[joon smiles and kisses him again. he's in no hurry to rush this, even less so now. he watches junsu's every reaction, how open he is, how beautiful he is. he deserves better than someone like hojoon, who puts up walls and keeps himself chained to the past. but his heart ties itself into knots at the thought of giving him up.
he slides his hand along junsu's neck when he leans his head back, just feeling the pulse of his life. his other is still on his cock, a drag of fingers before he wraps his hand around him loosely. his strokes are slow, light, sometimes pausing to let junsu push up through his fist.]
Like I'm going to miss making and seeing you come. [joon's hand slides down his chest, pausing to tease his nipple.] I might have to do it twice.
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[joon smiles and kisses him again. he's in no hurry to rush this, even less so now. he watches junsu's every reaction, how open he is, how beautiful he is. he deserves better than someone like hojoon, who puts up walls and keeps himself chained to the past. but his heart ties itself into knots at the thought of giving him up.
he slides his hand along junsu's neck when he leans his head back, just feeling the pulse of his life. his other is still on his cock, a drag of fingers before he wraps his hand around him loosely. his strokes are slow, light, sometimes pausing to let junsu push up through his fist.]
Like I'm going to miss making and seeing you come. [joon's hand slides down his chest, pausing to tease his nipple.] I might have to do it twice.