[ junsu lets out another gasp, a stilted ah, his hips stuttering at the sight of kwang looking up as he moves back before taking him back in, faster this time. kwang looks almost self satisfied, and he knows what he's doing.
junsu's heart is racing, body aching for more, breath filling his lungs until they ache from how hard he's trying to keep quiet. ]
Please, fuck. [ he's cradling the back of kwang's head, fingers tangled i his hair, other hand lifting so he can bite on the heel of his palm. ]
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junsu's heart is racing, body aching for more, breath filling his lungs until they ache from how hard he's trying to keep quiet. ]
Please, fuck. [ he's cradling the back of kwang's head, fingers tangled i his hair, other hand lifting so he can bite on the heel of his palm. ]