[ his kisses are trailing all over his shoulders, the back of his neck. he can't stop covering his skin with kisses, going all the way to his ear, behind it and at the curve of it.
his arm kind of hurts from the angle, but he doesn't stop until joon feels relaxed and pliable. he thinks he might be ready, but he wants to ask, wants joon to say as much instead of assuming. his fingers move again, this time more with the goal to pleasure, to send sparks up joon's spine. he curls them and spreads them and listens for every shift in joon's breathing. ]
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[ his kisses are trailing all over his shoulders, the back of his neck. he can't stop covering his skin with kisses, going all the way to his ear, behind it and at the curve of it.
his arm kind of hurts from the angle, but he doesn't stop until joon feels relaxed and pliable. he thinks he might be ready, but he wants to ask, wants joon to say as much instead of assuming. his fingers move again, this time more with the goal to pleasure, to send sparks up joon's spine. he curls them and spreads them and listens for every shift in joon's breathing. ]
Tell me when.