[ Jun had an inkling that Jin would enjoy that, or at least respond. He sucks in a breath through clenched teeth and lets his head tip back, letting Jin see the line of his throat and the movement of his Adam's apple when he swallows hard.
His hips push up towards that tight, wet heat. ] Good. [ Another harsh breath. ]
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His hips push up towards that tight, wet heat. ] Good. [ Another harsh breath. ]
You're starting to earn your keep.