A Dying Flower | K.sj

Everything Hurts

Seokjin wasn't ignorant, No. He knew that there was no running away. With one hand attached to the bed, where would he go? He had been dreading the day where one of his worst fears would turn into reality but he wasn't going to give in to this fate easily.

The free hand pushed at the man's chest as a rough kiss was forced on him after a little fight that led the singer nowhere. Just like Red did, Kageyama held Seokjin's jaw in place as he kissed him. Though it did not last long as the man fisted Seokjin's hair instead and stopped to look at the sparkling eyes which seemed to not only draw Red to them but Kageyama too.

"Get away. What do you want?!" His question had an obvious answer. The anxiety was creeping up faster than the singer could handle as Kageyama started to place open mouthed kisses on his neck and collarbones. Enjoying the taste of the younger man under him.

Seokjin was ignored as Kageyama unbuttoned his fluffy sweater with one hand. Slowly exposing his chest and letting his fingers travel around the fair and milky skin before his mouth took over.

"Stop! What are you doing?!" The wet sensation of a tongue running across his skin sent shivers down Seokjin's spine. It was unpleasant and he found himself slipping down onto the bed from his sitting position as he tried to get away without even realizing that he's doing that. His mind was out of his body.

"Such beauty is illegal. Your body, your face and voice. Your whole existence is illegal" The man was breathing on Seokjin's chest as he talked. Warm puffs of air were hitting the sensitive skin before the man started marking it. Loving how easily he could color it.

Kageyama pushed the singer down to be fully lying on the mattress as he hovered above him. Enjoying the sight of the singer under his hold.

"Shall I try you out?" Kageyama asked as if Seokjin was a product. His hand swiftly slid to the hem of the shorts Seokjin wore, touching the skin above it before meeting the fabric above the singer's private parts. Laughing at how fast Seokjin's hand moved to stop him.

Seokjin wasn't weak nor was the trembling grip on Kageyama's hand despite the tears which threatened to fall. He wasn't going to allow this man to violate his body by going any further than this. He could bear all the stomach rolling kisses and touches here and there but anything further than that was going to completely damage his pride and heart by destroying them to ash.

A sinister smile was displayed on Kageyama's face, he knew he could move his hand from Seokjin's surprisingly strong grip but played along with him "You're hurting me" He mocked.

"Please stop this" Seokjin wasn't sure to whom he was begging since his words always fell on deaf ears. The grin on Kageyama's face before he kissed him was proof of that. His words didn't matter to anyone.

When Kageyama's other hand gripped Seokjin's wrist. The singer had no choice but to let go of him or either his wrist would get bruised to the point he can't move it. It was pinned right next to his head. All the while the man abused his lips and Seokjin was sure that if he gets out of this place, he was never going to exchange a kiss with anyone. It made him sick.

"I can never get enough of your sinful lips. I'm sure what you have down there is even better" The singer squirmed under the intense gaze as he feared what was coming his way next. All these times he practiced boxing and self-defense with Jungkook were paying off nothing. Not even when he was completely free of any restrains. He was a living doll at the mercy of its master's hands.

The singer couldn't feel the stray tear which left his red eyes as Kageyama finally managed to expose all of his delicate body despite all the kicking he did along with the pitiful words that did nothing other than build more excitement up.