To the end

special chapter 2

To the end

The moonlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting silvery shadows across the room. The air was thick with tension, a heated current between Vegas and Kim that threatened to snap. Kim’s breath came in short, sharp bursts as he lay beneath Vegas, his eyes wide, cheeks flushed with anticipation.

Vegas’s gaze was dark, almost predatory, his fingers brushing over Kim’s lips before sliding down his throat, lingering just long enough to make Kim’s pulse race. “You know what you do to me, don’t you?” Vegas’s voice was a low growl, sending shivers down Kim’s spine.

Kim swallowed hard, his voice trembling. “Then show me.”

A smirk tugged at Vegas’s lips. “Careful what you ask for.”

Without warning, Vegas’s lips crashed against Kim’s, a deep, possessive kiss that left no room for doubt. Kim moaned into it, his fingers twisting into Vegas’s hair, pulling him closer, needing more. The kiss was raw, almost desperate, their teeth clashing as Vegas dominated every inch of Kim’s mouth.

Vegas’s hands roamed Kim’s body with firm, demanding touches, his fingers digging into Kim’s hips, leaving marks he knew would linger. Kim arched beneath him, a sharp gasp escaping as Vegas’s grip tightened.

“Stay still,” Vegas commanded, his voice edged with authority.

But Kim couldn’t obey; his body was trembling with need, his back arching as Vegas’s hand slid lower. A strangled moan tore from Kim’s throat when Vegas found that sensitive spot, his movements deliberate, relentless. Kim’s eyes fluttered closed, his lips parting as he let out a breathless, “Vegas…”

Vegas’s jaw clenched, his eyes blazing. He adjusted his angle, thrusting harder, his movements rough and unyielding. Kim’s body tensed before giving way to the onslaught of sensation. His fingers clawed at the sheets, his head thrown back as Vegas drove him to the edge again and again.

“Look at me,” Vegas demanded, his voice rough.

Kim’s eyes fluttered open, glazed with pleasure and barely restrained desire. His cheeks were flushed, sweat glistening on his skin. Another sharp thrust and Kim cried out, his body arching off the bed, his moans raw and unfiltered.

Vegas’s lips curled into a satisfied smirk as he leaned down, his breath hot against Kim’s ear. “You’re mine,” he whispered, each word punctuated with a sharp thrust that left Kim gasping, his body trembling beneath him.

“Y-Yes…” Kim managed to choke out, his voice wrecked, his fingers digging into Vegas’s back.

Their movements grew more frantic, the air filled with the sounds of ragged breaths and the slap of skin on skin. The intensity built like a storm, each thrust pushing them closer to the breaking point. Kim’s moans became cries, his body overwhelmed by the rough passion.

Vegas’s grip on Kim’s hips tightened, his movements becoming erratic. “Let go,” he growled, his voice strained.

Kim’s body obeyed before his mind could catch up. He shattered beneath Vegas, a cry of pure ecstasy tearing from his throat. Vegas followed moments later, his body shuddering as he held Kim close, their hearts pounding in sync.

They collapsed together, the weight of their shared intensity leaving them breathless. Vegas brushed damp hair from Kim’s forehead, pressing a rough, lingering kiss to his lips.

Kim’s chest heaved, his voice a soft murmur. “I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you.”

Vegas chuckled, his voice low. “Good. Because I’m not done with you yet.”