He hummed against Emil's mouth, enjoying the kiss, enjoying letting Emil taste his own cum. Snowballing has always been a favorite kink of his.

Seung-gil scooted back and lounged on the pillows like a prince. His legs spread invitingly for Emil to lay between, his cock hard against his belly, weeping gently on his Adonis’ belt. It was an easy position for Emil to either blow him or tip his hips and eat him out.

There was a sound at the door, and he looked at it as he reached out to put his hand on Emil's head. "Sounds like someone else finally had the same idea," he murmured.