𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 || 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐄/𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐖𝐎𝐍

Chapter Twenty-Four

As the private lift took him to the penthouse, Mingyu wondered grimly if he was losing his mind. Was he really letting a few soft-spoken words get to him? Had he really canceled his flight to Italy for an opportunity to...to do what, exactly? He couldn't believe he was letting a twenty-three-year-old kid sway him so easily only by saying he needed him. Fucking unbelievable.

The lift stopped and the doors slid open to reveal a spacious living room.

A lone figure stood opposite the lift, leaning against the back of the couch. Wonwoo had his arms hugging his chest, his shoulders stiff, his brown eyes wide, curls framing his soft face.

The room was eerily quiet as Mingyu walked toward him. Wonwoo watched him like a prey would watch an approaching predator. It was pretty damn ironic. Mingyu felt like he was the one caught and pulled toward the deceivingly harmless prey.

He came to a halt a few inches away from the boy, crowding him against the back of the couch.

Wonwoo swallowed audibly, his lips parting. Mingyu lifted his gaze from them to the dark eyes and cupped Wonwoo's cheek, his thumb resting against his throat. He felt a shudder run through the boy and felt his own body stiffen in more ways than one, the pull tugging him toward Wonwoo and tightening its hold on him.

"You said you needed me. What for?" His voice was quiet, but it sounded harsh and sharp in the utter silence of the room.

"I..." Wonwoo swayed toward him.

They glared at each other, their uneven breathing getting louder, then mixing, the distance between them disappearing. With a small whimper, Wonwoo buried his face in Mingyu's neck, his sharp teeth sinking into his skin. The next thing Mingyu knew, he had his arms around the boy as Wonwoo sucked on his neck like a hungry baby. Mingyu's cock twitched. Baby. It reminded him of the last time they'd had sex, what Wonwoo had called him, how much Wonwoo had needed him. It had been heady. Fuck, Mingyu hadn't even been into that sort of thing until Wonwoo had whispered the word 'daddy.'

"Shhh," he said, burying his fingers in the silky curls and tugging hard. Wonwoo moaned,  his hands slipping under Mingyu's shirt, stroking his chest as he continued to suck on his neck.

"Look at me," Mingyu said.

Wonwoo sighed and lifted his head.

Christ. The way he looked...Glassy eyes, flushed cheeks, cherry pink, trembling lips... Mingyu wanted to lick him all over and eat him whole.

He inhaled deeply, trying to get a grip, trying to gather some semblance of self-control. It was impossible when all he wanted was to peel Wonwoo's clothes off, sink into him, and breathe.

The sound of a zipper being undone broke the silence and then smooth fingers wrapped around Mingyu's engorged cock, pulling it out of his boxers.

Hissing through his teeth, Mingyu didn't look down, continuing to look into Wonwoo's glazed eyes.

Wonwoo wet his lips with his tongue, his hand squeezing Mingyu's erection. "I need you," he said, his voice cracking. "Please."

Groaning, Mingyu kissed those trembling lips, and everything else became irrelevant, everything but this boy and his sweet, obscene mouth.

When the haze of desire cleared from his mind a little, he found them already in bed and he was pushing inside Wonwoo. The tightness around him was almost unbearable. That was what brought him some much needed clarity.

"Did I prep you?" he managed, locking his muscles in place. He couldn't fucking remember.

Wonwoo laughed breathlessly, blushing. "A little. I'm good. No condom, though."