peak a boo | seongjoong

04- +18

Hongjoong couldn't believe it. He was crying.

It was infuriating to be overpowered by an oddball, no less a human. How can someone so reserved and quiet be nasty and skilled at making him feel hot and bothered?

A nutcase that gagged and tied him up with his own panties.

He whined through the fabric, struggling to get the upper hand when Seonghwa was fucking him silly with his thick fingers and swirling his long tongue on his hardened buds.

Seonghwa sucked his tits as if he was milking him dry. He lapped his tongue over and over his nipples, the heat pooling heavily in his belly.

As Hongjoong craved, Seonghwa finally caved.

The shy, innocent mask the latter wore was finally unveiled, his stalker showing his true colors.

Hongjoong sucked in a breath, unable to stop the tears of pleasure.

"No! Stop, stop, you fucking pervert!" Hongjoong screeched through his makeshift gag, enjoying how Seonghwa had him forcefully pinned down, helpless on his bed.

"What was that, my love?" Seonghwa hums near his face, rubbing his nose on the side of Hongjoong's cheek as he pistons his fingers with a little more speed.

Hongjoong whimpers as he shakes, a mix of pleasure and frustration. He was supposed to be in charge, to teach Seonghwa a lesson, but here he was, tied up and taking it.

It was such a fiery feeling to fight for control and lose. The push and pull, the struggle, pretending to fight back but enjoying the chase.

Hongjoong's words were muffled, but he continued to babble and scream, knowing how much Seonghwa enjoyed it, too. That creep.

"As much as I want to hear your voice, I can't have you erasing my memories. I need to cherish this, cherish you—fuck, does it feel good, baby?" Seonghwa asked as he curled his fingers inside, the final touch as Hongjoong arched his back, the sensation of his release too intense to handle.

Seonghwa licked his lips, unable to control himself as he salivated. His prey was so delicious, and he hadn't even tasted everything. He slowed down his pace but didn't stop, the squelch getting louder as he scissors Hongjoong.

More tears streamed down the smaller's face, the overstimulation rocking his whole body. Seonghwa leans down, tasting Hongjoong's tears before placing a loving kiss on his cheek.

Seonghwa pulls his fingers out, bringing them to his mouth, not hesitating to suck Hongjoong's come from his digits, "Hmm, do you understand now?"

The elder gets Hongjoong to look at him, gripping the sides of his face. The smaller tries to pull back, but Seonghwa only grips harder. His other hand unbuckling his pants, bringing his cock out.

Seonghwa swipes at Hongjoong's pussy, using his slick as lube, stroking his member before pressing the tip against the lips of the younger's vagina. Hongjoong jolts feeling Seonghwa's cock, the thickness alone exciting him.

Maybe it was because he hadn't had much action in almost a year, or it could be the feverish way Seonghwa obsessed over him-- whatever it was, it had Hongjoong locked in.

Hongjoong needed Seonghwa inside. Now.

He shimmies closer, trying to get more of Seonghwa's dick inside. Seonghwa chuckles, tightening his grip on Hongjoong's face.

"I want to hear that you understand first," Seonghwa sighs, "You need to understand that you're mine, darling. Only mine."

What a psycho. Now that Hongjoong was gagged and tied down, Seonghwa's confidence sky rocketed. The more bold he was to touch and tease.