@simon park /his skin forms goosebumps upon hearing your growl, getting more sensitive as moments pass. he curses himself for being so audible, so loud and always voicing his thoughts out loud. the kiss is hot, fiery, filled with emotions and he finds himself growing more impatient. thus he pulls his head back and continues to trail kisses down your sculpted body, feeling the muscles move underneath his lips and he drops down to his knees, fingertips hooking into your underwear- but not pulling it down yet. instead he noses around and a thick stripe over your clothed member. only then he discards you off of the material. it's a little fun for him, to tease, to have you weak underneath his touches. his lips immediately part when you're freed from your underwear, tongue darting out to around the base, followed by a series of kisses up the length. he glances up at you before he finally circles his lips around you and slowly sinks down;
@reece king /the thought of those pretty lips wrapping about his shaft is enough to provoke a growl from simon's throat; he very much enjoyed the soft whimper he heard fall from your mouth and feel you twitching as he slides his thumb over your slit; it's entertaining, even/ /simon breathes out and pulls back just enough to slide his sweats down and make room for you to get on your knees, but not before pulling you into a long, lingering kiss/
@simon park /hot breath flows over his lips at your reaction to the way his body reacts to you- almost as if it is natural. he sighs out, fingers threading themselves through your dark locks and he just plays a little with the strands. simultaneously giving you a little massage. eyes shoot a glance down towards you, hips and muscles jerking at the warmth engulfing around his length. his fingers clutching onto your bicep and he rests his chin on top of your head; no.. /he is breathless, your being simply have stolen his breath; wanna you off.
@reece king /a flush slowly grows in Simon's cheeks at your words; did you really mean it? it seems a bit too good to be true, but he trusted you/ Wow.. /he whispers under his breath as your back arches under his lips, the reaction he pulled from you with such a small action was...reassuring, in a way, and he heard your heart beat faster and your chest rise and fall quicker/ do you want me to touch you here? /he asked teasingly, a smirk painting his lips as Simon's fingers found their way under your waistband and around your , giving you a firm tug/
@simon park /he figures this is all too much to take in, in such a short amount of time. so he supposes taking it slow, taking our time exploring each other's bodies and mapping each other's bumps and creases- perfections and imperfections; i promise. i don't want anyone else but you. /he allows you to undress him, with no objections at all. his lids flutter closed and all the touches make him arch himself into you, groans decorating the hot atmosphere of the room. and that is when he starts craving the friction, so he bucks his hips up, grinding his own lower body against your;
@reece king /everything is a lot, and Simon can't help but to feel overwhelmed; what should he do first? he tends to rush these things, though he has all the time in the world, so with a deep breath he calms himself down, smiling into the kiss and shrugs off his jacket, along with yours, shivering from how your fingers brush against his hardened buds. Promise? /he whispered, sliding your belt off next, then your shirt, lips eagerly kissing the younger one's chest, teeth taking your between his teeth, his hands slipping in your pants from behind to give your a sweeter, admiring your body's firmness and soft skin
@simon park /upon your request he slips a hand underneath your shirt, the pad of a finger rubbing over one of your s. he tilts his head to the side, humming softly when his sensitive lobe is stimulated. he too does emit a gasp out of surprise, cold sensation prodding into his lower back as the counter presses into it. but he doesn't budge, try to free himself from your grip, no. he does the opposite, he pulls you in with hands cupping the back of your head and he steals a kiss; my body's all yours, simon. so take whatever you like because everything's yours.
@reece king /the mere three inch difference between their height isn't much, but Simon notices; he is a quiet observer when it comes to the German man, mostly too shy to say anything to the beautiful model. I want you to touch me /he whispers against your jaw, nipping your lobe before he gasps at the sudden pressure between his legs, fire spreading through his body; his hands reach forward and switch them so you're against the counter, your belt undone after fiddling with the buckle, a mix of nervousness and excitement causing Simon's hands to shake. I want everything you're willing to give me, please.
@simon park /one hand cradles the lower part of your back, pushing you forward and into him. then, he aligns his thigh with your crotch, applying just the right amount of pressure to squeeze a reaction out of you. at least he hopes so. he aligns his gaze with yours and presses a feathery kiss on your lips; i love it, makes me feel appreciated. knowing that there is somebody out there that wants you. but now i am here, tell me how you want my touches and i will gladly do everything you want me to.
@reece king /with every step you take, it seems like his heart is beating 10 times the speed, it threatening to pop out of the cage of bones that forbid that to happen; he gulps as you inhale his aftershave, leaning back on the counter so you won't hear how hard his heart was thumping. Yeah, I'm craving your touch and I got carried away... /chuckles nervously as he looks up into your eyes. You... Don't mind if I say things like that?
@simon park /your expression seems to spark up something inside of him and he finds himself trailing closer to you, arms caging you in his embrace -his hands supporting his weight on the counter behind you- and he buries his face underneath your jawline, inhaling your scent that drives him delirious; but what he told me, was that true? because if i can be honest with you.. it was quite enjoyable waking up to messages like that.
@reece king /leans against the counter with his hands in his sweat pockets, freezing, turning a bit red as he looks into your eyes. Taehyung is a taddle tale...