[ it's good, so good. minsu's definitely skilled, but even if he wasn't, doing this would still drive junsu a little crazy. because it's minsu. because it's them. because they love each other, and want each other, and what they have is special unlike anything else they share with others.
junsu gasps and moans loudly when minsu's hand joins in, arching back and burying his fingers deeper into minsu's hair, curling and uncurling. ]
You're so perfect, so perfect.
[ he's never thought of himself as really magic. only dreamt it, wished for it, yearned and longed. but when minsu says he is, junsu can believe it. he believes he has something else, even if only in minsu's eyes, but maybe that's enough. ]
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junsu gasps and moans loudly when minsu's hand joins in, arching back and burying his fingers deeper into minsu's hair, curling and uncurling. ]
You're so perfect, so perfect.
[ he's never thought of himself as really magic. only dreamt it, wished for it, yearned and longed. but when minsu says he is, junsu can believe it. he believes he has something else, even if only in minsu's eyes, but maybe that's enough. ]