he's irresistible , he was looking way too good with glistening arms and breathy smiles on his lips that jiwoon couldn't spare a few braincells to actually listen what he was talking about ; and isn't is a miracle he's not getting nosebleeds or dizzy ? no , instead he's shoving tae inside their shared hotel room , hungrily staring into his eyes when he takes his shirt off with a bold move . jiwoon isn't a particularly extroverted lover , you can't quite expect him to voice what he craves and needs but showing it ? he can do that , he's carrying the visuals of nospin , and he's one of the main dancers of the group . their kiss is not too long , but it's deep enough to draw a satisfying groan from his taller lover , jiwoon licking his lips wantonly . tae tries to whisper that they should probably get to the bedroom and the bed , but jiwoon isn't listening and he's sure tae doesn't care either . because they do end up on the couch , with jiwoon’s boxers hanging from around his ankle , hooked above each of tae's thighs ; he feels the rough fabric drag against his ankles and the curve of his ass as he rides tae . he's not even taken his damp top off the older one , just scrunched the fabric in his fist and held it under tae's neck as he eagerly moves up and down . quickly , like he's chasing the last speck of pleasure that he's afraid he'll miss , bouncing on his lap with eager moans — long fingers run through his dark locks to push them away from his flushed face as he arches her back and tilts his head up with closed eyes . his breaths stutter , a brief whimper could be heard between them as he grips tae's shoulder with his free hand . this is heaven , waiting for seung and jiho to acknowledge his presence and stop making out in the studio was quite frustrating but the attire tae chose today wasn't helping with his fake path to purity . who cares ? he was having fun ; rolling up and down tae's impressive length . he slows down , his trembling breaths escape from plump lips as he finally locks eyes with the other man . slowly , he sinks back on tae , sits on his lap with his member fully inside him . ❛ does it feel good . . . ? ❜  he whispers softly , with a timbre more tender than the spring breeze that comes inside the room from their open window . if anyone was out on their balcony , they probably heard jiwoon's pleased moans . his walls clench around tae , as he winces slightly , shifts his hips with very small movements to get comfortable as he purrs ; ❛ is it better than carrying all those stupid speakers ? hm ? ❜