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Hyunwoo could barely breathe.
His wrists ached like never before, and he was pretty sure the blood barely circulated. Of course, he was not risking anything very serious; Hyungwon wasn't that heartless. Regardless, Hyunwoo couldn't deny that the pain in his arms was quite arousing, his legs shaking from the influx of sensations. Indeed, Hyungwon had decided to tie him to the bed and made sure to drive the older one completely mad. Swallowing him down in one shot then making him cry out, the visual ran his fingers on the bruises slowly forming on his lover's skin. Indeed, his thighs were covered with red and purple marks as well, some bites so deep that Hyunwoo knew he would have a hard time sitting comfortably the next day. And while having his boyfriend's mouth on him usually was heaven, it felt nothing short of hell now. It was torturous, leaving him crying and shaking as Hyungwon sucked him off restlessly and denied him orgasms after orgasms. The fucker knew how sensitive Hyunwoo was when tired, and Hyungwon had his fun with it.
He would look at the leader, his eyes dark, then run his tongue on the sensitive vein or the tip. It would go on until the older man was shaking and writhing. He didn't know just how many orgasms Hyungwon denied him, but he was pretty sure it was more than four. It was just so much torture; finally getting close, feeling the fire pit in his stomach get bigger and bigger, than feeling Hyungwon just wrap his hand around the head so tightly Hyunwoo would be left unsatisfied.
He couldn't handle it anymore, he HAD to cum. Hyunwoo couldn't even stop the tears from running freely down his cheeks, nor could he stop the little whines leaving his mouth. He knew he sounded pathetic.
"H-Holy shit, Hyungwon! Ah, please!"
To be honest, Hyunwoo didn't even know what he was saying, but Hyungwon heard it well. Seeing the boy trash around and beg for release was entertaining enough, but Hyunwoo had rules to follow that he knew well.
"What did I tell you earlier?"
Hyungwon's voice was sharp and even lower than it usually was. Through the fog in his mind, Hyunwoo swiftly remembered Hyungwon ordering him to call him hyung, as a way to make up for the anger he had let out on him during their promotions. And Hyunwoo knew better than everyone that, when angered, his boyfriend didn't play nice.
Indeed, the younger man decided to be even crueler. His sweet, sweet torture was well thought; he drew the pleasure out of his lover by swallowing him to the base, lips tight and sealed around the girth. To many, his lack of gag reflex would be considered a blessing, but Hyunwoo knew better; oh, he knew so much better. Indeed, Hyungwon only used it to draw the most unholy sounds from him, like the scream that escaped his dry lips once he tightened his mouth around the base. Then, in the most cruel of ways, Hyungwon would either overstimulate him until he passed out or stop any release. However, Hyunwoo suspected he would be crueler this time around.
And he had been very right.
Hyungwon used his wicked tongue to trace every little veins, dig into the slit and wrap around the head. Under him, Hyunwoo was squirming and huffing little high-pitched cries, so precious for a man his built. The more he squirmed, the closer his release obviously was; Hyungwon didn't stop.
Instead, he swallowed even more tightly around his lover and started humming around the length, knowing the vibrations would drive Hyunwoo mad. And they did.
Enough so that the older man's back arched on its own, arms tensed against the headboard and six-pac contracting as he unraveled.
Hyungwon normally thought the sight was precious, adorable even. Yet, this time, he retrieved his mouth from Hyunwoo's twitching cock the second he came, the length dripping cum pathetically against his stomach.
Hyunwoo looked horrified and breathless, watery eyes half-opened in shock and distress. Breathily, he couldn't even stop himself from exhaling: "What the f–"
"You fucking dumb slut," Hyungwon growled, "I dare to touch you and you can't even obey? Is that what you're supposed to call me?"
Oh no. Oh fuck.
"O-Oh, no, I'm sorry, H-Hyungwon hyung, I-N-No! Too much, too much, ahh!"
Obviously, Hyungwon didn't care at all. He only took Hyunwoo in his hand again and started jerking him off at a quick speed, enjoying the way his leader was squirming under him. He looked absolutely stunning, with his tan skin covered in drops of his own cum and his cheeks being all red. At this point, the boy was moving so much the sounds of the handcuffs hitting the bed frames could be heard, but Hyungwon didn't give a damn. Not when his boyfriend was so beautifully spread out, hips jerking up against his will and screams leaving his mouth. It was obvious it hurt, from how much he even cried, and that was exactly what Hyungwon wanted. Besides, he knew he didn't actually hurt the boy: they had spoken about things like that before and had a safe word that Hyunwoo could call out if he wanted to. Yet, there weren't any safe words calling, so Hyungwon surely didn't stop there. He jerked Hyunwoo off until the vocalist could barely say a word, only sobs and non-sense leaving his mouth. Which, however, did not get any better once Hyungwon started tightening his hold on Hyunwoo's cock, hard enough for it to hurt. Truly hurt.
Yet, Hyunwoo's pretty, tan thighs shook and a few lovely screams escaped his red lips. Deep down, the leader knew there was something fucked up about getting off on hearing such words and being treated like a disobeying object, but he couldn't care less. Every few jerks, Hyungwon would tighten his hand around the head hard enough to cut the blood flow, keep it painfully tight for a few moments before getting back to the strong speed of his ulterior movements.
At this point, Hyunwoo's eyes were rolling to the back of his head at each word, and he could feel his own chest wet from all the precum. At this point, he couldn't even breathe properly; Hyungwon was going too fast and made sure to bite into his skin to keep him stimulated everywhere. This made the leader overly sensitive to every little touch, keeping him on the edge torturously for so long.
"Useless slut. Can't even handle half of what I give you? I can't believe I'm here touching you when you don't even deserve it."
Hyunwoo would have said something if he could. Or even moaned, but it seemed like all he could do was cry as Hyungwon brought him to another orgasm. One that he indeed wasn't even sure he could handle, yet had no choice but to as Hyungwon wouldn't listen to his complaints. He knew way too well his body would ache for days after this night, but Hyungwon's fingers around him, tugging on the head and licking it one time or two, felt like heaven. And hell, at the same time.
Maybe he deserved it. He didn't have it in mind to complain at all in the end, not when it somehow felt this good. This was the sweetest pain he had ever felt and he could not get enough; it was the type of sensation that Hyunwoo was living for, even. He didn't even think he had once been this hard, or this gone; this was all he had been craving, lately. To be put back into his place and left a shaking mess.
Then, Hyungwon tugged on his hair hard while covering his neck in hickeys, and that seemed to be the end of him. Another orgasm ran through Hyunwoo, leaving him a screaming and panting mess, cock pulsing hurtfully, yet, Hyungwon didn't stop.
The sight of Hyunwoo being this ruined was so damn pleasant to him, and he found himself talking again, a string of filth leaving his devilish mouth.
"Pathetic baby."
"You're such a brainless slut."
"Pitiful."
Hyunwoo whined more at each word. He was full-on sobbing now, head spinning and so out of it, he couldn't even comprehend what was happening. Hyungwon was restlessly flicking his thumb over the head, jerking him off with some quick, hard motions. That was until he slowly stopped and brought his full-of-cum hand to his mouth, licking every digit.
If Hyunwoo wouldn't have been so tired and worn out, his cock would have given a hearty twitch. And, just as he thought it was over, Hyungwon's hand wrapped around him again. The motion made his body freeze in terror.
"W-What? I-I-I can't! I-I'm, 'm gonn-gonna di-die!"
The singer just laughed and started stroking him again. There was nothing sweet about this laugh, though; it was all sadism and power.
Truth be told, Hyungwon's fingers were fucking magic, and the vocalist loved them more than anything. They perfectly knew how and where to touch to leave him breathless, which seemed to be working even more right now. It wasn't like it didn't hurt, but...It also felt good. Really, really good.
"No, you're not. You fucking love this."
And maybe Hyungwon was right, but Hyunwoo could barely register what was happening until he came a second time, body absolutely aching and mind going blank. This was absolutely ravaging, leaving his mind empty and every nerve of his body screaming in pain. Exactly what he had wanted, and he would have thanked every gay god for this if he could even remember his own name. While this had been extremely pleasurable, this was so tiring he wasn't sure he could handle this again another day without blacking out. Just the power Hyungwon had over him...
It took him some minutes to come back to earth, some in which he was glad that the younger man wasn't touching him. As soon as he actually gained a bit of brain and breath back, he started speaking in a broken way. His throat was hurting like hell, now, too.
"W-Well, that was intense…"
At this, Hyungwon laughed sadistically, and Hyunwoo didn't really understand. What? Why is he laughing?
"Was? Oh, baby, I'm not done with you."
Hyungwon thought Hyunwoo was precious and absolutely adorable for thinking he would be done so early with him. He promised himself to bring the man to his limits, whatever those were. It was a punishment, after all, right?
"W-Wha–Oh, fuck!"
Indeed, while Hyunwoo had been busy sorting his thoughts, Hyungwon had settled between his legs and had spread them wide correctly. Then, picking up his hips, the older man had lifted him up a bit and entered him without even giving a warning or preparing the boy, with his own spit as the only lubricant. Immediately, a loud cry of pain escaped the submissive, but Hyungwon didn't bulge and gripped his hips hard as he bottomed out.
He knew Hyunwoo could handle it. He had to show the boy who he belonged to, and how to treat his hyung properly. Just thinking about his earlier behavior made Hyungwon's blood boil.
Meanwhile, Hyunwoo was losing his mind. He hadn't expected to feel more tonight, especially not in those conditions, and his body ached more than it ever did before. Not even tireless hours of dance practice could make him feel as drained out as he was now, mouth open in a silent scream and eyes rolling to the back of his head. At this point, his head was even spinning, and he could barely hold himself right. There was something so good about being filled to the brim, and he felt even fuller now without any preparation.
For certain, earlier nights of tireless embraces left him open enough to be able to handle it, yet the pain still spread through him like wildfire. A wildfire he would have no choice but to let ravage him, burn him 'till ashes. He was going to be a good boy and take whatever Hyungwon had to give him, even if it meant that it would hurt. With Hyungwon, though, pain was always a synonym for pleasure so Hyunwoo held on for the ride.
"S-so big," choked out the older man as he trembled, not able to think about anything else than the fullness he felt at the moment. With his eyes closed and his breath held, he still felt his boyfriend softly kissing his jawline; a big contrast to the previous roughness of his movements.
"Hyung loves you," Hyungwon whispered, still making sure that his boyfriend knew. Of course, they talked about this before and that was supposed to be a punishment, but Hyungwon wasn't some kind of monster; his lover's well-being was the most important thing to his list, and saying this was important with everything he had said and would be saying. He loved Hyunwoo more than anything else, after all, and allowed him a little moment of softness that made the singer's lips curl into the softest smile.
However, this sweet moment did not last very long; Hyungwon's own smile soon became wicked and his pace was settled to one hard and rough. One that made Hyunwoo's smile die on his lips, along with hitching gaps escaping them. The boy could hardly hold on to anything, as his hands were tied, only moaning and letting Hyungwon abuse his body as he pleased. Indeed, they had done a lot of things since their first time, and it didn't take long for the oldest to understand Hyunwoo's body better than he himself did. Now, with just one thrust, he could locate his prostate and touch it at every thrust; so much that every scream in Hyunwoo's throat died down and he was left shaking and barely breathing properly.
Hyungwon, however, was in love with such a sight. Hyunwoo, from nature, was already beautiful, gorgeous even when laid out under him and getting fucked. Now, he was even prettier with hickeys adorning his tan skin and tears rolling down his cheeks. He was even tighter than usual, in addition, and Hyungwon couldn't help the groan leaving his lips as he thrusted into the tall man rapidly. He had never been this good, and seeing him like this, so obedient and fucked brainless after being such a fucking brat was the most rewarding reaction. This was what he had wanted to properly punish his little slut.
"Stupid, breeding bitch, where's that snarky little mouth now?"
As for Hyunwoo, the world was getting more and more blurry. Every word and thrust was leaving the boy closer to the painful edge, his body not being able to totally handle it nor to resist it, and therefore, he was just left sobbing heavily as his muscle contracted. His cock was an angry shade of red and purple against his stomach, leaking weakly, and Hyunwoo was starting to lose the grip of reality. He could hear Hyungwon's groans, though, those that left him so much closer due to how sexy Hyungwon's deep voice sounded. Plus, he couldn't even feel his arms or anything else other than the big cock moving inside him. The man above him, punishing him and making him his bitch just from a little rough play. Thinking he was so weak just excited Hyunwoo more, a moan leaving his lips; just as the younger man decided to do something that really almost threw the leader over the edge.
He, with all his cruelty, pressed his hand on Hyunwoo's stomach in order to feel himself fucking Hyunwoo through it. The latter thought this was incredibly hot, and the loudest whine escaped him.
Hyungwon is so fucking big he can feel himself through my stomach. Oh fuck, I'm not going to last.
"Just mine, all fucking mine. You're nothing but a toy for me; you exist to obey me. Is that clear? I shaped you for my cock."
Hyungwon truly had no idea how he could keep talking through it all without losing the grip of his ideas. He was playing unaffected, as this was part of the game, but by God… Hyunwoo was so tight and warm inside. He also looked amazing like that, and his little whines were delicious. Just the fact that their leader was willing to leave so much control in Hyungwon's hands was enough to make him incredibly hard, so he knew he wasn't going to last long.
Hyungwon did not want to be the one to lose it first. He was petty like that. Therefore, he did something he knew his boyfriend enjoyed greatly. He put his hands on Hyunwoo's throat and pressed slightly, just as he pounded into him the hardest he could. He could vaguely hear the sounds of the bedframe banging against the wall, but he didn't care; not when Hyunwoo was moaning in a choked way and nodding as best as he could with that teary look in his eyes. Teary look that made Hyungwon's dick throb as he thought that maybe, just maybe he was into making Hyunwoo cry.
Hyunwoo was very much into everything that was happening, too. He loved that Hyungwon didn't care about his crying and only used him as a cumdump. A toy for him to fuck into; which proved to be true when Hyungwon came inside of him with a loud moan, releasing his throat and instead gripping at his thighs tightly. The warm release filling him up had Hyunwoo moaning weakly in pleasure, his body finally having the impression it would have his much-needed rest.
However, Hyungwon did not stop the thrust of his hips, despite them jerking up a bit messily as they started to lose their rhythm. Indeed, Hyunwoo had forgotten his boyfriend was as into overstimulation as he was, and he felt a new wave of tears hitting him. Despite that, he couldn't deny how good it was to get fucked so sloppily and just messily.
"N-N-No! No! No, it hurts, it hurts, hyung!"
There was no real rhythm anymore, and Hyungwon just grabbed his chin as he forced Hyunwoo to look him in the eyes. Eyes that were dark and full of lust, control, eyes that were hot as hell.
"Say that you're fucking sorry. You think you can treat me like that? Think you can play tough with me?!"
Obviously, Hyungwon wasn't about to stop all torture on Hyunwoo, especially after saying such a sentence. Instead, he grabbed Hyunwoo's cock and started pumping it quickly. Immediately, the rapper's body started to ache and twitch violently, visibly at the edge of his limits. But Hyungwon wanted to push them just a little bit more, to be sure that the older man would learn his lesson for good.
"I-I-I'm sorry! Ah! Hyung, please, stop, fuck, fuck, fuck!"
And just as he talked, Hyungwon tightened his hand around the head, making Hyunwoo scream a curse in both pain and desperation.
"Ah! No-No! No, no, no, please, ah, hyung, hyung, please, please, let me cum!"
Truth be told, Hyunwoo did not really want to come. He wasn't even sure his body could handle it. Alas, he knew Hyungwon would not stop until he got what he wanted; and Hyunwoo definitely could not handle another dry or ruined orgasm. That would kill him for certain.
"Say that I own you," A thrust in his prostate. A violent one that made Hyunwoo's whole body twitch violently. "Say that I have complete power over you. You're just a little slut who takes what I give, and I decide whether or not you get to cum. You're my toy, mine, and you exist to please me. Never, never again you disrespect me like that, understood?
Maybe I should even fuck you in front of all of our bosses. In the company. You'd like that, uh? Everyone seeing me fucking your tight little hole? Bet they'd all be jealous I can pump our "tough" leader full of cum and leave him crying just with my cock…"
It was said through gritted teeth, and despite the harshness of the tone, the vocalist found himself aroused by every word. Yes, he was Hyungwon's and only his to use. He existed to be his cumdump, would let the man fuck him any time or anywhere if that's what he wanted. Even the trainees or their manager; they could all see how much of a slut Hyunwoo was for his hyung. How their seemingly big and serious leader melted as soon as the younger man laid a finger on him. How much of a cumslut he was.
"Y-Yes! Yes,yes,yesyesyesyes, fuck, I'm yours! Hyung's toys, hyung's cumslut, want you to pump me full in front of everyone and s-show them how much of a slut I am–God, yes! Hyung!"
Hyunwoo's umpteenth orgasm hit him like a bus, making the older man sob at full force from the strength of it, even if it was painful as hell. Distantly, he could feel Hyungwon groaning about how fucking tight he was as he came inside him a second time, but he didn't get to hear more as his head just dropped onto the pillow and his eyes closed. He truly couldn't handle it anymore and blacked out from the intensity of it all.
Without much surprise, Hyunwoo woke up untied and cleaned up when he woke up the next day. Hyungwon was sleeping next to him, holding him tightly, and the leader found himself smiling. On the nightstand was a glass of water and breakfast, which meant Hyungwon had probably woken up just to cook before falling back asleep. The vocalist now really regretted what he had said yesterday, not meaning any word of it and intending to truly make it up to his lover; even if the younger boy did punish him well, as he could barely feel his body but felt more relaxed than ever. He had not rested this well in weeks and smiled even more as he took a sip of water before cuddling back against his younger boyfriend. He loved his lover a lot, and nothing could change that; even if it took a rough fucking from time to time, Hyunwoo was happy to oblige.