[ junsu would have found that newfound determination cute, if he'd had enough time to process it before myung was touching him like that. as it is, he takes his breath away. it hitches, a soft sound escaping his parted lips when myung's attention goes to his nipples. he arches his back a little, chest lifting off the bed to encourage him, hand curling at the back of his head.
he parts his legs, too, making more room for more touch. ]
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he parts his legs, too, making more room for more touch. ]