[On some level Koby does notice that Hyunsu is wearing pajama's, that his shoulders are bare and rippling with muscle and that his pajama pants sit low on his hips, soft and loose and god there's hunger and desire roaring through Koby's veins like fire, like he's plunged his whole body into the flames, like it's consuming him, bleeding over from whatever insanity Hao's trapped in, and all Koby wants to do is drop down to his knees and--]
Okay. Okay. [It comes out strained, tight with the effort of holding back everything he's feeling, his own want compounding on Hao's and back again, bleeding out of him and spreading, spreading, leaking, dripping (god, it isn't the only thing that's dripping), hunger and lust and frenetic needneedneed, and he knows Hyunsu can feel it, he doesn't need to be an empath, Koby's aura's just that bright and insistent and urgent, pleading, begging him for help, help him, help them and it takes an effort like lifting a battleship, but Koby pushes off the locked door and tries not to feel what Hao is, tries not to shove the fraught mess of his emotions anywhere but his own body. He stumbles out of the way, still intrigued in some (small, less-pressing) part of his mind to see Hyunsu break the door down.]
Well -- people who have sense lock it, which you don't! [Koby's not too horny to snip at Hao through the door, insulting even though Hao sort of feels like he's about to die.]
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Okay. Okay. [It comes out strained, tight with the effort of holding back everything he's feeling, his own want compounding on Hao's and back again, bleeding out of him and spreading, spreading, leaking, dripping (god, it isn't the only thing that's dripping), hunger and lust and frenetic needneedneed, and he knows Hyunsu can feel it, he doesn't need to be an empath, Koby's aura's just that bright and insistent and urgent, pleading, begging him for help, help him, help them and it takes an effort like lifting a battleship, but Koby pushes off the locked door and tries not to feel what Hao is, tries not to shove the fraught mess of his emotions anywhere but his own body. He stumbles out of the way, still intrigued in some (small, less-pressing) part of his mind to see Hyunsu break the door down.]
Well -- people who have sense lock it, which you don't! [Koby's not too horny to snip at Hao through the door, insulting even though Hao sort of feels like he's about to die.]