[ Lennon moans the other's name, his hand twisting in his hair as he struggles still to stay put. He bites down on his lip as he feels the other taking him that deep, and he's so close. ]
Gonna come.
[ Lennon warns gently, just in case the other wanted to pull back but he hopes he doesn't. He doesn't want to lose the feeling of the other's warm wet mouth as he lets go. ]
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Gonna come.
[ Lennon warns gently, just in case the other wanted to pull back but he hopes he doesn't. He doesn't want to lose the feeling of the other's warm wet mouth as he lets go. ]
Daeshim.