[ junsu's writhing and moaning increases with each article of clothing that leaves him, with each touch of kwang's mouth. he kicks off his pants in a flash, but doesn't rush kwang at all beyond that touch of impatience.
the point is basking in each other, so he's going to let kwang take his time.
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the point is basking in each other, so he's going to let kwang take his time.
he flushes a bit. ]
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