It didn't take long for Zion to feel Suga's cock growing inside his mouth, and he pulled it out with a wet sound that made Suga's ears flush red. He had been sucking on it like it was the sweetest part of Suga's body, but the fingers didn't stop— their rhythm shifted from before, now spreading wider, pressing against that sensitive spot inside Suga that made him grow even wetter down there.
Feeling it loosen enough, Zion swiftly withdrew all his fingers, gripping his own cock— hard and flushed a deep red that looked almost painful. He'd been holding back longer than Suga, so it was natural for the color to darken like that. He hissed as he pressed the tip against Suga's rim, but instead of sliding in, he glanced at Suga, who was biting his lower lip hard, trying to stifle the embarrassing moans threatening to spill out.
"Suga… does it feel good?"
Even if Suga wanted to answer, he didn't trust his own mouth— so he kept biting his lower lip.
