Kangjeon Tae Hyun licked his lips vigorously yet with restraint, displaying a kind of helpless compromise.
The streetlights cast their glow on the bushes along the street, while behind him, there lay a translucent green expanse.
Once again, Sun Joon Ho didn't close his eyes while kissing; he also accepted the kiss at a slow pace, and only opening his mouth when Kangjeon Tae Hyun's tongue grazed his gums for who knows how many times, then gently pushing away.
Their tongues was intertwined, and their breathing grew rapid. Being so close, their warm breaths exchanged and swirled between their faces, turning into a moist mist that enveloped their skins.
Soon, Sun Joon Ho's hand was held, his index finger gripped by Kangjeon Tae Hyun.
Kangjeon Tae Hyun released him, drawing the fingertip to his own lips, and lightly pecking at it.
It was softer, yes. But this time, his mouth was wet, nowhere near as dry as that day.
