His Mark

03

The night of the party was filled with laughter, music, and the carefree chaos that usually followed when Khun was in charge. The mansion buzzed with energy, every corner filled with people enjoying themselves. But amidst the noise and celebration, Kim and Vegas remained unusually quiet, their eyes meeting across the room in a silent understanding.

It had been weeks since their heated encounter in the bathroom, and the tension between them had only grown stronger. They had stolen moments whenever they could, but nothing had gone beyond a few stolen kisses, touches that left them both wanting more. Tonight, though, with their fathers away and the mansion filled with noise, they knew this could be their chance.

As the night wore on, the party began to wind down, and the guests started to leave. Kim excused himself, slipping away unnoticed, his heart pounding as he made his way to his room. The moment he closed the door behind him, he felt a presence and turned to find Vegas standing there, eyes dark with desire.

They didn't speak. Words weren't needed. In a heartbeat, they were on each other, lips crashing together in a desperate kiss. Kim's hands roamed over Vegas's body, pulling him closer as he felt the heat of Vegas's skin against his own. They stumbled towards the bed, shedding their clothes along the way, until they were both naked, their bodies pressed together.

Kim straddled Vegas, his hips moving instinctively as he ground their erections together, slick already dripping from him. The friction was intoxicating, sending waves of pleasure through his body, making him moan softly. Vegas's hands gripped his hips tightly, guiding his movements, his own breath ragged as he watched Kim above him.

Vegas leaned up, capturing one of Kim's nipples in his mouth, sucking gently, causing Kim to gasp and arch his back, grinding harder against him. The feeling was overwhelming, the pleasure building rapidly, and Kim could feel himself on the edge, his body trembling with the need for more.

"Vegas... please," Kim whispered, his voice breathy and desperate as he looked down at Vegas, his eyes half-lidded with lust. "Put it in... I need you."

Vegas didn't need to be told twice. He reached between them, positioning himself at Kim's entrance, the tip of his cock brushing against the slickness that was already there. With a gentle push, he began to slide inside, both of them gasping at the sensation. Kim felt every inch as Vegas entered him, filling him completely, and he couldn't help the moan that escaped his lips.

Vegas thrust deeper, slowly at first, letting Kim adjust to the feeling before picking up the pace. Kim's head fell back, his hands gripping Vegas's shoulders as he rode him, the pleasure overwhelming, their bodies moving in sync. The sensation of Vegas inside him, raw and deep, was unlike anything Kim had ever felt before. It was more than just physical-it was a connection, something that went beyond words.

Their movements became more frantic, the sound of their bodies meeting, skin against skin, filling the room. Kim could feel his orgasm building, the pressure in his belly growing with each thrust. He knew he was close, his body trembling as he rode Vegas harder, desperate for release.

Vegas's hands tightened on Kim's hips, guiding him as he thrust up into him, hitting that spot inside Kim that made him see stars. Kim's breath hitched, his body tensing as he finally came, crying out Vegas's name as the pleasure washed over him, his body convulsing with the intensity of it.

Vegas followed soon after, his own orgasm ripping through him as he buried himself deep inside Kim, filling him completely. They stayed like that for a moment, both of them breathing hard, their bodies trembling as they came down from their high.

Kim collapsed onto Vegas's chest, both of them sweaty and spent, their hearts pounding in unison. Vegas wrapped his arms around Kim, holding him close, neither of them wanting to move, to break the connection they had just shared.