[ Myung's movements are hampered. He wants to do more, oh, he wants to do so much more, but Junsu's jeans are tight and the angle of his wrist is all wrong and.

He pulls back all of a sudden, lips swollen red and shiny, and he rolls his wrist a couple of times, breathing a little hard now as he looks down at Junsu. He's past embarrassment, now, and he's pretty sure that, considering his reactions, Junsu is into this as well, but Myung still needs to say this. ]

This won't do. Can I get you naked, properly? I can't give you a good handjob like this. I'm a lot better than that.