[ it's the whiniest of whines, punctuated with a moan. kwang is going so slow, which means he can really feel everything, the drag of his mouth all along him, his tongue, his lips.
but it also isn't enough. he whines again, squirming his shoulders and head around. but he doesn't say please. not yet. ]
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[ it's the whiniest of whines, punctuated with a moan. kwang is going so slow, which means he can really feel everything, the drag of his mouth all along him, his tongue, his lips.
but it also isn't enough. he whines again, squirming his shoulders and head around. but he doesn't say please. not yet. ]