BL ONESHOTS No.5

³³⁰🥵Fang x Tan

Fang and Tan were two dominant men who had been in a BDSM relationship for over a year. They were both confident and assertive in their roles, and their dynamic was intense and passionate.

One night, the two men were alone in their playroom, preparing for a session. Fang was dressed in all black leather, his muscular body on full display. Tan, on the other hand, was wearing a dark suit, his sharp features highlighted by the dim lighting.

Fang approached Tan from behind, wrapping his strong arms around his waist and pulling him closer. "You look stunning, my love," Fang whispered in Tan's ear, his voice full of lust.

Tan shivered at the sensation of Fang's hot breath against his skin. "Thank you, Master," he replied, his tone submissive.

Fang smirked and turned Tan around to face him. "Get on your knees, pet," he commanded, his voice deep and demanding.

Tan obeyed without hesitation, kneeling in front of Fang with his head bowed. Fang stroked Tan's cheek with his leather-clad hand, making him look up. "Do you know what I want from you tonight, pet?" Fang asked, his tone stern.

"I will do anything you desire, Master," Tan replied, his voice filled with anticipation.

Fang leaned in and captured Tan's lips in a fierce kiss. As they kissed, Fang's hands roamed over Tan's body, squeezing and pinching his sensitive areas. Tan moaned into the kiss, the pleasure and pain mixing together. "I want to hear you beg for me, pet," Fang said, pulling away from the kiss.

Without hesitation, Tan dropped his head to the ground and begged, "Please, Master, I beg for your touch."

Fang chuckled and pulled Tan up to his feet. "Such a good pet," he praised, before pushing Tan against the wall and tying his hands above his head with a rope.

"I'm going to make you mine tonight, Tan," Fang declared, the tone of his voice dark and dominant.

"I am yours, Master," Tan replied, his voice filled with trust and submission.

Fang began to trail kisses down Tan's neck and chest, stopping to pay special attention to his nipples, biting and sucking on them until Tan moaned in pleasure. "You're so beautiful when you're helpless like this," Fang growled, his voice full of desire.

Tan could feel Fang's arousal pressing against his thigh, and he couldn't wait to have him inside him. "I need you, Master," Tan whispered, his voice pleading.

Fang removed Tan's restraints and pushed him onto the bed. "On all fours, pet," Fang commanded, his tone firm and commanding.

Tan did as he was told, and Fang positioned himself behind him. He slowly entered Tan, making him moan in pleasure and pain. "You feel so good, pet," Fang hissed, his voice filled with lust.

As they moved together in a rhythm, Fang whispered praises and commands in Tan's ear, driving him closer and closer to the edge. "Come for me, pet," Fang ordered, his voice a mixture of dominance and desire.

With one final thrust, Tan climaxed, his body shaking with pleasure. Fang followed soon after, and they both collapsed onto the bed, spent and satisfied.

As they lay there, tangled in each other's arms, Fang whispered, "You're mine, Tan. Always."

Tan smiled and replied, "I am yours, Master. Always."

Their voices were filled with love and devotion, and in that moment, they knew that their BDSM relationship was more than just about sex. It was about trust, love, and exploring their deepest desires together.

Fang ran his fingers through Tan's hair, his touch gentle yet possessive. "You know what I want, don't you?" he asked, his voice thick with desire.

Tan nodded, his eyes filled with anticipation. "Yes, Master. I want to please you."

Fang grinned, his dominant side taking over. "Good boy. Now, get on your knees."

Without hesitation, Tan obeyed, his heart racing in excitement. He knew what was coming next and he couldn't wait.

"Open your mouth," Fang commanded, his voice low and commanding.

Tan obeyed, his mouth eager to take in his Master's throbbing member. He moaned as Fang entered him, filling him up completely. Fang's grip on his hair tightened as he began to move, setting a rhythm that left Tan breathless.

"You like that, don't you?" Fang growled, the sound sending shivers down Tan's spine.

"Yes, Master," Tan moaned, his pleasure evident in his voice.

Fang continued to thrust into him, his movements becoming more urgent. "Say it, Tan. Tell me how much you want me."

"I want you, Master," Tan gasped, his voice filled with need.

Fang's hand moved to Tan's throat, applying just enough pressure to make him gasp. "Don't hold back," he commanded, his voice filled with lust.

"I need you, Master," Tan cried out, his body arching towards Fang's touch.
Satisfied, Fang released his grip and flipped Tan onto his back. Their eyes locked and Fang could see the love and trust shining back at him.

"I love you, Fang," Tan whispered, his voice filled with emotion.

Fang's heart swelled at the words, and he knew that he would do anything for this man. "I love you too, Tan," he replied, before claiming his lips in a passionate kiss.

As their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, their voices blended together in a symphony of pleasure and devotion. And in that moment, they both knew that they had found their perfect match in each other. Their BDSM dynamic was more than just about sex, it was about a deep connection and a love that knew no bounds. And as they reached their ultimate climax, they knew that they were meant to be together, forever bound by their love and their desires.

[No.33. Bye now.]