[ He watched from beneath hooded eyes as Zhao removed his rings one by one and carefully set them aside, almost making a show of it. But Joon-gi was nothing if not patient, and so he gathered his legs beneath him and straightened to a seated position, hands resting lightly against his knees. He had the look of a faithful retainer awaiting orders from his master.
Even so, it was difficult to resist the temptation to touch himself. His fingers curled against his palms, nails digging into flesh as he tried to maintain some modicum of discipline.
Zhao moved close and began to roll the condom over his throbbing cock. Joon-gi tipped his head back with a sharp intake of breath, eyes fluttering closed as Zhao's slick fingers circled his shaft and slowly stroked him.
He shifted his weight on his knees, adjusting his position as Zhao leaned back against him. Joon-gi's hands settled against his hips, holding him steady. ]
Take your time. Just relax into it.
[ Joon-gi took a breath and slowly released it as his cock pressed against Zhao's yielding entrance, and then slowly pushed through. He held himself steady, allowing Zhao complete control while he adjusted himself.
For a moment, neither of them moved. Joon-gi allowed himself to simply enjoy the warmth of his boyfriend's body tucked against his own, the feeling of his chest rising and falling with each unsteady breath; the silken heat wrapped around his cock.
He tipped his head close, breath hot against Zhao's ear. ] Move with me.
[ Slowly, he rolled his hips beneath Zhao, falling into a rhythm of shallow thrusts, just to get him warmed up. He pressed a trail of fluttering kisses against Zhao's throat, feeling the fluttering of his pulse against his lips. ]
[ Fuck, you feel so good, babe. ]
[ He hadn't realized he had slipped back into his native tongue. But given his tone of voice, it should be easy for Zhao to pick up on the meaning of his words. ]
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Date: 2024-09-19 01:55 am (UTC)Even so, it was difficult to resist the temptation to touch himself. His fingers curled against his palms, nails digging into flesh as he tried to maintain some modicum of discipline.
Zhao moved close and began to roll the condom over his throbbing cock. Joon-gi tipped his head back with a sharp intake of breath, eyes fluttering closed as Zhao's slick fingers circled his shaft and slowly stroked him.
He shifted his weight on his knees, adjusting his position as Zhao leaned back against him. Joon-gi's hands settled against his hips, holding him steady. ]
Take your time. Just relax into it.
[ Joon-gi took a breath and slowly released it as his cock pressed against Zhao's yielding entrance, and then slowly pushed through. He held himself steady, allowing Zhao complete control while he adjusted himself.
For a moment, neither of them moved. Joon-gi allowed himself to simply enjoy the warmth of his boyfriend's body tucked against his own, the feeling of his chest rising and falling with each unsteady breath; the silken heat wrapped around his cock.
He tipped his head close, breath hot against Zhao's ear. ] Move with me.
[ Slowly, he rolled his hips beneath Zhao, falling into a rhythm of shallow thrusts, just to get him warmed up. He pressed a trail of fluttering kisses against Zhao's throat, feeling the fluttering of his pulse against his lips. ]
[ Fuck, you feel so good, babe. ]
[ He hadn't realized he had slipped back into his native tongue. But given his tone of voice, it should be easy for Zhao to pick up on the meaning of his words. ]