Lucid [✔️]

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"Why do you like me, Minho?"

Caleb looked down at the pale-ish male lying under him. He had his hands splayed on his chest as he rolled his hips, rubbing their hard members together.

Caleb spotted Minho moving his hands in an attempt to grip Caleb's waist. But Caleb didn't allow it. Instead, he grabbed the older's wrists and pinned them above his head, purposely rubbing his chest against the older's face.

"I don't want you touching me just yet." He purred. "You always take control. Don't you think it's fair that I steer the wheel this time?"

Minho was silent for a moment, considering it. And just as he opened his mouth to answer, he felt ropes being tied around his wrists.

Then he felt those same ropes also get wrapped around the posts on the headboard.

"That was a rhetorical question, dumbass."

Minho was a bit taken aback by the harshness in Caleb's tone.

But he couldn't also help but to feel a bit turned on. Especially as Caleb reclaimed his spot on his pelvis.

"Now, Minho-" he rolled his hips. "Why do you like me, baby?" There he went with that sultry voice again.

Minho closed his eyes when he felt Caleb move to sit on his thighs and grip his rock hard length.

"Is it because I blow you well? Or maybe it's because of my ass. Do you like my ass, Minho?"

Minho nodded as he felt the younger reach into his boxers.

"Words please, babe."

"Yes. I love your ass. I love your mouth too. Especially when it's wrapped around my cock." Minho opened his eyes and looked up at the younger through lidded eyes. 

"I love your hands too. When they're wrapped around my cock..."

"I see..." Caleb stopped pumping Minho's length. "Well, you know what I love about you?"

"What, babe?"

"You're really good-looking. And your cock is beautiful. It'd look good posted up on my wall."