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Taehyung felt his drool dripping down his chin. He watched as it made its way to the thighs of the man beneath him.
Through his hooded eyes, he looked at Hoseok who was seated so comfortably on the leather sofa, both of his hands on his body. One on his back, making little circles lazily, and one on his cock, stroking it up and down slowly.
Hoseok's eyes were unreadable but his lips were curled up into a small smirk.
"You look so good like this, Taehyung."
He whimpered. Hoseok looked so powerful. He's beneath Taehyung but he still looked so powerful.
Taehyung closed his eyes to focus on the warm hand that is wrapped around his leaking cock. Taehyung meets every slow thrust of his lover's hand, hips bucking to the rhythm that Hoseok set. When Hoseok pressed a finger on his slit, he bit down on his ball gag and choked on his breath.
How he wished he could wrap his arms around Hoseok's shoulders right now but he can't move. His arms are strained, tied up to the back of his head for too long. The binds on his arms are also connected to his gag so he can't move around or his jaw will hurt.
Hoseok showered little kisses on his bare chest. "Look at me," he whispered to Taehyung.
Taehyung doesn't want this to end. Just him and Hoseok in the middle of their apartment. On top of their leather sofa while the afternoon sun bleeds through the window making Hoseok's red hair look like it's on fire.
"I said open your eyes and look at me, Taehyung."
Taehyung opened his eyes only to meet Hoseok's lidded ones. Hoseok stopped stroking him and he grunted his protest. His cock missing the heat that was Hoseok's palm.
"Ready? You still remember your safe word?" He asked him, both hands on either side of his hips now. "Give me three consecutive grunts if you want me to stop, okay?"
Taehyung nods and visibly shakes in anticipation. He watched as his boyfriend rolls a condom down his cock and proceeded to pour lube on it. Hoseok lifted his hips and aligned them, his knees digging on the leather couch.
He felt Hoseok on his entrance. Even though Hoseok prepped him, he still felt the sting of the stretch.
He held his breath in. "Don't close your eyes, Taehyung," Hoseok warned him. His eyes met Hoseok's dark and mischievous ones. He wanted to melt. Those eyes makes him want to disintegrate right then and there.
Hoseok slid in another inch and he's fully taken the head. Taehyung let out a sigh and bit his lips. Preparing himself to take another inch. He clamped his teeth on his gag, not letting Hoseok's eyes go, as he took another inch more until he felt Hoseok's pubic hair tickling his thighs.
He was drooling so much and whimpering so loud that he's sure their neighbors heard him.
Hoseok slowly slid out only to thrust up into him so suddenly that his eyes shut close.
"Ngh!" He whimpered in surprise.
Taehyung felt that his dense lashes were wet with tears and his tears rolled down his cheeks.
"You look so good. You look so good like this, Taehyung." Hoseok said in between thrusts. He guess he must have looked good then, arms tied at the back of his head, because he can feel the sincerity on his lover's voice.
Taehyung willed himself to open his eyes again before Hoseok tells him to. He saw Hoseok spit on his palm and started stroking him again.
He watched as Hoseok palmed his throbbing erection, hands warm with spit. Taehyung's hips bucked as he tried to press his thighs together but was not able to as they're on either side of Hoseok's hips.
He was bouncing up and down on Hoseok's dick and Hoseok was looking up at him. Hoseok has always told him that he looks good while they're fucking but Taehyung has never told him that Hoseok looks just as good--maybe even better. He looks godly with that red hair of his drenched in sweat, tanned skin that looks somewhat golden under the setting sun, tongue in between his teeth in concentration. He looks ethereal.
He closed his eyes once again. His strained arms are buzzing. He can feel a light thrumming on his thighs as he moves above Hoseok. Suddenly, he feels so distant from reality but so connected with his lover at the same time. He felt a lot of things on his body and instead of restraining them, he let them go. Let his body feel everything.
Nothing matters to Taehyung now except him and Hoseok, where their bodies meet and the feeling that welled in his gut. He heard Hoseok say something but he wasn't sure what.
The buzzing on his ears made him dizzy, made it harder to breathe. He's not aware of the sobs that he let out, of the tears that are racing down his cheeks. He doesn't want to stop. He can't stop. His thoughts were haywire that even if there was no gag in his mouth, he still would not be able to form a sentence. He cannot even think straight let alone string words that would make sense.
"Shit, shit, it feels so good inside you, Taehyung. So good," Hoseok moaned. Taehyung thought he whined or whimpered as a response but he's not really sure. One of Hoseok's hands settled on his hip to help him bounce.
Taehyung is aware of the rope biting on his upper arms, aware of the the gag on his mouth, aware of the buzzing on his thighs but all of those seemed so far away right now. Only him and Hoseok matters. He felt everything melted around him. He can't force his brain to focus on something else except for Hoseok's cock penetrating him. Every thrust sends him further away from everything.
He could faintly hear Hoseok muttering out what he guessed was a series of curses. He can't be bothered to tell. Taehyung's eyes rolled at the back of his head. He felt blissful. He felt at peace. He felt quiet.
He felt safe and protected knowing that Hoseok is there caring for him.
"Taehyung. Taehyung. . ." Hoseok repeated again and again in the distance.
The buzzing on his body grew and pooled at the bottom of his stomach. He's not sure if he's still moving or if Hoseok is the one who's thrusting up into him. Taehyung felt as if he's on the verge of something. Like something is about to break inside him.
He felt Hoseok's hand on his head. Fingers tangled on his grey hair as he pulled them down hard, exposing his throat. Taehyung choked on his own spit and coughed through his gag, fresh tears pooled in his eyes. He felt as if his neck was about to break, making it harder for him to breathe. Taehyung feels lighter than before. Everything completely shut out. He's in his own world. Floating.
Hoseok pulled him into his chest and bit down on his shoulder. Hoseok drew blood. He knew it but the pain only sent him further into his own void.
He felt something warm inside him. He can feel the vibration on his skin as a series of grunts left Hoseok's lips. Hoseok bit down harder than before and that threw Taehyung to the edge. Everything inside him snapped as he screamed through his gag. He came all over Hoseok's hand and stomach. He's still bouncing as he tried to let everything out.
Taehyung's head fell on Hoseok's shoulder with a grunt. He came down from his high and his whole body felt dead. He's suddenly so aware of how sore his arms were because of the binds and how his jaw felt like it's gonna lock any moment.
Hoseok gently released his arms and freed his mouth. Hoseok rubbed the part where the rope was placed earlier.
"You were amazing, Taehyung. I didn't hurt you, did I?" Hoseok asked while kissing the spot where he bit him. Taehyung, too tired to even open his mouth, only hummed in response.
"Let's get you to bed," Hoseok said as he picked him up and laid him down on the bed several meters away from the couch. Taehyung can't even turn to his side to look for a more comfortable position because he's so sore. It felt like his limbs will fall off anytime.
He saw Hoseok moving to get something from their bathroom and when he returned, he has a damp cloth in hand. He cleaned the cum on Taehyung's thigh and stomach. He also cleaned the wound on his shoulder. The wound is shallow and will heal in a day or two but he actually hoped for the bite marks to never disappear.
After thoroughly cleaning Taehyung, Hoseok laid down beside him and reached to the drawer beside their bed to retrieve a strawberry candy. He opened it and gave it to Taehyung who gladly opened his mouth for him.
Taehyung felt Hoseok's hand combing through his hair. His lover also whispered about how good he's been and how he loves him so much. Taehyung hummed and buried his head into Hoseok's neck.
"Shut up the fuck up, Hyung. You're noisy," he murmured. A small smile ghosted his lips.
"You're not supposed curse and then follow it with 'hyung', you disrespectful child," Hoseok sounded stern but Taehyung knew that Hoseok is smiling. "Can't you at least add 'please'?"
"You fuck me so good, Hyung, PLEASE," he let the last word roll on his tongue a little slowly.
Hoseok snorted and Taehyung giggled and silently hoped for more days like this to come.