Daeshim’s body feels so good beneath his own. He moans softly as he rocks his hips forward, fucking him slow still, the press of his face against his neck and that warm breath there. One hand caresses along his side to grip his hip. When he shifts and his head moves, lennon looks down at him exhaling shakily at the sound of his name, the way he says it… It’s different.
He digs his fingers into his hip as he kisses him back. He tries to keep the slow pace but the clenching… He groans against Daeshim’s mouth and his hips jerk forward sharply starting to thrust more steadily.
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He digs his fingers into his hip as he kisses him back. He tries to keep the slow pace but the clenching… He groans against Daeshim’s mouth and his hips jerk forward sharply starting to thrust more steadily.