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In Tokyo the sun rises and a little Han wakes up wrapped up in his boyfriend's arms, clinging to the skin of the older one, who sleeps without a shirt. He blushes slightly; despite having been used to waking up like this for a few weeks, his heart skips a beat every time their bodies are so close. Minho is so hot.

Han feels his morning erection pressing against Minho's leg and remembers the night where they did something for the first time. It was so intense and delicate at the same time...

The younger blushes at the thought and hides his face in the older's arm, as if someone could see him and read his dirty mind.

«Goodmorning, Princess»

Minho's hoarse voice greets him, making him hide his face even more, so as not to be seen already embarrassed in the early morning. How could he explain the blush on his cheeks and the hardness between his legs?

«'Morning!» he quickly responds, without raising his head.

Minho looks at him puzzled. The younger is hiding his face under his arm, unaware of the fact that he is practically in the older's armpit.

«Are you okay, little one?» he asks him, not knowing whether to laugh or worry. With Han you never know.

Jisung shakes his head vigorously, but still doesn't show his cute face. He's not okay at all.

«Hey, what's going on, baby?»

Not receiving a response, Minho worries and tries gently to raise his boyfriend's face, without success. The younger doesn't intend to look at him, so Minho just starts stroking his hair, still scented from the shower they took the night before.

«Speak to me, Hanie...» he says softly.

Han sighs and finally begins to speak: «I-I want to...» he starts, stuttering slightly, «I want to try something, but...» he sits up, covering his face with his hands, «I'm ashamed.»

Minho smiles, reassured by that attitude, and caresses Han's bare knee, trying to reassure him.

«Do you want to tell me what you would like to try, Jagi?»

The younger opens his fingers to look at his boyfriend's face, allowing only his eyes to appear through his protective wall, then he closes his fingers again and shakes his head rapidly. He really couldn't say it. He couldn't!

Minho raises an eyebrow, confused and amused: «Hanie?»

Jisung huffs but finally removes his hands from his flushed face: «I can't say it aloud!»

«Then... Could you show me?» Minho asks, now extremely curious.

Jisung blushes, but thinks about it. He probably can do it. He wants to do it. Yesterday he was so brave and it went great, today it could... Go even better.

Lately he's been thinking about trying the therapist's assignment again but, this time, without the lights off. He wants to watch Minho while he touches himself and, above all, he wants Minho to watch him. It's not an easy step for a person who has always unconsciously linked the partner's expressions of pleasure to something disgusting, to pain, to humiliation. But Minho's face is becoming a safe space for him and after seeing him excited the night before in the shower he had the confirmation of this: he felt neither fear nor disgust with Minho.

The older looks at him, still waiting for his response or attempt, and Han nods convinced:

«Okay, I can show you.»

Without waiting any longer, worrying about losing his courage, he straddles Minho, who widens his eyes without taking his gaze off him, curious of his boyfriend's desires.