Oh Fuck

21

Yoongi

It was only three words that he said while looking at me with such desire, but they were enough to completely blow my mind. Unlike him, I remembered our night together and knew how incredible it had been.

I could still hear his melodic moans, see his mouth contorted in ecstasy, feel his hands clawing at my back as I took his virginity. I'd been surprisingly gentle for being so drunk, but that wasn't just because I wanted to be considerate of his inexperience. I mainly did it to express my feelings.

If I had only been in love with him at the beginning, I had now fallen head over heels for him and loved him more than I had ever loved anyone before. But I couldn't tell him that, because even though I knew that the sexual attraction between us was very strong, he was only forced to be with me.

But I couldn't deny that he was becoming more and more open and demanding towards me, going further and further with me and enjoying it. Just like now.

I had already noticed how much it turned him on when I dominated him, which is why his current desire didn't surprise me and I was only too happy to fulfill it.

I licked my lips hungrily, looking into his big, innocent eyes that couldn't take their eyes off my face, following the movement of my tongue as he bit his lip in anticipation.

My right hand still held his hands above his head, while my left felt its way to the bedpost where Yeosang had hung his scarf a few days ago.

Once I had it, I tied his wrists together before tying the scarf to the bed. As I slid over him again, I stroked my middle over the bulge in his boxer shorts, which was already pretty impressive, and I immediately earned a restrained, low moan.

I provocatively moved my pelvis against his, letting him feel how much I wanted him and enjoying every sigh that left his mouth.

I had him totally in my hands, which not only turned him to putty in my hands, but the power I had over him also awakened a passionate excitement in me that I had never felt before. At that moment, he was mine alone and I could do anything I ever wanted with him.

As much as I wanted to hear him, I wanted to feel his beguiling lips on mine again, because I had long since become addicted to kissing the younger man and couldn't get enough of exploring his mouth with my tongue, feeling the tingling sensation that slowly spread through my whole body, leaving my stomach in chaos as I savored every moment to the full.

I kissed him deeply while my hands ran down his body, slipped under his shirt, which I should probably have taken off first, and stroked his tender skin with my fingertips, slowly and excitingly. When I reached his nipples, I decided to test how far his submissiveness would go and pinched them not exactly gently.

He interrupted the kiss as he threw his head back and his loud moan was answer enough for me. A satisfied grin stole across my face, so the little one liked it harder. It got better and better the more I learned about him.

So I stepped it up again by working on his neck, sucking on it and biting it every now and then. His reactions were divine, he squirmed more and more under me, stretching his pelvis towards me while his moans and sighs got louder and louder.

As his neck alone was no longer enough for me, but he was stupidly still wearing the annoying shirt, I tore it off without further ado and exposed his lightly trained upper body. I bit my lip hard to stop myself from drooling. The sight of him lying under me, tied up, with his shirt torn, his eyes transfigured and my marks on his neck made me so hot that I impatiently forgot all restraint.

I hastily removed my own shirt, as well as my boxer shorts, and threw them off the bed in a high arc before half throwing myself at Yeosang again. My mouth left marks and light bites all over his torso as my hand traveled to his bump and stroked it with light pressure.

Knowing how sensitive he was, I couldn't prolong this indefinitely as he was obviously already at the edge of endurance, his arousal seemed to be slowly driving him insane, his whole body was covered in goose bumps and he kept shaking uncontrollably.

As we both couldn't stand it any longer, I simply pulled his boxers down, rubbed my member with lubricant and positioned myself between his legs.

I looked at him questioningly one last time, but he could only nod as he bit his beautiful lips in anticipation again.

Slowly and carefully, I penetrated him, gasping in pleasure at the warm tightness that enveloped me. I paused briefly to look at him, but he lay beneath me with his eyes closed, seemingly caught up in all the new impressions and feelings, before he breathed "more".

That was the second wish I was only too happy to grant him and began to move inside him. I watched him smiling as he pulled at the restraints, as he probably had the urge to pull me closer to him to take me in even deeper.

As he didn't succeed, he quickly wrapped his legs around me while panting and begging for more.

I rested my head on his neck and held him with my hands on his hips so that I could thrust into him harder and faster, trying to hit his most sensitive spot as often as possible, which he rewarded with a satisfied moan every time.

The pulling in my loins became stronger and stronger, while sweat dripped from my forehead. Yeosang's increasing sighs showed me that he was also close to climaxing, which is why my hands slipped to his bottom, pulling him towards me while I massaged him firmly and thrust a little harder.

My mouth traveled down his neck to his, where I joined our lips in a hungry kiss that we both moaned into as we came almost simultaneously.

Panting, I let myself fall on top of the younger man, who was also gasping for breath, feeling his heart beating heavily against his chest and closed my eyes, smiling contentedly.

"Yoongi... please don't fall asleep now." I heard him say slightly desperately and I had to smile because he was still tied up and I hadn't pulled out of him yet either. That would actually be a bit awkward for him, but I wasn't that mean.

I withdrew from him and untied him before lying down next to him and pulling him into my arms. I rubbed us clean with his torn shirt, kissed him tenderly and then closed my eyes again while he kept stroking my hair.

"Can we do this every day, please?" he asked shyly and I nodded with a grin before we both fell asleep again.