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･⁠｡🍒⊹ฺﾟHyunsung❥special delivery

→ smut.(Kinda requested by my friend)

Ship- jisung x Hyunjin
Plot- Hyunjin arrives back at his penthouse, after a long day of work, excited for the "surprise" waiting at home for him.

Hyunjin- Top. Jisung- Bottom.
"Blind folds" "bondage" "slight degrading"

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(Hyunjin POV)

The elevator dinged. Fucking finally. I thought, quickly stepping out and inside my apartment. I had been at the office since five this morning and I wasn't exactly happy about it.

But thankfully, I hired someone to entertain me for the evening. My favorite entertainer... actually.

I'm not going to lie, I'm kind of fucked up, in a way. I don't get along with most people...like at all, therefore the idea of a relationship; of intertwining my life with another person's in a way as deep and serious as a romantic relationship, just isn't realistic for me.

Maybe I'll work it out someday.

Maybe I won't.

Either way, with or without the emotional romance, I still want the physical aspect. I mean everyone does. And I guess for once, I'm no different.

I walked down the hall, past my kitchen large black and brown oakwood making up the entirety of it, then out into my large living area, including my spacious bed. The usual placement of my delivery.

And once again, this time was no different.

My preferred guest, and as I mentioned; entertainer, was tied up on the edge of my bed, his contortionist abilities once again impressing me. He really is good.

He's tan, his jaw sharp, contrasting with the rest of his round and boyish features. The upper half of his body is deceivingly masculine in contrast with his lower half, the small waist, petite legs and feet. They all are ridiculously attractive in contrast to his muscular chest and shoulders.

He's very attractive, that's what I'm trying to get at. If you couldn't tell.

He looked up at me as soon as I stepped in, his usual devious smile appearing on his lips.

"All this with no help?" I raised my brow, stepping in front of the bed. Referring to the facts his arms we're perfectly tied behind his back, his ankles also tightly tied against one another. Pretty much all of his body exposed as it pressed around the black leather straps running in all different directions; between his thighs, around his stomach to his chest, and even his neck. A blind fold placed under his chin.

"You're not paying me 1,200$ for amateur work." He smiled.

I nodded slowly, admiring the work in mention. "Yes... that's true." I agreed.

"Han?" I asked.

"Hm?" He turned his head, his eyes widening as I caught him by surprise, leaning forward and connected our lips in one swift motion.

I grabbed his already pre-tied wrists, bringing them above his head as I pressed his back against the mattress, crawling on top of him.