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Yunho is finally letting Mingi get him high. Yunho is incredibly nervous and shaking a bit, fidgeting with his fingers as he watches Mingi roll up the joint, gaze maybe lingering a little too long on his hands, the chunky metallic rings adorning each delicate finger that send little shocks to his brain. 

‘Were his hands always that big? ’ He thinks to himself but shakes it off as he hears the click of the lighter and watches the edge of the joint turn orange as he finally lights it up for the first hit. Mingi inhales the smoke and lets out a pleased sigh at the end, eyes closed in bliss and Yunho can’t help but squirm a little at the look of pleasure on his face. They're on the couch, sitting cross legged next to each other and Yunho is shaken out of his indecent thoughts once he sees Mingi hold out the joint to him 

“Bro, this shit is so good, you’re going to feel fucking amazing. Trust me.” Mingi’s fingers look so big and thick around the small joint and Yunho has to suck in through his teeth to keep himself together. He shouldn’t be feeling like this. 

Yunho hears the low timbre of Mingi’s voice, but he barely registers it. Instead, he just stares at the foreign object in Mingi’s hand, too afraid to admit he has no idea how to smoke but also doesn’t want to make a fool of himself for trying without knowing. More seconds pass without Yunho making a single move and Mingi lets out a little laugh before he waves the joint in front of Yunho’s face a little bit, trying to get his attention. 

“Uh…hey Yunho…,? You okay?” His playfulness shifts into worry as he sees the hesitation in Yunho’s face, the tips of Yunho’s ears turning red from both the proximity of the two but also the nervousness taking over his body. He hopes Mingi doesn’t notice. He knows he does. Mingi always notices. 

Mingi immediately turns to face him “Hey, we don't have to do this, I’ll put this out now and we can just watch a movie or something. No big deal.” He goes to stub it out but is stopped by Yunho catching his arm. “No! No, I want to! i just…,” Mingi watches him, his eyes filled with concern. ‘ Fuck, does he always have to look so pretty?’ Yunho feels like slapping himself in the face, telling himself to get his shit together. Instead he just gulps and sucks down his pride. “i just…” He looks off to the side, unable to meet Mingi’s gaze. “I don’t know how.” He practically whispers, not looking up and he hears Mingi let out a little giggle. “Aww, the puppy doesn’t know how to smoke. How adorable.” Yunho’s face flushes hot and pink at Mingi’s slight teases, and he can’t help the small gasp that leaves his lip once he feels one of Mingi’s hands placed delicately on his thigh. 

Mingi rubs a few smoothing circles on Yunho’s leg, then places a hand to Yunho’s jaw and turns his face toward his own before bringing the same hand to his mouth, thumb pushing down on Yunho’s bottom lip. His gaze is so intensely set on the way that Yunho’s lips part open for him, and everything inside of Yunho is screaming not to take Mingi’s thumb in his mouth like he so desperately wants to. 

“Open up for me pup, I’ll show you how.” Yunho just nods, head slightly spinning already and he’s not sure if he’s scared or turned on or a little bit of both. It’s most definitely both. 

Mingi takes another hit before cupping Yunho’s jaw in his large hand once again and brings his lips just centimeters from Yunho’s, a shudder running down his spine before he’s transferring the smoke from his mouth into Yunho’s open and waiting one. He’s not sure if he’s supposed to have his tongue out, or if he’s just supposed to sit and take it, so he lets it loll out of his mouth just slightly as he inhales on instinct and after a few seconds he nods for Mingi to do it again.

And he does. And then does it again, each time their lips are getting closer and closer and Mingi’s hand on his jaw getting tighter and tighter. Their breaths are getting heavier, and Mingi’s eyes havent left Yunho’s mouth once. He’s pretty sure he let out a small groan when Yunho licked his lips. The air is getting heavier and hotter until Yunho is practically sitting in Mingi’s lap as they get more and more desperate, heavy breathing and small gasps fill the room. At this point they’re not even really sharing the smoke anymore and Mingi is going fucking crazy. His mind is racing thinking about how hot Yunho looks for him right now, cheeks flushed and desperately inhaling every little bit of smoke Mingi is giving to him, almost sticking his tongue completely out like a dog begging for more. 

He’s hard. He is so painfully hard and he thinks Yunho can definitely tell he’s hard and he’s fighting every urge to pin Yunho down on the couch and really make him squirm. 

And finally, when Yunho reaches his hand out to grab a fistful of Mingi’s shirt, muttering out a small “more” in a the breathiest and neediest tone and then lets out the tiniest little moan when their lips touch for the smallest of seconds on the last hit, Mingi is completely gone. He wastes no time in smashing his lips onto Yunho’s with a heavy grunt as he’s clawing at his hips to bring him closer, hands immediately going to his waist to settle him fully on his lap. Their kiss is messy, nothing but teeth and spit and hunger and it’s everything he could have ever wanted. They're both high and so desperately turned on that when Yunho rolls his hips against Mingi’s he’s letting out a string of curses, grunting out a low “fuck baby I just can’t get enough of you” into Yunho’s shoulder as he quickens his pace, Yunho letting out choked sobs.

“Feels so good Min…” he whimpers against Mingi’s lips as their clothed cocks rub against each other, the wet spot on Mingi’s sweatpants growing bigger as he leaks with want. Yunho is a mess on top of him, grinding harder and harder to gain more friction and whining when it’s not enough. It's hot and sticky and they’re both so desperate to reach their own highs. Mingi’s hands are locked in a death grip on Yunho’s hips. “ Fuck puppy…you keep moving your hips like that and I’m not going to last. ” Mingi drives Yunho against him harder and harder, practically making the couch shift with each of their movements. Yunho is gone, only able to let out small whines and nod his head in pleasure. Mingi doesn’t think Yunho has ever looked more beautiful, sweat building on his forehead and eyes glossed over, tongue still lolling out of his mouth. 

“Look at you, so fucked out already and I haven’t even touched you.” Mingi teases him for his neediness, but he’s just as far gone, each delicious roll of Yunho’s hips threatening to be the last before he’s exploding all over himself. Yunho doesn’t say anything, just drops his head against Mingi’s shoulder and presses down even harder, earning a low groan from both of them. 

It doesn’t take long for either of them to start to lose their rhythm, knowing they’re both close. Mingi brings one hand up to Yunho’s throat, forcing them to lock eyes. The look in Mingi’s eyes has Yunho cumming first with a whimper of Mingi’s name almost the second their eyes meet. Mingi isn’t far behind, crushing his lips onto Yunho’s once more as he reaches his peak, groaning into their sloppy kiss as he comes untouched. Yunho collapses against Mingi, both breathing heavily as they come down. They catch their breath for a few minutes before Yunho is grabbing the forgotten joint off the coffee table and nudging Mingi’s mouth open with his own thumb this time, taking a hit himself and transferring it to Mingi who stares at Yunho in awe. “Fuck, you’re so beautiful…” He places another kiss to Yunho’s lips as he inhales before pulling back and letting his hands roam Yunho’s body, flushed and red from all the exertion. 

Yunho arches his back as he feels Mingi pass over his nipples.  He was so sensitive. Mingi smiles as Yunho takes yet another hit, moaning at the contact. “My good boy, you’re learning” and the soft whimper that escapes from Yunho’s lips has Mingi twitching again. They would worry about what all of this meant in the morning. For now, he just wanted to make his puppy get the most out of his first high as he pulled his already half hard cock out of his pants.