[ Yeah, it's nice. It's really nice, Hyojung would agree, and it shows in the way he hums, and smiles against Sungki's skin. His kisses move down along his neck, fingers pulling a little on the neck of Sungki's shirt to get to more skin.

He kisses along his shoulder, down to his collarbone, taking his time with it. He really wants to explore, to take his time touching and kissing Sungki everywhere, the way he deserves to be touched.

But that doesn't mean he wants Sungki to just take it, either. ]

You can touch me, you know. [ And by that, he means touch me more. He knows Sungki, theoretically, knows what to do, they've talked about porn before, and Hyojung knows Sungki has watched more than his fair share of it. ]

Now's the time to put all this stuff you've been watching and wanting to do into practice, huh?