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soft as sin
Yoonchul stops in his tracks. Sanggyun hadn’t gotten under the covers, so his long legs are on full display, encased in smooth black fabric. The skirt barely has enough fabric to cover his ass. Sanggyun imagines he looks very soft, just woken up and clothed as he is. “God,” Yoonchul whispers.