Hyunjin fought against the restraints, impressed that he couldn't wriggle out of the ropes around his wrists. He was completely trapped, looking up at the model. "Innie," he whimpered, the fox placing a finger over idol's lips, shushing him. "Every time we get to the end of this part, you leave," Jeongin said low, shaking his head. "Never again. If you sleep with me, you sleep with me." He ran the backs of his fingers down Hyunjin's soft cheek. "No more running away. Do you understand?"
Hyunjin's heart fluttered. The handsome man set this kinky scene up just so he wouldn't leave? It was all Hyunjin could ever want, the idol leaning into the petting, nodding his head. Jeongin's face remained stern, moving down to prepare Hyunjin's body, starting by engulfing his entire length into his mouth, making him hard, gripping each of the man's hips. Hyunjin twitched and gyrated at the immense sudden pleasure, slowly beginning to tug at his restraints. Jeongin moved down to lick at the idol's heart-shaped orbs, allowing them to tighten before he moved down towards the sweet, gaping hole he'd been fucking every day since he'd lost his virginity to it. Hyunjin whimpered, feeling the fox's tongue rimming the edge before slithering inside. He fought the ropes, acting as though he was trying to escape.
"Did I not make myself clear?" Jeongin shot up, his face and voice completely serious, glaring down at the idol as if he were his prey. He watched the beautiful man struggle hopelessly against the ropes, an all new sense of arousal overtaking him. Watching someone so ethereal laid out before him, completely his to do with what he pleased, Jeongin had never felt so powerful, so in control. He ran his hand along Hyunjin's body, feeling his chest rise with every seemingly terrified breath. Hyunjin was almost too good at roleplay, looking like a captive victim. "Jinnie," the model whispered, reaching over and turning off the light. "You're all mine, now."
As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, Hyunjin felt Jeongin's girth slowly stretch him out, moaning louder as he tried to move his limbs, creating a beautiful scene even in the dim moonlight. Jeongin's heart had never pumped so hard in his chest, the model far too excited for his own good. He'd outdone himself, watching Hyunjin attempt to thrash around, belonging only to him in that moment. No one and nothing else. Not Chan, not their company, not the idol's obsessive fandom, not the world. Him. Him, alone.
Jeongin thrust into Hyunjin, positioning himself to hit the spot he knew the idol loved, hearing him cry out his name in a painful pleasure. "Innie! INNIE! INNIE!" It was too much for him to take, the model still new to physical intimacy, feeling himself getting closer as Hyunjin tightened around him more and more. "Jinnie," he cried, coming down to loom over his lover. "I'm... I'm close!" Hyunjin's cries and movements intensified as Jeongin pumped toward his climax. "Jinnie! I'm... cumming!" The younger man felt that familiar wave of pleasure flood his body as he flooded Hyunjin's, only this time, it was amplified, the orgasm feeling better than ever, before. He looked down, watching the most beautiful man in the world shoot a huge load over himself, the fluids sparkling against his flesh in the silver light, his perfect body undulating in the shadows. Jeongin finished, leaning down to kiss the idol's rose petal lips, swimming in the immense pleasure he'd just experienced, the couple catching their breath together. "I love you," the model whispered, feeling Hyunjin's chest rising against his own. Their gaze met in the night, the light of the moon and stars dancing in the idol's eyes.
"I love you, too, Yang Jeongin."
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Seoulstruck (Stray Kids, 18+)
FanfictionFelix works at a French patisserie. Bangchan is a music producer. Hyunjin is an idol. Changbin is a CEO's son. Minho is a choreographer. Jisung is an underground rapper. Jeongin is a model. Seungmin is a photographer. How will each of their paths cr...