Despite their positions, who had the upper hand in the situation was debatable. Their back and forth often fluctuated, but Jae-Ha had a knack in turning the situation. As was the case now. Their noses brushed, and Kija's blue eyes creased as his gaze was caught and held by the penetrating green that captivated him.
Inhaling upon a sharp breath, he swallowed the urge to moan in blatant pleasure as a knee lifted and slowly teased him. Back and forth he pressed up against his groin and teased him mercilessly as his arousal grew.
Flushed, he felt his fingers curl and he protested with a blush.
"I do... not." Rush he meant. Unable to resist nevertheless he pushed up against the knee that teased him for additional friction. Lips parted, he pressed a series of short kisses against the warm mouth beneath him, aroused and somehow petulant all at once.