𝔅𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔭𝔬𝔦𝔫𝔱 -> 𝔐𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔲𝔫𝔤 𝔣𝔣
I shifted on his lap, just enough to make my movement obvious, a little exaggerated. My hips rolled slowly, the side-to-side motion almost too casual. Minho's pants were getting tighter with every subtle move I made, and I wasn't just imagining it. He whispered into my ear, "You're on thin ice, Jisung. If you keep thi...