[ finally, finally, he is so close but still so far. Sage lets a low gasp escape him when Myung rocks against him shallowly and teasingly. his fingers tighten against the piano and he shakes, hissing out a curse as he steels himself and doesn't rut back against Myung, demanding more now.
though he can't stop the way his hips jerk and a rough moan spills out of his mouth when he feels Myung's mouth on him. fuck. fuck that was not what he was expecting and he wasn't ready for it but also gods yes. he loves how he can feel fingers digging into his hips, bruises for later, while Myung licks him open just right.
Sage doesn't even try to keep the whine back this time.]
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though he can't stop the way his hips jerk and a rough moan spills out of his mouth when he feels Myung's mouth on him. fuck. fuck that was not what he was expecting and he wasn't ready for it but also gods yes. he loves how he can feel fingers digging into his hips, bruises for later, while Myung licks him open just right.
Sage doesn't even try to keep the whine back this time.]
Fuck, shitshit-- fuck Myung!