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Jeongguk has it all. He is young, handsome, rich, has a beautiful fiancée. He will soon become a CEO at his father's company, which is one of the most successful companies in Seoul. It would seem that his life is almost perfect. Everythi...
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Jeongguk let another loud moan escape from his lips as his head leaned back against the wet tiles. His dark hair was curled gently and wet, sticking to his forehead. Water droplets still glistened on his bare chest, which was now rising in a quick breath. He felt the water drip from his wet hair, sliding down his shoulders and his athletic back
"Oh, I love our training," he choked out with difficulty.
As soon as the words escaped his lips, a low, sensual chuckle filled the shower cubicle. Instinctively, he looked at the man kneeling in front of him. Taehyung moved away from him, letting his cock slide out of his mouth. However, he quickly replaced the hot lips with his nimble hand, which immediately began to move up and down his manhood in rhythmic, hard strokes. The tattoo artist licked his lips and curved them into a sensual smile, staring at him with onyx irises from beneath a curtain of thick black lashes.
"Our training?" He asked, not entirely convinced of what the young CEO was saying. "Or rather, what do we do after training?" He added, and to confirm his words, he moved his tongue from the shaft to the head of the man's cock quivering in his hand.
"Oh! This too!" He choked out again, which was met with another faint chuckle of the tattoo artist.
Taehyung, still with that damn sexy, cheeky smile on his lips, leaned forward again and sucked the pink head shining from pre-cum into his mouth. His tattooed hands gripped tighter on Gguk's strong thigh. The man's right leg was lifted and thrown over his left shoulder, allowing him even better access. He wanted to slide his long fingers into him and stimulate his prostate to double his pleasure and thereby speed up his orgasm, but they had no lubricant with them, so he refrained, not wanting to cause him pain.
He knew Jeon didn't mind if he was a bit more brutal with him sometimes during sex. He liked it when he tugged his hair as he spanked him hard, his hands tightening around his throat as he penetrated him fast and hard. He liked it when his movements were firm, precisely aimed at this most sensitive spot, when, after sex, he still felt a slight burning sensation, when his lips almost ached from strong kisses and bites.
Now, however, it was neither the time nor the place to play. Jeongguk must have been driving to the office in a moment for a business meeting where he was supposed to look impeccable, elegant and sleek. As if he came straight off the cover of one of the business fashion magazines, rather than stepping out of the shower after fucking with his partner hard.
So he only squeezed his hands tighter on his strong thigh, digging his tattooed fingers into the taut skin, and sucked harder, wanting to give him the greatest possible pleasure from this sensual act. The tiles were digging painfully into his knees, but he wasn't going to stop. As the businessman's hand tightened on his red strands, still damp from the shower they'd taken together a moment ago, he knew the boy was close. Jeongguk's hips pushed forward involuntarily, making him almost choked, but he continued his caresses. He moved his head, rhythmically sliding the man's cock in and out of his mouth, stimulating it with the piercing in his tongue just as Jeon loved it. After a while, the brunet tightened his hand even tighter on the red strands, pressing the tattooist's head against his crotch, while gently rocking his hips, chasing his own orgasm.
