Prompt:  *can hear the other’s tummy gurgle* Ontae, of course....

Taemin collapsed back onto the bed trying to catch his breath.  

“ Taem.”  Jinki groaned, rolling over and resting his head on his boyfriend’s flat tummy.  He blinked slowly, relaxing as he felt the rise and fall of Taemin’s body beneath him.  “You’re amazing.”

Taemin took in a deep breath letting it out slowly as he brought his hands to Jinki’s hair.   He slowly ran his fingers through the short brown locks, damp with sweat and perfectly mussed from the playful roll in the sheets they just had.  

Jinki sighed, almost purring at the touch, he loved when Taemin did that.

“Love you.”  Taemin muttered cutely.  

Jinki smiled, his cheek pressed against Taemin’s stomach.  “Me too.”  He let his hand slide along the body under him.  Up his thigh and across his lower abdomen, just shy of the coarse hair there, stopping to swirl his index finger around Taemin’s belly button.  

“Tickles.”  Taemin mumbled, his fingers still working lazily through Jinki’s hair, every once in a while dragging along his neck and around his ear.

Jinki only hummed in response, acknowledging the quiet complaint but not bothering to stop.  He loved Taemin’s belly button.  Perfectly round, the skin soft and smooth around it.  He dipped his finger in it playfully making Taemin whine above him.  “Jinkiiiii.”  

Jinki sat up just enough to kiss the area above where he was tickling right before he heard and felt the loud gurgle just below his ear.  

Taemin’s hand stopped as he felt the other start to chuckle.  “Wow.  Sounds like someone really worked up an appetite.”  Jinki sat up a little resting his chin on his hand looking up at the younger who was turning a slight shade of red from embarrassment.  

His stomach rumbled again and Jinki couldn’t stop the huge smile spreading across his face.  

Taemin pouted nudging him in the shoulder.  “Yeah…well…maybe you should go fix me something to eat then.  You know…for all the hard work I just did.”  He looked at Jinki petulantly.  

Jinki’s face turned serious as he sat up nodding in agreement.  “Of course baby.  You’re right.   After all, a sandwich is a small price to pay for how well you ride my .”  

“Jerk!”  Taemin nudged Jinki’s bare with his foot as he got out of bed, the older laughing even harder now as he pulled on a pair of boxers he plucked from the floor.  

“I want the tomato cut extra thin…”  Jinki walked out of the bedroom.  “AND don’t skimp on the meat either Jinki!”  He yelled after his boyfriend hearing him laugh all the way from the kitchen.