Jay’s fingers curled around Heeseung’s hand, pulling him to his feet with a gentleness that contrasted the intensity of his gaze.
His eyes swept over Heeseung’s frame, lingering on every delicate curve the lace dress revealed.
Jay’s breath hitched slightly as he drank in the sight of him, but he composed himself, his expression softening.
He brought Heeseung’s hand up to his lips, pressing a lingering kiss to the back of it, his thumb tracing soothing circles over his knuckles.
When he finally looked back up, his lips curled into a soft, almost reverent smile.
“Beautiful.”
Jay whispered, his voice hushed, as if he was afraid to break the moment.
His hands moved, reaching for the small, intricate buttons at the back of Heeseung’s dress.
The lace fabric gave way easily beneath his touch, and with each button he undid, Jay’s fingers grazed Heeseung’s skin.
Heeseung’s breath trembled as Jay took the dress off his shoulders, the lace sliding down slowly, exposing more of his skin.
Jay took his time, savoring every inch he uncovered, his eyes following the delicate lines of Heeseung’s body with open admiration.
Jay guided Heeseung to sit back down on the edge of the bed, his movements unhurried.
He crouched in front of him, carefully slipping off Heeseung's shoes.
Jay’s hands slid up Heeseung’s bare legs, his touch worshipful.
He looked up at Heeseung, his expression filled with awe, as if he were in the presence of something sacred.
“You have no idea what you do to me.”
Jay murmured.
His hands continued to roam, gliding over Heeseung’s thighs, his waist, tracing the lines of his body with a quiet devotion.
Every touch felt like a prayer, every caress slow, filled with longing.
Heeseung’s heart raced, his body warming under Jay’s attention, under the way Jay treated him as though he were something so precious.
Jay leaned in, pressing a kiss to Heeseung’s knee, then his thigh, working his way up with gentle, reverent kisses.
Jay’s lips lingered over Heeseung’s skin, his breath warm against him as he gave attention to every inch.
When he finally lifted his head, their eyes met, and the weight of Jay’s devotion hit Heeseung like a wave, leaving him breathless.
Jay’s smile was tender, full of adoration, as though this moment belonged only to them.
Heeseung could feel the heat rising to his cheeks, his breath uneven under Jay’s touch.
“You don’t have to do all this.” Heeseung whispered.
Jay’s smile deepened, full of intention.
“I want to.”
He replied, his voice low and soothing.
He pressed another kiss to Heeseung’s thigh, lingering just long enough to feel the way Heeseung’s muscles tensed under his lips.
“It makes me happy.”
Heeseung shivered as Jay’s hands trailed up his body, fingers brushing over his waist, lingering for a moment before sliding around to his back.
Jay leaned closer, his lips now pressing against Heeseung’s bare chest, slow and deliberate, savoring every inch of skin he touched.
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Million dollar baby | heejay
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