─ beach

@☾ kim yongsun ˢᵒˡᵃʳ Hmmm..? *he hums somewhat pompously into the crook of her shoulder. Minho didn't pause once in his kisses, enjoying the sensation of her warm skin on his lips. The hand that had danced along her side now sits soundly at her hip, holding her to him*
*he lets his lips explore down before bringing them back up*
Just kiss me... *he whispers when he ceases the silent praise over her body. The water splashes when he raises his hand, tugging Yongsun's chin to him with feverish desire*
*weeks of dancing around each other had led up to this moment and he seizes it as tightly as her. His twitches in reminder that it's been ignored in its own desire. In an attempt to shift positions to something more comfortable, though, he does precisely what he didn't want to, which is press his length into Yongsun's thigh*
Sorry - *he stutters, breaking the kiss to properly adjust himself*

@◈ lee minho ʟᴇᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ⁻ᶜʰᵒʳᵉᵒᵍʳᵃᵖʰᵉʳ //the beach, the ocean and the sun must have really exhausted her, because Yongsun felt like she was becoming part of the saccharine foam, and the gentle touches, gliding over the latest piece of at she had done for dianus' anniversary to match with Hanbin, only made her melt further/
What if we n--...
//she begins but is interrupted by the dip of his hand, ghosting over her waist, making her torso twitch involuntarily - but not for the reason you think - she was terribly ticklish, not to mention the warm water and, let's face it, the presence of Minho so close, had made her even more sensitive - making her skin prickle even at the light breath over her neck/
Don't say anything cheesy like "because you let me fall for you" right now, and ruin this, hm?
//a lazy smile stretched her lips as she leaned her head back on his shoulder, tilting it away to allow space for even more neck kisses, the hand previously on his neck naturally slid up to loosely tangle fingers in his damp hair/
Minho...

@☾ kim yongsun ˢᵒˡᵃʳ *It was... actually happening. The awkwardness had plateaued and they could finally enjoy the peace of privacy. Yongsun fit in his arms like the last piece of a 10,000 piece puzzle. She fit just right and filled him with a sense of accomplishment and joy. He had found happiness again. Or perhaps it had always been there, and he just needed to open the door*
*his fingers disturb the plush surface of bubbles as his fingers gently caress the curve of her shoulder. Despite feeling so relaxed, he's hyper-aware that his half- is a hair's breath from her fingers. Yet he can barely bring himself to splash his hand below the surface.*
*it takes eight breaths - he counts - and his fingers slide off Yongsun's shoulder, down the side of her arm and to her waist. He trails there a moment, dragging his fingers back up*
Do you - *his voice sounds too loud, and he winces, lowering his mouth to her ear and bringing his volume with it* Do you think I would have let you actually fall?
*he teases, hoping she doesn't feel the nervous thrum in his chest when he uses the opportunity to tenderly kiss her neck*

@◈ lee minho ʟᴇᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ⁻ᶜʰᵒʳᵉᵒᵍʳᵃᵖʰᵉʳ //blinking in the water that now reaches up to , Yongsun is glad to find out she did not drown, nor did she dislocate something, and was in fact now laying in Minho's embrace again, toes sticking out from the other end of the tub from the weird angle that she is in/
I'm sorry I'm such a mess...
//she sighs, toying with the foam dollops that sim around on the surface of the water - they are still as thick as they were, to begin with, sweet-smelling and devilishly slippery, as she is manhandled to sit more comfortably now. a quick look backwards informs her that she can lean back and somewhat lay down, and she does just that, the water covering her front now all up to her clavicles, her shoulders popping out, and s only peeking out from the milky foam on every inhale like two curious fox heads/
//she leans her head on his chest, right on the dip under his shoulder, and closes her eyes, relaxing for a second/
This feels good... Even if it tried to end me on the spot.
//the singer laughed and raised a drenched hand out of the water, reaching backwards blindly to caress a palm over Minho's jawline and down his neck, enjoying the feeling of him while she still could, while they were hidden in private/

@☾ kim yongsun ˢᵒˡᵃʳ *it happens so suddenly, but it confirms Minho's belief that every tub should be equipped with a non-slip bath mat. And that's not just because he has slipped more than once while wrangling Mingyu out of the tub.*
*He reaches out to hold onto Yongsun, holding onto her hips while she anchored herself to his neck*
*for the moment that the wind is knocked out of them both, all they can hear is the dripping from the faucet and the muffled popping of foam bubbles*
Watch out *he warns far too late, cracking the tension with a smile. She's fully exposed to him again, despite her best attempts at hiding herself when she climbed in* *Minho does his best not to ogle, but he does sneak in a few peeks*
*slowly, and extra cautiously this time, he lowers Yongsun down into the tub so that she sits between his open legs and he can lean back on the side* Try and get comfortable now

@◈ lee minho ʟᴇᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ⁻ᶜʰᵒʳᵉᵒᵍʳᵃᵖʰᵉʳ //very thankful when he stands up front, Yongsun could relax her shifting hands - she could use the proximity to hide against his front, her thoughts of self-depreciation evaporating as soon as he started peppering kisses on her skin. She felt dizzy, hands immediately cupping his jaw and neck as soon as she feels wetness on her small , looking down with big round eyes, her whole body shivering at the way lean fingers gripped at her hips/
Over--...
//the short moment of confusion is washed off by desperate cringe, before once again getting flushed off by the ease with which the wet fabric of his shorts slid down, her eyes automatically attracted towards that before she quickly looked away. She didn't want to ogle, it felt... impolite, the blush rising to her cheeks as she lifts her hands again to cover them and block her chest out of view, her legs crossed like scissors, clenching, as he stepped away to get into the tub/
Yeah, in-- in a second...
//pointedly looking away until Minho is safely in the water, she tiptoes to the tub as well reaching one hand out to hold onto his, while the other does a double duty of covering both exposed s now, and sinks one foot in. The water is so pleasantly warm, just the right temperature, and the foam smells so sweet, that she dares to look up and smile at the man waiting in for her, climbing in, but just as aromatic the foam is, it seems to have made the surface slippy and as her second foot joins the first, she loses her balance, foot slipping and leading her to plonk in the water, landing directly on her with a pathetic squeal, the hand not holding his shooting out to wrap around Minho's neck in hopes to hold balance but to no avail/
Ow...

@☾ kim yongsun ˢᵒˡᵃʳ *there was no denying this was a huge step for them both. Minho's nerves showed in the mild tremble of his fingers as the straps of Yongsun's bathing suit pulled away from her shoulders. A light kiss of the sun toasted her skin already, despite layers of applied sunscreen. He relishes in the subtle shifts of her body, pulling back more of the bathing suit until nothing but skin was before him*
*the last time he'd seen a woman at this intimacy was many, many months - no, years - ago. He has to swallow past a lump in his throat to build the confidence to kiss her shoulders. Her collarbones. Eventually her s.*
*a million thoughts seize him in the last second, making his movement a bit awkward as he grips Yongsun tighter at her hips and takes her in his mouth*
"... so it's fair?"
Hmmm? *he risks a look up, eating up the shuddering rattle of her torso and the breath off her lips*
I think I can swing that. Wouldn't want to be over seasoned *the joke is ill-timed in the moment, somewhat breaking the scene he tried so hard to set* *the message is clear, though. It's his turn to brave himself to her. His swim trunks slip easily over his narrow waist. The heaviness of the water pulls it down with a dulled, wet thunk, and he steps out of the holes, kicking it aside*
*Minho stands there only for a second before grabbing her by the wrists and leading them both into the tub. He has to balance himself on the side, but he carefully slides in. Kneeling in the water, it reaches to the bottom of his hips, covering just enough under the bubbles. When he's settled in comfortably, he holds one hand out to you*
Come on - get in. I'll help you.

@◈ lee minho ʟᴇᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ⁻ᶜʰᵒʳᵉᵒᵍʳᵃᵖʰᵉʳ Yeah? I mean... When in Rome...
//a quiet laugh is shared between their lips before he pulls away properly, the saccharine smell of hotel bath foam soon filling the air, because no matter what hotel and what brand, the bath foam everywhere smells like soap and sugar, the outlandish thought making her think about something else for a moment and easing her mind from the tension in her every muscle, which doesn't last long - right until his hands return and find their way to her backside, her own arms laying on his chest and then his shoulders, when he sits, the position mirroring the one they were in while in the ocean/
Yeah, it's okay...
//she wasn't stupid, this was normal for every relationship, she wanted it actually, its not like it was her first time... then why was she so nervous? his hands were traveling down, peeling the tight fabric along and she wished he would... look away. what if he thought she was only chasing the ? soon she could free her arms, the fabric bunching up at her hips on the way down, and out of habit her arms shot up to hover over her chest. she was very sharply aware of how exposed her torso was, all kinds of thoughts passing through her mind, was her skin clear, was her tummy puffing out too much, was her navel weird? she had never looked at her navel, maybe she should've checked.../
You should also get rid of the shorts, no? They're also salty... And get in the bath... So we're both... so it's fair?
//the evil plan was to somehow sneak into the tub where the foam would hide her self-imposed flaws and... it didn't go much further than that as of now/

@☾ kim yongsun ˢᵒˡᵃʳ *Yongsun was built from layers of sunshine and vanilla, as her name entailed. Kissing her was like embracing a cloud, even with the stickiness of the sea still clinging to them*
*he could lose himself to her for hours, but eventually, the running water of the bath draws the strings on reality and forces him to come up for him*
A b-bubble bath? *Lino managers to stutter it out in a muttered daze. His lips had followed hers when she'd pulled away. A couple blinks refocuses the water of the tub* Oh - oh yeah - bubble bath sounds great
*he sneaks a smaller kiss to the corner of before using the complementary bottle on the shelf to spruce up the tub* *with the aid of the faucet, the soap immediately foams, and spreads a thick layer of moussey bubbles across the surface*
*The mirrors are steamy - from the heat of their bath of course - and Minho is grateful for the lack of reflection* *one look and he would've given away his composure. It was already straining. Much like the suit against his fingers as he worked them back up Solar's sides* Like I said... I think we should get you out of this.
*his hands slide into the bottom hem of her bathing suit, cupping her gently and pulling her to the edge of the tub. The sides are tall enough that he can sit on them, his legs only slightly awkward where they jut out around the other* *he lets his hands speak, not truly trusting his words, unhooking them from Solar's bottom to the straps around her shoulders* *an index hooks beneath each, pulling up and out, then slowly down* This okay..? *he whispers, daring a peek up through his lashes*

@◈ lee minho ʟᴇᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ⁻ᶜʰᵒʳᵉᵒᵍʳᵃᵖʰᵉʳ //huh? old habits?... yongsun blinked, wrapped like a singer burrito, without being able to act much - was... was Minho... fathering her? like mothering but with "father" instead? did he... did he want her covered up? did she read this all wrong?/
M-Minho...?
//the slam of the door rips her out of her state of shock and she blinks to find the man drawing a bath... for them both? she swallows thickly/
Do you uh--...
//she spoke at the same time as him, laughing breathlessly at the jinx, letting him finish his sentence first - great decision, because now she is breathless again after his question/
Oh... I could use a hand... or two...
//heart hammering in her ears, she tilts her head just enough and it's like their lips just slot together, fit together just right, her hands going up to cup his jaw and the towel falling off her shoulders limply, she sighs over his lips, finally - FINALLY - able to reciprocate the need without looking over her shoulder, her whole body aching to be held, her lips hungry, devouring, insatiable over his, tiniest whimper sneaking between them right before she pulls away just a hair's breadth, their lips still pressing against one another as she speaks/
Do you want a bubble bath?

@☾ kim yongsun ˢᵒˡᵃʳ *Lino hadn't realized how sticky one could get in salt water. It was truly a phenomenon that always blew his mind. Out of reflex, he grabbed a towel and turned to rub Mingyu clean of beach sand, but instead, he wrapped his towel around Solar.*
Oops - sorry - old habits die hard
*already burning in shame, he decides to go with it, inching along towards the bathroom with you rolled tight in the towel beneath sunkissed arms*
Let's just scooch back - almost there - *he uses one foot to nudge the door to the bathroom shut behind them* Good! *he frees you and steps away to the shower-tub. A rain showerhead sits behind the glass panes, and pours down into a tub. Smaller jets run along the edges of the panes for maximum water coverage, alongside a detachable shower head off to the side.* *he starts the water, cranking it up to high heat, because even after a day in the sun, the hotel's air conditioning unit was bone chilling* *his hand tests the water, too nervous to turn and face Solar just yet*
It should be hot for us now... *he gulps once, and stands.* Do you uh -... *he was going to ask if she wanted a moment to undress, but... That would defeat the purpose of all the build up he'd worked hard not to fumble through*
Do you need help undressing? *as he offers, he turns to face her, combing fingers through his hair as he approaches* That suit seems awfully tight... *his voice pitches down a note and in volume. The space closes between them. He lets his fingers ghost over the shadow of her hip, the other hand cupping her cheek to tilt her face up* Looks like you might need a hand... *and he seals it with a kiss, cutting his own breathlessness in half as he takes the plunge he promised*

@◈ lee minho ʟᴇᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ⁻ᶜʰᵒʳᵉᵒᵍʳᵃᵖʰᵉʳ //traveling the grueling 10-storey lift-up felt like a lifetime, and yet not long enough, when the elevator is thankfully only housing us, so people don't see us nudge around like middle-schoolers/
//curtsies a little before stepping in the room - nothing fancy on display, two beds side by side, luggage packed in big suitcases, but the simple fact that is was just the two of us here right now, gave it a specific tug; i shrug and grin sheepishly/
For the time being at least.
//there is a chair by the tiny kitchenette and i use it to drop my beach bag, the frilly beach cover resolutely sticking to the salty water drying on my suit and skin/
We should really uh... wash up.
//points to self vaguely/
Sticky...

@☾ kim yongsun ˢᵒˡᵃʳ () yes!

*They might have looked like lovesick honeymooners on their way back to their hotel, but Minho couldn't contain his joy. There was a skip in his step all the way to the elevator, where it took everything in him to not just dive into his companion*
*they kept making eye contact in the mirrored walls of the lift, and he'd have to break contact first in a fit of giggles* *his keycard is out and swiped the moment they reach the door, and he nudges it open to invite Yongsun in first* After you
*and when he follows after, he's greeted with the cozy area, probably with a similar layout to the one you had as well* Home sweet home? *he offers with another nervous laugh*

@◈ lee minho ʟᴇᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ⁻ᶜʰᵒʳᵉᵒᵍʳᵃᵖʰᵉʳ //the slight massaging at my nape, paired with the ocean's rhythmic lull and the sun's warm setting rays, is enough to have me relax my whole body into your hold, almost ready to fall asleep on the spot, and i largely miss the charged words that leave your lips, not really registering their deeper meaning, only humming in response, without really thinking much - just letting out my primal response/
Then let's sink...
//with my eyes half-closed in bliss, the kiss comes as a surprize, but a welcome one - again i chase for more, always craving more, and always receiving the short end, i press our foreheads together and hum/
Yes, let's go.

[timeskip to hotel room?]

@☾ kim yongsun ˢᵒˡᵃʳ *the sun illuminates Yongsun with a radiating halo of warm, summer light, and it takes every ounce of restraint in him to not kiss her there in front of anyone. Were they any other people, of different statuses, he'd have risked at. But there's never any knowing at which corner a camera will appear. So he swallows back the excitement rousing the insides of his stomach, and sinks his hair into the thickness of the hair at her nape*
*the weight of her words is not lost on him. His smile doesn't' falter for more than a second as he ponders what to say*
I think... *he begins slowly, lightly kneading at her head where his hand still tangles* I'm ready to take the plunge into the water
I'm already standing at the top of the cliff... And I'm willing to sink as deep as this will take me
*his eyes dart around, wary for any onlookers, and when he's satisfied at the quick sweep, he leans in for a kiss. Neat, hasty, chaste, but with suppressed desire* I think we can head back up to the room, yeah?
You okay with that?

@◈ lee minho ʟᴇᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ⁻ᶜʰᵒʳᵉᵒᵍʳᵃᵖʰᵉʳ You do that.
//smiles down at you, stilling up and swallowing around a lump as you near me in this very very suggestive position, my hands still on your shoulders/
For sure... and put on Aftersun lotion, can't go all... dry up.
//my heart stops beating for a second and before i can answer the ocean saves me in its endless wisdom, with a sneaky attack from behind and i squeal, getting swallowed up by the wave as well, well up to my chest, before it pulls back for a second attack and getting me twirled int he process and this time the squeal is more from joy than shock, unable to stop the grin blooming on my face and my arms going to wrap around your neck on automatic, especially with how you've pulled me tightly with arms around my waist/
Yeah, well... We're teasing it here, standing at the edge. It's getting impatient with us neither going deeper nor going out.
//breathes the last few words, my eyes following a path from your lips up to your eyes, where salty droplets twinkle in your eyelashes, and once again i wonder at their length and why the hell men get such long lashes when they have no need for them.

@☾ kim yongsun ˢᵒˡᵃʳ *with you stumbling forward, Minho easily leans into it, grasping her other hip in his free hand. Drops of sea water drip down her thighs, and stain the edges of her multi-coloured suit*
*he's squinting even with the sun behind him as he looks up to her through a cheesy smile*
I'm sure he'd love that. He's a much bigger fan of the water than his dad.
I'll tell him his favourite noona misses him the second I see him
*he promises with an eager nod. His toes tread slowly over the sand, inching closer and closer towards you until his chin is level with your navel, and he's fully cocked his head back to stare*
Salt water makes my skin sticky. We'll have to make sure to rinse off when we get back
*he bites back the urge to offer to scrub her back, squeezing her hips instead* You gonna dip down any lower into the water, though? *a wave hits the back of his shoulders with expert timing, and he nearly waterboards himself in the woman's stomach, standing up coughing and choking. He wipes at his face, droplets spraying you in the crossfire* Oh my god - *he laughs, shaking his head like a dog. Another wave hits the back of his knees, and disoriented as he already was, he stumbles into Yongsun, gripping her tightly and doing a half spin to keep her from being landed on if they did fall* *but he regains his balance easily, blinking salt water out of his eyes with another burst of laughter* The ocean is out to get us - *he pants, lightly cupping your neck and rubbing water off your cheeks* Sorry about that

@◈ lee minho ʟᴇᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ⁻ᶜʰᵒʳᵉᵒᵍʳᵃᵖʰᵉʳ If you want it any hotter than that, you'd have to draw yourself a bath, I'm afraid, this is as hot as the ocean gets--
//the quip rolls out of my mouth before i can stop it and i bite my lip right after, hoping it didn't come out as too condescending/
I mean... yeah. Or an onsen. Is what i hear...
//clears my throat, the hand on my hip, paired with the movement of the waves that are slowly increasing in amplitude as the evening tide is coming up, sway me from my spot, making me take the needed couple of steps and balance myself with two hands on your shoulders as you are crouching there/
Gyu is taking swimming lessons? I could take him to the Olympic pool someday, haven't seen the little guy in a while. Tell him I miss him, yeah?

@☾ kim yongsun ˢᵒˡᵃʳ *He's glued to Solar and every little movement she engages in as she hops across the ocean floor, looking like a little dancer in the waves* *he waits for her to reach him, but even as she accepts his offer to stay the night, she doesn't close the gap between them*
*his smile falters for a second, and he crosses over himself*
I can't remember the last time I swam in the ocean
*he starts, crouching to get the water up to his shoulders. His face contorts into a series of expression, a high pitched squeal raking over his tongue* Oooof - definitely not as hot as I like it...
*one, soggy hand reaches up to Solar, aiming to grab her hand but settling on her hip instead to leave a wet hand print* I don't mean to flex, but you're safe with me
I take lessons every week at the public pool........... With Gyu.

@◈ lee minho ʟᴇᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ⁻ᶜʰᵒʳᵉᵒᵍʳᵃᵖʰᵉʳ //takes a couple more steps further in the water, my skin quickly adjusting to the change in temperature, especially as i walk in more and also dip my fingers, the water level now up mid-thigh and i brace myself mentally for when it will inevitably reach my torso/
No, no, it's great. Just...
//makes a non-commital gesture/
... wet.
//"just nervous" is what i decided to change midway, knowing the next question would be "why are you nervous" and then i'd have to explain that i didn't exactly know and blah and blah and blah and i am overthinking again/
Hm... He really is popular, huh...
//skips the next few steps more quickly, so the water doesn't tickle around my hips, and already reaches my waist when i look at you, contrasting in the backdrop of the sun slowly setting, your offer giving me a newfound sense of courage/
Yeah... Yeah, I'd like that.
//hovering about an arm's reach, i don't dare to step up any further, still plagued by the way you ran out back at the beach, so i try not to impose, i only let my arms float idly, threading through the clear water/

@☾ kim yongsun ˢᵒˡᵃʳ *he should have known better than to think the tricks he used on his toddler would work on a grown woman, but Minho laughs nevertheless, turning to wait for her with waves lapping at the backs of his knees*
*as Yongsun approaches, he has every opportunity to admire the curvatures of her body, enhanced by the bright colours and tight fit of her bathing suit. His own, plain, black swim trunks paled in comparison to the radiant beauty*
*he swallowed the compliments that wanted to spill out of him, too embarrassed to admit out loud*
The water's not that bad *he chooses instead. One of his hands plunges through the surface, fingers spreading through the warm water. It definitely takes a second to acclimate, but it truly wasn't bad. He splashes some water on himself, darkening the edges of his trunks*
I was serious about before, by the way. *he wades further in the water, back to the horizon and eyes on her* Jay really does have plans to stay with some friends he has in town tonight. And he said he wouldn't be back til call time tomorrow, soooo.... We really /can/ watch movies and stay in bed all night... together. *his eyebrows raise and chin dips while he enunciates the last word* Would you be down for that?

@◈ lee minho ʟᴇᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ⁻ᶜʰᵒʳᵉᵒᵍʳᵃᵖʰᵉʳ Ah...ha... okay...
//kinda confused by the whole speech, i just decide not to ask any further questions on this topic, banning myself from thinking about "visiting" your room any further than it has to be, just happy to be laying like this right now, soaking in the last sun rays of the day and breathing in your scent... until you get up and i almost conk my head on the ground/
I...
//looks at you with confusion, even my mouth fell open, trying to figure out the sudden rush, but soon enough you leave me to blink after your jog, the t- plonking right on top of my head and it takes me a while to persuade myself that "no, he is not bored of you, he is not put off by being next to you, he asked you to go into the water too, didn't he?", so i will myself to get up as well and shrug off the dress, leaving it behind on the blanket as i walk to the water much more calmly/
I know you're used to communicating with a 3-year old, but the rotten egg threat won't work on me.
//anounces with a slight smile, shuddering as the cool water around my ankles and quickly washes up my legs, making me contemplate if i should just jump in to get the shock over with, arms wrapped around the one-piece bodice of my suimsuit/

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