NOTE: before we begin, i would just like to settle a few things. firstly, this is an excerpt from my social media au on twitter, wildest dreams. if you want a bit of more context to this, then feel free to read it. secondly, this is a member x member smut part. if you are uncomfortable with it, then feel free to skip!
surely, the events that happened after that fleeting kiss surely lead to something else, something even better. you could say that the two spent the rest of their night recollecting memories of their interactions on twitter, or the other embarrassing moments of their friends that the both of them weren’t ashamed to tell. don’t get them wrong, they did do those things. well, after doing the one thing they’ve always wanted to do together.
the room was dim, the doors were locked, and minho and jisung’s clothes were discarded on the furred carpets of jisung’s hotel room. it was nearing eleven in the evening, and they were both aware that they were supposed to be up by seven tomorrow to catch their flight back to korea. however, they got carried away, and they didn’t mind one bit.
the bedsheets were crumpled with jisung’s hands fisting at the cloth, and the moans that left his lips were like crescendos to minho’s ears when he propped himself on jisung’s back, thrusting his cock hard within the rim of his ass in a speed that jisung always dreamed of feeling. he felt like he was about to see stars with the way minho’s touches set his entire body on fire, on hand snaking around his throat to constrict it to jisung’s pleasure, and another hand scissoring and playing with his overstimulated cock, making his tip drip with more cum per second. it wasn’t like the moans he was giving off wasn’t helping minho with his situation. he felt like he was close to coming, and jisung could tell by the strained grunts minho was letting out when he slammed the hilt of his cock further into his ass, letting the younger scream out in pleasure before minho enraptured his lips on his very own, muffling the noise sounding on jisung’s throat.
“g-god, you feel so fuckin’ good--” jisung panted through the kiss, and he shivered when minho pulled his bottom lip down, and sucked on it till it went red. by this time, his thrusts have paced down to a more fluid pace, and jisung could almost feel himself tremble with overstimulation from minho. with feeble attempts to grasp at minho’s hair, he whimpered when he felt his thumbs graze at his inner thighs, his touch somewhat forgiving from all the other things he made jisung feel earlier.
“ji, baby…” minho husked, eyes shut and teeth pulled together in a low growl as he let his lips plant themselves sloppily against jisung’s bruising neck. “i’m--i’m getting close.”
jisung nodded, his mouth tired from yelling out his name for the past hour they’ve began having sex. he switched himself so that he was laying beneath minho once more, and watched him as he came apart, head thrown back in relief, panting heavily at his release. fuck, he looked so hot like that. it didn’t even help him with the way minho gripped the bedsheets beside him, and sooner or later, jisung came as well, clasping minho’s arms to help steady himself. it was silent after that, only the remainder of their breaths mixing with the sex in the evening air. minho flopped himself on top of jisung, burying his face on his bare chest, and jisung brought his hand to card through minho’s brown locks, taking in the after effect.
“i can’t believe i just did that.” minho breathed out, smiling up at jisung. “all my life, i’ve been wondering what it was like to hold you like that, to have sex with you like that. i never knew you would be amazing at it.”
jisung blushed at the sudden flow of praises coming out of minho’s mouth, and the words ended up as jumbles on his throat before he could even muster a full and coherent sentence. “please, you’ve been on my mind ever since i saw you on twitter. who knew a fan of mine would be caught up in my wildest dreams.” when he looked down at minho, he giggled softly at the cringe he let out as he watched him roll over beside him so that he could see him more clearly. “can you not call me your fan? it sounds weird…”
“it sounds like some 100k word, porn-with-plot, romance and smut genre on wattpad where the main character ends up having sex with his idol, i get it. it is true, though! you’re living a wattpad life!” jisung lifted himself so that he was eye-to-eye with minho, and his grin widened when minho slapped him softly on his shoulder, sending him a pout that jisung adored looking at for as long as he could.
“are you tired?” minho said after a moment, lifting his hand to wipe some sticky strands off of jisung’s hair. jisung didn’t fail to notice the slight frown that etched across minho’s face as he did so. “i was pretty hard on you back there. i’m sorry if i hurt you in any way, i didn’t mean to do that.”
the trails of minho’s eyes down the bruises he inflicted on jisung’s skin, the growing soreness on his inner thighs, that was all because of him. minho didn’t mean to go overboard, and he instantly felt guilty that jisung would have to go through some trouble masking the hickeys and walking to the airport. the younger noticed his shift in mood, and cupped minho’s cheek to face him. “hey, you don’t hurt me, minho. did you already forget what i told you earlier or did your silly short-term memory forget what i said? ah, you must’ve been blinded by my dashing good looks, was that it? if that’s the case, i understand.”
minho scoffed a smile at jisung’s attempt to cheer him up, to reassure him that he was fine. gently, he kissed jisung’s rested palm, and drew their fingers together as minho nodded. “yeah, i’ll never hurt you.”
with a soft smile, jisung tried to keep his eyes open so that he could find some more time to talk to minho, but he could feel the sleepiness hitting him harder than expected. “now that you mention it, i am pretty tired…”
“then sleep.” minho murmured, caressing his thumb on jisung’s knuckles as he fought the urge to coo at the way jisung’s droopy eyes were fighting to look at him. when jisung finally succumbed into a deep sleep, minho pulled himself closer to his chest, playing with the strands of jisung’s hair and staring down at the boy’s sleeping form before smiling gently himself. if he were to be honest, this all felt like some dream he was living in. everything just felt so unreal, but real at the same time. he had expected jisung to reject him earlier, but it was that one kiss jisung shut him up in that reassured minho that jisung forgave him for anything that he did to him in the past. he dimly wondered about what they currently were, but he was thinking a little far ahead for that to come up as the subject. for now, he was content as he could be, wrapping himself in jisung’s arms, heart soaring amidst the hot evening.
