Dorms

@Shin Dongwoo The sweet murmurs from his love were absolutely everything to Taemin. They fueled his tired limbs to keep going, to keep chasing that euphoric moment meant to be experienced by the both of them, to give that genuine reaction and part of himself fully to the man that had forgiven everything selflessly. The love that flowed between both of them into final moments would forever be engraved in the younger’s memories until the day he drew his last breath, of that he was more than positive, and it’s what kept the sweet serene smile on his face as the ic high began to subside, coaxing his limbs to relax their tremors to the best of his abilities. It was Dongwoo’s sweet question that redirected the boy’s dazed but loving eyes back up to the one who meant the world to him, a glistening layer of sweat starting to dry off from his chest that was already struggling to regulate its breathing, trying to pull in enough energy to whisper back all the reassurance - but it was the gentle handling of both their spent bodies being placed on their sides that brought out the most serene of giggles. “That...that is the only way I ever want to make love again. Dongwoo, that was more than perfect, beyond everything I ever imagined to be like...you didn’t push me too far, I loved every second of it.” The boy whispered back in the happiest of tones, the honesty radiating from his pearly white smile and crescent moons eyes. In case the boy wasn’t clear enough with his fondness for the moment they just spent together, Min’s entire demeanor oozed ease, attraction, absolute trust towards the older laying next to him - a warm palm placed on his own stomach to enjoy the leftover warmth Dongwoo had left inside, wishing to keep hold of it for as long as possible, his legs already mindlessly attempting to tangle themselves with Woo’s own because his heart couldn’t handle the idea of not touching, not being with the older for more than a few seconds, his entire form already inching closer to Dongwoo’s stronger one because there was nowhere else he’d rather be.

The digits carding through the mess that his post- hair had to be absolutely tugged at the boy’s heartstrings, turning further into affectionate fluff as the sweetest of confessions reached his ears- causing beaming smiles to erupt from Taemin before he gave in to his desires and left a line of pecks running along the older’s arm currently tangled in his hair, gingerly covering every inch of Woo’s skin past his shoulder, neck, and jawline until he could plant a tender, albeit passionate liplock on his lover. “I love you, Shin Dongwoo...I adore you more than I could ever describe in words. Thank you, sincerely from the bottom of my heart, for helping me find who I am again.” Gentle gazes fully meeting and melting into the older’s own, arms coming around to not only wrap around Woo’s chest but to also mesh their skin together yet again - not caring at all for the mess Taemin had previously left there in their most euphoric moment - Taemin nuzzled himself flush under Woo’s chin, his ear pressed above the older’s heartbeat to hear it’s lullaby well into sweet slumber. “This moment left me so incredibly happy that I don’t care for whatever style we go for next. y, innocent, rough, it doesn’t matter because I know I’m always going to be happiest in your arms. So..we should let the mood decide. Whatever we’re feeling in that moment, whether it’s to ravish each other like there’s no tomorrow or to make time stop to prolong every second of passion, I want it all as long as it’s with you.” The younger reassured before the cheekiest of grins plastered on his face and a dust of cherry enlightened his cheeks. “More date nights sounds absolutely wonderful...but, to celebrate us? Does this mean...I get to be yours again?” The boy didn’t want to let on just how hopeful and incredibly happy he was at the implications of Dongwoo’s words, but he was absolutely failing. There was just something so mind-blowingly heartwarming about not only potentially being in a relationship again with the man he adored most in this world, but the fact that Dongwoo actually still /wanted/ him - officially and proudly no matter who saw - despite everything that happened...Lee Taemin felt like he could possibly die from happiness tonight.

@Lee Taemin Taemin

It truly felt like he was being blessed by an angel hearing the change in Taemin's voice transition from lustrous bliss to something far more tender and serene like a siren lulling sailors to their doom, the dj was falling deeper and deeper under his lover's spell. Every made him want more, left him craving to hear that symphony for the rest of his days despite his lover barely grasping onto the edge of his sanity to keep from falling over the edge. “You’re doing so good baby… It’s okay… It’s okay to let go. I’m not going anywhere, I’ll be right here with you every second of the way…” He continued whispering in the younger’s ears seeing the strain in those honeyed orbs. Taemin was fighting it, forcing himself away from the that was clawing at his every being but why was a mystery to him, especially when the boy was gripping him so damn tight that his own arousal was on the brink of bursting. “I love you too baby, my sunflower, that’s all I ever wanted… To show you how much I love you, to make you FEEL how much I adore you…” The whimpered plea caught Dongwoo off guard, so completely in fact that the elder stuttered and nearly came to a stop hearing his lover beg to in unison. “Whatever you want baby… We’ll come together.” Using both palms to rest against the swell of those glorious hips, the musician relentlessly bucked upward violently ing upward while he watched his angel come undone right atop him, the beautiful sight enough to push the elder over the edge sending thick spurts of seeping hot deep inside the former letting the passion of the night drag them away to their own personal paradise crafted for just the two of them.

Cradled against just above his chest Dongwoo watched in awe at the puddle pulling on his skin, every claw and whimper like a badge of honor while he waited for the boy to come down from his high until the weight of his lover collapsing against him was enough to tell the elder he’d been sated. “Did I get a little too carried away their again? I heard prostate s could be intense, I hope I didn’t push you too far over the edge baby… I just wanted to make sure you felt amazing through and through.” Even though Taemin was the one still trembling in his hold a sigh escaped his lips at how the dancer was once again taking care of him with doting affection. Gently easing the pair onto their sides Dongwoo stared down at the gorgeous being before him, fingers tangling in the lavender locks before smiling. “I love you, Lee Taemin. This right here… This is all I ever wanted. For you to be comfortable being yourself. y, innocent, rough, gentle, I don’t care about any of that as long as it’s you being you. Next time we can try anything you like… How does that sound? And I can take you out on a proper date to celebrate us…”

@Shin Dongwoo The pet names, the moans, the sweet caresses and looks meant only for him - all of those things were encapsulating the smaller male on a one-way ticket to absolute bliss. Before Dongwoo even had an opportunity to shuffle their pace around, the boy already felt on the brink of white ectasy, fingertips already grazing the sweet feeling, barely needing anything at all to grasp it...and then Dongwoo unleashed his adoration on him. Taemin’s moans were so soft, but so incredibly vulnerable at the hands of his lover, letting the musician have his way with him simply because there was no better feeling in the world. The soft caresses to his tummy, the smooth voice tickling his ear, the strong arms that came to shield from anything other than love, everything was just preparing Taemin for the time of his life. Upon the first against his bundle of nerve came the first of many cries of pleasure, something the boy tried to control for a few seconds amidst the hazy euphoria coursing through his tightening limbs, but alas to no avail, the best the boy could do to control the volume was let them bounce against Dongwoo’s neck each time the older made him see stars.
Boy did Taemin try to prolong the final moments of bliss as long as possible, knowing fully well despite the state he was in that moment together would go do in the books for the rest of his life, no matter what happened years down the road. As more moans, baby grunts, and hisses of approval escaped those lips, the more Taemin anxiously tried to hold back his tipping point - even with the older told him it was okay. Dongwoo was so...perfect. So gentle, kind, considerate, loving despite the show that happened the night before. The younger knew it was because he loved him - they both loved each other dearly - but it was precisely because of that that Taemin was going to try his damndest to give Dongwoo even an inch of the pleasure and happiness that the oldest was currently giving him. Nimble, shaking fingers reach out to cradle his lover’s face, eyes too weak to hold open as the words struggled to form past his throat with the way the alternative bursts of speed and grinds was making the most sinful of sounds crash against the DJ’s lips, but damnit did Taemin try as his body began the tale-tell signs of tightening near the point of combustion. “W-Woo.....I love you so much...please, with me, with me…” The boy outright begged, desperately tightening his inner core muscles with hope that he’d be able to hold off until Dongwoo was ready to release as well, but the attempts were futile as not even two minutes later, the boy’s body had reached its threshold - the coil that had tightened beyond belief in the depths of his soul had unleashed with unimaginable force, sending the boy forward in a frenzy of tremors as he hugged his love’s shoulders for dear life after the last sensual cry of your name. Rope after rope of pearly whites landed on Dongwoo’s chest for minutes on end, the boy unknowingly digging his blunt nails into the older’s flesh with each spike of pleasure that traveled up his spine, tremors slowing down but not fully going away even after the last of Taemin’s joined the sticky mess that had become their embraced torsos. Who knows how long the boy’s lasted, for the dancer was still able to feel that blissful high even after he finally found the energy and air in his lungs to unlock the vice grip he had on the older’s shoulders in favor of running warm palms up and down his love’s back - almost in an apologetic gesture for the red scratches his own blinding euphoria had left behind. Along with the sweet caresses came kitten-like pecks and along Dongwoo’s neck, collarbones, anywhere the younger’s lips could reach, trying to show the older just how much he adored him.

@Lee Taemin The press of plush lips against his own felt so sensual in comparison to the brilliant smile being sent his way. The love he had for Taemin truly burned and coursed through every fiber of his being, escalating into passive grunts as the younger took the lead, bouncing and rocking on his to the best of his abilities. Dongwoo didn’t care about how experienced or inexperienced his lover was, only the blinding pleasure that was being sent his way and the encouraging moans he gave in return to encourage the younger’s steady pace while grabby hands kneaded the full mounds of his pert bottom. Watching Taemin work restlessly atop his was certainly a sight to behold. The man was truly a beauty beyond words but it was difficult to describe the angel before him, every word seemingly too weak to capture the ethereal being that he was.
“Babe? Ngh …” A resounding groan left the elder’s lips as he glanced up to see what had caused his lover to let out such a startled gasp, the earlier bounces coming to a complete still while the boy sat atop him coming to realize that Taemin had taken the thick member down completely, a first for the couple as Dongwoo often tried to keep his penetration shallow as not to overwhelm the angel with his size. Quickly reaching out to steady the younger, one hand staying firm on his hips while the other rested tenderly upon his back to ease him down if the boy felt too weak to move, Dongwoo didn’t dare move an inch as Taemin came closer. “Min, if it’s too much I ca—“ Biting down against the plush flesh the musician was taken aback in the change of delivery having expected his lover to cease completely or at least pull back to keep from burdening his petite frame but instead he was lost in the pleasure that Taemin was offering him, letting his sunflower take his time in that slow, steady pace that allowed them both a moment to adjust to the deep penetration though the DJ admittedly found himself struggling not to start bucking up against every grind his lover was performing. Swallowing thickly against the saliva that had built up within his mouth Dongwoo gave the flat tummy a gentle press, the curve of his bulging against his own palm beneath the skin as he followed up to the tip awestruck by how well his fragile lover was taking him. “I can feel everything baby… I can feel you riding every inch of me, can feel it rocking so deep inside that little body of yours… I really don’t think I can hold still.” Sitting up so that Taemin could sit completely and comfortably upon his lips the elder captured those plump, rosy lips between his own hugging the smaller into a tight embrace lightly ing upward knocking repeatedly against the sensitive bundle of nerves that had his lover on cloud nine wanting to show the boy just how much he truly meant to him.

By the way the clenching walls tightened even further Dongwoo knew the angel was close but he wanted to help draw out his lover’s as long as possible, wanting to make sure that this moment was one he would look back on long after they’d caught their breaths and turned in for the night. His own thick member twitching within the younger he continued cradling the boy to his chest, alternating between quickfire bursts of speed and slow, deep bucks while Taemin’s perfect mounds rocked against his taut balls eager for release. “It’s okay to baby… I’ve got you, I won’t ever let you go. Never again…”

@Shin Dongwoo The amount of tenderness the boy felt within each and every one of Dongwoo’s caresses had the dancer raising towards cloud nine. He felt so incredibly loved in everything his lover did, whether it was physically touching him or admiring his body down or simply smiling at him. The boy sounded like a broken record even in his own mind, but he knew he was incredibly lucky to call Dongwoo his - he doubted anyone would ever love him more than his ever so forgiving musician. Taemin’s eyes glistened with the emotions surging through him, not tearful but immensely appreciative and outright in love with the man towering above him so patiently - that was until the yell tore away his running thought, ready to pull a chuckle out of Taemin from the ironic nickname granted the curse, but the boy never had a chance to laugh as he caught sight of probably the most view he’s ever had the pleasure of witnessing.
Each sensual swirl of those sinful hips had the younger biting down on his lip /hard/, whimpering out in utter desire to continue their dirty dancing, feeling all the nerve endings of his inner walls gleefully rejoicing with the fluidity of their hips moving so in sync, so close to one another. He didn’t realize how badly his body yearned for this level of intimacy, knees opening wider and pulling up farther along his torso to feel every engorged vein deep into his body. It was mind blowing, exhilarating. Feeling his breath hitch and the fire in his nether region turn near blinding, Taemin was about to speak out in another whispy warning - when the room’s orientation completely flipped, eyes blinking fast before more angel-like chuckles described the younger’s sweet surprise. There was just something Taemin absolutely adored about being in Dongwoo’s lap, whether he’d be doting clothes or not - he couldn’t quite pinpoint it, but it filled him up with so much joy alongside those warm palms caressing his thighs.
Eyes gleaming and that sunflower-like smile, the dancer leaned in to steal a quick peck followed by muffled chuckles against those smooth lips he was addicted to, before hamstrings went to work and Taemin was riding his love at a steady pace. If it wasn’t clear enough before, being in this position with his one and only was one of Taemin’s favorites, no matter how inexperienced the younger was - it was obvious in the soft coquettish glances the boy gave to his DJ, nothing like the nearly-filthy looks of seduction Taemin was delivering the night before. No, this time the dancer moved with the sole purpose of bringing /both/ of them the upmost pleasure, speed not too overbearing that he looked silly, intensity set to a lasting level-
That was, until one of Taemin’s knees slipped from the accumulation of sweat, causing the loudest hitch of air the dancer could produce to resonate in the room, as he had to outright stop and attempt to let his limbs recover their shivers. The slip - something that would have made the easy going dancer chuckle yet again in their carefree love making - had actually pulled Dongwoo right in til the hilt of his , reaching the depths of Taemin’s like never before due to the help of gravity, and Taemin could have sworn that he saw stars -
The boy nearly crumbled in his lover’s arms, leaning his forehead against Dongwoo’s with eyes softly fluttered shut, panting deeply straight from his soul as instead of stopping, Taemin kept ricocheting his hips in the smoothest circles all in Dongwoo’s lap. Not once did the boy actually lift up his hips again after discovering /the/ position that came closest to unraveling even the deepest and darkest of his desires; instead, the dancer shakily took one of the DJ’s hands and brought the warm palm over to his own lower abdomen, as if letting the older /feel/ just how deep he truly was inside the small frame that built Taemin, feel the tiny uncontrolled shivers his tummy did from his prostate being caressed so lovingly like this. “C-Can you feel it? You’re in so deep...I love you..I’m so in love with you..” Their sweet ride had turned into the most passionate grinding the boy could give, pleased whimpers sinfully filling their little bubble of love with each move since the dancer’s inner walls were more than willing to hug the as tightly as possible . Hips never stopped their grind as weak arms came up to seal even the smallest space between their torsos, wrapping almost lazily around his love’s shoulders before a hand dug itself into the long, soft brunette tresses he loves so much. It was obvious the boy was so close to coming undone from just the difficulty he had in keeping a steady breath, but Taemin didn’t care as he kept their foreheads and noses touching ever so sweetly, soft smiles always present as he whispered sweet nothings and love confessions only for Dongwoo to hear, while his body focused solely on making sure the musician was enjoying the intimacy as much as possible.

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@Lee Taemin At the whimpered plea Dongwoo peered down at his lover long enough to realize just how much the hurried entrance had pained him. Guilt immediately rattled the man as he whispered silent apologies in tender kisses and nuzzles; though he’d been careful not to ram himself into the boy it seemed that wasn’t enough to ease the tension between them. “I can grab some more lube if it’s too much baby, or I can pull out. Whatever you need-” But it seemed he’d misread the situation entirely, the way his lover clinged to him like the little koala that he was brought a small smile to the elder’s lips as he cradled Taemin in his arms giving him the comfort that he needed to relax those convulsing walls. “Your wish is my command.” Brushing his thumb over those incredibly kissable lips - even more plush than usual swollen from the needy round of making out they’d just torn away from – down over the inviting neck that was still unnervingly free of any blemishes (something Woo would certainly have to correct) letting his fingers delicately careen the planes of the beautifully sculpted collar bones, the peaks of his pebbled chest, the contours of that slender waist leading precariously to the swell of his hips drinking in every feature before meeting those rich browns once again.

The way their lips melded together once again had Dongwoo’s entire body tense trying to resist the natural urge to fall into the boy and claim him in ways that he’d promised he’d restrain from, though the strained groans were enough to signal just how hard he was trying for his sunflower. If it was for Taemin anything was possible, he couldn’t afford to get caught up in feelings and desires if it meant hurting the tiny boy in the process. Instead he let himself melt into the sweet kisses, taking in the gentle caress to his back and all the while whispering sweet nothings meant only for Taemin. The dancer had been Dongwoo’s refuge, had been his one shot at redemption, at believing love was possible even for someone like him and now being caught within each other’s embrace in a dance only they could perform Dongwoo knew none of that had changed. “F- Minnie!” Tearing away from the kiss after accidentally giving the flesh a sharp nip the elder let out a shattered moan at the pressure renewed engulfing his before making way to the wary bucks that left him blinded in his arousal. They were nothing more than innocent little s forward probably feeling out the pain and pleasure that came along with each movement but it was those moans, those enchanting cries that threatened to til him over the edge watching the boy literally himself on his while he slipped an arm between his lover’s arching back to keep him steady as he met each and every with a swirl of his own. There was nothing sleezy or daring about the actions but there was something so sensual and about the scene that Woo simply could not take his eyes off the boy cradling him in his arms while the two made love in the most unexpected reversal he’d ever encountered. It made his heart soar to hear the hesitation wafting through that delicate, feeble voice. That uncertainty and question underlying the boldness of his request was so like Taemin that Dongwoo knew this was what had captured his heart all those months ago. This boy was truly an angel not for his stunning looks or warm aura but the purity that resonated within. Even now when all he’d wanted was to take his time with the boy and give him everything he deserved, Taemin was once again thinking of him and the DJ was in no position to refuse. “I would love to see you ride me baby… I’m all yours.” His voice was raw with desire as he swirled the pair around, Dongwoo resting against the headboard with the petite figure perched on his lap, fingers running up and down the slender thighs in invitation.

@Shin Dongwoo The younger felt the loving passion in his chest swell once the pressure to his lips amplified, relaxing with the thought of Dongwoo continuing to enjoy their moments together. If it was up to him, the musician could continue to devour him whole and Taemin would feel like he’s reached heaven. Amongst the yearnful kiss, the dancer’s own spirited groans fluttered into the older’s warm mouth due to the wave of excitement that swept through the boy’s limbs from the press of their groins. And that nickname...there was something about being called ‘baby’ again that set the fire ablaze in the younger’s soul, doubled along with the y huskiness of Dongwoo’s voice and Taemin was seeing stars behind his closed lids. He wanted this, Taemin ached so passionately for this, for being reunited with his one and only love that when he felt the smile press into their kiss, the dancer knew regardless of what happened in the next hour or two, this moment together was going to be memorable.
The curse doubled the wreck that coursed through the dancer as he felt Dongwoo slowly enter his body, slowly knock every ounce of breath out of him and brought on the familiar initial stinging. Though they were technically together the previous night and had gone through the stretching already, it was the purpose behind this particular love-making that made Taemin tense up more than the previous night..and this time, he didn’t want to ignore the sting to power through - he could still feel the soreness from doing that previously, his hips weren’t happy with him .
“Wait, please…” the boy managed to say barely above a whisper, voice quivering with the intensity of feeling so forsakenly full again. Arms and legs tightened around the older’s form for comfort and security before letting out shaky exhales to kick start his core relaxing its tight grip on the girth. “Caress me, please...anywhere is okay.” Taemin pulled off the shoulder he was leaning on to look up at his lover - , Dongwoo was beautiful - smiling softly as he tried to be more vocal, more clear about his desires as Dongwoo had intended in their heart-to-heart earlier. It still made him feel slightly off in the beginning, like he was being too selfish in an intimate moment like this, but honesty was their motto from now on - and honestly, the younger was convinced that merely a from Woo’s palm, a small signal of his kind presence, was all the boy needed to never stray from happiness again. Taemin did just that, taking his lover’s hand to guide up and down his smaller frame as a kickstarter to what he wanted, before redirecting his own fingers to the older’s spine, lovingly dancing his fingerpads in the smooth crevices as he continued the previous liplock.
That was all the small dancer needed, just gentle and kind affection to distract from the seconds ticking away the burn in his nether regions, and soon enough, the sweet excitement that emerged from waiting out the sting had the boy experimenting. Pain now disappeared, Taemin dared to tighten his inner muscles around Woo’s and gave their joined hips a baby rock, followed by another and another, until hitched breaths and honey-like moans tore through the kiss. The pleasure was building in intensity, Taemin could feel it thick on his skin as his inner desires chased it - figuratively and literally as he unconsciously picked up the strength of the rocking, keeping the pace moderate as there was no rush, bracing himself on his elbows as he leaned in for more and more. This was already /so/ much better than the previous night. At one point, he was leaning into the rocking and into the passionate kissing so much that he nearly sat them both up, a carnal untamed growl filtering in between the plumped pair of lips and forcing Taemin to pause his forehead against the older’s for a sanity check. “I”m ready, I want this...please, /please/ don’t hold back. tonight.” Rushed whispers in between moans and sighs and baby pecks. “Can I...can I ride you? You’ve spoiled me so well, you’ve been doing all the work..please, let me do this for you..”

@Lee Taemin If it weren’t for the tenderness he was receiving in Taemin’s kiss the growl that was threatening to rumble in his chest would have been damn near feral from being forced to break away from the fun he was having at pleasuring the boy. But something in that touch went far beyond lust and determination, there was so much affection and an unreadable longing behind it that the elder found himself leaning in to selfishly devour more and more of that natural sweetness that belonged solely to the angel in his arms, hips lightly rutting in need of friction the more his lover exposed himself not caring at all about the saliva coated entrance soaking against his boxers. The way he was presenting himself so completely caused Dongwoo to quiver all the way down to the tips of his toes. Taemin didn’t need to try so hard to be something he wasn’t because this, this was everything and more he could ever desire from the slim dancer.

“All you have to do is say the magic words baby… Just tell me what you want…” The husky voice held a hint of airiness to it as though the elder were struggling to keep himself under control long enough to hear what his precious sunflower had to say. It wasn’t just the ual aspect of having Taemin voice his desires that kept Dongwoo from straying from his resolve but given last night’s incident and the truth of when they last made love, he didn’t want this to be a confusing moment of him taking control or the younger doing the same – all he wanted was to know what the boy truly wanted from him, to understand his lover and give him everything he craved so that their lust and desire could be mutually satisfied. It had been so long since they last made love and at the moment Taemin had been a who simply followed the musician’s lead. After reuniting he saw a completely different side of his lover that, truth be told, he wasn’t quite sure he liked still uncertain if the boy was playing out what he thought he wanted or if his desires had simply been so demanding that he’d completely lost all sense of self to fulfil them. Either way Dongwoo wanted tonight to be different. The response was vague but it was answer enough, the man brandishing a warm smile when Taemin captured his lips once again, slithering out of the sleek ebony undergarments only to guide his aching member to the tight entrance that welcomed him with agonizing strength. “F- you’re still this tight even after all that..?” He grumbled against the boy’s lips, steadying a hand on those slender hips until the large member was completely sheathed. “There’s no rush. I’m not going to give in like last time, we can go as long as you want Min, just tell me when you’re ready.”

@Shin Dongwoo Taemin could have sworn that he felt a carnal desire he’s never felt before awaken at the sheer sight of his love looking up at him from between his thighs. Taemin had no other option but to gasp, eyelids pressed down, his head lolling back as he felt the older’s lips and tongue dance on his skin like he loved. There was no doubt, the boy yearned for the tingling sensation of being owned, for the physical proof of Woo’s hand on him, for the excruciating memory of the power the musician had on him, of his full willingness in belonging only to the man touching him so intimately. Shakey arms sat up from the where he was receiving so much pleasure, a determination rooting his thoughts and motions - the boy reached out to cup his love’s face in his hands, leaning down to close the distance between the target his lips were chasing - Dongwoo’s own pair of plump tiers. As the boy shared as much of he could of his love with the older in that moment, and kissing the puffed pair of lips off with blatant bliss for the taste of his own self, the back of his thighs settled just over the older’s knees, legs spreading widely to hint at his ardent desires.
“..how I need.. you, Dongwoo.” the younger mumbles in between the slick sounds of the liplock, interlaced with his shaky breath. He felt like he could soon just from the power and skill the DJ’s tongue had, building a desperate urgency to bring Woo as close as humanly possible, aching to feel skin on skin, hugging with all the force his limbs could muster as a reminder to bring the excitement down a notch - just enough to continue this moment for as long as possible. A groan dotted against the skin of his love’s right shoulder, magenta locks slightly dampening from the heat and sticking to the glistening man dominating over him. “I’ve yearned for your touch for so long, I’m both needy for it and forcing myself to be patient, just so that I can feel you for a little while longer.” Taemin confessed with breathy chuckles as he spoke in attempts slow the excitement pooling and nearly tipping over within his core. “..take me. I want you to take me. In any shape or form, hard or gentle, I don’t care - I only want to to feel your love for me, inside of me.” The boy managed to whisper against the moist skin before he dove right back in for more kisses, deep and riddled with soft moans as encouragement for Dongwoo to own every inch of his body

@Lee Taemin Cute. Beautiful. Adorable. Gorgeous. Angelic. So many words could describe the beauty beneath him yet none of them felt strong enough to do his young lover justice. Taemin was undefinable in all the best ways and even now Dongwoo couldn’t keep himself from stopping to admire the treasure that had gotten away. The morning wasn’t solely about redemption but a chance to reignite that spark that had dwindled over their months apart and had nearly gone damp after the dancer’s misguided attempts of a. It should have been enough to make anyone give up, to believe that their worlds had just grown too far apart from one another but he felt otherwise. Dongwoo wasn’t ready to give up just yet and he wanted his lover to see that too; to know and feel that whatever remained was an uphill battle and he’d be lying if he claimed he wasn’t ready to try and make the long and torturous journey.

A smile rose to his lips, the single curse a turn on coming from his pure sunflower’s lips. How a single word could sound so impossibly y despite being nearly breathless was beyond him but it was all Woo needed to just how deeply the boy was affected by his actions – and that was all the encouragement he needed. There was no need to slow down, no need to deny the exceptional work his tongue was doing on the delicious hole exploring every inch of those convulsing walls that he could reach interchanging between deep penetration and tauntingly careful laps along the reddening flesh. But something else caught his attention. A warmth that wasn’t his own building up slowly, a kiss here, a flash of tongue there. Something about Taemin’s desperation and desire seeped through in those sultry kisses making him want to give the boy even more until the panting breaths made him halt just enough to look up at that petite form with a satisfied smirk. “I just want you to feel everything baby… I want to taste every inch of your body… Give you everything you want and more…” Letting his tongue glide up over the those deep browns met chocolate as Dongwoo parted just enough to hold his lover’s gaze. “Tell me what you want and it’s yours.”

@Shin Dongwoo Every display of adoration and affection moved Taemin’s emotions, something at his core swelling with so much happiness and pride to call the beautiful man in front of him all his. The younger could already /feel/ how every single touch, whisper, and affectionate gaze that Dongwoo delivered his way was rocking his world - replacing the previous two encounters he’s had with the musician for the title of best lovemaking, and they’ve barely even started. In that moment, the younger felt like he lived for the breathy praise fluttering into his ears, the signs of approval felt through the pleasurable tickle of fingers losing themselves in his hair - it all accumulated to a quickly developing kink, wanting nothing else at that moment than to continue making his kind lover feel utterly appreciated and dear to his heart. The way Dongwoo stuttered his name, looked at him like he was his entire world, and returned the tender laughter would forever be ingrained in the younger’s memory.
However, just like the dynamics of their relationship, the dynamic shift of euphoric touches to hungry gazes made itself known in the younger’s center, the knot of passion hidden at his core tightening with every slow second Dongwoo took to appreciate his body. God, he would kill to have Dongwoo look at him like that every day for the rest of their lives, feeling the rise of his more lustful senses coming up to harmonize with his residing romantic ones. It was that mindset that pulled breathy sounds of encouragement in reaction to his love’s teasing nips, eager lips jumping at the opportunity to kiss his man again and again, and equally pouting cutely when the liplock didn’t last as long as his heart liked. Just as quickly as the pout came though, it disappeared when the sweet words registered in his mind, top teeth lightly biting at his own bottom lip in fluttering desire when Dongwoo’s lips took a trip down his body. The boy let the older do with his body whatever he pleased, delivering a gentle but coy rub at Dongwoo’s back with the palm of his foot that was now conveniently placed over Woo’s shoulder. The dancer would have said something cheeky and witty at the promise his lover gave him, but all thought processes halted the moment the most intimate part of his body was teased with a warm, wet stripe of Dongwoo’s tongue.
“O-Oh ..” The boy accidentally cursed under his breath as his lover hit him with his most favorite kind of , the puckered entrance instantly fluttering in excitement from the sheer touch. Both of Taemin’s hands were quick to fly down towards the older’s hair, getting lost in the dark mop of silky locks and occasionally tugging when Dongwoo’s tongue just grazed him in all the right places. The dancer was quickly becoming a panting mess underneath the DJ’s tender care, trying his absolute best to not only keep his moans down for only Woo’s ears to hear, but also in keeping the excited tremors coursing through his limbs at a minimum - the difficulty shouldn’t have been a surprise with how well Dongwoo knows him. Moans and pleased gasps hitched in volume as the younger’s finished swelling to its maximum size, twitching in unison with every shock of pleasure managing to send the boy’s eyes rolling to the back of his head, nearly causing Taemin to carelessly pull Dongwoo off just so that he could kiss him senseless - but the reminder earlier seeped back into his mind, reminding his raging hormones that there was no need to rush or be greedy tonight, and instead prompted him to find another outlet to the quickly overwhelming desire for more. One of his hands that were still keeping the DJ’s head in between his thighs sought out for Dongwoo’s hand instead, guiding the larger palm over his heated and now slightly slick skin all the way up his torso until the boy had it practically at his mouth. With no hesitation, Taemin pressed his lips hotly to his lover’s palm, letting his struggling breath cascade over the sweet skin in between each affectionate press - if he couldn’t kiss Dongwoo to the moon and back to let him know how much he liked what he was doing to his taint, then he would just have to get creative. Soon enough the pecks turned to small , and then into the warmest of lings wherever his lips found home on the older’s hand. The older though was driving all his nerve endings wild, fostering an abrupt moan to interrupt the boy’s affection, followed by a hasty warning. “W-Woo.., wait, be careful..you’re too good-” The boy struggled to get his words out, feeling like he would prematurely come undone any second now if this continued

@Lee Taemin That chuckle so light and innocent that it brought an unexpected smile to the elder’s lips to hear the beautiful sound filling the room after so long. Perhaps not the best timing given the intimacy of the situation but that was precisely what he loved about Taemin to begin with. A sharp breath reveled in the absence as those delicate fingertips brushed against his flesh unable to take his eyes off the boy who so eagerly felt like exploring. This was what he’d missed on the night before, what he’d wanted to share and experience with his young lover before the boy misunderstood everything. But today would be different. No rushing, no greed, simply two people wanting to express their feelings for each other in the most archaic way imaginable. Hungrily Dongwoo’s on chocolate orbs fell to the gorgeously sunkissed skin gnawing on his lip in slight protest at how quickly the article of clothing was discarded but the action was easily forgiven when those impossibly plush tiers drug across his chest making his heart stutter, fingers burying themselves in the colorful locks to keep himself under control. “T-Taemin…” A groaned plea but the musician didn’t push him away, instead watching with undeniable affection at the reassuring kisses and bites that now littered his toned form making him laugh under his breath. Taemin would probably never know just how much he truly missed this, had dreamed of this moment day after day and wondering if he’d done things so wrong before that it pushed the younger away. Now he had a chance to remedy all of it and he’d be damned if he let it slip away.

“It feels better? Or is it that you just wa—“ The words were cut off by a groan when the tips of his digits brushed across that baby smooth skin; a conflicted war of desire and love waging in his head at the slight taunting of Taemin edging this naughty hands further into his boxers. “…” Taking in a sharp breath Dongwoo let his gaze linger on where their palms were entwined, careful and so painfully slow the elder eased the loose fabric over the swell of the dancer’s hips tugging lower and lower until not only was the boy’s proud member visible but nothing was left blocking those gorgeous thighs from his view. Nipping at the flesh as he continued the slow drag down to those slender ankles Dongwoo immediately came back up to capture his lover’s lips murmuring sweet words of adoration before moving to pepper kisses down that petite figure lifting the slim legs over his shoulder taking in the sight of the male before him like the boy was his own personal buffet. “Just sit back and enjoy Minnie, I plan on taking my time.” He whispered before dragging a long, thick strip over the rosy puckered entrance that called out to him cupping the round globes as he began feasting.

@Shin Dongwoo The boy that was once so broken now felt a distantly familiar feeling creeping into his heart, into his soul. Dongwoo made him feel cherished once again, slowly and subtly in between the boughs of happiness that Dongwoo returned to him as well - and that feeling was so incredibly heartwarming that Taemin was actually getting teary-eyed, still with a smile on his face though, before any of the real action or flush of feelings bombarded his nerve endings. The atmosphere only continued to blossom as the older treated his frame with the utmost care, letting the instincts of his love-stricken soul take over his movements, the softest of appreciative giggles bouncing against the musician’s lips when the sweet confession was whispered to him. Taemin would never get tired of hearing those three words, of feeling them wreck the farthest depths of his core with only the best intentions. The younger would have whispered it for the nth time that morning had it not been for the sudden heavenly flush of pleasure rock his entire being in result of his love molding their bodies like puzzle pieces. Soft, bright eyes continued to watch the love of their life speak above him, appreciating the perfection revealed in front of him with not only his eyes and smile, but the palms of his hands as well - Dongwoo was more than beautiful in his eyes. Taemin was able to pick up on the change the perfect body had undergone, knowing most likely it was due to their shared hardship, but none of the physical difference mattered to the smaller one who honestly still deemed Dongwoo flawless. To make his feelings apparent, the younger didn’t let his eyes peer away from the musician’s own as he sat up, fingers quietly gripping at the borrowed shirt to discard somewhere unimportant similarly to Dongwoo, and let his lips come forward to worship the older’s torso in front of him.
“I love every inch of you, every crevice of your skin, every rush of warmth that flutters in my body at the sheer sight of you...can you feel it?” The boy managed to ask in his whispers between generous kisses and caresses spread across the older’s pecks, his neck, his jawline - anywhere Taemin could reach on Dongwoo’s body. The dancer adored on Dongwoo’s form like the skin was the universe’s most enticing elixir and the only way he could continue to selfishly drink it all for himself was through the faithful touches. As he slowly became satisfied with the soft pink marks littered across Woo’s form, the boy’s fingertips brushed against the rougher material of his love’s pj bottoms, remembering suddenly the other piece of clothing reserving their fully bodies from each other and causing a shy chortle to fall from Taemin’s lips. Without much warning, Taemin parted from the love mark he had been nursing and instead let his hands search for Dongwoo’s while simultaneously slowly pushing his own body back down on the mattress. Smaller palms over Woo’s bigger hands, the boy directed the slightly calloused fingers down his own body towards where Taemin’s bottoms began - a shy, yet eager expression looking back up at the man he loved so much. “Help me with the last bit? It feels better when it’s your caring fingers..” As if Dongwoo needed more convincing, Taemin pushed their hands underneath the elastic band of his boxers, letting Dongwoo feel the warmth of his excited skin with each inch that was revealed.

@Lee Taemin As he stared down at the boy beneath him so pliant and patient that it broke his heart all over again to think the younger had tried to be anything but who he was but it was those eyes that kept calling out to him, kept pulling Dongwoo back into their glory and his heart raced as though he was seeing Taemin for the first time all over again. But it wasn’t like their first encounter at the club – a simple dismissal towards an overeager boy who seemed to have no clue what he was getting into – they had both changed since then; both grown and realized how life could pull and strain and tear apart everything that they had dear but it was those same scars that made him realize just how precious the angel before him truly was, how unwilling he was to simply toss the younger aside without giving it one last go, to see if all those wounds that had left him bleeding and scarred had any chance of healing. Pulled into the dancer’s loving embrace Dongwoo finally managed a smile giving the slender digits a squeeze as the chocolate orbs flickered between those beautiful doe eyes and the impossibly plush lips such a lovely shade of coral just begging to be kissed. This boy was truly brighter than a ray of sunlight even on his darkest day and Woo knew nothing could quite compare to his sunflower’s ethereal beauty.

Before he could make a decision with his newly found dilemma, Taemin’s lips found their way against his shooting a jolt of lightning straight through his body so similar to that fateful night when the younger had called out his name; that unmistakable surge of joy and happiness laced with love that knew no bound, surely all of this was just a stepping stone towards regaining everything they’d lost. “I love you…” He whispered as he continued devouring those lips while rocking against the lithe body beneath him needing to feel every inch of Taemin, to know that this was more than just a fantasy and all he had to do was reach out to the former blonde to stay grounded even when those same gentle fingers flickered against his cheek feeling so vulnerable under the boy’s gaze though he didn’t turn away. “Don’t focus on what you think I want… I just want you to feel…” Reluctantly pulling back just enough to slip the loose t-shirt up and over his shoulders carelessly tossing it aside to leave my torso and biceps fully exposed, not quite as chiseled as they once were but still surprisingly toned despite my recent dispirited attitude. in on his own lip Dongwoo lightly eased back to get a better view of his lover still hovering over the smaller’s petite frame wanting to take it all in. “Take it off for me, Min… No need to rush I just… want to see all of you.”

@Shin Dongwoo The boy didn’t know he was holding his breath as he waited for any sign that his love was feeling better, heart calmed and tranquil once again. But when his kiss was returned, when his breath was stolen from him in the most selfless theft he’d ever experienced, a slow fire began to transpire inside the dancer’s being. Dongwoo would be okay, their love wasn’t completely in shambles, the pieces were salvageable, but perhaps the most important realization of all was that both were willing to glue those pieces together to create something even more beautiful - like a phoenix rising from ashes. That kiss...that kiss meant the entire world to Taemin, that confession that meant more now than the other times their lips had whispered those sacred three words, and when he was suddenly flipped with his back to the mattress, it was the first in the boy’s entire journey towards healing that he felt he had finally found himself again. Not snippets, nor smiles with shackles still grabbing at his ankles - no, being there underneath Woo’s loving and patient gaze, it made all shackles holding the dancer back disappear...Taemin could cry from the relief and gratitude alone.
Instead of crying though, the dancer let his gaze morph into an ever-loving smile, eyes glossy with raw emotions as he let his lower limbs curl around Dongwoo for a gentle hug, hands moving slightly until both sets of fingers were able to entwine with the musician's own calloused sets. There was nothing in the world that would separate Taemin from his love, from his better half, from the person who literally made him feel whole again, and he wanted to express that in a way that only Dongwoo would understand. Without having to say anything, the younger leaned up to close the distance between their lips once more, the exchange of affection sparking more than the plumpness of their tiers as a shy tongue asked for permission to dance inside the older’s warm cavern - wanting to make sure Dongwoo could feel his sincerity behind the soft actions. Eventually one of his hands escaped the grip the musician had on him just so that it could trail back up to Dongwoo’s cheek, making sure to wipe away at the tear trail that was left behind before it found home right over his lover’s heart. Taemin made sure to rub his palm over the fast beating muscle as his lips separated for air, never far enough to not have their nose and foreheads touching. “Please...I promise you won’t need to tie me up, not now, not ever. You’re my sun and I’m your sunflower...Make love to me, Woo. I want nothing else, my love.” Taemin gave the greenlight as he followed through with peppering loving pecks along the older’s cheek and jawline, the hand that had previously been coaxing the caring heart curled its fingers in around the fabric, giving it a gentle tug to let Dongwoo know he’d liked it off - the warmth of their skin morphing together once more was calling to Taemin’s own heart

@Lee Taemin The last thing the musician wanted was for his lover to see him like this, to watch years of pain unravel before his eyes, things he’d kept hidden for so long and never had the chance to explore with the boy gazing at him so intently but with those doe eyes searching his so placating and gentle Dongwoo knew he couldn’t turn away. It was a losing battle no matter which direction he turned so it was with shuddered breath that he peered back into Taemin’s chocolate orbs so warm like molten gold pulling him in deeper. Waking up in his arms. It was perhaps the second time he’d gotten to experience that lovely sensation since Min’s return and though last night’s events had resulted in them falling asleep with pain in their hearts it didn’t make having the younger by his side the following morning any less magical. Yes, he’d feared their fallout would result in the boy’s departure once again or worse, a realization that whatever fantasy he was wishing to walk back into wasn’t real, that Dongwoo wasn’t someone worth wasting his time on yet here he was, that beautiful sunflower still smiling and gazing at him as though he were the prince the sun-kissed man had always been waiting for. He wanted to counter that all Taemin ever did was take care of him. Since before their relationship ever began the younger was always so giving and doting – traits that would have seemed obnoxious if it were anyone else but it always brought a smile to his face to see the boy storming into the library with that radiant smile on his rosy lips and bags of food plastered in his hands – even now he simply wished to give what he could to comfort the forlorn DJ. Dongwoo had fallen long before he felt himself hit the ground.

His love for his fans and the support they gave him was what had given the elder such a gentle heart though even darkness could reside in the purest of beings. Kindness he could offer in bounty but it was Taemin that held all the purity and innocence that had captivated the man so deeply and now here he was pouring out his heart to try and bring some cheer back into his morbid demeanor. “Because I love you,” Turning to pepper a tiny kiss on the delicate wrist Dongwoo stared back into the boy’s tender gaze willing away the tears that were still hesitant to fall. “Because I didn’t want to give up what we had without knowing if there was still something there. I stayed because I want to be there for you. I want—“ The words were lost as lips gave way to what their voices couldn’t speak, a single tear strolling down from the corner of his eye as Dongwoo leaned in closer needing to feel more of his flower’s presence, to know that this was more than just fantasy but the kiss was too warm, to soft even with the younger’s chapped lips gliding against his as the plump flesh was devoured; it couldn’t be anything but real. With a smile Woo captured those enticing lips once again pinning his lover to the bed while boring down at those warm chocolate orbs. “Taemin, I want to make love to you. No more gimmicks, no trying to be what you think I want. I just want you, to show you how much I love you, to give you everything you deserve and more. If I have to tie you up from doing something crazy again then I will.”

@Shin Dongwoo Taemin continued to hold Dongwoo in his arms tenderly, fingers lightly combing through the soft hair as one palm moved up and down the strong back in soothing motions. The tightened arms around his back, the soft weeping and cries for his presence, the shaking in his arms..this was bigger than him. Taemin realized it was much bigger than just a up on his end - his mistake had triggered something in Dongwoo’s mind and now the older was suffering through the trauma once more. Taemin’s heart yearned, it scavenged through every possibility that came to mind on how to fix it, on how to make the older happy again. Honesty was the best route to take, the younger decided as he tried to envision how Dongwoo would comfort him if roles were reversed. That’s why after a couple more minutes of quiet coaxing and letting the musician speak his thoughts without interruptions, Taemin wiggled his way back down so that Dongwoo was out of his chest and now eye to eye with him - earlier it had been all about providing support and comfort. Now, his mission was to uplift the person who was there to uplift him since the beginning.
Leaning in to place his forehead against Dongwoo’s, Taemin had nothing but soft eyes locked on the beautiful ones in front of him, an understanding grin plastered on his face and the finger comb continued on its previous task.
“You have nothing to apologize for. Since I’ve been back, all I’ve imagined is going to sleep every night by your side and wake up in your arms the next morning. Admittedly, my brain is still trying to catch up. It takes my mind a little bit to catch up, a couple minutes of confusion as to why I’m not waking up in my room. But all it takes is the first glance at you to remind me of the truth, and the feeling of relief washes over me once I know you’re really here. Don’t apologize, waking up by your side is more than enough to make me happy. You’ve helped me through a plethora of hard times before, it’s my turn to be here for you..let me take care of you” the dancer pleaded softly through gentle eyes, fingers that were in the older’s hair now moving to caress his lover’s cheek as he leaned in to nudge their noses together affectionately.
“You’re wonderful, Dongwoo, do you know that? You’re incredibly patient and kind even when you don’t have to be. I’ve dragged you through hell and back and you still find it in your heart to accept me back into your life after I was so cruel to you. You’ve always been my rock, my one and only support system even before I left and even more so after I came back. Without you, I don’t think I would have made it this far, not without severely hurting myself. Don’t you see, baby? You’ve helped me more than anything else. Because of you I’m taking the baby steps to loving myself again, and for that I absolutely need to say I love you..I’m not going anywhere Woo” Taemin leaned in to mold their lips together, an act not raunchy or ually charged in any way, he was jus expressing his feelings in the purest, rawest form he could muster at the moment.
Soon enough, lips separated and Taemin’s thumb went back to slowly loving on his lover’s jawline, soft eyes paying close attention to see if he was able to cheer the older up in anyway after the horrible nightmare he had

@Lee Taemin Dongwoo want used to feeling so vulnerable, to exposing himself and baring it all before anyone other than his cousin. Years of dismissal and denial had left the librarian immune to such trifling inadequacies. He didn't need to admit such feelings, have such conflict of interest when there would be no one there to catch him when he fell. Shin Dongwoo was supposed to be an unbreakable man forged in scars that would never heal and now here he was - a raging bundle of weeping tears crying out for the one person who mattered though the stream refused to fall. Flashbacks of memories he refused to let free still kept their hold on the man even as his arms found their way back around the petite boy causing a stuttered sigh of relief to echo between them even as the apologies continued spilling forth on his lips as though he couldn’t express enough how deeply regretful he was over how the night ended. “M-Minnie…” Though they’d been through this moment countless times before the musician needed to hear those words now more than ever. Even after all he put Taemin through, imagining the worse rather than trying to see things from his lover’s point of view, the boy refused to leave. Certainly the younger deserved to know the truth, to understand why his actions had been so heartwrenchingly painful despite his best efforts at ism, but given the lack of experience and ual history Min had he could have been more understanding – he should have. But it was that endless kindness, that endearing notion of being held so carefully in his lover’s arms, the steady drum of the boy’s sporadic heartbeat creating a secret lullaby for only Dongwoo to hear would have made the dam burst free but he couldn’t let Taemin see him so weak. The younger was surely suffering enough doing his best to comfort the man who should have been the one protecting him and whispering tender words of forever. “Sunflower…” the raspy voice called out between subdued sniffles clenching at the oversized top that hung loosely off the boy’s slender build refusing to meet his gaze again though speaking as clearly as he could manage. “You’re right. We can get through anything as long as we’re together… As long as I have you… I’m sorry, I know this isn’t how you imagined waking up this morning I just, I had a dream that something terrible happened and I- the thought of losing you again was just too much.”

@Shin Dongwoo The sweet, sleepy calls of his name are what peaked Taemin’s eyes to pay closer attention to the older. The boy vowed to do right by Dongwoo this time around, to stop being so damn selfish, and the way his name fell from the older’s lips...felt heavy. Burdened. The whimper made Taemin’s heart quench painfully and his eyebrows to furrow in empathy. Did the older have a nightmare? Or did he think he was leaving his side? “Hey..I’m here-” The boy had to stop the second he realized those beautiful chocolate eyes were glossy with unshed tears, pain erupting into his heart from seeing his love in this much distraught first thing in the morning. Dongwoo didn’t deserve this, and much less did he need apologize for anything - though admittedly, hearing those words did soothe a bit of last nights scars. But alas, his feelings about last night weren’t the most important thing right now - the most important thing was taking care of Dongwoo and making those tears go away.
“Shhh, it’s okay. There’s no need to apologize, my love. You spoke your truth and I desperately needed to hear it in order to improve...I’m not going to leave your side again. I will most likely continue to up, but until you tell me you’d like me to leave you alone, I’m going to stick to you through thick and thin.” Taemin had an inkling in the way that Dongwoo mentioned wanting to be beside him and in the sheer force in which his waist was being held that the older was more afraid of driving him off into another disappearing act due to his words last night…. It hurt. It hurt to know that his slip up and departure traumatized his love this much. In the rawest, most genuine display of comfort he could muster, Taemin wiggled his way up a little bit higher on the bed, hands encouraging Dongwoo to hold him as tightly as he felt necessary before his own arms come up to cradle the older’s head into his chest for a strong hug. “Remember that you mean the absolute world to me. We will continue to mess up, to say things we regret or are apologetic for later. But as long as there’s genuine care behind everything we say and do, nothing else is going to trump this. We’ve already been through so much, I don’t want to go through the pain of being away from your side again...so you don’t have to worry. I’m going to be here every time you wake up and every time you go into slumber for as long as you’ll have me, no matter if we fight or not moments prior.” Taemin made sure to drive his words home as he gave the crown of Dongwoo's head several pecks before hugging him even tighter, feeling the same admiration and desire to keep the male in his life for as long as possible

@Lee Taemin It wasn’t the sun’s unforgiving rays that had awoken the elder, no, it was loss of warmth and the movement at his side that had the man stir disgruntled by the transition but too groggy to properly figure out the source of his frustrations on his own. “Min…?” The mellow tenor was gruff from disuse, memories of his sweet angel back at his side seemed like nothing about another painful fantasy bearing down on his heart – A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Of course it had all been for naught. How could he be so foolish to think his sunflower would still be there? He’d done nothing but ridicule and sabotage what had been the boy’s misguided attempts at trying to return his affections and now he was gone. Dongwoo could feel himself breaking down all over again, crumbling piece by piece as he kept his eyes closed to shield away the tears that would threaten to overtake him if given the chance. But just as he’d thought all hope was lost, that he’d ruined everything they’d sought to mend, the precious voice the DJ longed to hear came calling out to him tearing a tiny whimper from the usually boisterous man. “Taemin… I’m up.” His heart ached for the boy as the misty chocolate orbs peered down at the petite male that wiggled his way back into his arms capturing the impossibly pink plush in his own letting all of his fears die away knowing he could never let this boy walk out of his life again. “No I… I’m not hungry… I just want to stay here, with you.” The kisses sprinkled across his flesh only added to the depths of admiration coursing through his body in that moment, arms wrapped around the dancer’s slender waist refusing to keep the precious boy out of his sight for more than a second as brusque fingertips traced the peculiar features of the man that were so uniquely his it made his heart ache all over again. “I love you, Taemin… I’m sorry. Last night I was… What I said to you… I didn’t mean to be so cruel, to take my hurt out on you like that. It wasn't fair.”

@Shin Dongwoo Dongwoo’s words repeated in his mind over and over again as he laid there, unmoving, limbs asleep while his mind pondered on. He wondered about so many things - about where he had gone wrong in his resolve, on where he felt it was right to pretend to be something he’s not, on where things for them had started to go down hill. Taemin wished he was better all around for Dongwoo, he honestly wanted to do things right for once and wanted to go one day without apologizing for messing something up. Just one day.
With those thoughts in mind, the boy managed to fall asleep somewhere around 2 or 3am, which was a lot earlier than he was used to. When the sun came up, the sunlight beaming on the tired boy’s eyes, Taemin ruffled awake and forgetting for a second where he was. In his mind, he was still at home, everything with Dongwoo had been nothing but a pleasant dream - pleasant, despite all his wrong doings, because at least he was with the older again. Getting up with little groans and body aches, the boy tossed his feet over the edge to land on the ground, throwing his head in his hands for a second to rub the sleep out of his eyes, to try getting into a positive mindset..when he realized the ground is different than his home. Looking around quickly, this was a different room-
Ah. So it wasn’t a dream. He still really did hurt Dongwoo and played him like a toy last night.
Immediately apologetic again, the boy scooted on over to the older and gingerly placed his head on the older’s chest, this time facing up at him while tender palms worked to caressing the musician’s sides over and over again. This time he would try his damnest to learn from his mistakes. He didn’t have to try to be unscathed or perfect or anything for Dongwoo - he just had to do whatever felt right to do in that moment. “Woonie….Woo, are you awake yet? Are you hungry? Would you like me to order some food?” In that moment, it felt like the right thing to do was to be as affectionate as possible with his love, and so that’s what Taemin did, turning his head ever so slightly to pepper pecks randomly over the older’s chest and collarbones. He wanted today to be better than yesterday...so the boy could only hope he was starting it off right

@Lee Taemin Hearing it all laid out like that Dongwoo could feel the weight of his lover’s helplessness making him frown at how miserable the poor boy seemed in that moment. True he’d made some mistakes, nobody was perfect, and between discovering the boy was a and trying to ease him into the experience despite his own raging hormones, Woo would like to think they both managed it well even if the younger was a bit eager and not completely aware of the repercussions rushing into such an intimate act could take on his body they’d made it through. It had been one of the most blissful moments of his life. The day Taemin finally called out his name, expressed his love and the depths he was willing to go, solidifying that bond with their love making had simply been the cherry on top up until the boy’s disappearance… and now it all seemed to be coming back in ways he’d never expected. “Baby… We’re both different from who we used to be. We both have scars that run deep, why would that make me think any less of you? Your inexperience was never a problem for me then and it sure as hell wouldn’t be now. It just leaves room for us to discover things together. I’m not sure if ‘best’ is a possibility but rather every time should be better than the last. You shouldn’t feel like you have to try so hard to make me happy. I… I just hope you can understand that some day.” The words faded into nothingness as the elder’s breaths became nothing but a steady lull, a gentle rise and fall as he kept his arms wrapped securely around his angel, the renewed fear of the boy disappearing when he woke up arising in full force. His heart wouldn’t be able to take the loss again.

Despite wanting to continue the conversation, to explain to his lover that whatever falsities he was trying to present to Dongwoo weren’t what he wanted. He wanted the real Taemin, whoever that man was now, be it the good and the bad. All he’d strived for since they agreed to give each other another chance was honesty, sincerity, and the boy had taken both of those away in one fell swoop. Time would heal their wounds just as it had in the past but this attempted rendezvous was a sign that they still had quite a ways to go before they were ready for such intimacy again. Until the morning.

@Shin Dongwoo Despite how kind Dongwoo was being to him right now, Taemin still felt like utter for messing up so badly. He kept quiet, listening to everything Woo felt and thought, settling for the night against the older’s shoulder and an arm wrapped around his torso. “There were things wrong with me the first time. I hadn’t told you about being a , I was over eager to have you inside, then I disappeared the next day and you found support in Baekhyun and I became this bumbling fool with all these issues trying to get back everything that was perfect in my life before..I guess I was trying to give you the impression that I wasn’t tarnished, that I wasn’t the bumbling fool I’ve become or the inexperienced one I was back then. I wanted to give you the best and instead gave you the worst...I’m sorry. I’ll try my hardest to not hurt you or be selfish like that again. Sleep well, Woo..” the younger whispered quietly as he gave the torso he was hugging a light squeeze, landed a soft peck wherever his lips first landed, then just laid there to let his mind wonder.
Dongwoo didn’t need to be the one to scold him because his guilty conscience would do all the work for him. Even if the older essentially said it was okay, Taemin still didn’t feel like things were adequately resolved, resulting in his mind tearing himself apart for the hours to come. Of course it was all internalized, not a single peep or even movement came from the younger as Dongwoo didn’t need to further suffer from demons that weren’t his own. Sleep would come eventually, it always did, but it wouldn’t be until closer to dawn, nor would it be peaceful until he felt like he had righted very wrong he unconsciously did to Dongwoo

@Lee Taemin “Min, there was nothing wrong with you the first time we made love. You don’t have to try and act ier or confident or whatever else you think you do for me. I loved you just as you were, that was the person I fell for, why would I want you to pretend to be someone else? This isn’t… Is this because of Baekhyun? Or is this really what you think I wanted from you? You don’t ever have to change who you are, especially not for me. I’m more than willing if you want to try something different, to explore but just… you need to talk to me okay? I don’t like feeling like I’m nothing to you but a tool to help you get off…” Freeing his fingers from the damp, fluffy locks Dongwoo wasn’t sure how to deal with the newfound confession, so many conflicting thoughts raging in his head as he placed a soft kiss atop the younger’s head. “I was excited just getting to be with you again, Blondie. I didn’t expect anything else. Having you in my arms is what made me happy, knowing I wasn’t in this alone, that you wanted me as much as I wanted you; that was more than enough for me. I… I know you’re sorry but I’m not sure there’s anything you can do right now to fix it. Let’s just rest up. Tomorrow is a new day, we’ll figure things out and there will always be a chance to try again but I don’t need anything now.” His voice was soft wanting the boy to know that he wasn’t scolding him for their failed night of love-making even as the smaller continued shifting between hiding and muttering apologies but the fact that Taemin’s constant need to make things up to the DJ once again bubbled up to the surface was oddly comforting. A lot may have changed but at least there were some parts of his young lover that would always be the same.

@Shin Dongwoo The moment the older asked if Taemin really didn’t understand what it was that he had done wrong, the boy’s heart clenched painfully in familiar guilt. Goodness, how stupid could he be? He didn’t dare make a peep as Dongwoo surprisingly still pulled him in close for hugs and affection, feeling more and more like he didn’t deserve any of his sweet patience the more he explained how much he ed up. He was still selfish as hell after all these months, just why couldn’t he learn damnit?? Hiding as much as he could into Woo’s chest and wrapping his arms tightly around the others torso, the boy bit his lip hard to keep his feelings at bay - he was already selfish, he didn’t want to be annoying on top of that as well - and began peppering apologetic pecks all over the others chest, collarbones, and neck.
“I’m so, so sorry...I don’t have an excuse, I was playing up and trying to be ier, trying to be more confident, trying to be better from our last time - and I just completely blew it. I’m so dense, I’m really sorry, can I please make it up to you? I don’t think I can sleep peacefully knowing I made you this upset...you’re never a toy to me or something to think about only when it’s convenient for me. I only ever want to give you my best because I want to spoil you and excite you and just..be the only one for you again. I overdid it tonight and was outright selfish, I’m so sorry.” The boy wiggled his way into the older’s neck to hide and love in apologetically. “What would you like me to do to make it up to you? Can I please make it better? Can I bring you up to the same high you gave me tonight? Or is there something else you’d prefer of me? Please..” The boy pulled away from his hiding spot to look at Woo straight in the eyes, brown ones swimming with genuine apologies and worry and anxiety to make things right again between the two of them, loving fingers also having come up to caress the older’s cheek as he waited for whatever it was that Dongwoo needed from him.

@Lee Taemin Much to his surprise Taemin wasn't passed out nor curled up under the blankets waiting for him; rather the former blond sat tense and unblinking peering at him with such confused disdain that for half a heartbeat he stopped to look back into the rich browns realizing their earlier encounter still weighed heavy on the boy's heart. The trembling digits that slipped into his own were proof enough that Dongwoo's rejection hadn't gone unscathed, his silent anger turning into guilt at the tears that flowed down his lover's cheeks, the tenderness that repeatedly fell onto his hands begging for forgiveness. "You really... Don't get it do you?" Of course Taemin wouldn't understand, they'd only just rekindled their relationship and though the boy was surely aware of his past how would he understand that his actions were the complete opposite of what he wanted? With a heavy sigh he pulled the petite boy into his arms cradling the younger against his chest hoping to ease some of the conflict between them. Taemin didn't deserve to be punished for something he couldn't understand. They'd already spent so much time trying to get back what they had, Woo didn't want another minute to be wasted in misery or regret. "Taemin..." Carding his fingers through the magenta locks, painfully beginning to miss the radiant blonde of the past, he began to answer the boy's plea. "What you did in there... That... That wasn't making love. Everything you did was for your own pleasure. You were only thinking of yourself and what you wanted... It felt like I was just a toy you were using to get off and when it wasn't happening fast enough you kept changing it around until you got what you wanted. How am I supposed to just smile and keep going with you acting like that? Whatever that was back there, that's not what I want with you. It's supposed to be you and me, not a competition of who can get off first. It felt like I was hooking up with some one night stand who just wanted me for my body, not someone I imagined spending my life with."

@Shin Dongwoo The second Dongwoo asked him to go away, Taemin’s entire mind halted. He ed up real bad, and the tiest part was that he wasn’t even sure of what he had done wrong. “Wait, woo, please-“ Taemin sobered up real quick and tried to figure out where things turned sour, how to make things right again, but he was placed down out of the tub and was given a wet back of ignorance. For a few seconds, Taemin couldn’t move, staring at Woo’s back with huge, terrified eyes but no matter how much he ransacked his brain through their entire moment together, the boy couldn’t figure out what could possibly be wrong. A knot formed in his throat before he was forced to grab a towel and head out, fingers shaking now for completely different reasons as he got dressed in a pair of woo’s boxers and oversized shirts while attempting to keep his tears at bay. The boy’s anxieties were through the roof as he barely even dried his hair and sat on the middle of the bed, biting the hell out of his lip, waiting for Dongwoo to return to him. Was he too bad at ? Was he not y enough? Or was he trying too hard to be interesting to the other? Or did Dongwoo just not find him attractive in that way anymore? Any and all thoughts were flying through Taemin’s head as the boy sat in the dark and nearly bursted out into tears - needing to just hear from the older where he ed up so that he could never do it again or perform better.
Taemin barely moved an inch in his wait until /finally/ the bathroom light turned off and his love was coming towards the bed. The boy sat up straighter, lips parted as if he wanted to break the silence, but honestly there was so much worry on his shoulders that Taemin didn’t even know where to start. He continued to painfully stare at the older as he got into bed, truly terrified and shaky hands reaching out for Woo’s own to bring up to his lips so that he could pepper them with soft pecks, the tears finally becoming to much and cascading down the worried boy’s face. “Hyung...whatever I did to upset you like this, I’m truly sorry. I swear I didn’t mean to make you anything but happy. Please...please tell me what I did wrong, please tell me where I ed up. Please hyung, I only just got you back, I don’t want to lose you again because I’m too stupid to realize my mistakes-“
The boy’s shaky voice broke out into a soft son as he leaned over and practically laid himself on the older’s chest, a teary cheek resting over Woo’s heart and pleading eyes locked into the other’s while arms hugged the taller like his life depended on it.

@Lee Taemin Despite the attempts at affectionate kisses and muttered apologies, the weak forms of consultation trying to convince him that he hasn't been with anyone else after his depart, Dongwoo simply couldn't find the words - whatever Taemin was looking for to make things right didn't exist in that moment. "I... I think it'll be better if I just finish up here. There's no need to rush Min, I can take care of myself. You just rest on the bed for a bit. I'm gonna wash up while the water's still warm and I'll meet you there." He whispered kissing the top of the younger's magenta locks before gently setting the boy back onto the ground hoping to reassure his lover that he was okay, turning away while scrubbing his body in silence needing a moment alone with his thoughts. There was no point in trying to reignite the mood after that little display and Taemin was clearly still too far gone to even comprehend what he had done causing another sigh to fall from the man's lips carding his fingers through the damp locks in disappointment. It wasn't just about the , or it certainly wasn't supposed to be, but that's precisely what the ex blonde had turned it into - just another mindless like all the people of his past. What had just occurred between them wasn't about love but pure pleasure and Taemin had done everything he could to seek it out without even considering Woo's feelings or position in it all. At first he'd found it charming that the boy was coming into his own ually, hadn't just been the same timid creature of before but more explorative and open to something different but Taemin had shown his true colors. Between the taunting smirk, the constant repositioning and shifting to simply get what he wanted out of it all, it was easy to say Dongwoo felt used. It had been a very, very long time since he'd felt that way, having closed off such emotions ages ago yet it was happening here and now with the man he loved. Was this what he'd been waiting for? What months of questioning and heart ache had led up to? Though the sun kissed beauty may not have intentionally meant to hurt the musician the damage was anyway done etched into his skin and the essence of his being as he turned the water off, extended arm holding him in place as his mind ran rampant. Taemin was happy, the boy was practically grinning ear to ear and still reeling from the intensity of his and he would never take that away from his lover. "Maybe I don't really know him anymore..."

Stepping out of the shower after willing his still erect away, Woo lazily tugged on a simple pair of black boxers and baggy gray sweats, a loose wife beater adorning his usually bare torso as he stepped out into the bedroom. Pulling back the grown out locks of hair into a miniature ponytail Dongwoo made sure his glasses were safely on the countertop before quietly crawling into the bed feeling exasperated after the failed expediting. "Did you find something to wear baby?"

@Shin Dongwoo The right angle seriously was all Taemin needed to have his volume hitching up, his lungs struggling to keep up with the pleasure racking through his limbs, the stars beginning to form in his vision. The more Dongwoo plunged into him, the tighter Taemin’s toes and spine curled - euphoria was bound to hit him soon, sultry eyes and parted lips staring straight at his love as he braved himself for the pleasing shock his body was going to be trampled with...and yet his subconscious knew something was wrong. Through a wince, Taemin had barely managed to call out to Dongwoo before his body took matters into his own hand and launched a series of muscles spasms all throughout the boy’s form, effectively making the boy’s eyes roll back in a cry of utter pleasure, hanging onto his love for dead life as he painted the others chest white. The younger came long and hard, the breathy pants cascading against the older’s lips as shaky hands came up to cradle the face he adored so much. He took a couple tries to try and get his voice to work again, still shivering from the after shocks of the amazing , but Taemin’s mind was finally allowed to catch up...as it seemed an embarrassed glint has taken over his expression. “, that was..utterly amazing-/you’re/ utterly amazing-it’s just, I’m sorry, you..” goodness, Taemin didn’t know it was this difficult to speak when his brain was still riding that ic high! “-I’m sorry I kind of lost myself at the end, you are still the only person I’ve had with, you make me feel /so/ amazing and I missed you so much and you spoiled me to the point I got greedy, I loved every second of it and only wanted more-“ the boy was highkey rambling quickly so that he could get all his thoughts out in some form or fashion, hoping Dongwoo would get the gist of it - he was too good to Taemin, so much to the point the boy just turned into a ty vixen for more and he was still struggling to control himself. A sheepish grin was pushed straight into the musician’s neck, kitten kisses and being given as a form of apologies before he further whispered , “Please tell me how to make it better for you. I won’t be greedy this time, I promise..” he wanted Dongwoo to feel the same high as him, the same all encompassing happiness... he didn’t want the older to remember their second time as another moment Lee Taemin messed up