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minho is exhausted.
of course he is. anyone would be if they just went through the absolute torture that dance practice was.
it was excruciating.
his bones ache and he is sore all over.
he just wants to be in his dorm, preferably in the arms of his roommate.
said roommate is; kim seungmin.
straight a student, perfect attendance, nerdy, but so, so sexy, kim seungmin.
kim seungmin who also happens to be minho’s boyfriend of 3 years.
the walk from the dance studio minho practices at is in a short walking distance. minho arrives to the dorm within minutes.
he sluggishly toes off his shoes, pointedly ignoring his own bedroom. he directs his attention to the left side of the dorm and enters seungmin’s room instead.
seungmin smiles knowingly when he sees minho’s slouched posture, his eyes so fond. “was just about to call you and ask if you were alright.” he says, marking his book with a little puppy bookmark minho got him for his birthday. he turns over and places his book on the little side table where his glasses are.
minho hums, flopping onto seungmin’s familiar bed, “sorry for worrying you. i lost my glasses in the studio and had to search for them, i also walked slower than usual because my whole body fucking hurts..” he mumbles, the side of his face pressed into seungmin’s chest, making the glasses on his face tilt awkwardly.
seungmin tucks some of minho’s hair behind his ear, kissing his cheek softly, “that’s alright baby, i’m sorry that you had a shitty day. i can give you a massage if you want?” he offers, running a hand through minho’s long hair.
minho hums again, rolling over so he’s on his back. he nudges his glasses straight. “i mean if you’re offering…” he mutters.
seungmin chuckles, “lemme get the gel.” he replies, standing up and rummaging through his drawer to find the little bottle of massage gel he keeps in there for times like this.
he finds it, but something else also catches his eye. it was the bottle of strawberry lube minho bought on a whim.
seungmin has an idea on how to get minho to relax even more.
he shoves the lube into the pocket of his hoodie before returning back to minho, who is sprawled out on the bed limply.
seungmin runs his hands up minho’s soft thighs, slowly finding his way under his boyfriends shorts. “where’s it hurt most?” he asks lowly.
minho shrugs, “everywhere? but i guess mostly my thighs and under arms..” he murmurs, voice quiet and soft.
seungmin nods, bending over minho to place a gentle kiss on his lips. seungmin’s hands squeeze at minho’s thighs roughly, working the tight muscles in his skilled hands.
minho lets out a small whine, subconsciously pulling away from the kiss. “t-too hard..” he mumbles, absolutely hating the way his ears flush red.
seungmin chuckles, kissing his cheek. “‘has to be baby...for best results it has to be hard.” he replies, moving between minho’s legs so he has better access.
minho bites his lower lip, nodding slowly. his small hands grip the sheets when seungmin squeezes particularly hard on a sensitive spot.
seungmin gently but firmly kneads the sore muscles of minho’s thick thighs, losing himself in the way they flex, and in the soft sounds that come from his plaint boyfriends mouth.
he squeezes some of the cooling gel onto his hands and slowly spreads it over minho’s legs.
“ngh..”
seungmin cocks a brow at the sound of the needy noise, suppresses a smirk.
this is far from sexual, but seungmin still finds himself growing half-hard from the tension between him and his boyfriend.
minho refuses to think about the fact that he is also getting hard from the situation.
you can’t blame him, he’s pent up!
“m’ gonna do your arms now okay?” seungmin speaks, voice calm and clear.
minho only nods, biting down on the soft flesh of his lower lip when seungmin harshly digs into his upper arms with the palm of his unnecessarily large hands.
seungmin, of course, notices the movement, giggling softly at his boyfriend. “feel good?” he asks teasingly.
like the menace he is.
minho hums, “y-yeah..” he stutters.
seungmin chuckles, making his way down minho’s arms so he can knead at minho’s palms, right at the base of his thumb and his wrist.
minho’s breath hiccups, a small moan leaving his spit slicked lips.
seungmin hums at the reaction, pressing on that place harder, digging into it.
minho’s finger tips twitch, his whole body tensing. he moans, “s-seungmin..s-stop that..” he mumbles wetly.
seungmin feels all of his blood rush to his half-hard dick.
jesus christ.
he cocks a brow at minho, “why? seems like you like it..” he replies lowly, pinning minho’s other hand above his head.
minho moans at the position he’s in now, “hnnn..y-you’re an asshole..” he breaths.
seungmin smiles, pushing up minho’s glasses. god he’s just so fucking pretty.“maybe, but you like me anyway.” he mumbles, kissing minho’s lips feverishly.
minho finds himself melting into the kiss, his body slowly losing the tightness to it, becoming more relaxed under the touch of seungmin.
seungmin digs the pad of his thumb into minho’s wrist harshly again, a breathy whimper leaving minho’s mouth, the sound going straight into seungmin’s when he dives in for another kiss.
seungmin pulls away from the kiss first, moving down the bed so he can get in between minho’s thighs.
he slaps the sides of minho’s thighs, “lift your legs.” he instructs.
minho obeys quickly, resting his sock-clad feet flat on the bed.
seungmin kisses the inside of minho’s thigh, “can i take these off?” he asks, fingers pulling at the hem of minho’s sleep shorts.
minho nods, glasses bouncing with the quick movement, “yes.” he mumbles. he knows now that seungmin isn’t going to let it slide with just a nod, he likes verbal answers.
seungmin smiles, pulling minho’s shorts and underwear off in the same movement.
minho’s lower half erupts with goosebumps at the feeling of cold air hitting his flushed skin.
seungmin bites his lip, using his free hand to rub at minho’s side. “you’re already so hard..” he mutters teasingly, another dry hand coming up to spread the precum at minho’s tip down his cock.
minho whines, “fuck- t-too dry..” he mumbles.
seungmin chuckles, digging into his pocket to find the pink tinted lube.
minho squints his eyes at him, “you planned this.” he accuses, biting his lip shyly.
seungmin doesn’t even care about the glare he gets from minho, because how could he? minho looks so cute with his glasses on, it’s very distracting.
minho’s face is already looking so fucked out, though they haven’t even done anything yet.
it’s so arousing.
“i did.” seungmin admits simply. “wanted you to feel good.”
minho finds himself moaning at the words, flushing dark red when seungmin laughs at him.
“you like that huh? want me to make you feel good?” seungmin teases, squeezing the lube on his fingers.
minho nods, despite the situation feeling terribly embarrassing for him.
“if you want it so bad, then tell me. let me know how much you want me to touch you.” seungmin says, voice laced with heavy arousal.
minho throws his head back, huffing out a frustrated breath. “please touch me..” he whispers shyly.
seungmin clicks his tongue, clearly displeased with the gesture. “look at me and say it.” he orders.
minho whines, dick twitching at the words.
seungmin laughs mockingly, “c’mon baby, you clearly want it so bad..” he says, slapping minho’s thigh again.
minho takes a deep breath, lifting his head so he can lock eyes with his annoyingly perfect boyfriend.
“hi, gorgeous.” seungmin says with a sweet smile, a stark contrast between this seungmin and the seungmin from literal seconds ago.
minho moans, squeezing his eyes shut. “don’t look at me like that!” he yells, ears molten hot.
seungmin coos, “what am i looking at you like?” he asks, continuing to warm the lube up in his hands.
“like you’re in love with me! it’s embarrassing…” he whines, “it makes it so much harder to do this..”
seungmin hums, “well, i am in love with you so you’re just gonna have to get used to it.” he replies with a smug smile.
minho sighs, opening his eyes again, “please touch me..i want you to.” he mumbles, squirming around on the bed.
“make direct eye contact with me and say it.” seungmin instructs sharply.
minho moans softly, flushing bright red when his eyes lock with seungmin’s.
his chest rises and falls in quick breaths, panting lightly. “p-please touch me seungminnie…” he stutters out while keeping heavy eye contact with seungmin.
seungmin grins widely, “mm, good boy..” he whispers, kissing minho’s hip bone.
minho bites his lip, “m’ not a dog..” he mumbles.
“right, sorry. i meant good kitty.”
minho moans, hips twitching at nothing but seungmin’s words.
seungmin smirks at the big reaction, “oh, you like that? you like being my kitty, hyung?”
minho covers his face, “s-shut up..”
“look at me.” seungmin demands, finally wrapping his lubed up hand around minho’s aching length.
“oh- fuck..” minho moans, hands falling away from his face so he can prop himself up on his elbows, glasses falling down the bridge of his perfectly sculpted nose.
“push your glasses up.” seungmin says, squeezing harder on his downstroke.
“mhnn..” minho moans, bringing up a trembling hand so he can push his glasses up the bridge of his nose.
“i-i can just take ‘em off..” minho mutters.
seungmin hums, “you could, but i like how you look with them on.” he muses, running a long finger over minho’s pink entrance.
minho throws his head back again, still propped up on his elbows, “hah..” he pants.
“keep your eyes on me.”
minho locks eyes with seungmin again, lower lip pulled into his mouth. “s-sorry i forgot..” he mutters.
“that’s alright baby, you’re too lost in pleasure to even think straight.” seungmin teases, sinking his finger into minho slowly.
minho’s eyes threaten to shut but he keeps them open and locked on his boyfriend, who was still between his legs.
minho pushes up his glasses whenever they decide to slip down, he never knew seungmin had a thing for him in glasses.
he’ll have to keep that in mind.
whenever minho fingers himself he can never quite reach his prostate, but seungmin’s long fingers can reach it easily with just one finger.
minho whimpers when seungmin’s finger faintly brushes it, his hips bucking into the feeling.
“feel good there huh?” seungmin comments, other hand continuing to stroke minho’s dick slowly.
minho keeps his eyes on seungmin the whole time, “y-yes, feels good..” he replies, working on controlling his fast breathing.
“can i add another?” seungmin asks, middle finger nudging against minho’s entrance.
minho adjusts his crocked glasses, “please..” he slurs.
seungmin smiles, “gladly.”
he enters another finger, pressing both of them against minho’s prostate.
minho’s cock leaks precum onto his stomach, his mouth falling open around a moan.
“mm, f-fuck..” minho keens, hands gripping the sheets below him until his knuckles turn white.
seungmin keeps his eyes on minho’s, giggling when minho blinks rapidly from trying to maintain eye contact.
“you listen so well kitty-hyung.” he coos, rubbing his thumb against the underside of minho’s cock, while his fingers massage minho’s prostate at the same speed.
and the sensation must be heavenly, because minho is leaking precum more and more, hips twitching with pleasure.
“ah..shit- i-if you keep- oh..doing that..m’ g-gonna cum..” he tells seungmin wetly.
“that’s the point baby.”
“wait- b-but ‘wanna cum- ah..on your cock..” minho protests.
seungmin smiles, “and you will, cum like this first. i’ll be gentle while fucking you since you’re sore and will likely be sensitive after your orgasm.” he assures, firmly rubbing the pads of his fingers on the little bundle of nerves inside of minho.
“unng! f-fuck o-okay..!” minho moans loudly, thighs threatening to close in on seungmin.
“are you close?” seungmin asks, picking up his pace.
“yes..! f-feels so good…” minho mewls, watery eyes still locked on seungmin’s face.
seungmin hums, “i bet baby, you’ve been so busy lately. i haven’t had time to properly play with you.” he teases, squeezing minho’s dick gently.
minho nods, clearly not hearing what seungmin had said. “hnng! i’m gonna cum..” he pants, chest rising and falling quickly.
“go ahead.”
then minho is clenching hard around seungmin’s fingers, his eyes open and focused on seungmin’s.
seungmin feels his dick pulse in his sweatpants when minho’s eyes cross from trying to keep the heavy eye contact.
minho’s hips buck up into the pleasure and his cock spurts thick white ropes of cum onto his own stomach.
seungmin only pulls his hands away when minho mumbles a wet, “too much…”
minho nudges up his glasses after he catches his breath, lifting up his, (seungmin’s) shirt “holy shit, i haven’t came this much in a while..” he comments after looking at the mess he’s made on himself.
seungmin is busy untying the string on his pants, “i know, i was surprised myself. you did good baby.” he replies, stepping out of his sweats and pulling down his boxers.
minho moans at the sight of seungmin’s cock, thick and hard and practically begging for relief.
seungmin laughs, “ready for another round?” he asks with a smirk.
minho nods repeatedly, “yeah, fuck- hurry up.” he replies impatiently.
seungmin doesn’t need to be told twice, climbing onto the bed so he can get back between minho’s legs.
he quickly lines himself up with minho’s entrance and pushes in slowly.
a breathy moan leaves his own lips, while minho moves to wrap his arms around seungmin’s neck, pulling him down for a kiss.
the moan minho lets out when seungmin bottoms out is muffled by seungmin’s own mouth.
seungmin starts fucking into minho’s heat at a quick pace. minho pulls away from the kiss, whining softly. “go slow..” he tells seungmin.
“of course.” seungmin whispers, slowly but steadily snapping his hips into minho’s.
minho’s back arches at the feeling of seungmin’s thick cock sliding against his sensitive walls, “mhnn..” he moans.
“you take me so well hyung.” seungmin praises, breathing in deeply to steady himself.
“oh fuck..” minho whines, legs circling around seungmin’s hips tightly.
“keep your eyes on me, do not look away.” seungmin breaths, hands gripping minho’s waist tightly.
minho nods repeatedly, “o-okay..” he whispers, fixing his glasses when a particularly hard thrust nudges them.
seungmin pants close to minho’s mouth, “fuck- does it feel good hyung?” he asks, even though the answer to the question is quite clear.
minho nods anyways, “feels so good, y-you’re so deep..” he whispers, eyes focused on seungmin’s heavy gaze.
seungmin hums, “yeah? you like it when i’m deep inside of you?” he whispers back, his words hanging heavy in the air, the sexual tension so thick you could cut it with a knife.
“yeah..l-like it so much..” minho agrees, face flushing dark red, soft breaths falling from his swollen and spit slicked lips.
seungmin thrusts into minho nice and slow, reaching his prostate easily with his thick cock. “fuck- y-you look so pretty, so sexy with your glasses on..” he praises breathlessly.
“hnng! s-shut up…” minho mutters, clearly enjoying the compliment despite trying to act like he didn’t.
“hmm, but i think you like it baby..you always did have such a huge praise kink..” he teases, kissing minho’s lips to keep him quiet when he moans almost too loudly.
it’s doesn’t really do much, minho is still so loud.
seungmin decides to do something else, hoping it would be more effective. he pulls away from minho so he can put his palm flat over minho’s mouth.
and minho lets out a strangled noise that sounds like ‘mmf’, eyes rolling back as his hips stutter.
now seungmin could tell minho to look at him again, but he ultimately decides against it because minho looks so fucking sexy just like this.
seungmin keeps going like that, smirking whenever minho has to blindly nudge his glasses up his face.
seungmin feels a familiar heat building in his lower stomach.
“shit- minho, m’ gonna cum.” seungmin informs his boyfriend breathlessly.
minho opens his eyes, breathing harshly when seungmin removes his hand away from his mouth.
“me too…please seungmin..” he moans.
seungmin smiles softly, running a hand through minho’s hair, “you’re doing so good hyung.” he praises, giggling when minho immediately cums.
“augh! f-fuck..!” minho mewls, eyes going wide as he tries to keep them locked with seungmin’s.
seungmin doesn’t let up, speeding up as he gets closer to the edge.
“y-you need to cum right now, it’s too much..” minho pants after another minute of seungmin fucking into him.
seungmin laughs breathlessly, the look on his boyfriends face is enough to have him cumming inside minho with a grunt.
“mm, fuck..” seungmin groans, burying himself deep inside of the brunette.
minho lets out a weak moan at the feeling.
seungmin pants above him, eyes still locked on the boy underneath him, “you alright?” he asks once he catches his breath.
minho nudges his glasses up again, “i’m okay…just really fucking tired.” he mumbles, voice raspy from all the moaning he was doing earlier.
seungmin kisses his cheek gently, “we can sleep if you want?” he offers, and minho immediately agrees.
sleep sounds amazing right now.
so that’s what they do.
after cleaning themselves off and changing the sheets, they snuggle up with each other and fall into a deep sleep.
+1
“you owe me another massage that doesn’t end up in sex, i’m even more sore now you asshole.” minho states lowly as he and seungmin eat dinner together.
seungmin chuckles, sipping on the cold beer he had grabbed for himself, “if that’s what you want, then fine.” he replies.
minho hums, keeping a small smile to himself.
<3