❥ Master Minho's room

@Master Minho [H] Those words sparked a feeling deep within Key's heart; a warm fuzzy feeling, a feeling of completion, as if he had finally found the piece of his soul that he never knew he was missing. He smiled softly, so giddy and happy, so relieved that Minho felt the exact same way as he did. He'd known from that start that Minho was special; he'd known that he wouldn't be like other masters, only interested in his body. He'd known from the beginning that he and Minho could build something unbreakable, something that would last forever. Key sighed with content as he snuggled into Minho's arms and rested his head on his chest, listening to the heartbeat slowly returning to normal. His own arms wrapped around Minho's body and he placed a gentle kiss to his shoulder. "I love you more," he murmured against Minho's skin. "I never want to be apart from you again."

@Head Stripper Key Minho easily tilted his head a little so that his lips could press against Key's, running his hands gently down the male's hips. His lips curved upwards into some sort of smile as they kissed, addicted to the feeling of the warmth and softness of Key's lips. As he began to come down from his high, he felt contentment settle in it's place, and a desire to become a person better than what he was. In emotional relationships, like friendships, he always felt a bit inadequate and unable to interact how normal people did. He hoped that with Key, he would find some sort of settlement and accept himself. "I love you too, Key." he murmured sincerely, and it felt so good for those words to leave him. "I love you so much." He fell against the bed so that he wouldn't crush the male, pulling them close together.

@Master Minho [H] This was heaven, Key was sure of it by now. Being like this with Minho, so and so pleasurable and so deeply in love, it was surely heaven. Key felt a second wave of pleasure roll through him as Minho released deep inside of him, such a warm and satisfying feeling. A small smile was crossing Key's lips; he felt so high right now, so wonderful, and nothing could ever compare to this. Nothing could ever compare to the way Minho made him feel, so perfect and complete. Key held on tightly to Minho as they basked in the afterglow, his chest panting rapidly. His entire body felt numb with warmth and he could hardly find the strength to move, but he did, turning his head until he found Minho's lips. He kissed the master, softly and tenderly, savoring those velvety lips, while his hands gently brushed the damp hair away from Minho's forehead. He looked so beautiful like this, more beautiful than anything Key had ever imagined. "Minho..." Key spoke softly, calling out to the man he now felt so connected to. The man he felt so in love with. "I love you..."

@Head Stripper Key Minho couldn't remember a time where there had been this much build up to his release. It seemed almost suspenseful; the pressure growing and growing until he couldn't take it anymore. Despite his attempt to draw this moment out, he couldn't keep it going forever, even if he wanted to. His eyes closed at the sound of Key's voice, and he felt like he was on cloud nine already. Key was his, and he was Key's. With the feeling of the smaller man's walls clenching around him, he finally fell apart. He wasn't exactly sure of what he was doing anymore, could hardly even feel the pain of his hair being pulled, but he knew that Key's name was tumbling from his lips and joining with the male's voice to make something surprisingly beautiful. After one last strong , Minho held onto Key tighter than ever and let his take over him. Nos this, this was his cloud nine. If he thought he had found it moments before, then he only knew a part of the pleasure. With them both reaching their ends like this, it felt like they truly two people joining to become one. He had never felt so... connected to anyone like this, and it was such a warm feeling.

@Master Minho [H] With every passing second, Key was teetering closer and closer to the edge. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't think; all he could focus on was this spine-tingling ecstasy and the beautiful look he saw reflected in Minho's eyes. The expression in those eyes had changed; the master seemed to be looking at Key with actual emotion now, actual feeling, and Key felt his entire heart melting like chocolate. All of his walls were down. He would give himself entirely to Minho, like the master asked, not holding any part of himself back. "I'm yours, Minho," he whispered into the master's ear. His arms were wrapped around Minho's neck, holding on tightly. "You can have me, all of me, every part of me. I am only yours." Those words seemed to push Key over the edge. After just a few more of Minho's s, Key tossed his head back as his body was suddenly filled with indescribable amounts of pleasure, the hot sensation flowing in waves through his body as he basked in his release. His mouth was open, Minho's name over and over again, his hands tugging harshly on the master's hair. Key had never felt like this before; he had never felt so wonderful and complete and perfect, all at once.

@Head Stripper Key [ haha thanks :3 same to you <3 ]

Minho's hips stuttered and he knew by Key's reaction and the sudden tightening of his walls that he found the spot. It was as if they turned the corner onto the last stretch, both of them so ready to get to the finish line. Key looked so debauched and needy, so perfect, Minho couldn't help himself. He didn't hold back anymore, let all false pretenses of being the perfect, composed man he was supposed to be fall away. Right here, right now, he was a man so in love that he felt like he had been punched in the chest with the realization. There was nothing else that he wanted more than Key, and there was so much of himself that he wanted to give. Just like the stripper had said, the master wanted to give everything to him. but he was sure that the moment that he let eyes on the male, he was already his. "Let me have all of you, Key." he murmured, fingers shaking with emotion as he held onto the male. "Give me all of yourself, and take all that I am." His s increased the closer that he felt he got, any last wisps of control fading away in the face of pure, unabashed love and pleasure. He was so close, he was practically seeing all white with the need to come. It was unfortunate that he could hardly enjoy how Key looked, but the image was already etched in his mind so that he would never forget it.

@Master Minho [H] {it's fine! ^^ I love all of your replies~}

Key gasped with sudden ecstasy. He hadn't been expecting this; he hadn't been expecting Minho to have any more tricks up his sleeve, but he did. The master had angled his hips just perfectly and found that sweet spot inside of Key, that spot that made the corners of his vision turn white. "Oh god, Minho..." Key was trembling by now, his head thrown back on the pillow, his body writhing with pleasure. "There..." He kept moving in pace with the master, helping him hit that spot over and over again, and Key couldn't stop the sounds that were leaving his throat. He was sure others could hear him, but at this point in time, he didn't care. He loved for Minho; he wanted Minho to know how wonderful he felt. Breathlessly, Key leaned up just a bit to whisper into Minho's ear, his lips brushing against the soft skin. "Don't hold back," he whispered, his words shaky. "Give me everything you've got..."

@Head Stripper Key [ low-quality posts? late responses? ;~; ]

Minho looked up at Key as his kisses trailed across his chest, lips curving upwards in a smile against the skin. He let his tongue flick against the stripper's , taking the bud into his mouth and on it absentmindedly. He put most of his attention in making sure that Key was feeling good, hips continuing to as deep and fast as possible. "I've got you..." When he heard that he wouldn't be able to hold himself back much longer, Minho tilted his hips in search of his sweet spot, wanting to drive him crazy before he really came apart. Truthfully, the master was probably as close as Key was. He was incredibly close to losing control of his hips and just bucking into the male frantically. It was too much; there was more involved here than just meaningless and it made everything feel a million times as good. His senses were heightened and centered only on Key, everything that was Key. Nothing else mattered in this moment. "Key..." he moaned, intertwining their hands and shifting his hips once more. He watched for the male's reaction with each movement of his hips, waiting for the sign that he had found what he had been looking for.

@Master Minho [H] {LOL what wasn't supposed to happen?}

"Minho..." Key groaned the master's name as he felt Minho's hips ing so deeply and so quickly, filling his body with pleasure better than any he'd ever known before. "More...please..." Key tugged on Minho's hair again as the man kissed his body, those lips feeling like sweet flames against his skin. He squirmed slightly with pleasure, arching his spine and tossing his head back, his hips still moving in rhythm with Minho's. Things were growing dangerous. Key felt as if he were on fire, drowning in so much bliss, unable to piece together one single thought in his mind. The sweet feeling in his stomach was growing stronger and Key began to moan sharply between each ragged breath, his skin now glistening with sweat. "Minho..." The stripper's voice was shaky and breathless. "I'm close..." Truthfully, Key didn't want this to end so soon -he wanted to keep basking in this feeling with Minho- but the master was giving him such incredible pleasure that he could not hold back much longer.

@Head Stripper Key [ THIS WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN D: sorry for this horrible, late reply ugh ]

As he continued to into the stripper, Minho lost himself in the repetitive movement of his hips. It was almost second nature as most of his attention remained in devouring the visual that was Key. He pressed their bodies even closer together in need, feeling the sweat start to cause his hair to stick to his head. There was no need for him to say anything; it seemed as though the stripper read his mind anyways when he was pulled down for a kiss. Everything felt so /right/, he couldn't help but wonder if Key thought so to. Minho couldn't keep his lips away from the rest of Key's skin for long, pressing open mouthed kisses onto the male's shoulders, collarbones, neck, and any other bare skin he could reach.

@Master Minho [H] Key couldn't stop the breathless moans that were coming from his throat. Everything just felt too wonderful; everything was too addictive. His hips rolled in rhythm with Minho's s, seeming to draw the two of them even closer, as if they were becoming one body, one soul. Key was still gazing into Minho's gorgeous eyes, lost in them, the contact igniting a burning pleasure deep within his body. His hands caressed the master's perfect body, touching his shoulders and collarbone before trailing up to his face, his fingers brushing over Minho's soft lips. Key loved those lips and he cupped the master's cheeks to bring him in for another kiss, deep and passionate, their bodies still moving in rhythm. He needed Minho more than anything, and he wanted the master to know that. He wanted Minho to know that Key was his, completely at his mercy, completely desperate for him.

@Head Stripper Key Minho grunted when Key's other leg wrapped around him, sliding deeper inside of him. He pressed their bodies close together, the rather intimate feeling of skin against skin partnered with the stripper's needy voice calling his name making his hips buck upwards to pound into him harder. He could care less that there was probably going to be lines down his back later, though he did want to make bruises of his own on the stripper's flawless skin. If the tight grip he had on the male's hips said anything, he would probably achieve his goal. When he met Key's gaze, he was overwhelmed with the need to take everything from him, though he also wanted to give him everything he had as well. He couldn't find the way to express it, but looking into those feline eyes was incredibly addicting, almost as addicting as slide of against Key's walls.

@Master Minho [H] As Minho spoke to him, Key wanted to say something back, to let Minho know how wonderful he felt, but he could not find his voice. His mind was drowning from such pleasure, to the point that he even forgot where he was for a moment. All that mattered was this feeling; all that mattered was being so close to Minho. The stripper wrapped both his legs around Minho's waist as the master began to move, creating such an incredible angle. "Minho..." Key shamelessly moaned his name as those s grew deeper and faster, filling him with immense pleasure in every corner of his body. His head fell back on the pillows, his mouth opening in constant moans, not even caring if Minho could see. This was just too wonderful. Key moved his hips in rhythm with the master's s, his nails dragging down Minho's back hard enough to leave marks. His eyes cracked open again and gazed into Minho's two beautiful eyes, holding the contact, trying to tell him just how incredible he was feeling.

@Head Stripper Key It felt incredible, pushing into Key. The master could hardly think straight, let alone remain focused enough to keep looking in the stripper's eyes. He wanted to close his eyes and throw his head back, but but the need to watch Key's lips part as he moaned out his name, to see every flash of pleasure that showed on his face was enough to keep his eyes opened. He went inside the male slowly, wanting to cause him as little pain as possible. Once he was in to the hilt he paused and let the both of them catch their breath. "God Key, you feel so good..." he murmured, closing his eyes for a moment to get used to the walls surrounding . He knew that he was well endowed, so he gave the stripper time to adjust to his size. When Key up against him, the young male took that as his sign to start moving. He slowly pulled back until he was almost out completely, ing back inside moments before the tip left Key's entrance. He moaned as he was fully sheathed again, starting up a rhythm of quick but deep s. His free hand cupped Key's cheek, keeping eye contact as he moved inside of him.

@Master Minho [H] Key was nearly shaking with anticipation as he watched Minho prepare himself, stroking that long thick member of his, the length that was about to be buried deep inside of Key. He bit his lip, willing Minho to move faster before he lost all sanity. He really couldn't wait much longer. The stripper let Minho handle him however he wanted, willingly tossing his leg around the master's waist, his arms holding on tight to Minho's shoulders. The pressure against his entrance was sudden, and Key gasped as he felt Minho slowly pushing inside, spreading him apart even more. A purely sinful moan left Key's pretty lips, his head tilting back and his hips rolling slightly, helping Minho slide in deeper. "Oh god..." He panted for breath. "Minho..." Key felt only a slight bit of pain, and he took deep breaths to endure, shivering as he felt that pain slowly turning into pleasure. Minho was so long and hard inside of him, and Key's body was already on fire, desperate for more. Keeping sultry eye contact with the master, he bucked his hips once to encourage Minho to move.

@Head Stripper Key Minho thrived on the stipper's moans, fingers pushing inside faster and faster the more he heard them. They fueled his purpose and made him need Key even more, his patience shaved thin. Even if he was the one who had wanted to tease Key, it was as though he was being the one teased instead. Resolve lost, he gave in to the stripper's pleads, letting out a groan and a curse. "God, okay. I got you baby." he spoke, pulling his fingers out of him. He quickly lubed up , biting back a desperate moan as his fingers worked over the hot flesh. Once he was ready he aligned himself to Key's entrance, supporting himself over the stripper by placing his hand on one side of his head, the other hiking one of his legs around his waist. Once he was ready he met the strippers gaze and started to push inside of his tight heat, another groan of pleasure escaping his lips.

@Master Minho [H] As Minho kissed him, Key kissed back with everything he had, tasting Minho's sweet lips as if he could never get enough. He was already addicted to those lips, like they were poison. His grip on the master's hair tightened as he felt another finger inside of him, ing and scissoring, filling Key's body with such an incredible sensation. He couldn't stop the moans that were coming from his throat, not that he wanted to. He wanted Minho to know just how wonderful he felt. His hips continued to move in rhythm with those fingers, drawing them deeper and deeper, and before long...Key couldn't take it anymore. He felt as if he would go insane from bliss. "Please..." Key's voice was a hot breathless gasp. "Minho, I need you...inside of me." He tugged softly on Minho's hair for emphasis. "Please..."

@Head Stripper Key Minho chuckled when Key's hips started to move, unconsciously liking his lips. "Excited are you?" he murmured, leaning down to press his lips against the stripper's. He slid his finger in deeper, starting to pump it in and out of the male's entrance. It was so warm and tight, the anticipation of how he would feel when he pushed inside of Key was growing by the minute. After a while of pushing the first finger in and out he added the second one, spreading and scissoring the fingers as he slid his tongue into Key's mouth. He wanted to swallow all of the delicious noises that the male was making.

@Master Minho [H] Key hadn't been expecting Minho to torture him like this; to with the pleasure he was so desperately craving. Just the feeling of the master's wet fingers against his entrance was enough to drive him insane. Key squirmed with desire, his back arching and his arms looping around Minho's neck, tangling his fingers into the master's soft hair. He felt as if he were in another world, lost in so much desire, so much need. And when Minho finally slipped his finger inside of Key, penetrating his tight walls, the stripper moaned with pure pleasure. His brows knit together and his mouth fell open as he felt Minho's finger inside of him, filling him with such a delicious sensation. Key moaned again and gently his hips, trying to slide the master's finger even deeper inside of his walls. "Minho..." Key's voice was breathless, his eyes locking into the master's again. "It feels so good..."

@Head Stripper Key Minho felt his length twitch as Key moaned and begged for him, loving the sound of lust that laced through the stripper's tone. "Don't worry, you'll get what you want soon enough." he murmured, his smirk more of a smile as he looked down at the stripper. However, this time he would do as he pleased, teasing the male as he ran his slick fingers over his entrance. He spent a little time like that, pushing the tip of a finger inside and then pulling it out before he could really do something with it. Whether it was with his fingers or his length, he would drive Key insane, making him want nothing more than Minho would give him, and Minho was sure to never disappoint if the person was obedient and pleasing enough. Eventually he let up on the teasing, letting one of his fingers push inside to the hilt.

@Master Minho [H] The breath was knocked out of Key as Minho pushed him backward onto the bed, and he never had the time to regain it as he stared into the master's beautiful face, now so evidently lusty for him. The tension between them was so hot, so , Key could almost taste it. His body was burning with anticipation, his stomach knotted into excited knots as Minho spread his legs apart. He gladly kept them spread, displaying himself to Minho, nearly trembling as he watched the master slowly lubing up his fingers. Key watched those long spindly fingers, imagining how they would feel inside of him. "Hurry, Minho..." His voice was a husky whisper, his voice stolen from so much lust. "I...need you. More than anything." Key bit his lip and closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the pillows and taking deep breaths. His veins seriously felt as if they were on fire with lust, as if he would die without Minho's touch.

@Head Stripper Key Minho let out small moans and sounds of pleasure as Key continued to bob his head up and down on him, especially when he touched the back of the stripper's mouth. He knew now that there was a reason that Key was so confident about saying he would give him the best he's ever had; h was extremely talented at it and it drove him crazy. He just about came when they met eyes again, wanting to abuse those lips and let his run down the stipper's throat, but of course that would be the time when Key pulled away from him. His eyes lingered on the stripper's red, swollen lips, a small smirk tugging at his own. There was no need for Key to ask for Minho to look at him; his eyes were already running over the stripper's body. It didn't take much more for Minho to snap, and Key's moans of his name did the trick. He shifted upwards quickly and just about yanked Key around, flipping him onto his back on the bed and looming over him like he was going to devour him. It was his turn to get Key and falling apart due to his ministrations, and he had every intention to do so. Usually he preferred a passive sort of dominance, but now he wanted to possess and own every part of Key's body. He allowed himself to indulge, running his fingers roughly up smooth, pale thighs and pushing his legs up so that Key's hole would be revealed to him. Minho reached up under his pillow to pull the lube that he left there, gaze meeting Key's eyes momentarily before he popped open the lid and started to slick his fingers up.

@Master Minho [H] Key smirked to himself as he felt Minho's hand tangling into his hair, along with the soft of the master's hips. Oh, Minho was enjoying this. He was wrapped around Key's little finger, just like the stripper wanted. Key kept and bobbing his head, loving the way Minho felt in his mouth, so hard and throbbing. He moaned against the tip again, letting it touch the back of his throat with every dip of his head, his lips wrapped tightly around the base. He glanced up once to meet Minho's sultry eyes, shuddering as he felt a wave of lust roll through him, and his own member was now painfully swollen. He needed Minho; he needed him so much, more than he'd ever needed anything. He hollowed his cheeks and the other's length just a few more times before pulling away and rocking back on his knees. He stared at Minho again, eyes hooded with lust, slowly and sensually his red lips, inviting Minho to come get him. "Look at me, master," he cooed, reaching down to wrap his fingers around his own . "I'm so hard for you. Only for you." Key bit his lip as he began to himself, still keeping eye contact with Minho, softly his name once or twice, knowing it would entice him.

@Head Stripper Key "I think you might like teasing me more than I like being teased." Minho replied in frustration, knowing the reaction that he had should bother him more than it did but all he could think was how good Key was at making him that way. He almost felt like he did when he was a , though without the fumbling, unsure fingers and constant apologies to every gasp or moan in anything but pleasure. It was like he was sensitive and inexperienced again, which was strange considering his stamina was much higher than average and his restraint even more so. But yes, he did love it and he ultimately had no problem with the low breathy moan that escaped him when Key finally started to him off properly. His hand tangled into Key's hair in the process, not too rough but more than enough to make the presence of it known. He rocked his hips upwards and let his head fall back to rest with a soft thud against the headboard, making sure that he could still look down and see how he disappeared into the stripper's mouth with every bob of his head.

@Master Minho The reaction from Minho sent a wave of bliss rolling through Key's body, enough to make him shudder. Minho looked so y like this, his fingers knotted into the sheets, his cheeks flushed and his breaths ragged. He looked so in need of Key, and for this brief moment, the stripper felt empowered. Although he knew it definitely wouldn't last, he had control over Minho right now, and he fully intended to enjoy it. And the thought of how Minho would totally lose control and dominate him only turned Key on even more. He chuckled again before swirling his tongue around the tip, glancing up at the beautiful man ahead of him. "You love this so much, don't you?" he murmured, smirking. "I know you do." Without warning, Key took the entire length into his mouth, as the tip touched the back of his throat, making sure that Minho could feel the vibrations. He gripped the master's thighs as he began to like the he was, slowly bobbing his head again. Part of him wanted to glance up and watch the sinful expressions on Minho's face, but Key was much too focused on pleasing the master, sliding his hot mouth up and down the throbbing length. He wanted Minho to feel incredible, better than ever before.

@Head Stripper Key Minho let out a deep breath when Key took more of him into his mouth, debating just letting his head fall back as he moaned. The vibrations that Key made as he against his length made it difficult to do anything but tangle his fingers into his hair and his hips upwards, ing into his mouth with abandon. But no, he wanted to continue watching the stripper's pretty bow lips stretch as he bobbed his head up and down on his length, settling with resting one of his hands against the bed. He hissed in displeasure when Key pulled away, blinking a few times to become more alert. He should have known that he would be teased this way, but it didn't make him any less impatient. It actually showed in the way his fingers bunched up the sheets and his breath became heavier. " Key." he said, mild frustration in his tone. his dry lips, Minho could feel his patience dwindling with every moment that the stripper's mouth wasn't on his .

@Master Minho A shiver of pleasure ran down his spine as Minho watched his every move. Those y dark eyes were fixated on him, and suddenly Key felt mesmerized by them, completely under Minho's spell, although he would never want to be anywhere else. He kept that seductive eye contact as he took more of Minho's length into his mouth, softly from the taste, just a bit harder to please the master. He wanted nothing more than to please him. Key d Minho's smooth thighs as he began to gently bob his head up and down, slowly at first, his mouth still as if he were the sweetest lollipop. Lust was flowing through his body; his own member was now painfully hard just from how much Minho was enjoying this. The stripper liked to tease, though, and removed his mouth with a pop, smirking up at Minho against the headboard. His tongue brushed against just the tip again, tasting Minho's precum, his eyes never once breaking eye contact. "You taste so sweet," he purred, the tip again, innocently fluttering his lashes. "So delicious~" He wanted to test the master's limits; to see just how much he could get away with before Minho completely lost control.

@Head Stripper Key Minho relaxed in a comfortable position against the headboard, propped up slightly so that he would be able to see everything. Key looked almost feline as he crawled up towards him, his cat-like eyes only adding to his overall appeal. He let out a quiet hum of approval and pleasure when the stripper placed his soft hands on his thighs. Dark brown orbs watched intently as Key lowered his head, his tongue peaking out from between his lips to run against the tip of , slight impatience bubbling behind his normally calm and put-together restraint. It was because he believed exactly what Key said - that this would push all other experiences he's had aside and take the place as the best he's ever had - that he was so much more ready for the male to part his lips and take him into his mouth. But the wait would be worth it, he was sure, so he used that hard-earned patience and allowed Key to take his time and . Minho couldn't help the soft curse that escaped him when the tip of was surrounded by the stripper's soft mouth, wondering just how incredible it would feel for the warmth to surround the whole shaft. He his lips, becoming more interested and taken by Key the more he watched those expressive eyes. He couldn't look away, and he didn't want to.

@Master Minho For a moment, Key felt as if he were in a daze, too drunk with lust, watching as Minho suddenly moved further away from him and leaned against the headboard. The master spread his own beautiful legs, just inviting Key to enjoy, and the words he spoke just turned the stripper on even more. He was beyond the point of no return now. "You don't even need to ask, baby." Key smirked as he rolled over and crawled toward Minho, settling between those delicious thighs, his hands gently caressing them. "Just relax and enjoy." With a chuckle, he breathed hot air against Minho's , loving the way it twitched, before snaking out his tongue to give a long, slow . He glanced up to meet the master's y gaze and winked. "I can guarantee this will be the best you've ever had." Key took just the head into his mouth, closing his lips around it and softly, just teasing Minho, watching his handsome face the entire time.

@Head Stripper Key Minho squeezed Key's thighs harder when his got caught against Key's hole. The sound of his name falling from the other's lips was incredibly y, and it made him feel pleased that he seemed to be unraveling underneath his body already. After he had left marks of possession along the stripper's thighs, he looked up at him. He felt a smirk grown on his face when he caught Key's gaze, eyes landing on those perfect lips again. Deciding that he wanted to put them to good use, Minho moved up against the headboard, spreading his legs apart invitingly; just enough for the stripper to take his place between them. " me." he said, leaving no room for discussion.