He leaned back on the heels of his hands, watching as Zhao carefully tucked their shirts into the nesting box. But it wasn't long before he felt those sharp eyes raking over his physique, and Joon-gi felt his nape prickle as Zhao fixed him with a heated look.
He averted his gaze slightly, feeling a sudden warmth rush to his face. Zhao took the opportunity to close the distance, his palm gliding over Joon-gi's chest. He sucked in a breath at the sudden contact, and turned just in time to catch sight of Zhao's wicked grin before he slipped away. ]
We could...
[ It had been awhile since they did anything more intimate than spoon together in bed or have sloppy make-out sessions during some TV romcom that neither of them were paying attention to. Generally, Zhao was the one who initiated things while Joon-gi followed his lead, but now...
He couldn't say precisely what had changed. Maybe it was witnessing that moment of vulnerability, or maybe it was a newfound understanding of his place in this shared space of theirs, but he felt more confident in lowering his guard and revealing his own vulnerabilities, as well.
Joon-gi took to his feet, sparing one last look toward the slumbering kitten before trailing after Zhao. He slipped his arms around the other's waist, pulling him close. His lips brushed teasingly against the shell of Zhao's ear as he spoke softly. ]
Can you promise me you'll be quiet? [ His fingers traced a line beneath his navel, halting at the waist line of his pants. ] Well?
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Date: 2024-09-18 04:10 am (UTC)He leaned back on the heels of his hands, watching as Zhao carefully tucked their shirts into the nesting box. But it wasn't long before he felt those sharp eyes raking over his physique, and Joon-gi felt his nape prickle as Zhao fixed him with a heated look.
He averted his gaze slightly, feeling a sudden warmth rush to his face. Zhao took the opportunity to close the distance, his palm gliding over Joon-gi's chest. He sucked in a breath at the sudden contact, and turned just in time to catch sight of Zhao's wicked grin before he slipped away. ]
We could...
[ It had been awhile since they did anything more intimate than spoon together in bed or have sloppy make-out sessions during some TV romcom that neither of them were paying attention to. Generally, Zhao was the one who initiated things while Joon-gi followed his lead, but now...
He couldn't say precisely what had changed. Maybe it was witnessing that moment of vulnerability, or maybe it was a newfound understanding of his place in this shared space of theirs, but he felt more confident in lowering his guard and revealing his own vulnerabilities, as well.
Joon-gi took to his feet, sparing one last look toward the slumbering kitten before trailing after Zhao. He slipped his arms around the other's waist, pulling him close. His lips brushed teasingly against the shell of Zhao's ear as he spoke softly. ]
Can you promise me you'll be quiet? [ His fingers traced a line beneath his navel, halting at the waist line of his pants. ] Well?