narcissistic my god i love it ♡

hewwo you can find me at @luvdive from now on !!

hewwo you can find me at @luvdive from now on !!

hewwo you can find me at @luvdive from now on !!

hewwo you can find me at @luvdive from now on !!

hewwo you can find me at @luvdive from now on !!

hewwo you can find me at @luvdive from now on !!

hewwo you can find me at @luvdive from now on !!

hewwo you can find me at @luvdive from now on !!

hewwo you can find me at @luvdive from now on !!

hewwo you can find me at @luvdive from now on !!

            at the non-verbal insistence  ,  asher manages to wrap his legs tighter around wonjae's waist  ,  arms tightening around the elder so he doesn't fall  .  a whine falls from his lips when he feels wonjae's warm palm around his hardened cock  ,  ❝  ah . . . hyung . . .  ❞  he whimpers  ,  teasing and taunting wonjae wasn't without it's downsides  ;  one of them certainly being just as turned on as his lover . . . so it wasn't hard to say that asher is just as near the edge as wonjae is  .  the touch only served to bring him even CLOSER to that precipice  .  ❝  inside . . . inside  ,  ❞  asher mutters out  ,  he'd be uncomfortable for the rest of the trip . . . but he can't deny his own kink  ,  he can't deny he loved having remnants of wonjae within him after they've fucked  .  ❝  want it inside  ,  fill me up  ,  wonjae  ,  ❞  he gasps  ,  eyes flickering with white  .

wonjae doesn't need telling twice, but the way asher repeats himself like that, needy and desperate, is almost enough to tip wonjae over the edge. ❝ okay, ❞ he hushes against asher, nipping gently at the other male's bottom lip. he tries to be quiet as he cums, tries to muffle his moan in asher's mouth, hips slowing down slightly as he empties himself into his boyfriend. if asher hadn't been teasing him all day, his pride might have been wounded at how quickly he finished, but his attention for now is focused on getting asher off, hand speeding up as he rides out his own high. ❝ cum for me, baby... ❞ he coos, kisses trailing from asher's mouth to his neck, biting at the sensitive skin there as he strokes asher's cock faster. ❝ you're so fucking hot... ❞

            ❝  oh  !!  ❞  a gasp falling from her lips when she feels fingers join the fray  ,  the grip on the cushions in front of her tightens  ,  ❝  yanjun . . .  ❞  she gasps  ,  it feels like she's leaking . . . with how wet she sounds  ,  the filthy squelching of fluids should make her self-conscious and yet  ,  she's more focused on the unending waves of pleasure wracking her entire figure  .  the dam breaks in just mere minutes  ,  her orgasm washing over her body after a few more strokes of yanjun's tongue and fingers  ;  yinghua's figure trembles at the intensity  ,  a strangled moan of yanjun's name as she rides out her high . . . body now limp against the couch  ,  chest rising and falling rapidly to gather her breath  .

the way her legs tremble either side of him as she climaxes send blood rushing to his already impossibly hard cock. he withdraws only when he's absolutely sure she's satisfied and spent, trailing wet kisses along the inside of her thigh before his head appears once more from under her skirt. yanjun can't help flashing her a grin when he lays eyes on her again, barely holding back an excitable laugh as he licks his fingers clean. he's not sure he'll ever get tired of the taste of her. if he's lucky, she feels the same way about him, too. ❝ y'know, if you're ever lookin' for a seat, my face is always available, babe, ❞ he says, still flashing her his toothy grin before he gets to his feet, his erection suddenly all too visible in his sweatpants. ❝ y'always taste so good, i don't know how ya do it. ❞ he knows he should probably wipe his face, at least try to clean up a little, but part of him wants yinghua to push him down on the couch and make herself at home, keep him pinned there for the rest of the night until she's cum too many times to count. not likely to happen, but a guy can dream, right? so instead he flashes her another smile, wordlessly asking for permission to kiss her.

            shuddering as he feels skin on skin  ,  he's always loved the way noah's hand felt on his body . . . there's something safe about the mechanic's hands  .  no  ,  not just the hands  ,  his entire being made him feel safe  .  safe  ,  secure  ,  protected  .  it took a long time for jungwoo to come to realization that noah wasn't there to hurt him . . . never  .  and it's in those years that jungwoo came to love and appreciate noah  ,  a man that stood by him despite jungwoo's stubborn nature  .  his mind is abruptly ripped from his thoughts as a minute jolt of pleasure surprises his figure before he's distracted by the other's lips  .  a soft sigh falls from his lips as he meets noah's fervent kiss just as passionately  ,  his own hands moving towards noah's belt  .

the sound of his belt being undone is background noise, the comfortable silence of the room pressing closer in on them in response. noah wishes they had more time. wishes he'd been more insistent on getting a lock on his door when he was a teenager so he didn't have to keep one ear out for the presence of either of his parents. ❝ i love you, ❞ noah murmurs against jungwoo's lips. he tries to tell him as often as he can, tries to remind jungwoo that not only is he worthy of love, but he deserves it, too. maybe if he says it enough, jungwoo will start to believe it. ❝ how do you want it? ❞ he asks softly, thumbs still rubbing lazy circles against jungwoo's nipples. he doesn't have any condoms here, he knows that for sure, but there's probably some decade old lube in one of his drawers that they can make do with. he likes having jungwoo on his back like this, likes getting to kiss him and touch him and watch every little expression he makes as they fuck, but this is about jungwoo. about whatever he wants, whatever makes him feel good. ❝ however you want me, jungwoo... i want to make you feel good... ❞