ONLY MINE
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When Joong, a fiercely possessive and hopelessly in-love boyfriend, finally gets uninterrupted time alone with Dunk, their quiet weekend turns into anything but innocent. What begins with sweet teasing and playful tension quickly spirals into a series of passionate, intimate encounters each one deeper, rougher, and more consuming than the last.
Set behind closed doors, Only Mine is a story of raw desire, deep emotional connection, and the kind of love that claims every inch of you, mind, body, and soul. From heated kisses on the couch to tender confessions in the shower, Joong and Dunk discover that love isn't just about the fire... it's about the calm that follows, too.
Possessive touches. Breathless moans. Gentle afterglow.
And a promise: You're mine. Always.
Disclaimer:
This story is a work of fiction and is intended for mature audiences only (18+). It contains explicit sexual content, strong language, and themes of possessiveness within a consensual romantic relationship.
All characters and scenarios are fictional and not meant to reflect the real personalities or actions of any individuals, including Joong and Dunk. This fanfiction is purely for entertainment purposes and affiliated with or endorsed by the real people portrayed.
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