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Hyunwoo was gentle. Changkyun understood why; he was much older than he was, and to this day, Changkyun was still a baby in his eyes.
Being the first one that Changkyun told, Hyunwoo didn’t want to rush anything, to make the situation uncomfortable. Changkyun appreciated it.
They started off slowly at first, with soft kisses and hands lightly grazing each other’s backs. It was enough for Changkyun, because that was all he needed. Being so touch deprived meant that he was happy with any kind of intimacy.
It was when Changkyun was unbearably hard, moaning loudly as Hyunwoo nibbled on his neck, his head tilted back, that they took it further.
They never got too rough. As he said, Hyunwoo was gentle, and the last thing that he wanted was to go too fast. Changkyun’s head was against the pillow with Hyunwoo slipping his cock in and out of him, his calloused hands gripping on Changkyun’s hips as he grunted in rhythm.
“Is that okay? Does this feel okay?”
Changkyun responded by letting out another deep moan, arching his back as Hyunwoo continued to fuck him, picking up the pace. He’d ask for it harder, but he was also content with the speed that they were going at. He didn’t want Hyunwoo to worry.
He was afraid that Hyunwoo was too big at first, but Hyunwoo went slowly so that Changkyun could get used to the size, and now it felt so good that he almost didn’t want to climax.
Almost.
Hyunwoo came inside of him, filling him out. Hyunwoo slipped out his wet cock, letting himself moan. Changkyun was about to collapse, thinking that they were done, when he felt a soft tongue inside of him.
He let out his own moan.
“Oh my god, Daddy…”
Hyunwoo paused. “W-what did you say?”
Changkyun arched further, his face deep into the pillow, trying to bite it to stop him from letting out a deafening grunt.
“Daddy,” Changkyun repeated with more force. Hyunwoo responded to that by pinching his cheeks – slightly – before parting them, and going down again. His tongue exploring his ass, cleaning up the mess he’d made. Changkyun continued to moan against the pillow, repeating his favourite word over and over again.
Changkyun reached his climax, biting the pillow to avoid letting out an obnoxiously loud moan. A wave of pleasure flowed through his body, and Hyunwoo’s large hands on his ass only made it better.
He collapsed, his head still pressed against the pillow, his hair a mess. Hyunwoo joined, letting Changkyun’s breathing slow down.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah,” he responded. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”