[ Now now! Seungjun thinks he's doing a swell job of playing along with Daseul's request, even if he's hamming it up a little more than necessary at the moment.
It seems his clever jokes are going to be ignored in favor of the main event, however. Truly tragic. Genius is so rarely appreciated, but Seungjun can let this one slide for the time being.
Seungjun ducks down to press his lips against Daseul's own again, and grabs him by the collar of his shirt to yank him froward. He's more than happy to comply with this request, but he needs Daseul to shift his position a little to make that happen. ]
[ A boy who loves a good tightly woven roleplay Daseul might be, but he is also a boy who loves a good, hard fuck even more, and he'll never let them overlap in a way that leaves him feeling needy and unfilled. He's still very much interested in holding onto his role, don't get him wrong, but he also lacks patience, and he wants to get fucked a little before he goes back to pretending.
The sudden rough treatment means nothing to him but excitement pounding in his chest, and he eagerly complies with what Seungjun wants, following him forward like a touch-starved baby duck who wants nothing more than kisses and filth thrown straight into his lap. ]
[ They also don't have an endless amount of time here to fulfill all of Daseul's kinkiest dreams. There are still other people in this building that will eventually want to get back to doing their jobs, after all.
So maybe Seungjun is a little rougher than necessarily as he manhandles Daseul up onto his own desk and pushes him down onto his back. He's relatively certain from past experiences that Daseul doesn't mind at all, and as an added bonus Seungjun managed to pull that move off with relatively little kiss interruptions.
Daseul's welcome.
However, he does pull away from the kiss now, as he straddles Daseul's thighs and works at the zipper on his pants. ]
Just sit back and let me take care of everything, sir.
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It seems his clever jokes are going to be ignored in favor of the main event, however. Truly tragic. Genius is so rarely appreciated, but Seungjun can let this one slide for the time being.
Seungjun ducks down to press his lips against Daseul's own again, and grabs him by the collar of his shirt to yank him froward. He's more than happy to comply with this request, but he needs Daseul to shift his position a little to make that happen. ]
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The sudden rough treatment means nothing to him but excitement pounding in his chest, and he eagerly complies with what Seungjun wants, following him forward like a touch-starved baby duck who wants nothing more than kisses and filth thrown straight into his lap. ]
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So maybe Seungjun is a little rougher than necessarily as he manhandles Daseul up onto his own desk and pushes him down onto his back. He's relatively certain from past experiences that Daseul doesn't mind at all, and as an added bonus Seungjun managed to pull that move off with relatively little kiss interruptions.
Daseul's welcome.
However, he does pull away from the kiss now, as he straddles Daseul's thighs and works at the zipper on his pants. ]
Just sit back and let me take care of everything, sir.