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“Well, that was a disaster,” Kawi grimaces as they watch the parking attendant saunter away, pockets heavier with the small fortune Pisaeng had slipped him in exchange for his discretion.
Face still tinged with the remnants of a flush, body loose and languid from his recent release, Pisaeng helps Kawi up from the footwell, arranging the smaller man to his satisfaction in the backseat before pulling him in close for a sloppy kiss.
“What do you mean?” Pisaeng hums in satisfaction as he coaxes a moan out of Kawi. “You were a natural.” Time for him to return the favour.