It's a light touch, and yet it feels a lot like an arrow to the chest. only some discomfort though, and no pain, and mostly pleasure. It’s the heat radiating from the other mans’ hand on his chest, the jawline he can see more clearly now that they’re on level ground, and the now unhindered view of his cock.
And Seonho had thought the stone had turned him on. This would be immensely embarrassing if it wasn’t also arousing (actually it’s absolutely both)]
No,
[and he does almost hate how he sounds so breathless already, but he makes up for it by the determined tilt of his chin. Never mind that Eustace only has to look down to see how Seonho’s really feeling, (i don’t want to write big dick seonho u_u he just has a normal-sized one since he’s not a furry) he can absolutely pretend that he’s in control.
he presses his right hand against Eustace’s hip, tracing the downward slant with his fingers,]
I think the time for conversing is over.
[he finishes, palming eustace’s cock. intimacy is a strange thing, especially sexual intimacy. Seonho’s experience mostly revolves around his own (almost always on his own, and if not, then with the gisaengs at ihwaru and a few scholar-students back when he was still attending school). Always under mostly-repressed, shameful circumstances – because how can he let himself go with the women who all know of his feelings for Hui-Jae or with the boys who openly sneered at his social status – so the situation now of knowing absolutely nothing about Eustace (NOT EVEN HIS NAME?? he doesn’t even know if eustace is a HUMAN?? HE HAS WOLF EARS???) and knowing that he too has no idea who Seonho is
Freeing.
And a little awkward, because Seonho only has his own standards to work with. At least nothing’s stopping eustace from pointing flamek at him (HEH) and shoving him down the stairs if he does anything wrong]
yeah im in pieces after ur seonho simp tag
It's a light touch, and yet it feels a lot like an arrow to the chest. only some discomfort though, and no pain, and mostly pleasure. It’s the heat radiating from the other mans’ hand on his chest, the jawline he can see more clearly now that they’re on level ground, and the now unhindered view of his cock.
And Seonho had thought the stone had turned him on. This would be immensely embarrassing if it wasn’t also arousing (actually it’s absolutely both)]
No,
[and he does almost hate how he sounds so breathless already, but he makes up for it by the determined tilt of his chin. Never mind that Eustace only has to look down to see how Seonho’s really feeling, (i don’t want to write big dick seonho u_u he just has a normal-sized one since he’s not a furry) he can absolutely pretend that he’s in control.
he presses his right hand against Eustace’s hip, tracing the downward slant with his fingers,]
I think the time for conversing is over.
[he finishes, palming eustace’s cock. intimacy is a strange thing, especially sexual intimacy. Seonho’s experience mostly revolves around his own (almost always on his own, and if not, then with the gisaengs at ihwaru and a few scholar-students back when he was still attending school). Always under mostly-repressed, shameful circumstances – because how can he let himself go with the women who all know of his feelings for Hui-Jae or with the boys who openly sneered at his social status – so the situation now of knowing absolutely nothing about Eustace (NOT EVEN HIS NAME?? he doesn’t even know if eustace is a HUMAN?? HE HAS WOLF EARS???) and knowing that he too has no idea who Seonho is
Freeing.
And a little awkward, because Seonho only has his own standards to work with. At least nothing’s stopping eustace from pointing flamek at him (HEH) and shoving him down the stairs if he does anything wrong]