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Joonmyun still can't really believe he's doing this, but he meets each of Jongin's backward thrusts with a smack of his hand, eager for the little sounds that fall from his open mouth, gasps on every inhale, short moans on every exhale. One of his hands fist into the fabric of Joonmyun's t-shirt, the other reaches between their bodies and it's the most erotic thing Joonmyun has ever seen, the way Jongin's fingers curl around his thick, leaking cock and slide up and down in frantic pursuit of release. Joonmyun smacks his butt again and sees his fingers tighten instinctively, sees a drop of white appear at the tip, and this is it. At the next smack, Jongin comes in spurts all over Joonmyun's t-shirt with a loud, deep moan, and more cum at the next smack, and more, until he's all spent and Joonmyun can feel cooling moisture seep through his shirt.
Jongin loosens his grip on Joonmyun's shoulder and curls his arms around his neck, letting his upper body slump against Joonmyun. His skin is glowing with heat and every heavy breath makes his expanding chest press against Joonmyun because there's no space between them. Joonmyun smiles, revelling in the feeling of Jongin's hammering heartbeat. There's something about the way Jongin is molded into his embrace, drowsy, pliant and naked, that makes him look so small and speaks directly to Joonmyun's protective instinct.
He runs a warm hand up his sweat-slicked back and down to lay it on his buttocks, soothing the worried skin there with gentle caresses. It's hot and tender to the touch, probably looks red too, and Joonmyun would feel bad if it wasn't for the satisfied hum coming from Jongin. He shifts in the older's lap and is suddenly pressed up against his still hard cock. His head lifts up from Joonmyun's shoulders and locks his gaze with dark, simmering eyes. Joonmyun would have been content even if Jongin had fallen asleep in his arms and left him to take care of his own problem later but now he pops the button of Joonmyun's jeans, pulls the zipper down and cups him through his underwear, palming the wet spot. Joonmyun's head falls back against the wall and he feels heat rising to his cheeks but he controls himself. He slides a hand under Jongin's and lifts it away from his cock, giving a chaste kiss to his knuckles. Jongin watches him with a confused pout.
Joonmyun shakes his head and smiles. "Don't feel obligated to do anything. You don't have to return the favour."
Jongin's pout eases into a slow smile and he makes sure his eyes are all half-lidded seduction when he says. "But I want to know what it feels like." Joonmyun's head thunks against the wall again and he misses Jongin's victorious smile. He's never been one to deny the boy anything.
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I was fearing I got a little carried away because it turned out so long. xD I'm so glad you like this!
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