“Uhh…”
“She is going to use you,” Jin pressed closer and their hips… Oh dear Lord was Shun doing his best not to move.
“Ah… Ah Jin…”
“You told me you read about her and you still want to sing with her?”
It was so hard for Shun to even think with the way his brain was going to the gutter. Lips so close to his and those emerald eyes were stealing his soul. Fingers gripped his hair and he gasped with teeth nibbling his bottom lip.
“Ah Jin, baby, I can’t… can’t think,” Shun groaned as his fingers twitched at the pinkette’s hips.
Suu Jin chuckled softly and pulled away and waited for the silver haired man to catch his breath. His green eyes slid down heaving chest toward the visible tent. Licking his lips, the idol prince watched as Shun propped himself onto his elbows, looking at him with parted lips.
“Don’t, don’t look at me like that,” Shun panted as he righted himself, “I think I have to be blindfolded when I talk to you now.”