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Seungmin let out a shuddering breath, hiding his face. His arms were slung around Jeongin’s neck, legs splayed on either side of Jeongin’s lap. He fought to keep his breathing as he adjusted to Jeongin’s size, snug inside of him and desperately trying not to seem as affected by it as he was.
“You okay?” Jeongin asked with a chuckle. A hand gently rubbing up and down Seungmin’s back.
“Shut up,” Seungmin grumbled.
“I’m being nice,” Jeongin laughed.
Seungmin bit at his shoulder, admittedly a little hard, just to feel the semblance of control he usually had. It wasn’t like he really went that hard on Jeongin usually, it’s just that Jeongin usually turned into a moaning mess so quickly. The fact that he wasn’t coupled with this position feeling oh so vulnerable had his guard up.
After a quick yelp from Jeongin from the sudden bite Seungmin felt a hand in his hair, gently brushing through it.
“You don’t need to bite me just because you’re feeling shy and awkward.” Jeongin hummed, tone decidedly kind. “Are you not going to look at me at all?”
Seungmin knew it would be bratty or pathetic for him to refuse and hide the entire time so he steeled himself before pulling back and looking Jeongin in the eye.
“I’ll look at you,” Seungmin mumbled, ignoring the burning in his cheeks. “This was my idea anyway.” And it was. They had yet to try it because Seungmin had figured Jeongin had no interest in topping. It was only after mentioning having tried it once or twice that Seungmin thought it could be fun to try. It would give them more versatility and he enjoyed that.
He had just severely underestimated how he would feel sitting on Jeongin’s cock, being held in his lap in a way that made him feel so safe it was almost scary. The feeling was almost overwhelming and he wondered if this is why Jeongin got so easily teary when in his lap or under him and being showered in kisses. It was so nice in a way Seungmin wasn’t used to.
Seungmin shifted a little, both of them letting out soft gasps at the sensation. He tried his best to hold Jeongin’s gaze.
“Seriously,” Jeongin asked. “Are you alright?”
“Yeah,” Seungmin breathed. “It’s just a little different. Just not used to feeling like this.”
A grin drew across Jeongin’s lips.
“I know for a fact you stick your fingers up your ass when you’re alone.”
“That’s not what I meant,” Seungmin snorted, secretly grateful for Jeongin lightening the mood.
“So you’re just not used to being a sweet little cock sleeve then?” Jeongin was mostly joking and Seungmin knew it but it didn’t stop him from blushing harder.
“Shut the fuck up!”
“Don’t tell me you like that,” Jeongin said.
“No,” Seungmin’s eyes flickered away and Jeongin grabbed his chin gently, coaxing him to look him in the eye once again.
“You’re such a good cock sleeve,” Jeongin cooed.
“I’m gonna kill you,” Seungmin groaned, pulling his face away and hiding it in Jeongin’s neck again, dignity be damned. Jeongin was laughing, but he was also running his fingers through Seungmin’s hair soothingly.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t resist.”
“You could have,” Seungmin muttered.
“Okay, then I didn’t want to resist.”
Seungmin sighed, he had to admit that he appreciated Jeongin’s tendency to be a little silly if it would break the tension. It saved Seungmin the embarrassment of telling him about his feelings, at least in the moment when there were other new feelings to contend with. He felt Jeongin press a kiss to the top of his head.
“Alright, I’ll be nice,” Jeongin snickered.
“You better.” Seungmin issued the empty threat.
“I already let you be on top,” Jeongin pointed out.
“I always let you pick the position when you’re bottoming.” Seungmin mumbled.
“Shhhhhh, I’m trying to be nice.” Jeongin said. It was enough to make Seungmin giggle and he felt the arm Jeongin had around him tighten to squeeze him in a hug. He pressed a kiss to Jeongin’s neck with a smile on his lips as he nuzzled in, trying to bask in the warm, safe feeling instead of shying away from it.
Seungmin instinctively tightened his arms around Jeongin as he ground his hips down, moaning as a result. Jeongin wasn’t quite as loud and Seungmin felt himself curl into Jeongin’s form a little more, beating back the worries from his mind. He still tried not to be too loud as he kept his movements slow and explored this new territory with his partner. He felt Jeongin wrap both arms around him in a tight hug as their breathing grew heavy together and quiet moans filled the room.
“It’s all good,” Jeongin murmured, voice breathy. “I got you.”