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Junmin finally has the dorm to himself, and the hunger he's been holding back spills over. As he touches himself, his mind drifts to Minjae-his lips shaping the name in broken whispers, each one more desperate than the last. He begs under his breath, needy and trembling, wanting more, aching to be taken, used, ruined. Every word, every moan that slips free feels like a confession he can't hold back, like he's giving himself away with nothing left to hide.