♡Maybe I Don't Hate You | Yeongyu/Beomjun♡

Yeonjun's POV | 4

Beomgyu's face began to flush with one of the most beautiful shades of pink-red I have ever seen. The sweat beads forming all over his body, and his desperate, delicate whimpers, paired with the subtle tears rolling down his beautiful face, was enough to get me going.

Right now, though I am still intoxicated, I don't feel too bad anymore. At least now, I can get lots more words out without hiccups.

After I stripped Beomgyu naked, I knelt over him, with my hands beside his head to assert dominance. I think he understood that he was the bottom.

"Yeonjun?" He moaned, which was really enough to get my cock hard as fuck— dripping even...

"Yeonjun... nghhh~"

"Stop, you're gonna make me cum without any physical contact." I said.

He reached down, starting to pull my shirt up and over my body, so I helped him. By this time, he was already breathing heavily, but I was gonna wait to give him what he really wanted.

"You *hiccup* like what you see?" I asked him, pulling my weight downward, bringing my chest to his face. "Suck it." I demanded.

Beomgyu lustfully replied, "Yes, daddy," and started beautifully moving his tongue all around my nipple which felt oh-so-fucking-good.

"Oh fuck baby, hold on."

Yeah hold on— DADDY? Did he just call me Daddy?! I like the sound of that~

"Yeonjun? I—"

"Daddy." I groaned at him. "You call me daddy, you got that?"

The look of excitement on his face made me so happy for some reason... maybe that was because now I could tell that he really DID want this.

"Daddy?"

Hell yeah.

"Yes baby?"

"C-can we go to the bedroom, I'm uncomfortable here..."

"Yeah, give me a moment." I replied.

I positioned myself to pick his little naked body up to carry him on my front side, but I lifted him up enough so that his dick wasn't being rubbed by the zipper of my jeans. I won't want to hurt my preci— his precious little penis.

When I carried him into my room, instead of throwing him, I sat him on the side of the bed. I went to my drawer and grabbed two ropes that I conveniently had available.

I swear I didn't use them for anything—

"Daddy? What do you want to do to me?" He asked.

"Everything." I said in a deep voice, walking toward him.

He sort of backed away from me out of fear, kind of crawling backwards.

I then got onto the mattress, crawling toward him, slowly, like a predator about to catch it's prey.

"H-hey..." he stuttered, looking down at the ropes. "W-wait... Yeonjun..."

"Daddy." I demanded for him to call me.

The lust in his eyes was overridden by fear now.

He flinched when his back finally met the headboard of the bed, and almost started crying.

"Yeonjun! Stop, please, what are you doing? I didn't agree to *gulp* rope stuff..." his voice cracked and wobbled, and his body was completely frozen as he began to sob.

Oh my god.

I put the ropes down by my side and reached over to hold his face, kissing his forehead, and wiping his oh-so-beautiful tears away. His breathing slowed down and I felt the tension leaving his body.

"I don't know if I'm ready for all that yet... it's my *sniffle* first time." He said.

"Baby, I'm sorry. I would never want to force you to do something you didn't want to do, okay?" Are the ropes too much for your first time?" I asked.

"Y-yeah, but you're making me sound like a baby."

"My baby." I said.

Despite all of this, his cock was still incredibly hard, and I knew I had to do something about it.

"So what are we gonna do about this?" I asked, running one finger up his cock. It twitched.

"Uhh—"

"We can't let all this precious cum go to waste, now can we baby?"

"No daddy." Beomgyu responded.

"Now do you really want us to do something about it?" I questioned.

"Yes daddy, just... no ropes, or rigorous stuff please. I don't want it like that for my first time."

"I hear you baby." I said. "I hear you."

I started getting real handsy over his whole body, in order to both calm him down from what just happened, but to also rile him up for what was to come.

"Uhnghhhh Yeonjun..." he moaned. "Wait can I at least *pant* moan your name? He questioned.

"Yeah baby, but you need to address me as Daddy. Okay?"

"Yes daddy."

"Just like that baby."

His breaths became staggered, and his dick began to twitch and swell even more under my abs, which made his hips buck in pleasure.

Damn. I should've fucked this guy much earlier. I've wasted so many high school years fucking girls when I shoulda been railing this motherfucker.

As I started marking his abs with pretty little hickies, I inserted one finger into Beomgyu's hole. He let out a small, painful whimper, so I took it out.

"Why did you take it out daddy?"

"Did it not hurt?" I asked.

"It's okay, it was a good pain. Please, stick two more in there. Please daddy?"

"Okay baby hold on."

I grabbed the lube from my nightstand drawer and lathered it onto my two fingers and his pretty little asshole before sticking them in.

"Ack!" He cried out. I looked at him in his eyes to try to find the permission to add a third finger. I slid my fingers out, then back in, gently penetrating him, while looking into his eyes. His eyes fluttered shut and his head fell back. The heat radiating off of his skin was so fucking hot, it was burning.

He started moaning my name, and oh my god. That was enough to make me cum altogether.

"Yeonjunnghhhh... *gasp* put it in... *pant* your cock, please daddy I need you..."