TGOF | MW [✔]

05.

Mingyu woke and smelled the sweet scent of his mate clinging to his skin and clothes. It made a low purr of contentment vibrate from his chest, but as he opened his eyes and found himself alone, a quick shot of panic raced through his body and he reached out with his powers, searching for Wonwoo. He felt his presence on the beach and calmed at once.

Mingyu rolled out of bed and walked to the little balcony, pushing the curtain aside and strolling to the railing to look down at the place he felt Wonwoo's emotions coming from. The omega was happy and content, bubbling with a quiet wonder. The god looked out and saw a little cloud of butterflies fluttering around the little redhead in his oversized white silk robe and unbound, wild fiery hair. Mingyu watched as Wonwoo held out one of his hands and one landed in his palm. The others settled all over him, opening and closing their luminescent wings, making them blink slowly in the dim light of the morning.

The god smiled at the scene and willed himself down to his mate, appearing beside him silently and causing the little cloud of butterflies to flutter away. Wonwoo must have sensed his presence because he wasn't startled. The omega just turned to him with a smile and stood, the white robe hanging open all the way to his belly button, the bottom half revealing one long, lean leg.

Wonwoo was a vision there, in the warm ocean breeze with the wind gently pulling at his fiery hair. Mingyu felt the air around the omega warm and felt his shy arousal reaching out to him. Mingyu gave him a soft smile and reached for him, wrapping his hand around the back of Wonwoo's neck, caressing the skin with whisper-soft fingertips, and enjoying the shudder that ran down the omega's spine.

"Good morning, little dove."

Wonwoo's hands reached forward and curled into the black silk of his robe as he looked up at him with his wide obsidian eyes full of trust and love. Mingyu felt the omega's pleasure at the little nickname, which made him smile.

"Good morning."

He felt Wonwoo's longing as the omega's eyes flicked down to his lips, then back up, questioningly. The omega knew that Mingyu could hear his thoughts, and he let him feel his desire. Wonwoo wanted to be kissed. Really kissed, not like the gentle, chaste pecks from the night before. He wanted to be kissed like a lover, like a mate. He was full of longing to test the passion inside him, to see if it would feel as good to be kissed and touched as he thought it would. One side of Mingyu's mouth turned up, and he let Wonwoo feel his own fire, his need that had grown stronger every moment since the first second he'd seen him and he felt it fuel Wonwoo's own lust.

Mingyu pulled Wonwoo toward him, keeping the hand on his nape, and wrapping the other around his waist to pull him closer. Mingyu looked down at his mate and watched his eyes slide shut, letting his own follow. They met in a sensual slide of lips, slowly moving together and feeling their combined pleasure, as Mingyu left the connection open between them.

Lips parted to share breaths, and then pulled even closer together, Wonwoo's hands slid up Mingyu's shoulders to his neck to hold him into the kiss as their tongues met and both of them made a sound of needful pleasure, Mingyu's low and gruff, Wonwoo's high and whimpering. Mingyu's hands slid down to wrap around the backs of Wonwoo's thighs, lifting the omega up, before lowering himself down to sit in the sand with the omega straddling his lap.

Their kiss was hot and fervent, Wonwoo was firmly in his lap, and their dual arousal was no secret as their minds and bodies were connected. The god plundered his mouth with his tongue, tasting and dominating equally, exploring every little crevice and licking against the roof of his mouth in a way that was both ticklish and devilishly erotic.

Wonwoo pressed forward until his lips were sore and tingling from the constant pressure against them, and only then did Mingyu finally break the kiss. The god slid his lips down over his cheek, leaving a hot trail that cooled as he passed, moving toward his neck to run his teeth over the smooth, unmarked skin, before lapping at Wonwoo's scent gland.