Junyoung’s hand brushed against him as she lowered it. His body, already hardened, seemed to twitch in response. Watching Beomjin’s sharp jawline tense, she slowly pulled down his zipper.

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His deep voice was rough, nearly hoarse. His body, taut and sculpted without an ounce of excess, was beautiful. When her fingers swept over the fabric of his underwear, Beomjin let out a suppressed groan.

He tried to grab her wrist, but his movement hesitated for a moment. He had noticed the swelling on her wrist. Junyoung smiled, tilting her lips upward, and whispered.

“I want to. With you.”

With a short breath, Beomjin began kissing her fervently. Each time their skin brushed together, a shivering sensation spread through her body.

As his large hand trailed down her body and moved inward, Junyoung’s waist lifted slightly, and at the same time, her underwear slipped down her legs.

“B-Beomjin…”

“Yeah.”

“Kwon… Beomjin.”

“Yeah.”

Beomjin, pressing his lips against her chest, rubbing them against her skin, answered in a husky voice as if soothing her. Junyoung ran her hand over the muscles shifting beneath his back. His strong, pulsing body seemed to envelop her protectively.

Her heart pounded as if it would burst, but she wasn’t afraid. The only thought in her mind was wanting to be even closer to Beomjin, without any gaps between them. She liked this warmth, this scent, this weight pressing down on her.

When his hands gripped her thighs, Junyoung gasped for breath and met his eyes. The moment her lips parted at the sight of his gaze, burning with intense heat, he pushed deep inside her.

“Hhngh!”

Junyoung let out a moan at the sensation of being filled. Her entire body clenched tight, though she had already opened up enough for him. Beomjin was inside her, stretching her completely.

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