Fics like Black Day

“Then, can we use the cuffs now, hyung?” He lightly clutched his boyfriend’s shirt. Minho’s smirk was an electric shock that pulsed down Jisung’s spine. Small hands circled his wrists. “No.” Jisung pouted. “What? Hyung, why?” He whined, drawing out all the syllables and rounding his eyes. “Oh baby,” Minho cooed. “Because, I said so.” “Hyung.” Jisung stamped his foot, pulling a little tighter on the shirt between his fists. “But, I really want to try it.” Minho shifted his weight and used his grip on Jisung’s wrists to press his hands into the wall above his head. “I’m not surprised that a wriggly little thing like you would want to be restrained, baby.” Minho whispered into his ear, Jisung shuddered under the press of his body. “But no cuffs.” Or: Jisung attempts to get Minho's attention with lewds and bondage and it goes wrong. Then it goes very right.

Fics like Black Day

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