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writetomyheart2016-01-28 08:50 pm
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[team one] moist
I didn't manage to finish this, but maybe one day i will, oh welp.
He’s melting.
White, hot heat surrounds him. Sweat drips down his thighs and over his knees. It is way too hot; the sheets were sticking to his skin. His body feels tremendously heavy, and Jongin wonders subconsciously if he is tangled up in his sheets again.
Sleep is still settled deep into his limbs, clinging to his consciousness. It's coaxing him back to sleep, back to the warmth and comfort of the sheets. However, the heat keeps dragging him out of sleep's embrace, telling him to wake up.
Jongin groans loudly, flapping his arms uselessly to try to get out of the tangled sheets. His legs are heavy, pressed into the mattress and Jongin briefly wonders if he's still dreaming, still completely out of it. With a noise akin to a pup's whine, Jongin opens his eyes slightly, squints at his surroundings.
“Fuck!” Jongin curses as a sharp wave of pleasure hits his veins like a drug, hips bucking up into heaviness. He tilts his head backwards as the pleasure presses on, his back curves up from the sheets. His head is spinning. A sweet aroma fills the air, attacking Jongin's senses. It slips into his nose and proceeds to fill the gaps between his ribs, swirling like ribbons over his muscles.
It's too hot; the aroma mixed with the pure heat makes it impossible for Jongin to breathe. It's slowly suffocating him, filling his brain, filling his entire being until he can't resist anymore. Jongin bucks his hips up into the hot heaviness. It's only then he realizes that it's wet.
Jongin's eyes snap open. He quickly props himself up on his elbows, almost failing because his limbs – his body is still so lethargic that there's numbness still residing in his joints.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Jongin says through clenched teeth, hips bucking upwards, into Yixing's warm, waiting mouth.
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springmaid, youuuu're next~
He’s melting.
White, hot heat surrounds him. Sweat drips down his thighs and over his knees. It is way too hot; the sheets were sticking to his skin. His body feels tremendously heavy, and Jongin wonders subconsciously if he is tangled up in his sheets again.
Sleep is still settled deep into his limbs, clinging to his consciousness. It's coaxing him back to sleep, back to the warmth and comfort of the sheets. However, the heat keeps dragging him out of sleep's embrace, telling him to wake up.
Jongin groans loudly, flapping his arms uselessly to try to get out of the tangled sheets. His legs are heavy, pressed into the mattress and Jongin briefly wonders if he's still dreaming, still completely out of it. With a noise akin to a pup's whine, Jongin opens his eyes slightly, squints at his surroundings.
“Fuck!” Jongin curses as a sharp wave of pleasure hits his veins like a drug, hips bucking up into heaviness. He tilts his head backwards as the pleasure presses on, his back curves up from the sheets. His head is spinning. A sweet aroma fills the air, attacking Jongin's senses. It slips into his nose and proceeds to fill the gaps between his ribs, swirling like ribbons over his muscles.
It's too hot; the aroma mixed with the pure heat makes it impossible for Jongin to breathe. It's slowly suffocating him, filling his brain, filling his entire being until he can't resist anymore. Jongin bucks his hips up into the hot heaviness. It's only then he realizes that it's wet.
Jongin's eyes snap open. He quickly props himself up on his elbows, almost failing because his limbs – his body is still so lethargic that there's numbness still residing in his joints.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Jongin says through clenched teeth, hips bucking upwards, into Yixing's warm, waiting mouth.
springmaid, youuuu're next~
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I'll wait when that one day you'll finish this finally comes. :3