JoongDunk one-shots

You are mine

( content warning: this is a mature one shot so pls proceed with caution. If uncomfortable pls do not read)

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Dunk swears he never had the intention to make Joong so mad. He knows better than to get on his bad side. Joong is scary when he is angry and Dunk never wanted to be on the other end of that wrath.

Well, in Dunk's defence, it was not Dunk's fault that Joss came and talked to him in such a friendly manner. During the after party Dunk was standing alone and so Joss came to him and gave him some company. And he might have a bit too friendly but Dunk gave no mind to it cause they were friends after all.

Well looks like he should have given it a second thought. He should have noticed the dark eyes of some one staring daggers into them every now and them from the stage. Or more specifically his boyfriend, Joong Archen.

He really should not have let Joss touch him. Because right now, Pinned to his boyfriend's room's door, Dunk felt powerless. Joong had a tight grip on his waist and held him steady against the door.

" I see you had quite a lot of fun while I was not there didn't you? ", whispered Joong in a low and deep voice right into Dunk's ear and accentuating his question with a rough bite to his earlobe ,that elicited a broken cry from Dunk's lips.

Dunk's knees already felt weak and Joong had barely touched him. " J-Joong it was no-nothing like that. He was just being f-friendly.", tried explaining Dunk, but Joong was not having it.

Dunk's entire body felt like it was on fire. He needed Joong to touch him. His grip on his waist was driving him crazy and he was growing harder each second. Dunk knew he was not alone when Joong grinds his hips right agains his growing hardness and realises Joong is equally hard. Dunk lets out a low moan at the friction and wants Joong to stop teasing him.

"Joong please, Joong I need you, PLEASE." , Dunk was begging at this point and Joong was clearly enjoying it, a devilish smirk plastered on his face. The dark look on his face made shivers run up Dunk's spine.

" Oh baby, you were not good enough, were you now? You need to learn your lesson. Now, be a good boy and take it. " Fuck, if Dunk thought Joong having him pinned against the door was hot, this right now was way hotter.

Dunk gulped hard and his cock was growing painfully hard. he wanted Joong to at least do something. He finally felt Joong crash his lips onto his harshly. One of his hand on Dunk's waist and the other digging into his hair and having a vice grip, tugging on it now and then.

Joong's kiss was bruising. He was so focused on sucking and biting on Dunk's lips, his already pink lips getting impossibly redder after each suck and bite. Joong's tongue took complete control over Dunk's mouth, his mouth dominating the other.

Dunk let out pathetic little whines which were swallowed by Joong. Slowy his mouth wandered lower and stopping on the most sensitive part of Dunk's neck. He showed no mercy as he roughly started sucking and biting his neck, having no remorse. Red and purple splotches were already forming on Dunk's neck and Joong looked proud of it as he growled out a low 'mine'.

Dunk cannot stop his moans no matter how hard he tried as Joong continues sucking and bitting his neck and collar bone. His legs are shaking so hard right now and he swears if it wasn't for Joong grip, he would have collapsed on the floor then and there. Joong seems to take note of it and finally unlocks the door behind him and catches Dunk before he could fall at the sudden loss of contact with the door. He slowly moves Dunk backwards, mouth never once leaving his neck.

When the back of Dunk's knees hit the edge of the bed, he falls on the mattress and Joong on top of him. Dunk whimpers when Joong rips open his shirt. He does not have enough time to be mad at Joong before he is trailing his kisses to his chest and stopping near his nipples and taking them into his mouth. Dunk moans loudly and throws his head back, exposing his beautifully marked neck. Joong sucks and bites on one nipple and pulls and tugs on the other one with his hand. He play with them for long enough time for them to be borderline red and bruised.