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Kibum was feeling great. He had fun, talked to his fans, made them happy, that made him happy too, as always, until..."Minho-hyung, you look like James Dean >< !!! Ah, I bet Minho Hyung got a lot of attention today..."Taemin's message lights up his phone screen, he doesn't have time to reply, right after that the gremlin sends him the link to a post in the group chat. Seriously, this brat is going to kill him one day.He doesn't wait long as he opens the link.It turns out it's a picture of Minho. Not just any picture. Fuck Choi Minho, he's not innocent, how does he have the nerve? That shouldn't be cool, by now, everyone must have gone crazy, just like him! Look, the man in question is wearing a tight tank top with a leather jacket, he looks gorgeous, completely perfect and so fuckable... which brings Kibum to another very crucial question, why does this man have the nerve?Minho is his.So why the hell did he think he could show off like this? And having the indecency to seem so oblivious to his own appeal? Kibum knows it's work, but frankly, he wants to strangle whoever came up with this idea, because now Kibum will have to deal with him, he has no choice!"Minho-man, that's so cool!!!!"Jinki Hyung replied using every exclamation possible."He's normal."Kibum tried, but Taemin wouldn't let him off the hook."Kibum Hyung, send me a picture of your beautiful face :)"Seriously, this brat…Kibum snorted and opened the private chat with his bandmate-boyfriend."Hey, come straight home today!"He sent a message, more like an announcement, Kibum was a little nervous waiting, but Minho didn't reply of course, probably busy. Well, Kibum can use that, for now, he'll try to be a good host for his fans.🔥It was almost two in the morning when Minho got home. What was that man doing? He had been excited all day, seething, ready for when Minho arrived, but as the hours passed, his excitement turned into something else. He was irritated, what was better than being home with him? He knew Minho's schedule, he knew Minho should be home by now. Kibum tossed and turned for the thousandth time, giving up, he got up, some tea should help. Careful not to wake the children, he moved through the rooms with light steps, it was easy to get to the kitchen when Kibum heard the soft unlocking of the front door. He tried to ignore how excited his heart wanted to get, but he wouldn't give in so quickly!Kibum listened intently to the familiar sound. Minho closing the door, shaking off his tiredness, putting everything back in its place, the shuffling of his feet on the floor. Kibum turned around, opened the fridge, and superficially pretended to be looking for something when he felt the unmistakable presence of that person. Suddenly, Minho was everywhere. His chest pressed Kibum against him, while his other arm circled around him to push the fridge door open. “Kibum-ah, why are you still awake?” Kibum didn’t respond, instead continuing to act natural as if he wasn’t trapped in a cage of warm muscles. “Do you think you can ignore me for much longer?” Minho wrapped his hand around Kibum’s slim waist, pulling him back against his groin. His breath hitched as Minho began to grind himself against him, painfully slow. Kibum cursed himself once more, why did he have to see those damn pictures? He burned the whole day, and Minho, noticing his ease, held him tighter, his hands tangling in the older man's soft hair. Kibum felt a shock of pleasure curse his body, a tingling sensation that went through him, that bastard knew exactly what he was doing."Hey, I missed you so much today, aren't you going to talk to me, baby?"Kibum didn't answer, he squirmed instead, he didn't think he could say something that wouldn't embarrass him. He would probably say something like:"Yeah, I thought about fucking you all day, or being fucked by you, it doesn't matter, I just want you so fucking bad, by the way, where the hell have you been?"So he didn't say anything yet.Trying impossibly hard to act normal, he picked up the cup from the counter and tried to continue drinking his tea as if he wasn't being crushed by that man."So you remembered that I exist?"Kibum spoke calmly, Minho stopped, he looked at Kibum intrigued and smiled. That Hyung's jealous side didn't show up often.Oh, he'll take advantage."Well... I had to socialize with the team... sorry for being late?"Kibum imagined Minho "socializing". All sweet and soft, that innocent and cute face combined with that body that does ridiculous things to people. Kibum knows, he's a victim too."Whatever, you do whatever you want, Choi."Minho smiled. He could clearly feel Kibum's irritation. The smaller man struggled a little, trying to get away, but again it was useless, Minho just held him tighter."Whatever I want, huh?""You're a grown man.""Hmm..."Minho was starting to like this a little too much."What if I want you? Right here?"The ridiculous feeling in the pit of his stomach bothered Kibum. How easy it was for Minho to irritate him! He didn't answer, but Minho could tell the effect, if the lick he gave his flushed ear was enough of a sign."Did you see me, Kibum-ah? Did you like my performance?""Hm.""Baby, I don't get it."Minho teased him."Yes, I did! You were great, got it? I won't do it again! " Kibum drank the rest of his tea in one gulp, he could feel himself crumbling under Minho's ministrations. "Do you need me to feed your ego? The whole internet is already doing that for me!""Ayo… aren't you really happy for me, Bammie?"Minho pretended to be a little annoyed by his lover's reluctance to praise him."Of course I am, idiot."Well, if Kibum said it too softly, he won't admit it. Minho felt his sincerity, when for a moment the irritation receded. Kibum was really proud of him although still irritated by jealousy."Thank you Jagiya, I'm glad you liked it..." Minho smiled, kissing Kibum's pink cheek, he teased him again. "Why haven't you kissed me yet?""I don't want to, I already brushed my teeth and you didn't.""You just drank tea."Kibum ignored his own obvious lie."So! You're also all sweaty and dirty from the street, go take a shower!"Minho doesn't give up, he squeezes Kibum as if he were an anti-stress ball."Come on, don't resist!"Kibum tried, but Minho wouldn't let him."I'm tired."He was, but Minho's actions left him more than awake."And you don't want to snuggle?"The smile in Minho's voice was annoying."What? Just because you're hot?""Oh, so you think I'm hot?""No, I don't!""Um, that's not what I've heard before…""Shut up, I don't want to know about you.""But honey, you love me!" Minho wanted to laugh, it was cute how stubborn Kibum could be in his bluff."I don't.""Is it about earlier? You know Taeminie was joking…""Hurum""Kibum-ah… so you didn't like the pictures? Did you see them? Kibum-ah… you don’t want me to touch you?""Yes, yes, I saw your damn pictures. I saw how you were showing off like a proud peacock. Choi Minho. Don’t you have an ounce of shame?!"Minho smiled in satisfaction. That was exactly what he wanted to hear. Kibum shivered as Minho’s big hand now roamed his body, teasing him, never too much. He wanted more from Kibum."I thought you didn’t want to see my body?" Minho whispered, his breath too hot blowing on Kibum’s neck. "Remember? That day, you said you didn’t want to see me, so why were you looking at my pictures, huh?"Kibum moaned as Minho’s hips rose and his cock twitched at the thought of Minho inside him. Again, finally. Minho started rubbing against him again, and Kibum could feel every inch of that huge body against him."I don’t—""But don’t you know that I’m all yours?""Min…"Kibum was close to losing his mind, but Minho had barely started."Minho—""Just say the word, Jagiya, I’ll give you everything." Minho murmured, nibbling on Kinum’s neck and watching the pale skin turn red with his marks. Kibum didn’t respond as a moan left his lips and Minho’s hand snaked into his pants. Minho grabbed a fistful of Kibum’s hair, gripping and pulling back until his beautiful flushed face was looking into his eyes, and he leaned closer so his lips hovered over Kibum’s, drinking in the dilated pupils and rosy cheeks. “Come on, I’m waiting, tell me what you want, princess.” He said softly, bringing Kibum’s lips to his with a rough kiss that left the older man trembling.Kissing Minho was always something, Kibum felt a little overwhelming, he kisses with passion and enthusiasm, like everything he does, Kibum burns, he feels overwhelming and he will break for sure.Minho sighs into his neck and Kibum feels Minho continue to mistreat him, leaving open-mouthed kisses and bites along the way, his voice is low and deep as he speaks against his ear."So you got jealous of me? I know you did, but don't worry baby." Kibum shivers and Minho smiles, holding his member tightly, his hands warm, while the other continues to trail his traitorous and willing body. "I'll show you that you don't need to.Kibum held back a moan as he felt himself starting to climb too high.“I—fuck, Ming!”“Tell me what you want.”“Oh, you—”“How, baby?”“I don’t know, just—just—”Kibum choked out the words, holding back his moans as Minho’s hand followed his and covered his hand as he fucked him with his hands.“I—I need you. I want you to take me, baby, please—”Kibum managed to get the words out before letting out a loud moan as Minho pushed his hand away and gripped him tighter, his cock and pre-cum spurting into Minho’s hand and his body aching with pleasure. He was a mess in Minho’s arms, he could feel his orgasm coming, and with the way Minho bit his neck, hard and rough as if he was marking Kibum as his—he was—then Kibum knew he was going to come soon.Black spots danced across his vision, he squeezed his eyes shut and had to close them as it became too much to even think about and his body felt like it was on fire, a certain kind of heat burning his skin that left him a sweaty, panting mess. He couldn’t take it - the way Minho’s rough hands covered his cock, the way Minho pressed himself against him as he disintegrated - it was too much, he couldn’t. He was so, so close.Minho didn’t bother waiting as he hurried to squeeze out of his ridiculously tight jeans and let the rest of his clothes come off in a blur. He was so ready. Walking quickly to the bedroom, he grabbed the small bottle of lube, when he came back Kibum still looked equally affected, leaning against the counter, he was barely holding himself together.“Turn around and lean against the counter,” Minho said, pouring some lube into his hand, and Kibum quickly complied. He gripped the counter tightly in anticipation as a warm hand touched his back and pushed him down, “Hips up, baby, I’m gonna take care of you.” Kibum whimpered as the cool liquid touched his hole, unconsciously trying to pull away but the firm grip on his waist kept him still. He bit his lip as Minho’s hand rubbed his ass gently before his finger slid inside him, Minho was careful as always. “You feel so good, Kibum, so good. Let me hear you, baby.” Minho encouraged as he slid his finger in as far as it would go and began to pump in and out of Kibum, he writhed beneath Minho panting as he resisted the urge to just fuck back onto his finger. “Come on, make some noise for me.” Kibum whimpered and moaned breathlessly, biting the fabric of his pajamas on his arm as Minho added another finger. He didn't feel embarrassed as he began to thrust back in, matching the rhythm of Minho's finger eagerly."One more, love..." Minho said as he leaned down and kissed Kibum. It was quick and desperate and Kibum couldn't help but moan as his lips crashed against his as the third finger slipped inside him and he pulled away from Minho with a ruined look on his face, eyes bright and half-lidded."Enough, enough..."Kibum gasped urgently, shaking almost violently as he tried to maintain his composure. Minho continued to finger him for a few seconds, chuckling to himself at the mess his gorgeous hyung was making beneath him.“Min-“Be patient…”“I am patient, I’ve been waiting all day, you-“Oh, so you’re already that anxious?”Kibum glared at Minho, feeling his cheeks grow redder as he thought about this situation that had gotten out of his control. He was supposed to be the one leading here!“Shut up…” He whimpered as he rubbed himself against Minho, settling in as the younger man’s hand wrapped around his waist and pulled him closer.“Why, baby? Are you embarrassed?”Minho cooed, the words sweet and sugary on his lips, but Kibum could hear the teasing tone beneath it."Ah… Minho… please…"Minho held Kibum’s chin tightly, who moaned at the intense sensation of being filled. He whimpered after a few seconds of stillness."wait for me…"Then, Minho slid out and slammed back into him. Kibum let out cute little moans and whispers as he let Minho control the pace, hard and rough with each quick thrust, he clenched around Minho, thighs shaking as he let his best friend ruin him."Minho-ya, don’t stop, faster!" he begged, his member bouncing and slapping against his stomach, the viscous liquid starting to drip, Kibum was close.Kibum stayed quiet, just breathing heavily, and his heart was beating in his ears like drums, ready to explode when Minho found him and pounded against his spot with every fiber of his body. He didn't even have time to think as his vision went white and his eyes rolled back as drops of cum spurted out, dripping down their bodies.Minho moaned loudly as Kibum tightened his grip on him, pulling Kibum back, catching his lips in a dirty kiss, sliding his tongue as he chased his own release. With one, two thrusts, he finally came, halfheartedly struggling to keep thrusting, milking his orgasm as he pressed against Kibum's sweaty back.Everything went silent. The only sounds were their breathless sighs as their chests rose and fell and their heartbeats slowly returned to normal. Minho shifted and lifted Kibum off the counter and onto the bed. Kibum felt exhausted and watched with sleepy eyes as Minho set him down on the bed and grabbed the wet wipes from the nightstand. Minho cleaned them carefully, and lay down next to Kibum, finally resting."I love you." Minho murmured, closing his eyes as he hugged Kibum, and sleep and tiredness finally took over his body.Kibum brushed the hair away from his forehead, he leaned into the taller's neck and kissed him softly."I know, I love you too, dear."Kibum could feel the drowsiness setting in. He closed his eyes, but suddenly, he remembered something very important. Kibum smiled and opened his eyes."Minho-ya…""What is it?"Minho snuggled into him a little more, he could feel every vibration that Kibum's body emitted as he began to speak."When your promotions are over… " Kibum said in an innocent voice that gave Minho no hint of what he would say next. "I'm going to fuck you until you pass out, understand?"Minho's laugh came out softly. He kissed Kibum's soft hair and nodded."If you say so…"Well, he couldn’t wait.