Suga never would have guessed in his lifetime that he'd become someone who enjoyed sex with another man; the thought had never even crossed his mind. But people never really know how they'll change as they get older. It was even more humiliating to consider that the one touching his most sensitive spots now was someone much younger than him. Suga mentally scolded himself—would it really make a difference if the person touching him was an older man? It was the same in the end, though the difference in experience only deepened his sense of inferiority.
Still, as he thought about it more, Suga realized he didn't really care about any of that— he just wanted to find a way to resist this new sensation.
As he parted his lips to speak, Suga didn't notice the beeping sound or the door opening. The familiar voice calling his name jolted him awake, as if breaking a spell.
