wedspawn | A Kiss in the Shadows [Part 4] LEMON

A Kiss in the Shadows [4]
Pairing: Min7en
Rating: NC-17 [LEMON]
For: Those who asked for more Min7en. :::snookies:::

Section One, Two, Three

A short Min7en. Just something to work on while my brain’s doing other things. I'll be continuing this for a bit. This is definitely a meandering story. Just a bit of dribbling words.

Changmin forced himself to lie back when Se7en’s mouth closed over him. His body shook and the rush of his emotions closed up his throat, squeezing the air from his chest. Pain flared through his hands as he dug his fingers into his palms, determined to let his lover have his way with him but the sensations coursing through him overwhelmed Min and he gritted his teeth, praying for the strength to hold on.

The touch of Se7en’s tongue against the underside of his sex drove Changmin insane. The rough velvet feel of his lover curled around Min’s head, lapping at the slit. Just when Min thought he couldn’t take any more, Se7en pushed the tip of his tongue against the pout, parting the slit open to dab away the seed welling inside.

It was almost too much. The sharp pleasure-pain turned Min’s tongue bitter and he twisted his hips, unsure if he wanted to get away from Se7en’s ministrations or plunge himself deeper into the hot warmth of the man’s mouth. Se7en’s strong hands on his hips pinned Min down and he moaned, liking the rough feel of Se7en’s callused fingers digging into his tender skin. He’d have bruises. Min was sure of it and every time he moved the next day, he would be reminded of what Se7en did to him the night before.

“Spread your legs for me, baby,” Se7en murmured, pushing at Min’s knee with his shoulder. “I want more of you.”

Changmin let his knees fall further apart but his sweat pants kept him from going too far. Frustrated, he pushed at them, groaning when Se7en’s hands left his hips to pull at the fabric until his legs were free. His moans turned to pleasured mewls when Se7en’s fingers returned to stroking at his hip bones. The mewls became gasps as Se7en took one of Min’s balls into his mouth and suckled on the orb, pulling at it then releasing it before taking in the other.

Se7en alternated between the orbs, prolonging Min’s pleasure. He licked with long strokes, parting the sparse hair on his lover’s groin then moved back up to suck at the man’s hardened sex. A light run of his teeth over the satiny skin of Min’s shaft made the younger man shiver and Se7en smiled, awestruck by Changmin’s passionate response.

“I love making you tremble.” He licked around Min’s shaft, following the vein that trailed down from the underside and over to his groin. The touch of his tongue brought Min to another shuddering groan and he took his time laving the young man’s shaft, lovingly stroking its length until Changmin’s wordless sounds grew desperate.

Se7en gave in to Min’s pleas, swallowing the man’s sex down. Stroking the young man’s sac with a delicate touch of his fingers, Se7en kept his cheeks sucked in as he rode up and down Min’s shaft. Each downstroke of his head brought Min further down Se7en’s throat and the older man swallowed convulsively when he felt Min’s head touch the back of his palate, tightening his muscles over the young man’s head.

Changmin unclenched his fists and slid his hands over his lover’s shoulders. Tangling his fingers into Se7en’s hair, he lightly guided the man’s strokes, falling easily into Se7en’s rhythm. Leaning back against the couch arm, Min let the ecstasy consume him. The skin on his face felt tight on his cheekbones and every breath he took seemed to sear his lungs with a scorching fire.

“Love you,” Min murmured, gasping at the bite of teeth around his shaft. Se7en raked up the length of him, surrounding him with a tingling tension and his thighs ached with the effort of keeping his legs apart and relaxed. He’d just gotten used to the touch of Se7en’s tongue on his sex when the older man dipped a wet finger around Min’s entrance and pushed gently, barely broaching the delicate entrance. “God, Shichi!”

He bucked, sliding himself into Se7en’s throat while the older man’s fingers followed Min’s motion. Pressing in, Se7en breached the young man’s body, working the first joint of his finger into his lover’s entrance. He teased Changmin with the delicate intrusion, working his mouth in time with his probing.

Changmin fell back, confused by the alternating sensations flowing through his body. The minute pressure against his entrance made him long for more but as he pushed down on Se7en’s finger, drawing the man further in, the motion slid him further out of his lover’s mouth. Lifting his head, he was greeted by the sight of his lover’s mouth wrapped around his sex. The pull of Se7en’s lips entranced him, the man’s hollowed cheeks moving in time with the press of Min’s head against the roof of his mouth.

Overcome, Changmin let himself go. His orgasm hit him hard, an electric current running under his skin and tightly clenching his muscles. He shook with his spending, releasing his seed into Se7en’s mouth. As he rose with the first wave, Se7en pressed further into his body, parting his nether lips to stroke at the nerves hidden inside of him. The shock rocked him and he felt another orgasm rip through him. The world faded to black and his vision blurred, sparks of light forming around the edges of his awareness. Gasping, Min struggled for breath, unable to do more than mewl uncontrollably while his body shook and emptied into Se7en’s waiting mouth.

“Stay there, baby,” Se7en whispered as he kissed Min’s bare hip. “Let me get something to clean you with.”

Changmin couldn’t move if he wanted to. His legs felt rubbery and it took all of his energy just to breathe. His chest ached and he swallowed, unable to do more than flinch when Se7en’s hand touched his bare thigh. The older man gently washed him with a warm cloth, pressing delicate kisses on Min’s hip and belly as he worked. Taking great care with Min’s overly tender sex, Se7en ran the cloth over the sensitive skin, wiping between Min’s legs and murmuring gentle loving words before he pulled Min’s drawstring pants up over the young man’s hips.

A faint dinging noise penetrated Min’s awareness but he paid it no mind. It seemed like an eternity before Se7en returned and Min murmured drowsily when his lover gathered him up in his arms. Holding the younger man up, Se7en slid underneath him, fitting his slack bodied lover between his legs. Wrapping his arms around Min’s chest, Se7en kissed the young man’s lips, savouring the smile he found there.

“I should… do something… for you,” Changmin murmured.

“How about if I get a promise from you for something later?” Se7en laughed. “I’m doubting your ability to eat right now.”

“I can always eat,” Min complained sleepily. “Is the chicken done?”

“Yes. It’s resting, much like you are right now.” Se7en brushed the damp hair from Min’s forehead. “Why don’t you take a small nap while the chicken cools down a bit.”

“Mmmmm…” Min’s voice trailed off and his eyelashes fluttered as he fought to stay awake. “Saranghae.”

“I love you too, Minku.” He nestled down into the soft couch, holding his lover tightly. “Very much.”