Fics like After the Live

“You’re unbelievable,” he breathes, lips brushing skin. Minho groans softly. Doesn’t answer. Just shifts again, the base of the plug nudging against Jisung’s palm. Jisung huffs a low laugh, kisses him again, then curls his fingers around the base and gives it a gentle tug. Minho lets out a broken noise, hips twitching forward. “God, you’re such a slut when you’re sleepy,” Jisung murmurs quietly. His voice is soft, teasing around the edges, like he can’t decide if he wants to laugh or moan. “How long were you like this? Hm?” Minho’s answer is barely intelligible—a whine, a breath, a wordless plea—but he arches back into him like the plug’s not nearly enough. Jisung kisses the back of his neck again—slow, open-mouthed, tongue just barely brushing the skin. Then another. And another. Down the slope of his shoulder, across the curve where his neck meets his back. Each kiss leaves him dizzier than the last. ----- The live was for the fans. What happens after is just for them. ----- *Centered around events "transpiring" after the 3RACHA live in Brazil

Fics like After the Live

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