[ A shame that Inho doesn't know how to articulate himself, because Daseul would very much like hearing what's going on in Inho's head about his first filthy interaction. Though not getting it now isn't of a lot of importance; he'll definitely be asking about it later anyway.
From between Inho's legs, he's quick to strip his pants off- as far down as he has the patience for, giving up at Inho's knees because he's an impatient boy and he can only deal with so much.
His eyes flicker back up at Inho's voice though; he seems pleased with something. ]
You can order me around as you like.
[ Far be it from him to become a boy who doesn't love being pushed about.
As soon as he gets the opportunity, Daseul's hand goes straight to Inho's freed cock, stroking slowly. He knows what he wants. ]
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From between Inho's legs, he's quick to strip his pants off- as far down as he has the patience for, giving up at Inho's knees because he's an impatient boy and he can only deal with so much.
His eyes flicker back up at Inho's voice though; he seems pleased with something. ]
You can order me around as you like.
[ Far be it from him to become a boy who doesn't love being pushed about.
As soon as he gets the opportunity, Daseul's hand goes straight to Inho's freed cock, stroking slowly. He knows what he wants. ]