Last Breath - Part 44
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Minho was still grinning when he walked into the hotel room. He was about an hour later than expected after a really nice 'linner' with his brother, but he couldn't be bothered to feel bad about it. Until he saw Onew.
For the look on Onew's face, Minho may as well have been a ghost. His eyes were wide and his mouth was hanging open, silent. So Minho's grin disappeared.
"Sorry I'm late." he said.
Onew got up from his seat on the couch, rushing over to Minho and grabbing him in a tight hug.
"I.. I talked to Taemin. I'm going to meet him tomorrow at the library in the daytime. It's definitely him, and--"
He trailed off when Onew jerked the earmuffs from around his neck and threw them. Then, he kissed him. This time around, he didn't taste like blood. Still, Minho grabbed his shoulders and pushed. It made little difference. Onew backed him into the door, putting one hand by his head and the other between his legs, pulling on the zipper to his outer pair of jeans.
Minho jerked his head away, breathing deep. "Please stop."
"No, Minho, please.." Onew spoke like a whisper, laying his head on Minho's shoulder, nose touching his neck. "I worried about you so much. Please let me have this."
"Th-this? This as in my body?"
"It will feel good to you too, Minho.." Onew said in a sigh as his hand roughly pushed into the opening of Minho's jeans, touching the sweatpants he'd made him put on beneath them. Minho swallowed hard, feeling suddenly especially hot underneath all of the clothes. "Onew, don't.."
"I need you to be mine, need it so bad.." Onew whispered, fingers bending and squeezing Minho through his pants, mouth touching his quivering adam's apple. So when Minho opened his mouth to protest again, it was just a long moan that escaped.
Onew moved his hands away then, parting for him for just a moment, checking if he would protest again. When Minho just looked at him, flushed and nervous, he became resolute. He kissed Minho hard, shoving the coat down off of his arms while he did. Minho trembled, his fingers lifting back up to Onew's shoulders, but he was no longer sure whether or not to push.
Onew slipped hands up beneath Minho's remaining shirts, touching his abs, touching his nipples, squeezing and tickling before they moved around and up his back. Then Minho was tightly pulled against Onew, and he began to relax, eyes shutting as he gently sucked on the tongue invading his mouth.
Onew smiled against Minho's mouth, listening to soft muffled moans as he gave Minho a rough back massage while they kissed. Minho jerked and shook in his arms, but it wasn't fighting, it was pure adorable nerves, or occasionally just pleasure, and well once maybe fear, since Onew's fangs poked threateningly at Minho's skin.
The two moved to the bed and as Onew wrestled Minho out of each layer of clothing, he had plenty of time to protest, but instead laid there twisting and helping the vampire when he could, breathing heavy, and watching Onew with wide nervous eyes.
Onew pulled his own shirt off but was between Minho's legs before he was kicking off his pants (sure to be lost in the twisted blankets that covered their legs), as he held onto the human's hardened cock and kissed all over his bare chest.
Minho cried out and his tears dripped when Onew entered him. For the next several minutes, he horribly regretted any of it, and begged his vampire to stop, but Onew kissed him quiet until it felt good again.
Their eyes were locked together. Minho took deep breaths, his skin was covered in sweat, and his heart was as fast as Onew had ever heard it. He was nervous even now, had doubts even now, but it was happening and in this moment, it was good.
Onew came while he held tightly onto Minho's hand, and took time just to gather himself before he took his human into his mouth and finished him in a matter of minutes, swallowing in several big gulps, and then they laid side by side.
Pain crept back upon Minho, and he thought he didn't want to move ever again, no matter how much of a mess he was. His mind was still in a daze when Onew said "I love you" in a breath, and he unthinkingly said, "I love you too."
So after a few more gulps of air, he said, "I mean.. I don't know.."
But Onew just smiled and rolled over so he could kiss Minho's cheek. Even now, it turned red under the vampire's lips. Onew's smile widened and he dropped his head by Minho's, draping an arm across him. "Tell me about Taemin when we wake up."
Minho shut his eyes, but thought he was far from sleep, his heart still rapidly beating and his mind still wild with uncertainties.
Yet, in moments, his breath had calmed and he was drifting into a dream.
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