Twenty-seven (1/1)

A/N: You guys are so amazing.....i love your comments and some make be burst into laughter..thank you all for subscribing....and reading this story.   When Sungmin awoke his lower back stung. His first thought was that it was too early to be having another period cramp. His second thought was, What happened to my clothes?

The third thought, coming to him as his eyes popped wide awake, why, why was someone kissing my neck?“Fire,” he croaked with a hoarse pant. Sungmin painfully pulled up into a half sitting position in the dim fire light. Grabbing the blanket to his chest, he looked over at Kyuhyun. He way laying down next to him on the bed, grinning like a fool. Sungmin stared at him, his mind trying to focus on what was happening.“Lie down,” Kyuhyun urged him, his hands coming for his naked back. Sungmin’s skin instantly lit with memories as Kyuhyun ran his palms over the flesh of his back. Bumps rose over his skin, though he wasn’t anywhere near cold. Sungmin jumped, wiggling away from him. His eyes wide, he pulled the blanket with him as he slid off the bed and tried to stand on his feet. His legs shaking. When he turned around to face him, Kyuhyun was on the bed naked, wearing nothing but a confused frown and a very disturbingly ready arousal. “What are you doing?” Sungmin breathed hotly. His body twinged as he tried to move. His eyes traveled over Kyuhyun’s form, not trying to stare at the most predominate part of him vying for his attention.

“Sungmin?” Kyuhyun asked in confusion, sitting up. The full force of what they had done hit like a tone of bricks to the head. Sungmin gulped. His eyes went to a telltale stain on the bed where he had been sleeping. He shook his head.

Staring at the stain, he muttered in disbelief, “I was dreaming. That wasn’t real.”Kyuhyun smiled, he moved to sit, completely unembarrassed to have him look at him. Sungmin didn’t look. He turned his eyes away as he limped into the closet looking for clothes. “Sungmin,” Kyuhyun laughed. He was in too good of a mood. His body sung with released tension and he felt like he actually slept instead of tossing and turning all night. If Sungmin wasn’t too sore, his body was more than willing to try it again. “It’s all right, come back to bed.”Sungmin rushed as fast as he could out of the closet, shaking his head. His arms were laden with clothes as he hurried past Kyuhyun to the bedroom door, still sporting the bedcovers around his naked body. “Sungmin,” Kyuhyun said sternly, his good mood quickly leaving him in light of Sungmin’s outrage. To his surprise, Sungmin’s voice actually rose and when he answered him he was yelling. “We couldn’t of done this! I’m still mad at you! Oh, how could you do this to me?”“Sungmin,” Kyuhyun tried to reason. “You woke me up. You were kissing me.”Sungmin stopped, turning to glare at Kyuhyun. “I told you I was dreaming. If I had been awake I would have never kissed you. I don’t even like you right now! Why would I kiss you when I don’t like you?”Kyuhyun stood to follow him, moving behind him without bothering to dress. Sungmin quickened his pace, slipping on the covers as he tried to get away. “What are you even mad about?” Kyuhyun asked in exasperation, at a complete loss. His arms tossed into the air. “You lied to me about Chansung! You said it was no big deal,” Sungmin shouted. He turned, kicking the bedspread as he moved back to glare at him. Ignoring the pain in his lower regions. Kyuhyun was gloriously naked and Sungmin tried his best not to look at his handsome body. “You’re always so secretive about what you do. Oh, your so important Princely duties. Let’s not tell Sungmin about them, he obviously can’t be trusted!”Sungmin stormed into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. He dropped his clothes on the floor, whirling to lock the door. He was too late, Kyuhyun barged through. “I didn’t want to burden you with it.” Kyuhyun growled. “You didn’t have to lie about it. You said he was in an accident. I saw his wounds, Kyuhyun. What happened? He fell onto a knife about fifteen times?” Sungmin demanded, his eyes wide in disbelief. “I was trying to protect you! I know you hate being a Princess and I didn’t want you to be frightened by this.”“That isn’t your decision to make! I have every right to know if my life may possibly be in danger.”“I am your husband,” Kyuhyun announced, his face red with anger. All he wanted to do that morning was make love to his wife again and again and now he found himself in a full blown fight. “It is my job to decide what is best for you!”“What’s best for me?!” Sungmin howled with bitter laughter. “You just want to control me. You may talk sweet, Kyuhyun, but you’re just like my father. You just want to tell me what to do and where to go and who to be. Soon you’ll be telling me what I can and can’t eat! Well, I’ve had it with being controlled and I don’t need you or anyone else trying to protect me.”Kyuhyun swallowed, seeing the strange light that came to Sungmin’s eyes when he spoke. The dam he had feared for so long broke within him until he was raging mad. Kyuhyun couldn’t fight that kind of passion, not until he cooled, not until Sungmin came to reason.“Now get out!.” Sungmin screamed. “I’m going to take a bath and go check on Heechul to see if he’s up.”“Fine,” Kyuhyun growled. “Fine!” Kyuhyun slammed the door behind him. Sungmin locked it for good measure. Then, turning around, he dropped the covers and climbed angrily into the bath.

Kyuhyun was gone when Sungmin finally came out of the bathroom. With the help of a ha