The Present, 2017
It feels so safe here.
The last time I slept through the entire night was three years ago, on the night that I slept with Minho, the strange nightmares didn't bother me much that night. I didn't even think much about it back then, it was when I opened my eyes I came to the sudden realization that I also didn't have any terrors last night.
I also woke up to a hand on my left breast.
I shift a bit as I try to escape his airtight embrace, he groans at my sudden movement, I look up at him to see his eyes still closed. I tap on his arm and he responds by pulling me closer to his chest, I place a kiss on the intricate D which spells out the word Deuteronomy.
I had no idea he's religious. I observe his other body art with interest.
Be Nice.
Be Kind.
Oxygen.
I raise my eyebrows at the large crown, my fingers then involuntarily trace the awareness ribbon on his arm. He shifts his upper body as he places a small kiss on my head, "like what you see babe?"
I roll my eyes at him as I playfully slap his chest, "you've changed."
With his eyes half-open he looks at me with a smile on his face, "how?"
I study his face for a bit, "I'll say you're much more confident, I like it."
In a quick flash he turns me over on my back and secure my arms above my head, "and you're even more beautiful than I remember."
I giggle softly, "when did you get so corny?"
He frowns at me, "you don't like that?" I shake my head at him, and in return he kisses my neck, "how about that?"
I sigh, "I think you can do better."
He smirks at me then pulls the covers down to reveal my bare chest, his soft lips caresses my already erect nipples and I moan softly in response. I bite my lip in anticipation as I watch him lower his head, he places soft kisses all over my stomach and hips, he then gives me a weird look as he stopped just above the most sensitive area of my body at this point.
"Did you hear that?"
I squirm with a moan, "stop playing around..."
He chuckles mischievously then blows directly on my overly sensitive clit, I bite down hard on my lip as I watch in anticipation as his head draws closer to my center, "you're pretty down here too."
I roll my eyes at his silliness, "this is so much fun," I moan loudly as his tongue explores my entire area, "that was the character for Song," my hand flies to his soft hair as he continues his onslaught once more, "and that was Minho."
He then inserts his two fingers into my now soaking channel, "shit."
He places his free hand on my hip which forces me to lie on my back, "now this pussy really belongs to me," he latches on to my cl*t once more and I couldn't help the strange but sensual sounds that came out of my mouth.
As soon as my lower region begin to tremble he pulls away with a satisfied smirk plastered on his face, he then hovers over my body while placing a few kisses on my chest, and he doesn't hesitate to plant a sloppy one on my lips. He pulls away and looks at me, he runs his fingers through my hair and he kisses me once more, my mouth opens as I feel his erect member rubbing all over my vagina.
My moans return tenfold, and so did the begging, "please...Minho.." I could hardly finish my sentence due to the deep feeling of want that's currently coursing through my body.
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