in the dark
in the dark
yunho/jaejoong
pg-13; 150w.
The lights are dim and your hands are shaking and the musky scent of his cologne intoxicates you. His hands are on your hips and your jeans are falling down, down, down. Just like your heart: breaking into a million little pieces as the buttons come undone one by one. You arch into his touches and breathe into his kisses. Night turns to morning as sunlight spills into the room through flimsy curtains. You silently count every deafening tick of the clock while you pretend to sleep, back turned from the inevitable. You can hear the rustles of his clothes as he dresses and the sound of your heart hitting the floor as he gathers his belongings. You can hear the door close, resonating loudly in the silence. You know he has another life outside this room full of cigarette smoke and stained bed sheets. One that doesn't include you.
yunho/jaejoong
pg-13; 150w.
The lights are dim and your hands are shaking and the musky scent of his cologne intoxicates you. His hands are on your hips and your jeans are falling down, down, down. Just like your heart: breaking into a million little pieces as the buttons come undone one by one. You arch into his touches and breathe into his kisses. Night turns to morning as sunlight spills into the room through flimsy curtains. You silently count every deafening tick of the clock while you pretend to sleep, back turned from the inevitable. You can hear the rustles of his clothes as he dresses and the sound of your heart hitting the floor as he gathers his belongings. You can hear the door close, resonating loudly in the silence. You know he has another life outside this room full of cigarette smoke and stained bed sheets. One that doesn't include you.