He chuckled, heat pooling in his groin from the sound of that sigh, cock twitching in his lap and just brushing against Mingyu when it did so.

“I will happily let you believe that,” he said with a laugh, pure and loving, as he slowly worked his way inside with his fingers. Patience, Fox. Patience. “But I’m afraid I might have to introduce you to a mirror, later, so you understand the concept a little more.”

He let out a satisfied breath as he slipped his free hand between them, fingers finding Mingyu’s cock and slowly beginning to stroke in time with the careful, opening thrusts.

“Tell me when you’re ready.” He whispered quietly. “I want you so much I can barely take it.”