[ he could pull away to say good and that's what i want and come in my mouth then, but instead he just doubles his efforts, shows myung how open his mouth and throat are, how he can take all of him without trouble.
he moans, too, wanting to make it clear he likes this, loves this. he reaches for myung's hand, buries it into his hair. silently telling him he can hold on, fuck up into his mouth in earnest and finish that way. it's what junsu wants, too. his own arousal almost forgotten, wanting to see myung fall apart and taste him on his tongue. ]
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he moans, too, wanting to make it clear he likes this, loves this. he reaches for myung's hand, buries it into his hair. silently telling him he can hold on, fuck up into his mouth in earnest and finish that way. it's what junsu wants, too. his own arousal almost forgotten, wanting to see myung fall apart and taste him on his tongue. ]