Ten spluttered and struggled to breath, water up his nose and in his eyes, in his mouth. He choked and spat out what he could, just trying to get himself out of the way of it. And then it got hot. It wasn't just a nice, warm burn, it started to get too hot. Ten cried out and tried to jerk out, tried to get the spray not to roll down his body. It was getting dangerously close to his dick and it kept splashing up his face.

"Sorry! Sorry! Cheon, stop! Please, God, stop!" It hurt and he didn't want to be scarred... he loved his body, he didn't want Cheon fucking that up too.