Kpop BxB Oneshots

2PM - Taecyeon x Junho - Neurotic

Mentions: murder, kinda graphic (tried not to make it super sickeningly graphic), blood, sadism/masochism, choking, spit, spanking, cockwarming

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Light swarmed his vision, making him wince at the brightness compared to the pitch black he was accustomed to.

"Why don't you say hi to the camera?"

Looking around, the man saw a camera pointing at him. Along with a man standing behind it, "What?"

The man behind the camera, Junho, pouted, "I told you to say hi."

He didn't realize there was someone behind him, until Taecyeon spoke, "Don't make him upset, I hate to see him sad."

"What are you going to do to me?"

Junho smiled, hands in his pockets as he spoke, "We're just going to have some fun, that's all."

The man tried to move, yelling out as he realized he couldn't. Not with being tied to a chair. He looked up at Junho, "Don't kill me, please God, don't let them kill me."

Taecyeon chuckled lowly in the man's ear, "You really think he's gonna save you? He isn't going to do anything for you."

Junho laughed, "I think we should 'name' him first."

The man looked at Junho then turning to try and see Taecyeon, "I- I have a name already-"

Taecyeon walked to the back of the room to grab something, "We know. Have you ever heard of branding?"

Now shaking, the man tried to pull his wrists from the chair, "No, don't- I don't want-"

"We don't care about what you want." Junho walked up and squeezed his face in his hand. He looked the frightened man in the eyes, "You're here, for our entertainment. That's it."

Carrying the branding iron, Taecyeon took Junho's place in front of the man, "This won't take too long, just sit still."

The man started moving more; Junho slapping him across the face, "Stop moving. It doesn't hurt."

Taecyeon took a brief moment to look at Junho, smiling endearingly, "He's done it before, so he knows."

Junho smiled back at Taecyeon before looking back at the man, he lifted his shirt to show the branded symbol on his lower abdomen, "I did."

The man started to scream, writhing around in his chair, "No! Stop! Let me go, I don't want this- Please!"

Tears started rolling down the man's face, hoping and praying that somehow he would get out of this situation.

Taecyeon groaned, "Shut him up, will you? I don't want to listen to him whine the entire time."

"What do you want me to use?" Junho looked up at his boyfriend.

Grinning, Taecyeon gestured his head towards Junho, "Your shirt."

Removing the piece of clothing, Junho took his shirt and stuff part of it in the man's mouth. While the man could still scream, it wasn't nearly as loud and was pretty muffled. It made breathing more difficult as well, as he began to hyperventilate with fear.

Seeing the bright red piece of iron in front of his face, he knew it was going to hurt.

Taecyeon glanced at Junho, "Where should we put it?"

His boyfriend, standing behind their victim, ran a hand up the side of the man's neck, "Here."

Chuckling, Taecyeon stepped forward, "You're so wicked."