[ Sorting out this tangle of limbs took way too much time, he felt, but where they ended up made it worthwhile. Even though this essentially trapped him, Minho found he liked Thomas straddling him, both the feel and the sight of it, looking him over intently before their eyes met.
Hearing that one sound just made Minho want more of them, and he finally let go of the other's shirt, his hand sliding down instead to find the hem, push it up, his hand splaying over Thomas' side before his fingers dug in. The hand moving over his back made him moan in turn, a feeling like sparks dancing down his spine while his hold loosened just for the barest instant. But then he just pushed back harder, kissing Thomas open-mouthed and hungry, running his tongue over the other's as he went to deepen it. Instinct carried him, allowed him to listen to what he wanted, what they both wanted. Not at all that complicated. ]
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Hearing that one sound just made Minho want more of them, and he finally let go of the other's shirt, his hand sliding down instead to find the hem, push it up, his hand splaying over Thomas' side before his fingers dug in. The hand moving over his back made him moan in turn, a feeling like sparks dancing down his spine while his hold loosened just for the barest instant. But then he just pushed back harder, kissing Thomas open-mouthed and hungry, running his tongue over the other's as he went to deepen it. Instinct carried him, allowed him to listen to what he wanted, what they both wanted. Not at all that complicated. ]