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It was a hickey.

It was so obvious that it was hickey.

And it looked like everyone in the world had seen that hickey on Felix’s neck. It was right below his ear, a little red and a little purple. It was tiny but still blatantly visible on any camera.

He had used his own make-up skills to cover it up when he went out to buy groceries. But obviously his lack of knowledge of the usage of the beauty blender, concealer or foundation went against his favor because after an hour or so, the make-up must have worn off. Or his hoodie rubbed across it and rubbed it off.

A Stay had seen him, taken a picture, and posted it online. And of course, everyone had zoomed into his neck right where Minho had sucked him off the night before. It was like that part of his neck was highlighted, so easy for everyone’s eyes to immediately gravitate towards that specific spot. So, it made sense why everyone on Twitter had zoomed in onto that specific spot, but still….it was frustrating to be exposed like that.

Changbin was the first one to see it on Twitter during one of their breaks as they prepared for the world tour. The menace that he was, he had immediately run to Felix, who was splayed on the floor, trying to catch his breath from the intense choreography. Felix’s first thought was to tell Changbin to stop running and to conserve his energy for when the dance practice resumed. But as soon as Changbin showed his phone screen to Felix with the biggest grin on his face, Felix thought about hiding in a cave and dragging Changbin—and probably Minho too— and burying them both there.

To say Felix was embarrassed as he saw the Twitter post was an understatement.

“It really is a hickey, huh?” Changbin laughed as he swiped Felix’s hair away from his neck, to take a closer look at the real thing instead of looking at it through the blurry picture posted on Twitter. Felix went livid, he quickly grabbed a hold of Changbin’s hand and almost bit him, but the rapper was faster and pulled his hand back.

“At least everyone in the replies and qrts are saying that it's just a mosquito bite,” Changbin reassured as he showed his phone to Felix. But Felix didn’t want to see any of that, so he kept his eyes locked onto Changbin’s face, glaring at him. Changbin ignored the look Felix was sending him, looked back at his phone, and scrolled around with the most joyous look on his face. Like this was some sort of peak entertainment for him.

“This is how I found out about you two,” Changbin giggled, “both of you had hickeys on your neck and both of you lied to me saying that it was a mosquito bite. Remember?”

“Shut up,” Felix whined. He could feel his entire body starting to get hot. Whether it was from sheer embarrassment or anger, he didn’t know. But he would much prefer it to be anger. Was it anger towards Changbin or Minho? Again, he didn’t know, but he would much prefer it to be towards Changbin.

Felix seriously thinks that he has started to hate Changbin these days. Ever since they revealed their relationship to the entire group, Changbin’s relentless teasing had not stopped. It was the sole reason why Felix was so irritable these days. He loved spending time with Minho and he loved spending time with the members but it seemed like he couldn’t do both without one of the members—mostly Changbin—teasing them.

Whenever Changbin spotted Felix, he would trot over and begin to tease him about Minho. Almost always beginning the conversation about that damn lube that Minho had forgotten at that stupid inn. Whenever he spotted Felix so much as standing next to Minho, Changbin’s entire face would lit up as he would wiggle his brow at Felix. And whenever Minho wore revealing outfits in the dorm or on stage— or whenever Minho began to sweat and started to look remotely sexy, Changbin would immediately turn to look at Felix with the creepiest smile on his face as he nudged Felix towards Minho. Honestly, it started to seem that as soon as Minho breathed, Changbin would turn to face Felix with the nastiest smirk painted on his face. 

Minho barged into the practice room from his bathroom break the exact second Felix swatted Changbin’s hand away as the elder tried to look at his neck again. Felix huffed and stomped over to Minho.

Minho raised his brow as Felix said, “I hate you.”

Hearing no response back from the dancer, Felix said it again.

“What?” Minho questioned as he looked around the room with both of his brows raised but then relaxed his features as soon as his eyes landed on the rapper behind Felix.

“What did you say to him?” Minho asked wearily.

“I just showed him something,” Changbin chuckled.

Felix walked closer to Minho and began to lightly punch him as he repeatedly muttered, “I hate you. I hate you,” all to satiate his embarrassment. He thought that maybe if he said that enough times, he would be able to tune out Changbin and forget ever having read that Twitter post.

“I showed him this,” Changbin said as he showed the phone screen to Minho. Felix cursed when he noticed Jisung walking over to see what all the commotion was about.

“Oh,” was all Minho had to say in response. So, Felix punched him harder as he again said, “I hate you.”

“Wow, so this is what a hickey looks like, huh?” Jisung whistled as he swiftly moved the couple of hair strands that were covering that part of Felix’s neck. Felix nipped at his retracting fingers.

“Fuck off,” Felix whined and then pressed his face onto Minho’s chest to hide the blush that was beginning to sprout back onto his cheeks again.

“It looks like they all think it was a mosquito bite,” Minho said as he gently patted Felix’s back.

“Doesn’t change the fact that I still hate you,” Felix said but it came out all muffled because he was still pressed against Minho’s shirt.

“And I love you,” Minho chuckled as he hugged Felix tightly.

“I told you to not leave a mark, but you didn’t listen,” Felix muttered, ignoring the way his heart fluttered when Minho had said that so sweetly.  

“I’m sorry,” Minho whispered, and Felix just hummed in response, not having any energy left in his body to continue the argument or lift his face up from Minho’s firm chest. Not wanting to miss the opportunity, he brought one of his hands up to feel up the elder’s chest. Minho chuckled and took the chance to flex his muscles.

“Gross,” Changbin whispered but Felix heard that loud and clear. Irritated, he immediately turned around to punch him.

How dare he relentlessly poke fun at Felix about his relationship with Minho but then say ‘ gross’ right after he saw an act of affection between the couple?

Felix felt a sense of immense satisfaction as soon as his fist met Changbin’s arms.

“Yah!” Changbin screamed but barely flinched as if Felix’s punch had inflicted no harm to him.

Irked, Felix trotted forward to punch him again, but Minho grabbed his wrist before he could do anything.

“What’s going on?” Chan asked from across the room as he heard Minho and Jisung laughing at Felix’s gripe about being unable to punch Changbin again while the rapper wailed about having been hit even though he hadn’t even felt it.

“Nothing!” Minho answered in between laughs.

“Felix, calm down,” Minho said as he pulled the younger one closer to him. Upon noticing that Felix was certainly not ‘calming down’ and kept on trying to reach for Changbin, the dancer pulled Felix out of the practice room. Felix went limp in Minho’s arms, trying to make it harder for the elder to drag him out. Yet, Minho just shook his head, chuckled at his action, and effortlessly dragged the boy out.

“What’s been going on with you lately?” Minho asked the second the door closed behind them.

“What?” Felix asked defensively, not liking being asked such a vague question. For all he knew, Minho could be asking that regarding his health or his performances during their practices. However, upon noticing the briefest smile still etched on the elder’s face, Felix sighed in relief, because he wasn’t being questioned by the ‘main dancer’ Lee Know, but just his boyfriend, Minho.

“You have been veryyy….umm,” Minho motioned his hands in a circle around Felix’s entire body as he tried to figure out the perfect word to describe what he wanted to say. “Irritable? And lethargic? And not in the mood?”

Felix almost snapped at him but upon noticing the worried expression as Minho listed that out, Felix slumped and nodded, “yeah, I know.”

“You know?” Minho asked and slowly brought his hand up so he could stroke his hand through Felix’s hair.

“What’s been going on?” Minho asked again once Felix nodded and collapsed into Minho’s hold. Letting his face fall back onto his chest yet again.

“It’s the continuous practices, the dieting, the singing, and the rapping…every single day. A-And umm and….” Felix sighed, trying to figure out what he wanted to say to Minho. It was hard to word out why he was feeling the way he was feeling. It was true that the long practices were tiring him out physically and even mentally. However, it wasn’t just the physical strain his body had to endure, but it was also the mental strain he had to endure from being away from Minho for so long. Minho was always there, during all the practices—all the members were always together for the entire day as they repeated their performing drills—and yet Minho still seemed so far away.

“We barely have any alone time together,” Felix finally said when he figured out why he missed Minho even if he was right there. “We both are so busy training for this world tour that I barely see you . And you as in my boyfriend, not you as in my coworker trying to learn the choreography together.”

Minho nodded to give a signal that he was listening to Felix. But he remained silent as he let the young dancer continue his rant, which Felix was more than glad about.

“And when I try to approach you—and when I do something as simple as even just talk to you, Changbin or the others start to tease us,” Felix sighed, “we are just talking and suddenly I hear Changbin saying ‘ooohh’ and winking at our direction. Even Hyunjin, Jisung, and Jeongin have joined him with that. So, I’m sorry if I get a little irritated these days around Changbin and others because it looks like I can’t even hold your hand while I’m in the same room as them,” Felix said the last sentence bitterly.

“Do you think you will feel better if you get a break from work for a couple days?” Minho asked.

“I don’t know,” Felix whispered and hugged Minho tighter, relishing their time together.

“We are getting Friday to Sunday off this week, all of us could use those 3 days to rest,” Minho continued but Felix sighed because he wasn’t sure a break for 3 days was all he wanted. It would definitely help that his muscles wouldn’t be put to their limits every single day, but that wasn’t the only thing he wanted.

“Do you want to use those 3 days for a date?” Minho asked and that caused Felix to perk up a little. He looked up at the elder, keeping his chin planted on Minho’s chest. “When was the last time we went out on a date anyway?”

Felix shrugged, not remembering the exact date but he didn’t dwell on it too much as he listened to Minho continue speaking.

“Camping? Would you like to do that with me?” Minho asked.

“For all 3 days?” Felix asked.

“Yeah 3 days and two nights at a cabin or tent—whichever one you prefer—just me and you,” Minho bent his neck down as he whispered that and brought his nose down to meet Felix’s. He rubbed their noses adoringly as he waited for Felix’s response.

“I would love that,” Felix giggled and closed his eyes because he was getting crossed eyed staring at the elder so close to his face like that.

Minho moved in to peck Felix’s lips before he said, “I will even barbeque some meat for us there.”

“I would love that even more,” Felix said after moving away from the kiss but bringing their noses back to touch each other again. Minho chuckled and nuzzled their noses again.

“Do you still hate me now?” Minho asked, suddenly causing Felix to pull away and look at the dancer questioningly. But then realization of what had occurred earlier in the dance room set in, making Felix laugh.

“No, of course not,” Felix said in between his laughs.

“Good,” Minho smiled and then pointed at the door. “Shall we head back in, then?”

“Not yet,” Felix shook his head and hugged Minho tighter. The elder let him have his moment and after a few seconds—feeling fully satisfied, Felix pulled away from the hug.

“Let’s go,” Felix said as he opened the door.

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Felix had never gone camping before. However, Minho has camped multiple times so Felix wasn’t worried. Usually, he would look into travel accommodations, read the reviews, make plans himself, and stress out about the entire trip. But this time he was pretty much laid back and left the reins for Minho to handle.

Minho said he knew a great spot that he had previously camped all alone before and thus, he had booked the same tent for them. Felix was glad to hear that they themselves wouldn’t have to buy a tent and build it at the sight. He was sure they both lacked the ability to do so— he doubted Minho’s skills even if he had camped multiple times. But hearing about how he mostly camped in cabins or already pre-built tents, Felix was sure that Minho also had no clue on how to make a tent either.

Apparently, the tent that Minho had booked was big enough to house a refrigerator and a microwave so they didn’t have to think about where they could store all the meat that Minho had excitedly bought. At first, he was adamant about Minho making them bring so much food but the elder had somehow convinced him that it was always better to bring more than anything less. They had packed an entire suitcase full of food enough to feed an entire family. It was a bit overboard and Felix was sure that they were going to have leftovers later.

Felix wasn’t sure what to pack or how much he should pack. Minho had told him to pack light, but Felix didn’t really know what ‘light’ meant. They would be leaving the dorm on Friday morning, so Felix figured that he would just keep the pajamas he wore over the night during their travel to the camping site too and then wear the same pair for the two nights they would be spending there. He figured anything besides sneakers wouldn’t make sense at the campground and instead of packing them, he decided he would just wear the shoes there and keep wearing the same ones. Minho already packed mosquito repellent and a mini fan so Felix wasn’t worried about that.

However, during all the planning and packing, Felix couldn’t help but feel warm at how domestic it all seemed. Of course, they had done this together multiple times when they had to travel for work, but this was different. They were going out for themselves— as a date—so the planning and packing was just more special this time. It felt more romantic, more familial—the only time he had ever gone out to travel like this was with his family. He had always felt like Stray Kids were his second family away from home, but this outing made Minho feel so much more closer to Felix. More than just a boyfriend. So, Felix couldn’t help but pack his suitcase giddily.

Felix only started to get stressed about the trip when Minho dropped two different bombs on top of Felix’s head.

The campsite was close to Minho’s hometown, so Minho had proposed to stop by his parent’s house on the last day before heading back to their dorms. Felix had only ever  been to the elder dancer’s house once, and even though the prospect of seeing all three of Minho’s cats seemed appealing, Felix was frankly terrified of stepping foot in his house again. Felix has only met Minho’s parents probably about 3-4 times. So, the entire encounter was going to be immensely awkward for Felix, especially since this time he was meeting his boyfriend’s parents and not just his friend’s parents. Not that the parents knew that, but Felix did and that just placed immense pressure on Felix’s shoulders. He had to make sure to leave a good impression on them even if they both already knew him well enough. But on top of that Felix couldn’t help but wonder if Minho will reveal their relationship to them. After all, the elder had previously said that his mother already knew about his queerness. 

The second bomb that Minho had dropped was when he had asked Felix if he wanted to have sex at the campsite. Felix’s eyes had been blown wide when he registered that question. He had stammered and spluttered and wasn’t able to respond back to him.

It’s not like he didn’t want to have sex with Minho—in fact, he has thought about doing it with him so many times. Dreamt about it multiple times. Couldn’t stop thinking about the different positions and how he wanted Minho to just pound him. He had continued to look up a couple of fan draw illustrations that Stays had drawn of them. However, it still didn’t stop making him completely scared and nervous. Felix knew that was a completely normal reaction to have about something he had never experienced…but he couldn’t help but wonder if feeling scared meant that he wasn’t ready for it. For Felix, making love like that meant making a huge step in a relationship. It was almost synonymous to tying the knot, being committed with each other in a way that nothing would ever come in between them. He had assigned such a deep meaning to sex that he couldn’t help but be terrified of it. Yet, he still wanted to do it so badly with Minho. 

Of course there was also the issue with being inexperienced. He wasn’t sure what he was supposed to be doing. 

Should he just lay there and let Minho do all the work? 

Should he flirt and say filthy stuff like they said in porn? 

But he wasn’t good at flirting let alone talking dirty, so Felix couldn’t help but think that it would be better if he just kept his mouth shut and let Minho do all the talking. But would Minho find that boring? Felix definitely didn’t want their first time to turn out to be boring of all things.

The only thing he was glad about was that Minho was a virgin too. It provided Felix immense relief knowing that they both will not know what to do at first. Both of them will be incredibly confused— he just hoped he wouldn’t let his nervousness make things awkward for them. However, knowing himself, he knew that he would definitely make it awkward for them. 

But that also raised another question: when would they be doing it? Would either of the two just say they wanted to do it and then they would just go about doing it? Or would some sort of mood befall them and then they would just go with the flow and do it?

Felix tried to think of all the other times they had ever done anything remotely sexual and wondered how they all began. For some godforsaken reason, he just could not remember how any of those situations began. He couldn’t even remember who had initiated any of those acts. He suspects it to have always been Minho who started it— and that made him even more stressed because now he has to put pressure on himself to initiate something too. 

“Okay, we are here,” Minho said and opened the car’s door, snapping Felix out of his thoughts. 

They had already arrived at the campsite and Felix hadn’t even noticed, too preoccupied with his spiraling thoughts. 

“Hey, you okay?” Minho asked, as Felix wordlessly got out of the car. 

Felix merely nodded. 

“What are you thinking about?” Minho asked as he stretched his body. 

“Just…some stuff here and there,” Felix shrugged and then looked around at the campsite. Trying to admire the beauty of the woods that they were surrounded by while also hoping that Minho wouldn’t question any further. 

“Alright,” Minho hummed, which meant that he wasn’t satisfied with Felix’s lack of answer but was willing to let it go. Felix turned to face him in relief when the elder said, “we should start unloading then.”

Felix walked towards the truck of the car, starting to get calm after hearing the satisfying crunch of the gravel under his feet as he walked over it. He breathed in the scent of the greenery and instantly smiled at the beautiful earthy smell, happy that they were far from the bustling city of Seoul for now. 

“Can you place all the meat inside the freezer? I will take care of this,” Minho instructed as he pointed at all the materials he bought for the barbeque. Not having any knowledge about barbeques, Felix nodded. 

Carrying the box full of meat, Felix finally took notice of their tent. It looked like an ordinary tent from the outside but he was surprised by its size when he entered inside. There was a flap at the entrance of the tent that acted as the doorway leading inside. There was a foyer right at the entrance of the tent that had a small dining table, a mini-refrigerator with a microwave resting on top of it. There was a bigger and wider freezer right next to the fridge which Felix supposes was for meat storage. 

Leading from the foyer was a zipped curtain that looked like a mosquito net. Felix spotted a queen sized bed inside as well as a TV across it—there was even a bathroom inside the room! Thankfully, he saw that the net was already zipped shut, so Felix hoped that none of the mosquitos had gotten the chance to go in there yet. 

Felix has only ever seen those really tiny tents in movies, where people couldn’t even stand upright because the tent was too low. Thus, the hugeness of it all was very surprising to Felix. 

“Do you like it?” Minho asked as he entered inside. 

“Yeah, I was just admiring it,” Felix nodded as he walked towards the freezer to unload the food. “It’s really nice.”

“I’m glad you liked it,” Minho said and even though Felix had his back turned to him, he could tell that the elder was smiling. 

Then, there was a couple of minutes of calm silence between them as they did some of the chores around the tent. Minho had even turned on some soothing tunes to help them relax further. 

After quickly finishing his portion of the chores, Felix walked further into the tent and unzipped the mosquito net to see what their bedroom was like, even if he could see everything from outside it too. 

“Zip it back up too! I’m not going to be one responsible for throwing all the bugs out if they enter,” Minho said.

“Yeah, yeah,” Felix mumbled under his breath as he zipped it back up as soon as he entered. 

Felix jumped onto the bed and was slightly disappointed that it was just an air mattress, but he could make do with a little discomfort for two nights. 

Just as he was starting to make himself comfortable on the bed a thought popped into his horny little mind. 

What kind of sound would the bed make when they have sex here?

He immediately tried to zone that question out. It was such an embarrassing thing to think of, he could already feel his ears getting bright red. Was the fact that Minho had asked him the question about having sex just muddying all of his thoughts and making him think only about that? He had to remind himself that he wasn’t some hormonal horny teen and that he had to get a grip on himself. 

Yet, he couldn’t stop himself from slowly moving his hips. Slow enough that if Minho saw from outside the net, he wouldn’t think anything of it. But hard enough that the bed would make some sounds for Felix to judge. 

It was so loud that Felix immediately stopped and buried his face on the pillow in sheer embarrassment. He knew for sure Minho heard that, but he was glad the elder hadn’t said anything about it—probably passing it off to Felix just wiggling around. But even him turning around to bury his head onto the pillow made quite a bit of noise.

The bed was so squeaky with its sounds, like plastic crackling and that slightly irritated Felix since their beds at home barely made any noise. Even the cliched bed springs squeaking would have sounded better to him than this ‘plasticy’ sound.

Should they instead do it on the carpeted floor so that they wouldn’t have to hear any of these ‘crackling’?

He looked around the room to see what else could potentially be a better spot.

“Felix?” Minho called and Felix quickly shot up from the bed, trying to get rid of all those stupid thoughts from his head. The action was so quick he almost got dizzy.

“You okay?” Minho asked for probably the second time in the past hour and walked inside. 

“Yeah, don’t worry about it,” Felix mumbled and walked past him towards the fridge to grab water. “I’m fine,” he said while also trying to hide how red his face was. 

“You sure?” Minho asked when Felix finished the entire bottle in one go. Felix just nodded while wiping the dripping water from his chin. 

“Okay…” Minho said and followed him outside to the foyer. “Do you want to go for a walk? I was thinking we could walk to the beach.”

“Yeah, that sounds great,” Felix said and already began to walk towards the entrance of the tent. Ready to leave any minute so he wouldn’t have to look at that stupid bed and get those inappropriate thoughts circling around his head again. 

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They used Google maps to find the beach. It was about a 30 minute walk but it was nice and healing to just walk around like that with Minho. Not a lot of words were exchanged between the two but it was still fun. Especially when Minho read the directions wrong and they had to turn around a couple of times to get back on path. Felix supposes the 30 minute walk would have only been a 10 minute walk if they hadn’t gotten lost so many times. 

The walk became even lovelier when Minho placed his arm around Felix’s shoulders and pulled him closer. They didn’t dare hold hands though, it would have looked way more suspicious in public.  But as soon as they entered what seemed to be a small tunnel along their pathway, Minho turned Felix around to pull him in for a quick kiss. 

“This place would look so scary at night,” Minho said as he pulled away from the kiss and Felix couldn’t help but giggle and nod as he looked around the tunnel. 

After that, they quickly found the entrance to the beach. Both of them took off their shoes as they walked on the sand bare feet. Felix closed his eyes as he walked, loving the feel of the seabreeze gently washing over his face. The scent of the ocean instantly transported him to reminisce about his childhood spent in Australia. 

They reached the shoreline and Felix debated if he should dip his feet in the water or not. It wasn’t even summer yet, so he knew the water would be too cold to touch but Minho just pushed him in. 

Felix hissed as soon as the cold water hit his feet. 

“Why would you push me in?!” Felix cried as he jerked away from the chilly water. 

Minho just laughed as he said, “you looked like you wanted to go in! So, I just helped.”

Felix tried to push him in too but it was like trying to move a boulder, an impossible feat. Minho seemed firmly planted on the shore, his feet rooted in the sand, almost making it look like it was the sand that was preventing Felix from pushing him in. 

Suddenly, he felt Minho place his arms around Felix’s knees and before he could even protest, Minho scooped him up in his arms, holding him in a bridal-style embrace. Felix was taken aback and as he looked up into Minho’s eyes, he saw a spark of mischievous joy, and couldn’t help but scream in terror. 

“Minho! Put me down!” Felix cried out as his shoes fell down from his hold. He squirmed in the elder’s grasp and kicked his feet so he would let him go, but Minho just held him tighter and laughed. 

After a couple of seconds, Felix couldn’t lie and say that even if he was terrified of the elder throwing him in the water, he wasn’t enjoying the moment. Warmth had spread through his body when Minho had so easily picked him up and was holding a squirming Felix without any difficulties. 

Felix knew that Minho wouldn’t just toss him into the water. So, for a moment, he felt weightless and carefree, as if he were flying. Even as Minho threatened to toss him into the water, Felix let out a joyful scream, feeling the wind in his hair, the scent of the ocean, and the sun on his skin, all while enjoying the sound of Minho’s laughter. 

It was pure happiness and Felix knew he would always treasure this moment—all up till Minho finally placed him down… on the chilly water. For the second time within a span of a couple of minutes Felix’s poor feet had come in contact with freezing water because of Minho.

“You gotta be kidding me,” Felix mumbled and turned to glare at his boyfriend who couldn’t stop grinning at Felix’s plight. 

“Do you even know how cold the water is?” Felix asked as he quickly bent down to collect water in his hands and threw it at Minho. 

Minho shrieked and dodged away from Felix’s attack but Felix didn’t stop, he continued throwing handfuls of water repeatedly at him. 

“Alright, I’m sorry!” Minho raised his hand in surrender as the water splashed onto his face. 

“Serves you right,” Felix huffed as he watched the elder wipe his face. Yet, both of them were still smiling playfully as they faced each other. 

Minho looked behind him and softly asked, “wanna watch the sunset with me?”

As Felix turned around to see what Minho was pointing at, a wave splashed around his jeans, but he didn’t mind as he had already adjusted to the water’s temperature. He stood there in awe, admiring the view of the sun slowly descending into the horizon. The sky was now painted in vibrant shades of scarlet, with hues of red, orange, and pink melting into one another. The ocean reflected it, adding an extra layer of beauty. 

“Turn around, let me take a picture of you,” Minho said as he took his phone out of his pocket. Felix obliged and waited for the elder to take a picture. 

“Come here, let’s take a selfie,” Felix motioned with his hand to get Minho to stand beside him.

“I’m not getting inside the water,” Minho said. 

“Are you kidding me?” Felix sighed at the audacity. “Well, I don’t want to get out of the water now. So, I guess just stand there and take a selfie of us from back there.”

Minho nodded and did as he was told without any complaints. 

Then they both turned around to watch the sun disappear beneath the waves.

“We should head back now,” Minho whispered to not disturb the peaceful silence they had emerged themselves in. “We still have to prepare food for tonight.”

Felix nodded and tore his gaze away from the ocean but before he could step back on the sand, he couldn’t help but complain, “I don’t want to walk on the sand and have it get stuck on my wet feet and then get it in my shoes as we walk back. I didn’t bring any other shoes here.”

“That sounds awful,” Minho retorted and Felix couldn’t help but glare at him. 

“It's your fault!” Felix said. 

Minho sighed and turned around. 

“Hey!” Felix yelled, thinking the elder was about to walk away but then he suddenly saw Minho kneeling down on the ground, with his back still facing Felix. 

Felix could only stare at him in confusion. 

“Well?” Minho turned his head to look back at Felix, “get on, I will give you a piggy-back ride.”

Felix’s eyes widened in surprise and wordlessly got out of the water. He could feel the sand already sticking to his feet but he could care less as he approached Minho.  

He wrapped his arms around the elder’s neck and Minho helped him wrap his legs around his torso before getting up. 

“Ready?” Minho asked as he began to walk. 

“Wait! Pick up my shoes!” Felix said as he pointed them out to him. 

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They spent the remaining night cooking their dinner and aimlessly watching the firepit as they ate. Before going to sleep, they discovered the TV had karaoke connected to it, so they lazily sat on the bed as they played songs to sing. 

All while Felix couldn’t help but wonder when they were going to sex. Would it be tonight? Minho hadn’t said anything about that yet so how would they start? Would there be a sudden change in mood and suddenly they will start getting sexual with each other?

Felix quickly realized he was overthinking way too much again. Especially when he noticed the elder’s eyes already started to close with sleep in the middle of the song that he was still singing. Obviously they were not going to engage in any sort of sexual activity tonight. 

Felix sighed and turned off the TV when he noticed Minho slump onto the pillow as sleep overcame him. He got off the bed, switched off the lights and blindly walked back to the bed in the darkness, pulling the comforter over both of them. 

He knew for sure that this meant they would have sex the night after, their last night here. So, for now, he completely relaxed and let sleep take over his body. 

The next day, they woke up late, so they immediately got to making lunch before heading out for a hike again. They walked around the forest, got on a boat to an island over and took multiple pictures as they trotted around everywhere, they even held hands. 

But the entire time, Felix couldn’t help but wonder what their nighttime was going to be like. He couldn’t even properly enjoy their outing because his mind was plagued with all these thoughts. 

He was trying to enjoy himself, laughing at every single one of Minho’s jokes even if they weren’t as funny. But his mind couldn’t stop reminding him that they might have sex tonight. He wasn’t even nervous about it anymore, just impatiently waiting for it now that he knew they might do it. 

They walked back to their tent when the sunset and immediately got to making dinner. And just like the night before, they aimlessly watched the flames dance on the firepit. Then settled down on the bed and sang songs on the karaoke again. 

It was when Felix saw Minho’s eyes beginning to close from sleep that he lost it. He threw the karaoke mic down and flung himself onto Minho’s lap. Minho let out a startled yelp and looked at Felix with wide eyes while Felix stared at him scrutinizingly. 

“Felix?” Minho asked. 

“Well?” Felix folded his arms and looked at him expectantly. 

“‘Well’ what?” Minho blinked. 

“Are we going to do it or what?” Felix asked. He was beginning to feel a little embarrassed with his actions, but he could care less, he was getting impatient. 

“Do what exactly?” Minho slowly asked. 

Felix almost got irritated at the audacity of the elder to have asked him that when all of Felix’s thoughts were consumed by one and only one topic but here Minho was, looking like he hadn’t thought about it at all. The elder’s only saving grace was that Felix had immediately relaxed the second Minho wrapped his arms around Felix. 

“Have sex,” Felix whispered after a second. He couldn’t hold his gaze any longer and immediately turned to look away. He could already feel his face burning so he knew for sure he was bright red already. 

“You want to?” Minho asked warily. 

Felix nodded. 

Minho grabbed Felix’s chin and made him face him as he asked again, “you really want to?”

Felix nodded while looking back into his eyes. 

“Oh,” Minho sharply inhaled. 

“I have been waiting since yesterday,” Felix said. 

“Waiting for me to do something?” Minho asked and once he saw Felix nod, he added, “but when I asked you last time, you didn’t even give me an answer so I thought it was off the table for now.”

“I wanted to just think about it for a while,” Felix explained, “I didn’t realize you thought me not saying anything meant no.”

“So… Now you have made up your mind?” Minho asked as he reached out to graze his fingertips across Felix’s jaw.

“Yeah,” Felix nodded as he leaned into Minho’s touch, his eyes slowly drifting towards Minho’s lips. “I want you to fuck me.”

“Shit,” Minho whispered before bringing Felix’s chin closer and finally slotting their lips together. 

It started off way too slow for Felix’s liking. He had been waiting way too long for it to be this slow. It had to be sensual, like they were devouring each other. He grabbed the front of Minho’s shirt and pulled him closer causing him to gasp. Felix immediately took the opportunity to explore the inside of his mouth with his tongue as they kissed. 

“Wow, Lix,” Minho whispered in between the kisses. “You must have been waiting for so long, huh?” 

Felix only nodded, as he continued kissing the elder. 

Felix suddenly gasped as Minho pushed him away. The movement jolted him as his head landed on the mattress.  Felix blinked, wide-eyed, as Minho loomed over him. He settled over Felix, his knees hemmed between Felix’s waist, he lowered down and planted his elbow over Felix’s shoulders, cageing him in. “Then, you have no idea how long I have been waiting for this.”

He leaned down to kiss Felix again. Felix leaned into the kiss, his hands immediately circling around Minho’s back. 

“I couldn’t stop day-dreaming about this,” Minho whispered as his lips moved to kiss across Felix’s jawline. 

“What did you day-dream?” Felix gasped when Minho neared Felix’s ear and nipped him there. 

“Mostly about how your face would look with me inside you,” Minho whispered into Felix’s ear. 

Felix couldn’t help but arch his back and groan at the visual that statement provided him. He wanted to know what Minho’s face would look like while fucking him. He wanted to know what sorts of noises he would make. He wanted to know what sort of position Minho would like the best. 

And it looked like it wouldn’t be too long before he got all of it answered. 

Minho’s mouth lowered to kiss Felix's neck. Felix arched his neck up as much as he could so Minho could have easy access to mark it. He wanted it to be marked. The public can be damned. 

Felix slid his hands underneath Minho’s shirt, his fingers tracing Minho’s back muscles while also circling around to trace the indents of his abs. Minho began to suck Felix’s neck when he finally dropped his entire weight down on Felix. The hard press of his erection rubbing across Felix plus the combination of Minho sucking him was too much. Felix’s eyes rolled back as he groaned. 

“What else did you daydream about?” Felix asked when he was able to catch his breath. 

“Marking you up,” Minho mouthed over Felix’s neck. His hot breath fanned over the wetness that he had left on Felix’s neck.

“Like right now?” Felix asked as he rolled his hips up. 

“No, I was inside you as I did it” Minho said as he bit that same spot causing Felix to almost scream.

Felix suddenly pushed him off and Minho looked at him with confused expression as Felix sat up.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" Felix asked as he hurriedly took off his shirt. "Get inside me already."

Minho’s eyes widened. Felix had no clue where all that confidence was coming from when just in the morning he was a nervous mess just thinking about doing what he was about to do now. But he had already set up his mind that he wanted to do this, thus, his body couldn’t help but scream and beg for it. 

“Take off your shirt,” Felix said, demanded. 

Minho gaped at him for a second before chuckling and finally taking off his shirt. "You're really in a hurry, huh?"

"Yes, I am," Felix nodded as he laid back down again, adjusting himself to be right in between Minho's thighs again. 

Minho then placed his hands over his neck as he attempted to take the necklace off. But Felix absolutely did not want Minho to do that. 

“Wait!” Felix yelled and quickly grabbed hold of Minho’s wrist so he wouldn’t take off the necklace.

“What?” Minho asked with a worried crease, thinking that he had done something wrong with the way Felix had yelled. But Felix was glad that the elder dancer had immediately stopped everything when asked to. 

“Don’t take off your necklace,” Felix said as he let go of Minho’s hand and instead reached out to grab the pendant of his necklace, making sure the ends of his fingernails slightly grazed the older man’s chest. Felix grinned when he heard Minho gasp slightly at the sensation. 

“Why?” Minho asked after a moment.

“I want it to dangle on top of my face as you fuck me,” Felix said.

Minho’s eyes widened but that was his only response for a minute. An embarrassingly very long minute.

It was so quiet in the tent, it was deafening. Felix could feel a blush beginning to form. 

Felix couldn’t believe he had just said that. He was so embarrassed that he just wanted to disappear—vanish from the elder’s eyes. But because he had already said something so bold, Felix had to act bold too. So, he tried his best not to cover his face in embarrassment and continued staring back at Minho. Even if the lack of response from the elder was killing him. Then, suddenly he saw hints of bright red scarlet begin to appear over Minho’s ears and cheeks.

Minho was the first one to avert his gaze from Felix. And it was also him who covered his face in shyness. It surprised Felix to see the elder dancer react like that and couldn’t help but let out a chuckle.

Felix gently placed his hand over Minho’s and slowly peeled them away from his face. Felix let out a sound of pure happiness when he was met with a completely red Minho looking back.

“You’re so hot sometimes Lix, I wonder if you know that,” Minho muttered as he averted his gaze.

“Of course, I know that,” Felix playfully rolled his eyes. “Now fuck me,” Felix said as he spread his legs apart and laid back down on the mattress. Minho followed his movements, his face was still red but his eyes took on a darker shade as he gazed down in between Felix’s legs. 

With no warning, Minho leaned down to kiss Felix. Felix gasped when Minho increased the pressure and Minho took that as an opportunity to slide his tongue deep into his mouth. Felix groaned as their tongues tangled together. They kissed as if they were starved for it, desperate for it. Felix rolled out Minho’s bottom lip in between his teeth and slightly nipped on it. Minho let a low grow, causing Felix to shiver in exhilaration as he slid his tongue inside Minho’s again. Minho continued sucking Felix’s tongue and searing him with his kisses. In between the kisses, Felix noticed that Minho was holding himself above Felix, on his arms and Felix did not like that one bit. So, Felix curled his arms around Minho’s waist and forced him down. The elder dancer fell on top of him and his weight made Felix smile with glee as he kissed Minho back. Minho rolled his hips against Felix’s and neither could hold back a moan. Felix rolled upwards, desperate to feel that sweet pleasure again. 

Suddenly Minho stopped kissing, leaned up and got up from the bed causing Felix to immediately jerk back up in alarm and grab the elder's arm to prevent him from leaving him. 

"Where are you going?" Felix asked with a whine, still wanting to be kissed. 

"I just need to grab the lube and a condom," Minho chuckled. "It's in my bag right across the room, Lix, I'm not going anywhere else."

"Okay," Felix let go of his arm after being placated by his explanation. Minho laughed at his response before crossing the room and scrambling around in his bag. 

Felix took that chance to take off his pants and flung it across the room, way too eager for this. He laid back down and watched as Minho made his way towards the bed with the lube and small packet, which Felix assumed was the condom.

"I tried researching how to do all of this," Minho said as he sat on the bed, pushing Felix’s legs apart before positioning himself right in between them. 

"And how did the research go?" Felix asked with a smirk because he, himself, had also tried to do 'research' but that just resulted in wet underwear and a lot of visits to the bathroom to clean himself off. Basically the research he did was unreliable.

“Umm very pleasurable?” Minho chuckled, embarrassed and that was it took for Felix to understand and laugh as well. 

“Watched a lot of porn, huh?” Felix asked. When the elder nodded back, Felix said, “Me too. But did you at least imagine me while watching it?”

“How could I not?” Minho snorted, like the answer was obvious. “I was watching it for you after all.” 

Felix blushed and couldn’t help but wonder what sorts of videos Minho had watched and which one of those videos Minho wanted to try out the most with Felix. He also couldn’t help but wonder what his face must have looked like while jerking off to those videos. Felix mentally filed that off to try out for a later time. 

“But I think I have the general gist of it down,” Minho said as he took off the plastic wrapping around the lube cap. Felix’s heart began to pound louder the second the plastic wrapping was completely off. “I have to finger you first to stretch you out. Are you okay with that or do you want to do it yourself?”

“You do it,” Felix wanted him to do it so badly, his hole was already clenching involuntarily, as if already imagining the ghost of Minho’s fingers in there. 

Should he be embarrassed to be so eager already? 

Felix thought about it for a second and he came to the conclusion that he no longer wanted to be embarrassed. 

But it looked like Minho could see that Felix was hesitating so he said, “we can stop whenever you want Felix. If you don’t want to do th—”

“No!” Felix yelled, “I don’t want you to stop.”

“Okay,” Minho said as he looked down to see Felix just in briefs, the outline of the erection could already be seen from there. A spark seemed to form across Minho’s eyes the longer he stared but then he snapped out of it and said, “I will try to be as careful as possible but when you feel uncomfortable, I want you to tell me, okay?”

“Okay,” Felix nodded. 

Minho smiled and nodded before bending down for a kiss again. He kissed his lips, his cheeks, his chin, before lowering down to kiss Felix’s neck. He didn’t linger there to suck on it but he did place his palm over Felix’s erection and rubbed it over his briefs. Felix let out a tiny gasp as he felt his erection getting harder the more Minho palmed him. Minho began to mouth Felix’s collarbone, leaving tiny kisses there and Felix’s breath almost got caught in his throat when Minho’s mouth lingered onto top of his nipple. 

Minho extended his tongue out and licked Felix’s hard nipple. Felix arched his back and let out a loud groan, too overwhelmed with Minho palming his dick while also kissing and licking his nipple. 

“Do that again,” Felix cried when he noticed Minho’s mouth moving on to kiss other parts of his body. 

Minho looked up at Felix and smirked when he saw how worked up he looked, but nodded and immediately went back to sucking and licking his nippple. He brought his free hand over to pinch and pull on his other nipple. It was so sensual, Felix’s eyes rolled back in bliss. He wanted the elder to continue doing that. He couldn’t help but let out a tiny scream when he felt Minho put the bud of his nipple in between his teeth and softly bite it. 

“You really like that, huh?” Minho chuckled as he was mouthing him there and looked up. 

His hand was still placed over Felix’s briefs but he had stopped palming him when he heard Felix say, “I might almost cum just from this.”

“Well, I wouldn’t want that,” Minho said as he slowly peeled the briefs off Felix’s waist. “Don’t cum before I fuck you.”

“Hurry it up then,” Felix whined at the loss of touch but couldn’t be more glad to have his dick finally spring out from the confinement of his underwear—which was probably already so wet from pre-cum. 

“Alright, got it,” Minho chuckled and then properly sat up to grab the lube he had kept on the side of the bed. 

Felix sat up slightly, placing most of his weight on his arms as he leaned on them to lift his upper body up to watch Minho open the lube cap, admiring the outline of his abs as he squelched the liquid out onto his fingers. 

“I’m not sure how much I’m supposed to use,” Minho awkwardly chuckled as he practically poured the liquid around his two fingers. “So I’m just going to use more than I can think of, rather than any less.”

Felix could get behind that. He didn’t know how much was used either and Minho’s theory sounded just about right to him but he couldn’t help but say, “It's going to get messy.”

Minho looked up from his fingers to make eye-contact with Felix and raised a brow, “does that bother you?”

“No,” Felix said, suppressing a shiver that went through his body after hearing Minho ask that. It was the way it was worded, sounding so demanding.

“Good,” Minho whispered as he rubbed his two fingers together before slowly moving towards Felix’s hole. 

Felix completely leaned down and faced the top of the tent while holding his breath in anticipation of what was going to happen next. Felix’s breath stuttered when he felt Minho lift his legs up and bent them so his feet were planted on the bed and his knees were bent up before his finger came in contact with Felix’s ass. He slid down his finger slowly towards the hole, which left a cool wet trail of lube dripping down. 

“Tell me if this feels good or not,” Minho said and waited for Felix to nod in acknowledgement before moving his finger to draw circles around his hole. Felix gasped at the wetness that it left behind and clamped his eyes shut in exhilaration. 

“It feels great,” Felix said once he was able to speak again. 

Minho continued to draw circles for a second before finally sliding one of his fingers over the rim of his hole. He didn’t insert it yet, though. Felix whined out loud that he hadn’t inserted it in—it felt like he had waited for over a century just for this exact moment and yet Minho felt the need to drag it out. 

However, Minho could see Felix squirming in impatience and softly smacked Felix’s ass. Felix gasped and opened his eyes wide, goosebumps rising across his skin— he never knew that he would have been into that. He bit his lip and squeezed his eyes close in embarrassment to cover for the fact that he reacted so loudly over being smacked. 

Minho paused his ministrations, still keeping his finger over his hole as he asked, “did you like that?”

Felix thought about it for a second—on the one hand, it felt too embarrassing to say out loud that he had liked the sensation of Minho smacking his ass just to stop him from squirming. But on the other hand he wanted to say how much he loved it and wanted Minho to do it again. 

“Felix?” Minho asked, waiting for Felix’s response. Felix contemplated what he should say but then, he remembered that he had just promised himself to stop being embarrassed about this. Thus, he made up his mind and nodded. 

“Yeah,” he whispered out loud. Minho didn’t even wait for a second before smacking Felix’s ass again, a little harder than last time. 

“I was just trying to stop you from being all whiny before,” Minho chuckled in awe at the moan that Felix let out. “Everywhere I looked online, people couldn’t stop talking about the importance of foreplay.”

“But I still want you to hurry it up,” Felix whined, which made Minho smack his ass again.

“But you’re enjoying this,” Minho pointed out and chuckled as he squeezed one of his butt cheeks while also circling his finger around the rim of his hole with his other hand. 

Felix couldn’t even deny that. Yes, he was enjoying everything that Minho was doing—he couldn’t imagine not enjoying anything he did. However, he still just wanted to be fucked by him already. He just wanted that stupid finger that was lazily circling around his rim to penetrate inside already. He clenched his hole close, insisting that Minho move faster. 

Minho chuckled fondly before finally relenting and saying, “okay, relax so I can enter.”

Felix took a deep breath in to relax himself, thinking he still had a second or two to prepare himself. However, Minho inserted his finger in without any warning, causing Felix to arc up and blow his eyes wide open. Minho rubbed the backs of his thigh as he whispered, “relax.”

Felix closed his eyes, took another deep breath and calmed himself. Minho took that as a cue to insert his finger further in. Despite the initial shock his entire body had felt when he had first entered, it wasn’t as shocking before, it  just felt …weird. No, not weird, but different. Minho’s finger was met with obvious resistance and Minho continued to rub his thigh to help sooth him. Every inhale that Felix took, Minho inserted further in as if his breath was what was sucking him in right in. 

“How are you feeling?” Minho asked as he prodded the walls, to negate the resistance. 

“I don’t know,” Felix whispered as he concentrated on trying to unclench so Minho would have an easier time to navigate inside. 

“Relax,” Minho soothed him. “Don’t do anything else, just let me do everything,” he said as he kissed the back of Felix’s thigh, noticing what Felix was trying to do. 

Felix heard him and immediately stopped concentrating. Maybe paying so much attention on unclenching was backfiring on him and making him want to clench even more, which consequently led to Minho meeting further resistance.  

Felix opened his eyes and let Minho curl and uncurl his finger inside. He breathed in and out and let himself enjoy Minho stretching him out rather than worrying about anything. It was incredible how his body had already adjusted to the stretch of his finger and had begun to feel good the further Minho moved his finger. 

“You can put another finger in,” Felix choked out. “I think I’m ready.”

Minho did as he was told and immediately added another finger in. This time he was met with much less resistance and Felix couldn’t help but let out a moan at the feeling of both of his fingers inside of him. 

“Does it feel good?” Minho asked as he prodded against his walls further. 

“You have no idea,” Felix breathed out as he felt Minho scissor his fingers, trying to push the walls further out. And that’s when he felt it, Minho rubbed right across the specific spot that made Felix almost scream in pleasure. 

“Do that again!” Felix whined, desperate to feel it again. 

Minho did as he was told and poked that part. Felix sighed and rolled his head back but a poke wasn’t enough, so he couldn’t help but whine again. 

“That spot has to wait for a minute or two,” Minho chuckled. “I can’t have you cumming before I have even fucked you.”

Frustrated at being teasingly poked on the same spot again, Felix couldn’t help but stomp his feet on the bed sheets petulantly. “I can just cum twice, I don’t mind.”

“You sure about that?” Minho asked. 

Felix opened his eyes, leaned up to face Minho so he could fully glare at him for teasing him before confidently nodding and saying, “yes.”

“Alrighty then,” Minho smirked as he used his free hand to push Felix’s head down and immediately rubbed his two fingers over his prostate. Felix squeezed his eyes close at the sensation but before he could catch his breath, Minho placed his free hand on Felix’s cock. Felix moaned when Minho’s palm slid across his length and rubbed against his balls. 

“Min—,” Felix’s breath got caught in his throat as Minho continued to hit his prostate with his fingers while jerking his dick off. The added rubs on his balls was just the cherry on top. 

Felix’s free hands clawed at the bedsheets as he felt his orgasm rising up. It was unlike anything he had felt ever before. Felix could never go back to fingering himself after feeling what Minho was providing him. 

Felix came with a scream soon after. 

He opened his eyes but kept staring at the top of the tent as he panted. Minho took his hand off his dick and slowly slid his fingers out of his hole. Felix couldn’t help but let out a small whine when he clenched around nothing. 

“How did it feel?” Minho asked.

“Amazing,” Felix said as soon he was able to catch his breath. 

Minho leaned down, looming over Felix, kissing him on the lips before asking, “do you still want me to fuck you?”

He asked it carefully, seeping reassurance in his words that he wouldn’t mind not going through with it if Felix doesn’t want to anymore. But Minho’s hard erection that rubbed across Felix’s belly made Felix think otherwise. And anyway, even if he was spent, he still wanted to go through with it. 

“Yes,” Felix whispered. 

“Are you sure?” Minho asked.

“Yep,” Felix nodded and then pulled Minho in for another kiss just to get across the fact that he wanted this more than anything else. 

After a second or two, Minho pulled away from Felix and slipped his jeans off. Felix sat up and helped take his underwear off, feeling more than happy to see his hard erection now facing him, as it sprang out of the underwear. Minho immediately let out a groan when his dick came out the confinements of his underwear. Felix giggled, he must be desperate to get off at any moment now. 

He went to grab the condom when Felix halted his actions and told him, “you don’t have to wear it. We both are clean and well…you won’t get me pregnant.”

“Are you sure?” he asked, his hand still lingering on top of the condom packet. 

“Yeah,” Felix said and then blushed as he said, “I want to feel you entirely inside.”

Minho’s eyes darkened as he mumbled a few curses before nodding, “alright.”

Felix nodded happily, he couldn’t wait anymore.

“Oh wait, before we do anything…” Minho trailed off and suddenly leaned over Felix as he grabbed one of the pillows from the headboard of the bed. He sat back down in between Felix’s thighs again as he showed the pillow to him. 

“What about it?” Felix asked as he looked at the pillow. Was he supposed to do something with it?

“Place it underneath your lower back,” Minho instructed as he lifted Felix off the bed a little. Felix let himself be pulled up as Minho slid the pillow underneath him. He laid back down on the pillow and noticed that his ass was slightly hovering above the bed now. “This will help you feel less pain on your back, and your lifted hips will definitely help me better with my umm…angle.”

Felix looked at Minho and smirked, “angle, huh? Will it make you go deeper inside me?”

“Maybe,” Minho chuckled but then in a serious tone he asked, “will you be comfortable with that?”

“More than anything,” Felix reassured. He couldn’t imagine not finding comfort in that, if anything, he would be uncomfortable if Minho didn’t try to go as further into him as he could. 

“Okay, good,”  Minho smiled. “Should I stretch you out any further?” He asked as he pulled his two fingers up and scissored the air, mimicking the action he had done against Felix’s walls.  

Felix couldn’t help but be aroused by being reminded of the sensation he had felt just moments ago, but he shook his head and said, “no, just enter.”

He bent his legs and pulled his knees up, presenting more of his ass to Minho. Minho’s eyes trailed down, he licked his lips as he slowly leaned forward to grab one of Felix’s legs, his eyes not moving from Felix’s ass. 

Felix didn’t know where all the confidence came from, but he grabbed his own asscheeks and spread them apart, presenting his puffy hole to the elder. A hole that was already leaking from the lube and the cum from before. Minho groaned and immediately positioned himself so that his dick was pointing right at his hole. 

“I’m ready,” Felix whispered and then promptly closed his eyes and waited for Minho to penetrate him. 

“Fuck,” Minho swore and then placed the tip of dick right along the rim. “Let me know if it gets too much and I will immediately stop.”

Felix hummed in acknowledgement before gasping as he felt Minho’s length penetrating inside. Felix knew the width would be way bigger than Minho’s two fingers but he wasn’t expecting the burn. Knowing it was just the initial burn and that it would eventually turn into pleasure, Felix tried to relax and tried to unclench so Minho could comfortably slide inside. Minho, the sweetheart he was, tried to slide in carefully and slowly. He placed both of his hands on the back of Felix’s thighs and soothingly rubbed them. The calming technique worked as he felt himself slowly unclenching his hole. 

“You okay, Lix?” Minho asked as slid in just a bit more. 

“Yes,” Felix somehow managed to gasp out. 

“Do you want me to stretch you out more with my fingers so this won’t hurt as much?” Minho offered. 

Felix considered it for a moment before deciding that he would not like that. As much as Felix hated pain, he wanted to wait this one out, he wanted to feel the initial burn shift into pleasure. If Minho stretched him out too much, Felix wouldn’t be able to feel the tightness and the fullness that he was feeling currently. So, Felix shook his head. 

“Okay, baby,” Minho whispered and Felix groaned at that nickname. They had never used any sort of nicknames with each other, finding it to be slightly cringy, but it being used in this context was more than sexy. Felix wanted to hear it again. 

“Take a deep breath in, baby,” Minho said and Felix preened at the nickname and did as he was told. He took a deep breath in and that was the exact opportunity that Minho took to slide himself in. 

“A deep breath out now,” Minho instructed. So, Felix exhaled and he felt himself loosening once more, his entire body unclenching. The penetration didn’t burn as much anymore. 

Felix kept his eyes tightly shut as Minho leaned in, looming over him. He held Felix's ankles and placed them on his shoulders, causing Felix's waist to lift and granting Minho better access. Felix gasped as he felt himself clench at the stretch and the subtle change in position.

Minho tenderly ran his fingers through Felix's hair, his voice soft as he whispered, "Take another deep breath, my love. In... and out."

Despite the pain, Felix couldn’t help but smile at another nickname that Minho had assigned him with. He nodded and did as he was told. 

“Good job,” Minho whispered and patted his head. Felix leaned into his touch happily. He knew the first time would always be a bit uncomfortable and that is exactly why he was scared to do it with Minho. But Minho's gentle approach, taking his time to make sure Felix was comfortable, was so sweet that Felix felt overwhelmed with emotion. He couldn't help but think how fortunate he was to have found a caring boyfriend like Minho.

As Minho continued to be patient and tender with Felix, he felt a rush of affection for him. As Felix wrapped his arms around Minho's shoulders, pulling him closer, he felt the cool metal of Minho's necklace brushing against his nose. Felix finally decided it was high time that he opened his eyes, so he slowly fluttered them open. He found Minho staring at Felix fondly, he smiled when he saw that Felix was staring up at him. The sight was almost mesmerizing, with the delicate chain swinging back and forth between their naked selves, brushing against his nose with each movement.

In that moment, Felix found himself lost in the eroticism of it all. With Minho looming over him, his necklace a tantalizing presence between them, Felix felt a rush of desire coursing through his body. The intimacy they shared was electric, the air thick with passion and lust.

As Minho leaned in to kiss him, Felix felt his body respond eagerly, his heart racing with excitement. 

He was grateful for the intimacy they were sharing and the trust they had built between them. Felix had never felt so connected to another person, and he couldn't help but think that this was what love truly felt like. Felix almost began to tear up as he remembered he had continued to believe that he would never be able to find someone like this— not while being gay in a conservative society. Yet, here they were, in love and in each other’s arms, kissing. Felix never wanted to let go of Minho.

With Minho's care and attention, the pain faded away, replaced by a growing sense of pleasure and passion. 

“You can move now,” Felix whispered and patted Minho’s back to further make his point. 

Minho nodded and slowly began rolling his hips, not yet thrusting but just rolling his dick around inside him. Felix’s head lolled back, finding the slow rhythm to be more than pleasurable. When Minho saw that Felix was more than comfortable with what he was doing, he slowly began to thrust in and out. 

Felix had imagined instant pounding, like what they showed in porn, but this slow pace, the steady rhythm that only a main dancer could take, was exhilarating. Felix groaned as his prostate was hit. He could hear Minho’s short gasps and breaths. Felix lolled his back up, wanting nothing more than to see Minho’s face contorted in pleasure because of him. The necklace was still swinging in between them. 

Minho smiled but his eyes were hooded, he leaned down and kissed Felix’s jaw and traced it with his mouth, leaving open mouthed kisses. 

“You wanted to mark me while being inside me right?” Felix gasped out at Minho’s particularly hard thrust. “Do it.”

Minho didn’t say anything as he bent down to harshly bite the skin right underneath Felix’s ear. Felix couldn’t help but let out a loud moan as Minho continued to thrust a bit harder while sucking and biting along Felix’s neck. He was still going at a slower pace, but it had enough power to rock Felix back and forth, making him slide down the pillow under his lower back and back up again. And that was exactly the moment Felix noticed the squeaky sounds that the mattress was making. Felix couldn’t help but let out a small laugh as he remembered how his primary concern when they had walked into this tent was the annoying sound the plastic mattress would make when he was being pounded— but now that he was in this exact position, he hadn’t even cared one bit—he realized that he hadn’t even noticed it till now. 

“What are you laughing about?” Minho asked, slowing down his thrusts. He was still smiling lovingly at Felix like he couldn’t help but also be glad to be in Felix’s arms. Felix’s heart swelled up at the sight. 

“The bed’s making a lot of noise,” Felix pointed out. 

Minho rolled his hips faster, like he wanted to test it out to see what Felix was talking about and when he heard the squeaks, he couldn’t help but let out a tiny chuckle as he said, “I hadn’t even noticed it before.”

Felix groaned at the faster pace that Minho had suddenly taken, just to hear the squeaks more. 

Minho slowed down again so he could lean in and kiss Felix’s cheek as he asked, “does it bother you?” 

“N-No,” Felix replied back in a stuttering breath, feeling a bit frustrated that Minho had changed his pace yet again. After tasting what the faster pace was like, he wanted more of it. “It’s kinda sexy.”

Minho smiled and as if he could hear Felix’s thoughts he set that faster pace again. He had to lean up a bit in order to set a fast and harder pace, Felix didn’t mind. He stared wide-eyed at Minho’s abs, his collarbone, his muscular arms that were holding Felix’s ankles as he continued to pound Felix—just like what Felix had seen in porn— and just like what Felix had imagined and dreamt about. Every time their eyes met, it was as if the intensity of the pleasure grew even more, making Felix moan louder. But after a second, Felix barely registered that his own eyes struggled to view Minho, blurring with tears from how elated and greateful he was to have found someone like Minho. Or it was mainly because the pleasure had become overwhelming. 

He tried to blink the tears away because more than anything he wanted a clear view of Minho, concentrating on taking care of Felix while also being in pleasure himself, all because he desired Felix’s body more than anything else. 

“Are you okay, my Lixie?” Minho asked with concern as he paused for a second when he noticed the tears sliding down Felix’s cheeks.  

Felix couldn't help but scream, “don’t stop!” He nudged Minho to move by tightening his legs around Minho’s shoulders, bringing him closer in. 

“You sure, baby? It doesn’t hurt?” Minho asked but did as he was told. Felix almost cursed at the slow pace that Minho had taken again. As much as Felix appreciated that Minho was concerned about him, he was so close to his second orgasm and he could almost feel it slipping away because of the slow pace. 

“I love it so much,” Felix whimpered. “Go faster, harder, please!”

Minho nodded and he pulled his dick all the way out before snapping his hips back in again— hard . Felix moaned and his eyes rolled back, his body began to move back too but Minho held him tightly and did the action again, faster. Felix tightened his hold around Minho, not wanting to have his body move away again, wanting just to be positioned in the right angle for Minho’s cock. The mixed sound of their skin slapping against each other with the squeaks of the bed was music to Felix’s ears. And when Minho grabbed Felix’s dick with his free hands, Felix’s eyes were blown wide open, and he couldn’t even attempt to close his mouth, remaining permanently open in moans and groans. 

“You like that?” Minho asked as he jerked Felix off. 

“I love that,” Felix somehow managed to say. He looked up to make eye-contact with the elder dancer as he added. “I love you .”

And that is exactly when Felix came, his cum squirting all over Minho’s chest and himself. His cum slid down his own groin to his own stomach and down the sides onto the bed sheets as Minho continued rolling his hips in and out. He had removed his hand from Felix’s spent dick and gripped onto his hips so he could thrust in better. 

“I love you too,” Minho said as he continued his pounding into Felix but the moves were becoming erratic. A sure tale sign that he was getting tired and on the verge of an orgasm. But Felix couldn’t help but cry out and wither from getting overstimulated. 

“Just one more second baby,” Minho reassured, “I can’t get myself to stop now.”

Felix nodded as he clawed his nails onto Minho’s back the more Minho moved. Orgasming twice in a row and this overstimulation was becoming too much, but at the same time it felt so damn good. He wished he could do this forever in Minho’s arms. 

Minho orgasmed with a loud groan, right inside Felix and fell right on top of Felix. 

Felix wrapped his arms and legs tightly around Minho as Minho patted into his neck. They both were a patting, sweaty mess, cuddled on top of each other. Felix never wanted to let go of Minho so he continued holding onto him tightly. 

After a moment, when they both were able to catch their breaths and when the haze from their eyes was gone to provide a better clarity of the room— Minho lazily pecked Felix on the neck as he laughed and asked, “do you think the neighboring tents heard us?

“Oh my fucking God,” Felix breathed out as he remembered how loud they were being, “I hope not.”

Minho leaned up, he placed all of his weight on his arms— caging Felix in between them as he pulled himself— causing Felix’s arms that circled around him to loosen. Felix whined when he felt the dick still lodged inside him move too. 

“Sorry,” Minho chuckled when Felix tried to pull Minho down on top of him again. “But we have to clean up now before we fall asleep.”

“Do we have to?” Felix pouted. “Let’s just go to sleep like this.”

“You want to sleep with dried cum painted on your stomach?” Minho asked softly. And when Felix nodded, he asked, “with me still inside you?”

“More than anything,” Felix nodded excitedly and clenched his hole, causing both of them to groan.

“You’re going to hate that decision tomorrow morning,” Minho chuckled after a moment. 

“That’s a future Felix problem,” Felix shrugged and attempted to get Minho to lower his entire weight down on him again. 

“Hmm I think we should do that for another time though,” Minho said after pondering it for a bit. “It would hurt too much for you, especially because it’s your first time.”

Felix pouted for a second, not wanting to separate from Minho but he knew that the elder was right so he nodded reluctantly. Minho patted him on his head and said, “good boy.”

Felix smiled and preened into his touch but couldn’t help but let out a whine when Minho moved out his hole. His hole clenched on nothing and he could feel the cum dripping it out and onto the sheets and he was already starting to hate how empty he felt. 

“Do you want to go for another round?” Minho asked as he sat properly on the bed, right next to Felix’s thighs and slowly traced Felix’s legs with the pads of his fingers. 

Felix gaped at the elder, horrified at the thought of orgasming for a third time, and quickly shook his head no. Minho laughed and said, “I was just joking.”

“I was wondering where you got that sudden burst of energy from. To do it all again,” Felix said. 

Minho just smiled back and said, “if you had said yes, I would actually have attempted to try to energize myself so we could do it all over again.”

“That would be too much,” Felix chuckled and let his head fall back onto his pillow when he yawned. “I just want to cuddle and go to sleep now.”

“Do you want to shower?” Minho asked as he pulled the pillow beneath Felix’s lower back out. 

“I don’t think I will be able to get up from this spot,” Felix mumbled underneath his breath, his eyes already getting drowsy. 

“Alright, wait here. I will go get a washcloth and clean you up,” Minho said. 

“I won’t be going anywhere,” Felix reminded him and rolled onto his side as he watched Minho’s naked form rush to the bathroom to grab a towel. 

He ran the water and probably cleaned himself off before rushing back into the room with a wet towel and pried Felix’s leg apart. He tenderly cleaned it all up as he asked, “do you think we have to wash the bedsheets before we leave tomorrow?”

“I have no idea,” Felix shrugged and then suggested, “We can just pop it into the shower and rinse it tomorrow morning before we leave.”

“Yeah, good idea,” Minho nodded and flung the towel down onto the floor before collapsing on top of Felix again. 

“Wait, don’t fall asleep yet,” Felix said and pushed the elder up. 

Minho blinked back in confusion and asked, “I thought you wanted to fall asleep cuddling right after I cleaned you up.”

“I did, but I want you to turn off the lights first,” Felix said as he pointed at the top of the tent where the light was still on and glaring brightly at his lazy, sleepy eyes. 

“Brat,” Minho groaned but got up and switched off the lights before jumping back on top of Felix again. Minho kissed him good night and Felix didn’t even have the energy to wrap his hand around Minho before sleep took him over. 

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They woke up quite late the next morning. Felix wasn’t complaining, he wanted to cuddle and stay in bed with Minho for as long as possible if Minho hadn’t reminded him of the fact that they were supposed to clear the room by 1pm. 

Minho kissed him on the lips, not caring about the morning breath before sitting up and asking, “do you want to shower together? It will be faster that way.”

Felix groaned out a yes but made no movement to actually get up. 

“Come on,” Minho said as he pulled on Felix’s arm to make him sit up. “We have to go to my parent’s house after this.”

That managed to wake Felix up completely, “I had forgotten all about that.”

“Let’s get you all cleaned up and dressed before that then,” Minho said as he got off the bed, still holding onto Felix’s arm. He nudged his arm and Felix reluctantly got himself off the bed. And that’s when he felt that pain on his lower back and legs, he almost fell down if it wasn’t for Minho holding onto him. 

“Are you okay?” Minho asked softly as he helped Felix stand properly. 

“Yeah,” Felix said as he attempted to walk towards the bathroom on shaky legs. “I just wasn’t expecting to hurt this badly.”

“I’m sorry,” Minho apologized as if it was his fault for the pain. Felix knew that it would feel slightly uncomfortable after having sex but he wasn’t expecting his legs to feel so shaky. Maybe it was because of the way Minho had grabbed his legs and wrapped them around his shoulders when he was pounding him. The thought reminded him of the sensations of last night, and Felix couldn’t help but feel hot all over. 

Yet, Felix felt like joking around so he said sarcastically, “yeah, you should be sorry.”

Minho smiled, knowing that Felix was just kidding but he still apologized again and said, “I brought some pain killers with me. You can have them after eating something?”

“That would be great,” Felix said. “I was beginning to wonder how to meet your parents and act normal around them with this pain.”

Minho chuckled and then helped Felix get into the shower. 

“My parents love you,” Minho said as he turned the shower on and adjusted it to get the perfect temperature of water to rain on them. “You could act however you want around them and they would still love you.”

“Glad to hear that,” Felix sighed as he closed his eyes and just stood there, enjoying the warm cascade of water falling onto his body. 

“Do you want to skip the shampoo for now and just wash up properly at my house rather than here?” Minho asked and Felix immediately nodded. 

Felix was the first to grab the bodywash. He squeezed it out on his hand and turned to face Minho as he said, “let me wash you.”

“I was supposed to do that for both of us,” Minho pouted but didn’t move as Felix began to lather the elder’s body with the soap.

“Well, too bad, you were too slow. And plus,” Felix smiled as he let his fingers trace around Minho’s pecs and down to all the indents of his abs. “I wanted to feel you up.”

“Go ahead,” Minho chuckled and flexed so that his abs could be prominent. 

Felix laughed as he touched all parts of Minho’s body and lathered it all with soap. He would re-lather all the parts that the water washed off—he was having too much fun tracing the elder’s body with his hands. And Minho didn’t seem like he minded. He reached over Felix to grab the bottle of body wash and squeezed out on his hand before he started to lather Felix’s body up as well. 

As they giggled and laughed, stealing kisses and enjoying each other's company during their shower, Felix couldn't help but feel content in the simple, domestic pleasure of the moment. It may not have been a grand romantic gesture, but it was something that he knew he would never tire of. There was something special about the ease and comfort they found in each other's company, even in the most mundane of activities. As they dried off and got dressed, Felix couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over him. It was moments like these that made him grateful for the person he had by his side. So grateful for the day that Minho proposed the idea of dating each other while trying to make each other fall in love. It felt like such a distant memory but Felix was so happy that he had agreed to it. He couldn’t imagine what his life would have been like if he hadn’t gone along with Minho's idea at that time. 

“Should I just pop these sheets into the shower then?” Minho asked as they walked out of the shower, wrapped in just their towels, and pointed at the bed. 

“Yeah, run some water over it,” Felix said. 

“Okay, go grab something to eat first so you can take the pain killers,” Minho instructed as he took the bed sheet off the mattress. “I will take care of packing everything up.”

Felix smiled at the gentle way that Minho wanted to take care of everything. He couldn’t help but to take full advantage of that because all he wanted to do was to sit down and just laze around. So, he nodded and quickly got dressed up before he took out some of the leftovers from last night. He popped it into the microwave and prepared some for Minho too before digging in. He hadn’t realized how hungry he was until he had had the first bite. 

By the time he was done, Minho had dressed up and had already packed up most of their belongings and placed their luggage in the car. 

“You should eat first,” Felix pointed at his food when Minho entered the tent again after putting the cooler back into the car. 

“Okay,” Minho said as he approached Felix. 

“Let me warm it up for you again,” Felix said as he grabbed the elder’s plate and popped it in the microwave. 

He only sat back down on his seat when he handed Minho his plate and then, Minho handed him some of the painkillers. Thankful, Felix took it out of his hands. Although nothing was making Felix uncomfortable anymore, he decided it would be better to take it rather than not. So, he chugged it down with a bottle of water. 

“I will go pack some of these things up as you eat,” Felix said as he pointed at the food around the barbeque grill. 

“No, don’t worry,” Minho said as he chewed. “You should rest and I will take care of it.”

“It’s okay,” Felix said as he got up to grab all the utensils that Minho had brought for the grill. “I got this.”

Minho didn’t look like he liked that idea but he didn't say anything to stop Felix either.  So, Felix began to pack it all up and went out of the tent to place it back into their car. 

Their car , Felix thought and laughed at himself. Just the prospect of sharing a car and calling it their car was making it sound so familial that it almost made Felix blush and hope for nothing but that for their upcoming future. 

It didn’t take long for Minho to eat everything and resume packing again. They were done before their checkout time and were on the road towards Minho's parent’s house by 1pm. 

Although Felix had been nervous about meeting Minho’s parents before their trip had started, he oddly didn’t feel nervous anymore as they drove towards his house. He just felt content sitting in the car with Minho. 

After just an hour, they arrived at the apartment where Minho spent most of his childhood. While Felix hadn't visited the Lee household often, he was thrilled at the prospect of meeting Minho's three cats, as well as his parents, Mr. and Mrs. Lee.

Felix got out of the car and waited as Minho grabbed both of their luggages out of the truck before they both trudged towards the elevator. 

“Don’t be nervous, they all love you,” Minho said as he grabbed Felix’s hand in the elevator. “Even Soonie and Doongie.”

“Not Dori?” Felix asked, wondering if he had left his third cat’s name out. 

“Dori is not very fond of umm…humans,” Minho explained and Felix couldn’t help but laugh at that. 

“That’s fine, and I’m not nervous anymore,” Felix said as he squeezed Minho’s hand in assurance. 

“Good,” Minho smiled as they walked out when the elevator doors swung open. 

Although he had claimed to be calm, Felix could feel his heart racing as Minho rang the doorbell and they waited for someone to answer. Holding hands with Minho brought him comfort, but as the door swung open to reveal Mrs. Lee, Felix couldn't help but feel a sense of apprehension. Should he let go of Minho's hand? Was it too soon for this kind of introduction?

Before he could make a decision, Minho had already spoken up. "Mom, meet Felix, my boyfriend," he declared loudly.

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