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“Seungho—hngh—it’s too big.”
“Just a little—fuck—longer. It’s almost all the way in.”
“But it’ll tear!”
“It’s gone in before without tearing—shit—just try to shift your hips a little.”
“I’m trying but—hah—I-I don’t know how much longer I can take this, Seungho, it’s—it’s too much.”
“You’re doing so good, baby, I’m so close to—"
“Ngh!”
Seungho gives a forceful thrust, and the couch finally breaches the threshold of their flat. Both men drop their ends with a huff.
“Next time,” Nakyum drags a forearm across his brow, “we’re hiring a moving crew.”