"Such a naughty baby. Did daddy say you could touch yourself?" Those longer fingers traced along the edge of where his leg meant his torso, before traveling down, pressing against the head of the plug, forcing it deeper.
"I'm sorry, daddy. I couldn't help it." The blunt head was pressing against his prostate, the pressure almost too much after coming so close. His thighs flexed, hips pressing down into the bed like he couldn't decide if he wanted to take the toy in deeper or wanted to force it out of him.
"Did you make yourself come too?" It twisted against, a soft thrust that had him crying out, hips finally rocking downwards, attempting to ride the thick length that was buried within him.
"No. I didn't have daddy's permission." He had wanted to. Had come so close. Could feel it right there, building so quickly. But he had forced himself to stop. Had pulled his fingers from his tight heat and stuffed himself full before he could.
"That's my good boy. Should daddy give you a reward?" Deep with his stomach there was a burning put of fire rising up, thick flames licking against his insides and threatening to spill over at any moment.
"Want your cock." It wasn't enough. Hard silicone wasn't enough. Wasn't long enough. Thick enough. He couldn't feel it in his back, couldn't watch the way it made his stomach bulge obscenely with each thrust. "Please. I've been so good."
"You sound so beautiful begging for me." Did he? Because to his ears he just sounded pathetic. Laying there with his legs spread wide, open and ready and begging to be filled with cock. It sounded so needy and desperate and he couldn't imagine how he looked. With his hair messy and his cheeks flushed pink and tears springing to his dark eyes. Lips swollen and red, chest rising and falling with the intensity of his own breathing.
But he was drawn out of his own dark thoughts by the sound of fabric rustling, of jeans being tugged down, and he gasped as he saw that there was nothing underneath. Just inches of smooth, tanned skin, muscles straining and flexing with each movement. God he wanted to sink his teeth into those thighs. Wanted to leave marks along the surface. Want to straddle on and ride it. He could feel his mouth watering even before those eyes traveled up, taking in the sight of that beautiful cock straining up against the other's stomach. Cried out with anticipation, legs falling even further apart, hips lifting in invitation.
"So needy." Those fingers grasped the base of the plug that rested inside him, twisted slowly in a pleasurable form of torture. Pressed it further in before tugging, careful as it caught on his abused, puffy rim, sighing as it popped free and trickle of lube followed. "So wet and ready for me. God baby, I can't wait to be inside you."
A whine rose up then, body feeling like it was on fire. Like it was being drawn taunt, a string caught between two opposing forces. Felt like he would die if he didn't have something back inside of him. Lifted his leg even further, arm slipping beneath it and going to globes of his ass, spreading them slowly, leaving him open and exposed, pretty little hole clenching around nothing. So empty.
Groaning, Jungkook grasped the base of his own cock, free hand twisting in the sheets beside the other's hip, slowly nudging the thick head against the outer rim, circling it slowly before slipping inside. The descent was so slow, so painfully slow, and he felt his walls being stretched so perfectly. Felt himself being fucked open until he felt strung out, raw and exposed. Until the other bottomed out inside him, hips pressed flush and he was crying out. Until his own cock was straining, tip a dark, angry purple, oozing salty streams of pre-cum.
Cried out as his hips were grasped and he was moved, tugged downwards and lifted, until his leg was practically pressed all the way back against his chest, and for the first time he actually had a reason for all of his flexibility. Sighed as he glanced down, watching the way his stomach swelled with each thrust, cock bouncing with the force of it. Felt that string tighten impossibly, drawn out until it was snapping, until he was coming, thick spurt of come splattering across his own stomach and chest.
"So messy." He wanted to scream as Jungkook pulled out. As he was left empty and wanting. But there was a sharp smack against his thigh and a single eye slipped open, barely able to see through his own lashes. "On your knees for me."
His body almost refused to move. Limbs shaking as he shifted, as he rolled over and got back into place. As he let his shoulders roll forward, pressed down into the matteress. As his hips raised high and his legs spread and he presented himself so perfectly, glancing back over the arch of his back, lips parted and eyes leaking tears.
"Such a good boy. So pretty for me." A sharp jolt almost sent him sprawling, barely catching himself as a hand connected with his ass, the slap quick and harsh. When another came he was more prepared, crying out as the flash of pain somehow transformed into pleasure. Another on the left, then again on the right, until he couldn't even keep track of the number any more. Until his ass was red and the flesh was swollen and numb and he barely even felt it when that thick cock slide back inside him.
Barely felt hands squeezing his hips, only knew that he was rocking back, desperate to take it in deeper. That his walls were clenching, practically milking the length as it moved inside him. Felt himself being pressed down into the mattress until his shoulders ached and he felt like his back was going to break. Until he was hard and straining, desperate for friction.
"You gonna come untouched for me again?" That voice was like a deep growl being pressed directly against his ear, before teeth were sinking into the flesh and making him cry out. A mixture of sobs and moans and cries had left his throat abused and raw, but he felt the first rumbles stirring within his chest. Felt his stomach tighten, felt the heat starting to spill over. Knew that he was coming even before he felt the first thick pulses of come hitting his skin. Felt the scream tearing up his throat, falling from his swollen lips in the form of the other's name.
Sobbed in desperation as he felt Jungkook pull out again, like he might die if he didn't have a cock inside of him. Barely even noticed as he was being moved onto his back, as a weight was baring down over him. As arms lifted around the other's shoulders, nailed digging into flesh, fingers twisting into dark hair. There were lips pressing against his, pressing into his throat, and he didn't realize until that moment how out of it he was. Not until he heard soft mummers against his ear, about how good he was. How pretty. How close Jungkook was.
"So close baby. Gonna make me come so much. Gonna fill you up so well." A weak cry left his throat, walls clenching, legs lifting and tightening around the other's hips. Drew him down, drew him in, until there was nothing between them but the night. Until there was only air and light and he felt it, the first thick ropes of come filling him. Felt those hips falter as Jungkook sunk down into his heat, giving him everything.
And he took all of it. Sighed as he felt himself being filled, being stretched, moaned at the sensation of it. Kept his legs wrapped tight, pressing Jungkook down into him until it was over, until the last weak spurt was finished and he fell back, feeling the way darkness was starting to creep in around the edge of his vision.
