JJ was only 22, but he still felt old. His career of choice didn't give him a lot of time, and he only had a few more years. His eyes locked onto Yuri's face. He fought off the surprised noise when the other rolled him, and ended up straddling his hips.
This was different, but no complaints. JJ's hands moved to Yuri's hips, when the other moved to grind against his. He moaned - and to him, it sounded pathetic. This was different - and he was unaccustomed to others gaining physical power over him.
Damn it.
"I'm sorry," he muttered. "I am sorry, chaton." He sounded sincere, probably because somewhere - he was, truly, sorry he had left. He had missed so much. He wished he had stayed many times through his years gone. If he had, things would be...different.
He shifted his hips against Yuri's, fingers shifting from his hips and moved along the bottom of Yuri's tank, tugging it upwards.
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This was different, but no complaints. JJ's hands moved to Yuri's hips, when the other moved to grind against his. He moaned - and to him, it sounded pathetic. This was different - and he was unaccustomed to others gaining physical power over him.
Damn it.
"I'm sorry," he muttered. "I am sorry, chaton." He sounded sincere, probably because somewhere - he was, truly, sorry he had left. He had missed so much. He wished he had stayed many times through his years gone. If he had, things would be...different.
He shifted his hips against Yuri's, fingers shifting from his hips and moved along the bottom of Yuri's tank, tugging it upwards.