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“Hey Joong, I’m talking to you, what the hell?” Wooyoung turned around on his seat, Seonghwa had a little smirk on his face as he leaned on Hongjoong’s head.
“Hongjoong asleep? How unexpected…” Wooyoung chuckled and returned to tease Yeosang instead, who was sitting next to him as he and San already had a fight and choose to sit separately.
Seonghwa gave Hongjoong a subtle kiss on his fading blueberry - now mint hair, he smelled of shampoo.
He was wearing Seonghwa’s pink fluffy sweater for the nth time, it suited him so well with his pastel hair color and his pink cheeks, Seonghwa wanted to eat him, eat his welcoming lips, that spoke so many naughty things to him from the day they met, and did even more naughty things to him by then…
Seonghwa felt happy and overwhelmed, he truly felt complete with Hongjoong by his side. His only wish was for them to be healthy and be together. Sleepy he closed his eyes and immediately joined his boyfriend to dreamland.
They both woke up by the noise around them, their friends had gathered above their heads and sang a very annoying song.
Hongjoong whined and Seonghwa covered his ears to the symphony of tragedy but no… the fellowship continued until the couple were totally awake and on their feet sendind around sleepy curses.
They have arrived to the beautiful resort by the sea.
All eight of them were quite an interesting group of friends, each one with a totally different sense of style. From a I don’t give a shit casual to a more formal you die.
Seonghwa was keeping it classy, dressed in elegant clothes that flattered his fine bodyline while Hongjoong was standing out for his bold choices - as always.
Now he wore his black beret and walked with his usual cocky attitude until the front desk, making Seonghwa fall over him again, recalling how spicy he was two months ago when he saw him doing the same thing at the mountain resort.
As they waited for their check in, in a controlled chaos of chattering and laughter- Seonghwa and Hongjoong were in their own world. Silently staring at each other’s eyes, re-living their stranded romance -this time by the ocean.
Hongjoong was reluctant about all the tantra thing in the beginning, but as he read further about it he was very excited to learn more and eventually put some of the new acquired knowledge, in practice.
They all were given their room cards and joyfully they walked until the elevator and from there to their rooms.
The only person who wasn’t sharing their enthusiasm was Mingi, as he would share a room with Yunho and he wasn’t sure how to handle the intimacy part yet.
Hongjoong and Seonghwa got inside their room and rolled upon their king size bed.
The first seminar was in a few hours so after they all settled in, they went for branch at the restaurant, the one with a spectacular view to the ocean.
Later on, they attended the first class.
Their teacher, a woman with seemingly no age, introduced them to the ancient path of Tantra using an easy language, easy enough for all to understand.
Seonghwa listened to her, focused in every word, Hongjoong next to him was also paying attention. He checked the others and as a captain of the team-well at least the one team- he felt proud that his kids watched with interest.
All except Wooyoung and San. But it was to be expected. Brat Wooyoung was happy to be on a trip again.
But there was a problem, when the class ended all students had more questions than when the class started.
“Man, I’m so confused, I thought this would be a spiritual sex seminar and what we got was two hours talk about blocked chakras, breathing and all kinds of ancient shit.”
“It was just an introduction Woo, give it time.” Yeosang scolded him.
“Gosh I’m so hungry, are you hungry Yunho?”
“Mings’ I’m always hungry.” Yunho chuckled. “My suitcase is full with snacks!”
“We have a saying between us…” it was San now “If you ‘re hungry make sure to check Yunho’s pockets.” He chuckled. “I bet that if I search his pockets, I will find something good.”
Yunho waved his hands and slightly blushed.
“No-not always, sometimes yes but not alw-“
“Come on, I know that if I put my hand here, I will find a choco bar.”
Before Yunho could react, San put his hand inside his side pockets, but he immediately regretted it.
“Well, not today it seems! Empty pocket for sure!” San raised both of his brows and returned his attention to Wooyoung.
What he touched, was a condom.
He continued talking casually. Both he and Yunho just ignoring the facts.
It was time for the buffet lunch and everyone was content as the restaurant had a wide range of choices.
Happy and full, everyone agreed when someone dropped the idea for a romantic walk next to the sea that turned out to be another chance for uncontrolled chaos.
Screams and teasings, but also a chance for collecting pretty shells- Yeosang gathered some and promised to make Jongho a necklace. Honey was dripping from their tongues and as you can imagine Wooyoung used it against them.
After their beach break it was time for the next class, taking place to a different venue.
The big room was decorated beautifully, with what one would expect for such a seminar.
Bright colored fabrics hanging from the ceiling, colorful flower wreaths, incense everywhere, meditative music playing in the background and a small stage, slightly raised from the floor with a woman and a man in lotus positions.
Very soon another man entered the scene, he was dressed in a gorgeous turquoise Sherwani* beautifully embroidered with a white silk churidar pyjama* underneath, he was barefoot like all of them, lacking the socks though. Hongjoong noticed silver jewelry around his ankles, making little bell sounds as he moved.
He stood there with a subtle, kind smile on his incredible plump lips.
With black delicate eyes he looked at his limited audience that was watching him with awe.
The organizers made sure to keep the classes short in numbers, so it was like ten pairs of people.
He brought his hands before his chest and made a subtle bow with his head.
“Namaste ladies and gentlemen, my name is Taemin and I will be your guide to Tantra tonight.”
He talked with French accent, it was surprising and sexy to hear Korean in that way.
“I will kindly ask you not to clap in any part of the lesson, noise will disconnect me from you, will disconnect you from your partner. Now I will wander among you, maybe stare a little at you, get to know your faces, I will be kind, don’t take it personal, alright?”
A brief laugh from the audience, you could spot Wooyoung’s giggle clearly.
Taemin kept his promise and walked slowly around the couples, he was ethereal, frankly he looked like a being that reached enlightenment and happened to pass by, to check the humans out and have a little fun with them.
Maybe that’s what he did after all.
“I understand that guru Amshara ruined the Tantra image most of you had in your minds, with the introduction she did. Right?”
He pointed at Jongho.
“Uhm…No actually…”
“No? Are you sure my friend?”
“I’ve read before that Tantra is not just sex so I wasn’t disappointed.”
Yeosang looked at Jongho very satisfied. Jongho felt he was the coolest man ever.
“Tantra is about everything, the Universe and you, it’s about sex too, since you are a part of everything. But clearly Tantra is a spiritual path, is also about discipline, extreme discipline with yourself.”
Taemin accidentally looked at Hongjoong, he thanked Jongho and went close to him making him gulp.
Shit, why me from all people?
“My friend, be honest with me and answer to me without thinking, when you hear the word discipline, what’s the first thing that comes in your mind?”
“Dominance.” Hongjoong couldn’t hold his tongue.
A muffled chuckle came from Wooyoung making Taemin smirk.
“Thank you for your honesty.” He turned to all of them now “We connect everything with sex in one way or the other. If you search Tantra in the internet first searches that will come up will be Tantric sex and how to have sex for hours - but that’s not it. I’m sorry for disappointing you. Yoga and Tantra are close, they are linked to each other like a hand with a glove. But I won’t ruin it for you further tonight, I am here to talk about that small fragment of Tantra that concerns sex or as I would rather say: making love.”
He watched the smiles spreading all around.
“Ah, I’ve just made some of you quite happy, with no effort at all.”
Again, Wooyoung couldn’t keep his laughter in for his life.
“Let me introduce you to our Shakti and Shiva for the night.” He went close to the couple and he bowed to them as they kindly did to him.
“They will show you how to control your breath and how to circulate your life force and share it with your partner. Now if you please, talk with your partner and decide who will be Shiva: the giving aspect and Shakti: the receiving aspect of the act. Genders do not apply, take your time but do so quietly. When you decide the base - Shiva - please sit in this position on the pillow, the Yab-Yum position.”
The Shiva on the stage showed them how.
“And Shakti put your legs on Shiva like this.”
Shakti showed them.
“And when you are all ready, we will begin.
The first to get into positions were Yeosang and Jongho, Shakti and Shiva respectfully.
“Can I be your Shiva tonight?” Seonghwa asked Hongjoong and he couldn’t say no to him, so they assumed into places.
Yeosang noticed and stared at Wooyoung who wasn’t far away.
“See? I told yaaa.” He pointed his index to his head making Wooyoung raise his brow in question, but since he was having an argument about this Shakti - Shiva thing with San he didn’t say anything further.
Another couple that had trouble with positioning was Mingi and Yunho.
“I would like to clear up something here, the positioning could be different than the one you would use in your intimate moments. When we are referring to Shiva and Shakti, we are not referring to genders, these are energies. Please keep your mind open and don’t confuse yourself further. We have plenty of time for that later.”
Wooyoung giggling and finally adjusting San on top of him. He frankly didn’t care what the teacher said, having San as Shakti in public was a win for his ego.
Wooyoung had a long way to go until enlightenment.
“Uhm what do you want to be?” Yunho was trying to be kind and considerate, he knew that Mingi was inexperienced and he didn’t want to pressure him in any way or make him uncomfortable.
“I-I… Can I be the base? Do you mind?”
“No, I don’t mind at all.” Yunho gave him a sweet smile and waited for him to adjust on the pillow, then he put his long legs on his thighs making him blush all over.
Taemin asked them if they were ready, when it was confirmed, he explained the next step.
“You can choose to remain in that position or Shakti to sit on Shiva’s lap. In any case Shiva must hug Shakti from the waist and Shakti must wrap her arms around Shiva’s shoulders. You can lean cheek to cheek or instead your foreheads may touch, this way you will align your chakras and you will allow your energy to move upward the spine. Get in your positions.”
Some effort and adjustment, including giggles and chuckles and everyone in the room was settled.
“Now you will start using the breath technique you learned earlier and you will start moving your bodies, slowly. The base partner will gather their energy and give it to Shakti, in a continuing flow, Shakti will receive and spread this energy to light up every cell, open up every chakra.”
“So, this is a very expensive grinding lesson?” Wooyoung whispered to San.
“Can you please concentrate and align with me?” San asked of him.
Seonghwa and Hongjoong remained focused and horny as hell but they aligned their bodies, touched their foreheads, used the breathing and Seonghwa started to move his pelvis slowly.
Hongjoong didn’t know how the hell he would contain himself from fucking him in front of everybody but he tried, the poor man he tried. He tried to use his iron will as a dom and keep the urge down.
“The meaning of this is to exchange energies, you can go slow or go faster but the point is to circulate the energy, it is highly possible to achieve an orgasm this way but that is not the aim here, the point is to connect with your partner in a spiritual and physical level and achieve the Sacred Union with no actual penetration. If you feel everything is too much you can slow down or stop moving.”
Hongjoong had to change the plan again.
Oh for fucks sake.
He was blocking the energies with his iron will and Seonghwa was giving such a good energy all over, he had to accept it and nurture every of his cells with it.
“Use my force baby…” Seonghwa whispered to him and they giggled.
“I can see that the base partners are doing a good job, Shakti open up and receive, let it in and open up the chakras, up to the third eye between your brows. If you need to talk to each other, you can. If you want to kiss, kiss but keep it respectful, your bodies are your temples and here is a holy space. This is a Sacred Union.”
“My Shakti…I love you…”
Seonghwa whispered, he was so happy he got to be Shiva.
“I’m aligning myself to you, I’m giving you my all.”
It may have sounded silly in the beginning but Hongjoong realized that they chose to be there and they chose to be a part of something they had very little understanding of.
He had to respect it and learn from it.
And what Hongjoong did best in his life was to learn, he was a good student.
But he still got his humor.
“My Shiva…give it to me, I need more.” He bit himself not to laugh, he noticed that Seonghwa bit himself too.
They had a long way to go.
But they kept trying.
“Try to be present in this. Focus on the now. Focus on the flow of energies, give and receive.” Taemin, always their guiding voice.
“Sannie… can you feel my energy?”
“I’m feeling something but I doubt it’s your energy Woo…” San smirked.
“I’m sending my energy in waves baby…take them in… mmm…”
“This is the craziest shit we’ve done so far…can’t believe Jongho talk me into this…”
“Focus and receive Shakti…focus…”
“Remember to use the breathing technique. Remember that this is a Sacred Union.”
Yeosang and Jongho had found their rhythm and grinded happily together cheek to cheek.
They seemed to have reached Nirvana already.
Wooyoung and Sannie looked at them with envy.
Mingi was holding back. He was moving but there was no energy flow whatsoever.
And no dynamic at all between them.
Yunho was patiently waiting to receive something but apparently Mingi couldn’t give him any.
He decided to act, he held his hand high so the teacher would see him.
Taemin went there.
“How can I help you?”
“I wonder - teacher - can we switch positions?”
“Of course, you can.”
Yunho thanked him and he kindly asked Mingi to switch.
Mingi wanted to protest but Yunho was absolute, he didn’t even wait, he just manhandled him on his lap, held him tight, waited for Mingi to hold him back and started moving slowly.
After some minutes there was definitely some energy flowing between them.
“Can you feel anything Mingi?”
“I think so…it’s definitely better than before…”
“Focus on this, try to receive what I’m giving you.”
“I-I will…”
He was receiving it just fine and pretty soon Mingi relaxed his body and felt comfortable in their embrace.
The most gossiping pair noticed it.
“Oh, they’re getting somewhere now…”
“Are we getting somewhere Wooyo? Can you please focus on us?”
“I am baby…You will need new sweatpants after all this rutting.”
Seonghwa and Hongjoong had also found a rhythm, much different to the one that Jongho and Yeosang’s had.
But it was their own.
They had stopped talking for a while now as they were focused in the feeling.
Seonghwa didn’t have a clue if what they were doing was actually working, but having Hongjoong being so hot on him and breathing the way he did, was enough to keep him satisfied for days.
The whole thing sent him back two months ago when it all began.
When they would crave for each other to the point of madness.
Resisting to kiss, resisting to succumb to their desires.
It was unforgettable. All the want, all the need they had for one another.
It had to be karmic.
Now Seonghwa felt the same need that he felt back then.
A painful need that made his insides burn and eat him alive, feeding every vein in his body with fire.
He was lovesick for Hongjoong and his ache for him was the thing that fueled everything.
He tried to pass all this raw energy to his lover, he wasn’t sure it worked.
But he kept giving it to him, all of it, the passion, the life force that their teacher talked about.
He opened his eyes and checked at Hongjoong.
He was looking back at him. But he seemed a little out of this world.
He didn’t say anything he just held him closer and Seonghwa felt his heart missing a beat.
“Oh Shiva I can feel your love.” He whispered, it was honest, his voice didn’t hold mockery.
Hongjoong meant it and he wrapped his arms tighter around him.
Seonghwa felt the warmth.
“My Shakti, I can feel your love as well. Look at me.”
Gazes locked together, they moved sensually in perfect harmony.
They didn’t share another word but they didn’t have to.
And after a while Seonghwa saw Hongjoong’s eyes rolling back, he saw him biting his lips, his fingers digging into his skin.
“Stay still.” As if Hongjoong commanded him, Seonghwa remained there.
He saw him tilting his head back, as subtle as he could, as silent as he could not to draw attention.
A silent groan left his throat.
Seonghwa was entranced.
He felt Hongjoong’s body contract.
His face blissed out.
Seonghwa watched him slowly returning to his senses their foreheads touched again.
He was breathing irregularly.
“Hwa… I just had a dry orgasm.”
Seonghwa looked at him and without further thought he kissed him, smoothly as if he was afraid that he would break him.
“Baby…” he squeezed him inside his arms and Hongjoong giggled.
He relaxed on him and followed his body rhythm slowly.
Thing was that his arousal was still present since there was no ejaculation.
Hongjoong was very impressed with his body and overly excited.
He wanted to open his mouth and whisper unspeakable things to Seonghwa but he held back.
Taemin gave them instructions how to relax and return into a yoga position.
“Now we will proceed in our next lesson, tantric massage on the Yoni-Vagina and the Lingam-Penis. As Shiva and Shakti are divine lovers, dedicated to the Sacred Union they worship the Yoni and the Lingam. There are certain practices to show your worship to them. Now…”
He turned around “Behind the stage you will find artificial Lingam and Yoni that you will practice the massage on. So, I kindly ask you to come -two couples at a time and pick whichever you want.”
The audience was excited with the surprise. Orderly they all went to get treated.
Wooyoung took both after he asked Taemin if it was okay.
Yunho also took both, for his own reasons, the rest of the fellowship just stayed with the Lingam.
The presentation started with the Sacred Yoni, Taemin thoroughly explained everything, and everyone- no matter of their pick- watched with interest.
I mean how could you escape the animal magnetism of a gorgeous Korean man talking with French accent explaining how to please a vagina? Or later a lingam?
Both Wooyoung and San played around with the silicone Yoni and been taught things they had no clue about. So inevitably Wooyoung put the female escort idea back on the table so they could try the new tricks they learned.
Sannie simply eyed him and breathed deeply, trying not to desecrate the sacred place with curses.
Yunho used Taemin’s teachings in action being silently watched by Mingi who was too flustered to even look at the fake Yoni and Yunho’s long fingers.
He averted his gaze on the Lingam he had in front of him and sighed.
Maybe this trip was too much for him to handle.
The Lingam turn came and both Hongjoong and Seonghwa got their hands on their dildos.
Taemin once again explained and performed the ritual of the massage.
He was quite a sight to watch.
Hongjoong put his hand on Seonghwa’s dildo and massage it.
“Do it like that baby, like that.” he chuckled and Seonghwa tried not to burst into laughter.
Returning the favor, he started stroking Hongjoong’s dildo.
“Worship me like this Joongie.” he showed him how, and even if Hongjoong was amused, he wanted to grab him and take him to their room and keep him there for the rest of the days.
Taemin decided ,since they all were such good students to give them an extra: foot massage on both Yoni and Lingam.
Yunho appreciated that one so much.
He watched almost salivating making Mingi a little concerned.
Right before the end of the class Taemin offered each student a small chocolate treat.
“Close your eyes and let it melt in your mouth. You may kiss your partner if you like. Do it slowly, as slow as the chocolate melts.”
“Damn, we got treated well today!” Seonghwa cheered and sealed his lips with his boy’s. They both wanted desperately to perform a ritual.
Taemin closed the lesson with a five minute Yoga set for relaxation.
Then he bid them goodnight.
Everyone left from the seminar with a happy face, some of them left suspiciously fast just like Hongjoong and Seonghwa, whom almost evaporated.
They had very little time in their hands because of the planned dinner, so they took a shower together and Hongjoong gave an oral massage to Seonghwa that made him quote: “This is what we call …Lingam worship.”
They went to the restaurant looking something more than impeccable in their expensive suits, tie and bow respectfully and shiny black shoes.
They both stared at each other all the way there, getting horny just in the thought of what would happen after the dinner back in their room.
They appeared the moment Wooyoung and Yeosang arrived -without their partners.
“Holy fuck Seonghwa do you ever have a day that you don’t look like a god or something?” Wooyoung clicked his tongue. “Cockjoong you lucky bastard.”
Hongjoong wasn’t bothered - at all.
He knew, and loved how handsome his boyfriend was.
He sneaked his hands inside his pocket and smiled cockily at Wooyoung, unaware that his joy wouldn’t last long.
“I’ll be damned…from all the people I would expect to see, you were the last on the list… Hongjoong?”
Hongjoong tried to recognize the voice but he couldn’t - he was so bad at this - so he turned around, casually, with his hands still inside his pockets and his brow raised.
He saw a much older man standing there next to their teacher, Taemin.
The man was at his height in a suit, he had a scar on his cheek.
Holy fuck! How could it be?
“G Dragon?”
The man smiled “So long no see!” then he hugged him.