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Taesan didn’t date brats, a rule he had made for himself when he originally got into the BDSM community. The black-haired man was strangely chill, and had been since middle school– it made no sense for him to disrupt his calm lifestyle with a bratty submissive.
Then he met Leehan, and every ideal Taesan lived by was immediately challenged.
And the worst part? He fucking loved it.
He loved how Leehan could talk endlessly about subjects that interested him, yet also go completely silent and stare at Taesan with the widest eyes as he led Leehan around his favorite vinyl store.
Leehan showed up with a blanket if he wanted a quiet night in. If he wanted to vlog out on the town, Leehan dragged him into something that was bound to end up clipped on TikTok.
Leehan gave Taesan the courage to try new things, but never pushed him to do anything. It was perfect– he was perfect. Even if he acted like a brat at times.
Right now was one of those times. Taesan had been trying to edit for hours. Uploading footage from his camera to his PC, then uploading the files onto Premiere Pro, should’ve taken thirty minutes.
Only, his PC decided to crash, restarting the process completely.
That was fine. Taesan wasn’t in any rush to get the video out. He was actually editing in advance (for once).
However, when the man finally sat down to edit the vlog– Leehan decided it was the perfect time to need attention. “Yellow Aquarium liked my post!” He beamed, walking in as if he owned the office.
Taesan jumped, slightly startled. “That’s nice, babe.” He commented, the sound of his mouse clicking filling the silence. Leehan stood still for a moment, contemplating his words before continuing, “I think they’re gonna follow me soon…they’ve liked twelve of my posts in the last five days!”
Taesan hummed, nodding his head along as his boyfriend gushed over his favorite fish-keeping content creator. Eventually, though, Taesan needed to focus to get actual work done.
“Leehan-ah, I love you, but I have to finish this.” He said, spinning slightly in his chair to face the pacing blonde. Leehan stopped, his face crinkling into a scowl as his full lips formed a pout. “You said we could hang out tonight!” He argued back. The older let out a small laugh, “Yeah, tonight. It’s barely 4 pm.”
Leehan dug into the pockets of his jeans, fishing out his phone and tapping the screen before shoving the device in Taesan’s face. “It’s six .” He said plainly, placing his phone next to Taesan’s mouse and sitting on his lap.
Taesan leaned back into his chair, an amused expression taking over his face. “Leehan-ah…I’m working,” The black-haired man said firmly, tilting his head to make eye contact with the lanky man. “Y’know the rules.” He added, making a light flush appear across Leehan’s cheeks– yet the mischievous smile gave away the fact that this was Leehan’s plan the entire time.
The older let out a fake sigh, patting Leehan’s thigh. “Knees.” He decided, not having the patience to entertain anymore foreplay.
Leehan, though, wasn’t giving up so easily. “Make me.” He bit back, making excitement buzz inside Taesan’s chest. Taesan leaned in close, tilting his boyfriend’s chin so that their gazes met. His eyes were dark and his voice dominating, “ Knees, or don’t expect to cum for the next month .”
Leehan felt his heart skip a beat, not at the threat but at his boyfriend’s commanding tone. Before he could pull himself back together, he felt the familiar feeling of hardwood against his knees.
Pure muscle memory worked between the two men as Taesan’s fingers found Leehan’s styled curls, and Leehan’s fingers unbuckled his dom’s belt and pants– wasting no time at pulling out Taesan’s already semi-hard cock.
Leehan looked upwards to Taesan for permission, sparkling wide eyes looking like he needed dick in his mouth. Taesan nodded, “Go ahead, make me proud.”
The blonde licked the length, a smile appearing on his lips as he did so. His full lips pressed a gentle kiss to Taesan’s tip, repeating the movements before finally taking his boyfriend in his mouth.
“That’s it…” Taesan let out a breath of relief, feeling Leehan’s warm mouth sink lower and lower until the tip of his nose hit against his boyfriend’s crotch. Leehan’s eyes fluttered shut, a satisfied look plastering over his face as his brain melted with submission. “That’s what you needed, hm?” Taesan teased, playing with the blonde’s messy hair. “Needed my cock down your throat to make you behave?”
Leehan couldn’t answer verbally, but the blissed out expression was an answer within itself.
“Fuckin’ slut, can’t go a week without sucking dick— can you?” Taesan degraded, fondly remembering what he and Leehan had done just days prior. That got a reaction out of the sub, making his eyes flicker upwards towards his dom, twinkling.
“Yeah? You remember that?” Taesan asked, tugging at the back of Leehan’s head slightly. “You remember how I had to bend you over the kitchen counter to help you remember your manners?” Taesan asked, making Leehan hum around his cock. Leehan finally began moving his mouth up and down, never fully pulling off of his dom’s dick.
Taesan leaned back, watching the oral slut at work. He let his chest heave out groans of satisfaction before a devilish smile took over his relaxed expression. Harshly, he took the back of Leehan’s hair in his grip and slid to man’s head up and down at his own preferred pace, making Leehan’s eyes close as soft, wet gagging filled the room.
“C’mon hannie, you can take it.” Taesan encouraged, fake sympathy dripping from his tone almost as rapidly as drool dripped from Leehan’s lips. He pushed Leehan’s head further onto his cock, letting his tip hit the back of the man’s throat and causing him to actually gag.
Taesan untangled his fingers from the blonde locks, helping his boyfriend pull away from him. “You okay?” He asked sincerely, a new gentle aura entering his voice. Leehan nodded with watery eyes, “More.” He breathed, his wide eyes flickering between Taesan’s sharp eyes and his hard cock.
Taesan’s lips curled up, smirking at his boyfriend before pushing his mouth back down. Leehan moaned around the sensitive appendage, sending a wave of pleasure throughout his dom’s body— making the pleasure-fueled ribbon in his stomach tighten.
“Fuck, ‘m gonna cum.” The black-haired man warned, laughing softly at how Leehan’s pace only quickened. “Want it down your throat? Are you-“ A sharp breath left Taesan as Leehan swirled his tongue around dick, not breakign eye contact with the older. “Are you seriously that much of a slut? You need a load down your throat to behave?” Taesan added.
Leehan whimpered, pulling off and pressing exactly five kisses to Taesan’s tip before taking him back in.
It didn’t take long before warm milky liquid mixed with Leehan’s drool-filled mouth. Leehan pulled off of Taesan with a satisfying ‘pop!’ sound, making a pornographic scene of letting a drop of the salvia-semen mixture fall down from his flushed lips.
Taesan leaned back in his chair, sweat making his hair stick to his forehead lightly.
“You’re such a brat.” Taesan breathed, using a spare fast-food napkin on his desk to help clean up Leehan’s fucked-out mouth. Leehan smiled sleepily, leaning his cheek against the inside of Taesan’s thigh and breathing in the deep scent of his boyfriend. “Are you gonna stay down there?” The influencer asked as he buckled his pants back up. Leehan nodded sleepily, “I’ll behave.” He promised, and Taesan knew he meant it.