[ If there's one thing about Myung, it's that he's very, very dexterous. Which shouldn't come as a surprise to anyone who knows him, of course, but can still be when he applies it to moments like this one, where he quickly, efficiently opens Junsu's jeans with quick fingers, sliding the zipper down to slip his hand past without wasting any more time.
He lets out a soft noise against Junsu's nipple when he finds that he's not wearing any underwear - easy access, he's all for it, which is only one of the few reasons why he usually doesn't wear any himself - and he wraps his hand around Junsu's cock as he switches nipples, feeling like he probably looks like an intense game of Twister, right now.
Not that he cares. He's been told to touch, so... he's touching. ]
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He lets out a soft noise against Junsu's nipple when he finds that he's not wearing any underwear - easy access, he's all for it, which is only one of the few reasons why he usually doesn't wear any himself - and he wraps his hand around Junsu's cock as he switches nipples, feeling like he probably looks like an intense game of Twister, right now.
Not that he cares. He's been told to touch, so... he's touching. ]