Taehyung had been watching through the mirror, stroking himself until he spilled over with a shudder. But release only sharpened his hunger-he wanted inside her.
An idea struck him. He slipped downstairs. Most guests had filtered out; his parents lingered with a few close relatives near the door, too absorbed to notice him. He approached Hyunshik, slumped in a chair, and hoisted his arm over his shoulder.
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