Then he rolled off suddenly, already reaching for his discarded pants. "Get up," he ordered, smacking her ass hard enough to leave a red handprint. Tae blinked up at him, still dazed. "We're getting that autograph inked before it fades."
Her mouth fell open. "W-what? Right now?" She instinctively reached between her thighs, but Junho caught her wrist with a growl.




















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