Chapter fourty-eight

"What a way to kill the mood, Minho," Jisung says, rolling his eyes.

Once again Minho licks Jisung's neck. This time more seductively, making Jisung's eyes roll back in pleasure. 

Minho draws back and licks his lips which ends in him biting his lower lip at the sight of Jisung, "I think I brought it back alive?"

"Shut up and keep going," Jisung groans to Minho's delight.

Minho grimaces and shoots forward aiming at the same place. This time not with his tongue but with his, now enlarged, fangs.

Jisung cries it out while arching his back and digging his nails deeper into Minho's back. Damn, now I get why people have odaxelagnia-

Jisung feels the tears forming in his eyes once again. The senses inside him are fighting, the first part is all melted into Minho's touch, wanting more, craving more and not intending to ever let go. And then this minuscule part of him tells him to flee.

But Jisung doesn't acknowledge this, he is too caught up in what Minho's doing with his mouth and hands to even get the chance to acknowledge it. 

After a while, he feels Minho is feeling better. Which makes his feelings content too. He can't help but for a loud moan and more to leave his body.

Minho draws back, licking the droplets at Jisung's neck and planting a soft kiss on it before looking at the mess who is sitting on his lap.

Slowly he puts his hand back on the wound and caresses it, "You're so good to me."

"Am I?" Jisung breaths.

"Yes," Minho says while leaning in for a kiss, "So good." 

When he draws back after a brief kiss Jisung puts his hand on Minho's cheek, Minho rubs into his hand, "You're even better, kitten," Jisung states with a smile.

He once again leans in for a passionate kiss, as he draws back he keeps lingering just above Minho's lips. And slowly starts moving. 

"Now you're acting less good," Minho groans.

"Oh?" Jisung questions while smirking and still moving his pelvis, "How come, baby?"

Minho strongly grabs Jisung's hips so he can't move back and forth anymore, "You tell me," he says between gritted teeth.

"I wouldn't know. Isn't everything pretty good?"

"Hmmm," Minho groans, "I didn't say it was no-" 

Minho's breath hitches as Jisung went up and slams down and rocks back and forth again. Minho's breathing gets uneven, he pulls Jisung close by his hips and connects their lips again. A lot less passionately than the last time.

Slowly Jisung draws back, with Minho's bottom lip still between his teeth and groans, "And I'm the good one?"

He draws back even more so he had a view of Minho's full face and put his hand on the older's cheek. 

With his thumb, he pushes Minho's upper lip open to get a good look at the older's left fang. And he strokes the fang gently. Smiling he says, "I'm the good one while your touch is like heaven to me, my sweet little kitten."

Minho opens his mouth more, so Jisung's thumb falls between his teeth and bites. Never letting go of Jisung's eyes, he sucks on the now-bleeding thumb. Jisung's mouth fell open in shock. After giving the thumb a small lick Minho leans forward and catches Jisung's still agape mouth. 

With his back now resting against the steering wheel, Jisung kisses back, "'Little' says the small one," Minho says to Jisung's mouth, making the boy smile into their kiss. 

"I have always been told wolves hated kittens, though?"

Jisung smiles while fondling Minho's chest, "You must be misinformed, how can we hate 'em,"

he reaches forward to connect their lips again, and draws back, leaving Minho's mouth still open, "We eat 'em," and he bites Minho's neck making the boy moan both in pleasure and shock. 

Finally, he leaves the older's neck alone after a couple of minutes of biting and sucking. Minho pulls him close to once again link their lips. 

As Jisung arches his back in the kiss he bumps into something. 

*BEEPPP*

They are both startled by the sudden noise, but then look at each other and start laughing, "I guess that's our cue to leave," Jisung laughs and opens the door leaving. 

Minho leaves after him, locking his car and jogging up to Jisung who had just stepped into the elevator. 

Holding the younger's hips he slowly pushes him to the mirror and looks down at him. Jisung swings his arms around his neck. 

"You can't just casually walk away like that."

"Seems like I did, though?

And seems like you have something you need to take care of," he adds, smiling.

"And you don't."

"I already had something inside of me, I'm all good now," Jisung answers with a wink. 

"Damn," Minho breathes, "Guess we should wash up someone then," once again Minho leaned in when the doors opened and Jisung left the elevator dragging Minho with him by hand. 

As Jisung was walking, almost skipping, towards their door he abruptly halted in his tracks after turning the corner to their apartment, resulting in Minho bumping into his back.

"I think we have a guest, Min," Jisung communicates to Minho who had seen the same thing when looking over the younger's shoulders.