Tae-Hyun took out his dick, his breathing getting heavier and heavier.
Was it because he was hot?
The clothes he had on, he didn't take them off so maybe he's out of breath.
"Take it off," I said, panting softly as I gripped his coat. "It must be stuffy."
"Yeah, but..." He was more concerned with how he was going to get his cock buried inside me.
"Tae-Hyun," I called, taking my hand off his coat and then to his face, stroking lightly. "Take it off."
Tae-Hyun looked at me, not knowing what to say and just decided to take off the coat.
"There, now that's—"
But he didn't stop there. He went ahead and took off his shirt as well.
"Since I'm taking it off, might as well take em all off." He said and my eyes turned cold as I saw the scar on his shoulder.
Not just his shoulder.
I was sure that beyond my line of sight... I turned to look at the mirror, the reflection of Tae-Hyun's back on it... There were scars that would never heal.
