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Key pulls Minho’s shirt and scratches the latter’s back…

“What have you gotten into to get an ant so angry…?”

“Ichi…ban…two….three…there…
wwwooosshh…aaahh…”

“Enough already…
I could think you are enjoying this to the point of having an …”

Minho:             (pouts) Dirty mind Key…Dirty…

Key:                What did you do anyway…

Minho:             I saw a bird stuck in a wood free…
                       So I climbed a tree…
                       Aaahhh…Thank you…

Key:                (eyes widen) Ooohh…
                       So sweet…
                       Well…Sorry…

Minho:             Sorry accepted…
                        So, we continue …?

Key:                (nods smiling) Okay…okay…
                       Wait…Let me remove my robe to prevent distractions…

Minho chokes seeing Key removing his evening robe leaving the other with his pure white silk satin clinging to his body and quickly gets his eyes focused on the other’s perky firm s poking then adding to his dilemma is when he finds out that down Key’s body – not wearing any underwear.

He thinks,
“Oh…sheet..My…
Help me to control my urges…please…
Does he know he is so y right now…
Good morning…? Really a good morning for me…
I pray I may be able to control myself…please…”
Then sends back to his senses when Key continues…

“We could have finished if you didn’t call me to solve your ichiban…
Ichitwo problems…
Silly…”

Minho:             (lips pursing forward)
                       Laakkk mmaa ffolltt….

Key:                (giggling but trying not to show)
                       What did you say…?

Minho:             (pouting) Nothing…

Minho seated on the edge corner of the bed where Key has asked him to position himself for the painting, continues to mumble like a rebellious kid pursing his lips every now and then that Key is now starting to lose his normal sense due to Minho’s endearing behavior and says…

“If you don’t stop that big thick lips of yours
from pursing, I swear am gonna bite those lips of yours…
Do you wish me to paint you with lips
pursed while playing soccer…?”

“Well…
I do purse my lips when I play…”

“Oh…
(walks towards Minho)…
Really…Well…
Now, how about pursing your lips really hard…”

Minho innocently follows then Key swiftly bites Minho’s lips.
Minho gets stunned by Key’s action at impulse reaction closes his eyes losing his balance falls with his back on the bed and Key on top of him biting his lips …

“Hhhhmmmm….
(releases his bite) So…”

Minho slowly opens his eyes and could not believe what just happened that Key is literally close to him and in fact on top of him.
He thought he might never get a chance to actually get this close with him again and best of all, getting Key to really notice him.
Minho’s gently blinks his eyes with his lips still on a purse mode adding to Key’s profound amusement…

“Aaasshh…
You are so adorable…
(notices the wetness he created)
Oh…let me wipe your lips…”

With both of their eyes and bodies locked at each other; Minho gets so confused and at the same time enthralled at their closeness.
He could feel Key’s top and bottom hugeness on him hence; he’s starting to panic and lose his sane of control but he needs to prevent it no matter what.
Key moves slightly that as a result, Minho faintly gasps for air feeling Key’s crotch rubbing his own, he could feel his chest filling up.

And his dilemma increases when Key moves to adjust his position by lifting half of his body up and giving more strong pressure down below. 
Next Key does, is when he put his manly fingers on his lips wiping the liquid he created and absentmindedly gliding on his tongue causing an involuntary shudders for Minho.

At this, Minho gives in of his guarded self-control; he finally lets loose of his chest-compressed-with-air; exhaling it and involuntarily creating a moan sound opening his lips and his tongue poking out a little; clutching the bed linen to manage himself a little from further embarrassment but unfortunately kind of too late, his lower body reacts – involuntarily hardens…

“Aaaahhh…
(grasping for breath) Hhhhaaa…aaahhhaa…
Kkkeeeyyy…Ssoorryyy…
I didn’t mean to…
Mmy...mmyy... body just reacted…sorry…”

Key easily gets a hold of his sudden shock of Minho’s reaction – stares at Minho speaking apologetically to him - smiles.
And thus, Minho watching Key’s reaction tears up.
So that , Key worried gets up…

“Uuuaaahhh….
Sssshhh…
I didn’t know you’re such a crybaby…
(smiles) It just mean you are very healthy…”

Minho sits up on head low, sobs confessing yet again…

“I just love you so much Key…
I really do…
I just hope that even in the smallest of size of the 
grain of sand you will at least give me the
love that you have for Park…”

Key kneels in front of Minho head up staring and holding the latter’s cheeks in such gentle manner saying…

“Hey…Minho…
Thank you…
Hhhhmmm…Look at me…”

Minho raises his head forcing an eye to eye level with Key then the latter continues…

“Honestly…
(chuckling) You are actually getting me
under your skin…
You are adorably tall, adorably annoying,
adorably cute and adorably nice…
And that grain of sand you hope for could
probably might happen but…”

“But…what…?”

“I am running out of time…
I have already promised Park and you know that…
And I don’t want you to be in a
brokenhearted position later on…
It is unfair for you…
And at least what I can do is to protect you
from the pain…”

Minho:             I don’t mind the pain…
                       What I would enjoy most is the now…
                        I don’t want to think about the future…
                        Let me handle that when the time comes…

Key:                Listen…Minho…
                       We probably have a past like we met when we were kids…
                       And were really close…but that was the past…
                       From that time and up to like the time we met…
                      We were not together and I have been with Park all my
                      fifteen years…

Minho:             (Mumbles incoherently)
                       Because he took you away from me…

Key:                (sighs) What are you saying…
                      Why can you just say it…
                      Minho…I don’t know about my past…
                      And if you let me…
                      At least perhaps, I would have an idea what we were in the past…

Minho:             (broken voice) Past don’t matter on love Key…
                        I have been praying that you to notice me again…
                       (sobs softly) I felt like dying for the years that you were not here…
                       I don’t mind being hurt cause I have been hurting for so
                       many years now…
                       (cries sobbing)...

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