suho’s breaths are shallow, exhaling a little whimper with every fall of his chest as kris dips two fingers into the lube and swirled them around.

“hury,” suho said with a groan.

kris laid the jar down. “patience,” he mumurs, before sliding one finger in without a pause. suho cries out and spreads his legs wider, forcing his body down onto kris' hans. kris pumps his finger slowly, withdrawing it almost fully before sliding it forcefully in again. he added the second finger on the next push and suho nearly came as those long, thick fingers plunges into him all the way to the knuckles.

(but no really, holy shit yaoi hands)