I'm In Trouble

Clip 4

A/N : just a warning beforehand

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Swept off his feet again was the reporter as his own tongue swirled around the pop star's, giving it a light suck as he pulled him closer. He knew he should stop or push him away but when Minhyun wrapped his arms around his waist, all Baekho wanted to do was answer. He wrapped his arms around Minhyun's shoulders and with their lips still locked, both stumbled towards the bed. Minhyun parted to remove his shirt, pulling Baekho's off immediately as well. He grabbed the male and pushed him down onto the bed, attaching their lips wildly again until they were kissed a pretty red. Baekho felt all his control slipping as he returned each and every kiss eagerly. Minhyun's hands on his waist felt right but not enough as he pulled the pop star lower until their hips met. Minhyun cooed and started to kiss lower, trailing it along his neck as he grinded down on the male.

"You like this, hmm?" Minhyun asked teasingly as he dragged a tongue across Baekho's hardened nipples. The reporter jolted and he bit his lower lip. Again, he was losing a battle he had told himself to fight against but the wave was Minhyun and he couldn't. His tears broke out and Minhyun paused, staring at Baekho before smiling warmly. It made Baekho's heart throb in pain. "Why are you crying, sweetie? We only just started."

"I... I came here today... To tell you that I can't do this," Baekho cried and rubbed his tears away with his arms. Minhyun stood up and raised his brows.

"What are you saying? We had a deal."

"No! You forced it onto me. I..." Baekho gulped and clenched his fists. Minhyun scowled and pulled Baekho's pants off. "Ah- Stop it!"

"No!" Minhyun growled and Baekho trembled. He gasped when Minhyun turned him around furiously. The sudden change in aggression shocked Baekho. He tried to crawl away but the angered male pulled him back by the hip and bit down on his shoulder. Baekho cried out in pain. "I won't stop."

"Why? You barely even know me," Baekho sobbed. He flinched when Minhyun pulled his underwear lower and ran his fingers along his penis, digging into the tip painfully. "Agh- Minhyun, please."

"You followed me around for days. You should know by now that I'll keep a tight hold on what I want," Minhyun whispered into his ear before biting down on the sensitive lobe and licking it. Baekho shuddered as Minhyun's other hand pinched and pulled his nipple. He cried more and grasped at the sheet. "You want me just as much, don't you?"

"I'm sorry," Baekho sobbed. Minhyun frowned and brought his other hand up as well, abusing Baekho's nipples. Baekho twitched and squirmed under Minhyun's hold as his back was pressed firmly against the pop star's. "Hah- ugh-"

Minhyun pressed his clothed hard member against Baekho's twitching hole that could still remember Minhyun from the night before. His body was lit again just like the night before. "Look at you. Poor little Baekho, fighting against the world by his lonesome."

Baekho bit his lip and held Minhyun's hands, trying to stop him when he felt his energy come back to him but Minhyun pinched them hard and he flinched. "Ugh- No. It hurts."

"That's right. That's how my heart feels if you keep rejecting me," Minhyun said and let him go, gliding his hands down Baekho's body that felt like every touch left a mark. Minhyun's hands felt so good. He was beginning to lose his mind again as Minhyun touched front and back, managing the first digit inside without lubricant. "At least your body isn't rejecting me."

"N-no- mmph-" Minhyun covered his mouth and slid a second finger inside. Baekho shuddered and panted into the hand. He was weak in his knees and stomach, barely able to use his strength against the man who literally made him this way. What was the point of his training when he couldn't even use it against people when it counted?

"Oh, Baekho. Sweet little Baekho," Minhyun teased and kissed the bite mark. Baekho groaned and shut his eyes, one hand weakly pulling at Minhyun's and the other just trying to balance himself. Minhyun placed gentle kisses on his back while stretching his insides. "I don't make promises I don't keep. I actually have something really interesting to share with you."

Baekho wanted to listen but his mind was already a whirlpool of emotions, incapable of anymore input except the fact that Minhyun was about to fuck him again and he would willingly take it. Minhyun seemed to have catch on his situation and moved his hand away, letting him breathe fresh air with his mouth. The pop star lowered his pants and underwear, sliding on a condom swiftly before sliding himself inside. Baekho grunted and bit his lip again as Minhyun went in all the way.

"Much more welcoming than yesterday. I'll call it progress until you remember me always," Minhyun cooed while rubbing gentle circles on his back. Baekho blinked away the hazy tears before he whimpered as Minhyun started to move. His gasps became uncontrollable moans again as Minhyun managed to hit his prostrate every time he thrusted inwards.

"Ahh-"

"Say my name, Baekho," Minhyun whispered and kissed his tear stained cheek.

"Gh- Min mm.... Minhyun," Baekho choked out. Minhyun smiled and quickened his pace.

"Let me hear you more," Minhyun spoke in that ordering tone of his and Baekho could only comply. He had lost the urge to fight from the first kiss as he moaned out the pop star's name, accepting each thrust willingly and even responding to it by clenching down once in awhile. Minhyun moaned out softly, hands gripping the sides of his slim waist until red marks stretched across the skin. Baekho pressed his face against his arms as their bodies made the bed creaked. Minhyun made him feel good even when he didn't want to. The pressure built up in his belly and he reached down.

"M-Minhyun, cum-mming."

"Cum then," Minhyun cooed and Baekho stroked himself. He ejaculated all over the sheet before Minhyun followed along with moans as their background noise and synchronised pants following up later. Minhyun pulled out and rolled Baekho onto his side. The reporter looked defeated thoroughly and he kissed his cheek. "Take a little rest. I'll clean up."