[he really thought it would be...well, maybe not the same, but similiar. daeshim feels like daeshim in every other way, in this body or his other, even when he's a mushroom. and sex has always been good and pleasurable with lennon.
but now he can't stay quiet. he can barely stay still, arching halfway off the bed when lennon's tongue brushes the hood back and exposes the sensitive bud even more. and hearing lennon moan only heightens his arousal, makes him open his legs to him even more, even if the actual makes him feel a little bashful too.
daeshim tries not to rock too much against his face, but he can't control the way he tries to clench around his tongue. the fae's breath catches when he opens his eyes and sees the way lennon looks at him. as if he wasn't close enoug to coming already.]
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but now he can't stay quiet. he can barely stay still, arching halfway off the bed when lennon's tongue brushes the hood back and exposes the sensitive bud even more. and hearing lennon moan only heightens his arousal, makes him open his legs to him even more, even if the actual makes him feel a little bashful too.
daeshim tries not to rock too much against his face, but he can't control the way he tries to clench around his tongue. the fae's breath catches when he opens his eyes and sees the way lennon looks at him. as if he wasn't close enoug to coming already.]