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”I-I’m close…!”
Hyunjin smirked and wrapped his hand around Jeongin's cock, preventing his orgasm and chuckled lowly when he heard a desperate whine slip out from soft, pink lips.
He cooed at the bright haired male when tears started to cascade down his face, trailing sweet kisses up his neck towards his cheek. The smaller male had been denied of his orgasm for the second time now and both didn’t know how long it would be until Jeongin would break down in sobs, completely broken, but none of them wanted to stop, the pleasure that was pumping through their bodies feeling way too delicious.
“H-Hyunjin, Hyunjin please!”
The older leaned away slightly and relished in the loud whimper that escaped the younger’s mouth. His large hands were tracing lazy patterns around Jeongin's tummy, going lower and lower before abruptly moving back up, never touching the cherry haired male where he needed the most, as he painfully slowly started to thrust shallowly inside the other. It wasn’t enough.
“Please what, Innie?”
Said male sniffed, turning his head to the side, avoiding the other’s gaze as a deep blush started to bloom on his face. It was embarrassing, the way Hyunjin could just dominate him so easily. Almost scary, but he trusted him. He knew Hyunjin knew that, and although it was embarrassing, he couldn’t help the insane arousal bubbling in his lower stomach every time Hyunjin displayed his more dominating side.
He snapped back to reality when he felt a hand caressing his thigh before holding onto it, the grip becoming more and more tight until it was almost painful. Almost.
Hyunjin was obviously displeased at the lack of answer to his question. Completely stopping his thrusting, he furrowed his brows and leaned down until his lips were touching Jeongin's earlobe, hand gripping a thick thigh harshly before continuing to hiss in his ear.
“I said, please what, Innie.”
The hissed sentence made a shudder run through Jeongin's toned body. He gulped, opening his eyes again and turned his head to face the older before answering quietly.
“I…I want to-to cum.”
Hyunjin let out a pleased hum, looking into Jeongin's eyes, and then started to study the other’s face, looking for discomfort and wondering for a short second if he should stop but quickly cutting off that thought when all he could see was lust and desperation apparent on the younger male’s face.
He smirked before replying in a condescending tone, “Of course you do, slut.” He stopped shortly when a low moan escaped the other’s lips and felt his smirk grow in satisfaction.
“After all, you’re my little cockslut aren’t you?”
His hand went up towards the younger’s chest and pinched a nipple, pleased to hear the other’s breath hitch.
“You want to cum ,yeah? But you haven’t done anything to deserve it, baby.”
This time he pinched harder, Jeongin letting out a mewl out of pain and pleasure before he groaned.
“Please! Please I’ll be good, I promise!”
Jeongin sniffed again and felt a sting behind his eyelids but pushed them back, not wanting to look like a crybaby. He was so desperate.
“You’ll be good for me, baby?”
Hyunjin’s hand went down to Jeongin’s cock, loosely holding it in his palm but didn’t give him any friction. Jeongin nodded his head desperately before chanting out ‘yes’ several times. The older only smirked before tightening his hold on the smaller’s cock, pumping it at a faster pace and giving pleasure, making him writhe on the sheets.
“Y-yes! Oh fuck!”
Jeongin moans bounced off the walls, and both were thankful that they were alone in the older’s apartment right now. Hyunjin kept on encouraging him, giving him dirty compliments and helping Jeongin to get closer to his orgasm embarrassingly fast.
The bright haired male’s hand went down to Hyunjin’s where it was pumping Hyunjin’s hard cock, wrapping his own hand around the other's and controlling the movements desperately, arching his body and throwing his head back towards the pillows at the feeling.
Hyunjin let him do whatever he wanted, as he wouldn’t be able to cum. Not right now, anyways.
He leaned down and sucked purple and blue bruises on to the younger’s neck, marking him and showing everyone who he belongs to. He let his hands wander around the trembling form, finding his weak spots and teasing him to no end, making the other go crazy. His unoccupied hand stopped right by the other’s navel, pinching lightly there and growled lowly when he heard a squeak leave his lover’s mouth.
He pulled away from his neck, slowly lifting his head up so he was eye to eye with him. Jeongin moaned low, arching his neck and lightly brushing his lips against the taller one’s. But he wanted so much more, and gazed into dark, almost obsidian eyes silently pleading for a kiss and thought he got his wish when Hyunjin leaned down, only to stop short before licking his bottom lip, pulling himself up again and leaving him whining in frustration.
The older male started to kiss his way from the bright haired male’s neck down to his navel slowly, taking his time to paint the younger in purple and blue. His hand teased the slit, slowly going down and tracing the vein on the backside of the smaller’s cock, making him moan and whimper.
Hyunjin bit at the sensitive spot on his lover’s abdomen before licking at it to soothe the pain, kissing and sucking the skin and felt the other's hand grip his hair in pleasure making him grin and look up to see the pleasure filled expression.
Jeongin opened his eyes in panic when he felt that he was about to cum, trying to get the older’s hand away from his cock when he felt the hand tighten around him.
“No! Please, I wanna cum- Hyunjin p-please!”
“Not yet, baby.”
He was getting closer, and the closer he got the more he was trying to get Hyunjin’s hand away, not wanting to experience a dry orgasm. He gulped before whimpering.
“You slut, you thought I was gonna let you cum that easily?”
Jeongin whined and half heartedly slapped the other’s arm, no strength left in him.
Then he was screaming, body spasming and tears running freely down his face as he felt his first ever dry orgasm. His knees knocked together as his hand that was on top of Hyunjin’s tightened the grip it had around the other’s. His hips were bucking up into the older’s hold on him and at the same time trying to get away from the grip, abdominal muscles stretched taut and chest heaving up and down from the harsh panting.
He sniffed before breaking out in a broken sob.
And that was it.
Hyunjin had broken him.
And God, did he feel a sick satisfaction in doing it.
He let out a hum before releasing the other, his hand tracing it’s way up to Jeongin’s cheek, holding it in a sickly loving grip in such a situation, leaning down to kiss his forehead before muttering praises into his hair.
“So good baby, you took it so well.” A whimper was heard before another sob broke through pink lips.
“You’re my good slut, aren’t you? So good for me.”
Trembling arms snake around his neck, pulling him down and felt when a nose poked his neck, lips heaving shaky breaths and sobs on his collarbone. He turned his head and pecked the other’s cheek, before slowly caressing his legs, calming the other down from a painfully pleasuring high.
“You good, Innie? Do you want to stop?”
“N-no…”
Hyunjin chuckled, carefully taking the younger’s arms away from his neck and placing them above his head, holding them in place with his own hands. He kissed him openly, tongue licking it’s way inside the younger’s mouth and exploring it with fervor. He groaned deeply when he felt Jeongin’s tongue meet his, making everything messy and amplifying their lust for each other. The kiss was far from innocent but it was what they both needed.
“You want to keep going, baby? Yeah?”
He felt content when he saw the other nod, to gone to form any more words.
But as soon as he got his 'ok’ his dominant demeanor returned, and with one harsh snap of his hips, he was already inside the smaller and making him yelp in surprise before moaning begging for more.
There was no build up, instead he kept on thrusting inside the other in harsh and quick thrusts, always hitting his prostate dead on and leaving him screaming in delirious pleasure. Hands were grabbing and scratching everywhere, not leaving a single piece of skin unblemished.
“Fuck, you like it rough, you little whore.”
Hyunjin groaned before adjusting and lifted one of Jeongin's legs, holding it in place by his chest. He found a new, better angle and kept his thrusts rough while his hand was pinching and rubbing a sensitive nipple.
Jeongin threw his head back, eyes shut and his mouth wide open while loud moans and screams were heard throughout the apartment. He kept thrashing and writhing on the bed, arching his back before his hands found their way to Hyunjin’s muscled back, leaving red welts behind before digging his fingers in, a foolish way to bring him back to reality. He was far to gone already.
He was so close, just a little bit more.
“G-God! I’m so ah close!”
Hyunjin groaned a loud 'fuck’, the pleasure being too much even for him, with how much he’d been teasing and seeing the other writhe in pain and pleasure, leaving him wanting more and getting greedy with seeing his lover clearly loving what he did to him. He sat up on his knees, snapping his hips in quick and rough thrusts, holding both of Jeongin’s thighs and moaned low in his throat and felt his orgasm approaching him quickly.
The younger was chanting his name like a prayer in the most desperate way, too delirious to feel shame with the way his orgasm was approaching him for the third time. His hands were now gripping the sheets so hard they almost ripped at the seams and the bed was creaking with the headboard hitting the wall in a repetitive rhythm, leaving little to no imagination to the older’s neighbors.
As if they cared about that right now.
Then Jeongin was completely still, eyes screwed shut and mouth open in a silent scream before he was shaking and whimpering, unable to give any more sound than a mewl while spurts of white was painting both of their bodies in thick ropes.
Hyunjin was almost mesmerized at the sight in front of him and closed his eyes in bliss when he felt his lover’s ring of muscles tighten around him in such a delicious way, leaving him panting heavily. His thrusts were shaky and lost rhythm as he desperately chased after his orgasm and with a handful of thrusts he threw his head back with a loud and deep moan, slowly thrusting and riding out his high, leaving Jeongin overly sensitive as waves of slight pain coursed through his body.
It was quiet with pants echoing around the room before Hyunjin slowly pulled out his softening cock and still finding it in himself to smirk at the pained whimper that left the shorter’s lips.
After getting a wet towel from the bathroom right next to his room and wiped himself down, he placed himself right next to Jeongin and carefully wiped all the sweat and cum from his boyfriend’s body. Throwing the towel he engulfed the other in an embrace, his attitude changing to a complete 180. He kissed Jeongin’s head before whispering praises in a endearing and loving tone.
“You’re so good to me Jeongin.”
“Took it all so well.”
“I love you baby, you did so good.”
All he got in response were hoarse hums and sighs of contentment in return but he understood the meaning behind them and tightened his arms around Jeongin's middle.
He knew that Jeongin was a scarily submissive person, it was in his nature and he’d been so nervous in the beginning as to how to act around the younger male. It was a lot of power first of all, the younger would literally do anything Hyunjin told him. But instead of using this against the other, he decided to only limit it to when they had sex because Jeongin needed a person who could be relaxed and giving but at the same time he needed someone who could be incredibly dominating and unforgiving. It was the way Jeongin worked, and Hyunjin promised himself not to use this information against his boyfriend. Wether it being meant or not, he would never step out of line.
He looked down into the younger’s serene face, eyes closed halfway and felt a burst of adoration seep into his heart.
“You trust me, don’t you Jeongin?”
He knew it already, but it wouldn’t hurt to check once in a while.
He got a hum and a tired smile in response, arms winding around his middle in a tired but tight grip.
And that was all he needed before drifting off to sleep with his beloved right beside him.