Chapter 4

Later that evening, Han sat in his room sketching. He twisted a little to get a better look at the sunset, his pen flying across the paper as he worked. Han stopped and looked at the result, he erased a little and redrawn it. He leaned closer to the window and suddenly felt a new scent in the air. Han inhaled it again while closing his eyes. It was absolutely wonderful and he wanted to smell it for the rest of his life, whatever that scent was.

- Damn\, someone said behind him and Han jumped.

Han turned around and saw Minho standing right behind him, wearing only a pair of shorts and Han now understood where the wonderful scent was coming from. He just stared at Minho, the lack of clothes and the wet hair. Minho had just gotten out of the shower and the scent was coming from his skin.

- Did you draw that?

Minho picked up the block and sat down opposite him at the other end of the bay window.

- It's not ready yet\, Han said and tried to take the block back\, but Mingo raised a finger and Han stopped himself.

- Submit\, Minho warned. I'm the dominant one between the two of us\, maybe not yours but you'll behave properly.

- It's not ready\, Han repeated and hugged his legs tightly to him.

Minho looked at him and grabbed his ankles.

- What are you doing..? Han began when Minho pulled his legs out so they were straight.

- You need to stop being in the fetal position\, there's nothing wrong with taking up some space. Every time you get stressed you curl up like a little ball.

- Excuse me\, Han replied. I'm getting nervous and… He tries to find the words.

- Self-preservation kicks in\, but now you're with me so you can relax. You don't need protection\, I won't hurt you. Not even in a funny way\, okay?

Han's chest tightened, he couldn't believe a guy like Minho treated him this way. He smiled cautiously and said:

- Okay.

- Good\, sit and look cute while I look through your notebook.

Han was about to protest, but Minho gave him a look and Han closed his mouth again.

- Do you usually sketch in pencil?

- Usually\, but also in pencil and I love drawing with charcoal. But don't do it too often because mom whines when I get charcoal on my clothes.

Why did I say something so childish and idiotic, Han thought.

- What's with all the wings?

- That's my stop word that Sara and I came up with. She joked and said that I'm an angel who came into her life and needed saving.

- Your pictures are very good. You draw like Boris Vallejo\, but with a slightly softer style.

- Do you know his art?

- It may not show\, but I'm a bit of a nerd inside and studied art history at university. But I never got a degree\, long story short. I have several different pieces of art in the different rooms. I know my art and you have talent. I love what you've done.

The picture Minho looked at depicts a boy with big gothic wings, one that reminds him a bit of Han.

- Thanks\, Sara said I should do something that calmed me down. For tonight.

Han took the pad again and got up to put it on the nightstand and sat on the bed.

- Are you nervous about tonight?

- A little.

Minho got up and started walking around the room and Han tried to keep his eyes on the edge of the bed, but it was very difficult when Minho was walking around the room almost completely naked. Minho had an insanely good-looking body and Han had a hard time not looking at it.

- You don't have to worry about tonight\, you just have to watch and do nothing.

Sara had invited some friends over that she used to go to BDSM clubs with, she wanted to show Han different things you could do.

- When was the last time you had sex? Minho asked as he sat on the bed.

Han looked away, an almost naked man in his bed, he didn't know what to do.

- Eh…

- You know why it's important to be aware of your sexual history\, right?

- What do you mean?

- Have unprotected sex. Without a condom.

- Is it safe?

- All the hotties in the club test themselves regularly\, including me.

- So… do you… you know\, do it without?

Minho moved and sat next to Han with his back to the headboard and Han could smell that scent again, Minho's soap. Han decided he had to find out what brand it was so he could smell it whenever he wanted.

- No\, I never do that.

- Why not?

Han looks at Minho curiously, he's heard guys at school complain about girls forcing them to use condoms.

- Hannie\, Minho begins. I've tried everything\, especially in sex and a lot of other things. That's why I kind of want to save something until I get into a serious relationship. Does that sound corny and romantic?

- A little corny\, but in a good way. So you've never…

- Injected inside someone? No\, it's probably because of my dad's flowers and bees talk when I was younger and he said if a girl gets pregnant she'll take half our fortune so always use condoms. Then he gave me a big pack.

Han and Minho sat on the bed for a while and talked, Minho told some stories from the club they were members of and suddenly there was a knock on the door and Sara came in.

- The guests have arrived now.

- Okay\, then maybe it's best if I go and put on a sweater anyway\, Minho laughs before getting up from the bed. See you down there\, Hannie.

Han can only nod and look for Minho as he walks past Sara and out of the room.

- Are you ready? Sara asks.

- Yes.

Han didn't know what to expect as they walked up to the third floor of Minho's house. When they stepped into the room, it was like entering a completely different world. Everything else in Minho's house was modern, minimalist, but this room could just as easily be from a castle from medieval Europe. There was a stone floor with oriental rugs and lit candles everywhere and a fire in a fireplace. In the middle of the room stood a huge iron bed with red satin sheets.

- Not a bad torture chamber\, right?

Han just nodded at what Sara said and let his eyes wander around the room. Along one of the walls hung whips of various kinds and along the far wall was a large cross nailed to it. His eyes got bigger the more he looked around the room. How was he going to survive this evening?

- Not to make you more nervous\, but Minho is going to be with you tonight and he's very fond of you.

- He's cool\, Han managed with blushing cheeks.

Oh my God, Minho should be there, that's even worse, but how? Han doesn't think he could handle seeing Minho with someone else, not that Han has the right to demand it. His heart probably wouldn't be able to handle it. Suddenly, voices were heard and Minho came in with a couple, a man and a woman. They greet Sara happily when they come in and turn around and also say hello to Han.

- So how is this going to work? the man asked.

- I thought we should show Han a few different things\, so he can more easily know what he might be interested in and what is a big no. We could start with a few different whips\, like a regular\, nine-tailed cat and maybe a rattan cane and show him how to make the gate tight.

- So from mild to hard\, the woman answered.

- Exactly\, should we get ready?

The couple nodded and they and Sara went to a corner of the room to get ready. Han remained standing in the middle of the floor and Minho came up to him.

- Are you ready for this?

- I think so\, Han answered.

- You shouldn’t feel obligated to participate\, but you should just look today and make a mental checklist of things you’d like to try.

- Okay. Are you… are you going to participate? Han asked nervously.

- No\, I’m just going to make sure you’re okay. So if you feel like you can’t take it anymore\, you tell me.

- Mmm.

Han sees the man stand by the bedposts and the woman put foot shackles around his ankles. Sara comes with a whip in her hand. She says something that Han doesn’t hear and then she flicks the whip across the man’s back. Han hears a groan and doesn’t know if it’s from the man or himself. Han feels Minho’s gaze on him, but he can’t tear his eyes from the man and the whip. After a few more whiplashes, the woman comes with the nine-tailed cat and takes over. Han feels his penis grow and he tries to put his hands over his crotch so that Minho doesn't see that he's hard. But everything is about to be ruined when Sara starts whipping the man with the cane and the man's moans almost make Han come. Han wishes he was the man, but that it wasn't Sara but Minho who was holding the cane. Han got images of him lying on his back in bed and Minho was on top of him and putting his fingers into his tight channel and massaging his tissue knot. Suddenly Han heard someone talking and he came back to reality. Han opened his eyes wide and stood up.

- I have to get out of here\, he blurted out before running towards his room.

Han finished the evening in the shower and tried to get his cock to calm down.

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