SWEETHEART ➝ yoonseok (✔)

seis

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"ain't like you to become possessive of a prostitute." a young man said, raising an eyebrow.

"like i said, chanyeol, he's not a prostitute." yoongi responded, teeth gritted. the other simple let out a quick sigh of amusement.
"i was hoping to snatch him for myself. ah well, beggars can't be choosers." yoongi glared as the dark haired boy walked away, yoongi's eyes darted over to hoseok, who was still in the harness.

he left swiftly, over to the back of the stage where hoseok was removing his outfit.
"keep it on." yoongi ordered, the younger's head darting up and swallowing before nodding. yoongi started walking and hoseok followed quickly, more than a little scared. they reached a different door, in opening it lead down to a basement-like room. it had pristine white tiles and painted a deep purple shade. in the centre of the room was a large seat, complete with cuffs.

"get in and sit down. i suggest you listen to me if you don't want your punishment to be doubled."
he complied to it and sat down shakily, yoongi walking away. he craned his neck to see where he was walking to, seeing him take out a black silk blindfold. he licked his lips as yoongi neared him. with silent movement's, the elder tied the blindfold around his eyes, tutting.

"you broke one of the rules my precious little seokie. do you know what that means for you?" ties were fastened around his wrists and legs as he shook his head.
"i-i simply got lost while taking a.. a stroll." hoseok whispered uncertainly. yoongi tutted once more.

"and now lying? looks like i'll have to make your punishment harsher."
"b-but i said-"

"oh i heard what you said. but you see my dear seokie.. i don't really think you were strolling around, don't you agree?" hoseok's body tensed. "no, no, i think- i think you were trying to escape."

there was a deafening silence.

"and i wonder who gave you that little idea?" yoongi muttered, producing a vibrator and sharp scissors. using the scissors, he cut off hoseok's boxers, freeing his member in which hoseok gasped as the cold air hit his dick.
"i could make this a pleasurable experience, baby boy. but bad boys need to be taught a lesson."

the chair suddenly opened, widening hoseok's legs. nimbly, yoongi pushed the vibrator inside of his un-prepped hole, earning a loud whine. turning it onto the 3rd lowest point, he stepped back, smirking.
"this is a sound-located vibrator, baby. do you know what that is? if it hears you moan even once, it goes higher- very slowly." yoongi smirked as hoseok let out a choked groan, suddenly squeaking.

he walked away and grabbed a gag, proceeding to move back to hoseok. the younger was in a state of pain and pleasure as each second was harder to keep his moans and tiny whimpers inside his throat.

when yoongi prised the dark haired boy's mouth opened, a series of broken moans came tumbling out. he gasped as he felt the pace of the toy quicken, making it easier for the gag to be placed.

yoongi watched the sight in front of him. it was so pretty, seeing hoseok pant and writhe, unable to do anything. his member kept spilling pre-cum endlessly, the head pink and throbbing.

he hummed and wrapped his slender fingers around the already fatigued boy, pumping it achingly slow. in response, he groaned.

"m-mease-" hoseok said, voice muffled. tears stained his cheeks and yoongi smiled devilishly.
"you did this to yourself, sweetheart." hoseok let out a sob. the elders fingers worked their way up to hoseok's erected nipples, pinching them. with teeth biting down on the gag, hoseok moaned again, still muffled but the gadget increased its pace.

cum spilt out messily all over the shaking boy's thighs. his body felt heavy, his eyes foggy as sinful whines only got louder.

"next time if you're a good baby boy, maybe that won't be inside of you, hmm?" yoongi purred, wiping the youngers residue on his puffy, tear stained face. "now, as you lied to me, dear goodness! looks like i'll have to punish you further."

hoseok's body was shaking from both the hard orgasm he had and what else was in store for him. he tried to listen hard but the buzz of the toy made it difficult to even concentrate on anything but that.
once more, he felt cold hands on his sensitive cock, making him gasp and writhe. something was slipped on, all the way until it blocked all access for cum to leave the slit.

a cockring.

"m- no-! p-pleth, no!" hoseok wanted to cry out desperately. yoongi ignored his begs and held it in place until it was on snugly.

"isn't this cute~" the elder clapped his hands in admiration. "if only you could see how pretty you look." yoongi cooed right into hoseok's ear.
"well, as much as i would love to stay, i have an auction to get to. i will come back when i feel satisfied of your punishment." with that, yoongi left the room.

as yoongi was walking through the corridor to the hall, he saw a long haired woman, accompanied by two prostitutes, one ravenette and the other silver haired. at the sound of his shoes clicking, her head turned towards him and she smiled brightly, crumpling the cigarette in a gloved hand, barely flinching.

"hello mr.min! what an honour to find you in my presence." ignoring the scared young males beside her, yoongi's dark eyes pierced right into the eyes of ahn hye jin.
"oh hye-jin. just the person i wanted to see."
"oh? what did you need me for?"
"i just wanted to ask you a little bit about the cocaine payments of last week." her face paled noticeably but she kept her dignified smile on.

"what about it?"

"well, i was looking at the money i received and it clearly said 190k.. but you see, i can't trust people that easily. so, after a few minutes of de-coding i find-" he made a fake surprised gasp- "nothing was paid! and of course, i'm was confused. did one of my best customers deceive me?"

the brunette swallowed, her smile faltering.
"o-of course not, it may just be a misunderstanding-?" yoongi snickered unamused.

"oh but my dear ahn.. you sold that cocaine for your own profit, didn't you?"
a bead of sweat ran down her face, as she narrowed her eyes to yoongi, spitting on his face in disgust.

"so what if i did? you make too much money on your own, min yoongi." he smirked, his hand lashing out to hit her cheek, reddening her face.
he drew a ragged breath, laughing menacingly.
"oh really?" he pushed his hand harshly to pin her to the wall from behind, her squeals echoing. the gang leader pulled a gun from his back pocket, cocking it.

"it's lovely to know what you think of me. any last words?" he asked, grinning. she glared at him, hissing fiercely, "i hope you fucking rot in hell, min yoon bastard- gi."

he chuckled.

"where do you think i came from?"

BANG!