tired to open his eyes to even look at Minho.
Minho wondered if Jisung meant that. He's not entirely against the idea anyway. Jisung bent over his desk, wearing a bright colored skirt this time, he definitely wanted that.
But he'd let his imagination run wild next time.
For now, he needs to take care of his boyfriend and help him clean up.