[he wants to focus on everything at once, commit every little detail of this moment to memory. the way junsu tastes, the sound of his breath. minsu slides his hand against his chest until he can feel the beat of junsu's heart against his palm. all of that is a part of this feeling that he can only describe as "more".
minsu's mouth falls open as junsu lays him back and rocks against him. even with their clothes in the way, he can still recognize the hard line of him. he feels his cock start to swell. he moves against him, wondering at how perfectly their bodies have always worked together, but the rolling of his hips pauses for a moment.]
From the beginning, really? Oh-
[something in minsu's expression breaks, leaves him vulnerable. so that's why it felt different with junsu, all along and until it brought him here. he rises up from the mattress to help with his shirt, but he's probably more of a distraction than anything when he starts kissing junsu again.]
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minsu's mouth falls open as junsu lays him back and rocks against him. even with their clothes in the way, he can still recognize the hard line of him. he feels his cock start to swell. he moves against him, wondering at how perfectly their bodies have always worked together, but the rolling of his hips pauses for a moment.]
From the beginning, really? Oh-
[something in minsu's expression breaks, leaves him vulnerable. so that's why it felt different with junsu, all along and until it brought him here. he rises up from the mattress to help with his shirt, but he's probably more of a distraction than anything when he starts kissing junsu again.]