HANDS || TaeTen || +18

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Taeyong kissed him on the back of his head, his hand was resting on the other's hips, he gently came down to the area where the zipper of his pants was and something beyond him. Ten took a deep breath, but it was almost impossible to avoid the sighs as he felt the Korean's hand caress that area. Ten did not know what to do about it, considering Taeyong had already glued to him behind and did not give any indication that he would let go. The hand of the other had become faster with the caresses and pressed much more, so that he could feel what was special in there. Taeyong stopped his movements to keep his hand on what was taking life in there. He squeezed it gently and kept doing it for some time.
-Ahh, what do you want with this?- Ten threw his head back and felt Taeyong's lips kiss his neck.
-With what?- Pretending to be disengaged, still squeezing more and more
-Tae, look where we are...- Ten signaled, but it was not as if that was enough, especially after Taeyong pushed him against the clear wall of the room. His nimble fingers unbuttoned the thongs of the jeans and opened the front of his underwear, making his fingers rub seductively over the boy's congested limb. And if that were not enough, he'd still come to torture him with a burning kiss on the lips, pulling out al, of the air that he had left. Ah but ten was loving those caresses... But it was wrong as in the same second as he thrust his hand into his underwear, Taeyong had to sneak away quickly so that it would not make it's obvious that they were doing something wrong there. And all of this, was because of Ten's mother and her willingness to help.