[ Solomon might be white and pasty, but JJ looks absolutely charmed, feeling his face go warm when Solomon swipes that thumb across his lip but he's not shy. Instead he's inexplicably curious—excited by it all. His gaze is intent on Solomon's face, watching his reactions and almost hungry to draw out more. He's never had any particular interest in pornography, but he has to admit to hear some of those sultry sounds would certainly stroke his ego. ]
Why wouldn't I be? Don't you think you're worth the enthusiasm?
[ The charm comes easily to him, even if it's cheesy, and he winks playfully at Solomon again before he leans down for another kiss, not gentle in the least about it. He could kiss for days. The current of heat it sends through him is addictive, and he loves how soft Solomon's mouth is, obliging, and how easy it is to slide a hand into his hair, tilt his head like a doll.
And then his hips drop, and he gasps, blushing in earnest now because that's new and foreign (and flattering!!), and though nothing else had succeeded so far, but the feeling of them grinding together gets him to halt, something instinctive inside him reminding him of what he's not allowed. It's obscene, and while it feels good, it's not supposed to be him that surrenders to those inclinations. Except then, he presses forward again, mouth falling open, and he forgets about it.
No one cares. (Not one cares about this yaoi.) No one cares when JJ presses against Solomon harder, kisses him harder, leaves more marks along his shoulders. No one cares and it helps him chase away the lingering guilt when he manoeuvres away the rest of their clothing—more fumbling now, and maybe more obvious in his inexperience though he does his best to distract Solomon with more and more breathless kisses—and presses in closer than he's ever been to anyone before. There's no lightning crashing down to smite him except the electric feel of wherever they meet, and by the time they're done, his forehead pressed against Solomon's shoulder as he breathes in soft pants, JJ doesn't care much either. ]
Give me about five minutes. [ He starts, dragging over so that he can press his forehead to Solomon's instead, bright eyes delighted and determined. ] And then we can do it again.
[ He kind of gets it now?? Why people hook up all the time? And this is only his first go at it, so there's still plenty to practice and explore!! ]
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Why wouldn't I be? Don't you think you're worth the enthusiasm?
[ The charm comes easily to him, even if it's cheesy, and he winks playfully at Solomon again before he leans down for another kiss, not gentle in the least about it. He could kiss for days. The current of heat it sends through him is addictive, and he loves how soft Solomon's mouth is, obliging, and how easy it is to slide a hand into his hair, tilt his head like a doll.
And then his hips drop, and he gasps, blushing in earnest now because that's new and foreign (and flattering!!), and though nothing else had succeeded so far, but the feeling of them grinding together gets him to halt, something instinctive inside him reminding him of what he's not allowed. It's obscene, and while it feels good, it's not supposed to be him that surrenders to those inclinations. Except then, he presses forward again, mouth falling open, and he forgets about it.
No one cares. (Not one cares about this yaoi.) No one cares when JJ presses against Solomon harder, kisses him harder, leaves more marks along his shoulders. No one cares and it helps him chase away the lingering guilt when he manoeuvres away the rest of their clothing—more fumbling now, and maybe more obvious in his inexperience though he does his best to distract Solomon with more and more breathless kisses—and presses in closer than he's ever been to anyone before. There's no lightning crashing down to smite him except the electric feel of wherever they meet, and by the time they're done, his forehead pressed against Solomon's shoulder as he breathes in soft pants, JJ doesn't care much either. ]
Give me about five minutes. [ He starts, dragging over so that he can press his forehead to Solomon's instead, bright eyes delighted and determined. ] And then we can do it again.
[ He kind of gets it now?? Why people hook up all the time? And this is only his first go at it, so there's still plenty to practice and explore!! ]