[ junsu hums, but can't really answer, getting lost in myung's perfect hand, amazing fingers, beautiful lips and tongue on his neck. it takes under a minute to have him writhing, gasping and whining myung's name before he tenses, coming over myung's hand with a little cry and fingers digging into his back.
it's his turn to be breathless and speechless and looking dazed. his eyes fall to myung, and he cracks a lazy, tired smile, huffs and wipes some sweat from his temple. ]
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it's his turn to be breathless and speechless and looking dazed. his eyes fall to myung, and he cracks a lazy, tired smile, huffs and wipes some sweat from his temple. ]