[ junsu thinks the next time they do this, he wants to see hojoon smile like that plenty. he wants to make him laugh as much as he wants to make him feel good. even through the haze of pleasure, the heat under his skin causing his skin to flush read and his hair to stick to his temples, he wants that. ]
I like it. S'hot.
[ junsu's fingers bury in his hair as he arches up into joon's fist whenever given the chance to do so, breathing loud and moaning, whispering joon's name. ]
You're hot. [ he's staring at him now, how he touches his nipple and teases him and makes his breathing hitch again. he's a tease, and playful, and it's kind of perfect and lovely and hotter than it should be. he catches joon's lips, body tensing, coiling as he tries to arch up faster, to get him to move his hand tighter and faster. ]
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I like it. S'hot.
[ junsu's fingers bury in his hair as he arches up into joon's fist whenever given the chance to do so, breathing loud and moaning, whispering joon's name. ]
You're hot. [ he's staring at him now, how he touches his nipple and teases him and makes his breathing hitch again. he's a tease, and playful, and it's kind of perfect and lovely and hotter than it should be. he catches joon's lips, body tensing, coiling as he tries to arch up faster, to get him to move his hand tighter and faster. ]
Please, m'close...