Each touch, each kiss, each whisper and press of the lips – was like fire. Calloused hands trailed down soft thighs, before gripping them – pulling his lover closer. A cry of pleasure came from the younger's parted lips and a smirk formed on his lover's.

“Easy now Jae, don't want the neighbor's to complain again.”

“Oh you Jung Daehyun.”

“Isn't that what you're already doing?”

“... Shu – Oh god.”