-stray kids smut oneshots- - Chapter 30: Chapter 30

Minho was looking at himself in the mirror, fixing his tie and turning around to make sure his outfit was flawless. He was wearing a bit of makeup already and the crown on his head was sparking under the bright light of the sun.
Even though he tried to look calm, he couldn't deny that he was very nervous on the inside. But a part of him was excited as well because he would finally see Jisung again.
A polite smile was plastered on Minho's face, when he walked through the gigantic palace, until he reached the ballroom.
Every year, they had a summer ball to celebrate the birthday of Minho's mother and a lot of other important people were invited to honor the queen. As the prince, Minho had to be there too, but he wasn't very interested in events like this one.
The only reason why he had looked forward to this day, ever since the winter ball had ended, was because it was yet another occasion where he could meet his secret lover.
The winter ball had been the last time they had seen each other and Minho's heart ached at the thought of holding Jisung in his arms again and feeling his soft lips against his own.
"You're late."
The queen's words brought Minho back to reality. Most of their guests had arrived already, but Minho was only interested in finding one person in the huge crowd.
"I know." He just answered and his mother's stern expression softened when she noticed her son's eyes searching for someone.
"This is the perfect opportunity to find a girlfriend." She whispered, one of her hands resting on his shoulder. "There are many beautiful women here tonight."
She was right, all of them were handsome and attractive women, but as soon as Minho spotted Jisung, he forgot everything else around him. Jisung was looking at him already and their eyes locked.
The smile on Minho's face grew and his body filled with warmth. Jisung looked perfect, he almost seemed to glow among the many boring looking people in the room.
His hair had grown since he had last seen him and it was wavy, he was wearing a crown as well and despite the wide grin on his face, he looked professional because of his straight posture.
When his mother started talking again, Minho didn't take his eyes off of Jisung, who began walking towards him. "Minho, honey? Please promise me to talk to at least one of the women."
"Yes, mom. I will." He said, still not being able to look away from Jisung. Then he quickly bowed to her and walked over to Jisung.
He would have loved to hug him, but he couldn't risk someone finding out that they love each other. He knew that some day they had to stop seeing each other, but he didn't want that day to come so soon. They needed to find more ways to see each other.
"Hi." Jisung breathed out, wanting to touch Minho, take his hand or press a short kiss onto his lips.
"Sungie." Minho's eyes were shining brightly and he was already reaching out to at least touch his shoulder, when a sweet voice stopped him.
"My prince?" When Minho turned around, he smiled at the woman politely.
Unfortunately, that made her start a conversation with him and a few minutes later he found himself dancing with her. He looked back at Jisung, who was watching him, his eyes so full of love.
She was an amazing dancer, but Minho would have loved to hold onto Jisung's hips, to feel Jisung's breath against his neck, to look into Jisung's eyes. At least his mother looked proud of him for dancing with someone and the woman was really nice, but Minho wanted the song to end as quickly as possible.
"Will we see each other again?" She asked, hopeful eyes shyly glancing up at the prince.
"I am sure we will." His smile was genuine, but he also tried to get away from her as soon as possible to spend time with the only person he could ever love like this.
"She's pretty." Jisung commented, as soon as Minho was by his side again, wandering through the room and greeting people.
Smirking, Minho took Jisung's hand into his own, making sure that no one could see it. "Are you jealous?"
Jisung shrugged and stopped walking, pouting as he looked up at the man he would love to call his boyfriend, but it just wasn't possible. "I just wish it'd be easier. We haven't seen each other in such a long time and all I can do is hold your hand. We always have to be careful and I can't even hug you."
While Jisung was talking, the smile on Minho's lips faded and he caressed the back of Jisung's hand with his thumb. Even now, they had to talk quietly and they made sure that there was a certain distance between them, so that no one would get any ideas.
"I'm so sorry, Sungie." He whispered. Then he seemed to get an idea and he grinned. "Dance with me."
Jisung's eyes widened and he blushed. "But- we can't-"
"Not here." Minho explained quickly, holding onto Jisung's hand tighly, before dragging him out of the ballroom.
Jisung then understood what Minho meant and together, they ran up the many stairs. Outside of the crowded room, it was so much more quiet, it seemed to be colder too and they felt so free here, where no one could see them.
Their laughs echoed through the gigantic hallways, it felt as if they were leaving their responsibilities behind and with each step they were taking, they were running further towards their freedom.
Finally, they reached Minho's room and as soon as the door closed behind them, Minho hugged Jisung, pulling his body so close that the younger could barely breathe, but he didn't complain.
"I've missed you so much." Minho whispered into his ear, as if he was afraid that someone could hear them if he spoke louder.
"Minho-" Jisung started nervously, as if he wanted to say something that was bothering him, but instead he only said, "I love you."
Smiling, Minho pulled away. He hadn't noticed that Jisung had hesitated for a second. "I love you more."
He leaned in, until their lips were almost touching. Jisung closed his eyes, waiting for Minho to kiss him, but he was surprised, when the warmth of Minho's body against his own left him and Minho lifted the crown off of his head.
"What're you doing, Min?" He asked, watching Minho place both of their crowns on the desk carefully.
"I don't want us to be Prince Jisung and Prince Minho, when we're together. I just want us to be Sungie and Min, two young men, who love each other and there's nothing wrong with it."
Before Jisung could answer, Minho already dragged him outside to the balcony. It was dark already and the fresh air was soothing their chaotic emotions.
It was peaceful up here, they had a view over fields, behind the palace. When Minho was younger, he had had a room with a view over the gigantic park, but he didn't like how perfect everything looked. Every flower looked the same, the fountains looked too expensive and there were guards everywhere.
Here, he could look at many different, beautiful flowers, a small river and there was no human in sight. If he was lucky, he could even watch wild animals running around the fields, enjoying their freedom.
And still, tonight Minho wasn't looking at any of this, he was looking at something way more beautiful.
"So, will you dance with me?" He held his hand out to Jisung, who accepted it without hesitation. They could still hear the faint music from the ballroom, so they were softly swaying to the sound.
So many stars decorated the sky, as Minho held Jisung close. The younger rested his head against his shoulder and they didn't even notice how much time was passing.
When Jisung looked back up, Minho's gaze was on him already. Smiling sadly, Jisung wrapped his arms around Minho's neck and pulled him down, to finally feel his lips again, after so many months of not being able to kiss Minho.
"I almost forgot how good it can feel to be alive." Jisung mumbled against Minho's lips, enjoying the warmth inside of him.
Their kiss held so much love and showed all the emotions that they couldn't express verbally. They knew it would take a while until they would see each other again, so they didn't want to waste a second of the few hours that they had together.
"We need to find other ways to stay in contact." Minho said, when they stepped back into his room.
"When someone finds out, we're dead." Jisung laughed. He was standing in front of Minho, next to his bed, opening the buttons of the taller's shirt.
"Shut up, Han. It's not the first time we're doing this." Minho grinned, when he realized Jisung hadn't even heard him, he was too busy staring at Minho's naked upper body, while taking off his own clothes.
Minho walked over to the door to lock it and Jisung lay down on the bed already, only in his underwear. Cupping Jisung's face, Minho hovered over him, staring into his eyes lovingly.
"Have you been with someone since the last time?" Minho asked after a short while, placing a sweet peck on Jisung's lips.
Jisung shook his head and wrapped his arms around Minho to make him come even closer. "No." His voice was so soft, making Minho's heart melt and he couldn't help but kiss Jisung again. "You know I only belong to you." Jisung added, when he pulled away.
Minho chuckled and shook his head. It's been such a long time since they had seen each other, he was surprised that Jisung really hadn't had sex since that day.
Jisung's smile was so wide, because he just wanted to enjoy this moment with Minho. He tried to forget that he would be on the plane back home in a few hours. "I love you so much."
"I love you too." Jisung sighed, when Minho kissed his neck, his warm breath tickling his skin, sending shivers down his spine.
Minho knew he couldn't carelessly leave marks on Jisung's neck, so he only let his lips brush over the skin, until he reached further down to the parts of his upper body, that were always covered by a shirt.
Just then Minho noticed something, that made him stop his trail of kisses on Jisung's body. Jisung was wearing a necklace with a simple, silver ring. It didn't look special, yet it meant so much to him.
"You still have it?" Minho carefully touched the ring, as if he was scared he could break it.
"Of course, I'm wearing it every day." Jisung answered. "Do you still have yours?"
"Yes, I haven't taken it off once." Minho showed Jisung his arm, where the same ring was tied to his wrist with a thin, red string.
Their promise ring was really important to them, but unfortunately they couldn't wear it normally, because it would raise suspicion. At least they had this way of staying connected.
"I didn't even notice it the last few times." Jisung tilted his head to the side, trying to recall the last few times he could have seen Minho wear the ring as a bracelet, but it was so small and Minho hid it so well.
"It's been so long since you gave this to me." Minho sighed, pressing his body closer against Jisung's. He loved feeling the younger's warm, naked skin against his own again.
"Min, please. Kiss me again." Jisung whined, feeling Minho place the cold ring back onto his skin.
He didn't hesitate to press his lips back against Jisung's chest, letting his tongue run over the sensitive skin, before sucking on it softly to remind Jisung of this day whenever he would look at the mirror in the next time.
"You're so beautiful, Sungie." Minho whispered in between kisses that he littered on the younger's skin.
Closing his eyes, Jisung moaned quietly, the farther down Minho moved. He began grinding his hips up against him to create some kind of friction against his growing erection.
Minho smiled when he saw that his words and actions had an effect on Jisung. "I could look at you for hours. You're perfect."
More noises were leaving Jisung's lips as the pressure in his lower body grew. Minho decided to grind down onto Jisung, to make it more comfortable for him and it made Jisung's head spin.
He was so sensitive and needy, but most importantly he wanted to feel Minho's love in a physical way. He didn't only want him to say it over and over again, even though he loved hearing him say it. He wanted to feel that Minho really still meant it.
"I'm ready, please prep me." Jisung breathed out, reaching down to pull the only piece of clothing, he was still wearing, off.
It landed somewhere on the floor soon after and Minho made sure to apply enough lube on his fingers and Jisung's hole, when he let one finger slide in.
"I forgot how good this feels." Jisung mumbled, when his eyes rolled back and he tried to relax.
"You're doing so good, Sungie." Minho continued praising him, being as careful as he could, while pushing the finger in at a slow pace to not hurt him.
His lips found Jisung's again and he let focused on their passionate kiss, while adding a second finger and scissoring them already to prep Jisung faster.
The movement stretched Jisung instantly and he groaned against Minho's lips as he was drowning in the pleasure. Just Minho's fingers alone felt so good and he knew exactly that Minho's dick would feel even better.
"Such perfect sounds." Minho mumbled into the kiss, his voice almost being swallowed by Jisung's tongue against his own.
"I need you so much." Jisung moaned out, holding onto Minho's shoulders, while letting the pleasure wash over his body.
"How do you want to do it?" Minho asked, while pulling his fingers out and getting up to take off his pants and put on a condom.
"Sit down and let me do the work this time." Jisung grinned when Minho raised a brow. Usually, Jisung liked lying under him and being pleasured and showered in praises.
But Minho was open to try this, so he sat down, leaning against the headboard and grabbing Jisung's hips, as he straddled his lap.
"Are you nervous?" Minho chuckled, stroking Jisung's back comfortingly.
Usually, Jisung would have made a funny comment instead of saying the truth to hide his embarrassment, but he was so comfortable around Minho, it just felt right to express his real feelings. "A bit."
"It's okay. Don't worry, we can always switch it you don't like it." Minho reassured, helping Jisung lift himself onto his dick.
"Okay." Was everything Jisung could say, before Minho pushed him down slowly. The tip entered Jisung, making him close his eyes and release a shaky sigh.
The stretch was perfect and he savored the sensation, when he let himself sink down carefully. Minho groaned as well, because Jisung subconsciously clenched around him, as soon as the tip hit his prostate.
They stayed like that for a while, Minho muttering soft praises into his ear, as Jisung adjusted. Their arms were tightly wrapped around each other and Jisung's head was resting against Minho's shoulder.
Minho was playing with Jisung's hair, feeling so lucky to have him in his arms and Jisung pressed short kisses onto his skin.
Neither of them dared to say it out loud, but both of them wished to be together forever. Not in exactly this moment, but for the rest of their life to make more memories together than the ones they could only make inside the small worlds they were living in.
"Can I start?" Jisung sat up and tilted his head to the side cutely.
"Yes, love. Please."
When Jisung moved up, both of them hissed and Minho let his hands wander to Jisung's thighs to guide him. He let his hands roam around the area, knowing how it would drive Jisung crazy.
And if definitely worked, when he let out a high pitched moan and bounced on top of him faster. Jisung could feel Minho's dick so deep inside of himself, noticing him twitch when he dug his nails into his shoulder.
"So good, Sungie." He helped pushing him up each time because he could feel that it was tiring for Jisung. "Faster."
This simple word made Jisung throw his head back and groan, because he had never heard Minho moan for him to go faster. It was a new experience, that made his body burn and his cheeks glow red.
It encouraged him to actually pick up the pace and despite wanting to say so many things in this moment, he couldn't get out a single one of the words that were burning on his tongue.
Instead, he attached his lips to Minho's collarbone, biting into the skin softly, until it turned red. He licked over the mark, kissing his way up to Minho's jaw and then his lips.
Minho's eyes were closed tightly, he wanted to savor as much of this as possible, before it ended too soon.
But the way Jisung was moving up and down on top of him felt too good to hold back and both of them released, even though they wanted to continue and they wanted more time together.
For a second, they didn't say anything. Their foreheads rested against each other's and they tried catching their breath. Then Jisung broke the silence first. "Did you like it?"
"I loved it." He smiled, finally opening his eyes to meet Jisung's, which mirrored his own expression. They were filled with love.
Jisung giggled, when Minho pressed a kiss onto his cheek, but he quickly relaxed again, when he sank against Minho's body again. The older's arms wrapped around his body protectively and he continued his little kisses on Jisung's face to see him smile more.
"I have to clean you up now." Minho whispered.
Whimpering, Jisung lifted himself off of Minho and then lay down on the bed, while he waited for the other to return from the bathroom. He smiled shyly, when Minho spread his legs to clean him and then they climbed under the blanket together.
The party downstairs in the ballroom would end in a few hours, so they could rest, before they had to go back. Minho was deep in thought, as he listened to Jisung's calm breathing and he drew random shapes on his back.
He was drawing a heart, when Jisung suddenly spoke up, voice quivering and he was obviously nervous. "Minho, my wedding will be soon."
He closed his eyes after the confession, waiting for Minho's response. He didn't know how the older would react. Would he be sad, angry, disappointed?
When he didn't answer, Jisung swallowed thickly. At least Minho continued drawing the hearts on his back, his fingers moving upwards slowly, to massage Jisung's tensed shoulders. Jisung added, "We knew it would happen some day, but all this time I was hoping it wouldn't happen so soon."
After a while, the only thing Minho said was, "You found a woman?" His voice sounded empty and emotionless.
"My mother did. I told her I'm not ready to marry yet, but she doesn't care." He sighed, cuddling closer against Minho's chest. "I don't want to lose you."
"Was this our last time seeing each other like this?" This time Minho sounded hurt.
"No, I'll make sure we'll see each other more often before I have to propose to her. Maybe we can still see each other after, she knows I don't love her and I don't think she cares. She only wants the title."
"Jisung." Minho sighed. "I'ts okay, we don't have to worry about that now."
Jisung relaxed after those words. "You're right."
"We'll find a solution." Minho tried to sound strong, but on the inside, his heart felt like it was being torn apart and a tear ran down his face, but he quickly wiped it away. He didn't want Jisung to worry.