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‘Is that the one you were telling me about?’
Jeongguk jumps a little, the sudden sound of Taehyung’s voice behind him being a surprise. He turns around to look, watching as Taehyung busies himself on his phone, his eyes flickering between the device and Jeongguk, who’s sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of the mirror, completely bare save his black underwear, white & grey socks, and a choker, the very thing Taehyung was initially referring to.
Jeongguk turns to look at himself in the mirror again, humming as he does so. ‘Yeah, it finally came yesterday. Isn’t it pretty?’ His hands move up to fondle at the material around his neck, and allows his head to move to the side, giving Taehyung a good view of the choker. It’s a thin black choker, felt in material, with a tuft of white lace on both the top and the bottom. In the middle there is a silver metal wrapped around the felt, and a chain hangs from it which holds a black gemstone. It’s pretty.
Taehyung hums as he removes his attention from his phone, throwing it on the bed carelessly. He moves to squat behind Jeongguk, his hands moving down Jeongguk’s sides, gently rubbing circles just below his armpits, chin resting on his shoulder. ‘It’s gorgeous. Suits you.’ His voice is soft, indicating his sincereness and it makes Jeongguk smile shyly, a small blush appearing on his cheeks. His head drops at the compliment and Taehyung spots it, smiles at himself in the mirror.
Jeongguk’s still new in indulging himself, in allowing himself to be pretty via material items, so it’s easy to make him blush. He’s mostly relied on his own charm and mannerisms before this, but there was always something missing, something which was always needed to heighten his confidence and to make him feel, well, pretty. It started just over three months ago, when he saw a pair of wrist cuffs online which he just could not let slip by, like all the other pretty items before it that he didn’t purchase out of insecurity. They were white in colour, small delicate lace with a bow perched on the front. He still remembers the hitch in his throat when he first saw them, and the buzz of excitement he felt from the moment he entered his card details into the website until the moment they were finally in his hands, three days later. The lace was much softer than he imagined, and he was completely entranced at the thought of the soft material against his skin. He tried them on as soon as he got them, standing in front of the very same mirror he’s currently in front of, modelling different poses to see how they looked. He felt beautiful wearing them, and the dots connected in his head that this is what was missing, this is what he needed to feel his most comfortable.
Soon afterwards, though, they were off and hidden away in his drawer. At first, he didn’t tell Taehyung about them, too embarrassed to let him in on his secret. He knew Taehyung would never judge him on such a thing, but the process of explaining why he felt he needed to feel pretty during their sex was a conversation he felt was too mortifying to have, so he didn’t dare tell him. That lasted for a week.
It was difficult. Each time they were intimate that week, his mind would wonder to the delicate lace in the drawer, laying there wasted. He wanted so desperately to have that lace against his skin as he was fucked, on his back with his arms stretched upwards, the lace tied around his wrist as he let Taehyung have his way with him, looking like a doll. He wanted to feel pretty.
The need got too much and when Taehyung had him pressed against the wall one day, mouth attached to Guk’s neck as he peppered kisses all over, Guk’s eyes rolled around the room until they landed on the dresser next to them, his mind once again picturing those lace cuffs. He got the confidence that time and told Taehyung to stop, moving as he did so. Taehyung was confused, brows furrowed and mouth opening to ask what was wrong. He watched as Jeongguk opened the top drawer, where he kept his socks, and he fished out two little lace items.
He flushed as he put them on, voice quiet. ‘I wanted to be pretty for hyung.’ His wide doe eyes looked up at Taehyung, hands moving to cross at his front, swaying side to side. ‘Am I pretty?’
Taehyung showed him just how pretty he was that night, by treating him to three orgasms.
He’s purchased a few items since, some he’s shared with Taehyung and some he kept to enjoy for himself. The choker is something he saw online a few days ago. He ordered it immediately. It was far too lovely to not purchase.
‘Is the material comfortable?’ Taehyung asks, hand moving up to Jeongguk’s neck, pressing the lace between his fingers to test the material. Jeongguk looks up and sees them in the mirror, watches as Taehyung feels around his neck, his expression changing to one of approval as he notices how soft the lace is. ‘It’s good, won’t scratch against your neck or chin, I guess.’
Jeongguk nods in agreement, still watching as Taehyung quietly admires the material, fingers running along the felt.
‘Right..’ Taehyung huffs after some minutes and it grabs Guk’s attention, a sudden noise amidst their silence. He looks up and their eyes meet in the mirror. ‘Now that you’re looking good, let’s move on to making you feel good, huh? Like I promised, baby.’
Jeongguk nods lightly, his lips moving to a smile, and he watches in the mirror as Taehyung stands up behind him, his body moving backwards to go to the bed behind them. Jeongguk turns his body in the position he was, to continue watching Tae, who has moved on to neatly pressing down the sheets on the bed.
‘Now you said you wanted to get spanked, hm? Any ideas what position you want that to happen, darling?’ The sudden tone in Taehyung’s voice cuts Jeongguk’s attention and his mind completely clears. He doesn’t know how to reply.
‘Jeongguk, I need you to answer. Otherwise, I won’t know what you want.’ Taehyung sounds firmer now, and Guk knows he must answer.
‘Uh, I-I want to be bent over the end of the bed.’ Jeongguk finally answers, his voice loud to allow Taehyung to hear, and to let him know that he’s listening, that he’ll be good. Taehyung just hums, putting the final touches on making the bed.
‘Okay, I think we can do that.’ Taehyung then turns to look at Jeongguk, expectantly waiting for a few seconds before nodding his head towards the bed, as if to say, ‘what are you waiting for?’.
Jeongguk makes a move to stand up, but he hesitates, falling back onto his bottom. He opens his mouth a few times before immediately closing it again, unsure of how to talk. ‘H-Hyung?’ His voice is nervous.
‘Mmh?’ Is all he gets back.
‘W-When you’re finished spanking me, can-‘ He cuts himself off.
‘ - Can you also fuck me in that position too?’
Taehyung looks unfazed by the question, head turning to inspect the bed. ‘Hm, will it be comfortable, do you think? I don’t think you can hold that position for that long.’
It’s a fair assessment. The bed is a reasonable height, and it’ll almost sit flush with Jeongguk’s legs, they’ll only have to jut out a little against the bed. Still, Taehyung knows it’s too much to stay in the one position for too long, especially when most of the work will be on Guk’s legs, as he has to tense them to hold himself up.
‘I believe I can take it. If that changes though, I will say.’ Jeongguk’s voice is confident now. All Taehyung can do is smirk.
‘Well, get up here and let me see my pretty boy, then.’ Before Taehyung can even finish his sentence, Jeongguk is on his feet. Taehyung watches as he removes the black underwear he’s wearing, his body now fully exposed once the item is gone, although he does decide to keep his socks on. Jeongguk’s half-hard already and Taehyung can’t help but chuckle, looking up to cock an eyebrow at Guk, watching as he tries to stifle his own giggle.
Jeongguk makes a move to go to the bed, immediately bending over, meaning his bottom is completely exposed. He splays his arms out first, laying them on the bed in a crossed position which allows him to rest his chin on top. He stands on his tiptoes, his thighs pressed firmly together, and he crosses his feet, making himself look as pretty as possible. Taehyung stands behind him, watching as Jeongguk makes himself as comfortable as he can before letting himself be completely still, and Taehyung knows he won’t move a muscle until he’s been given permission to. During this time, Tae allows himself to admire Guk’s body in this position. His top half is completely flush with the bed, his bottom lightly sticking out to allow for good access.
Taehyung runs a finger along Guk’s bottom, slowly teasing him. He looks down a little more, groans lowly at the way he’s got his thighs pressed together, just a small sliver of his balls visible between the top of his thighs, and Taehyung can just imagine how good his cock will feel, pressed against the bed. He knows Jeongguk won’t do anything about it though, much too obedient to allow himself to rut against the bed without being allowed to. He groans again at the thought, at how good he knows Guk is for him. He then makes a mental note to press Jeongguk against the bed as much as possible, to allow for that pressure on his cock.
‘Now.’ Taehyung steps out of his trance, his hands moving to press against the small of Jeongguk’s back, applying a little bit of pressure, and he presses himself against Jeongguk’s exposed bottom, allowing Guk to feel the outline of his clothed half-hard cock. ‘How many spanks does my baby want?’
‘As many as hyung thinks I deserve.’ Is what he gets back, and Taehyung just inwardly moans.
‘That’s the thing, darling, you’re always such a good boy for me, I don’t think you deserve any spankings.’ Taehyung sounds as if he’s teasing, but it’s completely true. Jeongguk is so good for him, completely obedient to the point where even Taehyung can be overwhelmed sometimes, by how good he is and how far he’ll go to make Tae feel good. He’s a quiet thing during these scenes, will only allow himself to vocalise his pleasure when given permission to, something Taehyung often takes advantage of. He always listens to each instruction given to him and will go through every effort to ensure he carries out those instructions well, apologising if he isn’t able to. Tae definitely knows how lucky has it with Guk.
He continues, ‘But you told me you wanted this, so I’ll let you have this, because you’re such a good boy and I want to make you feel good. So tell me Guk, how many hits do you want?’
‘M-Maybe just do ten first? And if I want more, I’ll say.’
‘Okay, bun.’ Taehyung hears a quiet whine from Guk at the use of the nickname and he can’t help but smile. He then moves to take off his own pants, deciding for now to keep his underwear on.
Once finished, he moves over to touch Jeongguk.
‘H-Hyung?’
‘Hm, what is it baby?’ Taehyung doesn’t look up, too busy admiring the expanse of the skin exposed to him. Each hand is placed on Jeongguk’s hips, his thumbs massaging deep into the top muscle of each buttock.
‘Is Guk permitted to make noise, hyung? As you spank him.’ His request is quiet, but it grabs Taehyung’s attention as he now looks up. Jeongguk still isn’t facing him, so he’s only met with the back of his head, his unruly curls splayed all over the place. Taehyung lets his hand trail upwards; they linger over the small of his back and he presses down again, this time simultaneously applying pressure to the back of Jeongguk’s thighs with the front of his own, trapping Guk’s cock further between his stomach and the edge of the bed below. Jeongguk groans low in his throat, but he doesn’t allow the sound to be too loud; he hasn’t been given permission to make noise yet.
That permission soon comes, however, as Taehyung moves to lean over Jeongguk’s body until his clothed chest is flush with Guk’s back. He presses a small peck on the crease between his shoulder and neck. He lets his chin rest there for a few seconds. ‘You can be as loud as you want, baby. Let hyung know how good you feel, yeah?’
Jeongguk begins to nod his head, his own chin rubbing against both sheets below him and the skin of his arm, making the movement a little awkward. ‘I will, hyung. Thank you.’
Taehyung just hums as he removes the pressure off from Guk’s back, now in his original position behind him. He moves to his left slightly, allowing his hand to get a better aim to hit Jeongguk’s right cheek. His hand ghosts over the skin, quietly debating where best to hit first. Directly on the cheek, allowing for max pleasure and sting, or does he start at where the cheek meets his thigh, where it won’t be as harsh.
He decides on the cheek and then he brings his hand down, making contact with the tanned skin below, a small red blush soon appearing from the impact of the hit. The force isn’t too strong, seeing as it’s his first hit, but it’s enough for Jeongguk to release a small ‘ah’, followed by a low whine.
‘Was that okay?’ He asks, rubbing over the spot he just smacked.
‘Yes, it was good. Thank you, hyung.’ Taehyung finds himself smiling to himself at how good he is, how polite his boy always remains.
‘Hyung, can I have it a little harder… please?’ It’s a timid ask and he watches as Jeongguk slightly turns his head, as if looking to see if the request was appropriate.
‘Hm, I was going to build up to that, but do you just want it hard right away?’
‘Please, yes. I can take it.’ He sounds desperate already, unable to take any build up. This is something he’s desired for so long. Taehyung looks up to meet Jeongguk’s eyes and he winks.
‘Don’t worry baby, I know you can. I’ll mark you up well, okay?’ Jeongguk’s eyes screw shut at that, and his head drops back down onto his arms. He whines quietly to himself, mind full of the thought of his arse being marked good, deep red welts spread across his cheeks, the imprint of Taehyung’s hand well defined, making no error in showing who he belonged to.
The second hit comes unexpectedly, the smack much more powerful than the one before it, and the force causes Jeongguk to rut against the bed again. Jeongguk allows himself to moan, the mixing of pleasure of the sting against his cheeks and the sudden pressure against his cock being too much at once.
Taehyung rubs over the mark again as he moves to the other side of Jeongguk, now focusing on his left cheek. The third smack is the hardest, and Jeongguk is sure that that was the one that left a handprint. He whines loudly at the impact, his body pressing forward again, but it stills in place as Taehyung keeps the pressure on his cheek. He clutches at the sheets below him, his fingers desperate. ‘Hyung, it’s so go-good.’ He whines again.
Taehyung just smiles, lifting his hand again to smack at him and it lands in exactly the same spot as the last one. He listens as Jeongguk just whimpers, broken little pants escaping his lips afterwards. He almost wants to see his face, knows Guk’s probably completely flushed, maybe shedding some tears, but Taehyung’s self-aware, knows that the sight alone would be a bit too much, so he decides against looking, focusing his eyes on the reddening marks on Guk’s cheek.
His hand wanders lower and he finds himself grinning at the audible hitch in Jeongguk’s throat. He holds for a second before smacking again, this time landing on the top of his thigh, almost to where it meets his butt.
Jeongguk stifles his moan for this one, his bottom teeth coming up to bite at his lips. He tests the waters a little, gently moving his ass from side to side, almost begging for more. Taehyung doesn’t acknowledge it.
The fifth and sixth hit come simultaneously on his left cheek and Jeongguk attempts to curl his body inwards from the pleasure, the bed stopping him. ‘Fuck bun, you’re taking it so well.’ Taehyung scratches over the marks on his cheek with his nails, the pain causing Guk to whine throughout, bottom moving as if he doesn’t know if he wants more or wants to stop the pain. ‘Such a good boy for me. Aren’t you?’
All Jeongguk can do is reply with a quiet ‘Uh-huh’ but it’s not good enough for Taehyung, who sends down another hard smack, this time back on his right cheek.
‘No, bun, you know I need words. Are you a good boy or not?’ Taehyung’s hands remain on the cheek, skin hot and flushing red.
‘Yes-yes, I’m so good. I’m a good boy for hyung.’ His voice is desperate, still determined to prove he’s obedient while allowing himself to indulge in the pleasure Taehyung’s giving him.
‘Okay, good bun.’ Taehyung says, hand now smoothing over the hot skin, almost making Guk wait in anticipation for the next smack.
‘The next hit will be number eight, so only three more until you tell me if you want more, okay?’
Jeongguk nods in his position whilst simultaneously letting out a string of ‘yesses’. Taehyung still lingers for a moment, before bringing down another hard smack, this one landing again on the bruising print on his left cheek.
His boy presses forward again, the sting of the hit causing him to let out a yelp. Taehyung leans over Guk’s body, grabs a handful of his curls and pulls back, forcing Jeongguk’s head to lift up, his eyes snap open and he lets himself moan.
‘Fucking slut. I knew you would enjoy this, but I didn’t think you’d like it this much.’ Taehyung teases, his hand moving side to side, forcing Guk’s head with it too. Guk just whines in agreement, his mouth dropping open, drool pooling at the sides.
‘You’re so red, love. Do you like this, hm? Like getting that ass of yours spanked?’ Taehyung sharply let’s go of Guk’s hair, watches as his head drops, his face now smushed into the sheets below. He wriggles a little, whining as he turns his head. He nods again. ‘I-I love it, hyung. Makes Guk feel good. So-so good.’
‘Yeah? Such a good boy.’ He winds his hand up Jeongguk’s body, letting it reach his mouth. He taps on his lips, silently requesting Guk to open his mouth, which he does, of course he does, and he sinks two fingers in. Guk just moans around them and sucks, eyes closing shut. ‘The only time you’ll get this is when you ask for it, yeah? God knows you’re too good of a slut, so you won’t be getting spanked as a punishment.’ Taehyung continues, his free hand coming down to soothe over Jeongguk’s cheeks again, teasing another hit. Guk just whines again, using his tongue to separate Tae’s fingers in his mouth. With all the force he’s able to muster, Taehyung hits at his cheek again, a direct smack landing on his right cheek. It’s almost a test for Jeongguk, who practically omits a muffled scream, silenced by the fingers in his mouth.
Taehyung watches Guk as his eyes well up with tears due to the sting of he hit. He pulls his fingers out of his mouth and quickly wipes them on the sheets, to get rid of the spit. He then allows them to caress over Jeongguk’s exposed cheek. He leans over with his body, carefully pressing a kiss to the side of Guk’s mouth. ‘This is the final hit, baby. I just want to fuck you now, okay?’ He whispers to him, kissing him again in the same place.
Jeongguk just nods, silently disappointed that the spanking is almost over, but he knows better than to complain so he accepts it, allowing Taehyung to pepper three more pecks onto the side of his mouth, before Tae goes back to standing behind him.
The hand returns to his arse, gently lingering over the marked skin. Taehyung eyes the handprint, admiring the blush colour, a stark contrast to the boy’s skin. ‘Fucking gorgeous.’ He whispers to himself. He matches up his hand with the handprint once more, swings back and forces another hard blow onto the cheek, which Jeongguk just takes deliciously. His moan is drawn out, stifled at first as he bites his lip. ‘So good’ Taehyung hears him mewl, quietly.
Taehyung steps back to admire the sight, revelling in the fact that Jeongguk was able to maintain his posture. His beautiful legs were still crossed, still on his tiptoes. Both cheeks of his arse were almost bright red, with a clear deep red handprint present on his left cheek. He moves forward, grabbing at Guk’s hips again.
‘Feel this baby, feel how hard hyung is.’ With that, he presses himself forward against Jeongguk’s arse, letting him feel the outline of his hard cock through his underwear. Jeongguk winces at first, the material of the fabric rubbing harshly against his marks, but he soon presses back, allowing himself to meet Taehyungs soft thrusts.
‘So bi-big, hyung. Can’t wait til’ it’s in me, fucking me good.’
‘Yeah? Well, you’ll have to wait bun.’ With that, he removes all contact from Jeongguk, leaving him mid-rut to hump the air, which Guk lowly whines at. He leans down, pressing his hand on Guk’s back before pressing a gentle kiss at the nape of his neck. ‘Hyung needs to open you up first.’
He moves over to the bedside table, leaning over to open the top drawer – where they keep their lube. He grabs what he needs and then shut the drawer, eye catching on something furry as he does so. He furrows his brows as he opens the drawer again, hand reaching in to grab at the item.
As he brings it out, he gasps quietly when he notices what it is. It’s a butt plug, a silver-coloured plug, made of cold, harsh metal. It’s not the plug itself that made Taehyung gasp though, it’s the fact that the fur detail on it makes it appear to resemble a bunny’s tail.
He turns around slowly, facing Jeongguk, who looks guilty, his eyes avoiding contact and his teeth biting at the skin on his bottom lip. ‘I played with you yesterday, and I can assure you that this wasn’t in here then.’ He emphasises ‘this’ as he holds up the plug, in plain view for Jeongguk to see. His eyes follow the plug as Taehyung moves it, a low moan leaving his mouth which Taehyung barely catches.
‘Did you put this in here, bun? Huh? Were you hoping I’d see it?’
Jeongguk just nods, cheeks becoming red. He opens his mouth, another whine leaving his mouth. ‘Y-yes, hyung. I-I wanted you to find it.’
Taehyung just nods, hand dropping, making the plug go out of view and he watches as Jeongguk follows the movement, eyes almost fixated on the plug. ‘What’s this for baby? What do you want hyung to do with this?’
He can read that boy like a book, so he knows exactly what Jeongguk had bought the plug for. Taehyung just gets off on the degradation and humiliation, on making Jeongguk say exactly what he wants done to him.
‘I wa-wanted hyung to use it on me…after he fucked me. May-maybe put it in so I-I can keep hyung’s cum. I-In my hole.’
Although Taehyung knew it was coming, he still wasn’t prepared for the innocent tone of Guk’s voice as he quietly expressed his filthy wish. Taehyung groans low in his throat and looks down at the plug, plays with it for a few seconds. ‘Spread yourself open for me, I’ll stretch you good, bun.’
Jeongguk complies immediately, his arms moving from their crossed position to hook behind himself. With nothing to lean on, he rests his head on the flat of the bed, on its side. He looks up at Taehyung, watches as he slicks up two of his fingers. When his own hands make firm contact with his cheek, he hisses, the sting of the hits flaring up again as he holds himself open for his hyung, pink hole exposed and waiting.
Once Taehyung is finished slicking up his fingers, he drops the bottle, allowing it to land next to Jeongguk on the bed, where he also dropped the plug. He takes his place behind Guk again and drops to his knees. He hears Jeongguk’s breath hitch again as he taps his middle finger against his hole, slicking it up with the lube. ‘Now bun, I know how much you love being fingered so, I’ll make this difficult for you, is that okay?’
Jeongguk lets out a whine before asking what his hyung wanted him to do. ‘I want you to stay quiet, okay? One little noise out of that mouth of yours that isn’t permitted, you’re not going to get to come. Is that clear?’
He feels Jeongguk’s body sag, almost defeated from the request. ‘That’s clear, hyung, I-I promise I’ll be good.’ He sounds fucked out, almost devastated that he isn’t allowed to make noise. Taehyung grins, knowing how hard he’ll try to obey.
‘You better’ Taehyung whispers softly, leaning in to press a gentle peck on the bruised skin on his cheek. With that, he presses his middle finger in, sucking in air at how easy it goes in, the use of the lube making the slide easy. He watches as Jeongguk takes him right up to the knuckle, noting at how he spreads himself wider, his body letting itself go into the comfort of the bed.
Taehyung lets the digit sink for a while, to allow Jeongguk to get used to the stretch before slowly pulling it out, almost immediately thrusting it back in again. He does this for a little while, occasionally curling his fingers which causes Jeongguk to tense, something he does in place of not being able to be noisy.
‘Do you want two, darling?’ His voice is soft.
‘Y-yes, please.’
He immediately moves to pull the first finger out, although not completely. He presses his index finger against his middle, and slowly works on pushing the two in together. It takes a few seconds, but Jeongguk’s hole easily manages to take the two fingers. As he thrusts them in an out, he constantly feels Guk tense and untense, reacting to the pleasure he feels but isn’t able to verbally let out.
Taehyung works him open slowly, eventually adding in a third finger. He contemplates a fourth but as he feels Guk’s body sag at the press of the finger against his hole, he decides against it, choosing instead to finally fuck him. He gently pulls the digits out, Jeongguk tensing at the feeling. He presses a kiss to Guk’s hand as it lay spreading himself open.
‘Well done, you did so well for me. You took it good, and you didn’t make any noise’ He presses another few kisses on his hand, gently stroking the other hand with his own, the one that isn’t covered in lube. ‘You can let yourself relax now.’
Jeongguk moves his hands away from his bottom, placing them back in their original position and he allows himself to get comfy, sinks into the sheets and closes his eyes, feeling content.
‘Now, I need you to uncross your legs, sweet. It’s not going to be comfortable for you as you are.’ Jeongguk does so, spreading his legs wider and pressing both his knees into the mattress, perfect for stability. He keeps himself remained on his tiptoes, insisting that he will be fine when Taehyung questions it.
With his new position, Jeongguk’s balls aren’t smushed between his thighs anymore and are dropped, still pressed against the bed. Taehyung makes him lift his hips slightly, allowing him to grab his cock, leaving it exposed to Taehyung, and no longer smothered between the sheets and Guk’s belly. He hears Guk hiss at the contact on his cock, but decides against punishing him for it, feeling bad for the neglect. The head is completely flushed, just as red as the marks on his arse, and Tae can see beads of pre-come bubbling slowly from the slit.
‘Okay bun, are you ready for hyung’s cock now?’ He stands up, reaching over to grab the bottle of lube laying beside Jeongguk. He pulls his own underwear down, kicking it off both feet as he generously coats his cock with lube. He knows Jeongguk loves it wet so putting on too much doesn’t bother him.
‘Yes, hyung, I’m so ready. Please fuck me.’ Is all he gets in response, and he hears a small whimper leaving Guk’s lips. He smiles to himself, looking down to admire Guk’s hole, sees it shiny and slick, just waiting for a cock, desperate for one.
He takes a firm grasp of the base of his own, matching it up with the entrance of Jeongguk’s hole, slightly pushing forward. There’s a little resistance, but as he slowly presses forward, Guk’s hole opens for him, allowing him to slowly sink in to Jeongguk’s heat. ‘Fuck’ he grits, ‘You’re so tight, bun. Don’t know how with how often you beg to be fucked.’
Jeongguk just tenses, knows he’s not allowed to open his mouth. His hands grip at the sheets, revelling in the feeling of his hole being stretched open. He almost loses it at Taehyung’s words, and he moves to bite at the skin in the crease of his elbow, basically gagging himself.
Taehyung slowly sinks his full length into the heat as he bottoms out, he grips Jeongguk’s hips tight, throwing his head back and letting himself enjoy the tightness and warmth surrounding him. He begins to make tiny little thrusts, lowly grunting at each of the movements. ‘Bun?’ His voice is rough, almost as if someone has been scratching at the inside of his throat for hours.
Jeongguk eases the grip his mouth has on his arm at the sound of his name, and he lets himself breathe for a moment before replying, ‘Ye- hyung.’ He sounds just as bad as Tae does, his voice about 10 octaves higher than his usual. He sinks further into the sheets, enjoying the motion of the little thrusts Taehyung is still giving him, but it’s not enough.
It’s not enough for Taehyung either and he slowly pulls out when he hears Jeongguk’s reply, until it’s just the head of his cock still inside the heat. He groans again, letting his head drop down to watch the sight. ‘Let me hear you,’ with that, he pushes forward, letting his cock sink back into the delicious warmth and he moans, savouring in the slickness, enjoying how smooth his cock thrusts in.
Jeongguk whines loudly at the movement, allowing his head to lift as the sound escapes his throat. When Taehyung bottoms out again, his head falls against the sheets once more, a quiet string of ‘Thankyouthankyouthankyou’ leaving his mouth, grateful that Taehyung gave him permission to make noise again. He feels Taehyung thrust out again and just as soon as he does, he’s back in, filling Jeongguk whole, forcing his body to roll forward with the thrust, his own cock rutting against the edge of the bed. ‘Hy-hyung you feel so good, filling me up so good, fuc-‘
Taehyung groans again, finally settling on a comfortable pace as he fucks into Jeongguk repeatedly. He moves one hand to splay across the small of Guk’s back, to give him some leverage as he pushes down, and the other remains on Guk’s hip, pulling the boy back to meet his thrusts as he surges forward.
‘Yeah? You enjoying it, slut?’
Rolling his eyes back, Jeongguk takes what he’s given, mouth going slack at being called a slut. ‘Yes, so-so good, hyung’s cock making me feel good, hm.’
Taehyung speeds his thrusts a little and he watches as Guk stretches his arms out, desperately clutching at the sheets in front of him, whining and panting loudly as he gets fucked. His eyes then move to admire Guk’s face, his eyes closed as he enjoys himself, mouth slack against the sheets. The front of his hair is matted with sweat from being pressed against the sheets for so long so it sticks to his cheeks, which are completely flushed and Taehyung bets that if he reached out to touch, they’d be boiling hot.
‘God, what a fucking whore,’ He spits out, hips faltering a little as he watches Jeongguk’s slack mouth turn into a smile at the name, and he moves the hand that was on Guk’s back to his other hip, allowing Taehyung to thrust more sharply and deeper into the boy below. ‘I almost feel like keeping you tied here forever, and I’d use you as my own personal fuck doll –‘
The combination of the words and a hard thrust from Taehyung causes Jeongguk to cry out, lifting his head again to look behind him, eyes meeting Taehyungs. ‘ – but I think you’d like that too much, wouldn’t you? You’d let me tie you up, have you be nothing but a little hole for me to fuck whenever –‘ he snaps his hips forward, ‘ – I – ‘ snap ‘ – wanted!‘ snap.
He pauses for a moment to catch his breath, grinding lowly into Jeongguk, the movement constantly putting pressure onto his prostate, causing little whines to escape his lips.
‘Hyung –‘ Guk sobs, falling back on his front again, eyes still fixed on Tae’s. ‘Hyung, please come, I want to be filled good. I wanna be plugged.’
Taehyung bites on his lip at that, before slowly leaning over until his mouth reaches Jeongguk’s shoulder, he presses three wet kisses there, still maintaining eye contact as he does. ‘Let’s have you come first, okay?’ His voice is low, soft as he thumbs little circles into Guk’s hips. Jeongguk gives a small smile, before nodding. He grinds his arse back, rather impatient, almost as if telling Taehyung to get on with it.
Taehyung should punish him for that, Jeongguk knows better than to be demanding but he decides against it, too desperate for his own orgasm, any delay just wouldn’t be worth it. He just chuckles lowly instead, only giving Jeongguk a warning by smacking at his side, where he had a grip on his hips.
His own hips begin to move again, slowly building up to the pace he was at previously and Jeongguk starts to let out broken little sobs at the pleasure, eyes struggling to stay open, and Taehyung can tell he’s fighting it, fighting between keeping his eyes open to get Tae off, and letting himself be lost in his own pleasure. Taehyung’s good to him though, wants him to feel it.
‘Let yourself go, bun. I know it feels good – ‘
It’s a comfort that Jeongguk needs, and he allows himself to shut his eyes, savouring the feeling and letting himself be used. His whines start to become breathy and when Taehyung hears the familiar hitch in his throat that lets him know that Guk is close, he speeds up his trusts again, almost brutal with his pace. Jeongguk starts to sob properly again, the mix of Taehyung fucking him hard, and the constant harsh press of Taehyung’s body against his marks, causes him to cry out and with a few more thrusts of Tae’s hips, he spills, come finally spurting out the slit of his reddened cock. It spurts slowly, some of it landing on the bedsheets, some on the rug on the floor below.
His body softens as he finishes and he slumps, letting Taehyung use his body to get himself off. He watches through half opened eyes as Taehyung throws his head back, lifts his shirt, the hand not on Jeongguk’s side coming up to caress at his own nipple. Jeongguk watches his face, his eyes closed and his mouth twisting, releasing a string of moans as he chases his high.
Jeongguk knows he’s close when his hips begin to falter and with one final press into Jeongguk’s body, Taehyung comes, a drawn-out moan escaping his lips as he spurts into Guk’s heat. Guk can’t help but moan himself, revelling at being filled.
It takes a few seconds for Taehyung to come around and as he slowly pulls out his softening cock from Jeongguk’s hole, he is reminded of the plug.
‘Shit,’ he swears, quickly moving to grab at the plug. Once in his hand, he tries his best to place it in quickly. Jeongguk’s position and his hole being so open meant that a little of Taehyung’s come managed to spill out, but he was able to save most of it. The plug easily slips in, and Jeongguk jolts as Taehyung pushes it in, the sudden coldness against his melting hot skin being a jarring contrast.
He settles though and allows himself to lie lax as Taehyung steps back to take in the sight before him, loving how deliciously ruined his boy looked. Most of his skin is completely flushed, but the stark red on the swell of his arse is still present, Taehyung’s handprint sitting pride of place. Jeongguk’s legs are shaking slightly, and Taehyung can tell he’s using all his effort to hold himself up. He hasn’t been given permission to move yet, so he can’t. Taehyung looks down further, at the drying come laying below his hole, the hole that’s full with his come and that fucking plug. He can’t help but bite his lip as he looks at it. It feels filthy, knowing that it’s keeping his seed in there, and the tuft of the soft fur sticks out beautifully, making Jeongguk truly look like he is as his nickname suggests, a bun.
He’s removed from his trance when he hears a quiet, desperate ‘Hyung’. His eyes move up to meet Jeongguk’s eyes. He looks tired and Taehyung can tell he’s struggling to keep himself up, but he’s good, didn’t want to move without permission. Taehyung moves forward again, leans down to press a tender kiss onto the handprint imbedded into the skin of Jeongguk’s cheek, his other hand rubbing at his thigh.
‘You have permission to move now, my sweet.’