( at least with his eyes closed she can't let out a breath, mouthing what the fuck to no one but the altar. how exactly did she gets hyunsu on his knees, hands on her? she has less than a clue. she's going to assume temporary insanity. not that it's fair, obviously — she's fully conscious in stepping away from him, picking her dress off her shoulders one at a time until the fabric pools at her feet, awkwardly stepping out of it with a nervous glance down. yep, she's naked. alright. might as well commit.
when she catches hyunsu's hands again and presses them against her hips, it's bare skin until his palms, fabric warmed and soft. her breath catches, not used to the feeling. )
Hyunsu.
( she sighs it before halving down, fingers propping up his face so she can kiss him, tongue laving over the seam of his mouth. pressed against him, )
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( at least with his eyes closed she can't let out a breath, mouthing what the fuck to no one but the altar. how exactly did she gets hyunsu on his knees, hands on her? she has less than a clue. she's going to assume temporary insanity. not that it's fair, obviously — she's fully conscious in stepping away from him, picking her dress off her shoulders one at a time until the fabric pools at her feet, awkwardly stepping out of it with a nervous glance down. yep, she's naked. alright. might as well commit.
when she catches hyunsu's hands again and presses them against her hips, it's bare skin until his palms, fabric warmed and soft. her breath catches, not used to the feeling. )
Hyunsu.
( she sighs it before halving down, fingers propping up his face so she can kiss him, tongue laving over the seam of his mouth. pressed against him, )
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