Gifts for 320jk
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‘He’s so fucking hot, even like this. If I told him how badly I want him first thing in the morning, he’d definitely run. Keep it together, Hoon.’
Sunoo’s grip tightened around his spoon, pulse jumping as heat crept up his neck. The utensil slipped, striking the bowl with a sharp clatter that drew Jake’s attention. “Seriously, what’s with you this morning?”
“Nothing,” Sunoo said quickly, staring at his bowl. But the thoughts didn’t stop. They layered over one another–sometimes reverent, sometimes filthy–until Sunoo couldn’t tell where his pulse ended and Sunghoon’s voice began.
‘I’d hold his hand under the table if I could. Just one chance, Kim Sunoo. Bet his thighs would squeeze around me so good while I–fuck, stop. Not now.’