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Hyunjin never had a bodyguard before. In fact, he never felt the need to have one assigned to him, until the night his parents brought it up at dinner, the boy silently nodding along as he accepted everything they said. He wasn’t the type to disobey. But he understood the premise of what was happening, his parents both had money, too much to be exact, and recently in their community there had been many kidnapping attempts and ransoms going around. Hyunjin understood that he could be the next to be targeted, so he willingly accepted their terms, the next day the boy waking up to another standing outside his door, stone faced, and so, so handsome. Hyunjin felt he had stared at him for a full minute before going about his day, the other following him wherever he went, shopping, the bar with his friends, and back home for the evening. It took a week for Hyunjin to learn that the boy’s name was Chan, and that he was only a few years older than him, Hyunjin finding himself staring at his bodyguard at odd times, always close by, always alert. And the longer the two spent this silent time together, the longer Hyunjin spent staring at the boy. Until he was staring at more than just his face.
Still, they had a professional appearance between them, Chan diligent to his duties, working hard to stop the few men who attempted to get close to him at the bars when he clearly wasn’t into it. Sometimes Hyunjin would make a show of it, laughing, smiling, batting his eyelashes in ways he never had before to those people, all because he knew Chan was watching. And the boy wouldn’t move until Hyunjin would say “stop,” and suddenly he’d just be there, grabbing their collars and pulling away, like an obedient dog. Hyunjin decided he liked Chan’s protective side best. His hidden muscles straining under his shirt, how big his ass was as Hyunjin would take glimpses at it when the other turned around. But what was best was the way the veins in his neck strained the moment he was defending Hyunjin, as if he was holding himself back from beating them and inch from the end of their life, Hyunjin sighing in delight as he watched Chan react so perfectly as he pulled them away and kept him safe. As if Chan too was affected by Hyunjin, and only took those few moments to show it.
Then there was a problem, one that Hyunjin did not expect to occur, one that put a small strain on his lovely relationship with his bodyguard. He was kidnapped. Tied up and thrown into the back of a car the moment Chan was working to pull another guy away from him, the bait Hyunjin presumed, his body thrashing around and his fair skin bruising to the point of pain. He didn’t panic, nor did he injure his body more by attempting to escape, and he was brought to a small warehouse a few blocks from the city, dragged across the floor, tied to a chair, and smacked around a few times as his kidnappers tried to get answers out of him. Like who his parents were, how much money they had, what his address was, the typical ransom type kidnapping questions. When Hyunjin didn’t answer their beatings got more severe, until they were pulling out guns, pressing them against his temples, showing him the barrels and the bullets that were loaded. Only then did Hyunjin try to escape. Only then did he try to struggle. Because he knew who was coming, and when he did, busting down the doors and beating up those that had kidnapped him, he came over to untie him, stopping short for only a moment before gazing, before continuing, Hyunjin feeling the embarrassment pour through him like hot wax, sizzling, his calm composure dampened by the fact that he had a very obvious erection under his pants. All because he had been threatened by a few guns.
It had already been a few days since then, his wounds healing, his cheek still vaguely discolored from where he had been slapped, and his bodyguard by his side once more, taking more precautions, even going as far as sitting alert in a chair next to the bed while he slept. Yet whenever he looked towards Chan like he did before, the other was gazing away, avoiding his eyes, Hyunjin’s embarrassment growing as his pride was shattered into small pieces, anger consuming him as he couldn’t understand why this had to happen, and why Chan was bothered by it. He was the one who suffered. Chan was his dog, he’d bite those around them when Hyunjin told him to, and they’d play when Hyunjin wanted to. And the more he thought about it, the angrier he got, until one day he finally felt himself snap under the pressure right before bed, cheeks turning bright pink as he reached into Chan’s pocket and stole the boy’s very own gun from him, pointing it towards his bodyguard before baring his teeth and scowling. Chan didn’t react much as he sat in his nightly chair, his eyes simply widening, and he was looking at Hyunjin, giving him the attention he wanted, the blush rushing thick through him as he panted and felt a small thrill from the moment.
“Get up!” Hyunjin yelled, and Chan blinked until he was slowly standing, raising his hands in the air, Hyunjin’s lips spreading into a smirk as he felt the heat thicken inside of him, arousing him, the gun heavy in his hands as he motioned it towards the bed for a quick moment before pointing it back at the other. “Lie down on the bed,” Hyunjin snapped again, and Chan paused, Hyunjin’s glare simmering as he took the safety off the gun, taking a step forward, Chan eyeing the weapon before he was moving and crawling onto the bed. Hyunjin licked his lips at the delicious sight, his delicious sight, the boy’s ass straining in his trousers until he was laying on his back on the bed, gazing at Hyunjin from the side as he couldn’t help but blush from the fever within him. Hyunjin felt his body tremble with fueled desire and anger, the other moving to crawl onto the bed as well, situating himself between Chan’s legs before he was grabbing the gun and pressing it into his stomach, the boy simply gazing at him silently as Hyunjin grinned at the sight in front of him. “Hands above your head, and don’t you fucking move,” Hyunjin growled, and it was such a blissful sight to see Chan’s hands slowly making their way above his head, flat on the fuzzy white pillow that Hyunjin slept on, the boy sighing delight as he brought his free hand up, sliding his fingers through his long blond hair before gazing into Chan’s eyes. He was expecting fear, yet what he saw was something entirely different.
Hyunjin didn’t feel like wasting time, he had been eagerly waiting for this moment, more than he realized, bringing his hand down and flat on Chan’s crotch, moaning under his breath as he felt how big the boy was even soft. Until he was palming him, heat pressing into his palm, Chan watching him as he didn’t move, and gun still pressed into his stomach, digging in harder as Hyunjin felt maddened with desire. A desire for Chan, a desire to play with his dog, palming him, groping him, drooling as he imaged the other in his mouth and how full he’d feel. Perhaps he was used to getting what he wanted, but even though Chan was by his side every day, he never felt spoiled by him, and he wanted it all, he wanted the other to devote every part of himself to Hyunjin, even the heat under his palm, Hyunjin unbuttoning his pants, sliding his hand in and pulling out Chan’s length, gasping when his cock was just as handsome as the rest of him. And he was right, he was massive, slowly hardening in his hand as Chan didn’t react visibly himself, Hyunjin grinning until he was giving into his desire, leaning down and feeling his hair fall forward as he licked at the boy’s tip, soft on his tongue, a small moan leaving his lips once more as he couldn’t believe just how good Chan tasted too. Everything about him was perfect, and Hyunjin simply wanted to own it all.
Hyunjin reached up as he tucked a few strands of hair behind his ear, still playing with the gun as his lips enclosed around the tip of Chan’s length, sucking, bobbing down further as he felt the other harden even more at the sudden pleasure Hyunjin was giving him. And he knew he was good at this part as well, he had the experience, sucking the boy’s cock and flattening his tongue against the veins on his shaft, buzzing around him with small moans as he tasted Chan’s precum, knowing he was making the boy feel good. And he was feeling it too, an itch that made him feel delirious, his hand reaching back and palming at his own hidden length as he felt the tears tug at his eyes, and the need for more blind him, until he was sucking Chan fervently, gagging around the length as he twitched from how harsh he was treating himself. He felt like he would cum at any moment, and he wanted to, whining, whimpering, mind hazy as he continued to suck and fuck Chan into his mouth, puffy lips and drool spilling past them, until he felt the other twitch against his tongue and he was moaning for the boy to cum, to pour himself inside of Hyunjin and to give himself over to him completely. He was lost in the moment, he was lost to the pleasure, and he wasn’t able to notice the moment Chan’s hands were moving from the top of the bed, stealing the gun back in one moment, and gripping his hair in the next as he pulled him off his cock, Hyunjin gasping and gazing up at Chan with lidded eyes as he felt the sting from the hold in his hair.
“I’m getting tired of this,” Chan suddenly said, and Hyunjin blinked, realizing he had never heard the other speak once since being together, his voice as silky as the rest of his body, and Hyunjin still too needy as he continued to palm himself, mouth aching to taste him once more, to finish what he started. But Chan rolled his eyes as he threw Hyunjin to the side as the boy bounced on the bed, pressing his thighs together and moaning, Chan slowly moving to stand up from the bed before walking towards him once more. Hyunjin gasped when he felt hands on his hips, turning him around, dragging him towards the edge of the bed before grabbing his arms and wrists to settle them behind his back. And Hyunjin heard the click before he felt the metal against him, keeping his wrists together, Hyunjin’s eyes widening as he became more grounded from the new situation he was in, handcuffed by Chan who now had the gun on his own person. Hyunjin tugged at the cuffs before feeling a hand in his hair again, and Chan picked up his head from the bed, suddenly pressing the gun against his cheek, Hyunjin’s eyes widening as he felt a panic roll through him and right to his own cock.
“W-What are you doing? Get off of me!” Hyunjin yelled, now struggling even as he felt himself grind against the sheets, something suddenly pressed into his mouth and between his teeth as Chan let go of his hair before letting his head fall back onto the bed harshly. Hyunjin screamed again, but the thing in his mouth tightened, Chan tying it behind his head as he realized his bodyguard was gagging him, the boy now fully at his disposal as Chan sighed and walked around the bed once more. Hyunjin’s groans were muffled as he started to struggle once more, until he was forcing his head up, gazing around the room before finding Chan standing next to his dresser, his tie now gone from his suit as Hyunjin realized the boy must have gagged him with it. And his eyes widened once more as he saw Chan opening up the third draw of his dresser, sticking his hand in and finding Hyunjin’s precious items, turning around and showing it to the boy as if he knew Hyunjin was gazing his way. As if he knew that Hyunjin was always watching him, even before today.
“I know what you want from me,” Chan said, and Hyunjin screamed once more as Chan started to walk towards him, a purple dildo in his hand, Hyunjin feeling himself aching against the bed as he realized he was really getting off from this perverted act. One that he had started. Yet in Chan’s other hand was still the gun, the boy smiling as he brought it up and pointed it at Hyunjin, the other staring down the barrel as he realized that he was the one to turn the safety off. “I know you see me as some kind of pet, wishing I’d just submit and fuck you like all the other’s. That’s why you put on a show when all those other guys are around you, even when you play with them you’re still looking at me. And at first I thought it was cute, until you became needier, like a spoiled rich bitch, shaking your ass at anyone to get my attention,” Chan lulled, walking around the bed, before Hyunjin couldn’t see him anymore and he was standing behind him, the boy flinching when he felt the gun press against his shoulder blades as a warning. Hyunjin whimpered as he felt himself grow impossibly harder, even as the situation itself was frightening. This wasn’t how it was meant to go. Chan was supposed to listen to him. “You act like you own me. And it was starting to piss me off,” Chan said, and Hyunjin gasped when he felt a hand grabbing at his silk pajama bottoms, pulling them down slowly to reveal his bare ass, a hand sliding up one of his cheeks before groping the soft skin. Hyunjin pushed his head against the bed as he moaned at the feeling, tugging on his binds, entirely resigned to Chan’s mercy as the other continued to grope and touch the boy.
“Then I found your flaw. Tied up with a gun pressed against your head, and there you were, hard like some slut in heat. That’s when I knew you were all bark and no bite yourself. You want to be toyed with, even though you act so cocky, the moment you’re on bottom, the moment you’re defenseless, you’d be a whimpering, drooling mess,” Chan continued, his words harsh but delicate, caressing his ears as he was trembling, as Chan was slowly reaching under his body and touching his hard length as if he wanted to prove to the both of them how right he was. And Hyunjin gasped as he felt his muscles strain from the attention to his cock, making a mess of the sheets as Chan slowly stroked him, moans muffled by the gag in his mouth and his hair falling into his face as the he continued to feel the gun on his back and the threat against his life. “See? You’re useless, you act like you’re the one in charge yet here you are, tied up and eager for my touch. I was getting tired of your spoiled attitude, so I think it’s time to teach you a lesson,” Chan said, and Hyunjin couldn’t help but lift up his hips as he felt the drool spill past the gag against his lips, thighs parting, body trembling, pleasure seeping into every part of his body as Chan’s hand on his length was so teasing and gentle. The bodyguard thumbed at the tip as Hyunjin flinched from the sensation, until he heard the gun click, and he froze, Chan smirking down at him as he continued to stroke him despite the fear from the moment.
“You like guns, right? That’s what made you all needy for those assholes in the first place. I bet you wanted them to fuck you with their guns too,” Chan said, and Hyunjin shook his head, pulling at the cuffs on his wrists, wishing he could deny the words as nothing but moans spilled from his lips. “I bet that’s also why you grabbed my gun, you were hoping I’d use it on you myself. You were all tough until you put my cock in your mouth,” Chan chuckled, suddenly letting go of Hyunjin’s length as the boy groaned from the loss, tears in his eyes, unable to pick apart the situation, but knowing just how good it felt to be a part of it. Was this really him? Was Chan right, was he really doing all this just to get pushed around by the other? “Let’s see how this part of you feels about this. Maybe you aren’t completely useless after all,” Chan said, and Hyunjin felt the other groping him once more, spreading apart his cheeks, Hyunjin tensing from the touch and the cold air as it suddenly blew across his rim. Hyunjin started to scream and struggle once more, but Chan was moving the gun, pressing the barrel against his rim as Hyunjin imagined the boy shooting and the bullet pulsing through his body.
“If you scream one more fucking time, I’m going to shove this dildo in your ass and leave you alone and tied up for the whole night. Nobody comes to your room but me, so you’d have no chance at escaping,” Chan warned, and Hyunjin whimpered, biting down harder on the gag in his mouth as he thought the words through. It was true Chan was the only one who was even allowed near his room, and realistically Hyunjin would go insane if he was left like that for the whole night. Yet he felt pathetic as he twitched at the thoughts, tears tugging at his eyes, Chan humming as he continued to tease Hyunjin’s rim with the gun until the boy went silent, except for the small occasional whimpers. “Good boy,” Chan lulled, and Hyunjin moaned, loving the small praise as Chan pulled back the gun and placed it on Hyunjin’s back once more, laying it down and releasing it as he used two hands to pull Hyunjin’s cheeks apart instead. “The only good thing I’ve noticed about you is just how pretty you are. You’re not modest about it either, you act like you're the hottest whore in town, but I can’t believe even this part is just as pretty. How many guys have you let inside of here before?” Chan asked, and Hyunjin gasped when he felt Chan’s finger playing with his rim now, something wet pressing against him, sliding down between and slicking him up. “It’s tight, so probably not many. Maybe you just acted that way to get my attention, but here it is, my attention. I’ll give you my attention, but from now on you earn it, not demand it,” Chan explained, and Hyunjin was instantly nodding at the words, shifting against the bed, his length so hard and his ass so hot, Chan suddenly pressing in a single digit as Hyunjin felt his body erupt with fire. The sensation was odd at first, but Chan was more gentle than his words, slowly sliding in and out, helping him to feel the pleasure rather than the pain that followed, Hyunjin soon moaning loudly as it started to feel impossibly good.
“You’re squeezing around me, you must want more,” Chan said, and Hyunjin moaned once more in response to the words, feeling a second finger, his back instantly arching at the sudden fullness he felt inside of him. It had been too long since he had slept with another, yet this time with Chan felt different, more intense, more eager to please now than take, the tears spilling past his eyes as he tried to pull on the cuffs once more. Chan tisked at the boy’s attempt to escape as he pressed his fingers in even deeper, Hyunjin gasping from the sensation, rubbing himself against the bed and back onto the finger as he tried to achieve even more pleasure from the moment. “Stop moving. This isn’t for you to enjoy right now, and if that gun falls because you’re moving around too much, then you know what will happen,” Chan warned again, and Hyunjin hated it, the boy was so strict and cruel, yet he could only feel himself becoming needing, wishing Chan was harsher, crueler, dragging him around by his limbs as if he owned his body. But why? Chan worked for him, he needed to be the one in charge, not his fucking bodyguard. Still, Hyunjin went pliant at the words, lazy moans spilling from his lips, pleasure erupting inside of him. He’d stay still if it meant he’d feel this good.
“I like when you’re like this instead. Silent, all mine to enjoy. Stop fucking around with those nobodies at the bar, and stop letting them touch you. One of these days I might just leave you there for them to gangbang so you learn your lesson,” Chan said, and he would stop, he was already planning to, all he wanted was Chan. “Then when you’re all loose and filled with their cum, I’d take you home, tie you down, and fuck you for a few more hours. I’d replace everything they stole with something from myself. When I’m finished, I’ll plug you up and leave you like that for when I’m feeling it again,” Chan said, and Hyunjin couldn’t understand why he loved to hear those threats in the moment, but he could imagine it, a slave for Chan’s pleasure, his to use and abuse, his body warming up even more as the moans became needier, dragged out and high pitched. Chan curled his fingers inside of him as Hyunjin couldn’t help but jerk from the sudden new sense of pleasure erupting inside of him, and he felt the gun slide for only a moment, his skin sweaty, his mind racing as he pleaded silently for the gun to stop moving. And he couldn’t help but relax when the gun stopped, only for Chan to hit the bundle of nerves inside of him once more, Hyunjin letting out a sharp scream as he felt the gun fall off his body and onto the bed, tears pouring down his eyes as small pleads spilled between his lips. He fucked up, he knew he fucked up.
“What did I fucking say?” Chan growled, and Hyunjin sobbed louder as Chan’s fingers became harsher inside of him, pressing against his prostate with each push, a third digit entering as he gasped and moaned between sobs. And Chan was reaching for for the gun once more, pressing it against the back of Hyunjin’s head, the boy trembling underneath him as he didn’t know what to focus on, the fear or the pleasure. But he knew what was more intense in the moment, his body shifting and his length rubbing against the bed sheets below him, the boy crying out as Chan pressed against his prostate once more and he was cumming, pressing into his own mess, his hole squeezing around Chan’s fingers as the gun pressed his head against the sheets of the bed, suffocating him, muffling his moans further as all he could do was cum pathetically against the bed. Hyunjin cried as he bit down on the gag, as he struggled against the binds once more, because it wasn’t enough, he was still hard, Chan never relenting against his prostate as his legs began to tremble and his toes curled, the boy silent all throughout his orgasm until he was suddenly pulling out and leaving him empty.
“You’re not taking me seriously, or maybe you just don’t care. I’ve met a lot of spoiled rich kids, and you’re all the same. You do what you want whenever you want. And you fuck around with peoples lives while everything you’ve wanted is right there at a single command. Well, you’re not getting what you want again. You’ll get it when I want you to,” Chan growled, grabbing Hyunjin’s hips and flipping him around on the bed once more until he felt the cuffs around his wrists dig onto his back. He blinked through the tears as he gazed up at Chan in front of him, and he could see the smirk on his lips, his hair messy and his dimples popping, the boy pressing the gun into his chin and tipping his head back as Hyunjin wasn’t allowed to gaze at him anymore. And he gasped when he felt something tighten around the base of his cock, and he assumed it was his own toy that Chan had found, a cock ring, Chan true to his word as he stole away his release and kept it to himself. Hyunjin whined at the feeling around his cock, but there wasn’t much time to worry about it as Chan was using his other hand to grab beneath his thigh and push his leg up, spreading him apart once more and gazing at his loosened hole. Hyunjin felt dizzy, moaning around the gag in his mouth, feeling as Chan tossed the gun to the side to grab his other leg, pulling it up before setting his feet flat on the bed.
“Stay like this. Keep your legs spread, this is your final warning,” Chan lulled, and Hyunjin nodded even as he gazed down at his bodyguard once more, knees in the air and legs spread, Chan grinning as he reached for the dildo that Hyunjin had completely forgotten about. Hyunjin’s eyes widened as he watched Chan take it between his fingers before leaning forward and pressing it against Hyunjin’s rim, slowly pushing it in, Hyunjin’ legs trembling at the sensation even as he did his best to keep them spread like Chan told him to. The dildo wasn’t as big as what he had seen from Chan, yet he could feel everywhere it was pressing up against inside of him, his back arching off the bed as he moaned and felt his eyes roll, until it was fully inside of him, Chan grinning once more as he thrusted it a few times to give the boy a better feel of its pleasure. Hyunjin cursed behind the gag from the sudden pleasure, but he underestimated how much more intense it would get, Chan pushing it all the way in and pressing the button on the bottom, starting up the vibrations, Hyunjin screaming from the onslaught as he felt ready to already cum once more.
“Just stay like that, good boy,” Chan lulled, letting go of the dildo and leaving it inside of him as he took a step away, Hyunjin tugging on the cuffs as all he wished to do was take off the cock ring so he could cum. Yet it was blissful torture, the vibrations sending shocks of pleasure through him, directly hitting his prostate and massaging it, delirious moans spilling from his lips, incapacitated from Chan’s endeavors. Chan hummed as he smirked down at the boy, moving forward once more as he ran his hand down his thighs, caressing him, petting it cock and watching Hyunjin jerk before he was crying once more. And he truly was beautiful, messy but beautiful, Chan slowly lifting up his silk nightshirt before placing it under his chin, hands roaming his chest and stomach, Hyunjin feeling the heat inside of him simmer further from the soft touches Chan was providing. He moaned when he felt the bodyguard thumb at his nipples, until he was rolling them between his fingers, playing and teasing him, his other hand moving up and pressing his thumb against Hyunjin’s bottom lip that pouted out from the gag. Until he was brushing his hair back, connecting their gazes and smiling, Hyunjin lost in the moment as he felt like he was something so precious to Chan, as if the boy truly wanted to play and pamper him.
“You’re doing so well,” Chan lulled, and Hyunjin whimpered as more tears fell from his eyes, until Chan was wiping them away and caressing his cheeks. And the reprieve was nice, as if Chan knew what he was doing, as if he was checking up on him and making sure he was okay, the other smiling softly once more until he was pulling both his hands away, grabbing the gun and moving to the side of the bed instead as he sat down next to Hyunjin. “Let’s play a game,” Chan said, and Hyunjin felt himself tense from the pleasure inside of him, wishing Chan would take it out and replace it with his own, wishing he could cling to the other and fuck himself onto his cock. That was what he had planned to do after all. “Since you like my gun so much, why not include it in the fun?” Chan said, and he showed it to the boy as Hyunjin’s eyes widened at the sight, fright sifting through him, pleasure buzzing beneath him. Chan opened up the chamber of the gun as he showed him six bullets that were inside, the boy smirking as he tipped them out into his palm before placing one back in, spinning the chamber and pressing it back into place. “Let’s see if you can last until the end,” Chan simply said, and Hyunjin watched as Chan brought the gun forward, pressing it into his temple once more and pulling on the trigger, the fear growing as he heard it click, but felt nothing, the other sobbing even as he twitched and arched from the pleasure within him.
“Four more chances,” Chan lulled, and Hyunjin shook his head, even as Chan started to drag the gun down his cheek, pressing against his neck and another click, and nothing, Chan tisking as Hyunjin moaned and attempted to thrust his hips into the air for some kind of friction. The dildo inside of him was driving him insane, and it was hard to focus on the gun when he wanted to cum so badly, Chan dragging down the gun further until he was rubbing it against his nipple, the metal biting into his chest even as he couldn’t help but moan from the sensation. “Three- you’re so sensitive here,” Chan said, rubbing for a few more moments until Hyunjin was whimpering, pulling the trigger once more for another click. Hyunjin was trying to count how many more times Chan would pull the trigger, even if the bodyguard was already counting them out loud, the gun moving lower once more as he pressed it against Hyunjin’s cock and into his belly. “Two,” Chan said, and Hyunjin bit down harder on the gag as he waited for the moment, the anticipation growing, Chan smirking as he gazed up into Hyunjin’s face until the other was blinking his eyes open and staring back, seeing how much the boy was truly enjoying torturing him, Chan chuckling before pressing the trigger for it to be only another blank.
At this point Hyunjin was sobbing, twisting on the bed, wanting to cum so badly even as Chan stood up and walked around to see the dildo once more, the boy clenching around it and his thighs shaking as he attempted to keep them apart. Chan grabbed the end of the dildo as he started to thrust it once more, until Hyunjin was arching and sputtering, drool spilling past his lips and his wrists aching from struggling so much, even as he felt Chan only play with him mercilessly. Hyunjin tried to gaze up at the boy as he felt his eyes rolling from the pleasure, and Chan was still smirking, gazing down at his hole, watching it stretch with each thrust as he started to push and pull faster and harder, pressing it into his prostate as the vibrations only seemed to make things even more unbearable in the moment. He wanted to cum, but he didn’t earn it. He knew this was his punishment, and he knew that their game wasn’t done, yet he felt like everything around him was shattering, that he was breaking down into dust, nothing but a shell for pleasure, his body aching and hot to the touch, his cock practically purple from how hard and pent up it was. Yet he knew what needed to happen for things to move on, and he felt it the moment Chan was pulling out the dildo and throwing it to the floor, pressing the gun back into his rim and sliding just the tip in, leaning forward and smirking down at the boy as he had only one chance left.
“One,” Chan huskily growled, and he heard the click, and his mind went black, a dry orgasm as he clenched around the gun, even as Chan was laughing at his misery and pulling it out, opening up the chamber and showing him that there was indeed still one bullet left in the gun. Chan wasn’t bluffing. Yet the thrill was over, and it had put him right at the age, tears spilling from his eyes, body yearning for the boy finally, a sob leaving his lips as Chan placed the gun on the bed and unbuttoned his pants once more to pull his cock out. Chan was so large and thick, and Hyunjin knew he would be stolen into heaven just from the feeling of it inside of him alone, hands tugging on the cuffs as he watched Chan smirk and slowly unbutton his suit top to take off. The material slid across his shoulders before falling daintily to the floor, and his chest was built, muscles straining under his skin, Hyunjin drooling from the sight as he realized how perfect his bodyguard was. “That’s perfect. That’s how I want you to look at me from now on, I’m not someone you can own, instead you’re mine. Maybe I’ll get you a cute little choker to wear out when you’re with your friends, a nice reminded of who you belong to,” Chan said, and Hyunjin didn’t mind the sound of that, the boy nodding as he moaned, as he drooled around the gag and spread his legs even wider for Chan.
Chan chuckled as he walked towards the edge of the bed, reaching down and stroking his own cock before grabbing one of Hyunjin’s legs underneath his thigh and pushing it towards his body. And the boy bent easily under the pressure, even as Chan was pressing his tip against his already swollen rim, easily sliding in as Hyunjin gasped and arched from the sensation. Because while the dildo was something, Chan was almost twice its size, the bodyguard groaning as he was sucked inside of the boy before he was instantly bottoming out, feeling Hyunjin fluttering against him as if he was eating him alive. Hyunjin moaned as he felt the grip on his leg become tighter, until Chan was grabbing the other one and pushing it towards his stomach all the same, lifting his backside off the bed as he pulled back and thrusted inside steadily, gaining a pace as Hyunjin moaned and whimpered from the pleasure. And he felt like he was being torn in half in the best kind of way, Chan thrusting without mercy, already managing to hit his prostate as Hyunjin started to tense and tremble, feeling a third orgasm looming over him even as the cock ring around his length was stifling the best ending. He wanted a proper release, and he wanted it from Chan’s cock, feeling selfish and needy once more as he whined and whimpered, Chan groaning as he fucked into the boy from behind and pressed his legs into his stomach.
“Shit- Hyunjin, you’re so fucking slutty, it’s perfect,” Chan growled, thrusting in even faster, harsher, the boy under him moaning from the words as he felt like a slut himself, one who wanted to be wrecked by his bodyguard only. “Ever since the first day I knew you’d be perfect. I just don’t like chasing after my pets,” Chan said, and Hyunjin blushed at the words, being called a pet after calling Chan one so soon. Chan wasn’t a loyal dog, he was a wolf. And he was eating him alive. “You’ve done so well today, tell me what you want,” Chan suddenly said, and he was letting go of one of Hyunjin’s thighs as he reached behind his head and easily undid the gag, gently pulling it from his mouth as red marks remained against each corner of his lips, Hyunjin gasping, jaw aching, even as he stared up at Chan with pleading eyes.
“Please let m-me cum,” Hyunjin moaned, so polite and so pretty, Chan groaning from the sight as he grabbed his thigh once more and started to thrust into him harshly. Hyunjin’s head fell back as he gasped and moaned, panting for a breath even as he felt the pleasure swim through him and threaten to spill over. “Please- fuck, please Chan- please,” Hyunjin begged, and it was the first time he had ever said Chan’s name out loud, the other’s pace growing sloppier from the sound as Hyunjin realized the boy was close himself.
“From now on, you’re mine,” Chan groaned, and Hyunjin nodding, biting his lip, tugging on his binds as he was so close to cumming.
“Yes Chan,” Hyunjin breathlessly moaned, and his eyes were lidded as he gazed up at the other, as Chan was grabbing the cock ring and releasing the boy, his fingers wrapping around the boy’s length before pumping it. And Hyunjin screamed as he came instantly, this one so much more intense than the other, dragging him through spasms as his body tensed, as the way his hole clenched and fluttered around Chan helped the boy spill over his own edge. The two came at the same time, Chan stroking the boy through his orgasm as he fucked himself inside of him through his own, until the two were panting, sweating, Chan pulling out slowly before releasing Hyunjin’s cock as he gazed down at the other. Hyunjin’s body was blushed with red, lips wet and puffy, cum sliding out of his hole, and Chan felt he could get hard again from such a sight, even as he decided enough was enough for one day. So instead he was moving towards the connected bathroom in Hyunjin’s room, grabbing a few towels and soaking one in warm water, cleaning himself up and stuffing his length back into his pants before returning to the blissed out boy laying on the bed.
“How are you feeling? Tired?” Chan asked as he moved to clean up the cum off the boy, and he flinched whenever Chan got close to the more sensitive areas, the boy humming under his breath as he closed his eyes and tilted his head to the side.
“Yeah…” Hyunjin moaned softly, and Chan smiled at the cute sight in front of him, using the dry towel before wiping the sweat off his body with the damp one, Hyunjin sighing as Chan reached up and brushed his hair of his face before helping him sit up from the bed. “The gun was scary,” Hyunjin said, and Chan’s eyes moved to the gun still next to his body, quickly grabbing it and sliding it under the bed so the other didn’t have to see it again in the moment.
“It was. But I’m an expert, and I’d never hurt you,” Chan reassured, and he watched as Hyunjin lazily smiled, leaning forward and resting his cheek against Chan’s shoulder, sighing and nuzzling closer as Chan chuckled and reached behind him to uncuff the cuffs from around his wrists. The skin looked sore as Chan gently massaged the boy’s wrists, until he was letting the other move them slowly on his own, bringing them around his shoulders and hugging him, Chan smiling to himself as he reached up and gently rubbed his palm against Hyunjin’s back. Hyunjin had such a cute side to him as well, and Chan felt an even stronger urge to keep this boy by his side than before.
“Can you lay with me tonight? Please?” Hyunjin asked, and Chan was not one to deny such a polite request, the bodyguard picking the other up before laying him down further on the bed, the bed big enough to avoid any messes they made until tomorrow. And Chan slid under him as Hyunjin rested his head on Chan’s bare chest, Chan pulling him closer before sighing and closing his eyes. “Let’s keep doing this between us. I really liked it,” Hyunjin admitted, and Chan nodded, leaning to the side and kissing his temple, soft in comparison to when the boy had felt the gun biting against it.
“Of course. I wasn’t planning on letting you go so soon anyways, you’re too cute for that,” Chan said, and Hyunjin was so warm and soft. It was almost unbelievable that this boy was the same as the one before, but Chan liked both. He’d accept both. He’d accept Hyunjin for whoever he wanted to be. “Let’s talk more tomorrow. Goodnight Hyunjin,” Chan mumbled, and Hyunjin hummed, nuzzling closer and smiling.
“Goodnight Chan,” Hyunjin replied. And despite everything, he felt happy. Because from the beginning he liked Chan, and now he had him. Now he was his. And even if he’d act spoiled in the future, even if he teased Chan to urge the same reaction out of him, he’d still have him, just as Chan had him now too. Hyunjin didn’t really have any plans to tame a wolf anytime soon anyways. But he’d keep him. He’d let this wolf play, and he’d be right there for him whenever he needed.