Warning: ⚠️ This chapter contains explicit sexual content, nudity, and adult themes involving sexual activity. Reader discretion is strongly advised.
Before Min-jae could protest, Seo-jun reached behind himself, his fingers slipping into the water to prepare his own entrance, his eyes locked on Min-jae's. Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, he guided Min-jae inside him, sinking down until he was fully seated.
This time, it wasn't about anger or punishment. It was slow, deep, and overwhelming. Min-jae's eyes fluttered shut, a deep red blush spreading across his cheeks and chest at the sensation of being sheathed so completely. His hands came up to grip Seo-jun's hips, not to control, but to steady them both.
"Seo-jun…" he breathed, his voice ragged.
Seo-jun began to move, setting a slow, rocking rhythm, taking Min-jae deeper with each rise and fall. "Is this…" he whispered, his own breath catching, "is this how I should be with you?"
