#bottom!ho

It was futile, but he had attempted it. He'd realized, about a year into their relationship, just what exactly it could evolve into, the monstrosity that they had the potential to create. He had sensed the danger before it had come, had seen it in the intensity of Jinki's dark eyes when the older man watched him, felt it in the burning kisses that made his lips hurt so good, the way Jinki fucked him so ruthlessly into the mattress.

Minho saw it coming from a mile away and he had tried to run before he was in too deep (arguably, one could say he was already drowning, but Minho liked to think he wasn't so hopeless), but instead he'd fallen over, the shackles on his feet--his body, his heart, his mind--already attached to Jinki's own.

All his life, Minho has been waiting for someone that loved him, truly loved him, from the bottom of their heart. He's waited and waited and waited, and sometimes he'd come so, so close--close enough that his fingertips grazed the surface of what could have been something that lasted a forever, and yet every time he'd gotten a taste it would fall apart before his very eyes. He didn't know what he was doing wrong, why no one could love him.

But then Jinki came, and god, did Jinki love him. It was to the point where love was almost an understatement because Jinki needed him. He lived and breathed him, and Minho had never felt so complete than he did when Jinki's hands held his, perhaps a little too tight, but the feeling was there--bubbling, bursting, boiling over, hot, hot, too hot.

It was frightening.

Minho was scared of what they had, of what he felt, of what Jinki felt. He'd tried to pretend nothing had happened between them, slipping out of Jinki's life and trying to act as if he was done with their relationship. Jinki played along at first, but Minho could feel it even when he was alone, the throb of Jinki's pulse in his veins, the feeling of him against his lips, the aching, dark blue fingerprints still on the insides of his thighs. He could feel Jinki pulsing outside of him, pulsing inside, everywhere.

When they saw each other again after a month of separation, Jinki didn't hesitate--he never did. Jinki always knew what he wanted, what he needed, and Minho was top priority. He'd grabbed the back of Minho's hair and pulled him close, their lips crushing together in a searing kiss. Where the flames had been doused inside of Minho, they came alive once more, burning more intensely than ever before. Jinki fucked him that day, fucked him hard.

"If you ever leave me again," Jinki began, voice coarse and heavy with emotion, his strong hips flush against the back of Minho's thighs. "If you ever even try to leave me again," he repeated, harsher than before, fingers digging into the tanned skin of Minho's long legs and leaving crescent-shaped marks against the smooth surface. "I'll fuck you to death." If Minho was honest, he had seen god in Jinki that day--or perhaps it was the devil?--but what difference did it make when Jinki had looked at him, had glared at him like that while saying those very words, his brown hair sticking to his face from the sweat, eyes so pitch black, so promising, so dark, those fat red lips curled into a goddamn snarl--

Minho fucking loved it.

"Kill me, please," Minho had begged, pushing back, needing more of Jinki inside of him, deeper, faster. "Kill me--I won't leave, I won't, I won't, I can't--"

It was amazing what could happen when two broken people met, the jagged edges of their glass hearts fitting together like two missing pieces of a whole. And yes, there were still gaps that they could not fill but everything important was intact, even with all of the cracks and imperfections. It was what made them work, what kept them going.

Now, so many years later, that intensity is still there. Jinki's lips are still like open flames against Minho's, his eyes still just as fierce, his grip just as tight and unforgiving. Minho needed that--he needed someone who'd die before they'd let go of him, someone who'd devour him whole, someone who'd never give up--someone like Jinki. And sometimes you wondered if they'll continue like this forever, a constant push and pull, constantly on fire every second of every day. Minho isn't so sure if he had an answer to that, but he truly believes that if push came to shove, their last day in love would be their last day on Earth.

He could count on Jinki to see that through.

Jinki was about to pounce and latch his teeth into the shoulder of the buck when the smell caught his his nose.  He growled, his senses gone red with desire as he pushed off the frozen ground and pushed himself hard to make it back to the cabin that he shared with the younger man. He could smell it, hear him even if he was miles away. 

  He strong limbs propelled him further, over the frozen solid ground, the leaves that have been long dead and over the frozen lake a little ways from camp. Over the fresh snow that blew behind him in a cloud of cold white, over the frozen river that for a couple months a year ran along camp, and then was skidding to a halt in the front of his cabin. 

  He snarled, because he knew what the younger man was doing, and before another thought could be even processed Jinki was shifting back into his human form and locking the door behind him. He took a deep breath, because he loved to watch the younger play with himself, but right now with all the hormones and the arousing smells bombarding him with desire he could no longer ignore, Jinki knew that as soon as he walked into that living room that he would be on that younger man. 

  When he did walk into the room, Minho was sitting on the chair by the fire his legs spread as he tried to relieve that immense heat welling inside him. He wasn't an arctic wolf, therefore he wasn't used to the below freezing tempertures. Hell, he wasn't made for blizzards, ice storms and the constant presence of freezing cold wet fluff on the ground, but he managed. He managed because this was Jinki's home, the pack he was the Alpha for, and Minho loved him way too much to make him give all that up. 

  The omega had his head thrown back, 2 fingers going entering him hard and relentlessly as he pumped his hand over his rock hard erection. Jinki growled, a low deep rummble in his chest that made Minho snap his head up, but at the sight of his Alpha he just slammed his fingers in harder and moaned his name loud. That motivated him to move, crossed those couple feet in not even a second before he was pressed against him with their lips locked and his hand replacing the younger's on his cock. 

  "Apparently you can't wait." But Jinki was already alligning himself with the man's twitching hole. "You're such a willing bitch for my cock." He slurred as he pushed himself into the tight hot man. He didn't give the man time to adjust, because he knew that he didn't need to. What Minho needed now was him hard and rough, all of him slamming into him as he bit his shoulder. 

  Just the touch of him made Minho come undone, covering the older man's hand and his own chest. Jinki hummed as he kissed the loud moan away, and felt the younger wrap his legs around his waist to pull him closer. 

  Jinki snapped his hips hard against the man, the chair underneath them scooting back a couple inches from the force, because he knew that Minho wasn't fulfilled. He wouldn't be until he was too exhausted to do more. In a swift motion he had the younger man above him with his hands firm on his thin hips. "Show me how much you want my cock Baby." 

  He knew how much Minho loved to ride him, control the tempo, and be the reason that the older man was loud. Jinki normally wasn't, just heavy panting and cursing, but when the younger moved those hips and slammed down over an over again as he left marks all up and down his neck, the older was loud. Moaning Minho's name, meeting the younger's movements thrust by thrust. Which was what the younger was doing now with his hands on his mate's chest to steady himself. 

  "Fuck." Minho gasped as he pressed his forehead into the man's shoulder. Jinki wrapped his fingers around the younger's erection, rock hard again, as he lifted his hips hard against the man's downward movement. Minho moaned, a loud high pitch calling of the man's name, as Jinki's grip on his cock tightened. 

  "That's right. Cum for me." Jinki whispered as he kissed the man softly, his thrusts slowly down slightly, as he sat up a little to wrap his arms around the man. "Has my Baby had his fill?" 

  Minho just kissed him as he slid the other man's throbbing member out of him and whispered against his lips. "Fuck me against the wall." 

  Jinki didn't have to be told twice as the younger man placed his hands on the cool wall, spreading his legs a little as he bent slightly at the waist to give his mate a full view of his ass. 

  It was there as he was pounded into against the wall that he felt the older man stutter a little in his movements, and after pulling out fully, shoving back in deep as he felt the knot forming. Minho came hard as he felt himself being filled, the older man's grip on his cock fast and hard as he milked his mate for all his worth. 

  Minho collapsed into Jinki's strong hold, his legs giving out and the older man just smiled contently as he looked down at his beautiful mate. He carried the younger into their bedroom, laying him down onto the bed and gently climbing in with him. Minho giggled softly, his voice low breathy and tired, as he snuggled closer and his eyes drooped a little as he fought the hold of sleep.

  "Get some sleep Baby. You'll need it for round 2." 

  Jinki chuckled when he heard the man take a harsh intake of breath.

                                                         xoxox

  The moment that Minho knew he was shifting and running full sprint to find Jinki with his extra blankets that were usually around him tossed onto the snow covered ground. The older wolf was doing his rounds, making sure that every family in the pack had what they needed for the upcoming snow storm. This one was supposed to be the worst of the season, and as the pack's alpha, Jinki needed to make sure that his fellow pack members were well cared for and prepared. Minho knew that he shouldn't interrupt him, and that Jinki would be back in an hour or two, but he was too excited to wait any longer than he had to. After months of trying, and various mating cycles they finally succeeded, and he knew that his Alpha would be estatic at the news and wouldn't want him to wait to tell him.

  Jinki smelt him before he saw him. His precious Minho had a certain scent, a smell that was so unique to him that he could pick him out even in the huge crowd everynight by the bonfire. Being as the younger wolf wasn't from around here, he was from a pack further south, down the mountains and away from the freezing tempertures. He turned and smiled as the pitch black wolf came into view.  He skidded to a halt, big glossy eyes looking up at him as Jinki reached out and ran a hand over the smooth fur of his ears.

  "What are you doing out here Love?" He asked after kneeling in front of him and gently scratched his ears the way he knew Minho loved. "You're supposed to be helping get the tribe the food they need."

  I was... but after I woke up and walked over to the food storage... I found something out.

  "That you are a horrible morning person?"  

  You know, why the hell do I love you? Jinki chuckled softly. But uh, we might need to add on that extra room to the cabin. 

   "Why? I thought you liked our little home."

   Minho just gently licked his face, before shifting. His pitch black fur changing to equally beautiful tan skin. He smiled as he brought the man's lips to his own, "Because you won't be saying that in about 8 months when we have a little wolf running around the house."  

  It took the older man a moment, but when it clicked a huge smile erupted on his face. His eyes glanced between the man's stomach and his face. "You're sure?" 

  Minho nodded, a goofy happy smile plastered on his face. "About 2 weeks." 

  Jinki stood then, wrapping his arms around the man and laughing happily as he spun the man in a circle. He slowly came to a stop, allowing Minho to slide softly into his embrace to get a slow warm kiss. He chuckled, a soft sound as he smiled hazingly up at younger man. "I love you, you know that?" As he looked into those dark eyes he began to notice the small white flakes falling against those dark soft eyelashes. The snow had begun to fall around them in a gentle flurry of white.

  "Mhmm." But then Minho was leaning in against his ear and whispering, "I think you better let me go and go back to doing what you were doing. Taemin is sending me death glares."

  Jinki looked over his shoulder at the beta, before turning back to his mate as he felt the man shiver in his hold. He frowned slightly, concerned, because he knew how cold Minho got sometimes. "Don't worry about my little brother. Why don't you go on home and run that bath you wanted to take hmm? Give me about 20 minutes and I'll be home to climb in with you. Okay Beautiful?"

  Minho nodded, and after giving the man a quick peck on the lips, shifted and bounded over the hill toward their home. Jinki just smiled, a warm fuzzy feeling decending over his heart as he turned back to his brother to finish the last couple cabins. 

  As they walked up to the next one Taemin snickered. Jinki turned to him with a confused expression, "What?" 

  "Oh nothing. Nothing at all.. Papa." Being called that only made Jinki smile more, and Taemin just rolled his eyes. "And to think, Minho was almost my mate. I wonder how cuter our baby would have been compared to yours. " 

  Jinki glared, a soft growl rumbling out of his chest and the younger wolf just chuckled before dipping into the cabin before he could get smacked upside the head. He knew that Minho hadn't technicaly been promised to Taemin, but he had been promised to someone else, and he really didn't want to think about everything that led up to him finally being able to call the wolf his.

                                                                                                xoxox 

  Jinki finished his rounds quickly, and when he walked into his cabin that he shared with the younger man the smell of vanilla filled the air. The fire was crackling gently in the living room, adding more heat into the already cooling cabin. Outside the snow was falling in heavy drifts, and on the way home Jinki hadn't been able to see more than a foot infront of him. He was glad that he had sent Minho home early, because if he had been out in that Jinki had no idea what he would be doing with himself.

  The door to the bathroom was open, and besides the fire, it was the only light source in the small cabin. There was soft music playing, classic just the way Minho liked it at night, and Jinki smiled when he saw the younger man sitting on the edge of the tumb in only his robe checking the water temperture. He knew that the younger wolf knew he was there, just by that little smile that was forming on his lips, but he didn't look up. He just gently turned the hot water knob a little further to the right, and gently lit the other couple candles that still needed to be lit.

  Minho always liked having candles lit around the house. He loved the way they swayed and flickered in the air, causing the light they give to sway too. When the lights were off, which usually they were, Minho would lean back against his mate and just watch the patterns the moving flames were causing on the ceiling as they softly talked to one another. It was something they used to do when they were younger, teens that were promised to others who didn't care about anything but each other, and it was a way then to be close and intimate without doing something they both would regret.

  Now though as he watched the man's red silky robe slowly fall off his shoulders and float down to the ground slowly, the one he had gotten Minho before their mating cermony, the past could be forgotten. They weren't promised to other people, those ties had long been broken, and they were each other's finally with a child on the way. Jinki felt giddy just thinking about it. He was finally going to be a father, and the fact it was with Minho only made it that much better.

  Minho turned his head toward him as he poured the last little bit of bubble bath into the water, his long hair that was usually in a ponytail at the back of his head cascaded down around his face, and a small soft smile formed on his lips. "I know I'll only look this good for a little while longer, but try not to stare so much."

  Jinki grinned then, before walking over and gently wrapping his arms around the man and kissing his shoulder softly. "All you are going to is get even more beautiful in the next couple months."

  Minho snorted before pulling on the man's arm and making him walk in front of him. "Get it you big lug." 

  Jinki grinned and did as he was told. Minho flicked the light switch off, and gently sank into the warm water in front of the older man. He sighed after leaning back against Jinki's firm warm chest. The older man just softly smiled, taking in the man's beautiful features that the candle's light was dancing over, as he wrapped his arms around him and softly laid his palm against Minho's firm abdomen."It's a blizzard out there. It's going to be freezing tonight."

  "I guess I have to sleep next to you to survive." Minho said softly, offhandedly, as he gently moved his fingers in and out of the waters surface making a quiet splashing noise. 

  "I guess you do. How ever will you live?" Jinki whispered against the shell of the man's ear. 

  Minho chuckled softly as he ran his hand slowly over his now firm stomach."In a couple months I won't have this, and a couple more and I'll have a child. Can you believe we're going to be parents?"

  "Are you nervous about it Love?" Jinki asked softly as the younger moved his long legs up at little so that his knees were now seen over the bubbles. 

  "Not about the actual pregnancy, because I'm excited for it," The man just stared at his stomach, at the older man's hand that was slowly caressing the taunt skin, as he bit his lip. "I'm nervous about the time after the baby's here. Like what if I'm a horrible father?"

  "I've seen you with the little ones of the pack. You won't be Love." Minho turned slightly when he felt Jinki softly kiss his neck. "I promise you."

  Minho reached for the shower head, turning the middle knob and handing it to the older man before sitting down in front of him again. Jinki smiled lovingly as he gently washed the man's long hair. His short slim fingers gently massaged the shampoo into his soft damp hair as Minho hummed softly. "Gwiboon just welcomed another child today. A little girl." 

  "Did she? I thought she wasn't due till Feburary."

  "Well nothing ever goes as planned when it comes to her." Both of them laughed then, soft and sweet, as the older man continued to wash his hair and then rinse it. Minho glared as he spat out the water that had entered his mouth, and Jinki just laughed harder. "You're very mean to me."

  "I'm mean to you?" 

  "Yes. Why in the world did I choose you over my other life?" Minho nudged the man softly, because he was just joking, but he felt the soft sigh against his neck as the hot air rushed past the man's lips. The younger man turned, sitting on his heels as he placed his hands on each side of the man's face. He ran his thumbs softly over Jinki's cheeks. "Baby, I was joking. You know that I love you and this life you've given me." 

  "But do you miss him?" 

  "Who? Jonghyun?" Jinki slowly nodded, and Minho just softly kissed him with a small smile on his face. "  Jonghyun was just someone I was promised to Baby. I've always loved you. You know this."

  The older man gave a half smile, leaning in the touch. "Just my overjealous heart working." 

  "Besides, I'm bounded to you. I'm having your child Jinki. I wouldn't dare leave you." Jinki blinked up at him as the man pushed his long fingers through his ash blond hair. "Now how about I wash you and you remind me that I'm yours huh?"

  "Would you like that Minho?" 

  "I'd love that."  

                                                                                                            xoxox  

4 Months later.  

Jinki sighed as he heard the other man grumble as he pulled on a shirt. The pack wasn't very into clothing. It was very in the way when they shifted, but they owned at least an outfit or two. Minho was different, because he got cold, a lot more cold than the other wolves, and therefore he always had clothes on if he knew he wasn't going to shift. He wore blankets over his shoulders, and Jinki's mom had even knitted him a hat. 

  When Minho got fed up with the shirt he shreded it in his hands, the tiny pieces of fabric floating to the floor. Jinki frowned and walked over to him, taking his hands into his own and softly kissing his forehead. " You don't have to wear anything. I'll be by you the entire time to warm you up." 

  Minho looked at him with a scowl. "Nothing fits Jinki. Not one thing."

  "They fit. Just not the way you want them." The older man corrected, but then he was bending down and pressing his lips on the growing stomach. "You're beautiful you know that?"

  Minho snorted and pulled away from the man's hold. "Sure I am. Will you hand me my blankets? We must get going if we are going to make it to Gwiboon's on time." Jinki sighed and did as he was told. He gently laid them over his mates shoulders, his hands lingering a little longer as he kissed the man's neck gently. He heard Minho sigh, and look over at him with a soft smile. 

  As they walked to the woman's house to play with her baby girl Minho grabbed ahold of Jinki's hand. When they arrived at the house the younger man played with the young girl for a while as Jinki watched him fondly from the nearby couch. Then Minho yawned, and stood up with a smile before sitting next to his mate. As he was leaning his head on his shoulder the older wolf could hear the man whisper, "I'm sorry."

  He just moved his thumb over the man's hand, because he knew Minho didn't mean to be like he was right now, he was just dealing with all the changes to his body, and Jinki understood that. "I love you."

  "Love you too." He said quietly, and a moment later Jinki could hear him softly snoring. 

  Later that night he carried him home, gently laying him on the bed ( that he had demanded be moved into the living room to be by the fire) and tucked him in before climbing in behind him. He placed a warm hand flat on Minho's stomach, and he smiled when he felt the man wiggle back to be closer to him. "You make him so calm." 

  It was so quiet Jinki almost didn't hear him. "I have that effect on my daughter."    

Minho was too tired to snort, so he just shook his head a little, but before he could reply he was already asleep; the combined warmth of Jinki, tha blankets and the fire was too much to stay awake. The older one just chuckled and softly kissed his temple as he continuely moved his hand over Minho's taunt skin. He heard him hum in his sleep, a soft deep voice vibrating from his chest, and Jinki smiled as he laid his head against the middle of his back as he continued his soft massage.   

                    xoxox  

3 months later  

He didn't need the scouts to tell him that the other wolf was on their land; he could sense it, smell the foreign scent of the plains that he could still smell a little on Minho. He growled, because that Alpha was trespassing on his land and he didn't like it one bit. He glanced over at his mate, who was sitting by the fire in the middle of camp gently running a hand over his bulging stomach as he softly talked to Gwiboon, and then he shook his head and was bounding over the ground in his wolf form toward the tresspassing wolf.

  The other Alpha had been running on his packs land for 2 days, running full spring from the southern most border, and making no indication of stopping and turning around. Jinki knew Taemin and two other wolves were following him close behind, because they too had sensed the invading wolf. 

  When Jinki reached the crest of the hill, he saw the other wolf stopped at the base of the valley below. He was an off black, a little lighter than Minho, but his eyes were green. He snarled, his upper lip rasising a bit as he pawed the ground. As Jinki approached he shifted into his human form to show a muscular man with dark chocolate hair, and bronze skin. 

  Jinki followed suit, and he watched the other wolf eye him up and down. Taemin and the other two waited up on the hill, because they knew their Alpha could handle it but close enough to interfere incase something went amiss.

  "Leave here. You don't belong here Southy." Jinki commanded as he curled his hands into fists. 

  "Either does the wolf you call your mate." 

  At the mention of Minho it clicked in his mind. "You're Jonghyun aren't you?" 

  The other's eyes glinted slightly as he shifted. "Does it matter? I came for what's mine." 

  "Well, you can't have him. It's been 3 years. I think the little claim you had on him dissolved and faded when the treaty was signed." 

  "You don't think I would have been here sooner if I had known or was allowed to?" Jonghyun growled. His eyes glowed bright for a moment, as he shifted in his stance. "He is mine. No matter what you've done to him, and what thoughts you've forced into his mind, he is mine. Your bond means nothing."

  Before Jinki could say anything though, he heard Minho's voice. "Jinki.. what's going on here?" He turned quickly, even though he knew it was stupid to expose his back to his foe, to see the younger wolf slowly making his way down the hill. His blanket was wrapped around his shoulders, his walking more of a waddle to help with his stomach, as he stopped at the base of the hill. He looked over with his big eyes; their usual brillance dimmed slightly because of his lack of sleep lately. 

  "Minho.. go back to the pack." Jinki ordered softly, and Minho scowled slightly.

  Then the deep growl could be heard and both wolves looked over at the foreigner. "You.. you bastard! How dare you force your spawn inside him!" Jonghyun shifted and ran full speed toward Jinki. He reacted quickly before the dark grey wolf could latch onto him and shifted to counter the incoming blow. 

  Taemin rushed down to pull Minho back, because he knew no matter what happened that's what Jinki would want, but the omega was stronger than he looked. He pulled away from the grasp, screaming over the snarls of the two wolves attempting to latch their jaws on the other. "Stop it! Jonghyun stop!" 

  For a moment Minho thought that it would work, but all it did was distract Jinki long enough for the other to land a good blow on him; sinking his teeth into the light grey wolf's shoulder as a sharp howl shattered the air. Jonghyun continued to open his mouth and sink his sharp teeth into the flesh of the other. Jinki landed blows too, one to the neck and two to the back, but the other wolf was smaller, and therefore more manueverable. Jonghyun shook his head, tossing the wolf onto the ground with a soft whimper.

  Minho rushed to Jinki's side. He gently ran his fingers over the soft fur that was no matted with blood. The wolf looked up at him; his usual steady and calm eyes were soft and tired, but Minho still saw life in them. "Jinki..." 

  But then he was being pulled up from the ground and away from his mate. He turned to see Jonghyun, and he growled. The man seemed to be surprised as he backed up a little. "Minho.. what? Aren't you glad to see me?" 

  "You.. you think you can just come in here and hurt my mate and think I'd be happy to see you?" Minho hissed. "He didn't force himself on me. I wanted it. This child inside me, isn't his spawn. He's our child." 

  "Minho. Come back with me. You no longer have to stay here." 

  Minho shook his head and shook the man's grip off of him. "I love him." Jonghyun froze. "I love him Jonghyun. Not you. I never loved you. It's always been him."

  Jonghyun snarled and before anyone could do anything he was bring his clawed hand across the man's stomach. Minho howled; stumbling back as he tried to stop the blood dripping from the wound. Jinki had seen everything, could feel his mate's panic, and as he slowly pushed up off the ground that's what propelled him further. Minho was hurt, enough that could cause them to loose their child, and no one harmed him. 

  He gathered his strength as his wounds began to heal. He pushed off the ground with a growl and as he felt his teeth puncture the flesh of the man he finally allowed himself to relax. With a snap of his head the man's throat was ripped out, and with the coppery taste of blood in his mouth he shifted into his human form and stumbled over to Minho.

  He didn't care about his wounds, or his broken ankle. All he cared about was the man before him. He had reached Minho and had gently took the man's hand into his when he blacked out. The last thing he had heard was Taemin and the other two running down the hill as Minho's face began to disappear as his eyes closed.  

                    xoxox  

When he opened his eyes Jinki didn't know where he was, but the only thing on his mind was Minho. He looked around him, and his heart thumped loudly against his chest when he saw him across the room. 

  Minho was gently sitting in the rocker by the fire, two small soft blue bundles in his arms. He looked up when he felt the eyes on him, and Jinki could see as well as hear the man take in a harsh breath. "Jinki." 

  The younger man walked over to the bed and gently sat on the edge. A bundle in his arms gurgled softly, and Jinki's heart stopped for a moment. Minho pulled down the blanket a little and the baby boy's big eyes stared up at his father. The younger man softly placed one into the man's arms, and the older man stared at them with wide eyes. " Twins... we had twins.. " Jinki let out a sigh of relief as he moved to caress the baby boy's smooth chubby cheek with his finger as he held the boy closer to his chest.

  Minho softly smiled, even though tears softly fell from his eyes. "It's not us we were worried about." 

  Jinki looked up at Minho before pressing their foreheads together. "Do you hate me?"

  "For.. what happened?"  Jinki nodded. He didn't know how the younger wolf would react to him basically ripping the throat out of the man that would have been his mate. "You were protecting me, our family, and even so, what I told him was the truth. I've only loved you." 

  Jinki softly pressed their lips together. He looked down at the sons they made together and he almost wanted to cry. They was so beautiful. Their dark hair that was on their heads, and those big black curious eyes staring back up at him, made his assumtions true. Jinki knew they were perfect. 

  Later on Minho would tell him what happened, and how long he was out. Later on the younger wolf would tell him that Taemin was the one that got the babies out once they returned to camp, and the one that had run full speed back to camp nonstop to get him the help he needed, knowing full well that it was what Jinki would have want. Later on Jinki would sit in the bathtub as the younger gently ran his fingers over the scars all over his body as their sons softly slept in the other room, but for now all that matter were the two babies between them. 

  Because Minho was okay, and so were their baby boys and that's really all that mattered to him.  

Jonghyun and Taemin almost collided with one another they were laughing so hard, but Jinki's glare shut them up. Their leader walked over to Minho and took his hand softly. He smiled up at him, a smile that only the tall man received, and pushed the man's hair out of his face gently. "Do you like it Minnie?" 

Minho just licked his lips and asked softly, "Can we go home now?" 

Jinki smiled, his eyes glinting slightly at the look in the younger man's eyes, and he nodded. He pulled on a hat, to make sure that fangirls didn't see his hair until it was absolutely necessary, and lead the group out to the van to go to the dorm.

It took Minho almost everything in him to force himself not to reach over and touch him. All he wanted to do was be pushed up against something, the wall or the bed or anything, and fucked senseless as he tugged on that bright blond hair, but he would have to wait. He didn't want to touch Jinki and annoy him, because then he wouldn't get what he wanted when they got home. He would get it, just later, after a period of teasing and begging to make the older man do it. 

Jinki just smiled and held Minho's hand in his lap. He leaned in head on the man's shoulder, smiling up at him when he looked over. "Hyung!" He softly whined. "I can't handle you right now."

"Why's that Minho?"

Minho just pressed his lips together and looked out the window. Jinki didn't fail to notice how the man shifted in his seat, or how his thighs were moving against one another. He smirked, because he knew his Baby had a problem. He just made sure that their clasped hands were placed right over his growing erection, and he smiled when he heard Minho hiss softly. "Hyung please stop." 

Jinki looked up and pouted. "I'm just leaning on you." He released the man's hand and moved a little ways away. "Here. I'll make sure to stay over here."

Minho almost crawled over to him, almost whined because he needed Jinki that close to him, but he forced himself not to. He placed his hand on the seat between them, and didn't stop pouting himself until the older man grasped it. "Come back.." 

But they were almost home, and Jinki was standing up to move into the middle seats. Then their manager pressed the break, and the man was falling back onto Minho's lap, and he had to bite the man's jacket to even attempt to mask the moan that he couldn't contain. Just feeling Jinki's ass pressed against his already hard cock was just too much, and it was a feeling that he rarely got to feel.

Jinki just smiled, wiggling his hips slightly, before standing up and exiting the van. Minho cursed his boyfriend, and the stylist for giving him that hair, but he was just happy to be home. Relieved that soon he would get the relief he really needed.

As soon as they walked through the front door, Minho had his hand on the man's wrist pulling him into his bedroom and kicking the door closed behind them, because his hands were already pushed up in that hair of his. Jinki chuckled against the hot kiss, pressing the man against the door and locking it. 

"Strip." Jinki ordered against his lips, before backing off and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Of course he loved to undress Minho, like a present on Christmas before you play with it, but he also liked watching the man do it himself. He had an idea, one that he knew Minho loved, but that he wouldn't love so much now. 

All Minho wanted to do was touch his hair. Grip it, pull it as he was fucked, but Jinki was in a teasing mood, but he was far too gone to have the patience to hold back in order to tease him in the normal manner. He could use their belts.. but that always left marks and he didn't like it when that happened. Then he looked past the undressing man, to see his pile of scrafs that he just had to have and Jinki smiled, because what else were the stupid cloth things useful for if not bondage?

"Oppa?" Minho asked softly as he paused in taking off his pants when he saw Jinki walk over to the scrafs.. "What are you doing?"

Jinki just looked back and nodded toward the bed. " Go lay in the bed, prepare yourself for me." 

"Prepare myself?"

Jinki stopped in his search for the right scarf and looked back at him. "Did I stutter Baby?" 

"No oppa."

"Good. Now get to it. Nice and wet for me okay?" Minho nodded and climbed into bed. 

Even though Jinki wanted to watch, he turned to find the scrafs he needed. Right as loud moan erupted from Minho, he found them and turned around. His cock was hard and pressing up against the thick fabric of his jeans, and if the younger man wasn't ready, he honestly didn't know what he was going to do. 

He pulled off his shirt, tossing it across the room, but never taking his eyes off of Minho's two fingers going in and out of him relentlessly. He quickly unbuckled his belt, slid his pants and boxers off before stepping closer to his boyfriend. The man stopped though when he felt Jinki's eyes on him. He reached out, trying to pull Jinki over but the older man was having none of it. He needed to get him tied up before he allowed Minho to touch him, because when that happened he was gone. 

He grabbed Minho's hands, moving to straddle him and he smiled when the man whined and moved his hips up. "Shh Baby. I'll give you what you want in a moment." He quickly tied the man's wrists to the metal railing on his bedpost, and gently kissed his lips. 

"I need to touch you Jinki." Minho said almost breathlessly as Jinki moved down him. 

Jink hummed. "Hmm.. maybe later." He pushed Minho's legs wide, settling between them. He pushed two fingers in, and oh did he love the heat. "Shit Minho. I could fuck you right now." 

"Do it." Minho arched his back as Jinki pulled his fingers out and shoved them back in hard making the man almost scream. "Please Oppa." 

Jinki took in a deep breath and leaned over to get the lube from the bed right beside the man's shoulder. As he coated himself he continued to finger fuck him hard, Minho a withering mess against the bonds. When he pulled his fingers from him the man almost wanted to whine from the loss of contact, but then Jinki was pushing into him, little by little. Stretching him almost to the point in which it hurt and anything he was about to say was stuck in his throat. 

Jinki didn't have to wait, because he wasn't even fully seated before Minho was pushing against him. He pulled almost all the way out before shoving all the way back in. Minho grabbed the scrafs, pulled them taunt as he arched his back, Jinki's name rolling off his lips.  

Jinki leaned down as he moved his hips against the man. The kiss was sloppy, and hot, and neither cared. Minho was moaning, panting the pleas for the bondage to be gone so he could touch him, but Jinki wasn't going to let him go anytime soon. He shifted his hips slightly, making the angle different, and when he slammed back in Minho latched onto his shoulder as he screamed. Most of the noise was muffled by the bite, but it still made Jinki curse and moved faster against him. 

"Please... Oppa Please." Minho whined, because he was close and Jinki hadn't even touched his cock yet. He needed to touch Jinki, pull that new hair of his that had started all of this. 

When Jinki looked into those big pleading dark eyes, he gave in, pressing their lips together as his hips slowed and he moved to pull the man's arms loose. Minho's hands were in the older man's hair as soon as the tie was pulled, and he tugged the hair hard. Jinki groaned, because he loved it when his hair was pulled, and his hips resumed their hard rushed movement. 

Jinki reached between them, wrapping his fingers around him and Minho threw his head back as his fingers tightened around the man's hair. Jinki moaned loudly, not even trying to hold back as he moved his hand faster.

"Jinx.. fuck." Minho breathed, "Harder." 

It was when the man pulled out almost completely and slammed back in with such force that Minho came. He saw white as his prostate was abused over and over again, the man's hand covered in the liquid.

It was almost unbarable for Minho, in his ultra sensitive state, as Jinki continued to pound into him, to find his release. It was when the younger man's fingers clawed his back, the main reason he made sure no one ever saw his body, that he came. His hips stuttered a moment before releasing his seed deep into the younger man. 

For a moment neither moved, and as Minho pushed the man's blond hair out of his face he chuckled softly. "You should have gone blond years ago." 

Jinki pulled out and laughed as he settled next to his boyfriend. He kissed him slowly, running his hand over the man's damp skin, before smiling. "And you should get more scarfs. Perferably silk ones." 

Minho blushed and moved to lay his head on the man's chest. "I love you Jinki." 

He kissed Minho's forehead and pulled him close. "And I you Babydoll." 

‘W-where are we going?’ Soft words were out of his mouth before he realized he must have sounded childishly. Taemin softly chuckled, his face turning to look at the shy boy and he took the other’s hand in his.

‘My bedroom. There we will have some fun.’ But Minho did not get it again. He was oblivious to the mood and shrugged some, thinking the black-haired singer had to have some games in his bedroom. They walked in and Minho sucked in his breath. A huge, white bed was standing in the big room. All the posters he also had were hanging on the wall, but there were no games, no TV and no chairs. Just a bed. Taemin sat down on bed and looked up at him with a small smile. ‘Like it?’

Minho blinked, nodding slowly as if he was still in trance. ‘Y-yeah… but… where are the games?’ To his horror he heard Taemin laugh.

‘Oh boy… We will have some fun…together.’ Minho blinked again and looked at the singer with a confused face, blushing deeply when he realized what the other meant. How could he have been so stupid? But… Minho was a virgin… He did not know what to do… what if he would fuck it up?

As if Taemin could see Minho’s internal struggles he walked to him and took the older boy’s hand, leading him to the bed and let him sit down.

‘Don’t worry, babe. I will make you feel good.’ Minho blushed at the nickname and could not do but trust the man. Those dark eyes of Taemin were filled with warmth and he nodded instantly when he looked in them. A smile appeared on the face of the singer, leaning down and placed his lips on top of Minho’s, making the latter widen his eyes. He was being kissed for the first time by… Lee Taemin. Thé Lee Taemin. Soon he slowly closed his eyes, letting the singer take control. His arms were wrapped around the neck and his hands played with the raven black hair. Their lips fitted perfectly like puzzle pieces, Minho thought. He was so lost in the kiss that he did not even noticed Taemin had layed him down and hovered over the shy boy.

When they parted because of lack of air, they looked in each other’s eyes and Minho smiled brightly for the first time that night, he did not notice, however, how Taemin’s cheeks became slightly rosy. They kissed again, Taemin’s hands roaming over the other’s body. A soft moan escaped and made Minho blush like crazy. Wanting to hear more, Taemin sneaked his hands under the shirt, his hands touching those faint abs.

Soon they were both only in both in only their boxers and deep and passionate kisses were shared while Minho dared to touch the rockstar. The flawless, milky skin was so gorgeous and how he hovered over Minho made him look like an angel. He will be having sex with Taemin… Angel Taemin. This was all Minho had dreamed of since he had seen the boy on stage for the first time and now it was happening.

‘T-take care of me…’ Barely a whisper. A soft smile on the angel’s face reassured him nothing would be wrong. Those milky hands pushed down Minho’s dark blue boxers and Taemin looked at Minho. The shy boy was beautiful. Dark, big eyes looked into the lust filled eyes of Taemin. Minho felt like a lamb in front of a lion, but he did not mind. He was not scared. He fully trusted the other.

A cold, wet substance was poured on Minho’s entrance and he could not do but flinch because of the coldness, that beautiful voice speaking up again. ‘It will hurt a bit… but after that it will be fine, okay?’ Minho nodded, blushing deeply since he felt overly exposed in front of the singer. A finger gently pushed into him and made him frown. It did not hurt… but it was not comfortable either. That feeling ebbed away when suddenly long fingers wrapped around his erection, making him moan and he covered his mouth. ‘Don’t… I want to hear your moans.’ Taemin smiled and pushed down his boxers, revealing his obvious erection. Minho wrapped his arms around Taemin’s neck and kissed him back when the singer leaned down, positioning his length in front of Minho’s entrance and slowly pushed in.

‘A-ah… i-it hurts, T-Taemin…’ Tears welled up and Taemin’s groans could be heard. The whole room was filled with soft whimpers from Minho and moans from Taemin when the latter began to move his hips, feeling how Minho’s walls clenched around him.

‘F-fuck you are tight.’ Minho did not care anymore when he felt white stars and moaned out, his back arching up and he grabbed the sheets when he felt an immense pleasure. This made Taemin smirk and he began to slam into him, every time against that one spot, making both man moan loudly.