~Ye Jun~
He froze, eyes going all wide like I'd just told him I was pregnant or some shit, his hand stopping dead on my dick, still wrapped around it tight but not moving, and I could see the wheels turning in his head, that mix of shock and hunger flashing across his face before he blinked it away, trying to play it cool but failing because his breath hitched loud in the quiet room.
"Wait, what?" Si-woo stammered, pulling his hand back slowly like he was afraid I'd change my mind if he moved too fast, stepping back a little but not enough to let me go, his boxers still tented obvious from earlier. "You... you want me to fuck you? For real? After I ditched you like an asshole? Are you just addicted to being treated badly? "
