Lonely_Moon07
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Minho didn’t just love being the mother of the group; no, he loved being a mother to Jeongin—was insatiably devoted to mothering only him in all the ways he knew how. It was only natural of course, because Minho was in love with Jeongin. So in love that he let it direct his every thought and action.
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“Um…” Jisung utters then awkwardly offers the lube and condom back to Hyunjin.
“You’re not–” Hyunjin cuts himself off before blinking down at Jisung like he’s trying to solve a complicated math equation.
Considering the man used to claim he did his school work in his heart, it’s very possible.
“Huh?” Jisung answers eloquently.
“I thought you…”
“What?”
“You’re not a top?”
“No?” Jisung tilts his head in confusion, baffled as to how Hyunjin got that impression of him. “Aren’t you?”
Brows pinching together, Hyunjin quietly shakes his head, and Jisung feels like someone dumped cold water on him. “No,” the other murmurs, his eyes fixed on the lube and condom. “I never top.”
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OR: After sharing an eye-opening kiss with Hyunjin during a drunken game of spin the bottle, Jisung conjures up a plan to seduce him. Things come to a screeching halt when they learn they're both bottoms, or do they? Follow Jisung through the messy trails and tribulations of lusting after Hwang Hyunjin during the Dominate World Tour. -
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Minho's eyes dipped. He caught the pink garter around Jisung’s waist first; he lingered on the intricate lace, the flowered pattern dancing along Jisung's honey skin. It took him a beat to regard the white stockings the garter belt was attached to, then another for the matching pink panties.
At least, Minho assumed the pink panties matched the garter belt. They were rolled up against Jisung's slick cock, stopped just at the base of his shaft. He wondered if it hurt. If Jisung liked the chafing from the fabric.
Jisung's hips shifted again, and Minho watched as Jisung's cock glided against a pillow. And then, he caught it. A flash of silver in a sea of white.
Jisung whimpered. “Hyung.”
or minho walks in on jisung humping a pillow, and it leads to more than he ever expected
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- Part 4 of the chronicles of jisung's piercings
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Was this an accident? Why the fuck was Jisung sending him buldge pics on a tuesday? Or any day, for that matter. Jeongin hurriedly clicked off of the photo and turned back towards his room, typing as he went.
Jeongin: and why exactly are you sending me this??
Jisung’s response came in quickly.
Jisung: come on help a bro out!
how else am i supposed to know if its good enough to send?Jisung keeps sending Jeongin nudes and asking him for feedback. Jeongin's totally not affected by it and also totally not in love.
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- Part 1 of Nudes AU
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“Then who do you like?” Jisung asks with what he hopes is a steady, light voice. “You can tell me, I wouldn’t judge you. I could even help you, be your wingman.”
Minho grabs his wrist and pins it down. “Jisung, do you really not know?”
“I–I don’t know who you like,” Jisung says defensively. “How would I know? You never talk to me about your feelings.”
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Or: Jisung is convinced that his hot childhood best friend doesn't like him back. Fool.