Insoumis | Heehoon

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"Safe word?" Sunghoon gulped when he heard his lover's voice coming from behind him before a soft thud distracted him. He guessed Heeseung had brought in the box they'd store all their toys in. At no response, Heeseung raised a brow, leaning across the bed just to tilt Sunghoon's head towards him by tugging harshly on his hair. "Hot chocolate, Sir." Heeseung then grinned at him, clearly satisfied, and from the way he was looking at Sunghoon, a shiver was sent through his body. "Sir," Sunghoon gasped as he heard the soft rattle of metal when Heeseung lifted something from the box and bit his lip when he felt the cold metal brush against his skin.

Heeseung was not gentle when he cuffed Sunghoon's wrists behind his back and pushed him face-first into the pillows, earning a muffled moan from him and a few whimpers. Sunghoon groaned, pushing his ass back onto Heeseung's crotch. Heeseung then brought his hands up, curling them in Sunghoon's hair as he moved closer to his lover. He tilted Sunghoon's head, watching the vulnerable boy part his lips as Heeseung licked Sunghoon's bottom lip before kissing him, his head still held up by Heeseung's grip on his hair. Sunghoon opened his mouth, letting their tongues play. In a matter of seconds, Heeseung was pulling away, an evident smirk painting his face making Sunghoon whimper.

Heeseung had walked away to grab something else from the box, and when he returned, Sunghoon felt the pressure of Heeseung's rough hand between his shoulder blades, holding him down. The bigger male's body was pressed against him, a big clothed arousal digging in his ass. "Fuck," Sunghoon breathed out in the quietest way possible when he felt the slight scrape of leather against his collarbone. Sunghoon was now on his stomach, letting the other have his way with him. At this point, he could barely move. His hands were cuffed behind his back, his ankles separated by more cuffs, unable to remove them from their position and now his neck was wrapped with a collar. He felt so helpless like this, bound and on his stomach, so at the mercy of his lover, he loved every second of it.

Heeseung then pulled out the vibrator from his wet, throbbing hole leaving Sunghoon to whine in pain when he thrust it back inside and turned it off. He then stood in front of him, no longer in his pants. "Suck, pet." Sunghoon obeyed, beginning to lick and suck the head, making Heeseung groan. He took a few inches in, sucked a little and pulled back, only to repeat the process. Sunghoon began to bop his head slightly, trying to take more and more in his mouth. He let his tongue dig in the slit teasingly, before he took in more, letting his throat muscles work the length. Soon he had almost everything down his throat, there were only a few inches left. Sunghoon made a choked noise as Heeseung yanked harshly on the collar, suddenly cutting off the little amount of his air supply that was left.

His back arched, chest thrusting out as he struggled to breathe in hoarse gasps that weren't getting enough oxygen to his brain. Blood roared in his ears, his pulse frantic. Heeseung loosened his grip on the collar but pushed Sunghoon's head down, forcing him to take more of the length in his throat. He got pulled back by his hair, only to be slammed down again while Heeseung's hips bucked up. Heeseung continued to face-fuck him, growling deeply in his chest while he did so, forcing his dick down Sunghoon's throat over and over again. As Heeseung came, Sunghoon was panting and coughing slightly, swallowing the cum that had remained in his mouth after the rest dripped down his chin. "Good job, baby."