[ they're very dangerous words, because they're making their way into junsu's chest, in his heart, and he'll remember them. it means something, this, what hojoon is saying. it makes him feel so good, and like he matters, and this time because he's human. it's the first time in a long time he touches a person like this for the first time while they know he isn't magical. hojoon knows what he is and this is what he thinks of him.
makes his heart seize up. makes him whisper, hojoon heavy and hot against his tongue, the taste of him filling his mouth.
he slows down, having been told to take his time, taking it to mean joon wants something slower and more careful. he looks at him with his lips wrapped around him, slowly moving over him before licking over the tip.
every action that causes a reaction he repeats, tongue over the same spots, hands on his hips, moaning and sinking back down all the way here and there, for a second or two. just to make hojoon feel it, to make him know he can take all of him, to look at him with his nose pressed against his skin and swallow. ]
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makes his heart seize up. makes him whisper, hojoon heavy and hot against his tongue, the taste of him filling his mouth.
he slows down, having been told to take his time, taking it to mean joon wants something slower and more careful. he looks at him with his lips wrapped around him, slowly moving over him before licking over the tip.
every action that causes a reaction he repeats, tongue over the same spots, hands on his hips, moaning and sinking back down all the way here and there, for a second or two. just to make hojoon feel it, to make him know he can take all of him, to look at him with his nose pressed against his skin and swallow. ]