Minsung - "When he's drunk"

Smut, NC17, Adult Content

3rd person P.O.V.

Han Jisung was a sweet and shy boy and it was extremely difficult for him to indulge in life, especially when it came to sex. Except...

Except when he drank a little too much.

On those rare occasions, Jisung became insatiable. It seemed that all modesty, shame, embarrassment disappeared from his mind and that all his fantasies took over, even fantasies and kinks he didn't think he had.

Minho had been his boyfriend for a few years and, by now, he knew well that little demon that emerged from Han on those situations. And he was really intrigued by it, to tell the truth.

He initially did everything to stop his boyfriend, he absolutely did not want to take advantage of Han's light-heartedness, risking exceeding the limits. He didn't want Han to regret something the next day.

But the little squirrel took offense every time. Han Jisung hated being rejected and became even more touchy when drunk.

«Minho, we need to talk» Jisung snapped, when finally Minho unlocked the door of his room.

There had been a party the night before and it had been yet another one that ended with a drunk and unstoppable Han. Minho locked him in the bedroom and slept on the couch to avoid giving in to the temptation to have sex with his magnificent and naughty boyfriend.

He really wanted sex to be consenting, always.

«Baby, I'm sorry to lock you in yesterday, but you-» 

Han placed his hand over Minho's mouth to silence him, pulled him into the room and sat him on the bed. 

«Minho, I want you to listen to me now.» Jisung said, with a serious tone and a look that didn't allow for replies.

The older was surprised, his eyes widened but he didn't speak. He just nodded.

Han removed his hand from Minho's mouth and sighed, looking for the words in his head.

«Why do you keep rejecting me when I can finally let go myself?» he asked, looking at the other with puppy eyes. 

Minho felt his heart crumble. He didn't want Han to feel rejected, not even for a second.

«Ji, it's the alcohol that lets your body go, not you...» Minho explained, crossing his gaze.

«No way!» Han snapped, putting his hands on his hips, «I am the one who wants to be banged like a door by you!» he snapped, blushing immediately afterwards. He covered his face with a hand, to hide the blush, and mumbled a soft «Fuck» to himself.

Minho took his wrist gently and moved those little hands, to look into his eyes again: «Baby...»

Jisung looked down: «I would like to be able to tell you things like this every day, but...» he sighed, biting his inner lip, «But I can't.»

Minho scrutinized Han's expression, he looked really mortified about that. He opened his mouth to speak, to reassure him, to tell him that he loved him that way, so shy and embarrassed about everything, but Han preceded him:

«I need a little help, at least at the beginning.» he concluded, looking at his boyfriend with a pleading look.

Minho smiled kindly and grabbed Han's hands, pulling him closer. He stroked the backs of his hands with his thumb and looked up at him, while still sitting on the bed.

«And what do you want me to do, baby?» he asked, looking at him with those eyes that said "You are the most beautiful thing on Earth, Han Jisung".

«Let me do, next time.» the younger whispered, gaining confidence under that loving gaze, «Of course, only if you want it»

Minho smiled mischievously, moving his hands to Han's buttocks and squeezing them hard:

«You have no idea how much I want it and how difficult it is every time to resist you» he said in a soft voice. Then he made Han sit on his thighs and leaned into his ear to whisper:

«You are so damn sexy, I don't want to say no to you...»

Han felt a shiver run down his spine and looked down at his boyfriend: «So, please, don't do it.» he said, scratching his nose in embarrassment.

Minho smiled: «Okay, baby, I can't wait to see you unleash on me.» he said, winking mischievously.

«Yah!» Han slapped him on the shoulder and then burst out laughing. Minho enjoyed being a jerk, but Han loved everything about him, even that sassy part of that strange guy.

«Come on, I made you breakfast» the older announced, making the younger one get up and patting him on the butt, as they made their way to the kitchen.

After that talk the months went by, their relationship went on smoothly, between cuddles and vanilla sex, and they were happy. Until... They were invited to Chan's birthday party.

Minho felt restless in the previous days. Would Han have drunk? And should he have drunk too? Would he have been able to do what he promised Han?

These thoughts also tormented him during the evening. Part of him was still afraid Han would have done something he'd regret, but he made a mental note to try letting him do it and see where it would have taken them.

They'd had sex often before, sweet, gentle sex. Han blushed, wanted the lights off all the time, he was embarrassed by his body and didn't take much initiative. So Minho had no idea what his kinks and hidden dreams might be. But he was curious to find out, and he thought that if Han was going beyond the limits of either of them, he could stop him.

He reached the house where Han and Felix had lived for a few years and switched off the engine, sure it would still have taken them several minutes to show up. Chronic latecomers.

When Minho finally saw Felix's head popping out the door he grinned seeing the little blond Australian in a miniskirt. Felix had always been gender fluid and that evening, Minho was sure of it, he wanted to try once again to impress Chan, who seemed to have already friend-zoned him several times. But Felix was the most stubborn being Minho had ever known. He was even worse than his three cats and Han.

Minho's smile faded as his boyfriend appeared behind the blond. What the hell he was wearing?!

Han walked towards the car showing off a completely see-through shirt, a leather blazer, and some skintight black pants. He was nothing less then breathtaking.

He opened the passenger door, with Minho's eyes never leaving him, and greeted him with a smile, while Felix sat in the back seat: «Hey, Jagi!»

Minho closed his mouth, which had remained open in astonishment, and looked at his boyfriend: «You are...»

Han blushed slightly and lowered his gaze, anxiously awaiting the verdict. He never dressed like that and he was afraid Minho didn't like it. Not hearing the older continue he looked up and met those sweet cat-like eyes.

Minho smiled: «You are wonderful, my prince»

Felix chuckled, reminding them of his presence: «Minho, don't drool»

«And how can I not to? Have you seen him?» Minho repeated, making Han blush like hell.

The older leaned towards him and placed a kiss on his soft cheek and, before starting the car to leave, he whispered: «You are beautiful, Han Jisung, and you are mine»

Han felt a shiver run down his spine and glanced at Felix, to make sure he hadn't heard it, but luckily the blonde was checking his makeup in a mirror.

Minho drove with a smile to the location of Chan's party, while Han and Felix chatted, trying to guess the other guests.

«I wonder if that Hyunjin guy would be there again» Han chuckled, seeing Felix roll his eyes.

«I hope not! The last few times he wouldn't let go of me, it was creepy!» the Aussie snapped, with an annoyed grimace.

Minho listened to them absently, but whenever he could he placed his hand on Han's thigh, stroking it gently.

They arrived at the party and found that there were definitely more people than they expected. Han felt a little out of place dressed like that, many girls and even several boys gave him looks that he couldn't - or didn't want to - decipher, but Minho stroked his hand and smiled at him encouragingly. Han could dress the fuck he wanted, no one had to make him feel out of place.

Felix hugged Chan, everyone wished him "Happy birthday" and congratulated him on the party. The place was gorgeous, elegantly decorated inside, with a large swimming pool and a fairy-tale garden outside.

Chan hugged them all, complimented Han on the outfit and Felix pouted. He hopes to receive a compliment from the older Australian as well, but Chan didn't seem interested in him in that sense. In fact, he wasn't even interested in boys.

«In the dining room you will find the buffet and alcohol, help yourself» the birthday boy smiled and the Minsung walked in the invited direction, while Felix tugged at Chan's sleeve.

«And how do I look?» he asked him, pursing his lips in a pout.

Chan smiled softly. He knew that Felix had always had a crush on him but he had told him he was straight and there was no way he could reciprocate those feelings.

But when it came to complimenting Felix, who was one of the most handsome boys he'd ever seen, he never backed down: «You look fabulous» he smiled.

«Chan-hyung! Oh, Felix!» a ringing voice came from behind Felix and the blond was horrified, remembering perfectly who it belonged to.

Hyunjin.

"Oh fuck." he thought, cursing Han for abandoning him.

«Minhooooo» Han had drunk. He had drunk far too much and he had clung to Minho like a mussel, throwing him onto one of the deckchairs by the pool, fortunately in a poorly lit corner.

«Tell me, baby» Minho grinned, looking at those shining eyes and that flushed face. That boy was so damn good looking.

Han slid his hand up the zip of Minho's pants and moaned: «Give it to me, please»

Minho suddenly blushed, stiffening. He looked around: they were in the middle of a fucking party.

«Baby, I would like to, but it's full of people...»

Han sat up awkwardly, straddling Minho, and took off his leather jacket: «I'm so hot...» he gasped, remaining with that thin see-through shirt wrapping his toned body.

«Baby, don't you mind that everyone sees you?» Minho asked, concerned. 

«Mh mh» Han shook his head. He didn't care at all.

«Didn't you say that I'm yours?» he smirked, running a finger on Minho's pec, covered only by a satin shirt. Han's finger passed over the older's nipple, who held back a moan and blocked the younger's wrists.

«You are mine» he whispered, looking Han in the eyes.

«And don't you want to let everybody know?» the boy continued, biting his bottom lip.

Minho was going crazy. Han was so hot and seeing him so provocative was just too much.

«Baby, don't tease me...» he sighed, as Han's hand slid over his already hard erection.

«It seems to me that you want me here too, among all these people...» Han whispered.

«Ji...» the older gasped as Jisung's hand moved and the younger rubbed his cock against Minho's through the pants.

Jisung made their members touch through the elegant clothes and lay back on Minho, resting his almost bare chest on him.

«Shit, Ji...»

Han silenced Minho by passing his tongue over his lower lip and then starting to explore that warm mouth, with the aftertaste of some alcohol whose name he didn't even know. His pelvis kept moving, creating friction between their members.

«I want you to come here, in front of everyone, without me even touching you» Han whispered, continuing to rotate his hips.

Minho barely looked around: no one was paying attention to them, several couples were making out, some even in the pool. He put his hands on Han's hips and helped him with his movements:

«Okay, baby, do what you want to me» he accepted, closing his eyes.

Han smiled and stopped abruptly, making the older open his eyes again. He stood up, took off his shirt and pants, under Minho's stunned gaze:

«Ji, what are you...»

«I'm hot, I want to go to the pool» Han murmured, drunk. Did he at least know what he was doing?

He stayed in his boxers and went to the pool, confident that Minho would follow him. And in fact the older, after swearing, took off his clothes and joined him.

The water was bloody cold too, it was May anyway. Minho shivered and rubbed his arms to warm up.

Han looked at him with a smile and approached him, making him lean his back against the edge of the pool and leaning completely against him. Their soaked boxers touched and moments later their erections were there again, pressed against each other. Their wet bodies were caressing each other.

Han bit his lip looking Minho in the eyes. He wanted to drive him crazy.

He resumed rubbing against him, enjoying the sight of Minho trying not to change his facial expression. Han's hands were gripping the edge of the pool, biceps tight and wet, his hair dripping onto his face. He was perfect.

«You are beautiful, you know that?» Minho whispered, grabbing him by the hips.

«Mmh... Just beautiful?» Han murmured, pushing against the older's crotch.

«And bloody sexy» Minho gasped, jaw clenching.

«I want to make you cum like this» Han gasped, grabbing Minho's neck and starting to suck it. 

Minho let go, trying to ignore the people around them. There wasn't a sober one probably. His grip on Han's hips got stronger, he was close and the younger one understood it, increasing the rhythm of rubbing.

«Damn, Ji...» Minho gasped and poured into his boxers, blushing immediately.

Jisung smiled victoriously and bit the other's upper lip.

«Now I want you to take me home and fuck me» he whispered to his boyfriend, making Minho's stomach lock up.

«Are you sure, baby?»

Han nodded mischievously.

Minho got out of the pool and helped Han get out too. He grabbed who knows who's towel and wiped his little boyfriend as best he could. They dressed and, having said goodbye to Chan and Felix, who had assured him that he had found a car ride, to Hyunjin's among other things, they left the party.

«I think you'll fall asleep before we get home» Minho sneered, starting the car and taking the silent and dark road they had taken on the outward.

Han raised a defiant eyebrow and knelt on his seat. Minho glanced at him before returning his gaze to the road:

«What are you doing, Ji?» he asked, alarmed.

Jisung didn't answer, he reached towards Minho's crotch and unbuttoned his pants.

«Ji!» Minho kept his hands on the wheel, staying focused on the road, «I'm driving, wait 10 minutes!»

But Han didn't want to wait, he couldn't wait.

«Min, I want your cock in my mouth now» he whimpered, pouting. 

«Okay, okay, at least let me stop!» the older chuckled, locking the younger one's hands with one of his. He pulled the car to the side of the road.

«Please, Minho...» Han prayed, licking his lips. He had never given him a blowjob and, in fact, he had never given it to anyone.

Minho undid his pants and slightly lowered his still wet boxers: «Jagi, are you sure?»

Han didn't answer. His eyes were fixed on Minho's throbbing member and he licked his lips. He leaned down and started running his tongue over the tip of the older, who let out a moan. Han opened his mouth wider and tried to take part of it into his mouth.

Holy shit, it was harder than he thought!

«Min» he looked up at his boyfriend, «Can you teach me?» he asked, softly.

Minho felt a pang in his heart. How could that boy be so soft and so hot at the same time?

He nodded and smiled. He gripped his base and guided his cock into his boyfriend's mouth.

«If it bothers you, stop me, okay?» he asked and Han nodded, without leaving that position. He ached everywhere, the car was uncomfortable, the gear was stuck in his knee, but he didn't care. He could only think of Minho's dick.

The older began to move Han's head, guiding him as his fingers entwined in his hair.

«Do you like it, baby?» he asked him, softly, fearfully. Han nodded, made him move his hand and grabbed the base of Minho's member himself, starting to move his head quickly, thrusting it as deep as possible.

«Oh shit, Ji!»

Encouraged by those moans, Jisung went even faster, until he heard Minho gasp: «I'm coming, baby».

Jisung took the last few strokes before feeling warm, slightly salty splashes on the palate and throat. The idea of Minho cumming in his mouth was so arousing that he felt the need to cum. He stood up and without leaving Minho a moment, slid the seat back, straddling one of Minho's thighs and starting to rub his crotch against it.

«Woah, so needy, baby?» Minho smiled, enjoying the view.

Han threw his head back, supporting himself with his hands on the seat. His bare, muscular chest barely illuminated by the night light was in front of Minho's face, who bent slightly to lick his nipple.

Minho didn't help Han, he let the younger one fuck himself on his thigh and he just enjoyed the show, occasionally giving him a little kiss on his chest or neck. Han came in his pants, panting so hard that Minho looked at him in ecstasy. He had never heard him make those sounds. Did he hold back that hard usually?

«Wow, baby...» Minho smiled, as Han snuggled against his chest to recover from the strong orgasm, «You are amazing»

The younger smiled, buried his head in Minho's neck and didn't want to know to go back to his seat. Minho started the car and drove carefully into the deserted streets, with Han wrapped around his chest. 

When they reached Han's house, Minho took him in his arms and carried him to the bedroom, gently placing him on the bed. He bent down to kiss his nose and look at his sleeping face.

«I told you you'd fall asleep before we get home» he smiled.

But he was startled as a hand reached out to grab his shirt.

«Mm, Min?» Han murmured, opening his eyes, glistening with sleep.

«Tell me, love»

«Could you please fuck me now?»

. - . - . - . 

Elle's note:

Oookay my baby stars, how are you?

Today I injured myself with a used needle at work and went to the hospital. I'll have to check for a few months, but I'm okay. It was a bit scared indeed.

Anywaaaay! Minsung again, I'm never tired of them LOL

I wrote this really really quick so please let me know if you like it and if you would like a part 2!! 

Kisses <3