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The moans were coming from the garage.
Which would be enough for the 'Black pirates' to not even go near them and decided to stay the fuck out of the place.
Mingi was entirely clothed, other then his jeans had been pulled down to the middle of his thick thighs as Yunho thrusts deeply inside of the other, the blue car bouncing beneath them.
"Yunho, faster, oh-" The younger begged, quite literally getting his guts rearranged as Yunho sped up the thrusts, the occasional thump of the hood being pressed in under the bent over Mingi was audible for the both of them.
Yunho grunts, his slender fingers spreading Mingi's cheeks apart so he could see himself plunging his cock deeper inside his boyfriend each time he drove his hips forward.
The garage door was open, anyone could see if they wanted to, even though the members knew better then to do that.
"I'm close, princess."
With a few more groans, whimpers and the sound of the car going through a lot, Mingi came undone over the blue paint, the creamy ropes of his cum painting a masterpiece all over.
Yunho huffed, his erection throbbing inside of the younger, his hand sliding over the small of Mingi's back and waist as he came inside, sighing out in satisfaction.
The two haven't been able to fuck in a while, and since they traveled to this different New world, they took the opportunity to just fuck here without risking being caught by the strict land guards.
The older slowly pulled out, murmuring sweet nothing's to Mingi as he gently caressed his skin. He could never hurt the other. Well, maybe if Mingi wanted to, but further he'd know not to push over Mingi's limits.
"You go!"
"Nuhuh, you go instead, Wooyoung."
Mingi's eyes widened when the heard the voices behind them around the corner of the garage, but he immediately relaxed when he realized who it were.
"Idiots." Hongjoong murmured, nudging Wooyoung and Seonghwa so he could walk into the open space where Mingi was still resting against the car hood, while Yunho immediately took off his demin jacket, covering Mingi bottom as he tugged himself back into his jeans and zipped up.
"We have an emergency case. Yunho, we need you for this one. Only you," Hongjoong looked apologetic. They literally just came back from another mission, yet this time he actually felt bad for only sending out Yunho, but it was to not draw much attention- Which Yunho was the best at.
"Why me...?" Yunho murmured, helping dazed Mingi pull up his own jeans, but couldn't help but stare at the hole he just filled with his hot cum, and scooped some up his thumb, pressing it back into entrance by dipping it into Mingi's entrance, who let out a pretty, shameless moan even though he was in front of seven other people.
Well they've seen worse, obviously.
"Jeong Yunho!" Hongjoong groaned, cupping his face with both hands out of frustration because of the two horny bastards. But despite it all, he continued his sentence; "One of our anti-propaganda devices have been found and removed. Your task to retrieve it back to us before it gets destroyed. It's okay if you fail, just... The only thing you have to do if go unnoticed by the guards."
"-If you cannot complete your mission, retreat immediately. We're on standby, obviously. If needed, call for back up, but if you get noticed, don't interfere or fight back. Run for your life."
Yunho walked as calmly as possible past the guards, each similar masked man holding a rifle or just having a gun in their gun-holster. It would never not be scary to see them, and it would always make his heart race once the realisation hit that he he was really putting his life on the line again.
Without making sounds, he followed the the red dot on the GPS installed on the wristwatch Yeosang had made for him.
With each soft buzz he would feel against his skin, he knew which way to go. It was simply as if someone would brush their fingertips over your wrist, swiping gently to the right whenever he had to go right, swiping left if he needed to go to the left, and only add a slight pressure if he had to walk straight ahead.
It didn't take long before Yunho found the door before the room he was supposed to be looking for. It was right here.
Once he made sure no guards were patrolling around, he pressed the door handle down, and with a soft click, the door opened so he could slip inside.
Carefully closing the door behind him Yunho sighed out of relieve there was also no one inside the room.
In the middle of the grey colored room, an envelope laid on top of the dark desk.
With a soft gulp, Yunho looked around once more before hastily walking forward, nearly snatching the paper and opening the envelope.
A black, small gadget rolled out, and he held the device in his hand to observe it for a second.
That was when he came to the realization that he should not waste any more time, it was time to get the fuck out of the enemy territory.
He turned around, taking the same route back, this time more controlled, but moving hastily.
A gunshot went off, and Yunho gasped, pausing in his tracks.
Right.
The device he wasn't holding wasn't invisible.
How ignorant of him.
He quickly stuffed the gadget into his pocket as he ran for it, but the red color of the wound was quickly spreading through his clothes, which obviously wasn't invisible.
It looked slightly stupid to see a running blood patch in the middle of the air, but Yunho had different worries currently. The guards exactly knew where to shoot.
He pressed his hand against the wound with a grunt out of pain, as he ran for his life, the guards on his heels that had a hard time aiming since his hand would now block out the view of his bleeding.
Back up wasn't exactly coming. That would've been suicidal. But Hongjoong bit his lip at their usual hideout in the dimension of Yeosang's mansion. He and the other members were watching the vision he had created to keep an eye on Yunho.
The blood drops left an occasional trace of where Yunho ran for his life.
Nearly stumbling around the corner, he could finally see the fence outside of the headquarters where Wooyoung was safely able to open the jump between universes. It would dark to see, but he couldn't waste more time.
"Fuck fuck fuck," Yunho panted, not even looking over his shoulder as he ran through the higher grass, while a dog was barking from afar. It was probably picking up the scent of blood, and he was done for if the animal caught him.
He would never see the other's again.
The fence was right there, and he gave the last ounce of power he had left in his damaged body.
The moment he stood in front of the tall fence, he felt a strong push against his chest, it was as if his soul temporarily left his body, but then his life flashed before his eyes as he traveled through the past dimensions and the following they had yet still to visit.
He found himself sitting in the grass after a split second, his hand still pressed against his abdomen, the unpleasant feeling of the warm liquid of his own blood sticking against his palm.
He was sitting in front of the same metal wire fence-
Or so he thought.
The heavy sound of the guard's boots weren't near him, as well for the barking Rottweiler.
Instead, he noticed seven familiar men running towards the fence, and he stood up as quickly as his wobbly legs would allow him.
Mingi reached where first, and Yunho held onto the metal as quickly as he could. The material slightly digged into his skin from the way he was holding onto it, but he didn't care.
"You survived." Were the first words that escaped Mingi's lips, and he leaned in, while Yunho did the same.
The other six looked in different directions to just give the two some privacy while they made out, even when being 'separated'. Not a lot could stop these two from being affectionate to the other.
Yunho gasped softly, his lips finally letting go off Mingi's after the younger slid his tongue over Yunho's lip.
The older stumbled back, his tall body leaning back as he dropped himself into the grass.
"Fuck, did he just hit his head?!" Mingi gasped, taking a step back so Jongho could tear the fence open with his bare hands.
"He'll be fine." Seonghwa murmured, shaking his head.
"What if he will not be?" San questioned, his expression concerned for his hyung.
"Mingi will make sure of that." Yeosang sighed, watching how Jongho tore the fence apart so Wooyoung and him could help him on each of their shoulders, and they surrounded the unconscious Yunho in a half circle, carrying him to safety.
Once Yunho woke up, the sun was already rising, and he had the blink against the brightness that was hitting him in his face.
He was laying on top of a mattress that has been laying on the wooden floor in a separated room in the mansion.
Half of the mansion was burned down, many of the remains were taking out to be set in fire.
Further it was mostly empty, except for exactly for eight rooms. The pool rooms, four bedrooms, a kitchen, the ballroom and a bathroom.
The first floor was also fully intact.
Yunho was sitting inside one of the bedrooms, he guessed.
The door opened with a soft click, and the view of his boyfriend came in sight, who carefully approached the mattress.
He was wearing a low cut black shirt on top of some trousers, just something casual for the morning.
"Can I join you? You need healing anyways." Mingi questioned, his strumming voice deep and gentle.
Yunho nods, trying to sit up, as a sting of pain shot like a thunder through his body, and immediately groaned, nearly doubling over to press both his hands on his lower abdomen that covered by bandage.
While he was passed out, they probably had treated him, but Mingi could onto heal people when they were conscious. He hated the downside of his ability to heal, but everyone's special ability came with something that could possibly hinder them in battle.
Mingi's one wasn't that bad since they had San on their team, who was able to temporarily let someone return from the land of the Death or Manipulation. Hand in hand they could easily work on unconscious people like that, but in Yunho's case, they just wanted him to rest up since he couldn't feel the pain in his sleep anyways.
He was exhausted, but felt way better currently.
"You should lay down." Mingi warned his boyfriend, gently guiding him down mattress again while he knelt down as well to get next to Yunho's warmth.
His hands went to Yunho's bandages, gently undoing them while Yunho occasionally flinched in pain.
"Mingi, it hurts." He breathes out, his arm seeking out for the younger, and Mingi immediately snuggled into his embrace, his hand placed on Yunho's bare wound that started to close already.
His hands were slightly cold, but Yunho felt a pleasant warmth spread through his body while Mingi pressed soft kisses against the vein on Yunho's neck and pale skin.
"Mingi, just heal, no tempting me." Yunho's voice came out raspy as he pulled Mingi closer to him again, his own hands slipping beneath the thin fabric of Mingi's shirt.
"I'm just doing my job?" Mingi grinned 'cluelessly', as if he didn't know how he was affecting his boyfriend while throwing his thigh over Yunho's lap, pressing more kisses and nips onto Yunho's neck. "The more touch, the quicker you heal." He protested softly.
Yunho felt his cock stir inside the briefs he was wearing, and pulled Mingi more against him, but grabbed his wrist, and helped him travel down while looking him in the eye. "At least help me out here then as well."
Mingi chuckled softly. Yunho didn't need to ask him that twice as he helped him push his boxers down, freeing his throbbing erection and wrapping his hand around him.
He leaned in, inhaling Yunho into a deep, sensual kiss while he jacked the other off, which in fact did also just help the other to relieve him from stress and pain both.
Their lips smacked softly onto each other, while Mingi's thumb digged into Yunho's tip, and swirled the precum around.
"Yunho," Mingi quite literally begged softly, his gaze half lidded but seductive as he made eye contact. "Can I please put it in? I prepped myself a little ago." He whispered, pressing a chaste kiss against his cheek in order to convince him.
"I don't think we should." Yunho murmured. His cock was throbbing inside Mingi's big hand, but he knew the singular hand job would also not fully satisfy his needs.
"Just the tip. I'll do it myself, don't worry."
"It's going to hurt for me, Ming-"
But the younger shook his head, cutting him off; "I'll make sure it doesn't." He had said with such confidence that it made Yunho question his hunger for dick.
Yunho rolled his eyes, but then allowed Mingi to roll over to strip himself of his pants, and kicked them off shamelessly.
Mingi straddled Yunho's lap, lifting his hips up to press his tip against his entrance, and felt Yunho hold onto his thighs.
The younger sighed out while sinking down Yunho's length, nearly taking it in all at once.
Definitely not just his tip, but all the way down, which was exactly what he liked and preferred.
This was the quickest way to heal, even though he wouldn't do this with any other people, no matter how injured.
He couldn't betray his own mortal loyalty, after all.
"Princess, you're killing me here." Yunho breathes out as he looked up to the other, his nipples hardened under the thin fabric of his shirt. One of Mingi's hands were resting on top Yunho's chest, the other holding Yunho's hip. He arched prettily when he steadied himself more on his knees so he could push himself up, and sink down Yunho's cock again.
Yunho's fingers digged into Mingi's thigh while the other rode Yunho's erection, his own cock uselessly bobbing around. He didn't even have to touch himself, Yunho's length was big enough to let it reach all the right spots.
He moaned beneath his lips, clenching temporarily each time he moved down on Yunho's pelvis.
"So pretty for me, princess." Yunho murmured, finally guiding Mingi by having one hand placed onto his hip, the other groping Mingi's butt.
Mingi's head fell back, sighing out Yunho's name once more as he felt himself get close to his orgasm. Way too quick, but it was just that good. He picked up pace, nearly slamming himself down each time he lifted his hips up while Yunho also moved his own, bucking up with each thrust.
"Yunho, please, I'm close," The younger pleaded, his cock throbbing and leaking precum from the amount of pleasure his boyfriend bought him simply by stimulating his prostate.
"You want to cum, baby?" Yunho asked, his brows furrowed as he concentrated on finding Mingi's prostate and nailing deeper against the bundle of nerves with each loving thrust.
Mingi could not even answer, the hand that hand been holding onto Yunho's hip moving to between his own legs. It was his left hand, so it was a struggle to jerk off like that. But he managed, wrapping his hand around his shaft and fucking his fist while he was a moaning mess with Yunho's cock deep inside his boyfriend.
"Good boy, let go for me." Yunho hissed between his teeth from pleasure. The pulsing heat in his lower stomach was getting more impulsive each stroke.
"𝘗-𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦..." Mingi's hips stuttered, his free hand finding Yunho's hair and tugging onto it, causing his boyfriend to moan loudly, and came undone inside Mingi, pushing yet another condomless load inside the younger. They had promised to not fuck without protection anymore, but the two liked it raw way too much to even do so.
Mingi had followed right after his boyfriend, his cock twitching before he shot over Yunho's tummy and one side of his chest.
Well, exactly where the gun wound was placed.
Or more like, used to be. At the place where Yunho had been shot, only a pinkish color of a scar was visible, covered with the drops of Mingi's cum mixed with his own precum.
"Just the tip, huh, Mingi?" Yunho said sarcastically, but the smug grin on his face told Mingi everything he needed to know that he in fact did excellent at making his boyfriend feel satisfied.
"Shut up, you should be glad you don't feel anymore pain, do you?" Mingi returned the smirk, his thumb swiping swiftly over whole the scar was. "Just a few more days and your body will be spotless again."
He lifted his hips with a grunt, and Yunho gasped as he watched his now flaccid cock slip out of Mingi's heat.
It didn't take longer before the creamy liquid started to drip out of Mingi's hole, while Mingi took place next to Yunho's body on top of the mattress. He arched his back on purpose when he 'stretched out, giving Yunho the full view of his boyfriend's cum leaking out of his entrance.
"You're really gonna have me lick the icing of your cake, princess?" Yunho murmured, manhandling Mingi over and forcing him to spread his legs more so he could finally lick away the cum that was leaking out of Mingi.
The two went for another round right after that, and once they actually had to report back to the captain that had been concerned about Yunho's condition, his scar was gone already.
None of them questioned why the healing process had been much faster then it would've been with any other members.
And it was better that way.