jogging muscle memory

[warmboys]

since Aug 09 the longest I'd gone without posting fic was two weeks - until now. this is taking baby steps towards mojo recovery.

Most people don’t know that Cho Kyuhyun is something of a Casanova. He can unsnap a bra with one hand, exactly three fingers. He only needs one to make a girl moan. He can tie a cherry stem with his tongue. He is an expert regarding the physics behind entry and exit. He’s calculated the exact angle that’ll provide the most comfort and pleasure to both parties. The female orgasm does not elude him. He spends many a night chasing it as one would chase a magic dragon.

Then he wakes up, and the dragon is gone. All that’s left is his seventeen-year-old virgin self and a pair of soiled boxers. “Fuck,” he says, making his way to the bathroom.

spam forthcoming!