Jai awkwardly sat up, pulling his short that had dropped down to his waist up. He cleared hso throat loudly. His mouth was still dry and… still had the taste of the other man.
His eyes couldn't help but flick downward—right where Shao's bulge still stood tall and stubborn beneath his pants.
He quickly looked away, only to glance down at himself. The comparison made him cringe internally. 'I'm just a small baby radish compared to him…' he thought bitterly.
Shao let out a loud cough, trying to ease the suffocating tension that had settled between them.
"Jai… we should go," he muttered, his voice rough and low as he reached for the door and gently pushed it open.
