pellucid. + jhs.

ershisi

SHE began to want something, something she didn't know.

"please," she croaked out, catching hoseok's immediate attention.

"will you be alright," he asked, eyes clouding with concern.

jae's head simultaneously nodded, "i will."

"tell me if it's too much, okay?"

"okay."

hoseok gently pushes himself in, which was enough to send a b flat groan out of his mouth.

jae's eyes flutter close as she feels herself being slowly filled up. it burns—like an oven—but it was like swirls of white chocolate, and feathers of a parrot, and that was good.