"This is important," Kris says circling a finger over the pucker of his ass, "it's going to really hurt if we don't do this properly."

He feels the cool rush of air up against his exposed body and the even colder lube trailing down his lower back, seeping into his crack. He shudders and can’t stop his thighs from trembling as Kris slides a slicked finger in. It’s a slow torturous burn as Kris holds him still to stretch him properly, a sensual back and forth motion and he bucks his hips in a frantic shift, eager to feel more.

Sensing his impatience, Kris slides a hand through his hair and adds another finger, all the while whispering soothing words into his flushed ears. By the time the third one slips in he feels both full, yet entirely empty, and he’s practically panting with want when Kris abruptly pulls all three digits out of him.

"It's going to get really rough," he says, voice low and concerned, and that’s when Jongdae becomes keenly aware of the pairs of eyes watching him from the couch on the other side of the room. He flushes, aware of the complete show that was just put on.

He nods anyways and leans back on the cushion, stretching out his limbs in a wanton motion.

“So let’s get started already.”