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Ji-Woon sighed at the sight presented to him. His boy looked utterly divine, all tied up, chest flushed and heaving, his dark blonde hair splayed across the pillow. Ji-Woon should count himself lucky. To able to possess such a beautiful creature. Leon was his, body, heart and soul, and Ji-Woon was going to make him feel appreciated.
“Not too tight, right my sweet?” Ji-Woon’s eyes glimmered in the darkness, when Leon let out a soft moan. Nicknames were one of his weaknesses, the soft endearments often making his boy stutter and blush.
Leon nodded silently, turning his head to the side with a shaky intake of breath. Ji-Woon stepped closer to the bed, not missing how Leon’s breath hitched at the sight of him. Seconds later, Ji-Woon was leaning over the younger man, tracing fingers over taut muscle. Leon arched his back, already desperate to be touched it seemed. The thought made Ji-Woon smile absentmindedly creating patterns on soft pale skin, stopping to drag a fingernail over one peaked nipple.
“Mmmh- Pl-Please-” Was his boy’s sweet reply.
“Now now, what do we say?” Ji-Woon continued poking at the hardened bud, rolling it between his fingers. Not too harshly but hard enough to make Leon mewl. These were his weak spots and Ji-Woon loved playing with his chest, loved observing Leon and his lovely reactions. Always so vocal, just the way Ji-Woon wanted him.
“Please sir….”
Ji-Woon’s cock twitched at that, feeling the warmth of arousal spread throughout his body. He’d originally wanted to go for “daddy” but knew that Leon wouldn’t take it too well. The younger man was shy about sex, especially when it came to certain kinks.
“Good, so good for me Leon.” Ji-Woon purred in satisfaction. Finally, someone to obey him, treat him like a god. His fans were the same, but all of them were slobbering little girls who only desired him carnally. Some of his ex-boyfriend’s had been somewhat submissive, but they’d usually end up biting back.
Leon, on the other hand, was sweet, gentle, entirely willing to submit, which contrasted Ji-Woon’s aggressive, sadistic nature. They were perfect for each other.
“Now…What does my boy want me to do to him? Want me to suck you off and finger fuck you? I know how much you love it when I play with your ass…” Ji-Woon emphasized that by grabbing one of Leon’s cheeks, kneading the flesh. Tender, like dough. “Or should I fist you like last time?”
That had been one of Ji-Woon’s most thrilling experiences. Leon loved his hands, would whine and whimper about how much he thought of them whenever he was alone in his room. Ji-Woon had indulged, of course, showing his boy just how much he approved of being fantasized about. He had done that by shoving his entire fist up the younger man’s ass and oh, how Leon had moaned that night. Ji-Woon almost felt guilty that he hadn’t brought his phone.
A quiet sound dragged him back to reality, and Ji-Woon gazed down at Leon.
“Uhm- I think I’d like it if-if you kept playing with my chest-” Leon cut himself off by biting into his lower lip. “Sir.” He added after a short pause, eyelashes fluttering in embarrassment.
Ji-Woon wanted to wreck him.
“Hmm, good.” He stepped back to admire Leon’s body for a few seconds, then began peeling off his own t-shirt, throwing it on the floor. Leon’s blue eyes darkened considerably, the look in them had Ji-Woon purring.
He wasted no time in leaning closer until he was face to face with Leon’s pectorals, and taking one pink nipple into his mouth. Shame he took out his piercing. Still, he slurped hungrily at the bud, flicking it with the tip of his tongue. Just the way Leon loved it.
Leon yelped, trembling thighs moving to squeeze Ji-Woon’s midriff. He felt the boy’s cock twitch, still clothed, already creating damp spots on that tacky black underwear. Ji-Woon knew from experience that It wouldn't take much for Leon to come. Yes, making him finish involved a lot of stimulation, usually even combined, but he’d always end up making a mess ten minutes later. Not today though. Today, Ji-Woon was going to take his time with him, in fact-
He pulled away with a loud wet pop, licking his lips hungrily. Leon whined at the loss, eyebrows scrunched.
“I know doll, you’re very impatient. Care to indulge me though? You know it drives me crazy when you can’t stop crying my name…” Ji-Woon was going to make him cry for sure. Not the way he made his victims cry, not yet at least. But for now, this would be enough to sate his hunger. “I’m gonna eat that pretty little ass of yours.” Leon gulped at that, but did not object.
He helped Leon switch positions, hoisting him up by his slim hips. Ji-Woon gazed lovingly at the still-present marks on them, from last time. There were several bite marks on Leon’s shoulder blades as well as the small of his back.
“Spread your legs baby.” Leon instantly complied. “Such a good boy, so obedient.” Ji-Woon chuckled lowly as the boy ducked his head, ears turning red. Leon then proceeded to lift his ass higher, so Ji-Woon would be able to reach without having to crane his neck. He gripped those soft globes, sighing softly, as he spread them apart. He wasted no time in shoving his face between his boy’s sweet cheeks.
Ji-Woon traced the rim with his tongue, teasing only for a bit, then dipped inside. Leon moaned shakily, thighs trembling harshly. His legs were going to draw in eventually, but Ji-Woon didn’t care, in fact, he loved the feeling of those muscular legs wrapped snugly around his head.
“Ji-Woon…” A trembling sigh, a bit dreamy sounding. Ji-Woon grinned against Leon’s hole, dipping his tongue inside. This was the life. Between Leon’s legs, mouth on his ass or around his cock, listening to the boy’s angelic sounds…Ji-Woon swore he could do this all day, if not for his busy schedule.
He began teasing Leon’s insides, rubbing the tip of his tongue into his walls. Leon moaned, back flexing a bit, hands fisted into the sheets. Ji-Woon pulled away so he could coat one finger with saliva and pushed it alongside his tongue. In, out, poke around a bit crook your finger a bit, find the spot that-
“AH-”
There it was.
Those muscular thighs quivered slightly, as Ji-Woon proceeded to jab his fingers into Leon’s prostate. Truly beautiful.
“Ji- Sir- Please…” Leon whimpered, voice almost muffled from the sheets. Ji-Woon’s grin didn’t falter, he continued his ministrations, keeping his boy on the edge but making sure his actions weren’t enough to make him topple over. After a lengthy five minutes of tonguing and finger-fucking the younger man’s asshole, Ji-Woon finally decided that his boy has had enough. He pulled back to admire his handiwork, heart pounding at the view. Leon shuffled on the bed, whining at the loss.
“How many times?” His voice had roughened a bit from the prolonged usage of his tongue.
Leon whined again, shaky fingers tracing patterns on the colorful bedding. Ji-Woon waited patiently for his boy to answer.
“T-three please. I think I can take three.”
Perks of having nearly infinite stamina. His bandmates used to envy this particular thing about him, often calling him unhuman. Ji-Woon was proud of himself, because this meant he could please his boyfriend’s for as long as he wanted to. Or torture them. He let out a breathy laugh at the thought. Thankfully Leon misinterpreted it for a seductive one, if the hitch in his breath was anything to go by..
“Oh baby- the things you do to me.” Ji-Woon purred deep in his throat. He grabbed the hem of his boxers, pulling them mid-thigh in one smooth motion. He heard Leon inhale shakily once more, turning his head to the side so he could gaze at Ji-Woon.
“If it becomes too much, you remember what to say, right?”
Leon nodded wordlessly, face pressed into the sheets once more.
Three times tonight. He was going to make sure Leon wouldn’t be able to walk in the morning, let alone sit.
Ji-Woon lubed up his cock, coating it generously. His boy could take him. Easily. But he was also a pillow princess, and wanted things to go slow at first. So, Ji-Woon, ever the boyfriend pleaser, takes his cock in one hand and uses his free one to pull Leon’s cheeks apart.
He pushed the tip of his cock in, stretching Leon’s slicked up hole. Thank fuck for dick piercings honestly. They could feel really good, on both ends. And they sure as hell did now, the way the metal shifted slightly had Ji-Woon moaning breathlessly. He didn’t pause to let Leon adjust, just kept pushing until he was buried to the hilt inside the younger man. Leon’s back arched, muscles rippling in the dimly lit room. The restraints on his hands prevented him from reaching for his own cock, so Ji-Woon could do just about anything to him.
He set a pace, slow, despite the initial thrust. There were no reactions from Leon, safe for a few grunts and soft pants. Ji-Woon had both placed on the small of Leon’s back, mostly for support but also so he could hold him in place. Several seconds later, Leon began whining, a needy sound that almost managed to tug at Ji-Woon’s cold heart.
“Mo- Harder…please…” Leon sobbed out, hands stretching out, in a futile attempt to free himself so he could probably grab Ji-Woon’s thighs.
“Yeah baby? Already?” He cooed, a tad mockingly, still thrusting in and out
Leon was trying to push into his thrusts, twisting his body left and right. An endless stream of moans and cries spilling from his mouth with each jab against his prostate. This boy was perfect. And all his. Forever. Ji-Woon purposely dragged his piercing over Leon’s prostate and his reaction was nearly immediate.
“Y-yes! Oh- yes- Pl-” Can’t even string a sentence. Ji-Woon’s dick twitched at that.
“How can I say no, when you’re begging so sweetly?” So, to reward his boy, he picked up the pace. Switched to hard and fast, instead of the slow movement he was going for earlier. He assaulted Leon’s prostate, the obscene squelching and slapping sounds echoing around them only fueling Ji-Woon’s desire. Oh, and Leon’s lovely voice, breaking at each thrust, the way he twisted his ankles so he could cross them behind Ji-Woon’s ass. Ji-Woon could keep him here an eternity and Leon would still beg for more.
“Oh- nm- Sir, sir please I’m very close-” Ji-Woon could barely recognize the boy’s voice. He wondered what he would sound like after the third time.
He smiled, bringing a hand to wipe some of the sweat from his forehead while still pounding into Leon. Close indicated more. More meant he had to put some extra work into making him come.
“S’ that so?” Ji-Woon leant over, a fistful of Leon’s hair in his hand. He pulled, mindful of his boy’s sensitive scalp, until Leon’s pale neck was exposed to him. The younger man’s entire upper body was flushed bright red, cheeks an even darker shade. Ji-Woon dragged his tongue across them, tasting tears of desperation. And Leon just couldn’t stop moaning, whining, crying, a perfect symphony of sounds leaving his pretty lips.
Then Ji-Woon moved to nose at his neck. Leon gasped in acknowledgement, twisting his head to the side.
“Cum for me baby. Just the way I like it.”
He bit down, savagely, as if to mark him for all the world to see. And it was over.
The rest of the night passed in a blur. Three times turned into four. Ji-Woon only stopped when Leon’s cries turned pained and he began whimpering his safe word.
“S-sorry, I think that’s as much as I can take.” Leon sighed, voice croaky.
Ji-Woon passed him a glass of water, which his boy gratefully accepted. He learned this lesson after his last boyfriend had bitched about Ji-Woon not taking care of him afterwards. Blah blah.
But a satisfied partner meant better sex.
Ji-Woon, still on his knees in front of Leon, lifted a hand to gently trace the bruises on his skin. Giving special attention to his wrists in particular, massaging the tender tissue with both hands. Skin once perfectly pale, now tainted by Ji-Woon’s mouth, fingers, nails. Ji-Woon kind of preferred the clean, untainted Leon over this one. But those marks would heal overtime.
“You really know how to make a guy swoon.” His boy joked, but there was some sincerity in his words. Outside of the sex, he was back to his old self. Ji-Woon adored the occasional sassiness and dry sense of humor. “Loving the red by the way.” He gestured towards Ji-Woon’s hair, which was sticking to his forehead, several strands loose on the sides. The color was still fresh, he had it dyed last week.
“Maybe we should pick a flashy tint for you too.” Ji-Woon smirked at the idea, an image of Leon sporting bright pink hair popping up inside his head.
Leon grimaced. Ji-Woon giggled at his expression.
“No, thanks. Chief would skin me alive if I showed up to work like that.”
“I don’t know…still think you would look pretty in pink.”
Leon scooted closer, a gentle shy smile on his face. His cheeks were still crimson. Hair a blonde curly mess on his head. God, he’s literally the most gorgeous thing I’ve seen, Ji-Woon thought, softly stroking one of the boy’s moles with his thumb.
One day I’ll tie you up and take you someplace. Not a warehouse though, no. You deserve luxury, to be pampered. Then I’ll cut you open, chest to stomach. Suck on your warm guts. And I know you’ll be screaming. Just for me.
“Love you.” Leon murmured against Ji-Woon’s neck, face perfectly hidden in the crook of it. Always so eager to give. Thankfully, Ji-Woon was all too willing to take.
He would never be able to reciprocate. Ji-Woon might love Leon, just not in the way the younger man wants him to.
Leon’s love was pure, innocent and a tiny bit desperate. Craving attention like every bit he received was of the biggest importance to him.
Ji-Woon’s love was hard, cold, nothing like what one would expect to feel from a partner. There was affection, sure, but that too was expressed differently.
Still, he didn’t want to turn the boy down, not after he’d let Ji-Woon use him for his pleasure.
“I love you too babe. Now, how about we watch that movie you kept bugging me about earlier?” Leon beamed at that, eyes practically shining with adoration. Ji-Woon gave him a smile, carding his fingers through that blonde hair. Leon nuzzled into the touch.
Just like a love sick puppy, he thought, chest swelling with something he couldn’t quite identify.