𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 || Seoksoo

mine | 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟺

"I𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥,
𝘐𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦
𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶"
                     ~To You
 

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His grip on Dokyeom's hips tightens as he picks up the pace, every thrust now punctuated with a harsh slap against his ass. He's lost in the feeling of dominance, of having Dokyeom completely under his control. In this moment, he doesn't care about anyone or anything else, just the man beneath him, gasping and moaning with each rough invasion.

"I-im gonna cum, hyung." Joshua smirks cruelly as Dokyeom nears his climax, leaning down to whisper in his ear. "Not yet, kitten. Not until I say so." He pulls out abruptly, leaving Dokyeom panting and trembling. He flips him over onto his back, grabbing his legs and yanking them apart roughly. "Look at you, all spread out for me like some cheap whore." He sneers, admiring the sight of him.

Despite the harsh words, Joshua can't deny the fact that Dokyeom looks absolutely beautiful like this - flushed, vulnerable and desperate for release. He lines up his cock and slams back into him without warning.

Joshua watches as Dokyeom writhes beneath him, biting his lip to hold back a moan. "Fuck, baby boy, you look so damn gorgeous like this. All spread out, begging for my cock." He murmurs, his voice thick with lust. His eyes travel over Dokyeom's body, taking in every inch of him like he's a delicious feast laid out just for him. He leans down, planting a bruising kiss on those full lips before drawing back to meet his gaze. "You're so fucking perfect, it's almost a crime."

"I love you, hyung."

Joshua rolls his eyes, but his heart skips a beat at the words. He'd never admit it, but hearing Dokyeom say that still affects him more than it should. Instead of responding, he pushes deeper inside him, eliciting a gasp. "Save your breath for screaming baby." He growls, his hips snapping forward with renewed vigor.

He fucks Dokyeom like he owns him, because in Joshua's twisted mind, he does. No one else gets to have this perfect body wrapped around them, no one else gets to see the desperation in his pretty brown eyes or feel his nails digging into their skin.

Joshua's breath comes out in hot, heavy pants against Dokyeom's neck as he continues to pound into him mercilessly. He's gotta hand it to the kid, he takes it well. Better than any of the others ever did. But that's not enough to earn any real affection from him. He's still just another pawn in Joshua's game, a warm body to fuck when he needs it. And right now, he needs it more than ever.

The thought of someone else touching Dokyeom, kissing him like that...it makes his blood boil. So he'll claim him again, make sure he knows exactly who he belongs to.

"Faster, hyung." Dokyeom moans out, getting closer and closer to the edge once more. "Fucking greedy little thing, aren't ya?" Joshua chuckles darkly, a smirk playing on his lips. He obliges Dokyeom's request though, driving into him harder and faster. He wants to hear him scream, wants to feel him shatter beneath him. He wants to remind him of exactly why he puts up with his shit. But as much as he tries to keep his emotions locked away, there's a part of him that feels something more than just lust and possession. A tiny spark of...what, affection? No, that's not it. Something closer to empathy maybe? Nah, can't be that either.

Joshua grits his teeth, trying to ignore the way Dokyeom's nails dig into his back, trying to pretend like the way he's moaning his name isn't making his heart race. He focuses instead on the anger simmering just below the surface, the possessiveness that reared its ugly head when he caught him with that other guy.