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Minho knew this would only make him hurt more; he reminded himself that although he loved Jisung, the other man just wanted to get off. But Minho was so hungry for anything he could get.
“What are you waiting for? Go on. And when I get in there, you better be undressed.”
An aborted noise escaped Jisung’s mouth. “I… is that really necessary? Aren’t you just going to…” Jisung grimaced as he found his next words, “jerk me off?”
Minho chuckled. “No,” he replied, taking a step towards Jisung, staring intensely. He shoved down the soft part of himself that ached. “No, I’m going to spank you until you come.”
When Jisung shows an interest in BDSM, Minho shows him the ropes. After all, he would do anything for his best friend. The downside? Minho is painfully in love.
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"Sell your plasma, or your sperm,” Minho reads. Jisung’s eyes widen and his jaw drops in horror, sending Minho into a fit of giggles. “Easy, legal ways to make quick money. Number three: Sell your sextape to Pornhub.”
Jisung abandons the remote on the table to lean into Minho’s shoulder, looking at the screen with him.
“I think we’d do better on OnlyFans,” he comments mindlessly, followed by a sharp inhale when he realises what he's just said. Minho nearly snaps his neck to look down, meeting widened eyes that are staring right back at him.
after breaking their dishwasher, college roommates Jisung and Minho resort to unconventional methods to afford a replacement.
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“This is Minho,” his mother said, not standing at Jisung’s entrance. “He’ll be staying with you when we’re not around.”
Jisung nodded. It was too erratic; he must have looked crazy. Minho was still smiling. Jisung felt like the layers of his skin were being peeled back and examined. He felt like a twitching body on an autopsy table. He felt like he was going to have a heart attack under all of the attention. He felt like he was going to die.
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- Part 2 of Fate or Something Worse
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“You’ll do anything?”
“Yes, anything,” Jisung said, his voice so desperate that Minho almost felt bad.
Almost.
“You do realize that’s a dangerous thing to say,” Minho said, eyes raking up and down Jisung’s tense body. “What if I ask for something crazy?”
“Then I’ll do it,” he said confidently.
“Really?” he smirked. “Then come over here.” He beckoned him with a single finger.
Jisung hesitated for a split second, but his feet moved slowly, dragging along the carpet until he stood right in front of him.
“Get on your knees,” he demanded.
Or what happens when Jisung’s barely keeping his business afloat, and the only option left is to turn to his longtime rival, Lee Minho, and ask for help.
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Minho dives under the shorts, causing the fabric to slide in between Jisung’s buttlocks, making him giggle.
“You’ve had your fill, Lino-yah.”
“Mm-mm, Sungie. You said I could touch it once. As long as I haven’t removed my hand, I’m still on my first touch. I’ll tell you when I’ve had enough.”
Jisung sputters a laugh. “Alright,” he lowers his face to the pillow and takes a deep breath, “knock yourself out.”
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In which Jisung catches Minho masturbating and they decide to make a habit of getting off together, which works great, except for the fact that Minho is head over heels in love with Jisung and watching him come that often is not exactly helping to mask his feelings.