They've been together for several years now, they've been having sex for several years now, but he still has his shy moments. Yohan is just a very overwhelming presence. Hayun pushes through his shyness though. He doesn't hesitate so much anymore. He touches what he wants to touch, even if there is a bit of meekness in the touch itself. Like the way his fingers once again ghost over the older man's cock, his own fingers twitching with the desire to wrap around it, to stroke it, to feel it growing harder in his hand.

He doesn't, though. At least not yet. He may be bolder than he used to be, but he still has to work up to some things. And that he gets to tease Yohan along the way is a nice bonus.

"There doesn't seem to be anyone else in the apartment but us so yeah, right here."

It really does feel like it's been so long since they'd last seen each other. Each time they're apart, it feels like longer until they're together again. It doesn't matter if it's one month exactly every time. It starts to feel like two and three and four. And it feels like their time together keeps getting shorter. Like this time, they have an entire week together and there at the beginning of it, it feels like plenty of time to spend together, but once it comes to the end, it'll feel like he's just gotten here. A blink and you'll miss it sort of thing. Not to mention that it won't be the entire week, since Hayun still has classes to attend for many of those days. He can't get ahead of himself, though. He can't spend too much time thinking about the end that he misses out on the beginning.

"Right here," he repeats, this time curling his fingers around Yohan's cock. Look at that. He worked up to it.