[ Kwang hums, leaning his head back against the headboard and smiling, looking very pleased - with himself, with the situation. He licks his lips and nods when Bam moves and speaks, closing the distance between them and kissing him, something breathless in it.
He lets it linger, slow and languid, his own hand slowing down over himself where he's stroking himself, still in his pants. When he pulls back, Bam speaks again, and Kwang looks at him with desire and softness all rolled into one heavy-lidded look. He slips his hand out, and opens his hands in a come at me gesture. ]
Do whatever you'd like to do, darling. I'm definitely willing for you to.
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He lets it linger, slow and languid, his own hand slowing down over himself where he's stroking himself, still in his pants. When he pulls back, Bam speaks again, and Kwang looks at him with desire and softness all rolled into one heavy-lidded look. He slips his hand out, and opens his hands in a come at me gesture. ]
Do whatever you'd like to do, darling. I'm definitely willing for you to.