-stray kids smut oneshots- - Chapter 1: Chapter 1

They were in the practice room, alone. The music was loud, but Minho could still hear Seungmin's faint breathing. After Minho explained the different steps again, the younger quickly understood what he had to do and was now being watched by the other. He didn't want Seungmin to make a mistke on stage.
When Seungmin reached the part of the dance, that required two people, Minho had to take that part. Dancing with the older was something, that Seungmin really enjoyed and this might have been a reason why Seungmin had asked Minho to help him, even though the other members could've done it as well. The younger would never admit this though.
For this special part, Minho pressed himself against Seungmin from behind, looking over his shoulder and eyes meeting the younger's in the mirror. They were way closer to each other than they had to be.
His right hand rested on the taller boy's lower stomach and his left hand on his hip. Even through the fabric of his shirt, Seungmin could feel the warmth of Minho's hands spreading on his skin.
"Now focus on your legs for the next part." The older instructed, whispering these words and Seungmin did as he was told. He didn't even know he had difficulties with this part of the dance, until Minho told him.
They bent down together, while Seungmin's body went down a bit lower than Minho's, so that his ass was pressing against the older. He blushed, but this was just part of the choreography, even though he didn't actually have to bend down this much.
Seungmin started to panic, when Minho slowly went down with his right hand, so that it was not on Seungmin's stomach anymore, but almost hovering over his dick teasingly.
This was definitely not part of the dance. They stayed like this for a few seconds, until the last chorus of the song started and they moved up again. Seungmin's heart was breathing fast and he swallowed thickly.
Minho pulled the other around, the gap between their faces being only a few centimeters. Minho's right hand travelled under Seungmin's shirt, his touch ghosting over his back while they just looked at each other.
"What-" Seungmin was really confused. Both boys froze and neither of them knew what would happen next.
That was until Seungmin suddenly felt the strong urge to lean in. He couldn't help it, the older's lips just looked so kissable right now, plump and red, slightly parted. So he just listened to what his body was telling him.
He gripped Minho's shirt, pulling on it to make him come even closer, until their lips touched. Minho was very surprised, but he didn't waste a second to kiss back.
His lips burned, while they were moving against Minho's, being surprised by his own actions. Both didn't try to pull away and the kiss grew heated very fast, giving Seungmin the chance to slip his tongue inside Minho's mouth.
Almost automatically, the older pushed Seungmin back, until his back hit the mirror, trapping the other in front of him. Seungmin felt really warm, especially with Minho's body pressing against his own.
The younger hesitantly tugged on Minho's shirt, wanting it off to feel his skin under his fingertips. Not wasting a second, Minho pulled away to take it off, throwing it behind him carelessly and then picking Seungmin up, who easily wrapped his legs around the older's torso.
When they kissed again, Seungmin started moaning quietly into Minho's mouth, letting his hands wander over his shoulders, feeling the soft skin under his fingers. He started feeling euphoric because he finally was close to Minho, closer than he ever thought he'd be.
But he didn't know how to tell the older what he wanted. How could he tell him that he wanted to go even further? That he wanted to feel more of him.
His body reacted before he could think of something to say and he started grinding against Minho's naked torso, pressing himself against him and only feeling Minho kiss him harder.
For the older, this situation didn't feel real, especially because he didn't expect this would happen at all. And still, excitement pooled in his lower area at holding the younger close and moving against him so desperately.
"Minho" Seungmin softly breathed out while still moving against him slowly, making the older's heart skip a beat.
"Tell me what you want." Minho answered, but didn't give Seungmin a chance to say something because he kissed him again, shoving his tongue into the younger's mouth.
"I want you." Seungmin pulled away for a second to say this, then pulling him into the kiss again, whining and playing with his hair. When Seungmin started moving around too much, Minho put him down gently.
"Are you sure you wanna do this?" The older whispered against his lips, the words almost being swallowed by the kiss.
"Mhm, hurry please." He mumbled, eyes still closed, lips parted and red.
"So you really wanna do it here?"
Seungmin nodded and dragged the other to the couch, that was near the mirror.
"Admit it, you only wanted me to help you with the dance because you'd have a reason to be alone with me." Minho sat down on the couch and patted his lap, indicating him to sit down, which he immediately did.
"Yeah" Seungmin breathed out, seeming tired, but desperate at the same time, making the older chuckle.
"Hm, so what am I gonna do to you?" He let his hands wander over Seungmin's body, resting them on his butt.
"Just fuck me, Minho. It's not that hard, is it?" His words came out harsher than intended, but he was getting a bit impatient, now that he had a chance to be with the older.
Minho scoffed and raised a brow. He was surprised from the sudden words, laced with confidence, that left Seungmin's mouth. "If it's not that hard, then do it yourself." He pulled his hands away, testing how far Seungmin would go, since he couldn't read the emotions in his eyes anymore. They were too clouded with lust.
"Okay, I bet I can do it better myself anyway." At his words, Minho just rolled his eyes, seeing the younger take off his pants and boxers, leaving him in only his shirt, that didn't reach down far enough to cover his lower body. It exposed him to Minho, who was clearly shocked and couldn't tear his gaze away from the other.
When Minho realized that Seungmin would actually just do it himself right now, his eyes widenend. "Wait, we don't have lube."
"It's okay. I won't die from that." He looked unfazed and winked at Minho, but on the inside, his heart was beating fast and he had to hold himself back from smiling.
While sitting back down on Minho's lap, straddling him, he slowly started sucking on his fingers while teasingly looking into Minho's eyes innocently. It made the older gulp nervously.
Seungmin would have loved to tease Minho longer, the confused, but aroused look on his face was priceless. But he had to hurry, since they were still in the practice room.
So he quickly brought his hand down, prepping himself, but not bothering to do it properly because he was really desperate and right now he didn't care about the pain.
The whole time, Minho just watched him, neither of them saying a word, the only sound being Seungmin's heavy breathing and occassional moans.
"Take off your pants." Seungmin ordered when he got up.
The older was still too shocked from everything, that had already happened, so he didn't react at first, only staring at Seungmin.
"Now." Seungmin said sternly. It was a bit intimidating, but also hot and Minho quickly hurried to do as he was told.
The older didn't know when the other got the contol, but he liked it, which surpirsed him, since he was never one, who submitted to someone easily. He quickly sat down again, when his pants landed on the floor.
Then, he watched how Seungmin handed him a condom and lay down next to him with his ass in the air and his cheek pressing against the soft material of the couch.
Seungmin shuddered, when he felt cold hands on his hips and not long after the tip of Minho's dick slipping inside of him. It hurt, since he didn't prep himself properly, but he didn't say anything. Enjoying the stretch, he closed his eyes and only focused on the feeling of the older entering him slowly.
"So good, Minho." He moaned out, when the other let him adjust. Minho drew random patters on his back, that was still covered by his shirt, to calm him down, wanting him to feel safe.
"Move, please." Minho's grip on his hips tightened, when he started thrusting into the younger. Seungmin's body immediately tensed at the sudden pleasure, that shot through him.
When he looked up, his eyes met Minho's in the mirror, making him smirk slightly. "Oh, you like watching how you fuck me? Do you like seeing yourself? Does it make you feel more dominant?" Minho just whimpered.
"Answer."
He swallowed thickly. "Yes, I love watching." He pressed out, hesitating before he continued. "You look so perfect like this."
Seungmin liked all of this. Being the one in control, even though he was also the one getting fucked. And he liked the compliment, desperately wanting to hear more. "Like what?"
Seungmin looked into the mirror again, observing himself and watching how Minho's hips bucked against his own, feeling his dick twitch at the sight.
"With your ass up for me, letting me pound into you like this." Seungmin chaught Minho's gaze again, not being able to look away from his stong expression. "You look fucked out already. Am I going too hard? Is this too much for you?" The older asked in a mocking tone.
When Seungmin looked at himself again, he noticed that Minho was right. His hair was disheveled, his gaze expressionless, only filled with pleasure and his lips were parted, letting out many kinds of sounds.
He groaned at the words, but he didn't like that Minho gained control over the situation. "Stop." He ordered sternly and Minho listened, even though he was confused.
The younger quickly got up and turned around, now facing Minho, who just stared at the other, still puzzled. "Come on, fuck me. But harder this time, I know you can do better. You want to satisfy me, right? Then try harder."
Before he could finish his sentence, Minho slammed back into him, making Seungmin release a lewd, high pitched moan. The younger's nails dug into Minho's back at the faster pace, throwing his head back.
Minho observed the other. His face was slightly red, his eyes were tightly closed, but his mouth was opened wide, encouraging the older to thrust into him even harder.
"I bet you like this, huh. My scratch marks on your back. They'll remind you of this tomorrow. Do you enjoy the pain?" Seungmin teased the other. He loved playing with him.
Minho whined loudly at the words and then again, when Seungmin scratched his back even harder, leaving a long, red mark behind.
Seungmin wrapped his legs around Minho's waist, pulling him closer and kissing him roughly. He tightly clenched around his dick, making the older's hips stutter for a second, before he got back to his pattern.
The younger knew that Minho would cum soon, but he himself grew bored, he wasn't even that close. So right before the older could release, he made him stop.
"Stop." Again, Minho listened, this time whimpering even louder at the loss of his orgasm. Seungmin cupped his cheeks, pushing a hair strand out of his face and looking deep into his eyes, smiling softly.
"Let me ride you. Would you like that? Having me bounce on your dick until you cum and being able to see us in the mirror, too?" Minho nodded frantically when he heard this.
Seungmin quickly sank down on him, Minho's dick hitting his prostate immediately in this new angle. His own back was facing the mirror, but Minho could see them perfectly.
Before he started moving, the younger took off his shirt, seeing how Minho's eyes followed his movements and how the older watched his now naked back arch in the mirror.
When the younger started moving, Minho's eyes rolled back and his hands were moving down on Seungmin's body, until they were touching his ass, but Seungmin wanted to tease the older a bit more.
He quickly held both of Minho's hands in one hand, so that he was unable to move them. "No, baby. Don't touch me. Isn't watching me enough, hm? Doesn't it help you cum? Maybe I should help you, then." Seungmin whispered into his ear, before picking up the pace of his movements.
He had the full contol now and he loved it. Minho didn't try to get away from Seungmin's strong hold around his fingers, he simply slumped back into the couch more and let the younger do whatever he wanted.
Seungmin used the chance to admire every part of Minho's body, that he was able to see, until his eyes landed on his nipples. Smirking, he started touching them, rolling one in between his fingers and chuckling when the older's eyes rolled back and then directly focused on the mirror again.
Slowly, hot tears started to roll down Minho's cheeks because of the pleasure he was receiving. "Minnie." He whispered.
"Baby, are you okay?" Seungmin quickly wiped away the tears, slowing down his movements and then he kissed his cheeks gently.
"Yes. Please don't stop, Seungmin. Please don't stop." The younger raised a brow at how desperate Minho was, but he fulfilled his wish, picking up the pace of his thrusts again.
The moment, Seungmin clenched around the other again, Minho came inside the condom, groaning loudly, his eyes closing and his head falling forward against Seungmin, who was still bouncing up and down, wanting to reach his climax, too.
They were loud, various sounds of pleasure slipping past their lips, but the whole time they ignored the fact that they were still in the practice room and that the door was unlocked.
Minho whined and squirmed around, moans leaving him and he burried his nails in Seungmin's skin, when he let go of his hands. The overstimulation was just too much for him, but he didn't complain because he secretly loved it.
It didn't take much longer for Seungmin to release, too. He was breathing heavily and embracing Minho as soon as he got off of the older. Their naked bodies were covered in sweat as they just sat there, panting loudly and hugging each other.
"We should get dressed." Seungmin whispered, but he didn't move, closing his eyes and pulling Minho closer.
"You're right." Minho replied, ruffling Seungmin's hair. He was slowly coming back to reality.
They got up in a comfortable silence, putting on their clothes and trying to make themselves look like they didn't just have the best sex of their life.
Moments before they wanted to exit the dance studio, the door opened, startling both of them. Felix walked in, looking at Minho and Seungmin with a confused expression at the weird scent, that hung thick in the air.
Minho and Seungmin looked at each other with wide eyes, then focusing back on Felix, who started laughing, when he understood what was going on.
"No way, did you really-" Before Felix could continue his sentence, Minho grabbed Seungmin's hand, quickly pulling him to the door and then rushing out of the room with him.
They were running, hearts beating fast and laughter filling the air. They heard Felix shout something else, but they couldn't understand what exactly.
They only stopped running, when they were far away from the practice room, looking at each other and still giggling. Their hands were still intertwined and Seungmin leaned against the older, who gently ran his hand through his hair to calm him down.
"Shit." Seungmin whispered.
"Yeah, shit."