Time for more MOO!! We are back with Yungi!

Warnings for two smut scenes including welcomed somnophilia (second scene) and as usual, male lactation and cow shenanigans

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Today was the last day. 

Yunho's bags were packed. His wardrobe cleared out and his walls barren of decorations. He had lugged anything he wouldn't need back to his parents' house and only his enormous suitcase remained in his unrecognisable flat. 

Since he would depart early in the morning to catch his flight, he promised his landlady to leave her the key inside her mailbox.

Tomorrow, he would finally see Mingi again. His lovely, lovely cow hybrid living in the Swiss Alps. 

Yunho had been out of his mind with excitement these past two weeks. He finally received the green light for his ongoing home office project since he first met Mingi. This was a test run. Six months in the breathtaking landscape of Mingi's home. Though he had to work twice as hard to prove himself worthy of going fully remote, Yunho was ecstatic. 

He already told Mingi, and the last few weeks passed in a rush of yearning. At the same time, these minutes were the longest Yunho ever felt.

Even now, he couldn't calm down. He checked his flight ticket a million times, and it still promised to bring him to Zurich. In less than 24 hours, Mingi would pick him up at the airport and they could finally hug again. 

Gods, Yunho missed him so much.

Restless now that the reunion was so close, Yunho rolled around to pick up his phone. His mattress felt foreign in the yawningly empty space around him. Jongho promised to help him take care of it in the morning. 

The messenger app hadn't been closed all day, resting with a bright screen near Yunho at all times. Ignoring Jongho and another coworker, Yunho tapped on Mingi's profile picture. The cow hybrid peered at the camera with a cheeky grin and the flick of his pierced ear in front of a lush meadow. The twinkle in his eye was playful and the white frills filling out the edge of his shoulder matched his soft fur.

Yunho lost count of the hours he spent staring at this picture. They had been in their long-distance relationship for over a year now, and he never stopped to marvel at his luck.

Kissing the picture before him, Yunho snickered to himself when it tapped away from the touch and opened the chat.

"Soon, my love," Yunho sighed. He wanted to hear Mingi's voice.

They already did two video calls today and while there were never enough video calls with Mingi, he told Yunho he had to rest his voice for the evening so he could do his work in the morning. Though he pouted, Yunho gave in. Starting tomorrow, he could see Mingi all day.

Instead of bothering him more, Yunho typed, so Mingi could respond at his pace.

What are you doing?

The message was read in a heartbeat. Yunho bit his lip to fight his smile.

Watering my plants so they look pretty for you tomorrow.

Originally, Yunho planned to be chivalrous and get his own flat in Lauterbrunnen. Mingi was the one who offered to live with him for the time being. His flat had an extra room he used as an office and he cleared it out to make it Yunho's paradise to live and work in. Which meant they could see each other all the time.

Yunho was so chuffed. And so incredibly flattered that Mingi adored him just as much. When he imagined the cow hybrid bustling around his home to clean up for Yunho and think about what he might need, Yunho just wanted to yell into his pillow.

Would Mingi dress prettily for him? Would he cook dinner despite his limited skills? Yunho was ready for everything. 

How are your boobs?

Rude to ask a person about their boobs like that. 

Yunho chuckled into his palm. He knew exactly how the shine in Mingi's eyes jested with him.

His darling cow complained about chest pains about a week back. At first, Yunho took it as a sexy joke, meant to tempt him even more while he prayed for time to pass faster. 

But Mingi's pain was real and uncomfortable. He lamented about sensitive nipples that felt chafed even in his softest bralettes and a pressure that made it hard for him to sleep on his stomach. After two days of misery, he went to the doctor with a very concerned Yunho bombarding his phone with messages. 

They learned very shamefully that Yunho was the reason for Mingi's overproduction in milk. His chest was tender because of the anticipation that swayed his hormonal balance. Though the doctor explained with absolute patience that such changes were normal for many hybrids with an ongoing sex life, Mingi had been shy about the whole topic. Nothing like that ever happened to him. Despite his human male gender, Mingi was a milk cow, after all. And though he cursed his body, Yunho was about to cream his pants when he heard the whiny complaints about Mingi's body changing, since it yearned for Yunho. 

While Yunho drooled at the thought of them, so soft and full of delicious milk for him, Mingi typed out another message. Yunho bugged him until he got updates on the topic, even when the cow wanted to punish him with silence.

Feeling better. Still missing your touch.

Yunho gulped bravely. It was late, but he was too wired to sleep. Might as well tease his cutie a bit more.

Show me.

His demand was met with little enthusiasm. The silence on Mingi's end conveyed his disbelief at Yunho's train of thought.

How could he help it? Yunho still felt like a bumbling fool by the side of someone far out of his league, but he couldn't not desire his delicious boyfriend.

Why?

Yunho never typed so fast. 

Need to confirm you aren't lying to assure me.

Another pause on Mingi's end. But humiliated as he was about the topic, Yunho insisted he had a right to know and to take responsibility. He had seen Mingi blush through their calls when they talked about it before. He enjoyed Yunho's depraved obsession with his chest.

The break went on for just long enough that Yunho thought Mingi might have moved on and done his laundry, then an image popped up. It was the point of view from Mingi's face down into the heart-shaped top of his blouse. He had tugged his lacey bandeau away as well and granted insight to the goodness.

Yunho's hand flew down to cup his angry twitch over his pants. He groaned at the picture, at Mingi's cute outfit and the swell of his chest. His nipples were a darker pink than usual, looking angry and swollen. Yunho wanted to bite them so badly.

"Fuck," Yunho gritted out between his teeth. Mingi mentioned tenderness and hypersensitivity. How difficult it was to milk them himself. 

Soon, Yunho could finally help him. Could bathe in the delicious taste of his lover.

Have fun while I take a shower, Mingi texted, and Yunho cursed himself for not asking for pics of that instead. He stared at his newest treasure, enraptured, and palmed himself over his pants until he ruined his underwear to the imagination of his mouth on that chest. 

Yunho was trying to save himself for their reunion, but it was just so hard since they missed each other so much. All the things he wanted to do to that chest...

After Mingi returned, Yunho also got ready for bed. They texted until late into the night when they were long supposed to sleep and Yunho dozed off with his phone in his hand. 

His door bell startled him awake much sooner than he anticipated. He slept through his alarm. When he stumbled to the door, Jongho stood outside, shoulders drawn against the nasty winds of a rainy London. With one look at Yunho's face, he knew.

"Guess you can sleep on the plane," he snickered, while Yunho stumbled back inside behind him. 

Finally, it was the day. 

His excitement quickly fuelled him with energy. Jongho brought some sweet rolls from the bakery and they munched away while Jongho rolled up his sleeves to unveil the tattoos raking up his skin.

He got the worst brunt of Yunho's babbling about Mingi in the past weeks and, once more, Yunho was glad to have him as his friend. 

After squeezing the mattress into Jongho's car, they were ready to depart. They shared a brotherly hug on the sidewalk and Jongho grinned his gummy smile to wish Yunho success with his trip.

"I'll visit soon to make sure you settled in," he promised, and Yunho rolled his eyes.

"I know someone who will be chuffed to see you."

Jongho winked at him before he drove off, and Yunho made his way to the airport.

He did doze a bit on his flight, but only since he had no Wi-Fi, so he couldn't talk to Mingi. When he woke shortly before landing, he was too anxious to stay in his seat to he paced the aisle until the command to buckle up came.

It was January, so the Alps greeted the plane with their majestic white tips that speared into the skies. Yunho snapped a hasty picture before he hustled out of his gate and checked his wristwatch every five seconds until his luggage arrived. 

When he was finally out and whipped out his phone to find Mingi - not even sure anymore if he told him which gate he would arrive at - a weight already barrelled into him. Disoriented and stuck in his coat, he wrapped an arm around the familiar figure. A moment later, small horns popped up in his field of view and soft furry ears flicked from a head of pink hair. 

Euphoria made Yunho's insides flutter at his sight, and he tugged Mingi in the tightest hug he could offer. Confessing the hammering of his heart to their reunion.

Mingi's chuckle against his neck was throaty and fond. A hot tongue lapped at Yunho's neck, gathering up the taste of his journey.

"Cute specks," he purred before he smoothed his hands over Yunho's shoulders and lapel, taking in the chequered suit he wore for him today.

Breathless whenever he realised yet once more that Mingi was a living, breathing creature, Yunho did the same back to him, melting away at the soft white cape and the pompoms attached to it that dangled down the front. Mingi wore furry white snow boots and thick white tights under a pink skirt. Did he never get too cold for that look?

Not that Yunho complained.

"Cute everything," he flirted back, caressing Mingi's ear and the heart-shaped pink spot on it.

Yunho was about to take Mingi's hand to get out of the way of other arriving guests, when Mingi remembered something and fumbled for the bag dangling from his shoulder. He plucked out a bouquet of lollipops tucked to the side. They were neatly arranged with paper and a bow and Mingi presented the sugary delight to Yunho.

"I wanted to bring you flowers to welcome your long stay, but... winter. So I hope you take this humble offering instead," he grinned and Yunho didn't plan to propose yet, but damn it, he should have bought a ring.

"I want to kiss you so bad," he brought out instead, making Mingi snicker when the bouquet was almost crushed in another hug.

"At least wait until we are outside."

Not wasting time, Yunho snatched his luggage and Mingi's hand and speed-walked them out of the path of other travellers. Giggling, Mingi hurried along, holding onto the lollipops he prepared. A rush of cold air hit them as soon as they made it outside, and Yunho didn't hesitate. He tugged them to the side of the entrance and left his luggage to figure itself out as his hands came up to grasp Mingi's face.

The cow sweetly met him in the middle and his ears twitched when they kissed after long months of missing each other. Mingi was warm through the chilly wind in snow-covered Zurich and his lips tasted of strawberries when Yunho kissed them. 

He wanted to share his entire affection, wanted to pull Mingi close and whisper into his ear what they could do once they got home, but he behaved in their public setting. Only caressed Mingi's horns and went in for a second kiss, maybe a third. Mingi giggled when he surged in to make it four, not satisfied with the lack of depth, so Yunho pulled back to fix his glasses. His cheeks were pink from the cold and from Mingi's amusement.

"Sorry. I missed you a lot."

"Don't apologise. The same goes for me," Mingi purred as he tugged Yunho along to get to the train tracks. Mingi didn't drive a car because he cared about the environment and Yunho promised to use public transport or a bike while he was here. They hopped onto the train together and sat side by side. Enamoured, Yunho stared at their intertwined fingers between their laps. 

"You have a tan from summer," he noted, ever so pale from the British clouds. But Mingi peered at his hand, specked at the back with a cow spot. The pink skin stood out more against the healthy gold of the rest. Awed to be with him and to get to touch him, Yunho caressed his thumb over the back of Mingi's hand while the landscape flew past and they talked.

In London, mixed couples were nothing out of the ordinary. People would see them on the street all the time, sharing their love unabashedly.

It was different in the remote towns of Switzerland. Yunho knew they were getting looks, but he didn't let it get to him. As long as Mingi was happy, Yunho stuck to his side.

"I went swimming often with Seonghwa and San. Yeosang mentioned how he likes to go swimming at some nearby thermal baths and relocated his work, so San also started a job there. We get a friend discount."

Yunho got frequent updates about Wooyoung from Jongho after they had become an item. Here and there, Mingi mentioned the rest of the troupe and Yunho was amused to hear San was the same as always. 

But meeting them could come later.

"I need to see you in your swimwear as soon as possible. What are the plans for tonight?" He asked and Mingi leaned his head into Yunho's shoulder, fluttering his dreamy long lashes. 

"Unfortunately, you are already booked for the next week, but maybe the one after?"

A nervous gulp bobbed in Yunho's throat. He also prepared a few surprises, but he was dying to know what Mingi wanted to do.

"Absolutely. We can meet the others at the thermal baths as long as they have some private corners," Yunho suggested, adjusting his glasses against the heat on his cheeks.

"Pervert," Mingi snickered at him, rubbing soft ears against Yunho's shoulder. He kept pouting when he couldn't lick Yunho because of his scarf, and insanity brimmed under Yunho's skin. Though he had Mingi with him, this train ride seemed excruciatingly long.

"How are the others doing? If San still pines for Yeosang?"

"They are officially dating now. Yeosang is taking it slow to make sure San is genuine. The worship just never ended," Mingi snickered, fond of his chaotic friends. Yunho also missed the bunch. He hoped to have time to hang out with them outside of his work. Maybe get a tattoo from Wooyoung or Hongjoong...

No, could he even bear to be apart from Mingi for long enough? Yunho wanted to hover near him whenever he wasn't busy.

Looking out into the snowed-in alps and their aweing height, Yunho posed his next question all conversational.

"And how is your chest today?"

Dull horns nudged into his shoulder without malice. Mingi had been hugging his arm to press it into his chest, rubbing subtly to alleviate his pain.

"Hurts," he sighed, trying not to look odd to the other people on the train. "I can't wait to get your hands on me to make the pain go away."

Yunho masked his furious blush with a hand over his lips and a disinterested look out of the window. Mingi snickered at him when he subtly pulled his bag over his lap, just to be sure. 

One day, Mingi might be the death of him, but Yunho would go out blessed. 

They made it to Lauterbrunnen somehow, with some bare bits of their sanity still intact. Mingi took Yunho's hand naturally when they walked down the road and greeted the people strolling through the snow with cute grins. The sight of their lovely cow warmed even the most freezing person with joy. 

Mingi lived up on the hill, about 15 minutes of walk from the studio. While he dug out his keys from his heart-shaped white purse, Yunho stood with his hand on his waist and breathed in the crisp mountain air.

"The upper story is all mine, and the lady who lives below is old but very sweet. I already told her my boyfriend is coming over, so just say hi if you see her," Mingi recounted, as he unlocked the door and held it for Yunho. Though he wanted to slam Mingi right into a wall and kiss him senseless, Yunho held back for the heart of this nice old landlady. 

They lugged his stuff upstairs and Mingi unlocked yet another door. This one was white and framed with lovely wooden carvings. When they stumbled inside, warm air greeted them, filled with the sweet scent of baked goods and strawberries. Yunho peered around fleetingly while he took off his scarf. Mingi had some plants to decorate his bright living space, and the items assorted around his white shelves matched in pinks and yellows. He liked to collect plushies and put up artwork of his tattoo designs, keeping his area lovely and bright. 

It was like a castle for a lovely princess. 

"The bathroom and the kitchen are to the right, then in order it's my room, living room, your room to the left. We do the laundry in the basement, and-"

Yunho interrupted Mingi, catching his face with another kiss. This one was finally deep enough to convey how much he missed his lovely cow. Mingi let his foot sink, giving up trying to get out of his shoes to wrap his arms around Yunho's neck instead. His chuckle dulled in the eager embrace of their bodies.

Their lips opened to sigh their joy into each other's mouths. Yunho skimmed his tongue over Mingi's teeth, breathing in his sweet vanilla scent. When he squeezed Mingi close, his body craved his lover so much. 

It was difficult to hold back. To just kiss Mingi and not let his hands roam. But Yunho was starving and as delicious as his cow smelled, he needed proper food.

So he pulled away when Mingi started squirming against the stifling heat of his stomach. When he took in his ruffled hair and swollen lips, Yunho ducked in again, gently leaning Mingi against the wall of his entrance to kiss him again.

They pulled away when the first rush of yearning subsided and Yunho helped Mingi out of his shoes while the cow undid his cape. He showed Yunho the closet to hang his jacket in and they left their shoes side by side to make their way inside. Mingi preferred wearing fluffy socks at home and his feet glided over the wooden floor soundlessly. 

"Here is your room," he announced, carrying Yunho's bag for him into the office. The flat was lovely, smelling of Mingi all over.

"I tried to make it less pink for your online meetings, but we can go shopping again if it's too cutesy for you," he said, ears flicking nervously. His tail peered between his soft white sweater and his skirt, flicking adorably as he was nervous about having Yunho in his home.

The office was cosy. A big bed offered pillows in heart shapes and frilly sheets. The walls were a dusty shade of pink, but Mingi decorated them with golden chandelier lamps and white curtains. A pink carpet patterned flowers over the ground and though it was so cutesy, it was much too Mingi for Yunho to dislike it. 

He left his luggage in the corner to sort into the white closet later as he pulled Mingi into his arms once more, unable to keep his paws off. A sound stifled in Mingi's throat when their chests squeezed against each other as Yunho kissed his forehead and caressed his cheek over cherry blossom hair.

"I love it lots. Thank you for your effort."

Relieved, Mingi tugged him along. His ears gave away his shyness as he showed Yunho his living room with a vintage couch and armchair and lovely rose-patterned curtains. He moved his art station here and flowers and other greens rested on his table. 

Mingi's room was worthy of him. The ceiling was painted with a rococo artwork framed with reliefs of gold and white. Pink flowers framed his canopy bed, that came with more pillows and plushies than Yunho could count. A chandelier added to his luxury, otherwise his lamps were shaped like flowers. 

He had a vanity in a corner for his makeup and styling and the soft fluffy carpet over the ground led to a dresser that was hand-painted with his favourite plants.

Awed, Yunho took in the lovely style of his room. This was where Mingi rested and worked. His clothing hanged on the closet and his touch in the assortment of his decor.

"Wow," Yunho made, never having seen anything like it in the ducked and dark corners of London. Mingi shyly played with his necklace, the one Yunho had gifted him.

The bathroom was also pink and cosy and warm and every single one of Mingi's kitchen utensils had either a pink handle, or a heart on it, or was otherwise adorable. His space was orderly and clean, only the mystery box on the stove was out of place.

His bowls were heart-shaped. How was he so cute?

Mingi walked over to open the mystery container, unveiling a fresh batch of cookies. Christmas had already passed, but Yunho always loved some home-baked delights. Since Mingi offered the box to Yunho, he tried one, almost moaning at the taste.

"I baked them with all that excess milk since it would have gone bad waiting for you otherwise. I hope you like them; Seonghwa helped."

That explained the note of strawberry. Yunho wanted to bury his face in the box and stifle himself on the delicious goods and he also wanted to bury his face in Mingi's chest to do the same.

"This is your new home for the next few months. Tell me if you need anything. I left your keys on the dresser outside, the ring with the strawberry attached," Mingi presented as he put the box away so Yunho wouldn't get an upset stomach before eating proper food.

So appreciative, Yunho tugged Mingi into his arms once more, catching his deep brown eyes and the flick of his ears and tail. Affectionate hands roamed over the small of his back.

"Did you ever make out with someone in this kitchen?" Yunho asked, obsessed with him, and Mingi snickered. 

"Another straightforward question," he purred back as his fingers threaded into Yunho's hair. Though he was worn from his journey, his lingering kisses to Mingi's lips were full of energy.

"I have not," he then admitted, sheepish, since it was a first for him to invite someone outside of his friend circle into his home.

Yunho groaned, a victim of his body which had been yearning for Mingi all day.

"Bloody hell; can I eat you out on the countertop?"

Though he liked the idea, Mingi had to laugh at him.

"How about some proper food first? We can order something if you are ravenous."

"Hurry," Yunho groaned, too impatient for sexy games tonight. Mingi tugged his phone out of his pocket and tapped away while Yunho lifted him onto his pink counter, running greedy hands up his white tights and under his skirt.

"What do you like?" Mingi sighed when Yunho sucked on his neck, leaving pink spots to match his unique skin. He rustled with Mingi's clothing, tugging the sweater from his skirt to uncover the soft stomach underneath.

"Anything you like," Yunho breathed as he pushed the soft fabric over Mingi's chest to kiss his belly. Mingi wore a lovely pink bra to contain his swollen chest, hugging soft pink lace over his specked skin. He had tan lines from summer and Yunho's brow twitched when he realised how narrowly the straps of his swimwear covered his skin. Was he trying to seduce everyone in the pool?

Mindless fingers played with Yunho's hair as he kissed his way up to Mingi's chest. He used pads to catch milk leakage and the scent of strawberries drove Yunho near crazy.

By the time he nudged down the straps of Mingi's bra to unveil his big, pink, swollen nipples, Yunho ached so hard in his pants he might explode. Lovely as the floral lace decorating the tan skin was, Yunho needed him so badly right now.

"Wait a moment," Mingi asked him as he lifted his phone to his ear. Yunho moved in, latching onto one of those inviting buds, and Mingi lurched in his arm. His moan was guttural and the spurt of milk on Yunho's tongue immediate. It was rich and plenty, guzzling down his throat as he squeezed nimble fingers around the taut muscles. He gulped everything down, pulling Mingi closer to loll in the taste of him. The bulge under his skirt rubbed against Yunho's stomach, and Yunho quickly forgot he only meant to help Mingi with his chest pain. 

"Hngh, hallo?" Mingi said into the phone and gasped out his pizza order. Yunho tugged on his nipple with dull teeth, feeling them harden instantly. He sucked hard, making Mingi lurch. His quivering fingers clutched to Yunho's dark hair for dear life.

Since his thighs fell open so naturally, like an unravelling flower for Mingi, he was a fool to refuse the invitation. His hands moved lower, tangling with Mingi's tail, before they found his ass for an appreciative squeeze. So plump and perfect in his hands. 

They rutted into each other and Mingi lost his breath multiple times before his phone finally landed on the counter dully. His fingers tugged Yunho to his other chest, leaving the abused nipple to leak white over his askew clothing while they were busy.

"Twenty minutes," he breathed, and Yunho harrumphed.

"Damn pizza bakers are getting too good; I barely have time." He slipped his fingers under Mingi's tights, dragging them down to hook one leg out of them, not bothering with the rest once he could spread Mingi's legs with their lovely pink cow spots. His fingers touched soft lace and frills under the skirt, unable to contain Mingi's raging arousal.

"Hurry," Mingi pleaded, rocking into the fingers splaying him open. Yunho felt something hard under his index, so he nudged at it, making Mingi gasp out a breath. Long lashes fluttered with pleasure.

"Mingi," Yunho growled into his chest, sucking hard at the infinite supply of milk to leave marks all over his chest and scandalous tan lines.

"I have been waiting for you as well," Mingi grumbled back. His legs wrapped around Yunho, tugging him closer. "Come on," he pleaded, and who was Yunho to refuse someone so endearing?

He slipped Mingi's panties off one leg as well, leaving them to dangle with his tights off the other. When Yunho pushed him backwards so he could dip under his skirt, Mingi fell apart for him so easily, looking debauched by Yunho's hasty hands.

His gold metal plug nestled between Mingi's cheeks, offering a pink heart as a base. It matched the shape he shaved his pubes in and Yunho was obsessed, kissing at his weeping hardness and the pink spots standing out against his tan skin. When he pulled the plug free, a few drops of lube followed, leaving Mingi's entrance soft and giving. 

Yunho dived right in, licking over the cute twitch of it. Mingi knocked into the box on his counter with a broken moan, fingers scrambling to hold on to something. Heavy on his knees, Yunho splayed him open, relishing the taste of his skin. When he dipped the tip of his tongue inside Mingi, he gasped and scrambled, trying to push back into his face. With a growl, Yunho yanked off his askew glasses and ducked back in.

So heavy in his own pants, Yunho sucked and kissed at Mingi, tasted the strawberry lube that sparked the idea of being Mingi's sweet slick. He pressed his tongue into the twitching walls until Mingi mooed helplessly, his tail flicking and his legs quivering by his sides. 

The damn doorbell ripped them apart. Yunho surfaced with ruffled hair and found Mingi with tears in his eyes and his lips bitten raw. He leaked milk all over himself, and while Yunho desperately wanted to take care of all of him at once, he only had so many hands.

"Shit. Wait here," Yunho mumbled as he tried to adjust himself so his bulge was the least visible. He stormed downstairs while Mingi panted, ruffled on his kitchen counter.

If Yunho looked crazy to the delivery guy, he didn't care. He tipped him hastily and stormed back upstairs with steaming hot pizzas in his hands. They were discarded on the table when Yunho bent back over the beauty sprawled out before him, waiting so dearly.

He couldn't take it anymore. He rubbed his hurting bulge against Mingi and the cow scrambled his hands to open his pants for him.

"Yunho... Yunho, please..." He whined, squirming when their bodies yelled at them to make things happen already. Yunho stuttered in his grinding against him, milk on his lips again, Mingi's scent so sweet in his nose.

Mingi tried to sit up and get comfier, but Yunho nudged his tip into his entrance, making him succumb with another moan. He trembled in the prison of his clothes.

"Can't- Fuck, I need you, princess."

Enthusiastic arms and legs tugged him closer, not caring for protection. They clicked into each other naturally, and Yunho's legs almost gave in under him when he finally felt Mingi's heat around him. He slid deep right away and Mingi choked on his moan, but he didn't hurt, having prepared for exactly this.

Quivering in unison, they embraced each other while Yunho found safe footing on the tiles. He was overheating in his own clothes and their sex was nasty and quick in the kitchen, but neither of them could hold out. 

Mingi clutched to his length, moving manicured fingers with sweet whimpers as Yunho found a quick pace that worked for them. Neither found it in them to last. Their bodies were disgusting and sweaty, but the bliss was indescribable.

Yunho braced on the counter, hammering into his sweetheart until Mingi's ears twitched and his moos turned even cuter. He made an adorable view, all ruffled, and Yunho ducked in for another taste, sucking hard until Mingi locked up around him. 

"Close, please-" Mingi stuttered and Yunho worked his hips harder, plunging into that heat as deep as he could to make Mingi's insides twitch like crazy for him. He chased that feeling, panting against the overwhelming heat until he saw Mingi's head fling back against his counter.

The spurt of him came top and bottom as milk dripped from his chest, drenching the cute bra. Mingi clung to Yunho's fingers, wailing against the bliss as his body locked down and made it near impossible to move.

Yunho's pace stuttered, his blood rushed in his ears. He gritted his teeth when he came inside, too possessive to mark Mingi to think about the mess. As he trembled in Mingi's arms, exhausted fingers caressed over his hair, soothing the strain of his orgasm. 

When Yunho shook off the heaviness of his limbs to check on Mingi, he found him blissful and sated. He was a mess, but his grin was pleased.

"You good?" Yunho made sure and Mingi kissed him cutely, near too fatigued to lift his head.

"Yeah. You?"

"Yeah."

Yunho pulled from him slowly but he made sure to plug Mingi up so they could avoid the mess and maybe because he wanted Mingi to walk around with Yunho's come inside him, at least for a few hours. When he helped Mingi stand, the cow wobbled on unsure legs.

"Come, let's eat and then wash up together," Yunho invited him and helped Mingi sit down. Though he grimaced at the stickiness of his thighs, Mingi flung his sweater off and adjusted his bra, a ruffled beauty for Yunho.

Yunho also took off his sticky shirt to sit with him. They caught their breaths, remembered to drink water and giggled when Yunho almost dropped a glass. Then they finally appeased their hungry stomachs. Mingi sighed in bliss.

After dinner, Yunho ran them a bath since they were extra disgusting now. They climbed into the tub together after throwing their dirty clothes into the wash and Mingi leaned his back into Yunho's chest, resting blissfully against him. Idle fingers massaged his chest, helping him expel any leftover milk. Cosy and tired, they relished each other's presence. Mingi lit some candles and their flickering lights soothed their wearied bones.

"So, what are our plans for this weekend?" Yunho asked him as he nuzzled into Mingi's soft hair. His sweet scent engulfed Yunho as the cow caressed his fingers over the tattoo he left on Yunho's skin. A reminder.

Framed by cute horns, Yunho touched him back, tracing water over Mingi's skin and kissing apologetically at the marks he left. Not that Mingi didn't love them, lolling in satisfaction to show off he had a sweet lover. 

"I wanted to show you the view from the mountains in winter. And I reserved a place for dinner tomorrow. If you are interested, we can also go sledging before we visit the thermal baths. It's in the same area."

"Sledging?" Yunho chuckled, though he already knew his sweetheart didn't ski. As a Londoner, Yunho had an excuse why he didn't, but Mingi simply preferred to be steady on his feet. Treasured his bones too much to tempt his luck on clumsy legs.

Mingi hummed. His shampoo smelled of vanilla, and Yunho massaged it into his scalp with tender fingers. Mingi rested against him with closed eyes, enjoying his spa as Yunho worshipped him from horns to toes. 

"It's fun. We can take a gondola up to the mountain view as well. The ice caves are unfortunately closed in winter. Don't ask me how that makes sense."

Yunho snickered at him. Mingi must have picked out the nicest spots for their dates, so he wasn't about to refuse. 

"Then let's do all that. I'll follow you anywhere." He learned in the past how following Mingi up mountains was a favourite pastime. 

Mingi sighed when Yunho massaged his furry ears. He switched over to his body wash and smoothed it down Mingi's skin, making sure he felt soft and clean after getting ravaged earlier. 

After Mingi washed Yunho's hair for him, they towelled off together and Mingi donned a cute pink sheer nightgown that reached to his mid thigh. It bunched around his playful tail when he padded into the kitchen to retrieve the cookies he made for a late evening snack.

Yunho adored the sight of him, his soft glow in the warm light of his flat in the evening. A brilliant sky over snowy mountains outside the windows to compliment him.

Since Mingi did a whole face routine, he offered to do Yunho's as well while they brushed their teeth. He was about to search for a second hairband when Yunho lit up.

"I have one!" He raced to his bag, tugging out his treasure. When he donned it to skid back into the bathroom, Mingi burst out in laughter. He cradled Yunho's head to look at the black horns and white fluffy ears attached to the band specked with black cow spots.

"It doesn't have the right colour, but I had to think of you when I saw it," Yunho announced proudly, and Mingi pulled him to sit on the carpet together once more. The candles danced away, and the room was shrouded in his scent.

"I love it. You are so lovely, Yunho."

Just as much in love, Yunho let him do his routine, feeling shiny and like a new person after.

"Your bed or mine? I'm not letting go of you tonight, so if it's yours, you will have to kick out your plushies," Yunho asked after Mingi brushed his teeth. He pondered it, then he took Yunho's fingers to draw him along as he marched into his bedroom backwards, his gaze coy. Already so tempting again when they just washed up.

"They can watch and be jealous of me."

Endeared, Yunho followed him into his pink paradise that was so soft and comfy and Mingi. They huddled under the blankets together to giggle in hushed conversation until their kisses got more and more sleepy. Yunho couldn't stop touching Mingi, but he was too worn from his journey to start something else, so he accepted the sleep slowly drawing him under by the side of his lovely cow. Soon, he rested with his face in Mingi's chest and the hybrid patted him gently while he put the cookies away and dimmed the lights.

They fell asleep intertwined again after such a long time and Yunho had the best sleep in his comfy spot between Mingi and the wall, the biggest of his cuddle items. 

-

The day the pair went out for their sledging adventure, Mingi wore a fluffy jacket and a hat that doubled as a scarf to wrap around him. He looked adorable with his pouty lips in the snow, stomping around to warm up while Yunho hurried to lock the door. As soon as he stretched out his hand, Mingi was by his side, merrily hopping along towards the bus stop. He was excited to show Yunho more of his home.

Getting cosy in Mingi's flat had come so naturally to Yunho. They often slept in the same bed despite having to separate ones. A first week of work passed and while Mingi was out to do his tattooing job, Yunho tapped away on the insurance papers at his desk. He savoured the cookies Mingi made for him, cosy in his fluffy blanket, and it was so peaceful. Thick snowflakes tumbled before his window and cast the meadows in their wintry spread. After a week, Yunho was healed from any London stress. 

To get to the sledging hill, they passed frozen rivers and conifer forests laden with snow. The ride was bumpy, but it was warm inside the bus, so Yunho and Mingi played with each other's fingers, talking about anything irrelevant they could come up with. Mingi wanted to do guest work in London next time. When Yunho protested he didn't want some idiot brits to flirt with the lovely cow that would never grace their eyes otherwise, Mingi assured him he was all his. 

So dreamy with his love in the wintry landscape, Yunho relished every minute of travel sickness. 

"The place we are going to is called 'Grindelwald', by the way."

"Grindelwald? Like Harry Potter Grindelwald?" Yunho was a huge fan of the franchise and Mingi must have been able to read it right off him because he grinned in triumph.

"That's the one. Myths and legends rake around the area, as so often in Europe. Not that I would have seen a wizard around."

Awed, Yunho asked him anything he knew and Mingi indulged his enthusiasm, happy to offer Yunho a piece of home.

They arrived at the sledging hill and Mingi chatted with the person at the station. They could borrow sledges here and take the gondola up the mountain. Mingi promised only other sledge drivers would be on their path, no daredevil skiers, so Yunho trusted him. Together with their sledges, they hopped into the lift and were on their way.

"Jongho snowboards," Yunho remembered an old story his colleague shared with him after another holiday years back. Mingi snickered. 

"He's also good at sports? Oh, poor Wooyoung. Jongho is just getting hotter. Let me tell him later and you can forward his reaction to Jongho." His evil giggle was so charming to Yunho and he leaned in to kiss Mingi's cold cheek. He got a sweet peck in return.

Though Yunho was unsure about the slippery snow slopes, he followed Mingi's instructions once they hopped off their gondola. They dragged the sledges behind them to the slope and, though the Alps were dauntingly high, everyone making their way down by whatever means looked to have so much fun.

Mingi showed Yunho how to sit down on the wooden sledge first.

"Here, you put your feet on the wooden frame and grab onto the leash. If you lean back, you will go quicker." He grabbed Yunho's foot to place it for him and Yunho complied, never one to back down from a new activity.

"In curves, you can lean and you can use your feet to slow down and determine your direction, but be careful at high speeds. Well, you won't fall far if you fall, but it can be dangerous if you hit your head or ram into someone. Safety first," he instructed, and Yunho just loved listening to him. Whether Mingi talked about his art or about boyfriend safety, the cute knit in his brow showed how serious he was.

"Otherwise, just follow my lead. It's fun, I promise," Mingi grinned at him and Yunho pulled him in for a kiss in the gorgeous snowy landscape surrounding them. He huffed, gathering his courage to show Mingi his natural talent.

"Lovely, let's go," he challenged and Mingi swung a leg over his own sledge, catching Yunho's eye. He ogled how Mingi sat with his back arched for a moment while he adjusted his gloves, then he grabbed onto the leash.

"Give yourself a good push," he grinned and the next moment, he skidded over the hill, rushing ahead. 

Yunho came right after him, leaning how Mingi told him to. He watched his lovely cow at first, making sure to understand how to brake and how to avoid other people on the slope, but it was intuitive. 

And so much fun.

The frigid wind whipped at Yunho's face and drove tears into his eyes. The ride was bumpy on the snow, but fun like a rollercoaster. As the slope flew past, the vision of the valley and the mountains before them unveiled among snowed-in firs.

Yunho was giddy with joy, cheering when he overtook Mingi. The cow's gasp drowned in the distance as Yunho raced ahead with his hair ruffling on his forehead. He beckoned a hand back at Mingi, mocking him for his slow speed as they raced each other down the wintry hills. 

Mingi wasn't one to give up easily. They went head to head, taunting each other with yells choked up by the wind. Yunho's cheeks ached from the permanent grin etched into them. 

Not one to chase victory after a good competition, Yunho lowered his right foot onto the skidding slope, intending to brake subtly, so Mingi wouldn't know he let him win.

His plan backfired. 

In his infatuation with Mingi, the cute flutter of his hat and the grin on his lips, Yunho completely overlooked how close he was to the margin of the slope. His sledge skittered over the edge of the cultivated track to the untouched snow, making him veer. 

At first, Yunho thought he would be fine and that he could steer himself back on track, but his momentum caught up with him. For a moment, he teetered in the air, cartoonish with wide eyes and flailing arms, then he toppled over into the untouched snow by the side of the track. Powdery white greeted him to catch on his lips and nose as he fell face first into its icy embrace.

For a moment, Yunho was frozen. He waited for the pain to zip up his body, but nothing came. When he rolled onto his back to breathe, a cloudy sky greeted him. He was still alive.

"Yunho, are you okay?!" A cry came and hasty steps struggled to get up the hill. Mingi tugged the two sledges behind him, having caught the runaway one on its hasty way down. 

Gods, Yunho hoped he didn't see him fall.

When he just laid there in the snow, Mingi shoved the sledges into the softness so they wouldn't escape again. He fell to his knees by Yunho's side and took off his gloves to free his red face from the snow. 

"Are you alive? Do I need to call emergency services?"

Worried eyes searched him for the vicious scratches of ice crystals or broken limbs, but Yunho soothed him with a weak grin.

"I might be in heaven, an angel greeted me," he replied cheesily and Mingi slapped his shoulder, the hit so soft through layers of clothing Yunho barely felt it. He had to snicker.

"Don't scare me like that! I know nothing about insurance and what I have to do when you die in a foreign country."

When Yunho tugged on his jacket, Mingi rolled down on his side, cushioned by nature's softest bed. Nuzzling into his faint scent of strawberries and vanilla healed Yunho's shocked heart immediately.

"The only reason to fret?" He asked and Mingi huffed at him, pouty lips adorable. 

"Idiot," he called Yunho fondly, and Yunho grinned, tugging Mingi in for a kiss. Their lips were cold in these temperatures, but their kiss warmed Yunho from the inside out. Soon, he could sit up and flicked playful fingers at the pompoms on Mingi's jacket. Mingi dusted off his butt for him when he got to his feet, not subtle about a playful squeeze. Yunho pretend-glared at him.

For a moment, they caught their breaths to look out over the near valley. They still had a bit to go; this track seemed never-ending.

"Shall we get up to the thermal baths after? We can appreciate the view from there if you are cold," Mingi suggested at the sight of Yunho's wet jeans.

"I hope they have food," Yunho replied, so hungry after this adventure.

But Mingi assured him.

"Fries and curry wurst and cutlet and much more, no worries. The restaurant is part of the bathhouse."

"Perfect. Then let's warm up and get some food." Eagerly, Yunho pulled his sledge free and Mingi followed him back onto the slope. This time, he stuck near Yunho, not challenging him again.

The rest of the trip was without further accidents and near the valley, the track evened out slowly. They arrived near the lift they started at and Mingi kissed Yunho as a reward for his first triumph over the mountain. In Yunho's eyes, he won this race.

But he was also eager to warm his sweetheart back up, so they retrieved their bags from the locker and took the gondola up once more. This time, they went a station higher and travelled for the skies. 

More people wandered the ridge to relish the view from the top of the mountains. The thermal baths stretched generously across the top, luring with steaming baths against the frosty giants of the mountains.

Yunho was glued to the glass wall of the gondola to take in the sight. 

"This is such a dreamy working place."

"Right? Yeosang also found it an upgrade, so he switched, even if the commute is longer. He gets to take the gondola for free every day."

Yunho would have done the same. The endless spread of nature was the ideal playground for a horse hybrid. He would probably go insane in Yunho's cramped, dark office back in London. 

Though humans had a knack for self-punishment in their world. Calling hybrids victims to their instincts when they simply prioritised their sanity and health.

They hopped off the gondola and once more, their hands swung between them merrily as they made their way inside. Yunho got himself a small snack for now, not ready to float around with a full stomach. When they made their way inside the reception of the baths, a familiar face greeted them. Elegant ears peeked from long, dark hair and Yeosang looked impeccable in his brown uniform.

"Look who it is," he perked up with a grin when Mingi hugged him over his counter. Yunho also got a hug and Yeosang patted his shoulder, grinning at the two with joy at their reunion.

"How are you doing, Yunho? Settling in well?"

"Already took my first tumble into the snow. I'm basically a local now," Yunho chuckled while Mingi peered around the area. For the lack of customers, the lack of donkey was also suspicious. 

"Mingi hasn't glowed this much in a long time. Good to have you around. I have your reservation over here." Yeosang tugged some papers in to hand them keys to their lockers and a card to check in. 

Mingi came to lean by Yunho's side with an arm loosely wrapped around his hip. 

"Where's Sannie? He was dying to see Yunho."

Yeosang's eyes wandered down the corridor, then he shrugged. 

"Probably taking a nap before his shift. We will drop by during my break," he grinned, handsome as ever. Yunho bet his presence alone doubled the customer interest. 

"Sounds good. We will just hang out a bit and then go for some food," Mingi smiled as he accepted their keys and Yeosang wished them fun as they marched into the baths. Yunho's hum was pensive.

"They are together now, you said?"

"Jap. Yeosang lets himself be courted slowly since he wants to be sure of this relationship and it's important to him that his parents like San, but San wouldn't invest all that effort if he planned to drop him, so they are getting there," Mingi chirped as they made their way into the men's dressing room. Mingi unabashedly unbuttoned his coat and Yunho sent the exits a sharp look. He would not allow anyone to sneak peeks at his cow.

"Glad they are getting along," Yunho huffed as he hung his jacket in their locker. He unbuttoned his shirt while Mingi shimmied out of his skirt, standing in an unabashed naked glory while he searched his bag for his swim wear. 

Since he had tan lines on his shoulders...

Mingi dropped two pieces onto the bench by their sides, and Yunho stifled his cough in his shoulder. All cold was forgotten under his heating cheeks.

"Ah, you wear it like that..." He stuttered when Mingi grabbed his panties first. They weren't even a speedo, just a thong that barely covered his male bits. The fabric was a pale pink and golden chains haltered the strips to Mingi's skin. Strawberries and some frills made for a cute touch, but the sensual look was absolutely outrageous. Yunho could barely look at him slipping into the panties to adjust them. He wiped at his nose, making sure it wasn't dripping blood.

"It's common for cow hybrids. We do have large chests," Mingi chirped, confident as ever with his effect. He had Yunho click the chain shut for him behind his back.

Cute, Mingi presented himself. With his adorable cow spots, the flicking tail and ears and barely any clothing on his body. 

Yunho wondered if he could have Yeosang assign them some broom closet so he could make sure everyone knew Mingi was his before they went out there. One slip and everyone got to see the goods. This wasn't fair.

"You're so hot," Yunho smiled through his pain. He caressed his hands over Mingi's sides, the happiest man alive with his partner and at the same time incredibly depressed others got to perceive Mingi.

"It comes with a skirt," Mingi beamed as he wrapped the sheer fabric around his hips and while it barely helped, it was something. Yunho helped him fasten it before he dug through his own bag, shamefully half-hard but gritting back his inappropriate thoughts. 

Compared to the beauty by his side, Yunho could only bring forth his lame blue swim trunks. They had some wave patterns and whales on them and he specifically bought them after he started dating Mingi because he was too mortified to admit to his Spiderman swim trunks his mom bought him when he was a teen and which he still wore. 

He looked like just some guy next to the beauty of his cow, but Mingi looked happy. He hooked his arm around Yunho's as they made their way outside to the baths. 

Since Mingi was worried about Yunho catching a cold, he insisted on relaxing in the heated baths first. They relished the gorgeous sight over the mountains at peace, and Yunho was glad not too many people were around. He made sure to stick close to Mingi whenever someone looked at him.

Otherwise, their conversation flowed easily. Mingi talked about his work and Yunho described to him how different London's attractions were to this. They snickered with each other, comfortable playing with the water idly.

Soon, the sun peered from the clouds. Its rays were visible against the dark backdrop, dotting random bright spots in the valleys below. Yunho watched them dance with the lazy trailing shadows of the clouds. Mingi pinched his eyes shut and rested against Yunho's shoulder while the water warmed them.

Feet padding in their direction had Yunho squinting against the terrace. A person was coming their way, broad and with black swim trunks. Yunho recognised a head of grey hair and twitching, long ears. 

When his shadow fell over them, Mingi also blinked his eyes open. Yunho didn't even possess sunglasses and Mingi forgot his heart-shaped ones at home.

"Hi, San," He chirped at the newcomer and a dimpled grin flashed at them when San stepped into the sun to shield the pair. Impressed by his muscular shadow, Yunho also grinned at him. 

"Hey, you two. Yeosang told me you arrived."

"How have you been?" Yunho handed San his wet hand to shake and San perched by the side of the pool, not getting wet.

"Great. I am working here as a lifeguard for the pools now and Wooyoung is glad I'm out of his hair all day. I also get to teach so many cute babies how to swim."

"Yeosang loves babies. You can imagine how endeared he is that San gets along with them," Mingi purred, leaning into Yunho's side to blink against the sun shrouding San with its halo. 

Pretend irritated, San splashed some water at the cow and Mingi flicked it off his ears, giggling. His lean body pushed into Yunho's side and his poor, perverted mind wandered again. Luckily, San kept him occupied. 

"Come on, let me look cool in front of him," he complained and Mingi stifled his giggle in Yunho's shoulder.

"And you? Settling in well?" San asked once the danger of Yeosang showing up to witness the conversation was cleared. Yunho grinned at him.

"You bet. Mingi is such a charming host."

"Oh, the milk is never empty where he is," San snickered. He peered at the windows to the inside and stood. "Let's all hang out together one of these days. Seonghwa and Wooyoung will also be happy to see you and Hongjoong loves to tag along even if he doesn't look like it. I'll have to start my shift, but just have Mingi call us all over so we can hang. I'll bring drinks or something."

"His favourite drink is right here," Mingi protested as San jogged backwards and rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, love birds. See you!" With that, he stormed inside to be on time to look good in front of Yeosang. Yunho wished him all the luck. He knew how difficult it was to date outside his range.

Mingi still snickered to himself, joyous to have pranked his friend. But when he buried his face in Yunho's chest, his sigh was tormented.

"Sun's bothering you, love? Should we head inside?" Yunho suggested, but Mingi glared at the gleaming devil.

"I wanna stay outside..."

An idea popped up in Yunho's head. He had seen a store near the entrance before they came into the pool area.

"Wait here. I will get you a hat. Or would you prefer sunglasses?" Yunho already had one leg out of the pool, dripping water everywhere.

"A hat is better for me, but they don't have ones that accommodate my horns," Mingi sighed. "A shame... But I'll be fine in the shadow. Just stay."

"No way, I'm getting you that hat."

Before Mingi got to hold him back, Yunho stormed inside. He found San in a tall chair next to the swimming pool, and he looked surprised at the sudden visit.

"Don't tell me Mingi is drowning," he blurted out when Yunho's grim face alerted him and instantly, Yunho blinked his surprise away.

"Not at all, no. But the sun is bothering him. Can you call Yeosang to bring a hat from the shop outside and a pair of scissors? Only when he has a minute."

Though San looked confused, he was good at following orders. He tapped on his phone and Yunho overlooked the pool for him in the meantime. Through the glass, he could see Mingi slouching over the edge of the pool outside, steam and water lapping at his curves.

"He's coming to the dressing room," San said, and Yunho dropped a hasty thanks on him before he stormed off. Yeosang was similarly surprised by his wishes, but he rolled with it.

"Bring the scissors back later, so nobody gets hurt," he called after Yunho when he already sprinted back outside into the cold air. 

Mingi perked up when he returned. His position pushed out his chest invitingly and Yunho huddled by his side with the straw hat imitation. It even had a pink ribbon to match Mingi, definitely Yeosang's pick. Yunho would pay him back later.

"Here, let me see." Yunho pushed the hat onto Mingi's head carefully and marked with his fingers where his horns indented the fabric. With as much skill as he had for crafts, Yunho dug holes into the hat to accommodate Mingi's horns. His fluffy ears drooped automatically, comfortable enough.

Though the holes looked wonky and probably felt rough, it was no problem for Mingi's horns when Yunho pushed the hat back onto his hair. Lit up with joy, Mingi marvelled at his craft. He was no longer blinded, and the hat looked adorable on him.

"Oh, thank you, Yunho," he cheered. "I love it. I will wear it all the time."

Satisfied, Yunho put the scissors aside.

"I can make it prettier during my next lunch break," he assured, shy of the mistakes. But Mingi was the happiest cow in Switzerland. He wrapped his arms around Yunho's shoulders and pushed his chest close to kiss him chastely. 

Maybe Yunho relished his giddiness extra smugly.

After their long bath, they went to the restaurant for a romantic dinner until the sun set. Yunho was lost in Mingi's lovely eyes, dreaming of a future together, and Mingi fed him spoonfuls of his dish. 

They hung out with Yeosang while he closed up shop and went down the mountain in the dark. San and Yeosang held hands and though San looked ready to explode from happiness, he didn't drop his tough guy act. Yunho teased him just a little until everyone went home to rest up and Yunho could sprawl out with his dear Mingi.

-

Warmth filtered through the curtains to tickle in Yunho's nose. His body tingled, energetic for the morning. He felt himself subtly grinding into the warmth of his sheets, caught up in a dreamy fantasy of Mingi's plush thighs around him. 

Was his sweet cow up already?

Yunho sighed, pulling from his pleasure so unwillingly. It felt so real, the heat on him, the friction. 

Something shifted by his side. Yunho reached down to adjust himself and hopefully not dig his morning wood into Mingi's glorious ass, but instead of his middle, his fingers found soft hair.

"Huh?" Yunho made groggily, blinking his eyes against the pink hue of Mingi's room. 

A wet squelch sounded from between his legs and Mingi popped up under his blanket. His eyes were adorably innocent, but his lips were swollen and slick with spit.

Instantly awake, Yunho glimpsed from him to his raging boner pressed against the cow's bare chest. The scent of fresh bakery goods filled Yunho's nose, but he couldn't concentrate on it.

"Good morning," Mingi chirped, looking so tempting at this early hour. He smoothed his fingers over Yunho's tattoo, kissing the colourful skin.

"W-What were you..." Yunho trailed off when his abdomen throbbed.

Fuck, his biggest fantasy. The biggest fantasy of a lot of people, he might argue. Mingi knew him so well, was so good to him.

With a coy grin, Mingi nestled between his legs. So lax from sleep, Yunho let himself be spoiled and tried not to come prematurely just because a dream was coming true.

"You were so sweet with that hat yesterday... I wanted to reward you," Mingi purred as he smoothed his fingers over Yunho's raging hard-on. It was brazen as ever, twitching in Mingi's grip until he called it cute and pressed a kiss to its tip.

After their adventures in the pools, Yunho wanted to treat Mingi to a spa and massage in the thermal baths to get his sweet cow relaxed and cosy, but Mingi was too hungry and postponed it to a later day. They went for some food and returned home to fall right into bed.

Yunho didn't expect him to have that much energy in the morning. But he would take it.

"I also prepared breakfast for you," Mingi hummed, mouthing up Yunho's side and licking his flesh in the same way he liked to lick him in greeting.

Barely sane, Yunho peered at the nightstand. Some fresh croissants and rolls awaited him, along with cute little marmalade packages for his choosing. Mingi also provided a bowl of his cookies and some chocolate next to two empty glasses.

"Empty cups? Would you like me to brew some tea?" Yunho wondered while Mingi shuffled up between his legs. He was fully naked, so gorgeous with his spots and his tan lines and the twinkle of golden piercings among the pink. When he perched on Yunho's thighs, his back arched to show off his adorably ruffled hair and ample chest.

"I figured you might want your milk still warm."

Yunho's hand shot down in time to suppress the sudden shudder in his body from boiling over. Twitching pathetically against the tight ring of his fingers, he bit his lip against the bliss.

"You are killing me," he complained, but he quickly fell back when Mingi flung his hands off. He licked his lips as he positioned himself over Yunho, entrance slick and glistening as he had prepared himself.

Yunho's whine died in his throat when Mingi sunk down on him so cosily, confident of what he could take. His body was so keen for Yunho after the week they spent together in the same house, rutting like bunnies all over the floors and furniture. 

The pink heart of Mingi's pubes coyly winked at Yunho behind Mingi's swaying dick. Yunho massaged his hands into the meat of his thighs and butt, tugging him flush against his crotch. In the morning, his heat was even more heavenly.

Yunho smoothed his thumb over the patch of pink hair while Mingi sprawled on top of him, getting adjusted slowly. Pretending Yunho was his bull to ride, he rolled his hips, lifting playfully to smoothly sink back down. 

"Did you get this hard just from sucking me?" Yunho whispered, staring up at the deity framed by the pink flowers and the curtains of his bed. His pale fingers caressed Mingi's flesh, making the cow sigh as he braced his arms on Yunho's knees, riding leisurely. His lidded eyes didn't leave the utterly defeated human below him.

"I did. Didn't take me five minutes to finger myself open. You looked so delicious."

Yunho whined, his grip on Mingi tightening. Since he was so gracious, Mingi allowed him to guide his movements in tandem with his thrusts, chasing that delicious heat. But he didn't get to be greedy. Mingi still had a mission.

"Alright, sit back against the headboard. I want to try turning around without you pulling out."

Yunho spluttered. Suddenly, he held on to Mingi for dear life.

"What?"

But Mingi already swung a leg over his side, spinning with a squelching noise. Yunho shook and trembled, close to passing out, but he kept his sanity just barely, holding on to the last string as Mingi settled. Risking a peek, Yunho clutched at Mingi in a panic once more at the sight.

Mingi's back faced him as he stretched over Yunho's legs leisurely. The peachy curve of his behind was plump and gorgeous, the skin of his pink hole stretched around Yunho, making him notice they went unprotected yet again.

"Wait... Condom," he stuttered, trying to locate one on the nightstand, but Mingi slammed his hips down with a huff. Making the bed groan and Yunho's strength evaporate. They were open with their history and tests, but cleaning up was a pain Mingi didn't have the patience for every day.

Still, he didn't mind today. Too eager for the feeling that Yunho loved just as much.

"My milk comes out best when I orgasm and I orgasm best when you come inside me, so shut up," Mingi huffed, heated with the work of his hips. His thick thighs strained when he peered over his shoulder.

"Help me here, Yunho," he huffed and instantly, Yunho complied. He dragged Mingi along to sit against the headboard, settling the cow comfortably in his lap. Mingi arched against him, his moans breathy as he teased himself on Yunho. A moo always brimming behind his lips, but not quite because he needed Yunho for that.

He picked up the glasses and placed them between Yunho's spread legs. When he picked up Yunho's palms to place them on his chest, Yunho understood. 

"Come on... Give me all you have," Mingi purred at him and instantly crumbled when Yunho squeezed his nipples with punitive fingers. His cow fell back against him, clutching onto the cups for dear life.

The rocking of their hips was shallow. Yunho kneaded and rolled Mingi's pecs in his fingers, easing up the tense muscle. He reacted best to flicks and harsh tugs directly at the areola, so Yunho made ruthless use of that.

Mingi trembled, trying to close his legs on instinct. He was blocked off by Yunho's thighs when he took over to do the work, jabbing into the throbbing heat from below. Sucked right in, he had to concentrate to gather himself and work Mingi's chest, not just chase his pleasure.

Sweet pink cow splotches heaved under Yunho's fingers when Mingi's milk started dribbling from his chest. Mingi caught it to his best ability, but he was close, moving his hips and chest needily to catch more touch. 

"You're doing so good," Yunho whispered, kissing his shoulder and nape. Mingi's head fell against his shoulder with a guttural moo.

"Come on," Yunho gritted out. His hips picked up their pace and Mingi barely lifted anymore, just squirming on top of him. Kissing his wet walls all over Yunho's shaft.

As predicted, they unravelled together. Yunho couldn't take the sight and scent of him any longer and hit his head on the wall when he buried as deep as he could, filling up Mingi how he wanted it. Surprised, Mingi tumbled right after him at the feeling of the heat inside, at the obscene sounds. 

His milk spurted out of his chest, guided by Yunho's hands. He tugged on Mingi as he whimpered, coming untouched and almost dropping the cups that messily filled with his milk. Trembling when Yunho worked him through it, he was boneless against Yunho's chest, just looking dear in all his naked glory.

They got the cups near full when Mingi slowed down, squirming against Yunho's touch. In an instant, Yunho pulled back to kiss at the reddened skin instead, lapping up stray droplets. 

Mingi placed the cups down to catch Yunho in a warm kiss. So cosy and sated, they embraced as their bodies cooled down and the sense returned to them. Then, a snicker.

"I love breakfast in bed," Yunho confessed, and he meant it. Mingi winked at him.

"Thought so."

After eating together and Yunho complimenting the taste of Mingi's milk, the hybrid disappeared to clean up while Yunho got ready for work. They kissed each other goodbye at the doorstep, and Mingi promised to be home early today.

"I texted the others on the way back, so we will have a little party in the evening."

"Love the idea, I'll be ready," Yunho vowed and sent Mingi off with a skip in his white boots.

Soon, Yunho found himself in an online conference, looking shiny from his morning while he waited for his bosses.

Jongho arrived first, impeccable in his black suit. He chortled at Yunho's grin.

"Someone looks smug."

"What can I say? I won the lottery of life," Yunho snickered back. He sipped his coffee made with Mingi's milk and showed Jongho the cookies he baked. Proud to have the best lover in the world.

"How is Wooyoung doing? He's playing coy with me and not showing his face," Jongho asked as he sorted his documents and Yunho shrugged.

"I hear from him daily, and he seems to be doing just fine. The others are coming over later to hang out. Do you want me to set up a call?"

"No need. His punishment should be private. Thanks for asking, though." Absolutely unfazed by what he just said, Jongho smiled at their coworker joining the meeting. If Yunho didn't know Wooyoung was into it, he would be worried. The thought of someone treating his Mingi badly, even if he asked for it, made him shudder.

The work day passed quickly and soon, Yunho got to stretch his limbs and sit back from his workstation. He cleaned up the living room, finding some lacy panties on the ground and breathing their scent before he put them in the laundry. He sorted Mingi's plushies and swept the floor before he neatly prepared Mingi's fluffy socks at the entrance.

Soon, his lovely cow came home with the tattoo crew as his fellowship. Their voices giggled outside the door and Yunho opened it for them, hastily washing out his cup so everything was clean.

"We are home, Yunho!" Mingi called from the door and Yunho padded around the corner, his grin bright at the sight of Wooyoung, Seonghwa and Hongjoong huddling in the cramped corridor to take off their shoes in order. Wooyoung made it through first and jumped into a hug, cuddly against Yunho's form.

"There is our tea drinker! Welcome back! Gift for you," he held up a bag with goodies, ranging from snacks over a little wooden cow statue to a box of condoms. Yunho chuckled at the sight.

"You guessed my size?"

"I'm good at that," Wooyoung replied with a wink before he marched into the kitchen, ready for an evening or making food together.

Seonghwa's grin was shier but no less happy.

"Hello," he greeted Yunho with a light hug and Yunho dodged the big horns.

"Your pronunciation got better," he praised, tempting a blush from the ibex. 

"Thank you," he muttered before he followed behind Wooyoung, wearing a long white skirt today. 

Hongjoong brought a bottle of wine for them. He handed it over with a loose handshake.

"Don't get Mingi too drunk. He starts climbing on roofs and singing from the top of his lungs," was his advice and Yunho was so endeared he wanted to try right away. 

After kissing Mingi in greeting and whispering about their day of work respectively, they all found themselves in the kitchen to make some food. They had garlic baguettes baking in the oven, noodles on the stove, and Seonghwa made some soup, all in variations of more or less meat. Their conversation was fun and light-hearted, asking Yunho about his new life in Lauterbrunnen and what he missed of his home.

Mingi stood among them, glowing with joy when Yunho told them he had everything he needed where Mingi was.

San and Yeosang arrived an hour later after their long journey. They held hands when they rang the doorbell, and Yunho ran to greet them. As promised, San brought beer and juice for everyone and despite Yeosang's bulky figure, he insisted on carrying everything and holding Yeosang's hand at the same time.

Yunho wisely didn't call him a pack mule.

Their evening drew into games and laughter, drunken jokes and Wooyoung calling Jongho to check in with him, only to end up in their midst with flushed cheeks and his hair hanging into his face after listening to him. Mingi leaned in Yunho's arm, looking adorable in his short dress in the warm room. 

Even Hongjoong warmed up, talking about his work and his music, prioritising his career over the romance everyone else had going on. Seonghwa looked so awed by him and it didn't take Yunho long of watching him before he leaned over to Mingi's ear and asked if there was something going on.

His cow shrugged. Nothing official, at least. 

After fooling around until late at night, they retrieved every blanket and pillow Mingi had to accommodate for a sleepover. Yeosang and San curled up in Yunho's bed and, though Yunho meant it as a joke when he warned them not to ruin his sheets, San firmly shook his head.

"I would never," he swore, and Yunho was just helpless with those two. 

Seonghwa got the couch though Hongjoong won at rock paper scissors, but he waved it off saying he didn't mind the floor. Thus, he built a nest with a babbling, drunk Wooyoung and Seonghwa shyly settled on the cushions.

When they finally calmed down, Yunho and Mingi also retreated. They huddled into bed together and watched the snow fall outside, kissing each other goodnight until they dozed off.

His time here only just began, but Yunho was already the happiest man alive. He looked forward to many more of these days, with Mingi, with their friends, and he couldn't wait until Jongho also came over to complete their round. 

In the lovely haze of the beautiful Alps, Yunho once more thought he should propose.