and it's serious. hand splayed across your back so you arch pretty for him, fingers tracing over your bare skin before he even really touches you the way you need. murmuring about how beautiful you are... and when he gets you right where he wants you there's no going back.

he holds you up by your hips (and i mean actually holds you up -- remember when we talked about his strength kink? ...yeah, hes basically moving you on and off his dick) and angles himself just perfect until you have no choice but to scream into your pillow. brutal, strong thrusts matched with the softness of his voice as he tells you how pretty you are and how well you're doing for him. a walking contradiction in the best way.

(when you pull your body away from his because the stimulation is just too much, you think he might just be as far gone as you. "cmon, baby," he's panting, running the head of his cock up against you. "i've got you, doing so good for me. just a little more, okay? please?"

you sigh and moan and push back against him again, just enough for him to slip back in. he presses his hips flush against you, then pulls out all the way just to slam back into you.)

and he's going until you cum. doesn't matter what it takes from him -- you need to finish, and he needs to feel it. he can tell just from the pliant, breathless way you say his name that you're close and he wouldn't dream of stopping, even if you weren't begging him not to.

...kay I experienced something life changing last night. going bonkers.

yunho is soooo slow make out. soooo talking turned to murmurs turned to soft kisses turned to making out. I think comfort is really big with him. it always feels a little more natural and not... planned? expected? just like ... something that happens!

and ugh just... laying on your side facing him, his hands in your hair, yours on his face. he slides his leg between yours and pushes you closer to him by a hand on your back. the same time he licks at your bottom lip he also shifts his leg, and you feel the beginning of actual, red-hot want -- and it's all so intentional with him, he knows exactly what to do and how to get you where he wants you. he doesn't move your hips for you and without even saying anything he tells you to anyways, and when it effectively turns into borderline dry humping... mmmph.

and it would just be soooo slow. sensual. long kisses with the perfect amount of pressure, wandering hands (there's no way he isn't trying to touch all of you, everywhere, all at once), the sweet tang of the candy he was eating earlier melting on your tongue. and it's a slow transition from your lips to your neck, like he's trying to map out your features with his lips and tongue -- moving from your lips to the corner of your mouth to your chin to your jaw... and yunhos not too big on hickeys, but if you gasp and writhe enough for him he might just have to. can't let the world forget someone as precious as you is already off the table.