[ Lennon has a feeling the other agrees, all the same. He bites his lip as manuevers with him, shifting to trying give him the best access to anywhere he seems to want. And honestly, he doesn't expect it when Daeshim goes this direction, thighs over his shoulders and leaving him open and exposed.
And he's not shy about it. Not in the least bit but he feels a thrill. There's something intoxicating in Daeshim exploring him this way, in allowing him to do it. He lets out a shaky breath, head dropping back as he closes his eyes. ]
Daeshim.
[ He moans his name at the tease of the tip against him, his body anticipating more than just that press but then it doesn't come and he whimpers, thighs tensing.
His eyes open, watching Daeshim as he makes a mark on the tender skin, sensitive. ]
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And he's not shy about it. Not in the least bit but he feels a thrill. There's something intoxicating in Daeshim exploring him this way, in allowing him to do it. He lets out a shaky breath, head dropping back as he closes his eyes. ]
Daeshim.
[ He moans his name at the tease of the tip against him, his body anticipating more than just that press but then it doesn't come and he whimpers, thighs tensing.
His eyes open, watching Daeshim as he makes a mark on the tender skin, sensitive. ]
You're teasing.