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Being called wife, lao po, by a fan on live hadn't been something Hanbin had expected when he started the stream, but the comment nestles into the depths his mind and begins to grow roots. The term of endearment makes his cheeks grow warm when he eventually realises he hadn't been called husband as he had originally thought, but it's not a bad feeling.
Of course Hao notices the effect it has on Hanbin, looming over Hanbin's lounging spot on the hotel sofa the moment the live is over.
"You want to be my wife, Hanbin-ah? Be a pretty little thing waiting for me at home, tending to all of my needs?"
Oh, fuck. It's not feasible, but Hanbin wants it so much.
"Yes, lao gong." Hanbin breathes, eyelashes fluttering as he peers up at Hao. Evidently, Hao is just as into it as him, pupils dilated and jaw clenched.
"My lao po, I'll give you exactly what you need." Hanbin makes a confused little noise, not quite sure what Hao means. It doesn't help that Hao is speaking to him in that tone, equal parts condescending and sweet - the perfect recipe to dumb him down. "You need me to fill your womb, don't you? Give you a baby to take care of while I go to work?"
"Gege!" Hanbin gasps, arousal hitting him like a punch in the gut even though he sounds scandalised.
"Well? Do you want that, lao po?"
"Fuck... please, Hao-ge." Hanbin whimpers.
"No more of that, I'm your lao gong and you should address me properly."
"Please, lao gong. Get me pregnant."
Immediately, Hao's mouth is on his, capturing his lips in a heated kiss. A swipe of Hao's tongue against Hanbin's bottom lip has him opening up obediently, allowing Hao to lick into the wet heat messily. Hanbin moans, tilting his head back submissively as one of Hao's hands come to cup his neck, pressing harder into the kiss. His own hands clutch at the front of Hao's t-shirt desperately, twisting the fabric beneath his fingers.
They kiss filthily, open mouthed and full of tongue, saliva spilling over their lips and onto their chins, punched out moans and whimpers being exchanged between them.
"Get on the bed, your lao gong is going to take care of you." Hao pulls away from their kiss to mumble, barely parting a few centimetres so the words are basically spoken against Hanbin's lips. Hanbin shivers at the intensity of Hao's eyes, dark and clouded with lust.
Hanbin gets an idea, one that will spur Hao on even more, he hopes.
"Be careful with me, lao gong. It's our wedding night and I saved myself for you." Hanbin leans back and sighs breathily, pouting around the words. It's a blatant lie, but Hanbin has a feeling that Hao will be into it.
Just as he had expected, Hao groans, biting down on his bottom lip as he devours Hanbin with his gaze. Though they are pretty similar in size, Hanbin feels small with Hao standing over him, especially with the predatory glint in Hao's eyes as they rake over Hanbin, cute and comfortable in his peachy pink hair and oversized white hoodie.
After taking a deep breath to collect himself, Hao stands upright, back to his usual composed self. It's a small victory, knowing that Hao is equally as affected by their roleplay.
"Poor thing, I better make sure to stretch you properly, hm? I don't want to hurt you." Hao coos, grabbing Hanbin's wrist and dragging his hand to feel the growing bulge in his shorts.
"You feel so big, what if it doesn't fit?"
Hanbin can feel Hao's cock twitch beneath his palm at his words, and he just smiles up, eyelashes fluttering, the picture of innocence. This isn't a complete lie - Hao's cock is on the larger side, nice and long and perfectly thick. Taking him for the first time had been life changing, if Hanbin's honest. Nothing has compared to the feeling of Hao splitting him open ever since then.
"Lao gong will make it fit, baby." Hao answers through clenched teeth, grinding forward into the heat of Hanbin's hand. His cock feels hot and heavy through the material, almost fully hard already. Perhaps he had been thinking about Hanbin being his lao po throughout the live, from where he had been laying across the bed, getting slowly worked up since then. "C'mon, let me take care of you."
With that, Hao tugs him up and pushes Hanbin down onto his back, splayed across the hotel bedsheets. His hood had fallen down at one point, so his hair is haloed onto the bed around his head - Hao tells him he looks like an angel and he blushes a pretty pink that's most certainly darker than the strands strewn across the sheets.
"How does my husband want me?" Hanbin asks as Hao retrieves the lube from his overnight bag.
"I want to taste my pretty wife first."
A rush of heat flares through Hanbin's body, his own cock already throbbing and on the verge of leaking in his sweatpants. Having Hao's tongue on him is always a pleasure, and something they rarely get to indulge in.
"Like this, lao gong?" Hanbin gets onto all fours before pressing his chest to the bed, knees bent beneath him, ass presented for Hao.
"So perfect for me, lao po. Can't wait to finally get my mouth on you, waited so long to take your innocence and now I get to do just that." Hao croons, crawling onto the bed, lube tossed to the side for now as he shuffles up behind Hanbin. Hanbin squirms, getting even hotter at the thought of Hao deflowering him. Well, in reality Hao had been the one that had deflowered him, but it had been sweet and tender and silly - not anywhere near as loaded as this encounter, that's for sure.
Hao wastes no time in pulling down Hanbin's sweatpants until they're around his thighs, leaving him bare and on display, cock hanging beneath him uselessly. The crisp air of the air conditioned room is pleasant against his warm skin. Hanbin yelps in surprise when Hao blows against his hole, laughing gently at his reaction before leaning in to lick a wide strip over it.
"Hng, fuck."
"Such a dirty mouth for a virgin bride." Hao tuts darkly, landing a spank against Hanbin's right ass cheek.
"Only because Hao-hyung tainted me." Hanbin whines, squirming and pressing his hips back as Hao focuses on circling over his pucker, getting Hanbin wet with spit and prodding until he breaches the rim. He laps at Hanbin's walls for a moment before pulling back.
"I should take responsibility then, hm?"
Moans spill from Hanbin's mouth as Hao proceeds to fuck him open with his tongue, thrusting into his hole and massaging at his insides, pushed so deep that his nose is buried in Hanbin's ass too. He slurps and licks and nibbles at Hanbin's rim, making the most filthy, debauched noises that feel way too loud. The embarrassment only adds to Hanbin's arousal though, fingers tangled in the sheets as Hao works his expert mouth over and inside of him, opening him up slowly.
"Feels so good, hng, love your tongue." Hanbin moans, mouth gaped open so much that he's starting to drool on the bed, eyes clenched shut as he's taken apart.
"Wait until you feel my cock in here, lao po. You'll love that even more." Hao says as he slides a finger in, immediately curling it down to rub against Hanbin's swollen prostate, eliciting a choked whimper from Hanbin.
"So full already, I might not be able to take it, lao gong." Hanbin whimpers, playing along with the situation they've created.
"Don't worry, baobei, I'll go slow."
As promised, Hao takes his time opening Hanbin up with his fingers, dousing them in generous amounts of lube before pushing a single digit into Hanbin. Leisurely, he fucks the finger in and out, stroking at Hanbin's walls, skating over his prostate just to hear the noise it causes Hanbin to make as he jerks under Hao's ministrations.
His cock is leaking steadily onto the bed by now, aching and hard and untouched, the stimulation from Hao's mouth and fingers amazing but not quite enough. A heady feeling clouds Hanbin's head, their play pretend making his mind hazy in the most delicious way. Above all, he feels taken care of with Hao giving him one hundred percent of his focus.
Hanbin is growing impatient by the time Hao finally works a third finger in, having taken his sweet time, truly treating Hanbin as if he's never been fucked before, as if he'll break.
"Please, hyung, 'm ready." Hanbin grumbles, huffing in annoyance.
"Baby, we're doing this so I don't hurt you. Your sweet cunt is so tight, and I'm so big." Hao is pouting, Hanbin can tell from his voice, but he can barely register that when Hao is calling his ass his cunt.
"Shit, fuck, Hao-hyung. D-don't say that." Hanbin hisses, despite the way he clenches hard around Hao's fingers. God, Hao can be filthy with his mouth, but this is on a whole other level.
"I felt that, you like it. Don't worry, baobei, it's cute. My pretty lao po is so wet for me here, I can't wait to feel it around my cock." Hao hums, as if he's not saying the most devastatingly sexy thing Hanbin has heard in a while.
"Hng, lao gong, please, I'm ready."
Eyes stinging with tears from being played with for so long, left on edge as Hao had taken his time, Hanbin manages to lift his head to shoot Hao a pleading look. It must work as within moments, Hao is manoeuvring Hanbin onto his back, pulling his sweatpants off and slotting between his thighs. Hao tugs down his own shorts, enough so that his erection springs free, making Hanbin's mouth water at the sight. A thrill of excitement runs through Hanbin - he's finally getting what he wants.
"Hm, I'll leave this on, it's white like your wedding dress." Hao comments, tugging at the hoodie flooding Hanbin's frame, making Hanbin gasp, hit with so much desire that it forces the exhale out of him. He leans down to press his lips to Hanbin's, capturing them in a sweet kiss as he reaches down to stroke his own cock, covering it in lube. After savouring the taste of one another for a few moments, both melting into the loving exchange, Hao pulls away and settles back on his knees.
"Hold my hand? It's my first time, I'm nervous." Hanbin pouts, reaching out with grabby hands. Hao's eyes are filled with adoration as he easily complies, wiping one messy hand on the bed so that he can intertwine their fingers.
It's kind of fun to act, Hanbin thinks, easy enough to get lost in their lies, to actually believe what they're saying. Not to mention, it's a huge turn on, pretending to be defiled by Hao, tarnished and ruined for anyone else.
Hao guides his cock to Hanbin's lube soaked hole with his other hand, rubbing the tip around just to watch how he flutters, clenching around nothing, desperate to be filled. He squeezes Hanbin's hand as he finally presses in, painstakingly slow. Every inch stretches Hanbin out, pushing against his walls, rubbing his sensitive insides in the most perfect way.
"So tight." Hao grits out, other hand skimming under the material of Hanbin's hoodie to hold his hip, massaging the bone soothingly. "Are you okay, lao po?"
"Hhh, yeah, so big inside of me, I might break. Is it all in?" Hanbin knows it's not, but he's revelling in feeding Hao's ego like this.
"Not yet, baobei. I'm barely half way." Hao coos, as if Hanbin is the cutest thing he's ever laid eyes upon. Sparks of arousal shoot up Hanbin's spine, cock brushing against his hoodie, soft against his sensitive skin.
"Gonna ruin me for anyone else, lao gong." Hanbin moans as Hao fucks in further, until his hips are pressed to Hanbin's ass and thighs. Of course, it always feels incredible having Hao's cock pulsing inside of him, but imagining that it's really his wedding night, and that Hao is taking him for the first time, heightens the experience even more.
"That's the plan, isn't it? I'm making you mine tonight. No one else has had you, and no one else will have you. You're mine, completely."
Before Hanbin can even think of a reply, Hao begins to move, short but strong thrusts that jostle Hanbin's whole body. It really is like Hao is staking a claim on him, carving a space inside of Hanbin for him. Hanbin's eyes roll back into his head when Hao shuffles, the new position making his cock brush against his prostate with every stroke.
"Hng, gege, 's so good, feel so full." Hanbin warbles, drool slipping from the corner of his mouth. Every nerve in his body feels like it's alight, but in the most pleasant way possible. He's hot, so warm in his hoodie but it somehow adds to the sensation even more.
"My pretty baby, you feel so good too, your cunt is just pulling me in. Your body is begging for me to give you babies, huh?" Hao grunts, not sounding as put together as earlier now, voice husky and breathless.
Hanbin's cock twitches violently beneath his clothes, and he writhes on Hao's cock. "Please, please, want your babies, want to be a good wife for you."
At this point, Hanbin is floating, brain only filled with Hao, his cock, and being good for him. Logic and common sense had departed a long time ago, and instead he's really convinced that Hao can do it, can actually get him pregnant. He wants it so bad, to be able to fulfil his role as Hao's lao po.
"You'll look so good when you start to grow here." Hao moves the hand on Hanbin's hip to his lower stomach. His fingers slide up further under Hanbin's hoodie, until he's pinching at one of Hanbin's sensitive nipples. "Will get all cute and swollen here too."
Hanbin cries out, completely overwhelmed by the sensation of Hao's hands, his cock, and his words. Tears begin to slip from his eyes, blissed out and unable to stop them.
"Lao gong, come inside me, please, I need it." Hanbin hiccups, gripping Hao's hand even harder, while his other hand lays useless at his side, limbs feeling like jelly. "Hn, gonna give you three daughters, I promise."
That seems to be all it takes for Hao to finally reach his orgasm, but he makes sure to take care of Hanbin too, wraps a hand around his aching length, as his hips stutter, cock pulsing out spurts of cum, painting the insides of Hanbin's walls. Soiling him, branding him.
"Fuck, Hanbin-ah, fuck." Hao curses, along with a few other words in Mandarin that Hanbin is too busy being coaxed over the edge to understand. The feeling of being filled by Hao's seed is enough to finally make him let go, spilling cum into Hao's hand, shaking apart on Hao's cock.
As they both come down from their highs, they're panting, catching their breath. Clearly, Hao's orgasm has been just as intense as Hanbin's, both stunned into silence for a few minutes before Hanbin speaks up.
"Hm, I wonder if it'll take. Do you think it's enough?" Hanbin asks, still feeling worked up despite everything, squeezing down on Hao's softening length, drawing a guttural moan from him.
"You're such a menace, Hanbin."
"I'm not, lao gong. Wouldn't it be perfect to get pregnant on our wedding night? You should fill me up at least once more to make sure." Hanbin giggles, coyly, fluttering his sweeping lashes up at Hao, who clenches his jaw.
Hanbin lets out a delighted gasp as Hao lets go of his hand to grip Hanbin's thighs, pushing them back, until his knees are at his chest.
"I'll fill you up, lao po. Just lay there and be a good wife for me, hm?" Hao's voice is dark with lust, fingertips bruising where they dig into the plush flesh of Hanbin's thighs. Already, Hanbin can feel how Hao's cock is slowly hardening again, just as aroused as Hanbin by the current events.
"Should we take this off now? Since you've tainted me, the virginal white doesn't make sense anymore." Hanbin tugs at his hoodie, smirking as he watches Hao's pupils dilate even further, feels his grip tighten even more.
"God, Hanbin. You're going to drive me crazy." Hao groans, thrusting forward slightly, fucking his own cum back into Hanbin.
"You're the one who chose to marry me, lao gong. You're stuck with me for life."
After that point, Hanbin isn't able to tease Hao any further - it's safe to say that if there were any possibility of Hanbin getting pregnant, it would have happened that night. Hao is nothing but diligent in all he does, and pretending to fuck Hanbin full of babies is no different.