[ oh, that is better. now there's more room for him to squirm around, more room for myung to touch and move and work his magic. his hand feels so good, and there is a dexterity there that's pretty rare. his breathing hitches, and he drops his head back, neck exposed as his eyes flutter closed and he whines, high and loud.
when he opens his eyes he bites his lips, watching myung, concentrating so much on what he's doing. ]
Y'so focused. [ a breathless laugh, and he arches his hips, thrusting into his hand. ]
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when he opens his eyes he bites his lips, watching myung, concentrating so much on what he's doing. ]
Y'so focused. [ a breathless laugh, and he arches his hips, thrusting into his hand. ]
Can rub off on my thigh if you want.