Miles felt in rapture as he watched Joon sink to his knees and look up at him through what could only be describes as the prettiest eyelashes he had ever seen âYou really are beautifulâ he said and ran a hand through the dark hair,biting his lower lip as he felt the first brush of tongue âFuckâ he cursed âsome teasing is good,but good gracious,I am a desperate manâ
âFlattery gets you everywhere these days.â He mumbled, leaning into the fingers that carded through his hair, although still keeping his eyes up to gauge Milesâ reaction when he licked him once more. âDesperate? Didnât take you for the type.â Regardless, he took that as his cue to finally open his mouth, taking the head in past his lips and sucking on the tip.

















