It wasnāt something you were use to when it came to Minho, but you couldnāt complain. He knew how to push your buttons but not to the point where he was a tease. His hands were soft against your skin and the taste of him lingered on your lips when he moved down to your neck.
He came home upset. Obviously something had happened at work, but you didnāt want to pry knowing heād fess up and tell you when he was ready.
What you werenāt expecting was him to pull your back to his chest. Usually if he was upset heād take his frustrations out on you, use your body for his own anger management and then care for you after. This new kind of touch came to you by surprise.
āMinho whatās wrong?ā You asked in a hushed tone.
āJust want you.ā He mumbled. āBut I feel like I treat you like shit when Iām angry so I just wanna hold you.ā
The confession made your heart clench a little. āYouāve never treated me poorly. What are you talking about?ā You pulled out of his hold to turn around and look at him. He was staring at the ground now, almost like a moping child.
āChan said that you told him Iām rough with you when Iām angry, and he tried to convince me not to come home to you.ā He confessed. āIf I hurt yo-ā
āHey no.ā You interrupted, āyouāve never hurt me. Chan mustāve misunderstood what I was telling him. Youāve never hurt me.ā
He still stood there sulking though. His eyes were glassy and spaced out, like he was going to cry.
āHe told me there was a night that you called him really upset because I was too rough.ā He continued.
Itās true. There was a night that you called Chan, but it wasnāt because you were in any sort of pain. You were just pissed.
āI called him that night because you didnāt seem to care about me that day. You were at work from before dawn to after the sun set, and you didnāt call me all day to tell me where you were,ā You could feel that anger pulse through you again, āand then when you finally did come home you didnāt say two words to me before telling me to bend over the back of the couch.ā
āSo when you finally got done with me and pushed me to the side and fell asleep I called the first person I could think of because I felt used and-ā
āWhy didnāt you tell me?ā He interrupted.
You had almost forgotten he was there. The realization of it all came too quick. Small tears pricked your eyes, and Minho immediately pulled you to his chest.
āI hadnāt realized until now that thatās what always happens when your frustrated.ā You whispered.
He hugged you tighter pressing little kisses to the base of your neck. āIām so sorry.ā
You guess thatās what led to the current position you were in.
You werenāt use to it. Not when it was Minho being soft, but you couldnāt complain.
He left love bites instead of red marks on every visable part of your body. He took his time rather than just bending you over. He helped you relax instead of causing a constant tense state.
He pushed in slowly rather than frantically, staying still to wait for your adjustment. You moaned out when he finally began to move, biting down on his shoulder to keep from being too loud.
The sounds that escaped your throat had never touched Minhos ears before. He couldnāt remember the last time you were this responsive to him. The thought of that only drove him to go harder and slower. He wanted this to last for as long as possible.
Obviously that wouldnāt be much longer. The choked hiccups that you were giving him could confirm that you wouldnāt last much longer.
āYou can let go baby.ā He whispered into your neck.
You groaned, releasing your frustration. The shocks of it all caused your thighs to shake. You were a whiney mess now, babbling incoherently while Minho released also.
He pulled out slowly, admiring the way your body was presented towards him.
āYouāre so so beautiful.ā
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