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    “Hyung?” Jisung murmurs. Minho hums, listening. “Have you ever had car sex?”

    Especially with Han Jisung.

    Minho likes to think he’s mastered the art of nonchalance, but sometimes Jisung knows exactly how to veer him off track, knows what to say to surprise him.

    Minho sputters, swerving. “Jesus—“

    Another beat or three of silence. "Hyung?” Jisung squeaks. Minho hums again. “You— uh— you never answered my question.”

    “Why? Why are you asking me that?” Minho’s lip catches between his teeth.

    He sees Jisung shrug from his periphery, a small lift of his shoulders. “I dunno. Curious, I guess.”

    Minho swallows around the lump in his throat. “Have . . . have you?”

    “I asked you first.” Jisung’s reply is almost instant, his eyes back on Minho.

    “No, I haven’t.” The answer feels like he’s coughing up water from his lungs, a sudden breath of fresh air.

    There’s a brief pause between them as Minho presses the gas when the light turns green before Jisung mutters, “Neither have I.”

    (OR minho is in love with jisung and will do anything to make him happy. even if that means retaking his virginty in the front seat of the car in the middle of the night.)

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    26 Aug 2024

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    Jisung is kissing him before Minho even has a chance to stand up. Hot, desperate lips, fingers slipping under the hem of Minho’s shirt without hesitation. Minho arches into him, bows his head back, allowing Jisung’s lips to travel.

    Maybe he’ll do it now. Bite Minho. Drink from him. Minho’s legs will go weak and his knees will give and he’ll cease feeling like he’s too heavy for his own bones.

    “I’m not biting you in the middle of my dining room, sweetheart,” Jisung drags his teeth across Minho’s throat, teasing.

    (OR: Jisung is a vampire; Minho indulges.)

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    26 Aug 2024

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    It’s white hot, swirls right above his groin. And the next time Minho sucks air through his teeth, redness on his neck deepening at each pinprick of discomfort, jaw tensing to bear the sting, Jisung realizes it’s… it’s more than that.

    He likes seeing Minho in pain.

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    Minho gets his first tattoo, and it kickstarts Jisung’s rapid decent toward insanity (horniness).

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    26 Sep 2024

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    “Pretty boy. You’re so pretty, baby.”

    Pretty. He’s pretty. He sighs. Jisung can’t tell if he’s imagining it, if the warm breath atop his head is just the physical manifestation of his thoughts leaving him, but it feels good anyway. Pretty.

    “Too bad you behave like a slut.”

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    26 Sep 2024

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