by J. S. Lee
With sand colored walls, a rich red carpet, and these glorious bedsheets, the room looked like a sunset. The white wood of the built-in wardrobes, dresser and other furniture was enough to mute it down so that it wasn’t too overpowering. I loved it.
I was busy unpacking my things (they looked lost in the enormous wardrobe), when I heard the strange buzzing sound. It took me a few minutes of trying to locate the source – a fancy ass video panel by the front door that I had assumed was just the controls for the lights – before I worked out it was also a link to the gates.
With the simple controls, I pressed a button and opened up a voice call with the driver of a black minibus. “Hello?” I greeted him in Korean.
“Hello. I am here with a guest.” The driver was an older man and very professional.
“Who?” I asked, politely.
“It’s me, Kate,” I heard Xiao call. “We don’t have the gate code.”
“Just a second.” I had to kill the video link so that the driver couldn’t see my excited dance. Opening the gate was just as easy with the control and it wasn’t long before I heard tires on the gravel driveway outside.
I stopped myself from yanking the door open and instead waited for the elevator to open. What I wasn’t expecting was MinMin to come out of it. He was still wearing a cap and a black facemask, but I knew it was him the instance I laid eyes on his. His dark eyes were soulful. Seeing as the driver had joined them, I fought with myself not to let out the squeal I wanted to and go bounding over.
Instead, I waited patiently as he and Xiao walked out. MinMin gave me a cheeky grin. “Surprise,” MinMin said, his eyes seeming to twinkle under the security light.
I could see that they both wanted to greet me in the same way I wanted to greet them, but the driver was still there and instead, I had to wait for the four of us to unload four suitcases and three boxes.
“Is that it?” I asked, as we moved them all into the living room.
“We pack light,” MinMin replied, looking pointedly at the driver.
I wasn’t sure what story Atlantis had told him, but it looked like he didn’t know the real reason as to why they were moving belongings in here. I was willing to bet, however, Holly had also had the legal team draw up an ironclad Non-Disclosure Agreement. I’d had to sign an NDA before I had started working for Atlantis and that had been thick.
The driver set the last box down on the table and I followed him to the elevator so that I could make sure he was gone. When I turned around, MinMin was right in front of me. Xiao leaning lazily against the wall just behind him, unsurprisingly, wearing shorts.
I had questions, but they could wait. MinMin pulled off his mask and cap and, with the faintest hint of a limp, closed the distance between us. MinMin was the smallest member of Onyx, but he was only a few centimeters shorter than I was. It was only when I kissed him that I really noticed it as he was the only one who I had to tip my head forward for.
My lips slanted over his as he wrapped his arms around me, but I melted into him. He had the softest lips and the softest kisses, but I was in no doubt of his feelings for me despite that. When I pulled away, I was left breathless, like always.
“I’m glad I get to move in first,” he told me.
I wanted to tell him I felt the same way, but I didn’t. It was definitely because of favoritism, but only in the sense that I didn’t have a favorite when it came to these guys. I loved them all, equally. I wanted them all there, equally.
Honestly, I was glad I’d had no say in the matter, because there was no way I’d have been able to choose an order; ranking them. I’d just have said they all needed to move in at the same time. When I hesitated, he smiled. “It’s OK,” he assured me. “I understand.”
“What happened?” I asked them, changing the subject. “Have you even seen your dorm?”
Xiao walked over to me, taking my hand. “Let’s at least get comfortable and not have this conversation by the front door.” I didn’t object as he laced his fingers through mine and led me back into the living room. We ignored the cases and Xiao sat on one of the large couches, pulling me onto his lap.
Once seated, with his one arm wrapped possessively around my waist, he patted the seat next to him. Without needing verbal instruction, MinMin sat down, curling his legs up beneath him as he angled his body against us, propping himself against the back of the couch.
I opened my mouth to ask the question again, but Xiao put a hand on my neck and pulled me close. Instead of words coming out, his tongue went in. He took control, his tongue making wide sweeping movements over mine. It had me squirming in his lap. Instantly, his large hands clamped down on my waist and he pulled back.
Xiao fixed me a firm look. “I have had a raging hard-on for you for the last two weeks. If you move like that anymore, I’m not going to stop myself from carrying you into a bedroom right now.”
He shifted me slightly, and I swallowed, feeling his erection beneath me. It was only because I had MinMin watching us with an arched eyebrow, that I made myself sit still. “In my defense, you sat me here,” I grumbled.
“I’m a masochist,” he shrugged. Then, as though I didn’t have his cock pressing into my ass, he leaned back. “We barely saw the inside of the new dorm. From what I did see, it was nice enough. Big enough for each of us to have our own room,” he glanced around the house with an appraising eye. “But nowhere near as big or luxurious as this one.”
MinMin nodded. “This is the kind of place you dream of getting when you’ve made it.”
I didn’t disagree with them on that sentiment.
“We left Atlantis, packed our things and loaded them in the back of the minibus that dropped us off. Then we got into a second minibus in the underground parking.”
“Were the fans still there?” I asked. I’d never been to the dorms, but from the photographs I’d seen online, there was only a small patch of land in front of the door and it had no wall to it, and it hadn’t stopped them from lingering around in front of the main doors or the parking garage entrance for days with various signs demanding Jiwon’s removal from Onyx. The idea of any of them having to move through that hostile crowd had my stomach churning – and not in a good way.
“Holly had the fan café updated not long after we left Atlantis. By the time we had finished packing, the crowd had changed,” MinMin told me. As though he had sensed my discomfort, or simply seen it on my face, he leaned forward and took my hand in his. “There were only a few of them left when we packed up the van, and Holly had made sure we had additional security with us.”
“Did they follow you?”
“Not that we could tell,” Xiao replied. His hand moved to the small of my back, the heat from his palm searing me through the thin shirt I was wearing. His other hand settled on the top of my thigh, his long fingers a hair’s breadth away from a very intimate area. “The new dorm has a wall around it. It’s not as tall or secure as the one around this house, but it’s an obvious boundary. Like Holly promised, it had underground parking, but instead of a barrier, it has a roller door to it. They can’t see us go in or out.”
MinMin nodded enthusiastically. “We helped the others move their things in and picked a room each that we’ll hopefully never use, and then, finally, Manager Taeyoon had us get into this minibus. We kept low as we drove out, just in case someone had followed us, and then we came straight here. I was looking, and no one followed.”
He went paler as he said the last bit and my heart twisted a little at that. He’d been in a car accident because we were being followed by reporters and the car had flipped. It was the reason he was in physiotherapy. I could understand his discomfort, but it also made me want to punch someone.
“Any more questions, or can they wait until later?” Xiao asked. He shifted his weight underneath me, as though to remind me of the erection beneath me. As if I could forget about that!
“They can wait,” I told him. His cock I couldn’t forget about, but whatever questions I
did have were pushed from my mind.
The hand on my thigh slid underneath my knees and then Xiao rose. He took a step away and then paused. Slowly, he turned back to MinMin. “Are you coming?”
MinMin’s mouth slowly fell open.
“I don’t see any reason why we both can’t take care of Kate tonight,” he turned to me. “Assuming you’re happy with that, of course?”
Happy wasn’t even close to how I was feeling.
Excitement and anticipation were the two dominant feelings.
Happy was a major understatement.
Instead, I gave Xiao a nod, not trusting myself to talk.
Xiao took another few steps and then stopped, turning back to MinMin once more. He tilted his head, fixed his gaze clearly on MinMin’s crotch, and then looked at me. “Mm.”
I had no idea what that meant, but before I could ask, Xiao was nodding his head at a bright red suitcase. “Bring that,” he told MinMin.
OK, now I was curious.
With me directing him to my bedroom, Xiao carried me in, MinMin right behind us. Xiao started muttering curse words in Chinese as soon as he saw my bed.
“What?” MinMin asked. And then he walked into the room. “That’s amazing.”
“I think it’s big enough for all of us,” I agreed as Xiao placed me down on it.
“I don’t think it’s big enough for Jiwon,” MinMin muttered. It was no secret that MinMin had an unrequited crush on Jiwon, but his statement wasn’t said with any malice. It was a simple fact that Jiwon didn’t like PDA but did like his own space. Unless I was in it.
“Tonight, it just needs to be big enough for the three of us,” Xiao commented, unperturbed as always.
My heart started pounding.
He moved over to the suitcase MinMin had brought in, tipping it over so he could unzip it. It was full, mainly, of clothes. There were a few other items along the sides, but I couldn’t quite make them out. Until he pulled one of them out, holding on to it.
A Hello Kitty lunch box.
I mean, it was an American-portion sized lunchbox, so small chest was probably more accurate. He didn’t open it, leaving dozens of ideas running around my mind as to what the rattling from inside could be. Several items, at least. But I wasn’t sure what.
“Hello Kitty?” I asked, amused.
“I love me some Hello Kitty,” Xiao responded with a smirk.
“Since when?” MinMin asked, confused. “You’ve never shown an interest in Hello Kitty.”
Xiao moved back to the bed, but he looked at MinMin. “I promise you, later, you will love Hello Kitty too.” He turned back to the bed, setting the lunchbox down beside me. Making sure I was watching, he flicked it open.
My eyes widened in surprise, but I found myself licking my lip as I stared at the contents. “I don’t think I need to wait until later to love Hello Kitty.”
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MinMin moved over, peering around Xiao’s broad shoulders. “What the hell, Xiao?” he blurted out, his eyes almost bulging out of his head. “Where the hell did you get all that?”
“Amsterdam,” he shrugged. “Some from London… Europe.”
I reached over, pulling out a pair of leather cuffs with a thin yet sturdy chain between them. Not that I’d ever used anything like that before, but I could tell they weren’t cheap things.
“Not tonight,” Xiao chided me, tapping at the back of my hand before he took them off me. He dropped them back into the box onto a silver dildo and a blindfold.
That was an evening right there in that box.
Instead, he pulled out a tube and tossed it towards MinMin before closing the box and setting it on the floor.
“Did you really buy a bunch of sex toys while on tour?” MinMin asked before I could. Xiao just shrugged. “What if the cases had been inspected at the airport – any airport? What if the cases had gone missing?” He froze. “What if Sungmin had opened it?”
“But he didn’t,” Xiao replied, his eyes fixed on me. Ignoring MinMin’s questioning, he lowered himself to me, placing a hand either side of my thigh. “Not tonight,” he repeated, his lips almost touching mine. It was as though he could read my mind and how my imagination was imagining him using those cuffs on me.
Instead of kissing me, his hands moved to my hips, lifting me slightly so that he could move me further down the bed. Then, with deliberate moves, he climbed on the bed, a knee either side of me, but straddling my lap, pushing his erect cock against my stomach.
I started to look down, but his hand was under my chin, stopping me, raising it. When my gaze met with his, he lowered his head, running his tongue along my lower lip before taking it between his.
I closed my eyes, enjoying the heated kiss, my body already responding to him again. His hands toyed with the bottom of my top, his hot fingers splaying over my cool sides, before slowly, he pulled the top upwards. Xiao broke our kiss, just long enough to shed me of the jersey and give my breasts an appreciative look.
As his mouth returned to mine, I reached for the waistband of his shorts, feeding my hands down to his cock. As I wrapped my fingers around the head, my thumbs running over the tip, he shuddered against me.
He groaned, breaking the kiss, and turned his attention to my neck. Only after he had muttered something in Chinese I didn’t understand, did he run his tongue on the skin between the back of my ear to the curve of my neck.
Finding the spot which made me grasp his shaft just a little firmer, he started kissing and sucking it. “You taste so good,” he murmured, his hot breath tickling my skin.
While one hand worked up and down his shaft, the other reached further, cupping his balls. I was rewarded with a hiss in my ear, making me smile. Moments later, my bra was unclasped, and Xiao was pulling it down my arms.
My gaze moved to MinMin.
JongB liked to watch. If he was here, he would have pulled up a chair and would have been working at his own erection.
MinMin, although very obviously turned on, was standing exactly where he had caught the tube Xiao had thrown to him. This wasn’t the first time he had been with me and someone else, but there must have been something about Xiao which had him rooted in place.
I gave him a reassuring smile. Leaving one hand to keep stroking Xiao, I pulled the other from his shorts so that I could hold it out to MinMin. “Come here,” I beckoned, softly.
A moment passed, and then Xiao lifted his head from my neck to glance at MinMin. “You heard her.”
As MinMin finally moved over to beside Xiao, the older man extracted himself from my lap, pulling off his shirt and dropping it to the floor. I looked at MinMin and gave him a cheeky grin. “Do you want some help getting out of your clothes?”
Once again, he looked at Xiao.
Once again, Xiao remained unbothered. Instead, he shuffled out of his shorts, presenting me with his large cock, the end glistening slightly. “MinMin, if this was going to be an issue, I wouldn’t have brought you along.” He finally looked at him and used his chin to point at the thing in his hands. “But to be clear, that’s for you and Kate.”
My curiosity winning out, I tried to work out what it was MinMin had his hands wrapped around. It definitely wasn’t a dildo. It looked like a tube. And the most logical thing to come in a tube and live in Xiao’s little box of sex goodies, was lube.
I arched an eyebrow at Xiao. I was already feeling the wetness between my legs. “I don’t think I’m going to need that.”
“I think you will,” he assured me.
“Oh… Oh!” I exclaimed, realizing exactly what he was implying.
It took three seconds more for MinMin to work it out too, his eyes going wide again. “You’re OK with that?” he asked me.
“I am,” I told him. “Although you’re going to have to go slowly with me, because I’ve never tried anal before.”
“Don’t worry,” Xiao said with a wave of his hand. “We will get you there, won’t we MinMin?”
/> “I don’t…” MinMin started but trailed off.
I watched him, starting to get concerned. MinMin was the quietest member of Onyx and more often than not, happy to be watching others be the center of attention. But I’d never seen him this out of sorts before. “Are you OK with it?” I asked.
MinMin slowly nodded, but his gaze flicking over to Xiao.
Or, more specifically, Xiao’s chest.
And then I worked it out.
Xiao spent every free moment in the gym and it showed. Not only was he completely ripped, he had broad shoulders, thick thighs and an eight-pack of abs.
If you lined the members of Onyx up from buff to slim, Xiao would be at one end, and at the other, MinMin. He had muscles, but he had such a skinny frame, even compared to me, that when they were side by side, he almost looked scrawny.
MinMin had never seemed insecure. I was sure he wasn’t really. But I was sure that anyone would compare themselves to Xiao if they stood next to him, naked. His muscles were impressive.
My lips parted slightly as I figured out what was going through MinMin’s mind. In an instant, I was on my feet, closing the gap between us. I took the lube from him, tossing it on the bed, but didn’t take my eyes off MinMin.
His hair had grown longer in the past two weeks. With no promotions or appearances, there was no need to keep it trimmed. It had also lost the gray band which had created an ombre effect between the white blond at the bottom and the black at the top, so now he had a horizontal Cruella DeVille look.
With the way he was looking out from under the bottom of his bangs, it was sexy as hell.
But it was also stopping me from fully making eye contact with him.
I reached up and brushed it to the side so I could see his dark eyes. I wanted to assure him that I loved him for who he was, not what he looked like, but I had the strongest feeling that if I even made reference to Xiao’s body, he would make the comparisons in his own mind. This was a conversation for when it was just us two. Instead, I tried a different tactic. “What’s the matter, MinMin? Not got the stamina?”