Salin stared at him thoughtfully. His eyes scanned the younger man, searching for anything different, anything that might hint at whatever job he had gone off to do. But all he saw were the marks of love and surrender from the night before. He sighed, holding back the urge to bite his lip.
— Redeem myself? Depends, did you think about me, Jun-ho? — The older man asked, his voice full of challenge. — Or were you too focused on your work with that scum?
The younger man let out a laugh, noticing the light tease in Salin's tone. He knew the meetings with Nuen were part of the job, but seeing him at the door stirred something in his lover in an unexpected way.
— I thought about you all day. I needed to go, but all I could think about was how our night went... how good it felt... — Jun-ho admitted, moving even closer. — I don't think it was enough. I need more.
Salin smiled, teasing him with a seductive tone.
— What were you thinking about?
