ALL BARK NO BITE | SADISTIC BEAUTY SPINOFF

Chapter 89

(Spoiler and Trigger warning in comment:-)

~ 320 F, La Grande Maison, Haenan Acropolis: Apartment Complex, Itaewon-dong, Yongsan-gu, Seoul

Wookyung let up an easy laugh, feeling Minho's fingers dig into his sides as they fell half-naked in bed, Minho needily coached him deeper between his legs, back arched as he dragged them both down into the mattress.

"What's so funny?" Minho gasped, his face pink as his chest rose and fell, legs limp in the air. Wookyung sobered, palms pinned to the sheets behind Minho as he gazed at his drunk, loving eyes.

"I dreamt of you... craved you... for so long... and now you're here... I can't believe it" Wookyung let out a choked laugh, clenching his jaw to keep from crying. Minho reached up to cradle his chin, running a thumb along his jaw to make him relax, smiling.

"Here..." he ran his fingers down Wookyung's forearm to his wrist, gripping his hand and guiding it over his clothed chest, letting him feel his heart thudding between his fingers. "Can you feel it?" Minho whispered and Wookyung nodded, his breath hitching.

"It's beating so hard..." Minho closed his eyes, eyes travelling down Wookyung's sharp jawline, his honeyed skin, sculpted chest, sinewy abs... his golden, happy trail trickling into the waist of his pants, the fabric clinging so tightly to his flexing thighs, straddling him.

"It's all for you" Minho managed a whimper, between a plea and a pleasured exclamation before Wookyung pounced onto him. His hands tugged up Minho's sweatshirt, pulling it over his head and leaving it in the corner of his bed.

Minho fumbled with Wookyung's belt buckle, slipping his pants low, the elastic of his underwear peeling down his thick thighs. He breathlessly rolled down his own, eager to feel his bare skin on his own, to be one with him.

*

Wookyung sank into the crook of Minho's neck, a gasp escaping his lips as he felt Minho's lips connect with the edge of his shoulder. Their arms wrapped around each other as they sat facing each other, their legs open on either side, bodies close.

Minho's kisses travelled up Wookyung's shoulder, near his neck, ear, and on his temple. Wookyung held Minho's arms, pulling him in for a quick kiss, their breaths mingling between their heaving chests.

Minho touched Wookyung's chin, leaning in again, kissing slower and deeper, giggling. Wookyung smiled against Minho's lips, eyes wide and gentle. "Your freckles are so pretty" Minho gently dotted the spattering of them across the bridge of Wookyung's nose, making him blush.

"What...?" Minho laughed between shy kisses, feeling Wookyung's hand lightly graze up his spine, resting at the dip of it. "No one's ever noticed them" Wookyung admitted, head lowered, nudging into Minho's forehead.

"Well... I see them even in the dark..." Minho kissed his nose and the side of his face, "They look like drops of sunlight... flecked on you" he kissed his clavicle, the shape of his beautiful scar, feeling Wookyung's tears wet his hair.

"You know I like...?" Wookyung asked. Minho raised his head level to his lover's, cocking his head a little "What?" he uttered. "This... little mole... right here..." Wookyung groaned, lips resting on the ticklish skin of Minho's neck, raising the hair on his body.

"I love it..." he whispered against his skin, kissing it fervently. Minho arched his back, hands gripping Wookyung's back as he leaned his head back, giving him more access. "I have a new favourite one, though..." he said.

"Wh-which one?" Minho's eyes fluttered, feeling Wookyung's fingers sinking into his waist as he gently arched his back, laying him back on the sheets. He could only tell where by the sensation of his soft lips, travelling down his chest and belly.