An animalistic growl bubbled up from his throat when he felt Bae finish. The boy clung so tightly to him with every inch of his body. His lissome arms, his slender legs, and of course his delicious hole. Yohan managed maybe two or three more thrusts into him, unable to hold out until Bae had a chance to come down.

No, as promised, he was right behind his lover, moaning Bae's name against the boy's lips. His cock pulsed and twitched with each spurt of cum that filled Bae, until Yohan finally stilled. Well, all but the heaving of his chest as he gasped for breath.

It took a moment for him to lift a hand from the water to caress Bae's cheek and pet his hair. Soft kisses followed, dropped careless on his lips and the surrounding skin. Bae was beautiful, always, unquestionably. But he never looked sexier to Yohan than he did in moments like this: flushed cheeks, kiss-bruised lips, half-lidded eyes, completely and blissfully fucked out.

"You're so perfect, darling," he murmured.