𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 & 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁 [ꜱᴇᴏᴋꜱᴏᴏ]

18: 𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘤𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘥

⸻  ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁  ⸻

Joshua stood at the edge of the bed, his eyes fixed on Seokmin, who lay sprawled on the mattress. The sight of Seokmin's body, fully exposed and vulnerable, sent a surge of possessiveness through Joshua. His gaze was intense, dark with a mixture of desire and something more primal.

He reached out, his fingers brushing lightly over Seokmin's wrists before he secured them with the cold metal of the handcuffs. The sound of the cuffs clicking shut echoed in the quiet room, the finality of it sending a shiver down Seokmin's spine. Seokmin’s arms were pulled taut above his head, his body stretched out in a way that accentuated every curve, every dip, and hollow.

❝Joshua…❞ Seokmin’s voice was soft, a pleading edge to it as he looked up at Joshua with wide, expectant eyes. The need in his voice was unmistakable, a desperate yearning for Joshua’s touch.

Joshua didn’t respond with words. Instead, he leaned in, his lips brushing against Seokmin’s ear as he whispered, ❝Tonight, you’re mine.❞ The words were possessive, laced with a promise that made Seokmin’s breath catch.

Joshua started his exploration slowly, his lips trailing a path down Seokmin’s neck. He kissed the spot just below Seokmin’s ear, lingering there to suck on the sensitive skin until a deep purple mark appeared. Seokmin whimpered, his body arching instinctively towards Joshua, seeking more contact, more friction.

A soft chuckle escaped Joshua as he pulled back slightly to admire his handiwork—a series of hickeys blooming on Seokmin’s neck and chest, each one a testament to his control, his ownership. ❝You look so good like this, marked by me,❞ Joshua murmured, his fingers tracing the outline of one of the fresh hickeys.

Seokmin’s breathing grew heavier, his body trembling under Joshua’s touch. ❝Joshua, please… I need more,❞ he begged, his voice thick with desire. His wrists strained against the handcuffs, a futile attempt to reach out, to touch Joshua, to feel more of him.

But Joshua was in no hurry. He smirked at Seokmin’s desperation, enjoying the power he held over him. ❝Patience,❞ Joshua whispered, his voice soothing yet commanding. He moved lower, his lips grazing over Seokmin’s collarbone before moving down to his chest. He paused at each nipple, flicking his tongue over the hardened buds before taking one into his mouth, sucking gently.

Seokmin gasped, his back arching off the bed as Joshua lavished attention on his nipples, alternating between gentle bites and soothing licks. The sensation was driving him wild, his body growing more and more sensitive with each passing second. ❝Joshua… I can’t… please,❞ Seokmin’s words came out in a rush, almost incoherent as his mind became clouded with need.

Joshua’s mouth continued its descent, leaving a trail of kisses down Seokmin’s torso. He paused to dip his tongue into Seokmin’s navel, eliciting a shiver that ran through Seokmin’s entire body. His hands, meanwhile, roamed freely, exploring the soft planes of Seokmin’s stomach, his hips, before finally settling on his thighs. He spread them apart, positioning himself between Seokmin’s legs.