Minsung - "A short lifetime story pt. 4// First kiss"

Smut, NC17, Adult Content

3rd person P.O.V.

«I've always been yours and you know it» Han whispers and then he makes their lips meet in their first kiss.

The best kiss of their life.

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Han pushed Minho against the wall, surprising the older, and began to devour his lips.

Minho knew that his friend had never kissed anyone and, knowing his pride, he was sure that Han Jisung was trying his best to do it perfectly. Han Jisung wanted to be the best at everything, even in times like those.

Minho cupped his face in his hands, making him stop. He stood for a moment looking into his eyes, with an indecipherable gaze. Han's wet hair was dripping onto his face and the younger's clothes were wetting his too, but Minho didn't care.

«What? I'm not doing good?» Han asked, worried, confirming his suspicions. The younger was more concerned about "kissing well" than excited about their first kiss. But Minho couldn't even get mad at him, Han was so soft as he looked at him with panicked eyes. Deep down, the boy was just afraid of being abandoned. Of not being enough.

Minho smiled sweetly and grabbed Han by the hand, dragging him to the sofa. Without saying a word, he sat down and made him sit on his lap.

«Don't try to perform, Ji» he finally said, stroking the younger's right cheek, «Not with me.»

Han wanted to deny it, but it would be useless, Minho knew him too well. So he just nodded, blushing slightly.

Had it been that obvious? Had he ruined their first kiss in an attempt to make it the best?

«So can you kiss me? This is so embarrassing, Minho...» he mumbled, scratching his nose.

Minho smiled but shook his head: «You kiss me, baby. But don't overthink, just enjoy it. You can't go wrong» he whispered, bringing his lips close to Han's again.

Jisung felt his breathing become irregular. Minho's lips were moist, slightly red from his attack just before. They tasted so damn good, they were so fluffy...

«How do you know I can't be wrong?» he whispered back, his voice hoarse.

Minho smiled and brushed the younger's wet hair from his forehead:

«Because any kiss from you will be the best of my life, Jisung»

Han bit his lip, feeling so desired, and gathered courage: «Hold still, please» he whispered, closing the distance between them. He closed his eyes, while Minho kept them open curiously.

Han made his lips rub against the other's, softly, and slowly started to lick his upper lip. His tongue was shy, insecure, but he was doing what he wanted, not what he thought was right.

Minho moaned at that contact, wrapping his arms around Jisung's narrow waist and hugging him, but without pushing further. He wanted Han to kiss him and he was allowing him to just keep rubbing their lips.

That light and soft touch made him shiver and he finally closed his eyes too. He had dreamed of that moment often and it was finally happening. He was so happy and he just wanted to feel Han with every cell of his body.

Jisung brought his hands to Minho's face and stroked his neck, while his lips finally adhered softly and completely to the other's.

He pulled away slightly, crossing his hyung's eyes and then bringing his attention back to that fabulous mouth of his.

«What are you thinking about?» Minho asked, without loosening the grip around that little body.

«You taste so good» Han answered, before he realized he'd said it aloud. He blushed slightly and Minho smiled.

«Kiss me, baby» the older asked.

Han bit his lips and went back to making their mouths touch. Minho opened his and Han timidly slipped his tongue inside the older's mouth. The cat-like boy went towards him with his lips, making the kiss become more intense. Their mouths were warm, passionate and without rules.

It wasn't a perfect kiss, it was a shy, awkward kiss, like any first kiss should be. Occasionally the teeth got in the way, while a quick "sorry" was muttered to each other.

But it was a real one. A kiss full of love.

Han began to feel his body yearning for more. His mind flew to that night before his exam and a warmth began to rise from his groin.

Minho noticed that change in his body and began to caress Han's thigh, coming dangerously close to his member but without touching it.

Han squeezed his legs, fidgeted on the older's thighs, and bit Minho's lower lip, looking for some comfort. But Minho didn't get close to his erection, he continued with those exciting caresses, and Han wanted more.

«Min, please» he moaned, barely breaking the kiss. Their lips were completely wet, thanks to that ever more passionate kiss.

Minho smiled: «What do you want me to do, baby?»

Han grabbed his hand and moved it from his thigh to his crotch, making the other feel his hard erection.

Minho bit his lip, grinning. He knew that Han was turned on, but he wanted to drive him crazy before satisfying him. And he loved watching Han show what he wanted.

«All right, baby, I'll touch you» Minho whispered, starting to move his hand on Han's pants.

«Min, I want more» Han panted, blushing. He had no idea he could be so horny and so brave.

Minho stopped teasing him and started unbuttoning his pants, still wet from the rain. He moved Han's boxers slightly and took his boner with his right hand, immediately hearing the younger moan. His breathing was labored, he had stopped kissing Minho and was staring at the hand of the older squeezing his erection.

Minho started to move his penis up and down, with a strong rhythm, and Han turned so that he rested his back on Minho's chest. The older began to leave little kisses on his neck, delicate at first, then gradually more and more intense. Han moaned, throwing his head back and thrusting his hips into Minho's hand as his bottom dragged against the older's crotch.

Minho brought his free hand to Jisung's chest and, through the wet shirt, began to stimulate his nipple. Han was a moaning mess at that point:

«Minho» he panted, without being able to say anything else.

Minho felt the body of the younger approaching orgasm, he grabbed a corner of Han's shirt and made him pour over it, so as not to dirty the living room of his parents who would be back shortly.

Han remained with his eyes closed, his head back on Minho's shoulder, breathing heavily, his penis still in the older's hand.

«Did you like it?» Minho asked, pulling his boxers and pants over Han's penis.

Jisung nodded and turned to him to kiss his lips.

«I didn't think my first kiss would be this good» he chuckled, rubbing his nose against Minho's. He still felt the older's huge erection under his butt and smiled.

«And you? Want some help fixing that bad boy down there?»

Minho smiled and kissed Han's cheeks repeatedly: «You don't need to do anything, but if you want it, it's all yours»

Han smiled and stood up. He stripped off his wet clothes and threw them on the floor, leaving only his boxers. 

Minho looked at him in amazement and felt his penis flicking in his pants. He had seen Han's body numerous times but in that moment he knew he could touch him, he knew Han wanted to be his.

The younger sat back on Minho's lap, his back to him. He grabbed the older's big hands and brought them to his hips. He started to move and crawled against Minho's erection, that was pushing from under his pants.

The older one bit his lip, turned on. Seeing Han so pushy, his gorgeous bare back in front of him, his hips gyrating, his butt crawling against his crotch... It was a dream.

He unbuttoned his pants, pulled down his boxers and made Jisung position himself on his bare erection. He began to guide the younger's movements, gripping his hips firmly, while Han held on to the older's knees.

«Omg, Hanie...» Minho moaned, feeling his orgasm approach quickly.

He squeezed his fingers into Han's flesh and pushed harder against his buttocks, covered only by those thin boxers. The idea that just moving them he would be inside him freaked him out and he wondered if Han was thinking the same thing.

A few thrusts later, he came all over Han's boxers and back, moaning.

He bent down to kiss Jisung's shoulders, gently, and then smiled looking at how he painted his back.

«We should clean you up, baby» he said smiling, but hugging Han as if he didn't want to let him get up. He loved that position too much. He loved that moment, his first intimate moment with Han. The first when both had been honest about their feelings.

«Yeah, let's go to the shower» Han said, trying to get up, but Minho held him back, squeezing against his back and hiding his face between the shoulder blades of the youngest.

«Min? Are you okay?»

Minho nodded and spun Han around again to cross his eyes.

«Are you mine?» he asked. A mixture of hope and fear in his eyes made Han's heart ache. He'd kept him waiting so long, he'd dated someone else and Minho seemed terrified of losing him.

Han lay on top of him, leaning his bare chest against Minho's shirt, and reached his mouth, leaving there a small kiss.

«I am yours, Lee Minho» he whispered on his mouth.

Minho threw himself on his lips, this time taking control of the kiss. He explored Han's mouth as a tear rolled down his face. He pulled him to look into his eyes again.

Han hadn't often seen Minho cry and he immediately cupped his face with his little hands: «Min! Why are you crying?» he asked, concerned.

«Jisung» the older cupped his face back, pecking Han's lips, crossing his eyes, showing him his infinite affection, «I love you» he said, with all the passion he could find in his heart.

Han's eyes widened and he smiled: «I love you too!» he almost screamed from the happiness.

Minho buried his face in his neck and sighed: «Please, Han, don't date anyone else.» he begged, his voice weak.

Han made him lift his face again and shook his head: «I don't want anyone else, Min»

Minho nodded in relief and pushed Han onto the sofa, wrapping him in a strong hug.

«Minho!» Han laughed, trying to break free from that grip.

«You are mine now, Han Jisung.» Minho murmured, leaving small kisses on the still bare chest of the younger, «I will never let you go»

«Is this a menace?» Han smiled, caressing the older's hair softly.

«It absolutely is. A lovely menace.» Minho smiled, lifting his head and looking at Han's perfect mouth.

«You are strange, Minho, do you know that?» Han smiled, pecking the other's lips.

«You love me that way» Minho replied, quickly appropriating that inviting mouth.

Han let him in, while the older's hand slid down his bare back and reached up to his butt, gripping it tightly.

«Minho!» he exclaimed, hitting him softly.

«What? That's your best part!» Minho tried to justify himself, continuing to massage his buttock.

«Oh, is that it?» Han nodded defiantly.

«Damn, yeah! I'm only with you because of your ass. How perfect...» he moaned, squeezing it even harder, «My boyfriend's ass is so perfect!»

Han raised an eyebrow: «Boyfriend? I know him?»

Minho stopped abruptly and looked Han in the eyes. Had he run too much? Didn't Jisung want to be his boyfriend? Or was he just punishing him?

«Don't you want to be my boyfriend?» he asked, his voice so soft that for a moment Han considered abandoning his revenge. But he was a T, obviously.

«Well, if you can find ten things you love about me, other than my ass.» he said sternly.

«Hanie! I was joking!» Minho said, hugging him and gently stroking his back.

«Ten things, Lee Minho» Han repeated, adamant.

«Okay, that's easy, I can even find 100!» Minho snapped, starting to count on his fingers:

«One, your sexy waist» he said, caressing Han's body, making the younger already blushing.

«Two, your soft cheeks» Minho kept on list, leaving a peck on Jisung's face, «Three, your little nose» and he kissed that too.

«Four, your beautiful eyes» he continued, meeting his gaze. Han was melting under all those sweet whispered words.

«Five, your little hand» Minho murmured, taking Han's small hands in his and kissing them softly.

«Six, your smile» he said, while Han show it to him.

«Seven, your neck» Minho whispered, sensually, and left lots of little kisses on Jisung's neck, making him shiver.

«Eight, your chin» His kisses traveled up Han's jaw. The young boy was in ecstasy, completely at the mercy of that sensual sweetness.

«Nine, your lips...» Minho added, stopping in front of Han's mouth and catching his gaze.

«Please, don't stop, Min» Jisung moaned, wanting those lips on his again.

Minho placed his mouth on the younger one and gave him a soft, slow, sexy kiss. He slid his hand back down Han's butt and whispered on his lips:

«Ten...» he smirked, making Jisung rolling his eyes.

«Minho!» he scolded him, while the older put on an innocent expression, raising his hands.

«I didn't say it!» he said, with a smirk.

Han glared at him, waiting to know this tenth thing.

«Ten» Minho started again, placing his hand on Han's chest, on the left side.

«If you say 'your heart', my penis deflates» Han warned him, raising an eyebrown.

«So tell me what you want me to say! Your dick?» Minho snapped, making the younger one burst out laughing.

The older one grabbed his face in his hands at that point and met his eyes again.

«Ten, your personality so irritating yet so special.» he said, in an almost angry yet so sweet tone., «I fucking love everything of you, Han Jisung» 

Han smiled, caressing the other's face: «I didn't think you were so sweet, Lee Minho»

Minho just blushed and pouted: «So? The answer is?»

Han smiled mischievously: «You didn't even ask the question, Min. I didn't think you were so wimp» he added, teasing him.

«Oh, is it like that? Do you want me to get on my knees, princess?» Minho smiled, tickling him.

Han locked his wrists, trying to resist, but Minho grabbed him, throwing him over the sofa and straddling him.

Han swallowed, looking at those muscular thighs around his hips, and let Minho take his hands and lock them above his head.

«Do you want to be my boyfriend, Han Jisung?» he whispered, while Han felt his heart stop.

That was so damn sexy!

«I-I don't-» he stammered, unable to formulate a meaningful sentence. Minho's eyes pierced his, their lips were so close...

«Would you like to be my princess?» Minho said again, rubbing his crotch against Han's.

«Min-» the younger moaned.

«Would you like to be my baby boy?» he added, with a smirk.

«Minho!» Han snapped, recovering from that trance and feeling his member push against Minho's. It was so big.

«Ji, would you like to be my everything?»

This time Minho's face was serious, his eyes soft, his lips hinted at a smile.

Jisung raised himself slightly, freeing his hands from Minho's firm grip without encountering resistance, and caressed his face. He looked at him with dreamy eyes and made their lips meet for a few seconds:

«Yes, Min, I want to be yours.»

Elle's note:

Hi cutieeeeees, how are you?

These have been two shitty days for me but from these weekend things should get better. So, finger cross! 

I really hope you like this part, would u like part 5? 

Let me know!!

Kisses

Moon <3