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He was hard now, achingly so. But he refused to touch himself. As if denying the act could somehow absolve the thoughts that spawned it.
Maybe the ache was more because he missed Baekjin. They hadn't talked in a while, afterall. And maybe all he needed to do was call him and talk—actually talk—about whatever Baekjin wanted to say earlier. He could focus on Baekjin's voice rather than the urge to wrap his hand around himself and imagine it was Baekjin instead.
OR Bakujin Phone Sex fic
