Jay’s gaze softened as he looked down at Heeseung, taking in every expression that crossed his flushed face.
Jay reached out, gently taking Heeseung’s trembling hands in his own, his fingers intertwining with Heeseung’s as if sealing a silent promise between them.
The warmth of Jay’s touch was grounding, and Heeseung instinctively squeezed his hands back, finding comfort in the way their fingers fit together so perfectly.
Jay guided Heeseung’s hands above his head, pressing them gently against the pillows, pinning them there with a gentle but firm grip.
Their eyes locked, the quiet intensity of the moment deepening as Jay leaned down, his forehead brushing against Heeseung’s, their breaths mingling in the small space between them.
And then, with excruciating slowness, Jay pushed forward, his body pressing closer as he began to enter Heeseung.
The sensation was intense, a mix of pressure and pleasure that made Heeseung’s breath catch in his throat.
Heeseung’s fingers tightened around Jay’s, his grip almost desperate.
Jay paused, his lips finding Heeseung’s once more in a soft, reassuring kiss.
Slowly, carefully, Jay continued to push in, his movements gentle.
Heeseung’s breath was shaky, his body trembling beneath Jay, but he trusted him completely, letting go of any lingering tension.
Heeseung’s back arched slightly, his fingers tightening around Jay’s, his heart pounding as he let himself sink into the sensation of being completely held, completely loved.
Jay pulled back just enough to look into Heeseung’s eyes, his expression filled with nothing but adoration.
“I love you.”
Jay whispered, his voice thick with emotion, his hands still holding Heeseung’s as if he never wanted to let go.
Heeseung’s breath hitched, his body trembling under the intensity of it all.
Jay’s touch, his voice, the way he was inside him, filling every part of him not just with sensation but with something deeper.
Love.
“Heeseung, I love you.”
Jay repeated, his voice softer this time, almost like a prayer.
He leaned down, brushing his lips over Heeseung’s in the lightest of kisses, as if afraid to overwhelm him with everything he was feeling.
But Heeseung kissed him back, pressing up into the softness of Jay’s lips, his fingers still entwined tightly with Jay’s as if clinging to him for stability.
Jay’s body moved with an unhurried grace, his hips rolling gently, careful and deliberate as he began to set a slow rhythm.
Every motion was tender, full of care, as though Jay was afraid to rush this, to break the delicate intimacy between them.
Heeseung’s hands clenched tighter against Jay's, his breath uneven as pleasure coursed through him in slow, powerful waves.
“Jay..”
Heeseung breathed, his voice barely a whisper as he tilted his head back, exposing more of his neck to Jay’s eager lips.
His body arched beneath Jay’s, pushing against him as their connection deepened with every slow, measured thrust.
His mind felt hazy, filled only with the sensations of Jay’s body against his own, the way their skin brushed together, the heat building between them.
Jay’s lips pressed against Heeseung’s throat, trailing slow, reverent kisses up to his jawline, and then he looked down again, their eyes meeting in a moment of raw vulnerability.
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Million dollar baby | heejay
Fanfiction"What can a man do to have you, Heeseung?" "That's the thing, Jay. You can't just have me. I'm not something you can possess. But if you're asking how you can keep my attention..You'd have to give me something worth staying for." "What would that be...
