How is it ever going, huh?

I'm stuck in a prison. A constant loop of minthigh. Plump jiggly delicious minthigh. I'm salivating, plants. Is that what you wanted to hear??? I'm sure it was. I'm sure you were HOPING I'd have a fucking meltdown when you sent this and good for you!!! You got your way!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

God now I'm thinking about Jisung kneeling between his legs, spreading them open, sucking marks all along his inner thighs and chuckling against the trembling flesh as Minho gasps and whines. Ugh Jisung just wants to see the skin all red and marked but it isn't enough so he starts slapping them right where he just left his marks. And Minho is cursing and writhing and just telling Jisung to fuck him already. DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT. Jisung tells him he is doing something. He's marveling at how quickly his skin heats up with every impact. How his cock twitches when he inflicts pain. What a pretty pain slut he makes perched on the couch. Taking it. And Minho tries to squeeze his legs together when it starts to get too overwhelming, but Jisung won't let him. Forces his legs to stay open with his hands on his inner thighs. Squeezing them just to watch the bright red flesh bulge between his fingers. Groans at the sight of it jiggling when he slaps his palm against it again.

Okay I'm gonna have to stop right there holyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy