A Dying Flower | K.sj

Red's game

It always disgusted Seokjin whenever Red would connect his lips with his own. It rolled his stomach. He never liked it, never until today where it felt just right to have someone kiss him deeply and passionately.

In the back of Seokjin's mind, he was aware of how wrong it was to feel like this, how much he hated Red's touch and how this man was the last person he would want to sleep with but all that didn't matter in this moment which took over all of his mind and body. All that mattered right now is getting the pain he's feeling to stop and for his sudden sexual desires to end.

"Please..." Seokjin wanted Red to stop playing around, he was still in pain even though he was enjoying the kisses and touches here and there.

"Patience my princess."

Every touch from Red as he took off what covered Seokjin's body after freeing his legs managed to make him needier. The attention Red was starting to give his body felt great but he was yet to be satisfied.

A needy Seokjin was something new. He was so much easier to deal with than his normal stubborn personality. As long as the drugs were in his system, Seokjin would continue to act like an animal in heat just like the drug they added to his drink was supposed to make him feel.

Red wasn't planning on letting his body temperature go down soon. He touched Seokjin's aching member teasingly, enjoying the small moans and whimpers as he ran his hand along the length slowly. His fingers squeezing the head and massaging the area softly before pushing the tip of his finger into the leaking slit, emitting a rather high moan from Seokjin.

The sound did not just reach Red's ears but his cock too, it was heavenly. No wonder fans followed him and his friends everywhere. He was sure these so called fans would wet themselves if this kind of voice was to be heard through their headphones. Seokjin's sight right now would finish all of them off.

The man above Seokjin couldn't resist pulling his phone out of his jacket's pocket and taking a few pictures of what had made what's in his pants excited. It was to add to his personal collection, only for his eyes to see.

As Red's hand worked on pleasuring Seokjin, his mouth worked on swallowing all of his muffled moans from his sinful lips. It continued until Seokjin arched his back as he was on the edge in no time, a few more strokes would have finished this all but his long awaited orgasm never came. Red had stopped moving his hand and instead held the throbbing member tightly. Not allowing this to end yet as Seokjin was wishing for.

"No, please." Seokjin's voice was breathy and small. It was as if his soul was going to leave his body as his orgasm neared. The euphoria caused by Red's hand might have made him forgot his own name. Everything felt too heavenly until nothing was pushing him to his release anymore.

Pleading wasn't going to help but it wasn't something Seokjin knew. He begged Red to finally grant him this one thing but how could Red do that when he was yet to have his own fun?

All it took was a little wait for Seokjin to come down from his high a bit before Red had penetrated him without any warning or preparation since Seokjin no longer needed that, finally truly having his way with him for the first time. It's been a month or two since Red had got to have this type of fun with anyone so this was something refreshing and exciting and the way Seokjin's walls hugged him tightly had him moving.

The pace Red had set didn't start soft but not so fast, he didn't want to end things early and made sure to let Seokjin enjoy this as much as him. He left marks all over his body which was already marked. He also made sure to search for Seokjin's sweet spot which no one bothered to search for before and hit it frequently, wrecking the young man under him more than he already is.