[ junsu laughs, big and bright. he nips at joon's skin, just a bit, playful and amused as he lifts his head. god, he's so cute. he's so delighted. ]
Your... stuff, huh?
[ he wipes a finger where some of the so called stuff is getting sticky. he pops his finger into his mouth, sucking it clean before swiping his tongue over any mess on his hand. he's not enjoyed other people's messes on him before the house, because he used to sleep with people he didn't particularly care about. but he cares about joon, so it doesn't bother him at all. ]
[joon wants to cover his face with his hands, but he doesn't want junsu thinking that he's grossed out. he's not. he likes it more than he should.]
It'll make your mouth all bitter. [he mumbles, trying to play it as if he's not at all bashful. joon leans in to kiss him anyway, starts to pull away and then kisses him again. he blinks slowly at junsu for a moment.] Well I thought it would.
[ he is so bashful, even as he kisses him, and then again. junsu laughs more, having a hard time not squeezing joon, so he kind of does that, his arm tightening around him. ]
God, you're so cute.
[ he didn't think joon would easily get flustered, or be the type to dance around the words of things. he's so charmed right now. he wrinkles his nose. ]
Did you forget where my mouth went earlier? Your... [ meaningful pause ] stuff is nothing.
[why. why did you have to remind him. blushing is not a thing that he does and he's determined that it's not going to start here. so his face just does all sort of scrunchy contortions before he sighs and squeezes the human back.]
Your mouth is too good. [joon's not saying it because he looks down on himself. it's not low self-esteem, it's the highest esteem that he holds for junsu. it makes him flustered when he normally wouldn't be, lets him see a side that's normally unseen.] It blesses everywhere it touches. Even...there.
[ junsu feels like he's melting. he feels so much affection for joon already. those scrunchy little faces, and saying something like that, but while avoiding the actual words... it's so sweet. there's so much to him he hadn't imagined. he's so glad he gets to witness him like this.
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Your... stuff, huh?
[ he wipes a finger where some of the so called stuff is getting sticky. he pops his finger into his mouth, sucking it clean before swiping his tongue over any mess on his hand. he's not enjoyed other people's messes on him before the house, because he used to sleep with people he didn't particularly care about. but he cares about joon, so it doesn't bother him at all. ]
I don't mind.
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[joon wants to cover his face with his hands, but he doesn't want junsu thinking that he's grossed out. he's not. he likes it more than he should.]
It'll make your mouth all bitter. [he mumbles, trying to play it as if he's not at all bashful. joon leans in to kiss him anyway, starts to pull away and then kisses him again. he blinks slowly at junsu for a moment.] Well I thought it would.
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God, you're so cute.
[ he didn't think joon would easily get flustered, or be the type to dance around the words of things. he's so charmed right now. he wrinkles his nose. ]
Did you forget where my mouth went earlier? Your... [ meaningful pause ] stuff is nothing.
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Your mouth is too good. [joon's not saying it because he looks down on himself. it's not low self-esteem, it's the highest esteem that he holds for junsu. it makes him flustered when he normally wouldn't be, lets him see a side that's normally unseen.] It blesses everywhere it touches. Even...there.
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and he can't wait to see more. ]
So you're blessed all over, then. Good.
[ he presses a kiss to his shoulder. ]
I'll bless you there again anytime, darling.