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The words you don’t have to are almost on the tip of Minseok’s tongue, but that’s stupid, because that’s false, because “we have to.”
“I know.” And this time, the smile on Lu Han’s face is the one for the cameras, the one that makes his eyes crinkle prettily, his cheeks puff up, shows a flash of teeth. The one that Minseok can’t help but smile back at - it’s almost Pavlovian, camera ready in a heartbeat.
“Close your eyes,” Lu Han says again, but Minseok shakes his head.
“It’s okay,” he says. He believes it. In a way. “Just…the faster we do this…”
Lu Han seems to hesitate, his fingers tightening around themselves before he nods, hand reaching out slowly for Minseok’s cock lying flaccid between his legs, but stopping an inch or two away.
Minseok bites his lip. “Should I…?” he says, one hand sneaking down, but Lu Han shakes his head, and before Minseok has a chance to register what’s happening, there’s a hot, wet mouth around the head of Minseok’s cock and he slams his head back in surprise with a groan.
Lu Han was right. Maybe he should close his eyes.
His elbows give out under him, and Minseok lies there on his back, his knees slightly raised, feet flat against the floor. There’s a mouth around his cock, sucking, tongue lapping at the head in a way that makes him moan whether he wants to or not. A hand on his balls, the touch sending a wave of electricity against his skin, lips that tighten around his cock and slide up and down, slick and hot and messy.
It takes a while for him to remember that it’s Lu Han’s mouth on the other end.
He tries to imagine that it’s a girl. He’d dated a girl, once. She’d been a trainee too. He’d been a trainee for maybe a year, maybe more, maybe less. Long enough that it seemed like he’d been there forever, but not long enough to feel like he was losing hope.
“It’s hard to date once you’ve debuted,” she’d said, and taken his hand in hers and looked up at him all shyly through her lashes, smiling her with her pretty pink lips and they’d been close enough he could see the make-up on her face. “Oppa.”
They’d had sex a few times. Nothing adventurous. He doesn’t remember how they broke up - they never really broke up. She’d left the company, and here he still was, getting sucked off by a band mate. She’d never given him a blowjob. He wonders if it would be much different. Maybe the hand around his shaft right now would be more delicate, but Lu Han’s fingers are fine and pretty just like any girl’s, and the way they twist and slide in conjunction with the tongue teasing his slit is smooth and firm, and it’s hard to imagine it’s a girl because Minseok doesn’t know what it’d be like if it was a girl.
“Lu…Lu Han.” His words stutter, and when he opens his eyes, Lu Han lets Minseok’s cock fall out of his mouth with a wet sound, sitting back to look at him.
“Yeah?”
Minseok doesn’t trust his voice. He opens his mouth, swallows, tries it again. “Maybe we should…”
This time, Lu Han’s smile is the one he saves for when they’re at home, the one he has when he’s on the phone with his parents, on chat with one of his old friends. It’s a soft smile that reaches his eyes, but what’s there isn’t joy, only resignation.
“You need to be hard first,” Lu Han says, as if he’s discussing their flight schedule, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world, and Minseok is mostly hard, but that doesn’t stop Lu Han from wrapping a fist around Minseok’s cock and giving it another slow pump.
Minseok swallows. “Let me,” he says.
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