🌶️ Spicy kissy scene 🌶️

The game was a wild one. Emily had never gone to a school game before. Emily had never had that many emotions run through her so fast. There was one hit Minho took that made Emily gasp and throw her hands over her mouth. Mama Lee also looked a little green. Minho hadn't gotten up right away and Emily's panic rose. Sonya was holding her hand tight, Bear had perked up and laid his head on Emily's lap whining, trying to get her attention.

The team's medical staff came out and did a quick assessment Emily could see him sit up and wave them off. He got up to a wild round of cheers and whoops. Emily sat tense and nervous the rest of the game. By the last two minutes the game was tied. The entire crowd was on their feet screaming and cheering.

Minho was being pressured, the other team tried a blitz. Minho broke from the pocket, spun around another player, and somehow managed to throw a long hail mary pass all the way down the field just as their defense slammed into him, taking him to the ground. Newt grabbed onto Emily's arm, his mouth wide in a silent scream. Emily slapped her hand over her mouth. The entire crowd inhaled as one, held their breath and watched the ball spiral down the field. Thomas reached out a hand, stretching as far as he could, his one hand fought the ball, pulling it close to his chest and dove. The referee threw his hands into the air, signaling a touchdown.

The crowd went wild. Screaming and jumping. A horn was being blasted somewhere. The rest of the team came steaming onto the field. The team screaming and throwing fists in the air. Newt had his arms wrapped around Emily, they were both cheering and yelling. Emily had never felt so relieved. Even watching Alby fight she never felt so much stress watching a sport.

Minho broke from the team and came sprinting over, same with Gally and Thomas. Something came over Emily, but she felt a wild surge of energy and giddiness, she ducked under the railing just as Minho reached her. He reached up and wrapped his huge strong arms around her hips and lifted her off. She held his sweaty face in her hands, laughing and whooping. He grined up at her, his eyes sparkling.

"Good luck kiss did the trick."

She leaned down and pressed her lips on his. Minho let go of her with one hand and raised his helmet into the air. She wrapped her legs around his waist, holding on tighter. The crowd behind went, if it was possible, more wild. Minho smirked against her lips. She held his sweaty face and laughed, their foreheads pressed together. The rest of the team came running and jumping, surrounding their Quarter Back. Thomas had pulled Newt off the bleachers and Gally had Sonya wrapped in his arms. The team celebrated around Emily and Minho, who were lost in their own world.

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Emily, Minho, Thomas, Newt, Sonya and Gally, Frypan, Jeff and Clint all sat around the Lee's table eating pizza. Bear was now off duty and acting like a regular dog, enjoying the belly rubs and attention from everyone.

"Thomas! That was some catch!" Emily smiled at her friend.

He blushed a bit and shrugged.

"He's so bloody modest." Newt rolled his eyes, "you can brag a wee bit, Love." He leaned over and kissed his cheek quickly before getting up and grabbing some more coke from the fridge.

"True! It was a sweet catch man!" Minho grinned.

"How's your head?" Emily turned to him and asked, "that was such an awful hit!"

"Seriously! I though she was going to drop from panic." Sonya laughed.

"It wasn't bad, just knocked the wind out of me."

"Are you sure?" Emily asked, worried again.

"Yeah, baby I'm fine!" He smiled at her. He reached over and gently tugged her closer. She got up and he pulled her into his lap, and wrapped his arms around her.

"You're never this worried when Alby fights!" Newt pointed out.

"That's cuz she's not snogging him, Noodles! She's worried about her boo!" Sonya rolled her eyes.

"Facts." Minho smiled.

Emily's face went red with a blush. Minho chuckled. And nuzzled his face into her hair.  Their group of friends stayed for a bit longer, laughing and going over the wild highlights, eating pizza and snacks. Mama Lee brought out all kinds of snacks and drinks. Papa Lee had brought Jorge back to the rehabilitation center. It was late when the house was quiet again.

"So? How was your first high school sports event?" Minho asked with a small smirk.

"I don't know how I can do it again. Sheesh! My heart couldn't take it!" Emily complained as she flopped onto his bed. Bear had stretched out on the floor by the door. Minho just chuckled at her.

"I'm sure I'll feel the same when you get into the ring."

"So we're even." Emily smiled up at him.

"Absolutely." Minho smirked as he leaned over her, his hands flat on the bed one on each side of her head.

"But no bumps or bruises?"

"No. Why?" He asked.

"Nothing for me to kiss better?" She asked. She felt her stomach back flip. She looked up at him with a mix of shyness and a little sly cockiness.

"Oh!" He raised his eyebrows, "well now that you mention it....a few places do kinda hurt." His voice dropped ever so slightly.

Emily just bit her bottom lip, trying hard not to lose that small little sliver of confidence. The way Minho was looking down at her made her stomach feel wild, excited and nervous all at once. His eyes flicked down to her mouth. He used his thumb to gently swipe her lip from her teeth.

"No biting your lip." His voice was now gravelly and slightly husky, "that's my job."

He leaned down and kissed her. This thumb trailed down to her chin, and then slowly his finger trailed down her throat to the hollow of throat and over to her shoulder. Emily had both her hands on his chest. He gently tugged her lip with his teeth. He let go and both their eyes fluttered open. There was a look in his eyes she hadn't seen before. She wasn't scared, but it made her kind of nervous.

"Min...Minho?" She asked hesitantly.

"Ya-" his voice was husky and hardly came out at all, he cleared his throat and tried again. "Yeah?"

"Are...are you okay?"

He nodded, "mmm hmm." Was all he could manage. His eyes flicked down to her mouth again.

"I just...I just really wanna kiss you."

She cocked her head a little, looking up at him, she was running her hands down his back. "What's stopping you then?"

His chest heaved a little when she slid her hands under the hem of his shirt. His body shuddered and he closed his eyes for a second.

"I...I don't wanna hurt you...or lose your trust!"

"Why...why would that happen?" Emily asked quietly, not fully understanding.

"If I start to kiss you now, I might not be able to stop." He whispered, he seemed to be having trouble breathing. She ran her fingers around to the front and up his abs to his chest.

"And that's bad?"

"I...I don't want to break...your trust."

"Would you stop if I asked you too?" She asked quietly.

He opened his eyes, they were dark and needy, she hadn't seen this look in his eyes, it seemed like he was struggling to breathe, his body was trembling the more she ran her fingers over his skin.

"Yes! I would stop!" He said without hesitation.

"Do you want me to stop?" Emily asked, unsure, and she pulled her hands out of his shirt.

He took a shuddering breath. His arms were starting to shack, he had been propping himself up over her for a while.

"No. Don't stop. You....make me feel alive, Em. I've never ever felt this before."

"Then...stop talking and come kiss me." Emily whispered. She felt wild butterflies in her stomach, and heat rising in her cheeks, but she held his gaze.

"Are you sure?" He rasped out, his dark eyes searched her face.

"You said you would stop if I asked."

"Ya....yeah I would."

"Then yes. I trust you Minho. More than anyone else in my life." She whispered, her big brown eyes wide and she confessed that. She brought her hands to his face, and ran them back into his hair.

"I love you Minho Lee. And I trust you with everything."

"Emily..." It was a whisper, a gentle quiet moan, almost a whimper, of her name. But it drove her crazy. It made her heart skip a beat and it made her want to melt into a puddle, it sent a wild shiver through her.

Minho lowered down and kissed her neck, it was slow and gentle, but there was a bit of a desperate need. Emily felt all his muscles tense. He left a string of kisses down her neck. She gasped and dug her fingers into his shoulders. She felt him frown just slightly, and she felt a weird flip in the pit of her stomach. Emily slid her hands back under the hem of his t shirt and ran her fingers up and down his back, causing goosebumps.

Minho slowly worked up to her jaw and then to her mouth. He found her mouth and he kissed her like her was drowning. Emily dug her fingers in, holding his shoulders. He slid his tongue into her mouth. He kissed her until her lungs were going to explode. He pulled away just enough to breathe. She cautiously pulled his shirt. He pulled further away.

"...Em...?"

"Yes....ya... I'm good...."

He sat up and grabbed the hem of his shirt and tugged it off, dropped it onto the floor and lowered himself down to kiss her again. Emily hummed as she felt his weight on her again. He kissed her hungrily. His tongue bagged to enter her mouth. She sighed into the kiss and he slid it into her mouth, she dug her fingers into his back when he did. One hand slid slowly down her side and slipped under the hem of her shirt. His warm callased hands made her skin tingle.

He gently ran his fingers over her skin. She felt a wild burning where his fingers touched and a wild explosion in her chest, that spread heat throughout her body. Her limbs were tingling, and her stomach was twisting in excitement and nervousness. She didn't think her heart could beat this fast, but it was. His hand was slowly going higher. Emily's mind was full of a wild fog, she couldn't focus on anything but Minho, where his hands left a hot burning trail and what his tongue and lips were doing. He broke their kiss to breath again, they were both wildly panting. He left kisses down her jaw to her neck again. He found a place just under her ear and she gasped and let out a small breathy moan.

His hand was quite high up her shirt now, his fingers brushed the fabric of her bra. He pulled away just enough to see her face. Emily had her eyes closed and her lips parted just a bit, as he ran his fingers again over her ribs and slightly over the lacy fabric of her bra she bit her lip and moaned slightly.

He pulled his hand out of her shirt and she whimpered slightly, but his thumb gently sweeping her lip from his teeth.

"That's my job." He quietly growled.

Emily's eyes fluttered open. Her eyes were slightly out of focus, and her chest was rising and falling rapidly. She placed both hands on his chest and gently pushed, he sat up slowly, and readjusted to sit down beside her. Emily sat up panting. But she just turned and wrapped her arms around her neck and pulled his head back to kiss him, just as hard. Minho groaned into the kiss, and Emily melted.

He firmly but gently pulled her back with him, so she was now laying on top. His hands found her bare skin and he gently moved her shirt up, so now her bare stomach was flat against his.

He slowly and cautiously pulled her shirt higher and higher, running his fingers over her skin. She kissed him harder to keep a small moan from escaping, which made him growl slightly. It was his turn for his hands to grip her hard, when she shifted and went from laying down to straddling his hips. By now her shirt was pulled mostly up. He pulled away, gasping.

"... Emmy...are.-"

"Ya."

She sat up. His dark eyes shot open and he sucked in a sharp breath when she did, but slowly relaxed. Emily nervously looked at him and tugged her shirt off. Suddenly feeling slightly self conscious. She could get into a boxing ring in a sports bra in front of a gym full of people. But in a closed room with just Minho, she felt nervous and shy.

"Wholly shuck." Minho whispered.

His eyes wide, they flicked all over the place. She was wearing the black lace bra Sonya helped her buy for her birthday. Her already flushed face heated up.

"Is...is that a wholly shuck good...or wholly shu-"

"Wholly shuck, Em, you're beautiful." He his were wide. His hands were holding her waist. His eyes taking in every detail. But they lingered on her face, he searched her eyes, which flicked down shyly. He reached up and tucked her hair behind her ear.

"I love you so shucken much!" He said quietly, his voice still deep and husky, it sent a wave of butterflies through her.

She gave him a shy smile. His hands slowly slid up and down her back. He was just watching her. She sat on his lap, gently running her fingers over his chest and stomach, making him breakout in goosebumps and the occasional shiver. She bit her lip again and a small smirk appeared in the corner of her mouth.

"Think that's funny?" He whispered as he shivered again.

"A little." She whispered back. Her fingers brushed even lower and his eyes went wide as he inhaled sharply.

"Don't start something you can't finish Fitz!"

Emily smiled again. But this time she leaned forwards and gently kissed his neck. Slowly kissing anywhere she could get. Working her way down to his chest. She left small warm kisses all over his chest.

"Oh...shuck!" He groaned as she kissed a little lower. His hands found her hair and dug his fingers into it. Emily slowly worked even lower, kissing his torso and abs.

"Em... Emily..!" His voice was a moan of pleasure and a whimper filled with begging desire for more. Emily almost moaned just hearing his voice. She glanced up. His eyes were clamped shut and his head pressed back into the bed, his lips were parted slightly and he was breathing hard. She slowly kissed back up his abs and chest to his mouth. He wrapped his arms around her and rolled.

They were now laying side by side. Emily wrapped a leg around his and pulled herself closer. His one hand burried in her hair and the other slid up and down her side.

"You'll....tell me...to stop?" He panted against her lips.

"Ya....but don't...." She whispered back.

His hand slowly crept up and moved to the front of her chest. Gently caressing the soft skin of her cleavage. Emily whimpered into their kiss when her did. He did it again as her body naturally pushed closer, arching her back, wanting more. He obliged her desire, gently running his fingers back and forth. Emily let out another whimper. Her fingers digging into his back. He broke their kiss again to gasp for air, she ran her hand down the side of his abs to his belt line. He sucked in a sharp breath, his hands froze. And when she slipped a few fingers to hook his jeans he shuddered and pulled away a bit.

"Em...we..we gotta stop." His voice was shaky and gravelly.

He removed his hands from her chest and took her wrists, bringing them up under his chin. He slid his hands to hold hers. He pulled away, but stayed with his forehead on hers.

"We...we gotta stop..." He was breathing really hard.

Emily didn't say anything, feeling slightly confused. She pull away so she could see his face. Her confused eyes searched his.

"I need to stop." He said, "I love you. And I'm not...I'm not gonna rush this!"

"But I thought -"

"Em... this is new to me too! And I don't want to mess this up. You...you mean too much to me!"

Emily stayed quiet, still trying to get her breathing back and her heart to settle. She couldn't meet his eyes, she felt self conscious now. Bear picked his head up with a small whine.

"Hey Em, look at me." Minho's voice was deep, quiet yet still firm. When she didn't, he let go of a hand and tilted her head get fly to look at him.

"I love you."

"Are...are you mad?" She asked, her voice catching.

"No! Absolutely not, baby! I just...I don't want to cross that line so soon. I don't want to throw all the trust you have in me out the window. I want to keep your trust and...I dunno..healthy boundaries?"

"Are ...are you sure? You're...you're not disappointed or something?"

"Yes I'm sure. And shuck no I ain't disappointed. I won't lie, I want to. Shuck, Em I wanna so bad ...but not yet."

Emily exhaled the breath she was holding.

"One day. Just.. this is new to both of us. I'm not just trying to...get some, Em I want all the things, your time and heart and mind...I want healthy boundaries an..." He whispered, placing a hand on her face and he rubbed his thumb along her cheek bone.

"Even if the others ha-"

"I didn't care about the others. Whoever the others are, they have no say in our relationship. It's you and me. That's it. Okay?" He was gentle but his voice was firm, still slightly out of breath, but his eyes were steady.

Emily searched his face, the embarrassment and self consciousness disappeared slowly. He pulled her into a hug and held her tight, both their wildly beating hearts slowed down. Eventually as Emily's eyes grew heavy, Minho gently picked her up, grabbed her shirt from the floor and called Bear. He carried her to her room and tucked her into bed. Bear hoped up onto the bed as bad lay down.

"I'm always across the hall if you need me." He whispered as her eyes slowly slid closed.

"Love you super star." Emily mumbled.

"Love you too Rocky."

He kissed her temple and left, quietly closing her door.

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Bear & Emily