Sleeping Habits [MinChan] (Completed)

Chapter 11

Wait... Minho had been calling his name clear and loud. Did that mean...

Okay, the thought alone made him aroused. Well, maybe not only the thought – the warm body against him surely helped – but it didn't matter. He knew perfectly that he would be unable to control his body and that it would be bad if he needed to touch himself right now and here. He knew it wouldn't be too complicated to reach his limit with those sighs and the other's literally humping onto his body.

He should not watch. He shouldn't for sure... but his head tilted itself toward the figure lying onto him. Slowly his eyes got used to the lack of light, enough to distinguish little details of Minho's figure.

His eyes rolled on him, from his hips to his head to face the one thing he never dared to wish.

Above to him, Minho's open eyes were watching him silently. Chan gasped and sat quickly on his bed's head. Could Minho be sleeping with open eyes now

"I was truly convinced Changbin was kidding," Minho said, surprising Chan.

"What?" He exclaimed unwillingly, far from being alert enough to understand the situation.

"Shhhhhtt," the younger hushed as he put a finger on the other's mouth.

Like a feline, Minho crawled on Chan's lap who couldn't believe his eyes nor his ears. By instinct, his hands caught each side of his hips and got lost into the playful eyes above him.

He was surely dreaming by now.

He wasn't sure he wanted to ever wake up.

He pinched himself and growled in pain. He heard Minho chuckle and felt warms hand under his shirt, stroking his stomach up to his shoulders.

"We had a discussion to pursue, didn't we?"

Before he had time to ask what he meant, the useless question vanished when Minho's lips met his. He was still groggy and didn't understand fully what was happening. Why now? He didn't know if it was another of Minho's sleeping habit but with his mischievous fingers running against his chest, he didn't care at all.

They shared more heating kisses and their hands became bolder. On impulse, Chan turned and pinned Minho on his bed. One leg on each side, he reached Minho's T-shirt and lifted it, beginning to strip him.

"No objection?"

"Are you kidding?" Minho almost scowled and threw out the clothes far away on the ground.

"Hey, I'm just checking..." Chan justified timidly.

"Stop talking."

"I thought this was our discussion..." he joked back, trying to gain back some control over the events. [kids leave from here! >//<]

Minho shut him up instantaneously. Hand down to his pants and lips biting his neck, he trapped Chan's body and mind in a wonderfully warm cloud. Slowly, he reached his manhood and began to stroke him. When he recovered a bit of lucidity, Chan moved a bit and observed Minho's half-naked body. Having him craving for attention under him almost killed him from longing and desire.

He met his eyes and kissed him again. Then, his lips went lower, drawing on his honey-sweet skin. With his mouth, he followed his body lines up down to his hips. He pulled One second he hesitated and he looked up. Only to meet Minho's expectant eyes full of desire. Uncertain, he licked with precaution the tip of his member and earned a long moan. With more confidence, he took his whole member in his mouth and Minho moaned more, helplessly.

"Channie... ah ~"

Glad to receive such answer, Chan fastened his pace until he heard what seemed to be a warning. He didn't have time to realise the meaning of the grunt he heard that Minho was already releasing himself.

"I'm sorry," he whispered guiltily, seeing the other struggling with the stains on his chin and lips.

Chan shook his head and Minho helped him wipe mess with a tissue found on the bedside table.

"Let me help you with that too," Minho said gesturing at his crotch.

He pushed Chan on the bed and pulled out his pyjama pants. He began to stroke him again like he did it before and licked him too. Already aroused by the moans and the treatment Minho gave him before, it didn't take long for Chan to come. He hadn't been able to warn, too lost in his pleasure. He came in Minho's mouth, who made a full show to swallow loudly before he kissed him again.

"Wow..." Minho let out as he fell loudly on the mattress.

They were both panting and it took them a while to recover. Chan didn't say anything, still floating in a bubble of bliss. Half of it was a consequence of the post-coital effect, but the second half came from the realisation of the fully-bloomed love his felt toward Minho. He was way too happy to share this precious moment with him.

"We should sleep," Minho added, already shuffling to hide behind the blanket.

Chan nodded, too awake to fall asleep so soon. "What a discussion," he whispered, cuddling Minho until he eventually fell asleep.

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AHHHHHHHHHHH It makes me so shy U_U

Lemme know if you're uncomfortable and want a real warning before each smutty scene ^^'
Funny note, I was so into this that I wrote "He didn't bulge" instead of budge. HUM *hides*