it’s not the most convenient place to be doing something like this, but comfort doesn’t even make it onto the galactic list of worries on jongin’s mind as chanyeol grinds down rough and hard into his lap. neither of them would be considered the most compact of people, so it should really be thought of as an accomplishment that both of them have somehow managed to squeeze into the driver’s seat.

jongin releases a low moan from the back of his throat that mingles with the rhythmic pitter-patter of water drizzling down against the windows as chanyeol speeds up the pace, desperately pushing down, down, down against jongin’s straining pants.

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