Meical's low growl was swallowed by the lapping water. "Faster? You want it faster, Darling? Tell me how much." His thrusts remained a slow, deep punishment, each one a deliberate, rolling wave that made Min-jae see stars.
Min-jae's nails scored down Meical's back, a sharp, delicious pain. "I need it. I need you to fucking ruin me. Please, Meical. Please."
That was all the permission he needed.
Meical's grip on Min-jae's hips tightened, his fingers pressing into the yielding flesh as he began to piston into him, the water splashing wildly around them.
The rhythm was jarring, primal, each snap of his hips driving the air from Min-jae's lungs in a choked gasp.
"That's it," Meical grunted, the words harsh against Min-jae's ear. "Take it. Take all of me. Your tight fucking hole is gripping my cock like you'll never let go."
The world dissolved into sensation. The cool water sloshing against their heated skin. The slick, hot clamp of Min-jae's body around his cock.
