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He feels Tao grip his shoulders to lay him flat on the table, rocking his clothed erection against his bare thigh. He murmurs something that Jongdae doesn’t quite catch in the ringing afterglow of his orgasm and then settles his whole weight on the table. He cranes his neck upward, letting out a short whine when Tao presses him back down, rolling his hips again with the action.
In the haziness of his mind, he sees Tao swallow before licking his lips to lean down to kiss him.
The table which had been patiently putting up with their foreplay and rambunctiousness chooses that exact moment to call it quits, collapsing under their combined weight.
Jongdae yelps, feeling himself fall and nearly cracking his head on the floor if not for Tao’s hand cupping the back of his neck protectively. His back isn’t nearly as lucky and the rest of his body feels bruised from cushioning Tao. He groans trying to push Tao off of him and making sure all of his limbs are still attached.
Gingerly he lifts his head up to see Tao laughing and Jongdae brings up a half-limp arm to wallop him upside the head.
“That hurt, dammit,” he groans and Tao apologetically offers him a hand up, gently cradling his waist to bring Jongdae back upright. His legs are still wobbly and the pain in his back isn’t going away, but the way Tao smiles at him mischievously before looking up at the bunkbed section of the store makes it all strangely bearable.
“No way,” he says shaking his head, “it’ll stain.”
Tao actually pouts, jutting his lips out in a ridiculous way, but keeps pulling Jongdae towards the section anyways.
“I can’t believe you,” he hisses, but is keenly aware that the action between them is now less dragging and more leading, “kids come over here to play.”
Tao rolls his eyes, “I’m not asking you to fuck on the swingset, come on.”
“Fine,” he huffs, eyeing the straining bulge in Tao’s jeans, “we’ll be quick.”
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