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Minho was on his way to school, earphones on and blasting his favourite tracks. He thought about the coming day, he listed all things he needed to do and places he needed to be. His day was packed, he sighed.
On days like these, he turned to a habit, there was always something he wanted, something he needed and always something he could do to make his day a little more bearable. So he gave himself to think through what were his needs and what could lighten up the mood. His first thought was to take an iced americano, the small ritual and delicious coffee taste were sure to alleviate the oncoming day’s challenges—
“Hi, honey~” a mellow voice whispered to his ear.
He was so lost in his head that it startled Minho and he jumped like a cat, grabbing his bag around him for protection.
“FUCK!” Minho exhales.
“Oh Min, sorry for scaring you” Jisung cackled at his boyfriend's reaction.
He was not sorry at all, and from the smirk, he had on his face, it was pretty clear Jisung planned to startle him all along. In fact, when Jisung spotted Minho walking, a spring appeared in his own step and he lurked for a perfect opportunity to jump the older, so he swiftly took one of Minho’s earbuds out of his ear and whispered into his ear—
“Yeah, right you are! Hi, Sungie” he acknowledged him and looked in front, unbothered.
“You look nice today!~” Trying to lighten the mood and compliment his boyfriend who did in fact look very nice today. Jisung scanned his body and jumped when he saw a bulge in Minho’s pants.
“Ohhh”
“Hmph.. What? What is it?” Minho questioned the reaction.
Jisung whispered.
“Min, you’re hard.”
“Oh.” Minho looked down as if just realising that his pants were now suffocating his cock.
“Why are you hard? Were you thinking of something spicy?” Jisung smirked.
“I don’t think I was. I was just thinking about my day when you came and whispered in my ear, maybe it’s because of the fact you just jumped me” Minho scoffed.
“Anyways” Minho was quick to change the topic. “I was going to get an iced americano, wanna come?”
“I always want to come and I think you do too”
“Sungie, don’t test me or you’re buying”
“Fine, let’s goo!”
They found themselves queueing up at the closest cafe to their university. They chitchatted for a while until it was time to go to class. Jisung teased him about the boner but unfortunately didn’t agree to help him with it yet as they didn’t have much time before the class had to start.
They always had a lighthearted nature in teasing each other. Minho hated cliches, pick-up lines and anything cringy and Jisung adored how his boyfriend would blush every time he mentioned it. So it was really a never-ending tug and pull between them to try and fluster each other.
Jisung always seized his opportunities hence he threw his empty iced americano cup into the recycling bin, kissed his boyfriend on his cheek just because he could and said:
“See you later alli-”
“DON’T EVEN TRY” Minho warned and burst out in giggles.
“See ya” he waived.
Jisung turned on his heel but looked back at his boyfriend's broad back. It was nice to see him like this. He just appreciated every time he could just look at him. And if he didn’t have to study, he would just stare at Minho for hours if he could. Jisung saw Minho putting his earphones back into his ears and the younger took his own phone out.
He recorded a voice message and pressed send. In the distance, he saw Minho take out his phone to press play and laugh.
Jisung smiled.
Minho pressed play and heard Jisung say: “Alligator”. He finished his sentence.
He’s crazy, Minho thought, this boy is crazy, he chuckled and it’s crazy how much warmer he felt after hearing his message. He pursed his lips trying hard to contain the bursting smile.
“I love it when you send me voice messages” he recorded.
Then he realised, there was something different about his body. He felt a warm pool in his pants. He felt strange. Another boner, really? He was definitely aroused but had no idea what could have caused it. Was it because Jisung scared him this morning or something he was thinking about or something else entirely? He was frustrated, having a boner before a lecture was not ideal. Bad timing to get hard.
His phone pinged a couple of times and he saw it was Jisung sending voice messages. Just as he opened the messages, he turned his way toward the bathrooms. He had ten minutes before his class and his cock was frustrating him enough that he felt he had to take care of it. Sitting in a classroom with a boner, well, that’s not something he wanted to go through.
So he went to the men's bathroom, luckily, this one wasn't that popular anyway. He opened the door and listened, hearing it was empty so he went into the cubicle and locked the door.
Minho unzipped his pants and felt the half-hard cock fall through. Just because he felt pressured to get this over with and had to rush to class afterwards, he pressed play on Jisung’s messages too. You know, two birds one stone as they say. It was useful that the messages played one after the other automatically.
As he palmed his cock and played Jisung’s messages he felt himself harden even more. Jisung was teasing him about liking his voice so much, putting in cringy and cliche jokes and while Minho heard his low voice, changing in tone, rapidness and raspiness that was so unique to Jisung he felt himself coming just like that.
He stared at his slicked hand in disbelief and looked back at the message length. This whole thing took him around 3 minutes, that's a record if he ever knew one. He didn't even think he could break this one. He cleaned himself up, sending a message to Jisung in a rush and heading to his class.
Minho
I came in 3 minutes
His phone pinged three times. He sat in the classroom and put his notebook down after the teacher walked in. Then glanced at his phone.
Jisung
WHAT
NO WAY
ISTG IF YOU'RE LYING
Another message flew in just as he looked.
Jisung
You better be ready to tell me what happened in detail
Minho
mhm
Minho buzzed Jisung's apartment which he shared with his other friends Chan and Changbin. The door flew open just a second later. Minho smiled at an excited quokka jumping around. Jisung dragged him into the apartment and shut the door.
“Hi, honey~”
He kissed him on the lips, still smiling and Minho could feel it. Gosh, he was so cute.
Their hands slowly found a way to connect.
Another voice came into the room.
“Oh they're being gross again, Changbin, we need to go, I’m not about to sit through 50 shades of grey in this apartment” Hyunjin yelled through the room then emerged with Changbin and dragged him by the hand across the room.
“Hi, Hyunjin”
“Yeah, hi”
“Leaving so soon?”
“Yeah, we’re leaving, I've seen these looks before and I know what's about to happen so leave me out of it~ bye~”
Minsung chuckled at them. Then settled on the couch and picked the first movie that came up on Netflix just to set a vibe because as it played they didn’t pay it any mind. They had things to discuss.
“So..tell me, baby, how did you come in 3 minutes?”
“Um.. Funny thing, I don't really know. I was already hard this morning, you saw it, right? Then I went to the bathroom, listened to your messages and came. That's all that happened.”
“Do you think it was because of my messages? Or?”
“I don't know. It could be.”
“Wanna find out?”
“Um, I guess… But how?”
Jisung took Minho’s hand and lead them to his room.
“Just let me try something.”
“Okay..”
They leaned into a kiss, tasting each other’s tongues, pressing their bodies together. Jisung pressed his hands to Minho's nape and bit the bottom of Minho's lip. He pulled away and started tracing kisses around Minho's ear.
“Baby, you're so beautiful” he whispered.
Minho scrunched his nose like it was hard not to smile. Jisung looked for his reaction attentively.
“I want to see how hard you can get for me, baby”
Jisung’s hand travelled towards Minho’s belly, unzipped his pants and teasingly palmed Minho’s bulge in his hands.
“Min, you're so hard” he whispered in shock.
Minho looked down, his cheeks rosy in embarrassment.
“I- I already am” he chuckled embarrassedly.
Jisung kissed his lips once more and travelled down Minho's neck.
“Baby, tell me what you want,” Jisung said.
“I, uh, I want you to tell me what you want” Minho suggested.
“Mmm,” Jisung hummed. “You’re always so eager to please me. What if I want your juicy cock in my mouth and try to make you cum just with my voice”
Minho shivered. He loved it when Jisung took charge.
“That’s hot”
Jisung smirked and took the lube from his nightstand. He squeezed a lot of it onto his hand and warmed it between his fingers. He slicked Minho's cock fully with lube, the wetness making Minho’s insides twist. He then started noisily kissing it. It felt good and Minho felt his dick get heavier and heavier bursting with want. Jisung then licked the side of it and excruciatingly slowly slid it into his mouth.
Minho felt Jisung’s lips first pressing to his cock, then the warm inside of his mouth and his teeth grazing the side of it. He then realised that he was close.
“Jisungie, mm close” he cried out.
“Baby” squelch “you’re so” squelch “sensitive”
“Ahhhhh~~”
Minho came into his boyfriend’s mouth. Jisung’s lips did not leave his dick for even a second and his hand pressed Minho’s ass closer and closer to his mouth.
Minho’s thighs felt jittery. His mind felt jittery but all in the best way.
Have I always been so sensitive?
Minho was making dinner when he felt Jisung’s presence on his side. Minho was too focused on making the meat cook properly that he didn’t bother to look at Jisung.
“Min~~” Jisung baited, plopping himself opposite of Minho, on the counter, trying his best to get his boyfriend’s attention.
“Min~~ I was wondering, and I realised this only now but would love to confirm.” he smiled cutely. “Have you ever gotten aroused by my voice only?”
“Uh..uh” Minho chuckles, laser-focused on flipping the meat pieces in the pan. Red splotches appear on his cheeks “I’m not sure, why you ask?”
Minho feels like Jisung has caught on but he can’t have, right?
After last night he had a realisation himself.
Truth is Minho spotted Jisung first. They were both students at the same university and Minho decided to visit a music exhibition with first-year works. He roamed around the gallery, listening to one song after the other.
When he spotted ‘3racha’ he didn’t think much of it, the name reminded him of a delicious sauce he loved. Like any song in the exposition, he plopped headphones on his ears and all outside noise disappeared.
It was just the song and him.
He honestly thought the song was good at first listen, and maybe even good enough to make it in the industry but his whole world stopped when then he heard him.
His voice was so interesting. The singer was snarky and confident in his rap but then belting notes so beautifully, his voice changing colour and shape and making it hard to not anticipate another note and then he moaned—
Minho felt his pulse getting quicker, he was blushing and he was so embarrassed of his reaction that he quickly put the headphones on the stand and ran off.
In a rush, he turned a corner and bumped into someone, his face ending up next to a stranger’s shoulder when the stranger said:
“Woah, oh, sorry, I didn’t see you there”
And that whole sentence made him combust on the spot. It was the same guy from the recording. And his voice was so melodic to his ears, he could only take so much.
He escaped swiftly, avoiding meeting their eyes. He lowered his head and thanked his past self for being sensible enough and putting a cap in the morning. It was a perfect thing to hide his reddening face.
It was a close escape and all he could think about was how embarrassing this was. All this, a song, some guy's voice, making him act out like this. Ridiculous. The last time he was so flustered was when he was in kindergarten. What the hell was he doing?
One thing was clear though. When he became calm and collected once again, although his red cheeks could still be visible even as he came back to the dorm.
There was something about the guy that intrigued him and he knew he had to meet him, one way or another. Preferably, in a less incriminating situation.
For the upcoming weeks, he couldn’t get his voice and the feelings it made him feel out of his head. He looked ‘3RACHA’ up online, he found out how the guy looked and even knew his name now. He added ‘3RACHA’s’ songs to his playlist but every time that moan came, he couldn’t help but get hard.
But Jisung didn’t know that, did he?
“I did some research and I’d like to try something with you” he smiled inconspicuously at Minho but it was clear he was excited about whatever he had in mind.
“Well, what is it, Sungie?”
“How about say- we keep it a surprise and I let you find out then and there?” Jisung suggested. “Of course, if you feel any red flags just let me know”
“Um..okay” Minho agreed, intrigued by what his boyfriend had in mind plus he seemed excited about it so really what else could he do?
Jisung hugged him from behind, “helping” cook dinner for them.
And then he whispered:
“I practised for you~”
Minho’s face went red again, he could feel it in his cheeks. He cursed himself and the fact he was so weak…to get aroused at such a little thing.
“Oh, haha…can’t wait to see what it is” he chuckled.
“Haa…you may not be able to see much if we go through this” Jisung says.
Huh?
They eat their dinner, casually, in the comfort of their own silence.
Minho can’t make himself stop feeding Jisung a couple of pieces of meat. He just eats so well.
They wash their dishes, settle in on the couch to watch a movie and halfway through they are so warm and soft on the sofa.
Jisung’s hands start wandering around Minho’s chest, he turns to face him and greets Minho with an excited face.
“Let’s go, come to your room, baby” he smiles and pecks his boyfriend’s cheek.
They go towards Minho’s bedroom, entangled as they are and start kissing each other before they even reach the door.
Jisung fists Minho’s shirt and drags him towards the bed.
“Okay okay so.. “ he starts off excitedly “I brought my headphones and this little studio mic here, it can pick up the quietest sounds with a sensitivity of 25 mV….. but you don’t care about that… Today, Min~ will you let me blindfold you and make you listen to some ASMR? I just read that blocking out your other senses could enhance the experience” he keens.
Minho looks at him stunned. It had never occurred to him to ask this but now that he’s being asked to do this, there is nothing more that he wants in life. It makes perfect sense.
He’s stunned but he just nods repeatedly.
“Baby, I’d love to hear you say it~”
“Yes! Yes! I want this! Jisungie you’re a genius!” he mirrors his boyfriend’s excitement.
Jisung laughs and reaffirms that he definitely is a genius.
He takes a silk blindfold and ties it to the back of Minho’s head.
“Not too tight?”
“No, it’s good”
“Good” he sounds happy about it, Minho can hear it in the tilt of his voice.
Jisung takes off his shirt and puts on a small mic, almost like a necklace. He tapes it closer to his neck, making sure it’s a place that he wouldn’t bump into too much. He sets up the mic and headphones and puts the headphones on Minho’s head.
He whispers “Can you hear me well?”
Minho affirms a bit louder than he usually would, probably because the headphones are soundproof and it makes him lose the sense of volume within his voice but Jisung finds it cute.
His boyfriend wastes no time and starts kissing Minho’s neck, unbuttoning his shirt and slowly kissing his chest.
Minho gets aroused from the first sound he hears. Every kiss Jisung plants on his neck and chest are amplified tenfold and reverberate through his body.
Jisung hums and Minho shuts his eyes.
This can’t be happening.
It feels so wonderful and every sense is heightened.
If Jisung continues like this he doesn’t know how long he’ll last.
Jisung comes closer to his belly button and Minho is so sensitive there, every soft touch Jisung makes, makes him squirm, his soft kisses tickle him and it’s almost unbearable.
He hears obnoxious sounds of wet, slick kisses coming from Jisung’s mouth in crystal clear crisp sound quality Jisung wanted to ramble about.
Minho squirms under the bed sheets but Jisung steadies him in place, holding his waist with both of his hands.
“H- Hannie, please!”
“Please what, baby?” he asks, the smugness of his response affecting Minho.
Jisung licks a long stripe from his belly button to his front and Minho shivers from the sensation.
“H- Hannie, please, don’t tease, I’m not sure how long I can take it”
“Thank you for telling me, baby. Lift your pretty ass up, it’s time to play”
Minho lifts his ass, as instructed, and helps Jisung take off his pants and boxers until he is completely naked and Minho starts to feel the cool breeze in the room. He feels so exposed, it makes him mad that he can’t see anything because oh how he would love to see his boyfriend right now but all his feelings fall behind when he just lets Jisung control the pace.
Jisung kisses his dick. He fucking kisses his dick, the echo landing in his headphones and Minho’s body goes insane.
His body hair prickles, his ears and skin sensing every little move his boyfriend makes.
Then Jisung licks a long wet stripe on his dick and starts sucking it. Minho is worked up, he is really struggling not to come. He lets himself moan and gasp as he notices it’s easier to bear.
He shuts his eyes, squirms around, grabs onto sheets, anything he can reach because this is all too much. It’s so much that his heart is ready to explode.
Jisung sucks his cock so well, not leaving any spot alone. Minho’s dick is so wet, that he can feel a cool breeze in some areas, but he can also tell, there are so many fluids on his dick. It’s so full of Jisung’s saliva that every time Jisung goes down on him, he hears loud squelching, Jisung’s wet mouth dripping in saliva and making him want nothing more than to cum.
And he does.
He comes so hard and it frees him so well, he doesn’t think he’s ever had a nut this good.
Minho gasps and moans looking for things to steady him or else he’ll float into the universe. He cums fervently without regard to his neighbour's noise complaints that he’s gotten in the past.
“Jisung” he exhales completely spent out.
“Don’t think we’re done yet, kitten”
Minho is so blissed out that it doesn’t fully sink to him what that means.
Jisung flips Minho around, angling his ass comfortably towards his mouth and starts sucking and stretching his hole. Minho just lets him do whatever he wants.
Jisung adds lube to his hole, a finger then a few more. He works Minho up, making sure every little sound is captured by his mic.
His fingers work fast, his tongue circling it a few times in an attempt to stretch Minho as much as he can. And when his head enters his body, the whole process only lasts a second.
Minho tries to relax, to calm down but it isn’t working. He can hear it. He can hear his ass slapping into Jisung’s ass and it’s so fucking hot.
His body starts twitching under him, his heart pounding and his breathing laboured, he starts panting.
Jisung pulls away after a while, Minho is so hot, he needs air.
“Hey baby, breathe”
Jisung lays down next to him, putting his hand on his stomach.
“You good?”
Minho nods, not trusting his voice to speak just yet.
Jisung rubs his thumb over his skin soothingly as he speaks.
“Cmon, baby, I know it’s hard but you can take me, I know you can”
“I can” he croaks.
“I got it, kitten”
Jisung puts his cock inside Minho again and starts railing Minho into the bed sheets.
Minho moans, mewls and steadies himself so he doesn’t fall. His body is tingling and it’s so overwhelming.
“Baby, if it’s hard, come closer” Jisung offers a hand and when Minho feels it, he takes it.
Jisung lefts Minho up, using his hips to balance the older’s body and bring him closer. Minho whimpers every time Jisung makes a move. He’s barely holding himself, Jisung is carrying most of his weight.
Minho’s chest falls on top of Jisung and in the heat of the moment and because he’s been trying to work out for occasions like these, Jisung is able to carry the weight of his boyfriend.
Jisung wraps his hand around older’s waist, and every time he moves he can feel the belly bulge he’s making.
Minho squints and the mixture of Jisung’s cock, his steady breathing next to his neck and all the sounds they’re making in the bedroom make him come uncontrollably.
Jisung is close to follow.
They both fall on the bed, entangled together. Jisung takes the headphones off Minho’s head and takes off the blindfold slowly.
“How was it?” he asks shyly.
Minho is still breathing heavily. He looks at Jisung with half-lidded eyes and snickers.
“I have no words”
“Oh but I love your words, Hyung, please tell me” Jisung begs.
Minho takes a moment but then smiles softly, looking at Jisung with the softest expression he’s ever had.
“It was incredible.. I can’t believe we did this, that you did this”
He comes closer to Jisung and squeezes his shoulders.
Hovering right in front of Jisung’s face he says:
“I fucking love you, Sung. You’re the best boyfriend in the whole entire universe”
Jisung picks his head up and plants a small peck on Minho’s lips.
He can’t contain his gummy smile.
“Only because you’re the best boyfriend, Min~” he smiles “I love you, love.”
They smile at each other softly.
Minho lowers his head and lets it fall on top of Jisung’s chest. Jisung caresses his head full of fluffy hair.
It’s probably the happiest they have ever felt. It feels incredible to have each other so close in mind and body. Minho basks in the feeling within his heart. Love is really incredible, isn’t it?