âIs that an invitation to kiss you or a suggestion?â Despite his words, he was never this bold- Never the type to be outright sincere and so demanding, but it had to be one of them and Jin was shamelessly stepping up to bat. The florist stepped forward a few more paces, an arm reaching around to rest on Willâs lower ba and it wasnât a casual move, oh no, he was already playing with the hem of the manâs shirt, his fingers brushing the soft skin underneath. âIâll gladly deflower you any day,â His mouth was inches away from Willâs, minty breath colliding with the otherâs. âAnd Iâm not to busy now if you want me to give you a personal tour.â There was a flash of a smile and then Jin stepped back, trying his hardest to ignore the growing pains in his pants from the constraining fabric, but he kept going, cocking his head for Will to follow. âItâs just around the corner.â
âItâs.. A suggestion.â  Will nodded, he wanted Jin to take it up a little, there flirting had been back and forth and gradually been heating up. Finally the gap was closed and the florist was standing within centimeters of him, his arms wrapping around his back. The fingers teasing at the bottom of his shirt, the light touch sending shivers up his spine. âIâm glad youâre willing to do that for me, but I definitely think we should get on that personal tour right now. Iâm very keen to see the personal stops of the floristâs tour.. Or something like that.â Why did dirty talk have to be so awkward for him sometimes. Letting out a little sigh when Jin moved back, wishing heâd kiss him instead of moving away. âLead the way..â












