head on fire/turns you on to be loved like that
Minho whines softly, his hands bunching up into the sheets as Jisung begins to stroke his knuckle against the handful of centimeters that make up Minho’s erect shaft. His words, too, go straight to Minho’s head, making him dizzy and breathless. It’s been a long while since he’s had to actually worry too much about Jisung not finding him satisfying—or worse, being turned off by him. It’s the fact that it’s less that Jisung is reassuring him, but rather him being turned on by the size of Minho’s cock, praising it, practically worshiping it, that makes his head spin.
