Mod Post: Pinch-Hit Lightening Prompt Round!
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The mod team (almostblue, loudestoflove, myself) just wants to say again that we are so incredibly grateful to everyone who has written, read, and commented for this second round of TBB. Thank you for your time and effort and talent! It's been amazing to see so much great enthusiasm and energy! Thank you also to everyone who volunteered to pinch-hit! At this ( Read more... )
The mod team (almostblue, loudestoflove, myself) just wants to say again that we are so incredibly grateful to everyone who has written, read, and commented for this second round of TBB. Thank you for your time and effort and talent! It's been amazing to see so much great enthusiasm and energy! Thank you also to everyone who volunteered to pinch-hit! At this ( Read more... )
Yongguk is lost in haze of unhurried pleasure. His cock is wet with Jongup’s spit and pre-come and Jongup keeps going deeper, his lips dragging on the skin of the shaft. Yongguk has to bite his hand harder, and still he can’t keep as quiet as he’d like. He’s left hoping that his harsh breathing and low groans stay inside the walls of their bedroom.
Jongup’s hand sneaks its way to Yongguk’s and moves it to it’s previous place on the back of his neck. Yongguk wants to look at his eyes and say something, but if he opens his mouth it will be too hard to lock the noises back in, so he just slides his fingers into Jongup’s short hair. Hurting Jongup is the last thing Yongguk wants to do and he knows he shouldn’t, but he can’t help pushing Jongup slightly down on his cock. Jongup doesn’t complain, he just takes it, and his nails leave tiny half-moons on Yongguk’s hips, hidden under the hem of his shirt.
It feels as if he had been on edge for hours. He bends his legs a little, back arching helplessly when Jongup’s licks the underside of his cock and his tongue rubs against the head, robbing him of all the control he has over his muscles.
“Jongup-ah-”
Yongguk half wishes he could have kept the weak moan at bay because Jongup withdraws almost immediately and Yongguk’s hand falls off from his head. Jongup’s fingers won’t leave Yongguk’s dick, though, and they keep moving in that perfect pace Yongguk has showed him countless of times.
All he needs is a small, soft “hyung” from Jongup, spoken so close to his skin that Yongguk almost feels the word rather than hears it.
Yongguk opens his eyes again. His arms shake as he pushes himself up from the bed to look at Jongup, still kneeling between Yongguk’s spread legs. Yongguk grabs his chin, wipes the soft skin with his thumb and kisses the stickiness away from his parted lips.
a/n: I was going to write something artsy and beautiful about keeping your head high and growing as a person but then Mr. Bang happened.
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