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Summary
Seonghyeon’s voice caught in his throat. He gripped the edges of the wooden lectern so hard his knuckles turned white. The sensation was a slow, rolling swell that hit his prostate with every "wave," making his vision swim with white sparks.
"We must consider..." Seonghyeon gasped, a bead of sweat rolling down his temple. He took a shaky breath, trying to regain his cadence. "...the transparency of our actions."
Keonho leaned back, a predatory smirk playing on his lips. He started typing. Seonghyeon’s phone, propped up on the lectern where only he could see it, buzzed with a notification.
Keonho: You’re stuttering, baby. If you don't finish the next paragraph without a tremor, I’m putting it on Max Constant for the ending.
OR:
Seonghyeon makes a stupid bet about being able to win his debates without Keonho's help, and that if he can't, he's Keonho's for the rest of the week. (he loses if you couldn't tell)
Series
- Part 4 of Keonhyeon smut shots