Foreword

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"Oh hyung, if you're not going to give me my right, I'll forcefully take it,"
Wonwoo squirmed when he felt Mingyu's lips crashed into his. As if kissing equates to whatever right they're talking about, the younger passionately moved his lips, no words are being exchanged instead, the tongue does the speaking. Mingyu travels his hand on the small of his hyung's waist, grabbing it with force to close whatever remaining gap is hindering them from exchanging body heats. He guided Wonwoo's hip and started grinding it on his bulging crotch, in which the older moaned like he was chanting spells.

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