[he had his reasons, and he'll share them if lennon asks again. but right now his mouth is a little bit full and a little bit busy. the fae is getting used to the weight of him against his tongue, the warmth of him. he feels a little trickle going down his throat and does his very best not to choke.
daeshim looks up at lennon's face, blinking a few times so that he can see it clearly. he doesn't want to miss seeing him come apart for the second time.]
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daeshim looks up at lennon's face, blinking a few times so that he can see it clearly. he doesn't want to miss seeing him come apart for the second time.]