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«Min?»

Han is wrapped around Minho's bare back, his cheek pressed against his soft skin. Every now and then his lips involuntarily stretch out to leave a small kiss near his neck. His boyfriend's sweet fragrance fills Jisung's nostrils and relaxes him. Minho doesn't like using perfumes, he doesn't smell like Dior or Gucci, Minho just smells like home.

«Mmh?» the other murmurs without turning around, keeping his eyes closed to enjoy that back hug just a little more. They have a few hours before they have to wake up to leave for the tour but neither of them care. They will catch up on sleep during the flight.

«What's it like to make love?» 

The older opens his eyes at that question and turns towards his boyfriend, who is biting his lower lip nervously.

«We already made love a lot of time, baby...» Minho replies, encircling him by the waist and bringing him closer to him. Their semi-naked bodies stick together.

«I did not mean that...» Han murmurs, looking down in embarrassment. 

Minho looks at him sweetly and hints at a smile. He strokes his soft, messy hair and with two fingers lifts his face to cross his round brown eyes.

«Do you want to try it, baby?» he whispers, softly.

Han's eyes widen, he looks scared but before he has time to speak, Minho adds: «Without penetration, baby»

The younger one seems lost. Is something like this even possible? 

«How?» he asks, bringing his small hands to the older's bare chest. Hope and curiosity visible in his gaze.

«Trust me» Minho whispers to him, brushing his lips with his thumb, «Let me love you, Ji»

Han's cheeks turn red but a smile appears on his lips and he nods in agreement.

Minho smiles and leans into his boyfriend's beautiful face. He brings their lips together in a sweet, warm kiss. Han opens his mouth, immediately giving him free access, but the older continues with a slow and sweet kiss, passing his tongue only over Jisung's lips, making him moan for the pleasure.

A shiver runs through the younger's body and Minho covers them with the warm blankets, to protect his boyfriend from the cold of winter. His hand cup Han's face gently, crossing those sweet eyes: «Are you cold, love?» he asks, whispering.

Han is enchanted by those brown eyes, they are so beautiful and full of love. Love for him. Love that Han didn't even think he deserved.

«I-I'm okay, Min» he murmurs, almost embarrassed by that intense look. Minho worries about him every single time.

The older goes back to kissing those inviting lips, while his hand caresses his little boyfriend's hips and back. His thumb starts drawing small circles on the ribs, moving up and gently stimulating a nipple. 

Han clings to his shoulders, moaning into his mouth. He's so sensitive to Minho's touch.

The older gently pushes Han onto the mattress and gets on top of him, between his legs, resuming kissing him gently.

Jisung feels his heart speed up, from fear, from desire, from every emotions together. He's scared, he is completely at the mercy of someone else, but he wants to feel him. He wants to feel Minho all over his body. 

The older's mouth descends, leaving a trail of kisses on Han's chin, neck and chest, until he finally licks softly one of his nipple.

Jisung arches his back in response, biting his lips.