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Jongin smirked, beyond proud of himself that he was having such an effect on Jiho, and he nodded, leaning into the gentle hand. "I'll take care of you, just like you take care of me." Jongin whispered, leaning up and pressing a soft kiss to Jiho's lips, knowing his own were cold from the ice. He pumped his hand slowly around the other's , wanting to get him nice and hard for when Jongin was ready to jump in a little deeper. He took another piece of ice into his mouth and gently dragged that one down the center of Jiho's chest, then trailed off to the he hadn't attacked with ice just yet and traced it around the very edge. He himself was getting hard from the whole event, never having done this with someone he actually cared about. He was ecstatic to watch Jiho's responses to the chill and the warmth, as Jongin swallowed the ice and started soothing the chilled areas with his slowly warming tongue. He went on this way for a little while, and and biting at Jiho's chest before finally taking another cube into his mouth and moving his body lower.

Jongin slid down between Jiho's legs, poking the cube out of his mouth and dragging it on the sensitive flesh of Jiho's sac. He poked his cold tongue out a moment later to press against the velvety flesh before pushing the cube out again and running it lightly up the underside of Jiho's , keeping consistent with that vein Jongin was so very interested in. He swirled it around the head of Jiho's before sliding it along the slit, then it back into his mouth and let himself lower down, taking Jiho's into his mouth beside the ice cube and pumping what he couldn't reach with his hands. Jiho may not have been the best at s, but Jongin was good, and he knew he was. He bobbed his head fast, hard and eager and keeping the ice cube moving around his mouth, knowing it was pressing to different spots on Jiho's as he kept going, and he was determined to get Jiho off this way. He wanted to taste Jiho's in his mouth and feel his throb in his hands. He wanted Jiho to come apart for him more than once, so Jongin could prove this time that he would be there, just like Jiho had been there for him.

Jongin was getting better. He'd gained weight, he smiled more, he didn't really cry about much and he hadn't had a nightmare in a long time. Jongin was doing /well/ with Jiho, better than he ever had in his life, but there were still some things he only knew how to express through . This was definitely one of those things. He was going to pleasure Jiho and not make him work for it at all - after all, this was Jongin's thank you. Jongin had thought for sure his heart was going to stop when he saw those awful men. He had physically felt the burn of shame on the scars they had left on his body. Jongin had felt /ugly/ when he saw them, disgusted by his own body and his own existence and he had had a moment of utter surety that Jiho was going to toss him to the side when he saw how weak Jongin was compared to those who had assaulted him. But Jiho had done something so utterly mindblowing to Jongin - he had defended him. For the first time in his life, someone had defended him. And to have it be Jiho...it meant more to Jongin than he could ever put to words, and he pulled back for a moment, swallowing his saliva and the ice cube, his lips and sighing. "Thank you, Daddy." He whispered, then dove back down, taking Jiho in again and working him even faster, his mouth finally warm.