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Yunho doesn’t even look any different than usual, but something about him has Mingi hard enough to pound nails. Maybe it's how wide his legs are spread, as if he's beckoning Mingi to come slip between them, gray sweatpants leaving nothing to the imagination. Maybe it's that the match doesn't seem to be going well, and he keeps making these noises, exasperated sighs and displeased grunts that make Mingi's throat go dry. Maybe it's simply the sight of his fingers curled tight around the controller, slim and graceful and so fucking long.
Whatever it is, if Mingi doesn't get some part of Yunho inside of him in the next hour (cock, tongue, fingers, he's not picky), he may just burst like an overtaxed balloon.
Or: as a general rule, Mingi tries not to disturb Yunho if he's gaming. But every rule has an exception.