warning: nsfw
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Siwoo cries out and it's probably a good thing he lives in such an upscale apartment because soundproofing is actually a thing. His virgin walls stretch to accommodate for the large member that spears his hole. He breaks out into sweat. It hurts. And he loves it.
The idol is a sight to behold, his hole stretching around Beomseok's length, pale skin flushed and cock dripping with lust. His hands claw at Beomseok's thighs, wanton fervor clouding his face. His expression is pained but the sounds that leave his lips are keening and full of desire. Still, Beomseok pauses and lets his partner adjust.
Siwoo seems to realize this belatedly and makes a face of disapproval. But before he gets the chance to scold, Beomseok dips in and captures his lips. Saliva is exchanged, breath hot, hands clammy, roaming. "Are you okay?" Beomseok asks with a soft voice.
