5 Works by baepsaell
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Kyungsoo thinks he doesn’t deserve love, yet Jongin thinks he doesn’t deserve suffering.
Broken people tend to find eachother, Kyungsoo didn’t intend to fall so hard in love, but they smudged and slid together like two clouds on the surface of the grey sky.- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 1,463
- Chapters:
- 1/?
- Kudos:
- 1
- Hits:
- 52
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Oh gosh, the whole scenery, white stripes across Minseok's muscular and massive chest, snowy leather embracing his biceps as he flexed above him, the cold golden circles clicking with each trust and the shiny buttons reflecting back the dim lamp on the ceiling. The white harness keeping the muscles of his toned thighs and hugging his lower abdomen around, the submissive object hanging on him like a joke, Minseok controlled the harness not vica versa.
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- Part 3 of Drawing Out Hundreds Of Images Of You
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Baekhyun cat licked the tip of it and slowly submerged with his wet lips around it, it felt thrilling yet sensational, the white liquid pooled in his mouth til it overflowed and started running out between his lips, rhythmically dripping from his chin to his naked collarbone.
“The fuck can't you eat a vanilla ice cream Bacon, shit, it's disgusting.” -
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“Would you touch yourself for me?” Jongdae's breathing was now more rushed and his voice was full of lust, Chanyeol could tell he'd been waiting to ask.
“Will you do the same?” Retorted back the younger jokingly, already palming himself at the sudden but not so surprising request.
“Jokes on you lover boy-, I've been doing it before I sent you that picture.”
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- Part 2 of Drawing Out Hundreds Of Images Of You
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“Don't mess up my tempo, baby. Don't slow it down for me.” Panted Junmyeon riding on Sehun as the younger started to thrust upwards more erratically as he felt himself coming to his edge.
“I can't believe.” Grasped the older's ass, squeezing the flesh as the other bounced up and down. “All day, go on and on.” He kept prompting to reach the release. “To the rhythm, one, two, three-”Series
- Part 1 of Drawing Out Hundreds Of Images Of You