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“Oh fuck,” Yunho moaned, voice breaking. “Mingi—”
Mingi didn’t stop until Yunho was a mess above him, legs shaking, panting like he’d run a marathon. His hands spread Yunho wider with effortless strength, pinning him so securely against the wall that Yunho could do nothing but take it.
And God, did he want to take it.
Mingi’s mouth was hot and slick, unrelenting as he devoured him. Every flick of his tongue, every drag of his mouth made Yunho cry out, louder than he meant to, his hands scrabbling at Mingi’s shoulders, gripping the strands of his hair as he arched helplessly against the tile.
The water made everything feel heavier, stickier, hotter. Yunho’s skin was burning, even as it was soaked through. He felt feverish, dizzy, so far gone from the soft, filthy things Mingi was doing to him with his tongue that he didn’t know how he was still upright.
“Fuck—Mingi—I can’t—” he choked, voice ragged, desperate.
“Yes, you can,” Mingi said, pulling back just enough to speak, lips swollen and wet with him. “You can take it. Let me make you feel good.”
And he did.
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Mingi knows how to keep Yunho satisfied.
Series
- Part 1 of Perfectionism