Tae gasped, her fingers twisting in the sheets as his lips brushed her ass cheek—slow, teasing worship. His tongue traced the curve of her before dipping lower—her breath hitching when he licked a wet stripe over her asshole. "K-Kook—" she whined, hips arching back instinctively.

"You begged me to fuck you," he murmured, nipping at her flesh before lapping at her tight rim again. "Now hold still." His tongue pressed harder—probing—until she shuddered, her moans climbing higher.