The Kim Family Tetralogy

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"Put the 'Do not disturb' sign out." Hobi ordered through chattering teeth, and Minho did his best, trying to get the piece of plastic over the door nob without breaking off kissing Hobi.
"Finally." Minho sighed, and locked the door behind them, while ridding Hobi of his shirt.
And pants.
"Ohmigoooodhh!" Hobi moaned as Minho took him in his mouth, undressing himself simultaneously.
"Come in my mouth." Minho groaned, letting up for one second to get his own pants off.
"HHUUURGLMmmm." Hobi's legs almost gave out and he leaned his back against the wall, trying to find something to hold on to, but had to settle for Minho's shoulders, "I'm, I'm, I'm, HOOOOHMMMmmm." releasing it all down Minho's throat, slid down the wall and pulled his man down on the floor, "On your back." he ordered, "Now."
Minho didn't hesitate, he tipped backwards and Hobi shuffled himself down between his legs "Ready?" he wheezed and went to work.
Minho whipped his head back when he felt Hobi's lips around him, "HOOOHSEOK!" he came as soon as Hobi had taken him all, shuddering apart, becoming boneless under him, giggling through his panting, "Twelve. I'm twelve."
"We can't go this long without sex, ever again." Hobi warned, pant-laughing.

Charlie had slept in their bed, between them, the last couple of nights as her mom went into labour and welcomed a little baby girl, to everyone's delight.
Mina'd felt bad for them and seen to it they'd have a couple of days on their own, before flying back, and had contacted Jiwoo who'd helped set up a stay for them at a small, private, spa up the coast, since they were flying out of LA, anyway.
"You speak the truth my love." Minho giggled and lifted his head to look at him.
"I don't want to move." Hobi sighed, happy, still between Minho's legs and placed a chaste kiss on his balls.
"Me neither." Minho agreed, and let his head fall back on the floor.

Hobi had thought he'd go insane not being able to even make out with his man, hard to do when you had a sleeping five-year-old in the middle of the bed, separating you from the person you wanted to smooch, but, he wouldn't have changed things for the world.
That child had nested herself, firmly, in Hobi's heart and he would die for her.
Leaving her behind had been the hardest thing he'd ever had to do in his life, and leaving her early, to go have sex with his man, felt, frivolous.
But he really was going insane, so.
The memory of hugging a devastated, devastated, Charlie, crying, holding on to him for dear life, hanging over his shoulder, would forever haunt him.
He'd tried to comfort her, swaying them from side to side, softly humming, "We'll come home as soon as we can, sweatheart." he'd promised.
"Pi-hinky sw-hear?" Charlie'd sobbed, looking up at him.
"Ok." he'd held out his finger for her to take.
"Pro-homise t-to come hooome!" she'd wailed and hugged him again.
"I promise." he'd of course promised.
"Ok." Dan, her actual father, a nice, quiet, accountant type guy'd said, prying her off Hobi and hugging her tight against his neck and letting her cry as Hobi, Minho and Bonbon got into the car and waved goodbye, as they drove off.
Dan'd sighed and kissed his kid on her head. People her own age would have a hard time living up to her memory of Hobi, in the future, he feared.
But, one heartache at a time.

Hobi'd been silently crying in Minho's arms, "Why am I crying?" he'd complained, "They're your family." he'd accused Minho.
"Oh, baby," Minho'd sighed and kissed him on the head, unknowingly mimicing Dan's gesture, "I'm sorry you fell in love with my niece. Should I be worried?" he'd joked, making Hobi giggle, "Very." Hobi'd mused and kissed his nose, "But I happen to know you want to become a father so..."
"You're thinking of kidnapping her?"
"Would your sister mind?" Hobi'd asked, pretend hopeful.
"Little bit, yeah." Minho'd nodded, smiling.
"We just have to make one of our own then." Hobi'd whispered in Minho's ear.
"You wanna go back and bed my other sister right now, or?" Minho'd teased.
"Depends." Hobi'd speculated.
"On what?"
"Would I actually have to, you know the old fashioned way? 'Cause then it's a hard no." he'd shook his head, "Also, I'm a lousy lay, wouldn't want to put your sister through that ordeal if I don't have to." Hobi'd shivered.
"Haha." Minho'd laughed and bent down and whispered, "You're the best lay I've ever had!"
"Yes, well," Hobi'd pursed his lips, "you have the right equipment."
"Oh, do I?"
"Mm."