Best Served Cold

Chapter 34

"Hah...hah," Wooyoung panted softly as the sleeve kept doing its thing, eyes fluttering close until he felt movement beside him. S had shifted and squatted down with Wooyoung between his legs. "What?"

"Since you're getting off with the sleeve and I'm trying to be nice here, why don't we put your mouth to better use too?"

"Trying to shut me up from saying more things?" Wooyoung growled and S chuckled.

"Well, I do have more toys I was going to use on you if you hadn't gotten hurt. So unless you want more hurt..."

"Are you trying to kill me?" Wooyoung gasped and S held the rope, gently pulling Wooyoung up into a sitting position.

"Maybe. But better to die in pleasure than pain, right?"

"You're insufferable," the smaller huffed.

"So will you do it?"

Wooyoung wanted to say no since he really didn't want to suck the other off again but really, what other choice did he have? It wasn't like he could escape or hide and he didn't want to know what else the other had in store for him if he hadn't gotten hurt. Maybe it was a good thing that he got hurt. "Just shut up and take your thing out."

"Wonderful." S lowered his pants, his member springing out, happy to be freed. Wooyoung scrunched his nose but decided not to complain about it if his ass got a break from being fucked. He started from the tip, trying not to move his shoulder too much. He wasn't sure why he didn't feel as much pain as he thought he would or as dizzy as he was the first time he was sedated but didn't question it as he went down on S's dick. It wasn't even a question of whether or not Wooyoung was enjoying it as he just needed to take his mind off his situation right now. He had been kidnapped, he was being raped, he had no sense of day or night, he keeps passing out and he dislocated his shoulder. What could possibly get worse? S let soft gasps out, not something Wooyoung heard often since the other was rather silent even when he pounded into him mercilessly. With a hand pressed against the wall, his other hand made its way through Wooyoung's messy hair. The smaller male twitched since he felt like he knew what was coming when he started to fill the space in his mouth with the other's member. Just because he was hurt doesn't mean that S would completely let him off the hook. If he did, he would have let him go. Wooyoung moved back and let go with a pop to take a breath. "Tired already?"

"What do you think?" Wooyoung scoffed as he shifted uncomfortably in his position. "I'm in pain and some machine is sucking me off."

"Don't think about it," S responded as if it was such an easy thing to do. He rolled his eyes but continued taking S in his mouth, moaning softly when the other gripped his hair and started to move his hips. As if trying to distract Wooyoung from whatever he had just said, S started to fuck his mouth instead. Hips thrusting and hand keeping his head in place. His member hit the back of Wooyoung's throat and it took a lot not to bite down or throw up. Wooyoung trembled and choked a little, eyes rolling up slightly as he couldn't breathe again but his lower half had a different opinion on whatever was going on above. In the midst of being mouthfucked, he came and since the machine wasn't removed, he became hard almost instantaneously again. S stopped and pulled out just before he came all over Wooyoung's face as the other gagged and coughed, shutting his eyes as cum splashed over his face.

"Eugh..."

"Shit. I have to clean up again," he heard S whisper. He wondered if the other had an obsession with cleaning or something.

"Hnn... Little help?" Wooyoung whined, motioning at the sleeve that was attempting to suck him dry. S pulled it off and he gasped, shuddering a little as he was finally free from it. S used his hand to jerk him off and Wooyoung felt utterly spent. His stomach growled and he sulked a little. "I'm hungry."