[joon has to bite back the word now, afraid of it coming out sounding too harsh, too demanding. but he's not sure how much time has passed, time that junsu spent taking care of him, and not in some perfunctory way. joon could feel his affection in those actions, and in every press of his lips.
there's a few quiet 'ah's as junsu curls and twists his fingers, the pleasure reminding him that it wouldn't be difficult for him to come a second time if he just let go. but he holds on, wiggling his ass that's somehow both playful and shy before looking back over his shoulder.]
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there's a few quiet 'ah's as junsu curls and twists his fingers, the pleasure reminding him that it wouldn't be difficult for him to come a second time if he just let go. but he holds on, wiggling his ass that's somehow both playful and shy before looking back over his shoulder.]
I'm ready if you are.
[gaze pointedly dropping between junsu's legs.]