The Melody Of The Heart [Markjin] Completed

♤Bonus ♤

"What about Jackson?" Asked Jinyoung when the room door closed and Mark was lying flat on the bed after Jinyoung pushed him relentlessly. The truth was, he hadn't been budged with Jackson at the time, and if he'd been in the room in the middle of them fucking, it would have turned him on more as well as Mark.

"He's gone to his date with BamBam, he will be back any time soon." Mark teased as the slut he was, pulling Jinyoung on top of him and smiled at his boyfriend. The temptation that rose the moment Mark mentioned they might be caught being naughty, only rose the sparks of arousal withing Jinyoung who pinned Mark's wrists down. Well it was huge turn on for Mark as well, since he'll be naughty little worthless slut whining for his Master to fuck him harder and hurt him more. The thought itself slipped the moan from Mark's lips that soon had been kissed by other.

The sensation of the lips going down his throat, the edges of sharp teeth slightly sinking into his pale white skin to tease him, hand was desoarately working to undo the belt of Mark's jeans. He missed this, he missed the way he fell in submission just under the gaze another offered on daily occasions, he loved when he was humiliated until he was self doubting and until the melody in his chest echoed in strict staccato and forte with lower octaves and then switch to passionate notes in legatto.

He closed his eyes, feeling the hand that like a snake crawled upon his abdomen and chest, under the shirt teasing the hardened bud of his nipple and pinching it slightly just for the pleasure of the moment when Mark arched his back from the mattress and sucked into his lover lip. Teeth sank into his main artery on the neck, leaving a ouncture wound and stings of pain that echoed in Mark's head in high pitched notes.

"Oh God. Such a sublime creature you are, can't wait to ruin your pride and make you daddy's worthless little whore. What do you say?" Jinyoung whispered against the earlobe, his hot breath faning across Mark's ear who shivered at low echoes steading awakening arousal withing his stomach, jeans getting tighter as he gasped, eyes closed, "Answer when I speak to you baby... Don't make me mad."

"I wanna be your little useless bitch." He replied, arching his back once more to get some friction between their hardening cocks but Jinyoung only moved back stripping of his shirt and throwing it aside, "Get naked, slut."

Mark complied, stripping if the hoodie and pants he wore to kick them aside really quickly, sitting on his heels against the bed. His arousal obvious in his boxers, and cheeks flushed from the heat of the moment where Jinyoung was stripping him out of his skin, making him more naked than he already was. It was getting tighter to leave the boxers on.

"Boxers too baby, wanna see your little cock." Jinyoung said challenging, voice raspy and if you ask the other, he could orgasm just by listening to those low minor scales of his voice, as if the each note hit his prostate perfectly and as aphrodisiac rushed his blood into his small (actually not) cock, that threathened to slip past the waist and Mark sucked his bottom lip, he felt like teasing the smirk on Jinyoung's face until it would turn into a frown of pure anger that rose the fear in his bones.

Instead of slipping out, he moaned lying on his back and his palm shakily landing on his bulge of small dick he owned and massaged in circular motion as he was propped on another elbow. He constantly missed the spot that curled his toes but the truth was he could not orgasm without Jinyoung. Whether to annoy Jinyoung or make him mad, he moaned when his other hand teased hardened bud that with only one touch made Mark's body shiver.

"Markie has been bad, what is daddy gonna do about it?" He moaned daddy in seductive tone, it was like that teasing melody that came right before something in forte and possibly fast. He was remembered of one composition where the danger was evident in its notes, and from the way Jinyoung watched him with crossed arms and frown upon his face, he was in trouble.