[ His arms tremble as he holds himself up above Junsu, pleasure pulsing through his veins just as hot as fire, as he watches Junsu lick his palm, push Kwang's pants down. He doesn't really mean to but then he's rolling over to his side, unable to support his own weight anymore, pulling Junsu with him and pressing close. ]
Fuck -
[ He does make Kwang feel amazing. The ways Junsu make Kwang feel are all completely unique, completely reserved to Junsu alone, to the shape of his smile and the dexterity of his fingers and the gentleness of his words and the weight of his love. It's all Junsu's, and after their earlier conversation, Kwang really hopes and believes that Junsu knows this, too.
He lets out a keening noise, hips rolling, and presses a kiss to the corner of Junsu's lips. ] I love you, [ Kwang says, quietly, with feeling. ]
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Fuck -
[ He does make Kwang feel amazing. The ways Junsu make Kwang feel are all completely unique, completely reserved to Junsu alone, to the shape of his smile and the dexterity of his fingers and the gentleness of his words and the weight of his love. It's all Junsu's, and after their earlier conversation, Kwang really hopes and believes that Junsu knows this, too.
He lets out a keening noise, hips rolling, and presses a kiss to the corner of Junsu's lips. ] I love you, [ Kwang says, quietly, with feeling. ]