Jeonghan walked up behind Joshua, laying his hand on his hip. He grinned. “Your hula-hooping earlier was funny Shua.”

Joshua glared at him.

Caressing Joshua’s hip, Jeonghan pressed close. “You know you can do better than that.” He titled his head, letting his nose graze Joshua’s hair. “Your hips know how to move. You did last night.”

Joshua elbowed Jeonghan. “Thanks to a certain someone my hips hurt.” He hissed low, “Since I moved them so much last night.”

Joshua had squirmed and rode Jeonghan’s hard monster for many rounds. His hips moved up and down until he got tired and Jeonghan took over.

“You wanted more. So, I gave you more.” Jeonghan wrapped his other hand on the other side of Joshua’s hip. “You moved on your own even when you were on your back. You pushed down greedily.”

“Well you can live a few nights without my hips moving,” Joshua retorted, moving away from Jeonghan. “Your hand can keep you company.” He stomped away, ears going red as he heard Jeonghan laugh.