𝐜𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐣𝐨𝐛𝐬
── ˚₊‧ 💋 ɞ₊‧˚ yunho x mingi ── mdni 𓆩♡𓆪 smut, oral sex, praise, sleepy/dom!yunho, sub!mingi, a little spit messy… ⸝⸝ᵕ ༯ᵕ⸝⸝ just a little morning treat <3 ── word count: ⁸⁸⁰ 🖤 “he wanted to be good. he wanted to take it all.”
A/N: just wrote this cause I kept thinking about about their cock sizes and how they’re both big, but yunho is definitely bigger so it’s harder for mingi to take all of him in his mouth. it turns mingi on but frustrates him at the same time. plus I needed to post something just to dip my toe back into the writing pool so did this real quick, enjoy ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊
The house was still. Only the low burble of the automatic coffee machine filled the quiet, a soft hum that grounded Mingi in the rhythm of morning. He yawned, rubbed at his eyes, and stretched. His muscles ached from sleep, his throat dry from breathing through his mouth. He padded barefoot down the hallway, making his way to the kitchen.
He sat two mugs on the counter — one for him, one for Yunho.
He poured the first cup, black and fragrant, then carried it back toward the bedroom. He wasn’t in a rush. He just wanted to see him again. Yunho always slept deeply, limbs everywhere, mouth slack and soft. Mingi loved him most like that — unguarded, peaceful.
But when he pushed the door open, the coffee nearly slipped from his fingers.
Yunho had kicked the sheets off in his sleep — as usual — but this time, he was on his back, one arm tossed over his head, chest rising and falling with slow, even breaths. His legs were slightly parted. And nestled against his thigh, bold and obscene, was his cock — hard. Thick. Leaking. Pressed along the skin like it belonged there.
Mingi stopped in the doorway, breath catching. Heat flushed over him fast and sharp. His mouth watered.
“Fuck,” he whispered, eyes locked on the sight.
He knew he shouldn’t. Yunho was still asleep, unaware. But Mingi couldn’t look away. That gorgeous length, the twitch of it against Yunho’s thigh, the soft sound of his snoring in the background — it was too much.
He set the mug down. Quiet. Careful.
Then sank to his knees at the edge of the bed.
His hands shook just a little as he reached out, brushing his fingers lightly along the base. Yunho didn’t stir — just shifted slightly, letting out a low breath through his nose. Mingi bit his lip, eyes wide. He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to the tip, tongue flicking out to taste the bead of slick already gathered there.
God, he was so big. Mingi’s jaw ached just looking at him.
But this? This was a chance. A moment to practice, to take his time — to prove to himself he could do better. That he could take more.
His lips parted as he slowly began to sink down, deliberate and eager.
Mingi exhaled through his nose, eyes fluttering shut as he slowly eased his mouth farther down. His tongue flattened beneath the weight, guiding Yunho’s cock as he worked it deeper, stretching his jaw. He gagged softly, but didn’t stop — never even considered stopping. He pulled back only slightly, spit-slick and focused, then sank down again, hand gripping the base and stroking in rhythm with his mouth.
Breathing heavy now, tongue out, spit pooling on Yunho’s skin. Mingi’s thighs clenched with every low moan he made, each one vibrating through Yunho’s length as he worked him over with aching devotion.
He wanted to be good.
He wanted to take it all.
A deep breath. Then another glide down. He was dripping now, half from arousal, half from the effort of it all — so turned on it was almost dizzying.
And then Yunho shifted.
A soft grunt. The twitch of his hips.
Then a sharp inhale.
Mingi froze for half a second — just long enough to look up, wet lips still wrapped around the head of Yunho’s cock.
Yunho’s eyes cracked open, unfocused at first, until they landed on the view below him.
And then his entire body tensed.
His toes curled against the sheets. One hand flew into Mingi’s hair, gripping tight but not forcing — just holding. His mouth fell open around a sound between a moan and a gasp.
“Mingi— fuck. Baby.”
Mingi moaned around him in response, tongue swirling, cheeks hollowing as he took him deeper again. Yunho’s head dropped back, his abs tightening, the sound he made fully wrecked and breathless.
“You’re… fuck— you’re such a good princess,” he groaned, fingers curling in Mingi’s hair like he never wanted to let go. “Look at you… taking me so well…”
Mingi whimpered at the praise, cock throbbing untouched beneath him. The word princess went straight to his spine, molten and bright. His hips rocked slightly against the bed as he sucked harder, tongue relentless, tears slipping from the corners of his eyes.
“You wanted this bad, huh?” Yunho whispered, breath ragged, voice thick with sleep and arousal. “Didn’t even wake me up first…”
Mingi moaned again — a broken, desperate sound that made Yunho’s hips jerk.
Yunho looked down at him, eyes dark and soft all at once. “You’re making me feel so good, baby. So fucking good.”
The praise made Mingi even more greedy, the fire in his belly catching fast. He was confidently sucking his boyfriend off without getting flustered, taking more of him down his throat than he ever had before.
The large fist in his hair tightened, Yunho’s eyes glazing over as he watched Mingi choke himself trying to take him deeper. “My pretty boy,” he hummed proudly, “nearly swallowing my whole cock, aren’t you?”
Mingi lifted his face, silvery strings drawing from Yunho’s erection to his plump pink lips, as the younger licked sweetly at the salty flesh, basking in satisfaction and hunger.
And that was before Yunho started fucking his throat.
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