M/F | Coconut Scent | Mingi x San
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"Talk to me like that."
"I'm gonna fuck you so hard. You won't know who to call daddy anymore."
San hummed and touched himself further. The wet lube from the toys he played with had gotten all over his hands.
"Oh? Is that so?" San gulped, hearing Mingi's deep grunts, imagining the younger probably pumping himself in response.
"Yeah. We'll go several rounds too."
"That's a lot of confidence, Mingi."
"Shut up and thrust that dildo up your ass."
San did so and whimpered.
"Good boy," Mingi confidently stated.
"Only for daddy," San whispered. "Only for daddy."
San suddenly heard a car pull up on the driveway. He knew who it was.
"I'll call you later. My parents are home now."
After hanging up, San hurried to put everything away and dress up. Before not, his mother entered the room.
"San, open that window. Are you burning your candles again?"
"Well... yeah?"
"Coconut?"
"Mhm."
"Hmph." She left his bedroom.
San jumped to his phone as soon as it vibrated. Oh, a picture from Mingi. Oh...
S: will that go in me, daddy?
M: only if you're a good boy
S: i'll be a good boy
S: your perfect little boy
San's parents weren't aware of what he did when they weren't home. They were always under the impression that he was a shy, quiet kid when alone.
...Until they heard of Mingi.
"We've only been dating for a few months," San explained to them a few weeks ago.
The parents soon understood specific changes San had while dating Mingi. He was more outgoing, more confident in himself. Sometimes even a little rebellious.
But the boy was turning 18 in a few weeks. How could they stop him? He had to grow up sometime.
"Sannie! Does he like sweet or spicy food?" His mother asked.
"I'm sure he'll like anything you make, mom." The boy smiled. His sweet mother kissed his cheek.
"I'm happy you've met someone. I know we're a little too careful, but you know it's for your safety, right?"
San nodded. "I get it, mom. But I'll say it now that Mingi treats me well. We treat each other well."
Very, 'fucking', well.
"Aw, how cute." San felt squished against his mother as she embraced him. "My baby's growing up, honey!" She called to her husband. San blushed, thinking something a little different than what she meant.
~
"What should I wear? Black? Color?" Mingi looked through his closet. San reclined at the edge of the bed.
"I like it when you wear nothing at all."
Mingi turned and embraced him. His mouth gently breathed over San's nape, sending shivers down the boy's back.
"I like that too."
San was thinking about reaching to touch Mingi's zipper when someone's footsteps approached the door. It was Mingi's father.
"Ah, here you two are."
Mingi adjusted his hold so it could look more like a hug. San grinned with pink on his cheeks.
"Hello, sir."
The man scoffed. "Sir? I thought I told you you could call me anything other than that."
His words made San laugh. Mingi watched the interaction warmly, arms still holding San.
"Well, dinner's almost ready. Will you be staying, San?"
"I have to get home and help my mom cook dinner. Mingi clearly didn't." San poked Mingi's cheek. All three laughed. As soon as the older man left, Mingi went back to kissing San's neck.
"M-Mingi," San squealed.
"Don't go."
"I have to."
"Nnnmmh," Mingi groaned.
"Come with me."
"Nnnnnmmhh."
San brought up Mingi's face. "You're weird. One moment you're pouty. The next moment, you're tearing my ass apart."
Mingi smirked. "That's me." He snuck a kiss at San's lips. The two took a few minutes for themselves before San finally chose to go.
"So I'll see you tomorrow?"
Mingi sighed. "Yeah."
"Are you worried?"
"Kinda. Your dad scares me. I don't know. I guess I'm nervous when meeting new people. Especially when they're the parents of my boyfriends who will judge my every move."
"Mhm." San straddled him. "I understand that. But I'll be there with you, and I'll make sure you feel comfortable."
"Comfortable?" Mingi grinned. San playfully smacked his arm.
"Come at 5:30. A little earlier so we can talk." San winked at his boyfriend.
"I'd love to talk a little earlier." Mingi kissed him deeply before San had to leave.
~
San fixed the large shirt he wore around his shoulders. He checked himself one last time before smirking.
At the same time, the front doorbell rang.
"San!" His mother shouted.
San threw open his bedroom door and ran down the stairs.
"He's early," San heard his father say.
"San will keep him company."
"Hey, ba- Mingi." San smiled and embraced his boyfriend.
"Hey."
"So this must be Mingi." San's mother stepped forward and hugged the man. Mingi swallowed his nervousness down as he shook San's father's hand.
"I hope I didn't come too early."
"No, no, definitely not. The food will be ready in half an hour."
"Alright. Mingi and I will be upstairs if you need us." San took Mingi's hand.
As soon as they reached the bedroom, San grabbed Mingi's chin to bring him into a kiss. It was rough and desperate. One of them closed the door with a simple push.
As Mingi pulled the waistband of San's jeans, he felt something lacey.
"Oh, fuck, San. What the hell is this?" Mingi touched the material of San's brand new panties.
"I thought I'd try a little something new." San hoped his boyfriend would like it.
"It's good."
The two quickly stripped out their bottom wear. Mingi tapped San's thigh to lift him against the wall.
"Mingi... D-Daddy!" San whispered in Mingi's ear.
Their frisky session felt more heated once Mingi pressed his cock against his boyfriend's ass.
"Fuck," San choked out.
"Are you all stretched out?"
"Y-Yeah..."
"You weren't kidding," Mingi commented as he ran a finger over San's hole. The smell of coconut lube became pungent through every touch.
"Daddy," San gasped. "Hurry, please. They'll come up any second."
No more time was wasted. With a few pumps, Mingi was able to slip in fast. San shut his eyes and took him in. His hands, currently intertwined behind Mingi's neck, pulled the younger closer to him.
"Do it fast, baby. I'm okay," San made sure to whisper. "I trust you."
Mingi looked into his eyes, kissed him, then quickened his pace. San bit his lip to hold his moans down. If anything would come up, he whimpered it away.
San's parents were completely unaware. There were suspicions—why was the pair so quiet? Or, did they hear the door close earlier?
"Should I go check on them?" San's father asked.
"Let's not be too strict. San deserves privacy, don't you think?"
San felt the cum in his dick leave and watched it accidentally stain Mingi's shirt.
"Mingi-"
"It's alright." Mingi kissed his forehead. He slowed down because his end was near as well.
"Are you still nervous?" San asked.
"Not as much anymore."
"I'm glad." San brought him into a kiss, their peaceful moment cooling down the heat. Thoughts about impressing San's parents left Mingi's head. He knew that would never matter before his love for San.
"Set me down, babe," San requested. He got down on his knees and took the condom off Mingi.
"Shit, Sannie. I love how good you suck." Mingi had to hold the wall with one hand while the other rested on his lower back. San hummed while playing with his member again. He could always go for a round two.
"Dinner's ready!"
"..."
"San?!"
Mingi came in San's mouth quickly. They had to dress back up before San's parents would come to see what's wrong.
"We're coming!" San threw open his door just as his father turned down the hallway towards them.
"Hey, you two."
"Hi, dad."
"You couldn't hear us?"
"I was showing Mingi my baby pictures. We didn't hear you the first time."
"Oh..." The man squinted. "What's that smell?"
"San showed me his candles. I liked the scent," Mingi said after coming out.
"It's better you close the door, then. I love my son, but I can't stand it." The three laughed.
"Am I eating dinner alone?" San's mother called. The three males sat down at the table.
Underneath, San held Mingi's hand while Mingi held San's. The hands perfectly fit with each other.
Just like their hearts did too.
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