mingyu crawled above minghao, grabbing his hands.
'gyu . . . . s-stop,' he whispered as his hands were pinned above his head. mingyu littered his neck with sloppy kisses.
'if you really want me to stop, i will,' he said, pressing his lips into minghao's.
the chinese latter kissed him back, clenching his fingers around his knuckles. he opened his mouth as a ghost gasped escaped it. mingyu had pressed his knee against his crotch, making his cock throb a bit.
'i meant kissing, not fucking' he whispered against his mouth as he moaned a bit.
'do you want to fuck?'
'y-yes . . .'
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my little, black heart is falling for another girl's. lol . . . gotta go kms
