junhao + making out
minghao moves his hands up until he can bury his fingers in junhuiâs hair and tugs on the strands, swallowing the groan junhui makes against his lips. junhui tilts his head down and parts his mouth even further, his pink tongue peeking out to trace minghaoâs lips. minghao finds himself responding in kind, allowing his tongue to intertwine with junhuiâs as he loses himself in the rapidly heating kiss.
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