[ Bam's vaguely aware of how Kwang is moving to touch himself and he'd protest, if he weren't on the verge of losing coherency altogether. He's reveling in the feeling of being touched and having all that perfect heat surrounding him. The look on Kwang's (perfect, gorgeous, ethereal, beautiful, highly kissable) face sort of isn't helping. Bam groans again, looking down, meeting Kwang's eyes.
Another groan, this one louder and longer, accompanied by a little thunking sound when he gets slightly more aggressive with the headboard than intended, just to keep himself from being too rough with Kwang instead. Not that it's likely he would, but he's cautious. As far as he's concerned, Kwang deserves the absolute best. For a hundred reasons, not the least of which is the fact that he's driving Bam right out of his mind.
If he doesn't want Bam to hold on, then he's not going to hold on. A few more of those rhythmic movements of his hips and he can feel his body straining, thighs shaking a little as Kwang's mouth and his last few gentle thrusts forward pull him over with Kwang's name on his lips just a second before.
It's a good thing he's hanging onto that headboard for dear life. ]
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Another groan, this one louder and longer, accompanied by a little thunking sound when he gets slightly more aggressive with the headboard than intended, just to keep himself from being too rough with Kwang instead. Not that it's likely he would, but he's cautious. As far as he's concerned, Kwang deserves the absolute best. For a hundred reasons, not the least of which is the fact that he's driving Bam right out of his mind.
If he doesn't want Bam to hold on, then he's not going to hold on. A few more of those rhythmic movements of his hips and he can feel his body straining, thighs shaking a little as Kwang's mouth and his last few gentle thrusts forward pull him over with Kwang's name on his lips just a second before.
It's a good thing he's hanging onto that headboard for dear life. ]