[It turns out he didn't need to defend himself after all. He's not sure you're supposed to call a man endearing, but it's difficult to care about that in the moment, especially when the word sounds so good coming out of Yoo Joonghyuk's mouth.
His legs feel weak. He's leaning his weight heavily onto the other man, moaning with each stroke, trying to stay focused enough to return the favor. He gets Yoo Joonghyuk's pants open and just shoves them down impatiently, along with his underwear.]
That's much better than -- [groan] -- than the angry way you've been saying my name.
[He likes it. It sounds like it means something. He could definitely get used to it.
And at least this part of touching Yoo Joonghyuk he thinks he can figure out. It's similar enough to touching himself, and he has enough experience doing that. He brushes his fingers against him at first, a bit hesitantly, before wrapping him up in a loose grip. It feels different than touching himself. He thinks he can get used to that, too.]
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His legs feel weak. He's leaning his weight heavily onto the other man, moaning with each stroke, trying to stay focused enough to return the favor. He gets Yoo Joonghyuk's pants open and just shoves them down impatiently, along with his underwear.]
That's much better than -- [groan] -- than the angry way you've been saying my name.
[He likes it. It sounds like it means something. He could definitely get used to it.
And at least this part of touching Yoo Joonghyuk he thinks he can figure out. It's similar enough to touching himself, and he has enough experience doing that. He brushes his fingers against him at first, a bit hesitantly, before wrapping him up in a loose grip. It feels different than touching himself. He thinks he can get used to that, too.]