[joon wouldn't think of himself as someone who's easy to overwhelm. but the very first contact has him making a surprised sound that he smothers against another pillow. he must've lifted his hips too, something he only realizes once he has to settle them back down again. he's not normally loud in bed, mostly heavy breaths and a rough voice when he does say something. when he says junsu's name, it already sounds a little wrecked.]
There's nothing your mouth can't do.
[he moans, a quiet but guttural sound. he's gripping the pillow and trying to not rock his hips back for more. each lap and press of junsu's tongue just makes him greedy for more.]
Fuck, I think I could come again, fuck-
[he's so hard, and the pillow gives him just enough friction, but this was not in the plans.]
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There's nothing your mouth can't do.
[he moans, a quiet but guttural sound. he's gripping the pillow and trying to not rock his hips back for more. each lap and press of junsu's tongue just makes him greedy for more.]
Fuck, I think I could come again, fuck-
[he's so hard, and the pillow gives him just enough friction, but this was not in the plans.]