lay your hands on me
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lotuskTitle: Lay Your Hands on Me
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jongin/Kyungsoo (featuring Amber & Minseok)
Length: 6202 words
Genre: not-quite-romance, sort-of-smut, general boring-ness, very much idek
Warnings: boring af and awkward smut
Summary: CEO!Kyungsoo just wants to forget the world for an hour when he goes for his weekly massage but his new masseur Jongin makes it difficult.
a/n: This is a very belated birthday fic for my bias Kim Jongin <3
The tall, broad-shouldered young man had had skin the shade of mulled honey and straight, dark chocolate hair that framed a face with a strong jaw and a sensuous mouth. He was smiling at the receptionist, his beautiful eyes glinting with laughter as fine laugh lines creased the skin around his eyes. A client chatting up the receptionist, that's who he probably was.
Like a reckless moth drawn to incandescent flame, Kyungsoo had been consumed by the need to approach the young man. To get a closer look. To gaze into those smiling eyes. To say hello. And because he wanted all those things, Kyungsoo was even more determined to steer his eyes away from the young man and force his feet to take him to his assigned massage room. He'd never seen Reception Hottie again after that, even though he often scanned the corridors hoping to find him again.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jongin/Kyungsoo (featuring Amber & Minseok)
Length: 6202 words
Genre: not-quite-romance, sort-of-smut, general boring-ness, very much idek
Warnings: boring af and awkward smut
Summary: CEO!Kyungsoo just wants to forget the world for an hour when he goes for his weekly massage but his new masseur Jongin makes it difficult.
a/n: This is a very belated birthday fic for my bias Kim Jongin <3
The tall, broad-shouldered young man had had skin the shade of mulled honey and straight, dark chocolate hair that framed a face with a strong jaw and a sensuous mouth. He was smiling at the receptionist, his beautiful eyes glinting with laughter as fine laugh lines creased the skin around his eyes. A client chatting up the receptionist, that's who he probably was.
Like a reckless moth drawn to incandescent flame, Kyungsoo had been consumed by the need to approach the young man. To get a closer look. To gaze into those smiling eyes. To say hello. And because he wanted all those things, Kyungsoo was even more determined to steer his eyes away from the young man and force his feet to take him to his assigned massage room. He'd never seen Reception Hottie again after that, even though he often scanned the corridors hoping to find him again.
