Fatal Love

chapter 2

Hyeonsu stepped into the room, a manic smile on his lips. "Good morning, lover."

Jiyoon gasped as the cool air from the open window teased his sensitive skin. His heart raced at the sight of Hyeonsu, dressed casually in a pair of black sweatpants and a loose, white tank top which had blood stains.

"Hyeonsu," he breathed, his voice hoarse from the night's passion. The room spun as he struggled to sit up further, the movement causing pain to flare through his body.

The other man chuckled softly, stepping closer and running a finger down Jiyoon's chest. "Slow down, lover. You're still a bit fragile." He knelt beside the bed, leaning in close so their faces were almost touching. "You looked so cute last night, passed out on my bed. I couldn't help but keep you here and suppress my urge to strangle you and stuff your body to keep you with me forever. But then I like your animated version better "

Jiyoon shivered, the words sending a shiver of desire through him. He watched as Hyeonsu's eyes darkened, a predatory glint coming over them. "So, I decided to let you be," Hyeonsu continued, his breath hot against Jiyoon's ear.

He felt Hyeonsu's hand slide up his thigh, making him arch into the touch. The other man growled softly, their hips grinding together as he teased him. "But I've been thinking," Hyeonsu murmured, trailing his fingertips over Jiyoon's chest. "What if I tie you up again today? Make sure you stay with me?"

Jiyoon whimpered, his eyes closing as Hyeonsu's touch sent waves of pleasure through him. "Yes," he breathed, his voice hoarse with desire. "Please, Hyeonsu."

Hyeonsu smiled, leaning forward to capture Jiyoon's lips in a deep, possessive kiss. His hand moved up Jiyoon's chest, cupping his face as he pulled him closer. The kiss was fierce and demanding, a claiming of territory that left no doubt as to who was in control.

When they broke apart, Jiyoon's eyes were wide and glazed over with desire. He could feel the heat radiating from Hyeonsu's body as he stood over him, the weight of his gaze making him tremble with anticipation.

Hyeonsu smiled, his fingers tracing the line of Jiyoon's jaw. "You're so beautiful, Jiyoon," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. He reached down and unlocked the cuff from Jiyoon's ankle, causing the other man to exhale shakily. "But you need to stay here with me, don't you?"

Jiyoon nodded, unable to speak as Hyeonsu unbound him from the bed. He felt lightheaded and disoriented as he stood, swaying slightly. Hyeonsu's strong arms wrapped around him, supporting his weight. "Come with me," Hyeonsu murmured, leading him toward the bathroom.

The cool tiles of the floor bit into Jiyoon's bare feet as they entered the bathroom. Hyeonsu turned on the shower, letting the steaming water cascade over them. He gasped as the hot water stung his sensitive skin, but the pain was quickly replaced by a soothing warmth.     

As they stood under the shower, Hyeonsu carefully washed Jiyoon's body, his touch gentle and affectionate. He rinsed the blood from his hair and tenderly cleaned the wounds on his back and legs. Jiyoon leaned into Hyeonsu's strength, enjoying the feel of his wet, naked body pressed against his. He could sense that Hyeonsu was taking his time, wanting to make sure he was healed and ready for whatever the day had in store for them.

Hyeonsu fastened the cuffs around his wrists and ankles.

As they lay together, the room grew dark, and the only light came from the soft glow of the nightlight by the bed. Hyeonsu's chest rose and fell with each breath, his skin warm and smooth beneath Jiyoon's fingertips. He could feel the other man's heartbeat, steady and strong, against his own chest.

He closed his eyes, trying to focus on the sensation of Hyeonsu's body pressed against his own, the taste of their mouths still lingering on his tongue. The drugs in the pill began to take effect, and he felt himself growing drowsy. His eyelids grew heavy, and it was a struggle to keep them open.