Wrong Package: Return to Sender

Wrong Package: Return to Sender [Part 2]

                “How did this happen? Why did Key do this to you?”

                “D-don’t blame Key... It was just as much my fault as his,” TaeMin whimpered.

                “How? I don’t understand, TaeMinnie...”

                “You’ll hate me if I tell you...” TaeMin broke down into tears again, leaving MinHo just as confused and frustrated as before. He waited patiently for his tears to dry up, whispering quiet, hopefully encouraging words into his ear.

                “I didn’t mean for this to happen; I just wanted to try something different and Key hyung did, too, so we began kissing every once and a while, b-but then this happened! I didn’t want to do this to you hyung! I wanted to stop it but I couldn’t! Key hyung would have stopped if everything hadn’t been so... So...” Unable to find the words to describe what had happened earlier TaeMin jus trailed off, wiping at his puffy, wet face. When he dared to look at MinHo’s face he felt like crying for a whole new reason.

                The rapper’s jaw was set in a tense manner; he stared straight ahead at a blank spot on the wall and kept his arms tight around TaeMin’s body like if he let go he would run back to Key in an instant. It hurt more to find out that TaeMin had been fooling around behind his back. He’d been so quick to judge Key but now he knew that all the blame had not been equally distributed. TaeMin may not have had consented to the sexual part of his little affair but he had consented to the kisses, the touches, the sweet talk. It hurt more to know that his TaeMin had received love like that from someone other than him.

                “M-MinHo?” TaeMin squeaked.

                “Just... No... Hold on... Don’t talk for a second,” MinHo whispered.

                TaeMin’s quiet weeping began again. He tried to wiggle out of MinHo’s arms to save him the pain of his presence but he was surprised to eel the grips tighten on him. He froze in his position and waited.

                “Did...” MinHo cleared his throat. “Did Key... Go in you?” he asked.

                “What?”

                “Did Key penetrate your butt?” he stated more bluntly. He noted how red TaeMin’s face got when he asked this, giving him a glimpse of the TaeMin he loved. When he saw his head shake he felt a sort of relief come to him. “Then you’re still mine...” He captured TaeMin’s lips with his own. He used this moment to push TaeMin gently onto his back, taking care not to hurt his skinny body.

                “What are you doing, hyung?” TaeMin whimpered.

                “I want to make you mine, TaeMin,” MinHo breathed.

                “I don’t deserve you, though, hyung... I’m horrible...”

                “Do you promise to be faithful to me?”

                “Yes, I promise; you’re the only one I want...”

                “Then I’m going to show you why it’s called making love...” MinHo brought his lips back to TaeMin’s, pressing softly and moving them slowly so he could let the other get used to it. When he thought he’d let enough time pass he let his tongue slip its way past the barrier of plump lips. The tiny whimper that TaeMin released got MinHo hard instantly. He got a little more frantic with his kisses when his sweat pants started feeling uncomfortable.