mxn i'm so so glad you'll be able to post a little more... one of my favorite sensations is glass.... do you think you could assign the members? glass window, mirror, glass bottle, shower cubicle, a glass toy, glass beads, wine glass? thank u.
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dark colours blur the steamed surface of the shower cubicle in holographic dreams, in the shades of sex, as hyunwoo’s knee slides between your thighs and his hands pin your wrists to the hot glass above your head. lavender burns your lungs and his tongue carves your chest, and you shiver.
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you kneel on messy hotel sheets in nothing but little black panties and hoseok’s heavy gaze, watching in the silent shadows of the mirror decorating the dark wall as his fingers slide beneath the soft hem, as they sink so deep into your sex. all night, baby, he whispers hot and achingly vulnerable against your lips, i’m going to play you all night.
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again? he hums as your white knuckles threaten to shred his ivory silks, as minhyuk drags a glittering string of the coldest, sweetest glass beads so tortuously slow between your legs. their smooth curves catch the soft light, casting pretty prisms across the wicked, sadistic curl of his lips as he whispers sugar’s so helpless.
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the crystal edge of the wine glass leaves kihyun’s lips, a stray drop lingering on the flushed stain of his lips. you lean into him, into intoxication and soft cologne, to suck the drop from his skin. rich, you breathe as your fingers grip the iced chain choking his throat, and his fingers dig your ass, and full bodied.
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the pane of the window vibrates with the pound of hard sex as hyungwon fucks you into the raw, relentless caress of the midnight creeping across the cool glass. it bites you slow, deep, as your fingers tear at the curtains and your lips drip desire onto his. fuck me harder, you tell him, as if he could.
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jooheon’s thumb only allows the honeyed soju to paint you one little spill at a time, to sugar you up with one swirl of his tongue after the other. the golden liquor falls straight from the dark bottle onto your body, and he doesn’t miss a single drop.
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the glass toy slides so easily inside you it’s sinful, and changkyun groans from somewhere so low and animal in his chest the night sings with it. you climax almost immediately, clenching against those new and chilled sensations, fuck, he spits as he watches you hit that sweet high, you wanna make me lose it with jealously?
