When he loves me [madure content]

Jun-ho had lost so much already. Control. Dignity. Trust in his own body.

But now, he'd finally reached the top. And the top demands.

In front of so many people, fear still clung to him, fear of losing himself again. But Nuen was dead. The man who had taken something from him without permission had breathed his last under a clean, final shot.

Now, Jun-ho could breathe. And choose.

And he chose Salin.

There was no one else. Just him. The man he wanted everything with, no barriers, no limits. He wanted all of Salin, and he wanted to give himself entirely in return.

He lay on his back on the mattress, Salin over him, warm, present.