*Disclaimer- This chapter has smut: Jin helping Shun hold out, enjoy*
“Baby, is it bad?”
“Mm,” he nodded and looked up to stare and green eyes still framed by the glasses, “A bad memory.”
“You don’t have to tell me,” Jin peppered his face with kisses and he smiled.
“When I was young,” Shun whispered,” I was kidnapped and trying to get my parents’ attention, they stabbed me. Hey, I am okay,” he smiled and cupped the idol’s face, “I am alive. Everything is fine.”
He saw emerald eyes searched his face before his boyfriend nodded. Then, kisses were deeper, stronger, filled with so much Shun was as hard as a rock. Lips moved down his neck and down to nibble at his collarbone. Fingers were moving down to his hips and thumbs ran up and down the curve of his hips. As mouth gripped his hardened nipple, he sucked in a breath, and he turned away. His fingers gripped the blonde wig and twitched.