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This was definitely Ilay's fault.
Actually, anything and everything was Ilay's fault. Taeui was convinced that the man was an actual demon sent directly from hell to punish him for the sins of his past life.
“Let me go.” Ilay bites out, struggling against the restraints.
Taeui hums, fingers trailing down his lover's exposed chest. His fingertips trace over Ilay's nipple, pressing his ass down against the growing erection that he couldn't ignore– how could anyone possibly miss that monstrous thing?
“You said I could do whatever I want today.” The brunet says, pinching the taller man's nipple. He grins at the sharp intake of breath he hears below him, grinding against Ilay's cock teasingly.
“You spiking the hot chocolate is not what we agreed on.” Ilay hisses, tugging harder at the handcuffs.
Taeui hums, shaking his head.
“Hey, I didn't add drugs this time. You're the one who drank the hot chocolate like it was water. Even after I reminded you that I added a tiny bit of alcohol.”
“You added more than a tiny bit. I can't prove it, but once I get out of this–”
Taeui leans down, kissing Ilay roughly who groans despite the anger that was coursing through his body. The platinum haired man returns his kiss, biting at the smaller man's bottom lip.
“Bad boy.” Taeui chides, kissing the corner of Ilay's mouth.
“Do you want to be on the naughty list, Ilay?”
He laughs, his shoulders trembling at the murderous look his lover gives him.
“Laugh now, Jeong Taeui. But you won't be laughing when the night ends.”
Taeui can barely contain the giggle that escapes his lips, leaning down to kiss Ilay's chest. He moves lower, fingers tracing the defined muscles of his lover's stomach before resting his hands on the waistband of Ilay's underwear.
“Taeui.”
Taeui hums, ignoring the glare from above him and instead pulls the other's underwear down. He wraps his fingers around the base of Ilay's cock, stroking slowly as he takes a moment to admire the weight in his palm.
“You're so big, Ilay.” He whispers, peering up at his lover through thick eyelashes. Big was actually an understatement, this man was practically a monster.
Taeui watches the expression on the taller man's face, those dark grey eyes flickering with a mixture of rage and lust.
“How can I fit this all in my mouth…” The brunet muses, putting on his best innocent act even though they both knew at this point he was far from it. Taeui definitely wasn't as demented when compared to Ilay, but his tastes had changed quite a bit these past few years thanks to that pervert.
Ilay snorts, tilting his head back.
“You managed to fit all of it in last night perfectly.” The platinum haired man says condescendingly.
Taeui's face flushes with embarrassment.
“You're not in the position to be a jerk, Ilay Riegrow.”
Before Ilay can retort, Taeui takes the other man's cock into his mouth. He listens to the quiet groan from above him, using one hand to hold Ilay's hips down against the bed when the other tries to press in deeper.
His eyes slip shut, tilting his head as he swallows around his lover's thick length, savoring the taste of Ilay's precome that hits the back of his throat. He starts slowly, sucking teasingly while his fingers stroke the taller man's thigh.
Taeui grins when he hears the handcuffs rattling again, squeezing Ilay's thigh before bobbing his head as he sucks and swallows around the other's dick. His ears pick up on the sound of Ilay moaning lowly, trying to thrust into Taeui's mouth but the brunet presses him down harder against the bed.
He can tell the other is close, with the way Ilay's cock jerks when his tongue presses down flatly against a vein that he's sensitive to. Taeui sucks harder, staring up at Ilay who's watching him with his pupils blown out and cheeks tinted a dark red.
Before Ilay can come, Taeui pulls away abruptly and squeezes his dick tightly.
“Verdammt.” Ilay hisses, narrowing his eyes at Taeui who just smiles at him.
“You don't get to come until I say so.”
He cackles when Ilay struggles against the restraints again, pushing himself up and reaching for the lube that he hid discreetly under the blanket. Taeui crawls back into Ilay’s lap, pushing his boxers down as he smiles.
“Taeui.” Ilay nearly snarls, watching the brunet uncap the bottle before coating his fingers slowly.
“Ilay.” Taeui says in a sing-song manner, leaning forward before spreading his legs apart as he reaches behind himself to rub at his entrance slowly.
“I swear to god, you're making this worse for yourself. You're going to wish that you let me go when you had the chance.”
Taeui just smiles, leaning over to kiss Ilay's chin who continues to glare at him with a furious expression.
The brunet presses two of his fingers inside, gasping quietly at the cool sensation of the gel. He listens to Ilay exhaling deeply, before moving his fingers slowly. Sure he would have preferred Ilay's fingers right now, especially since they were so long and found that specific spot easily.
But unfortunately for Ilay, he wasn't going to get a taste tonight.
Taeui works his fingers faster, whining a bit dramatically for good measure. He knows that particular sound is what drives his lover crazy– and when he hears the jingle of the metal hitting their headboard the brunet knows he made the right decision.
The smaller man adds a third finger, leaning over Ilay whose face was completely red from anger and desire. He rolls his hips, grinding his cock against the other's stomach as he whines again from both the friction and his fingers.
And then he jolts when his fingertips press against his prostate. Taeui moans Ilay's name loudly, tilting his head back as he stills. His eyes slip shut, body trembling from the light pressure.
“Fucking hell. I’ve had enough of this shit.”
He laughs at the annoyance laced in Ilay's voice, pulling his fingers out slowly before opening his eyes.
That's when Ilay yanks the handcuffs off the headboard with ease, his eyes widening when his lover rubs at his wrist with irritation.
Shit– Fuck! He was completely fucked!
Taeui jumps up, immediately running towards the door but Ilay grabs his arm and tosses him back onto the bed.
“You should have added drugs, idiot.”
“Who are you calling an idiot–”
The brunet cries out when Ilay slaps his ass, grabbing at the blanket when the taller man yanks him closer, nudging his legs apart.
“Who else other than the moron who thought a simple pair of handcuffs and a few shots of alcohol could stop me?”
Taeui yelps when Ilay smacks his ass again, trying to wiggle away desperately but there's no use. There was no way he was escaping tonight without an absolutely sore ass.
He whimpers when Ilay spreads his cheeks apart, warm fingertips dragging over his hole.
Taeui whines petulantly when Ilay moves his hand away, resting his large palm over the brunet's back.
“Don't worry. I'll give you something better than my fingers.” Ilay says, leaning down to bite Taeui's earlobe.
“Even though you're a brat who doesn't deserve it.”
Taeui's fingers curl into the blanket, gasping when he feels the head of Ilay's cock rubbing against his entrance teasingly. He whines impatiently, feeling the other smearing his precome against his hole but not pressing inside.
“Ilay!”
His lover grins against his neck, teeth dragging over taut skin before biting down.
Taeui is about to protest, but gasps when Ilay slides in. The other man's thrusts are quick and brutal, tugging the brunet's hips to meet his movements. His head tilts back, tiny gasps spilling from his lips as Ilay slams into him harder, causing him to clench down the thick length that was inside of him.
He feels Ilay's fingers ghosting down his chest and towards his belly, before wrapping around his cock. Immediately he presses back against the other's touch, gasping when Ilay rolls his hips at a certain angle.
Ilay mouths and sucks at his neck, pumping him quickly. The platinum haired man snaps his hips forward, tugging at Taeui's dick before slamming into him roughly.
That's when he feels the head of Ilay's cock rubbing at his prostate. Taeui moans, tilting his head back when he feels Ilay grinning against his neck.
“Did I find something, Taeui?” His lover asks teasingly, pressing a kiss against his cheek.
He's about to say something, but Ilay slams into him again and presses against that same spot. All Taeui can do is moan, a wanton sound that echoes through their bedroom. The sound seems to spur the other man on, with Ilay moving faster. The brunet can feel the familiar twitch of Ilay's cock deep inside of him as his inner walls squeeze the other tightly, trying to milk his release into him.
His own dick aches painfully in Ilay's palm, grinding against the hand he loves. He can feel how close he is, Taeui is so close–
Taeui freezes when Ilay squeezes his cock, stilling his hips.
“I-Ilay! I was close!” He hisses, trying to grind back on the other man's length. Ilay refuses to budge, only leaning down to press a kiss against Taeui's shoulder.
“Oh. I know.” The platinum haired man replies.
Taeui whines, trying to look back at Ilay who shoves his face down against the bed.
“What did you say earlier, Tay? You don't get to come until I say so?”
The brunet's eyes widened, thrashing in Ilay's grasp. He listens to the spiteful laughter from above him, while Ilay rubs his back with his free hand.
“Ilay!”
Ilay hums with mild interest, but doesn't move.
Taeui tries to reach over to smack the other man, but his lover just shakes his head.
“Don't be a bad boy now, Taeui or I won't let you come at all.”
He freezes at the words.
“You wouldn't.”
Taeui doesn't need to see it, but he knows Ilay is smirking down at him with calculating eyes. He sealed his damn fate by being overconfident earlier– he was doomed.
The brunet shifts around some more, pressing his hips back onto Ilay's length, his inner walls squeezing around his lover's cock. He even whines pitifully despite the shame that burns in the pit of his stomach.
“You can try all you want, but I don't feel like letting you come yet.” Ilay muses, rubbing Taeui’s back gently despite being a creature from hell. He can feel tears pricking at the corners of his eyes, before letting out a tiny sob.
“Ilay, please! I'm sorry!”
He arches his back when Ilay slaps his ass, pulling out slowly to turn Taeui around so that he is facing the other man.
“Arms around my neck.”
Taeui reaches out, wrapping his arms around Ilay's neck as he tugs the taller man closer. He feels Ilay pulling him against his hips, so he also wraps his legs around his lover's waist for good measure.
“That's my good boy.” Ilay coos into his ear before slamming into him.
Taeui moans, his eyes slipping shut as he feels his tears spilling down freely. It's caused by the mixture of the pleasure and frustration from earlier– but now it feels so good. The way Ilay is moving around inside him is satisfying the ache that's been gnawing at his very core.
He gasps when the other rubs against his prostate again, clinging to Ilay harder as the other grinds against that same spot teasingly. Taeui tenses when he feels Ilay wrapping his fingers around his cock, squeezing tightly with his thumb pressed against the tip.
“Please. Ilay, please.” Taeui babbles incoherently, opening his eyes to look up at his lover with a teary expression. He sniffs when Ilay leans down, dragging his tongue across Taeui’s cheek to lick at the tears that have fallen.
Ilay moves faster, his own thrusts becoming slightly erratic as he nears his own release. The taller man pumps him quickly, tugging at his cock while his teeth drag over the junction that meets Taeui's neck and shoulder before biting down.
Taeui moans loudly, arching his back and comes hard against both Ilay's hand and his belly. His inner walls spasm around his lover's cock, almost as if begging for his come.
Ilay groans lowly, his face pressed against Taeui's neck before he releases deep inside of the other man. The brunet nearly whimpers at the feeling– there's so much of it. Ilay's come spills out despite the other still being inside of him, his toes curling at how hot and full he feels.
His hands run across Ilay's back, dragging his nails across pale skin before Ilay pulls out slowly. He's not sure how he manages to blush even harder, considering he's practically flushed from head to toe.
Ilay pushes his legs up and apart, admiring his work as if he was some sort of artist.
“Stop looking!” Taeui hisses, trying to cover himself but Ilay only grins.
He freezes when the other sits down, pulling him into his lap. Taeui struggles, pushing at Ilay's broad chest but he instantly stiffens when he feels his lover's hardening cock pressed against his back.
“You can't be serious!” The brunet screams.
Ilay continues to grin, spreading Taeui’s cheeks apart before pulling the smaller man back onto his cock.
He nearly falls over from how sensitive he feels, but Ilay wraps his arms around him, pulling Taeui close to his chest as he grinds into him.
“Didn't I tell you that you wouldn't be laughing once the night is over?” Ilay asks sweetly, his stupidly handsome face looking angelic despite his obvious demonic actions.
Taeui squirms, pushing Ilay away but gasps when Ilay slams into that same spot again.
“I told you that you should have let me go earlier, Tay.” Ilay teases with a malevolent glint in his eyes.
The brunet only responds with a sob, biting down hard on his fingers.