Fear | K.th [Editing]

Two Birds, One Stone [75°]

no one has brought this up yet, but i should've been putting ⚠️trigger warning⚠️ on chapters that could be triggering to some of my readers. i really hope my ignorance didn't cause any of you harm or relapse and i want to apologize. yes, i have warnings on the first chapter, however, i should have also put them in the chapters that could trigger some of my readers. i also want to make it clear that i in no way am trying to romanticize these issues, rather, to bring awareness. if there's something you don't understand, please educate yourself and/or ask questions if you have the desire to help someone going through similar issues. again, i want to publicly apologize for my negligence 💜 💜

⚠️TW: DRUG ABUSE, SEXUAL ABUSE, ED (EATING DISORDER), ⚠️

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Korain pops off the security guards dick, mouth hung open as he pants and coughs harshly. His head is dragged around by the roots, eyes lidded over as he dumbly reaches forward to clutch the wrinkled uniform pants of the man he was just pleasuring.

"Please, I-I promise...I'll be gud." He slurs, shivering and burning up at the same time; strands of hair matted to his forehead. Korain looks sickly, but that doesn't matter to the sleezy guard who just wants a quickie; not having any action in months working the night shift until the man on his knees in front of him stumbled in on him while he was dropping a drug. The man didn't even have to threaten Korain to keep his mouth shut; the tatted male agreeing to being his cocksleeve if it meant he'd be supplied with drugs.

Korain had promised the AA instructor that he would stay clean, but seeing the white powder lined up with a key card, glistening in the light of the desk lamp, made him completely forget about staying sober.

The security guard teases Korain, pulling him back and forward by his hair; watching as drool runs down the males chin and down his throat where it pools in front of his boots. He hears the faint pleads come from Korain and snickers. "You know the rules; you make me cum and I give you what you want." All Korain wants is male acceptance; craves for it more than any amount of dust that could give him a brief moment of euphoria.

But he'll never have the balls to admit it aloud.

The security guard knows of Korain's weakness's; and uses that against him. He mocks and heckles as he watches Korain go down on him again, groaning out at the way his head bobs up and down; eager to get him to finish. "Too bad they made you take out your tongue piercing, would've felt fuckin' amazing." He laughs at the thought, moving his leg in between Korain's thighs to press his foot against the growing bulge in his pants.

Korain gasps at the sensation, eyes widening. He's quick to try to pull off, but the guard is ahead of him; pushing his head back down to take him all. Korain frantically searches for something to cling onto, nose up against his pubic hair.

The man chuckles wickedly, lowering his gaze onto Korain. His hips thrust upward when he cums, the tatted male going slack in his hold. All Korain can do is wait for him to finish before being pulled off by his hair. He gasps for air, cum trickling out of his mouth.

Korain wipes the saliva and cum around his mouth off with the back of his hand as he takes a few deep breaths. He scratches his neck roughly, glancing over his shoulder. "A'ight, Yohan...can-can I get it now?"

The guard nods, tucking himself back in before turning to his desk and grabbing the key around his neck. Korain watches quietly from beside him. Yohan opens up a cabinet to pull out a small baggie with white powder inside, dangling it in front of the druggie with a cheeky grin on his face. Korain licks his cracked lips at the sight, impatiently waiting to wrap his fingers around the bag and leaving.