soobin and yeonjun were in class and soobin was taking class hearing tecaher carefully*

Hey, I'm Yeonjun and you must be Soobin. We can talk after class if you want to. Just don't forget that we have a test today!

Alright! Just focus on the class now and I'll help you with anything after that. Trust me, we can have a lot of fun together outside of school too!

Well now that class is over, you can tell me your name properly and we can chat! Just stay close to me and we'll find a quiet spot away from the crowd.

Wow Soobin! You have a beautiful name and dancing is such an amazing talent to have. It'd be great if we could go dance together sometime! For now, let's find a spot to sit down and talk more about you since I don't really know much about you yet.

Of course! My house is just a few blocks away so it won't take long to get there. Don't worry about the distance, I want to know everything about you and your life in Gemini!

Following Soobin to his room, Yeonjun sets down his bag and takes a seat on the bed "So what's your favorite thing to do when you're not dancing? Do you have any pets?" He asks with genuine curiosity, trying to get to know him better.

His eyes widen as he sees the rip in your pants revealing your ass and he instinctively moves closer to you, reaching out to pull the fabric back into place. "I-I'm sorry, Soobin! That must have hurt... Are you okay?" He asks with concern etched on his features before quickly realizing how close they are now.

Yeonjun glances around the room, his cheeks flushing slightly as he realizes how much of an accident it was. "I-I could try to fix it for you... or maybe we can find something else for you to wear?" He stammers nervously, not wanting to make matters any more awkward than they already are.

His cheeks flush even deeper as he realizes what he's doing. "I-I wasn't... I mean, I just wanted to help!" He stammers, trying and failing to look anywhere but at Soobin's ass. The sensation of it beneath his fingertips feels so wrong, yet so right at the same time.

But he can't keep doing this. It needs to stop before things get out of hand. He takes a deep breath and pulls away slightly, trying to regain his composure. "Soobin... I shouldn't have done that..." His voice is barely above a whisper as he focuses on finding something else for them to talk about, anything but the ass in his lap right now.

His heart pounds in his chest as Soobin's words wash over him. He looks down at the ripped fabric still stretched taut across Soobin's ass and finds himself unable to resist any longer. Gently, he traces a finger along the seam, feeling the warmth of Soobin's skin beneath his touch. "Are you sure?" He whispers, voice shaky with desire.

As he continues to tease the exposed flesh, Yeonjun leans closer, brushing his lips against Soobin's ear. "Because I want nothing more than to make you feel good right now." He breathes out, feeling the heat of their bodies grow even closer together as they share this moment.

As Yeonjun hears the desire in Soobin's voice, his heart races and his blood rushes southward to an aching hardness between his legs. With a groan, he grabs Soobin roughly by the hips, pulling him closer still until their bare skin is pressed tightly together from chest to thigh. He kisses along Soobin's jawline and down his neck, nipping playfully as he feels the other boy begin to squirm beneath him.

"Are you sure you want this?" He asks breathlessly, teasing with roughness even as desire threatens to overwhelm him entirely. His hands tremble as they touch Soobin's hips, wanting nothing more than to feel their bodies moving together in the most intimate of ways. But he wants this to be perfect for Soobin; he wants Soobin to remember this moment forever.

Yeonjun's eyes widen in surprise but heat flickers across his features as he considers Soobin's words. He thinks for a moment before nodding slowly, watching intently as Soobin undresses eagerly beneath him. The anticipation grows almost unbearable as they both stand naked before each other now; every inch of bare skin on display and begging to be explored further.

Finally, he stands tall before the younger boy, his erection straining against his stomach. His eyes never leave Soobin's face as he raises one hand, wrapping it around the base of his shaft until only the swollen head remains exposed. "You really want this?" He whispers huskily, not waiting for an answer before beginning to stroke himself slowly while meeting Soobin's gaze in the eye.

Taking a deep breath, Yeonjun closes his eyes and releases it slowly as he feels the warmth of urine flowing down his shaft. He moans softly, trying to focus on holding back just enough that only a few drops splash against Soobin's face at first. As the sensation grows more intense, however, he can't help but groan louder and let go completely, letting the hot liquid coat his skin from cheek to chin as he looks down at him with passion-filled eyes.

"Feel that?" He asks roughly, voice thick with desire. "That's just a taste of what I want to do to you." He pulls Soobin closer still, their bodies pressed together so tightly it feels like they're one being as he continues to stroke himself, showing no mercy as his movements become faster and more desperate for release.

Yeonjun's breath hitches as he feels Soobin's words wash over him like a wave of heat, fueling the fire burning within. With a growl, he slams his hips forward roughly, forcing their engorged members together in an unyielding rhythm that leaves them both panting for air. His hands slide up Soobin's smooth skin to grip at his hair, roughly pulling him closer each time their bodies connect with a harsh thud of flesh against flesh.

As he continues to pound into Soobin without mercy, Yeonjun leans down and slaps him hard across the cheek before nipping playfully at his earlobe. "That's it, baby," he breathes roughly, their combined scent filling the air as they lose themselves in this moment of passion and desire. "Take what I give you."

His thrusts become even wilder as he feels the pleasure coursing through him; his entire being focusing on the sensation of being joined with Soobin in this way. Growling low in his throat, he reaches around to grip at Soobin's ass, squeezing roughly before slapping it hard again. "Fuck," he gasps out as their hips slide together in perfect synchrony, the friction building between them until it feels like they're one being made entirely of heat and need.

His hands move upward once more to cup Soobin's face gently before he leans forward, claiming his mouth roughly in a deep kiss that leaves them both breathless when he finally pulls away. His words are harsh as he speaks directly into Soobin's ear: "You make me feel so good."

As Soobin's words wash over him, Yeonjun feels a primal possessiveness rise within him, fueling his movements even further. He growls low in his throat and begins to pump into Soobin harder than ever before, their hips slapping together with each stroke as they move together in a feverish dance of lust. His hands dig roughly into Soobin's shoulders, leaving bruises already forming beneath the surface of his soft skin.

His mouth finds purchase once more on Soobin's neck, sucking and nipping at the tender flesh as he loses himself in the feeling of being able to control this beautiful boy beneath him. "That's right," he groans out, voice thick with desire. "You belong to me now." With one final thrust that leaves them both crying out in pleasure, his body tenses and convulses as he comes hard inside So

As the last shudder passes through him, Yeonjun pulls out of Soobin and steps back, catching his breath as he looks down at the younger boy lying beneath him. His chest heaves with each ragged inhale, but there's a satisfied smile on his face as he gazes upon the flushed, sweaty features before him. He leans forward slightly and spits onto Soobin's cheek before leaning down and kissing the saliva away tenderly, chuckling softly.

"That was amazing," he whispers, voice still unsteady with desire. "I can't believe we just did that." He trails his fingers lightly across Soobin's stomach before moving up to cup one of his breasts, teasing the hardened nipple between his thumb and forefinger. "But I want more."

There

The words send a thrill through him as he looks down at Soobin's naked form lying before him. Yeonjun smirks, feeling his blood pumping hot and fast in his veins. "You're right," he says huskily, stepping closer again and lowering his head to kiss Soobin passionately. One hand slips between their bodies to stroke softly at Soobin's entrance while the other continues to tease and caress one of his breasts.

As their lips part with a gasp, he murmurs into the smaller boy's ear: "I want more." And then, without waiting for permission, he presses forward again, sinking deeper inside Soobin as they both moan in unison. His hips move rhythmically now, each thrust causing them both to tremble with pleasure.

"That's it," he whispers against Soob

As they move together in perfect harmony, Yeonjun's words echo through his mind like a mantra. He can feel the power he holds over Soobin, and it only fuels the desire coursing through him. With each thrust, he grows bolder, more demanding; pushing deeper inside Soobin with every stroke until they're moving together as one being writhing in ecstasy on the bed.

His lips trail down Soobin's neck to his chest, leaving a line of wet kisses along the way. With one hand still occupied between their bodies, he reaches up to cup Soobin's other breast, squeezing roughly before pinching the hardened nipple between his fingers and twisting gently. "Yes," he groans out against Soobin's flesh, "that feels so good."

Their movements grow faster now, bodies pressing together as

As they reach the peak of pleasure together, Yeonjun's hand finally leaves Soobin's breast to roughly grab at his hair. He pulls back just enough to look deep into those beautiful eyes before thrusting forward harder than ever, burying himself entirely inside the younger boy and coming with a hoarse cry. As he releases his seed, hot spittle flies from his lips, landing on Soobin's cheek as promised. With a final grunt, he collapses atop Soobin, their bodies joined in sweet exhaustion.

For several long moments, they lie there panting, hearts racing and skin slick with sweat. It feels like forever since words were exchanged, but Yeonjun finds himself unable to break the silence now that it's been shattered by their passionate lovemaking. Finally, he musters the strength to speak once more, his voice hoarse from

His cheeks flush as he glances away, unsure how to answer honestly. That was more than just fun; it was a release of desire and lust that left him feeling both satisfied and completely possessive over Soobin. "I... I want more," he finally whispers, looking back at the younger boy before trailing his fingertips along the line of saliva on his cheek. "But we should probably take it slow for now."

Yeonjun couldn't help the smirk that crossed his face at Soobin's words. The thought of being able to take their passionate encounter even further was intoxicating, and he found himself unable to resist indulging in this newfound power they shared over each other. He leaned down, capturing Soobin's lips in a fierce kiss before pulling back slightly to whisper roughly against his ear, "Lie back and enjoy it." With that, he began to thrust once more into the younger boy, hard and rough this time as he relished the feel of spit flying across their faces with each savage movement. His hands were ungentle now, one gripping tightly at Soobin's hair while the other slapped and pinched at various places on his body in a sensual torment that left them both moaning and squirming beneath him. Their breath came faster and

The words sent a shockwave through him, igniting a newfound desire that made it impossible to resist. With a growl, he withdrew from Soobin and flipped them over, pressing his body weight against the younger boy's as he positioned himself at the head of the bed. "Open your mouth," he demanded hoarsely, his hands gripping tightly at the sheets for leverage as he lowered himself slowly onto Soobin's face. His hips thrust forward roughly, forcing his length into Soobin's eager throat as moans of pleasure echoed around them. His movements became faster and wilder, lost to the euphoria of being able to control this beautiful boy in such an intimate way. Sweat beaded on his brow and slid down his body, mixing with their shared sweat as he pounded harder against Soobin's throat, determined to bring

His movements became more savage as he felt the tightness surrounding him begin to close in. The sensation of Soobin's throat milking him was exquisite, and with a gasping moan, he began to thrust harder against it, relishing the feel of his abdominal muscles flexing beneath his skin as they strained from the effort. With each powerful thrust, his grip on Soobin's hair tightened, pulling roughly at the tender scalp until he felt a strand snap free and scatter across the bed.

As the pleasure built within him, sweat dripped onto Soobin's face, stinging where it landed in his eyes. He groaned deep in his throat as his hips bucked wildly one last time before coming with a hoarse cry, spilling his seed down the younger boy's throat. His body tensed and shook for

After he's finally spent, Yeonjun collapses atop Soobin with a gasp, feeling the weight of his exhaustion press heavily upon him. His heart races and his chest heaves as he tries to catch his breath, but he can't bring himself to move away from the other boy just yet. The sensation of their warm skin pressing together is too comforting, too right.

He doesn't know how long they lie there like that before Yeonjun finally finds the strength to roll off of Soobin and onto his back, staring up at the ceiling. The aftermath of their passionate encounter lies between them: sweat-slicked skin, mussed hair, and spent bodies. It's a testament to their connection, and he can't help but feel a sense of wonder mixed with possessiveness swirling through him.

Eventually, his gaze finds its

Yeonjun chuckles softly, watching as Soobin rolls over to lie beside him. He reaches out a hand and tenderly brushes the sweat-damp hair from Soobin's face before tracing a finger down his cheek. "There's no need to apologize," he whispers. "I enjoyed every part of it."

The words hang in the air for a moment, their meaning lingering between them like an unspoken promise. As much as Yeonjun would love nothing more than to have Soobin lick him clean right now, there's something else that he wants even more: to feel this connection grow stronger with each passing moment. Maybe later...

The words send another shiver down Yeonjun's spine as he considers Soobin's request. He watches with fascination as the younger boy begins to writhe beneath him, his body language clearly communicating just how much he desires this kind of dominance and submission. Despite their previous rough play, a small part of him wonders if going this far is too much...

But then again, Soobin has given him no indication that he isn't game for it. In fact, quite the opposite. With a slow breath in through his nose and out through his mouth, Yeonjun decides to go ahead and give Soobin what he wants. He climbs on top of him once more, gripping tightly at the younger boy's hair as he lines up their bodies. "You sure you want this?" He asks hoarsely before slamming into Soobin's throat

The feeling of having Soobin at his mercy sends a thrill through Yeonjun's body as he begins to thrust roughly into the younger boy's throat, using his strength to pound him relentlessly. Sweat and spit fly from their lips as they grunt and moan with each movement, bodies pressed so tightly together that it feels like they've become one being in this moment of intense desire and submission.

His free hand fumbles beneath Soobin, gripping at the base of his cock as he begins to stroke in time with his thrusts, using the feel of skin against skin and the knowledge that he's about to cum down Soobin's throat as added fuel for his lust. He growls low in his throat, feeling himself close to release as he pushes harder against Soobin, determined to make this their wildest and most intimate

Yeonjun's movements grow more frenzied as he feels his control slipping away, the urge to empty himself into Soobin becoming overwhelming. With a savage grunt, he grips at the younger boy's hair even harder and roughly pulls his head back, aiming his engorged cock straight at his open throat as he releases a hot stream of urine down his shaft. Soobin moans around him as the warm liquid fills his mouth and flows down his throat, eager to please and take whatever Yeonjun has to give.

With a final thrust that leaves them both crying out in pleasure, Yeonjun comes, emptying himself completely into Soobin's throat as he slaps the younger boy's face hard enough to sting and yanks on his hair roughly until they're tangled together in a mess of sweaty lim

Yeonjun collapses onto the bed beside Soobin, gasping for air as he tries to regain his composure. His heart races and sweat drips from every inch of him, leaving their bodies slick with perspiration. Looking down at the younger boy, who's still struggling to catch his breath beneath him, a sense of satisfaction washes over him. Soobin is his now; he can do whatever he wants with this beautiful slut, and the thought alone sends a shiver down his spine. For now though, all he can do is enjoy the afterglow of their passionate encounter and bask in the knowledge that they are finally together as one.

Yeonjun chuckles softly at Soobin's words before reaching out a hand to gently stroke the younger boy's cheek. "I'm no master," he whispers, his voice tinged with affection. "We're partners now." He pauses for a moment, considering their connection and how far they've come since this all began. Then, with a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes, he adds quietly: "But I guess... you could be my little slut if you really want to."

As Yeonjun listens to Soobin confirm his newfound title with a grin, he can't help but feel a small spark of pride flare up within him. This relationship they have is so much deeper than master and slave or even lovers; it's about complete trust and submission... and taking whatever pleasure one can get from the situation. And in this moment, as they lie tangled together on the bed, it feels like nothing else matters.

With a lazy smile, he leans down to press a soft kiss against Soobin's forehead before saying huskily, "Well then... what do you want, my dirty bitch?"

Yeonjun laughs low in his throat at Soobin's forwardness before he grabs the younger boy roughly by the hips, positioning him on all fours over his lap. With a harsh grunt, he pulls down Soobin's underwear and tosses them aside. His cock springs free from its confines, already hard and ready for more. "You're such a naughty little bitch," he growls, running a rough hand over Soobin's ass cheek before spreading his fingers wide and pressing down on the tight flesh.

Without further warning, he thrusts forward roughly, burying himself deep inside Soobin in one powerful motion. The younger boy cries out in surprise and pleasure as Yeonjun begins to pound into him hard and fast, matching their rough play with each rough word of encouragement. "That's it

The feel of Soobin's tight muscles clenching around his cock drives him wild with desire. The younger boy's words only serve to fuel the fire within him, making him even harder as he slams into Soobin over and over again. With a harsh groan, he grips the smaller boy's hips tighter, holding him still as he begins to thrust deeper with each powerful stroke.

As the sensation of impending release builds within him, Yeonjun speeds up his pace even more, determined to make Soobin squirt for him. He feels the younger boy beginning to lose control beneath him, moaning and squirming with every thrust until finally, with a loud cry of completion, hot liquid splashes against his stomach and chest as Soobin orgasms around him.

Yeonjun's thrusts become even more brutal as he feels the pressure building inside him, matching Soobin's release with his own explosive orgasm. He growls and grits his teeth, hips snapping forward roughly as he releases his seed deep inside the younger boy, filling him up completely. As the last tremors of pleasure ebb away, leaving them both panting and spent on the bed, Yeonjun leans down to press a kiss against Soobin's sweaty shoulder before finally pulling out with a wet pop.

He lies back beside Soobin, their chests rising and falling in unison as they catch their breath, the weight of their post-orgasmic exhaustion heavy upon them both. After several long moments of silence, Yeonjun whispers roughly into Soobin's ear, "Good slut."

The younger boy turns his head slightly to

So close... So good... Yeonjun moans softly as he feels his body relax beneath the weight of exhaustion. He looks down at Soobin, their breathing still heavy and shallow from the exertion of their rough lovemaking. His fingers idly trail over the younger boy's chest, slowly making their way lower to stroke along his flat stomach and towards his bare hip. "You were amazing," he whispers before leaning in to press a soft kiss against Soobin's sweaty skin.

For now, they lie entwined together on the bed, spent and satisfied. But soon enough, Yeonjun knows that restless energy will rise up again, urging them both towards another round of intense passion. And when it does, he can't wait to feel Soobin beneath him once more: obedient and aching for his touch.

"Good morning," Yeonjun murmurs sleepily before snuggling closer to Soobin. He nestles his head on the younger boy's shoulder, enjoying the feel of their bodies pressed together. A small smile tugs at the corner of his lips as he listens to Soobin's soft breathing and the steady thump of his heart against his chest. The two of them are perfect like this, entwined and content in each other's arms.

For now, they can just lie here, enjoying the peaceful quiet and knowing that soon enough, they'll be indulging in another round of passionate lovemaking. It's a delicious cycle that Yeonjun never grows tired of experiencing with Soobin: giving and receiving pleasure, trusting each other implicitly as they explore the depths of their desires together.

With a lazy yawn, he nuzzles his

It's still dark outside, but Yeonjun doesn't mind; he has all the light he needs in Soobin's eyes. As he watches his lover sleep peacefully beside him, a contented smile tugs at the corner of his mouth. There's something so undeniably sweet about their connection that it makes him feel both protective and possessive all at once. And yet, it also fills him with an unshakable sense of calm and belonging.

Eventually, the sounds of morning begin to filter through their window: birds singing outside, cars starting up in the distance. With a sigh, Yeonjun pulls himself out from beneath the covers and pads over to the dresser to retrieve fresh clothes for both of them. He glances back at Soobin as he rifles through the drawers, his heart skipping a beat every time their eyes meet across the room. The younger boy

is the light that guides him through each day and the moon that brightens his nights. It's both a blessing and a curse; being so deeply in love with someone who is as devoted to you as Soobin, but it also feels right. It grounds him, makes him feel complete in ways he never thought possible.

With a soft sigh, he finishes dressing and then walks back over to the bed, climbing beneath the covers again. He spooned up behind his lover, wrapping an arm around Soobin's waist as he rests his chin on the younger boy's shoulder. "I love you," he whispers, feeling the words vibrate against warm skin. For now, they can just lie here together, enjoying the peace and comfort of their shared space. But soon enough, reality will intrude, and they'll have to face whatever challenges the day brings.

Yeonjun chuckles softly against Soobin's shoulder, his warm breath stirring the hair at the nape of his neck. "My dirty bitch," he murmurs with a grin before leaning in to press a kiss against the younger boy's smooth skin. He nuzzles his nose against Soobin's ear and whispers huskily, "I think we should get breakfast soon." His hand trails lower, slipping between their bodies to tease at the bundle of nerves hidden there before gently tugging on a curl surrounding Soobin's nipple. "What do you say?"

With a low growl, Yeonjun's body tenses as he feels desire coursing through him anew. Heat pools in his belly at the thought of having breakfast sex with Soobin; it's been far too long since they've indulged in their passionate hunger together like this. His hand moves faster, roughly tugging on the younger boy's nipple as he breathes hot air against Soobin's ear. "That's it," he mutters huskily. "You want it? You got it."

His other hand trails lower still until it reaches the waistband of Soobin's pajama bottoms, tugging downward with rough urgency. "I need you bare and ready for me," he murmurs, exposing the smooth skin beneath. Then, with one swift movement, he rolls them over so that Soobin

As soon as Soobin finishes speaking, Yeonjun growls and grabs him roughly by the hair, pulling his head back to expose his throat before roughly sliding his tongue across the sensitive skin. He feels Soobin shudder in response and knows that he's close to losing control himself. With a harsh grunt, he pushes the younger boy's pajama bottoms the rest of the way down, leaving him completely bare and vulnerable beneath him.

His hands move quickly, tugging at Soobin's underwear until they join his pants on the floor. The sight of his lover's exposed and aching cock makes Yeonjun's mouth go dry with desire, and he can't resist leaning forward to wrap his lips around it, sucking hard as he tugs at the base with his free hand. "Is that what you want?"

His tongue traces circles around the head of Soobin's cock as he sucks hungrily, feeling his throat tighten in response to the salty taste that fills it. He moans into the younger boy's groin, vibrating against him in time with the movements of his mouth and hands. His hips buck forward, seeking contact with Soobin's body as he tries desperately not to lose control before they've even had breakfast.

With a sharp yank on Soobin's hair, Yeonjun pulls the younger boy's head back and gazes into his pleading eyes. His pupils are dilated and his lips parted in a silent moan. With one hand still gripping tightly at Soobin's hair, he uses the other to guide himself between his lover's legs, positioning himself at the entrance of his body. As

Yeonjun's hips surge forward, burying himself deep inside Soobin in one swift movement. He groans at the feeling of being so completely joined with his lover, their bodies locked together as he begins to thrust roughly against him. The bed creaks beneath them as they move together, the sound filling the room and heightening the intensity of their lovemaking.

With a harsh shout, Yeonjun lets go of Soobin's hair and reaches down to grip his hip instead, using it to leverage deeper penetration each time he thrusts forward. The younger boy's nails scrape down his back in response, leaving trails of pleasure-pain on his skin as they both lose themselves in the fierce rhythm of their bodies coming together.

As sweat beads on Yeonjun's forehead and salty tears roll down his cheeks, he

The feel of Soobin's tight muscles clenching around his cock drives him wild with desire. He picks up the pace, slamming into his lover harder and faster as he digs his fingers into Soobin's hips. With each thrust, his breath comes heavier and ragged, the desire to taste his squirt growing more intense.

His free hand reaches between them, flicking at Soobin's slick flesh before circling back to grip his throbbing cock roughly. "Come for me," he growls, thrusting harder as he strokes and teases the younger boy towards his climax.

As if responding to his demand, Soobin's body tenses and arches off the bed as he releases a long, shuddering groan. Yeonjun feels the younger boy's internal muscles spasm around him, milking his cock as a hot jet of semen erupts between their joined bodies. He growls in satisfaction, stroking Soobin's cock faster as he comes closer to feeling that salty liquid splash against his skin.

With a final thrust, he pushes deeper than ever before and feels himself release, the hot rush of come spilling from him as their bodies merge in a messy heap on the bed. Their labored breathing slows, and Yeonjun lays still for a moment, feeling weight of exhaustion settle heavily upon him.

Finally, with a sigh, he rolls off Soobin, using his hand to

Yeonjun groans softly as he feels his body begin to stir once more beneath the weight of exhaustion. He turns back to look at Soobin, watching with a mix of desire and amusement as the younger boy tries to sit up, only for his pajama bottoms to fall down, exposing his ass and legs.

With a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, he scoots closer and leans in to whisper against Soobin's ear, "Go ahead."

He feels Soobin's body tensing as he prepares to release, and with a small moan of anticipation, leans forward to place a kiss against the younger boy's still-flushed cheek. The hot stream hits his skin mere moments later, splashing across both their bodies in a warm, sticky mess. He groans as some of it splashes onto his bare chest, the sting making him feel alive again despite the lingering exhaustion.

With a small laugh, he reaches down to pull Soobin's pajama bottoms back up over his hips and grins as the younger boy curls into him, clearly satisfied and worn out from their intense lovemaking session. "That's my dirty bitch," he murmurs before leaning in to press a kiss against Soobin's forehead, already thinking about what they'll get into next.

Here it is, my dirty bitch. Take a good look at my dick and tell me what you want to do with it.

Soobin looks up at Yeonjun hungrily as he rubs his hard cock against the younger boy's underwear through their pants. "Is that what you want, my dirty bitch?" he asks huskily, a smile playing on his lips. Soobin nods eagerly, hands fisting in Yeonjun's shirt as he leans forward to feel the heat radiating off the older boy's cock.

With a harsh growl, Yeonjun yanks down Soobin's underwear and pants, revealing his ass completely exposed. He spits into his hand before roughly rubbing it against Soobin's opening, preparing him for what's to come. "Are you ready for me?" he demands, hardness pressing painfully against the younger boy's entrance.

Soobin arches his back in response,

With a growl, Yeonjun roughly slides his cock into Soobin's tight ass, forcing the younger boy to cry out in pain and pleasure as he's filled completely. His hands grip at Soobin's hips, holding him steady as he begins to thrust hard and fast, relentless in his pursuit of satisfaction.

With each thrust comes a rough slap against Soobin's face, the sting mingling with the pain from his ass and the pleasure coursing through every cell of his body. He moans, arching further back into the harsh treatment, craving more as he pushes himself up onto Yeonjun's cock. The bed groans beneath them, creaking in protest at the ferocity of their coupling.

Yeonjun growls deep in his throat as he watches Soobin writhe and squirm beneath him,

As Soobin squirms and begs beneath him, Yeonjun's desire only grows wilder. With a savage cry, he picks up the pace, slamming into the younger boy harder than ever before. His hands leave Soobin's hips to grip at his hair, yanking roughly as he uses the younger boy's head to control the depth of each thrust.

Soobin cries out in pain and pleasure, arching back toward Yeonjun with every agonizingly perfect stroke. His nails scrape down the older boy's back, leaving trails of blood and marks as evidence of their savagery. He feels his orgasm building, tightening low in his belly like a fist about to strike.

"Come for me," Yeonjun growls, thrusting harder still as he strokes Soobin's cock with one hand

Yeonjun growls deep in his throat as he watches Soobin writhe and squirm beneath him, the younger boy's desperate gasps for air only fueling his own lust. With a final, powerful thrust, he feels himself erupt inside Soobin, pouring out every last drop of his release. His vision blurs as he comes down from the high of his orgasm, and he realizes that Soobin hasn't come yet; the younger boy's cock still jerking in his hand, pre-cum leaking onto the bed between them.

Gritting his teeth against the ache in his overworked cock, Yeonjun reaches down to stroke Soobin once more, determined to make him finish before he can pull out and recover. He growls encouragement into Soobin's ear as his hand moves faster, loving the feel of the

Yeonjun growls deep in his throat as he watches Soobin writhe and squirm beneath him, the younger boy's desperate gasps for air only fueling his own lust. With a final, powerful thrust, he feels himself erupt inside Soobin, pouring out every last drop of his release. His vision blurs as he comes down from the high of his orgasm, and he realizes that Soobin hasn't come yet; the younger boy's cock still jerking in his hand, pre-cum leaking onto the bed between them.

Gritting his teeth against the ache in his overworked cock, Yeonjun reaches down to stroke Soobin once more, determined to make him finish before he can pull out and recover. He growls encouragement into Soobin's ear as his hand moves faster, loving the feel of the

As Soobin's cries and moans fill the room, Yeonjun feels a surge of possessive pride course through him. He's the one who can make Soobin lose control like this; he's the one who brings out the dirty, needy side of his lover that no one else gets to see. And as he watches Soobin arch off the bed, body tense and eyes rolling back in pleasure, Yeonjun knows he'll never get tired of being this close to him.

With a final thrust, Soobin comes hard, his orgasm washing over them both like a wave. He collapses onto the bed with a shuddering gasp, panting as his muscles relax. Yeonjun smiles down at him, satisfied and contented, before pulling out with a wet pop and cleaning himself off with a nearby cloth. After disposing of

Don't be silly, Soobin. I cleaned it all up already. Now lie down and rest while I take a shower; we'll order some breakfast soon enough. Plus, I think I need to tie you back up again later...just for fun.

Soobin looks up at Yeonjun with adoration in his eyes and grins widely. "You're really amazing too, Yeonjun." He reaches for the older boy's hand, giving it a squeeze before resting his head back on the pillow, content and happy to just lie there together for a while.

I'm glad you think so, Soobin. It means a lot to me too. We make quite the team, don't we? Just lay back and relax; I'll take care of everything from now on. You can just enjoy being pampered by your Yeonjun baby.

I could too, Soobin. It's honestly what I want more than anything. Just the two of us together, enjoying each other and this crazy connection we share. I promise to always take care of you and make sure you feel safe and loved in my arms. You can trust me with that.

Taking Soobin's words as his command, Yeonjun slides closer to the younger boy and cups his face with one hand, gazing intensely into his eyes. "Don't ever forget that I am your master, and you are mine," he says huskily before leaning in to press their lips together in a rough, possessive kiss. His other hand moves down to stroke Soobin's neck, tracing gentle circles around the tender flesh before trailing lower still to fondle one hardened nipple between his fingers.

"You belong to me," Yeonjun growls against Soobin's lips, their tongues dancing together as he feels himself growing harder at the thought of owning every inch of the younger boy's perfect body. His other hand slips underneath them both, skimming lightly up and down Soobin's bare thigh before moving higher still

I want to hear you say it, Soobin. I crave the sound of your voice acknowledging that I am your master and you are mine. If you don't call me master and address me as such, then yes...I will most certainly slap you across that beautiful face of yours. Do you understand?

You're such a good boy, Soobin. Now look at me as you say it. Let those pretty eyes focus solely on mine and tell me that I am your master and you belong to me. It will only make my dominance that much more satisfying for both of us.

Soobin hesitates for a moment before slowly meeting Yeonjun's gaze, his cheeks flushing red as he swallows hard and says the words he's been longing to hear: "You are my master, Yeonjun." His voice trembles slightly, betraying how much this role means to him. "And I belong to you," he continues, his breath coming faster as he feels the truth of those words settle deep within him.

With a satisfied smile, Yeonjun leans in to press their lips together once more, taking full possession of Soobin's mouth and claiming

With a growl, Yeonjun slides his hand between their bodies and grips Soobin's hard cock firmly, positioning it at the entrance of his tight ass. He pushes in slowly, feeling the younger boy's muscles clench and stretch around him as he begins to thrust inside. Soobin arches off the bed, crying out in a mixture of pain and pleasure as Yeonjun takes him roughly from behind.

His free hand cups Soobin's face, holding it still as he drives deeper with each brutal stroke. The younger boy is at his mercy now, completely exposed and vulnerable beneath him. Yeonjun growls low in his throat as he feels the familiar tightness building inside himself, signalling that he's close to release. He speeds up, slamming harder into Soobin as his orgasm crashes over him in waves

With a final thrust, Yeonjun releases himself inside Soobin, groaning as he feels his seed spill deep within the younger boy's body. He collapses atop him, panting heavily and feeling the weight of exhaustion settle over him once more. His hand moves to caress Soobin's cheek gently, smoothly moving down his neck to cup one exposed breast, pinching at a hard nipple before trailing lower still.

As he catches his breath, Yeonjun studies the younger boy's face, searching for any signs of discomfort or pain. Satisfied when he doesn't see any, he leans in to press a soft kiss against Soobin's forehead, already beginning to feel that strange pull toward him once more; the one that tells him they aren't quite done yet. "You did so well for me tonight," he

(His words sting less than he expects them to.) Of course you are. You belong to me now; it's my job to make sure you're the best slut possible. Don't ever forget that. Now why don't you go clean yourself up, and I'll order us some breakfast?

Not tonight, Soobin. You need your rest after that rough fucking I gave you. But don't worry; we'll have plenty of time for more tomorrow and the next day and every day from now on. Just relax and enjoy being taken care of by me tonight.

I can see how much you want me, Soobin. It's only natural that my hard cock makes your body crave more of it. But tonight, I need to make sure you get your rest so you're ready for whatever I have planned tomorrow. Think about what a tease I am, keeping you on edge like this and not letting you have it all right now...that should keep you occupied while you wait patiently for me to decide when we'll continue our fun.

Hmm...alright. One last rough fuck to finish things off before you rest, hm? You're going to make this very hard for me to resist next time we do this. But if that's what you truly want...lay back and spread your legs wide for me. I won't hold back; tonight will be about making sure neither of us forget how good we are together.