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XIAO MOGU (2023-?) by yuchi jinze, jin yier & mao mao tou
heyyy!! so i have a request since you always seem to execute these so well.
sub!minho dom!reader
basically minho and reader are yk fucking and basically reader like licks and kisses his scar since he is insecure of it yk??
hopefully i typed that out right and it wasn’t too basic. I love your writing so much!!
AUGH i cannot wait for you to see the shit i just wrote about changbin in my drafts for tomorrow. so much kissing and licking over him FUUUUUCK. but ty for the compliment omg ?? hehe i love writing about body worship but i never write it SOOO ty for this!!
also, balls mentioned. i never mention,,, balls. but i mentioned them here. so. idk maybe im getting weirdly comfortable at the thought of ,,, balls.
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Minho let his body shift on the bed as you peppered kisses over the column of his throat, threatening to suck and bite but knowing he's probably bite at you verbally the next day because he'd end up scolded for it in the studio. He relaxes when you lift your lips from his skin, glancing up to watch you pull back and run your hands down his chest. Your grasp at his sweater and lift it from him, carefully peeling it off of his form to toss it aside and let your hands drift over his bare skin.
Your thumbs slide over the gentle jut of his hips, just barely touching at the scar that had stretched over his abdomen as he grew into an adult. His hands come to find your wrists and gently grasp, only to be pushed away seconds later. One of your hands had locked around both of his, holding them up to his chest while he whines and gasps out at being restrained. His hips jerk upward and bump your chest as you lean down, letting your lips press kiss after kiss over the expanse of the scar. Though it's pale in color and just barely raised from the tan of his skin, it's still very clearly there and something he's iffy on you touching at all.
But he relaxes slowly under your lips, watching with shaky eyes the way you press the gentlest and softest kisses to the rough skin. He shifts lightly and lets his back arch as if pushing up against your mouth, enjoying the feeling of the attention on his lower half. "I --"
Teary eyed and pink in the ears, Minho melts into the sheets. He watches your tongue slide over the scar before you move slightly lower to suck a few marks over his hips that have him squirming. But he's so relaxed, so content with being restrained at the wrists by your tight grip and feeling your mouth on his skin - even if it was a sensitive area (and topic.)
His head lulls back into the comforter and as you kiss over his skin, he sighs. He never thought he'd be comfortable with you even touching his scar, but here he was - in love with the feeling of your mouth laving over it in nothing but admiration and love.
He jerks again when he feels your free hand tugging at his cock from over the thin grey fabric of his sweats, pulling the length taught and leaning down to mouth over his balls - to soak the fabric against them. Minho chokes, gasping out a whine and lifting his head to watch you one more time as his hips jerk upward towards your tongue, only now he was chasing your mouth in a different manner than before.