“In my defence, 20 years isn’t too long a time to wait,” he teased as he tugged Mingyu’s pants down off his hips, taking every layer with it. He leaned down to trace a line of kisses down Mingyu’s chest as he went, reverent and worshipful.
“But I suppose I can allow it,” he said with a grin as he had to sit back, maneuvering so that he could toss Mingyu’s clothes onto the floor before turning back and gazing down at his angel in human form. He brushed the unbuttoned shirt further open, until Mingyu lay essentially bare beneath him, and then he sighed happily.
“I don’t think I will ever get sick of this view,” he said, tracing his fingers over Mingyu’s skin. “I know the whole world tells you daily, but... You’re beautiful, Mingyu. You’re so beautiful sometimes it hurts to look at you, like staring into the sun.”
He gazed for another couple of seconds before grabbing the bottom of his own shirt and pulling it up over his head in one smooth, practiced motion and tossing it to join the pile on the floor. He stripped his pants down, already far too tight, and as soon as he was released from his constraints his cock bobbed upward, heavy and thick, already at the full mast he’d been waiting at for a while.
He grinned, leaning down to take another deep kiss, his fingers slipping between them to easily find Mingyu’s cock and give it a worshipful stroke.
“Good thing I am not at all afraid of being burned.”
"I only care about hearing it from you," Mingyu murmured in return, watching Fox strip every bit as appreciatively as his lover was watching him. Fox was handsome to be sure, but his beauty ran far deeper. To Mingyu, it was in everything. The way he moved, his solid build, how he smiled with his whole body and not just with his lips. The starscape of his freckles, the swooping curves of his tattoos. All of it was uniquely Fox, and Mingyu could not tell if the traits were what endeared him further to Fox, or if Fox was what made those into endearing traits.
Whatever the case, he was certain he'd never tire of this view either.
As Fox finished stripping, brought his arousal to plain view, Mingyu couldn't help but wet his lips in want and anticipation. Much like its owner, Mingyu found Fox's cock to be charming, well-built, and impossible to resist. Before he had a chance to reach out and give it the appreciation it deserved, however, Fox's fingers found Mingyu's cock instead and made him gasp aloud, biting down on his lip briefly to stifle the sound as he strained into the touch, at once desperate for more.
"Mm, I'm not the sun," he protested, trailing fingers down Fox's chest, over his abdomen, teasing just above his groin. "I'm yours, remember? You can't own the sun. But me, I'm all yours."
Palming over Fox's own erection at long last, Mingyu lets out a satisfied sigh at the familiar heat against his palm, stroking him nice and slow.
"—oh, did you pack any of our toys, Huli?" he stopped to ask as the thought occurred to him. He'd meant to ask last night, but Fox hadn't left him with breath enough to speak pretty much the whole time.
"I don't see why you can't be both," he teased, his voice a little lower, a little rougher, letting out a pleased sigh as Mingyu's fingers found his cock. "Mine and the sun. But fine, a star, at least."
He pauses when Mingyu does, and then gives him a bemused grin, leaning down to steal a quick kiss. "What, I'm not enough on my own anymore, huh?" He teased, but it was clear he was pleased. "I've made you that insatiable? Well, I guess lucky for you I did plan ahead. In fact I actually made a couple with new enchantments myself. I edited the control commands so I can set it to either pure thought or finger ta--" He topped mid sentence and then grinned sheepishly as he stole another kiss and then peeled away off the bed.
Mingyu laughed again, bright and happy and full of light. He couldn't help it. Every last thing about Fox only made him fall that much more in love, including and perhaps especially how passionate Fox got about things. There was a fire in him that had long gone out in Mingyu. Had Mingyu ever loved the way Fox did before Fox himself...? He used to find joy in his erhu lessons, liked cooking well enough, but—
It'd never come from anywhere as deep as where Fox seemed to feel all things. So Mingyu watched in quiet wonder as the light of his life got up to fetch their bag of toys, turning on his side, face half snuggled into a pillow to better watch Fox with.
He truly was the luckiest man alive.
"Have you been working on them in secret?" he mused, a playful pout upon his lips. "Why wasn't I invited for the testing?"
“Because they were a surprise for our special weekend,” he said, naked as the day he was born as he strode across the room and grabbed the bag. “Keep touching yourself, I’m only paused under duress.”
He brought it back to the bed and started pulling them out, each indivially wrapped before he took those off too.
Two dildos, a plug with a cute little tail on it, a few vibrators with cords, as well as a cock ring that almost looked like it was made of jade.
“The question is how cruel I should be,” he wondered aloud, picking up the cockring and then looking at Mingyu with a mischievous glint to his eye. “We do actually have places to be, today, but...”
The prompt to touch himself made Mingyu flush hotly, but he dutifully trailed a hand over his thigh all the same, giving himself a few delicate strokes as he kept an eye on the items Fox produced from the bag. He liked to give Fox a bit of a show, but since Fox's attention wasn't on him at the moment he kept his touch light and leisurely, just enough to be following instruction but not wasting any real effort on himself while Fox was distracted.
At the question, he looked up at Fox, arching an eyebrow at the phrasing.
"Huli, please. As though you have a single cruel bone in your body," he mused, eyeing the pretty ring with nothing short of hunger, casting the briefest glance at the wall clock.
"I'll bet you that if I beg prettily enough, we'll still be showered, done eating, and out of here by eleven."
“I’m sure I could find it in me to be a little bit cruel,” he replied with a grin, flipping the ring around his fingers before giving Mingyu a wink and bringing it to his lips. He gave it a brush of a kiss, and glowing characters flared to life on it right before it started rumbling with a low vibration.
He blew Mingyu a kiss and it stopped.
“But I have to admit, I do find it very hard to resist when you beg.”
He dragged the toys with him as he crawled onto the bed, planting kisses on Mingyu’s knee and then tracing them up his inner thigh. He tapped the ring with a finger and it expanded ever so slightly before he put it between his lips. With no more warning than that, he slipped the ring over the head of Mingyu’s cock with his mouth, and then lowered himself, pushing it down to the base with his lips wrapped around Mingyu’s cock. Once there, he tapped it again and it constricted as he ran his tongue cheekily up the length of Mingyu’s cock and then sat back up, wetting his lips.
“But you know that sounds like a challenge, right? Aren’t you worried about challenging me?” He reached for the plug.
Magic held no particular interest to Mingyu, or at least— That was a previously uncontested truth in his life, but now Fox did things like that with magic, effortless as anything. With the usual Fox flourish, kissing the damn thing to activate it, blowing a kiss to stop it when Mingyu was pretty sure he'd just said it was just as capable of being thought-controlled.
Fox was every bit the showman Mingyu was, just in a completely different way.
Before Mingyu could even finish absorbing the nature of the magic Fox had imbued the ring with, Fox was upon him and chased away all ability for higher thought. He gasped openly as Fox's mouth followed the cold surface of the ring, its icy slide sharpening the heat of Fox's tongue, overwhelming sensation crashing through him. He choked a little on his breath, whimpering, bringing a hand up to muffle the sound.
"Fuck—" Mingyu rarely swore, his immaculate TV persona too well trained into him, but Fox had a way of unraveling that too, and Mingyu could only lay there panting, already feeling outpaced. "That's— That's how we're doing this, Huli?"
If there wasn't a challenge in Mingyu's voice before, there was now, propping himself up on his elbows to level Fox with his gaze.
Fox’s chest bloomed with warmth at the slip of a curse, always far too pleased when he could break through that polished facade and make Mingyu tap into his baser nature. It was hot, who could blame him?
He reached over to the bedside table where there was a glass still half filled with lubricant he’d made the night before.
“Look I was fully prepared to take you in the sweetest and most romantic way possible, but then someone had to ask about toys,” he mused, but he sounded far too happy to actually be doing anything other than teasing.
“Go on. Name your stakes. I’m gonna have you whimpering my name regardless.”
"Mm, we already did that last night anyway. Though I could go for that again with you calling me 'Angel' instead..." Mingyu murmured, expression thoughtful. Then he wet his lips again, taking in a sharp breath through his nose at Fox picking up the lube, pulse throbbing hotly against the already too-tight constraints of the ring. Just looking at the lube, thinking about last night, he could almost physically feel Fox inside him already. It made him bite down on his lip with the memory of the sweet ache of being split open on his lover's cock, whimpering low with want and need and impatience.
"...we can do romantic and sweet again tonight, after dinner," he managed, voice hoarse with arousal, just barely holding on to his train of thought.
"As for stakes—" It took Mingyu a moment to think, trying to come up with something cared enough about to fight for more than having Fox fuck him senseless into the bed as long as possible.
"If we're out of here before noon, we stay an extra night so I can be tied up all day in here and spoiled however I want," he offered, a little breathless as he spoke. "And if we don't get out of here until after... then you can have your way with me in public somewhere the way you like, wherever and however you like."
It was the very definition of a win-win situation for both of them, and Mingyu wouldn't have it any other way.
"You like that, huh?" He asked, a little tickled by the idea. He'd been mostly using it to tease, but he liked having a pet name he could use....
"Alright, I'm going to hold you to that and try to not rush through dinner," he teased as he slowly coated the plug with lubricant and then dipped his fingers back in to wet them again. He was just reaching down between Mingyu's legs, the cooled tips of his fingers just barely touching, when he paused, eyebrows raising.
And then he let out a low whine.
"Really? How am I supposed to choose between that? That's an impossible choice!"
"What's there not to like?" Mingyu answered, only to have his voice catch on his fluster all over again as Fox's hand drew close, gaze tracking Fox's fingers, eyeing the plug—
And then Fox stalled to whine about the bet of all things, causing Mingyu to startle himself with a bright laugh, shaking his head at the pout on Fox's face.
"It's not a choice, it's a bet," he pointed out, leaning up to kiss Fox's precious lips. "You're supposed to be trying to drag this out. But I guess you can switch which outcome you're aiming for if you really want."
He pouted through the kiss, but mostly for the humour rather than anything else, quickly chasing up Mingyu's lips for another immediately afterwards.
"Both? If I hit exactly noon can we have both?" He asked, his tone hopefully as he used his hand with the plug to push Mingyu back down onto the sheets. Then he took position again, teasing with his fingers - the lube now warmer - before sliding one in as smooth as silk. He sighed happily.
"We really are going to have to do midnight and then morning sex immediately after each other more often--"
A quiet, breathy moan escaping him, Mingyu pressed down into Fox's touch at once, trying to get more of him, feel more of him. Mingyu could seldom be called a greedy man, but in this he was voracious. He gave up on the bet, figured it was as much a coin toss now or anything. Whenever they ended, whenever they left, that would decide their next activity and whatever lost out could wait until they got home. Speaking of...
"—so we agreed you're moving in, right?" he voiced with an air of deliberate casualness, trying to sound nonchalant about it. No big deal, just his secret boyfriend and definite love of his life moving into his apartment. It was just an extra three, four days a week. Didn't change anything at all. Definitely.
Fox bit his lip, his finger curling and stroking in reverence as Mingyu’s body opened easily and greedily for him, his other hand fiddling with the plug as he prepared to insert it. He was just sliding a second finger inside when Mingyu spoke and he froze.
He glanced up, the surprise evident on his face despite Mingyu’s casual tone as well as the fact that they had practically already said as much. He just hadn’t quite thought it through in those exact terms.
He felt his face flood with warmth and then his eyes quickly fell to his hands.
“A-ah... I mean... Yeah. If you want me to. If you don’t think you’d get sick of me,” he added with half a laugh, but it was clear he was actually nervous about it.
"How am I supposed to get sick of you when I've never once had my fill of you?" Mingyu demanded, moving straight past relief at the apparent acceptance of his request right back to uncertainty. Blinking, he sat up and took Fox by the wrist, stopping him, gazing steadily into the green of his eyes.
"...of course I want you to. I— I want to spend every second of every day with you. Doing this, or— Or watching you do other kinds of magic, or watching you eat, or telling you stupid jokes until you laugh. You're not... someone I'm putting up with, Huli," he insisted, leaning in close. "Being with you is a privilege. A gift. ...I love you."
He felt way too warm, a little dizzy at the thought. It was one thing to have a boyfriend, a lover, the love of his life - it was another thing entirely to be offered a home.
He swallowed, and then leaned forward to press a careful kiss to Mingyu’s lips.
“... yeah, okay,” he said quietly. “I want that too. To be with you, I mean. All the time.”
But how could Mingyu offer anything less than what Fox gave him? For all the money, the fame, the status— Mingyu hasn't had a home to go back to once since his parents passed and with them so too did his childhood home. The building was still there, full of memories, and yet it'd gone cold. Just an empty shell, like a corpse on its own.
Fox, meanwhile, seemed to breathe life into everything.
"Y-Yeah?" Mingyu winced, hating that he couldn't keep the tremor of excitement and disbelief out of his voice, forcing himself through it all the same as he grinned wide, letting go of Fox's hand to kiss him again, and again, and again. He crawled up, knowing Fox would only push him right back down, to clamber halfway into Fox's lap, giddy, peppering clumsy kisses over most of his face.
"Okay, you're moving in!" he repeated between kisses, voice all a rush with his surge of adrenaline. "We'll have to celebrate when we get back— Maybe I'll announce a vacation, book a flight to Europe... and stay at home with you all week, not leaving bed for anything. We'll live off granola bars and tap water and test out all the practical applications of magic in bed. Does that sound good?"
Fox grunted with the sudden weight in his lap, but a tentative, shy smile was riding to his lips simply from Mingyu’s clear excitement. Literally no one had ever been this excited to have him around, and it made his heart ache with fondness.
He was about to protest that Europe was too much, that he didn’t even technically have identification let alone a passport, but then Mingyu continued and all he could do was smile widely and lean in to press his forehead against his lover’s.
“Yeah. It sounds perfect.” He leaned forward, stealing a long kiss, pressing it deep even as his free hand braces against Mingyu’s back to keep him steady in his lap. Even as the hand caught between Mingyu’s legs curled it’s fingers and shallowly began to move.
Look, Mingyu knew a thing or two about his fox and he wouldn't spring Europe on him like that. Work him up to it, sure. Call it a honeymoon in the future, with or without the associated wedding. Something. Anyway.
Mingyu smiled readily into that kiss, heart so full of joy it ached. It was perfect, and this was perfect, and Fox was perfect, and Mingyu felt suddenly terrified that it was too much. This was too much good to have, too much good to get.
There had to be a catch. There was always a catch. A price to be paid. In magic, in life, in everything.
When people were greedy, got too much good. That was when tragedy would strike.
Shivering a little, Mingyu pushed past it. It didn't matter. He didn't care. He wanted this, would have it, would stop at nothing to keep having it. He went through life never asking for anything, and he would have this.
Sighing out in pleasure and satisfaction as Fox began to move his hand once more, Mingyu ground down into his lover's lap with renewed enthusiasm.
He chuckled, heat pooling in his groin from the sound of that sigh, cock twitching in his lap and just brushing against Mingyu when it did so.
“I will happily let you believe that,” he said with a laugh, pure and loving, as he slowly worked his way inside with his fingers. Patience, Fox. Patience. “But I’m afraid I might have to introduce you to a mirror, later, so you understand the concept a little more.”
He let out a satisfied breath as he slipped his free hand between them, fingers finding Mingyu’s cock and slowly beginning to stroke in time with the careful, opening thrusts.
“Tell me when you’re ready.” He whispered quietly. “I want you so much I can barely take it.”
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“But I suppose I can allow it,” he said with a grin as he had to sit back, maneuvering so that he could toss Mingyu’s clothes onto the floor before turning back and gazing down at his angel in human form. He brushed the unbuttoned shirt further open, until Mingyu lay essentially bare beneath him, and then he sighed happily.
“I don’t think I will ever get sick of this view,” he said, tracing his fingers over Mingyu’s skin. “I know the whole world tells you daily, but... You’re beautiful, Mingyu. You’re so beautiful sometimes it hurts to look at you, like staring into the sun.”
He gazed for another couple of seconds before grabbing the bottom of his own shirt and pulling it up over his head in one smooth, practiced motion and tossing it to join the pile on the floor. He stripped his pants down, already far too tight, and as soon as he was released from his constraints his cock bobbed upward, heavy and thick, already at the full mast he’d been waiting at for a while.
He grinned, leaning down to take another deep kiss, his fingers slipping between them to easily find Mingyu’s cock and give it a worshipful stroke.
“Good thing I am not at all afraid of being burned.”
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Whatever the case, he was certain he'd never tire of this view either.
As Fox finished stripping, brought his arousal to plain view, Mingyu couldn't help but wet his lips in want and anticipation. Much like its owner, Mingyu found Fox's cock to be charming, well-built, and impossible to resist. Before he had a chance to reach out and give it the appreciation it deserved, however, Fox's fingers found Mingyu's cock instead and made him gasp aloud, biting down on his lip briefly to stifle the sound as he strained into the touch, at once desperate for more.
"Mm, I'm not the sun," he protested, trailing fingers down Fox's chest, over his abdomen, teasing just above his groin. "I'm yours, remember? You can't own the sun. But me, I'm all yours."
Palming over Fox's own erection at long last, Mingyu lets out a satisfied sigh at the familiar heat against his palm, stroking him nice and slow.
"—oh, did you pack any of our toys, Huli?" he stopped to ask as the thought occurred to him. He'd meant to ask last night, but Fox hadn't left him with breath enough to speak pretty much the whole time.
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He pauses when Mingyu does, and then gives him a bemused grin, leaning down to steal a quick kiss. "What, I'm not enough on my own anymore, huh?" He teased, but it was clear he was pleased. "I've made you that insatiable? Well, I guess lucky for you I did plan ahead. In fact I actually made a couple with new enchantments myself. I edited the control commands so I can set it to either pure thought or finger ta--" He topped mid sentence and then grinned sheepishly as he stole another kiss and then peeled away off the bed.
"Sorry, sorry. Demonstration first, description after."
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It'd never come from anywhere as deep as where Fox seemed to feel all things. So Mingyu watched in quiet wonder as the light of his life got up to fetch their bag of toys, turning on his side, face half snuggled into a pillow to better watch Fox with.
He truly was the luckiest man alive.
"Have you been working on them in secret?" he mused, a playful pout upon his lips. "Why wasn't I invited for the testing?"
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He brought it back to the bed and started pulling them out, each indivially wrapped before he took those off too.
Two dildos, a plug with a cute little tail on it, a few vibrators with cords, as well as a cock ring that almost looked like it was made of jade.
“The question is how cruel I should be,” he wondered aloud, picking up the cockring and then looking at Mingyu with a mischievous glint to his eye. “We do actually have places to be, today, but...”
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At the question, he looked up at Fox, arching an eyebrow at the phrasing.
"Huli, please. As though you have a single cruel bone in your body," he mused, eyeing the pretty ring with nothing short of hunger, casting the briefest glance at the wall clock.
"I'll bet you that if I beg prettily enough, we'll still be showered, done eating, and out of here by eleven."
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He blew Mingyu a kiss and it stopped.
“But I have to admit, I do find it very hard to resist when you beg.”
He dragged the toys with him as he crawled onto the bed, planting kisses on Mingyu’s knee and then tracing them up his inner thigh. He tapped the ring with a finger and it expanded ever so slightly before he put it between his lips. With no more warning than that, he slipped the ring over the head of Mingyu’s cock with his mouth, and then lowered himself, pushing it down to the base with his lips wrapped around Mingyu’s cock. Once there, he tapped it again and it constricted as he ran his tongue cheekily up the length of Mingyu’s cock and then sat back up, wetting his lips.
“But you know that sounds like a challenge, right? Aren’t you worried about challenging me?” He reached for the plug.
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Fox was every bit the showman Mingyu was, just in a completely different way.
Before Mingyu could even finish absorbing the nature of the magic Fox had imbued the ring with, Fox was upon him and chased away all ability for higher thought. He gasped openly as Fox's mouth followed the cold surface of the ring, its icy slide sharpening the heat of Fox's tongue, overwhelming sensation crashing through him. He choked a little on his breath, whimpering, bringing a hand up to muffle the sound.
"Fuck—" Mingyu rarely swore, his immaculate TV persona too well trained into him, but Fox had a way of unraveling that too, and Mingyu could only lay there panting, already feeling outpaced. "That's— That's how we're doing this, Huli?"
If there wasn't a challenge in Mingyu's voice before, there was now, propping himself up on his elbows to level Fox with his gaze.
"You wanna add some stakes?"
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He reached over to the bedside table where there was a glass still half filled with lubricant he’d made the night before.
“Look I was fully prepared to take you in the sweetest and most romantic way possible, but then someone had to ask about toys,” he mused, but he sounded far too happy to actually be doing anything other than teasing.
“Go on. Name your stakes. I’m gonna have you whimpering my name regardless.”
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"...we can do romantic and sweet again tonight, after dinner," he managed, voice hoarse with arousal, just barely holding on to his train of thought.
"As for stakes—" It took Mingyu a moment to think, trying to come up with something cared enough about to fight for more than having Fox fuck him senseless into the bed as long as possible.
"If we're out of here before noon, we stay an extra night so I can be tied up all day in here and spoiled however I want," he offered, a little breathless as he spoke. "And if we don't get out of here until after... then you can have your way with me in public somewhere the way you like, wherever and however you like."
It was the very definition of a win-win situation for both of them, and Mingyu wouldn't have it any other way.
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"Alright, I'm going to hold you to that and try to not rush through dinner," he teased as he slowly coated the plug with lubricant and then dipped his fingers back in to wet them again. He was just reaching down between Mingyu's legs, the cooled tips of his fingers just barely touching, when he paused, eyebrows raising.
And then he let out a low whine.
"Really? How am I supposed to choose between that? That's an impossible choice!"
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And then Fox stalled to whine about the bet of all things, causing Mingyu to startle himself with a bright laugh, shaking his head at the pout on Fox's face.
"It's not a choice, it's a bet," he pointed out, leaning up to kiss Fox's precious lips. "You're supposed to be trying to drag this out. But I guess you can switch which outcome you're aiming for if you really want."
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"Both? If I hit exactly noon can we have both?" He asked, his tone hopefully as he used his hand with the plug to push Mingyu back down onto the sheets. Then he took position again, teasing with his fingers - the lube now warmer - before sliding one in as smooth as silk. He sighed happily.
"We really are going to have to do midnight and then morning sex immediately after each other more often--"
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"—so we agreed you're moving in, right?" he voiced with an air of deliberate casualness, trying to sound nonchalant about it. No big deal, just his secret boyfriend and definite love of his life moving into his apartment. It was just an extra three, four days a week. Didn't change anything at all. Definitely.
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He glanced up, the surprise evident on his face despite Mingyu’s casual tone as well as the fact that they had practically already said as much. He just hadn’t quite thought it through in those exact terms.
He felt his face flood with warmth and then his eyes quickly fell to his hands.
“A-ah... I mean... Yeah. If you want me to. If you don’t think you’d get sick of me,” he added with half a laugh, but it was clear he was actually nervous about it.
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"...of course I want you to. I— I want to spend every second of every day with you. Doing this, or— Or watching you do other kinds of magic, or watching you eat, or telling you stupid jokes until you laugh. You're not... someone I'm putting up with, Huli," he insisted, leaning in close. "Being with you is a privilege. A gift. ...I love you."
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He swallowed, and then leaned forward to press a careful kiss to Mingyu’s lips.
“... yeah, okay,” he said quietly. “I want that too. To be with you, I mean. All the time.”
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Fox, meanwhile, seemed to breathe life into everything.
"Y-Yeah?" Mingyu winced, hating that he couldn't keep the tremor of excitement and disbelief out of his voice, forcing himself through it all the same as he grinned wide, letting go of Fox's hand to kiss him again, and again, and again. He crawled up, knowing Fox would only push him right back down, to clamber halfway into Fox's lap, giddy, peppering clumsy kisses over most of his face.
"Okay, you're moving in!" he repeated between kisses, voice all a rush with his surge of adrenaline. "We'll have to celebrate when we get back— Maybe I'll announce a vacation, book a flight to Europe... and stay at home with you all week, not leaving bed for anything. We'll live off granola bars and tap water and test out all the practical applications of magic in bed. Does that sound good?"
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He was about to protest that Europe was too much, that he didn’t even technically have identification let alone a passport, but then Mingyu continued and all he could do was smile widely and lean in to press his forehead against his lover’s.
“Yeah. It sounds perfect.” He leaned forward, stealing a long kiss, pressing it deep even as his free hand braces against Mingyu’s back to keep him steady in his lap. Even as the hand caught between Mingyu’s legs curled it’s fingers and shallowly began to move.
“It’s perfect, Angel.”
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Mingyu smiled readily into that kiss, heart so full of joy it ached. It was perfect, and this was perfect, and Fox was perfect, and Mingyu felt suddenly terrified that it was too much. This was too much good to have, too much good to get.
There had to be a catch. There was always a catch. A price to be paid. In magic, in life, in everything.
When people were greedy, got too much good. That was when tragedy would strike.
Shivering a little, Mingyu pushed past it. It didn't matter. He didn't care. He wanted this, would have it, would stop at nothing to keep having it. He went through life never asking for anything, and he would have this.
Sighing out in pleasure and satisfaction as Fox began to move his hand once more, Mingyu ground down into his lover's lap with renewed enthusiasm.
"You're what's perfect, Huli."
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“I will happily let you believe that,” he said with a laugh, pure and loving, as he slowly worked his way inside with his fingers. Patience, Fox. Patience. “But I’m afraid I might have to introduce you to a mirror, later, so you understand the concept a little more.”
He let out a satisfied breath as he slipped his free hand between them, fingers finding Mingyu’s cock and slowly beginning to stroke in time with the careful, opening thrusts.
“Tell me when you’re ready.” He whispered quietly. “I want you so much I can barely take it.”