Summary: Seungmin had pretty fingers and Jooyeon had a thing for putting things in his mouth 🔞
Words: 731
Content/smut warnings under the cut ♡
a/n: okay so uh. yes this is very short and not on the day i wanted it to be. to be honest i got stuck and kinda tired of looking at it so it's not? the best? but i tried. hope you enjoy anyway <3
Smut warnings: dom/sub, finger sucking, dacro, hand jobs, coming untouched, spit kink, mentioned anal sex
Seungmin had pretty fingers and Jooyeon had a thing for putting things in his mouth. It was a match made in heaven. Or, it should have been, anyway.
The reality of it was that as much as Jooyeon craved having his mouth full, especially fingers pressing down on his tongue, Seungmin could get a little mean with it when he really wanted to. He knew how much Jooyeon could handle. He knew how to make Jooyeon cry.
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Figuring it all out had been an accident. Seungmin was known for smacking his hand over Jooyeon's mouth when he said something out of line—it was the name they'd been given, after all—but the turning point was moving too quickly for Jooyeon to close it in time. Instead of covering his lips to shut him up, two of his fingers slipped between them. Their wide eyes locked at the soft whimper Jooyeon let out involuntarily, Seungmin turning his hand down to push them in further making Jooyeon's flutter closed, not bothering to hold back a moan when they pressed down.
While Jooyeon had always been good with his mouth, something about it was definitely different. They'd thankfully been alone in their shared bedroom, Jooyeon whining when the fingers slipped out after he dropped to his knees, but Seungmin shuffled backwards to sit on the bottom bunk before he could try to go for them again. Jooyeon eagerly followed, wasting no time in pulling Seungmin's pants down take his dick in his hand, but instead of putting it in his mouth like he'd half-expected, Jooyeon went back for his fingers.
Watching Jooyeon drool over them while he jerked him off was something Seungmin couldn't even describe. It was weird, which wasn't too unusual for something with Jooyeon, but not bad. Definitely not bad, especially when his eyes opened with an extra shine. Seungmin couldn't explain why it made him come embarrassingly quickly, even shocking Jooyeon enough to draw back, staring stunned as he twitched through it.
It took a second for him to snap out of it, pulling his waistband away just enough to wrap the same hand around his cock, Seungmin only able to hear what Jooyeon was doing with the way he curled in on himself. He pressed his forehead to Seungmin's thigh when he came, only looking up when his breathing was less heavy, and it was clear Jooyeon knew something was different about it, too. They couldn't not explore it more.
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Everyone had their own thing with each other. That was just how the dynamics worked out over time. Seungmin wasn't the only one who could do it, obviously, but he knew he was Jooyeon's favourite for this.
It wasn't so much that what they did overall changed, but the amount of control Seungmin had over it did. He'd learnt to stop trying to shut Jooyeon up with his hand in public, and while it could have been put down to loosening the rope on his behaviour, it was just as much because of the chance they would have a situation they couldn't afford to deal with.
Coming untouched wasn't something Seungmin had intended to start making him do—that was almost entirely Hyeongjun's work—but it was fun. Making it so that all Jooyeon needed was fingers in his mouth was too good to pass up. Having him on the floor between Seungmin's legs like the first time, squirming and digging his nails into his palms, was the easiest way to make Jooyeon cry, and it wasn't Seungmin's fault that he looked so pretty with tears mixing with the spit running down his chin. It was Seungmin's favourite way to have him.
Jooyeon sprawled out on the bed with his wrists pinned as one of the others fucked into him was a close second. It wasn't that Seungmin didn't want to do it himself, but it was impossible to say no to them joining after they found out what he'd been doing to Jooyeon. Watching his eyes roll back as he slotted his fingers between his teeth, cheeks already wet with tears only getting worse when whoever they were with sped up, was a power trip Seungmin could never quite get used to.
All Jooyeon wanted was to come and all Seungmin wanted was to make him cry. Maybe it was a match made in heaven, after all.
