The View// JeongChan FF

13. Taken (smut)

(SaturnYang please forgive me 😭😭😭)

I whistled to myself as I sat and stared at the perfect view in front of me.

He was expertly bound to that chair, and there would be no escape. Not unless I wanted him to. His heavy head slowly lifted, as the forced sleep came to an end.

"Where am I?" His usual melodic tone was shaky and filled with fear. The fear I had instilled in him. I gently placed one foot in front of the other and approached the chair he was restrained in. His muscles flexed and beads of sweat rolled down his arms and face as he tried to escape.

I tutted as I approached him, with a broad smile on my face. The blindfold robbed him of the view of my sexy saunter. He would find out soon enough it was me.

"You're safe." I whispered directly into his ear. I ran my tongue over the soft flesh I had been craving for so long and an excited chill spread through every fibre of my being. He pulled his head away from me and my lips formed a pout as disappointment set in. He still wasn't mine yet.

I would change that.

"Wh-What are you gonna do to me?" His nerves were getting the better of him, and his panting was so loud, and inviting, I wanted nothing more than to tear his clothes off. I would devour his sweet soft flesh right now if I could.

First I had to make him want me.

"Oh baby, you have no idea." My fingers tangled into the soft hairs on his head and I began gently massaging his scalp with my fingertips. He shuddered under my touch and an audible gulp left his body. He struggled more against the tight ropes and his grunts and moans were proving a little more difficult for me to cope with.

I could just go crazy right this second.

"Why are you doing this to me?" His struggling was driving me crazy and the veins popping on his neck and arms were tantalising. Like beautifully sewn stitches, snaking throughout his soft flesh, highlighting every perfect muscle he possessed and worked hard to keep.

"Because you're a fucking tease. I've been watching you, and now?" I leaned down towards his ear once more and pressed my lips to his skin. "Now I have you, I'm not sure what I'll do." I whispered. I stood and took a few steps away from him. He had aged like the finest wine, whose grapes had been hand picked by the most experienced wine maker on the planet. I wanted to drink down this glorious view forever.

It was a shame I would have to ruin it.

"Pl-Please don't hurt me. I'll do anything." He begged as I gently ran my fingertips down his cheek, toying with the hot sweat that was coating his skin and causing his clothes to cling more tightly to his beautifully carved muscles.

"I don't want to hurt you baby. I just want to make you mine." He stopped struggling and dropped his head downwards in defeat. He was finally accepting his fate.

"I'll never give myself to you." He said quietly. "I'll fucking kill you when I find out who you are." My laughter filled the room around us, and echoed creepily back at me. Like ghosts repeating my own secrets back into my ears.

"By the time I'm done with you," I growled directly into his ear. "You'll be begging to know who I am for a whole different reason." I slapped my hand firmly onto his bare thigh, and watched, delighted, as he jumped at the sudden unexpected sensation.

"Who are you?!" He yelled angrily as his muscles strained against the tough fibrous ropes he was desperately trying to free himself from.

"I've been watching you, and I have to say, there's something I admire about someone with your kind of fucked up brain." I stepped to the back of the chair and placed my face next to his. "Because I have the same one." I whispered. His whole body shuddered and I heard him inhale sharply.

I knew that would turn him on slightly. People like us always felt this way when we met someone who shared the same ungodly desires. I grabbed a fistful of his hair tightly and forced his head to the side so I could gain access to his sweet neck. I sunk my teeth in and he yelped, but as I worked on sucking, and licking the area, I heard the sweet sound of his gentle moans.

The one's I would never be able to get enough of.

"Wh-Why are you doing this?" He asked breathily, as he tried to fight off the urge to give in. I could tell because his body was relaxing into the sensation of my mouth on his neck.

"Because, you left me no other choice. I've tried to play nicely. But nicely didn't get me anywhere. Now I'm taking what's rightfully mine." My tongue traced up to his chiseled jawline and I dragged it along until I found his lips. The lips that I craved. I forced my tongue into his mouth, and he finally succumbed. As much as I knew he wanted to be terrified of this situation like any normal person would be, he wasn't.

He was excited.

His tongue began exploring my mouth, tentatively at first, and then urgently, like he needed to continue to enjoy this. I straddled his lap and pressed myself down firmly against his rock hard crotch as my hands fiddled around behind him. I had to free him from the chair so I could claim him.

The rope fell loosely about him, and he tried to yank his hands away. I pulled my lips away from his and tutted down at him, disappointed that he thought I would be that stupid.

"You didn't think I was actually going to let you go did you?" I sunk my teeth into his lower lip, and he moaned loudly as I drew blood from him. His growing bulge was pressing against me and I felt like a glutinous child helping myself to another delicious slice of cake.

He was all the desert I needed. I pulled him from the chair and quickly pulled down his underwear before picking up the bottle of lube, and shoving him roughly onto his knees. I held the rope to make sure he didn't smash his perfect face into the cold dirty concrete, and slowly lowered him until he was pressed against it.

"Prepare yourself precious. This is gonna hurt." I squirted the cool liquid onto two of my fingers before slowly inserting them inside him. He tensed, and a few whimpers escaped him, but they quickly turned into moans as I began moving my fingers and hand in and out of him.

"Oh God, that feels good." He moaned loudly as his hips involuntarily moved against me.

"Good little boy. Now tell me you want me." I instructed confidently as I pressed my fingers against the most sensitive spot inside him. The unholy moan that left his mouth was like pure perfect music to my ears and I revelled in him begging for me to fuck him. His trembling body was coated in a fine layer of sweat, that glistened in the moonlight. His perfect muscular frame looked herculean as he strained and moved against the bindings I had tied so carefully around him.

"P-Please, stop, I-I want you." I licked my lips, tasting the metallic leftovers of the blood I had drawn from him, and slapped his ass hard. I gently massaged more lube onto myself before slamming inside him. He yelped loudly, but I wasn't interested in hearing protests.

Or waiting any longer.

I grabbed the ropes and tugged on them roughly as I repeatedly slammed my full length into his expectant, waiting body.

"Fuck me harder." He begged loudly like a child whining for more candy. I was happy to hear it, and I wrapped my long slender fingers around his waist as I began slamming into him harder. He was the perfect fit for me, and I was wishing I had done this months ago.

I spanked him hard as I enjoyed the sensation of him, at my mercy, wrapped tightly around me. I wished I had more time to prepare. Next time I would bring some more toys along to play with. I had enough of them at my disposal.

"I'm gonna come," he moaned loudly as he began working his hips more, wanting me inside of him as deep as he could get me. The sweat that coated his whole body as he trembled with pleasure just made him more appealing to me.

"Come." I instructed as I finished deep inside him. I saw it spray across the floor and he was panting as though he had just finished a marathon. He didn't even realise what I was capable of yet.

But soon.

He would.

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ENJOY YOU SMUTTY LOT.

Yes part of this chapter is the prologue.

But of course I was going to put it in!

Thank you for reading.

ILYSM.