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One, two, three…
He found himself counting in his head, holding back from making a fool out of himself. He would not allow his body to release the overwhelming pleasure that was taking over his whole soul.
I cannot bend. His eyes filled with tears he refused to let out, and this is when he knew he screwed up and his body was no longer under his control but at the mercy of the man he despised so much.
SeungHyun.
“Tell me… how can I scape this curse of loving you this much?” His voice was a deep vibration that ran through Yuta’s entire body, not sure if his words meant love or disgust. His fingers were dancing inside Yuta’s hole with perfect coordination, not allowing a second for recovery. He could feel his walls twitching, as if they were asking for more, as if that wasn’t enough anymore.
SeungHyun’s mouth watered with anticipation.
Fuck, he’s driving me crazy. He thought, looking up at the ceiling as if some kind of God would come to save him if he prayed with enough devotion. But right now the only God he knew was under him, squirming and trembling because of him.
How did I end up in this fucking mess? Yuta thought to himself, that one vein on his neck getting more pronounced by the minute. For him to answer that question, he had to go back a little.
It was hours ago, he had ran away from SeungHyun’s embrace after throwing every single item in that motel room towards his head, hoping to hurt him just enough to knock him out.
“Fuck you and your sense of responsibility. I don’t need any of that, I hate your guts. Just die already!” He yelled, with a terrifying smile on his face that vanished just as fast as it came, throwing some random beer bottle he found along the way, the man chasing him maneuvered around it expertly.
The rain mixed with his tears, taking away the only honest evidence of his pain. He no longer had control of his emotions, the facade he’s been putting up to fool SeungHyun is now gone, leaving the real Otani Yuta stripped naked of his powerful shield that took ten years to build. He could hear his biggest regret call out his name behind him, dangerously catching up to him.
Then suddenly, there was nowhere to run. He found himself between life and death, before taking two seconds to think about it, the owner of those pearl eyes decided to take a leap of faith and jump, only to be pulled back abruptly. Was this the price he had to pay for looking down on people? He didn’t want to know the answer.
“Fucking listen to me for once, will you?” the tall man stood before him, trying to catch his breath. Yuta immediately answered with a slap.
“How about you listen to me…” his small silhouette dangerously took a step towards him, “and get the fuck away from me already?” His blood was boiling and his lips formed a cynical smile. His hand quickly grabbed SeungHyun’s shirt, pulling him close enough for their breaths to mix together. “You’ve always been so good at it” he let out an excruciating laugh, his words hitting the owner of those crimson eyes like a dagger straight to the heart.
After that, Yuta didn’t know exactly when things went south, he could recall SeungHyun rambling about how they’re the same, how guilty he felt for leaving ten years ago, and his pathetic loser confession. None of it convinced him, but his body has always betrayed him.
He found himself kissing that man, allowing him to take him back to the motel room on his arms and putting his heart on a platter once again. He felt weak. He loved those crimson eyes as much as he hated them, which made him feel like he was between the burning flames of hell and the harmonious chants of heaven.
He allowed the older man to bathe him and change him into one of the extra shirts he brought. Soon after that they sat in the chaos they had made hours ago in plain silence, just contemplating how much of a mess they were together.
“I…” Yuta started, immediately being cutoff.
“You need to stay” SeungHyun blurted out of the nowhere, forming a fist with his hands.
“No…” he answered, his voice trembling, unsure of what he actually meant.
“Why?” He asked softly, getting closer to Yuta’s burning face, making him hold his breath without noticing.
Before he could come up with a reply, his lips were being devoured once more by this red eyed beast. “S-SeungHyun… wait…” he begged when his lips were allowed to catch a break, only to be shut again without having enough time to put his thoughts together.
“I want you to stay”, that deep voice whispered, sending shivers through Yuta’s body. His fingertips caressed the back of his ears just like ten years ago. His hands started exploring Yuta’s temple under his oversized shirt as if it was the first time again.
SeungHyun’s eyes looked at him as if he was the most precious thing in the world, he did not need to say a word for Yuta to know how much he desired him.
He kept telling himself he didn’t want this as he kept returning SeungHyun’s kisses, he kept denying his feelings even when he allowed him to get between his legs. He wanted to see him squirm in despair and humiliation even when he wrapped his hands around his neck to bring him closer.
“I don’t… I want to…. I hate you” he managed to finally say, but his trembling body could do nothing but react to every place SeungHyun touched either with his hands or his lips, the contact being enough to ignite his skin.
SeungHyun didn’t say anything, instead, his skilled hand slowly moved towards that soft spot between Yuta’s legs, massaging the twitching entrance in circles with the tip of his fingers.
“Then why are you so hot down here?” His eyes looked up at Yuta’s beautiful lips, waiting for an answer before he decided to steal another kiss from him.
“I… fuck, it’s not what you think” he said, wondering why he was so weak when it came to this man, while at the same time giving him a defiant look.
Without further notice, SeungHyun fingers reached deep inside of him, his head tilted back in response to the sudden invasion. His screams were silenced by SeungHyun’s tongue which also happened to be reaching deep inside his mouth. The overwhelming stimulation was too much for him.
This is when he found himself counting. This is when SeungHyun had him bend to his will completely knocking any sense out of him.
Four, five, six…
SeungHyun pulled his own boxers all the way down, revealing his veiny cock and placing it near Yuta’s entrance. He started brushing his manhood against it up and down, pressing the tip hard enough to make Yuta let out a moan, his pulsating hole easily opening was the most cordial invitation. Even though SeungHyun was at his limit, he thought of something even more satisfying.
“I want you to ask for it” he demanded to the young man who responded by looking back at him in a condescending way, almost giving him a death stare. “Still not bending, huh? Are you really going to keep acting like a brat? You’re extremely prideful.”
SeungHyun took those lips that drove him crazy into a starving kiss.
The beautiful boy beneath him took the dare, knowing very well that SeungHyun was playing dirty, and this is what Yuta is best at. He allowed himself to be a menace as well, even more now after having lost every bit of his sanity only to be possessed by the haunting pleasure.
Both of Yuta’s hands moved down SeungHyun’s pronounced abs in a slow motion. He maintained eye contact as the tip of his finger touched SeungHyun’s throbbing cock, collecting the overflowing precum that served as proof of how much the man on top of him wanted this. He slowly took that finger in his mouth sucking on it while smiling softly.
“You taste of rice punch” he joked, recalling SeungHyun’s words from ten years ago.
Yuta noticed how every bit of self control slipped out of SeungHyun’s eyes, and for a moment he had a bad feeling. Maybe he did screw up this time.
The older grabbed both of his legs in a swift motion, bending him and putting them on each side of Yuta’s head, giving his hungry eyes a better view of the pulsing hole. Yuta’s eyes opened wide at the sudden change.
“What are you… Ah!”
Without a second thought, he put his tongue inside him aggressively, holding Yuta in place so he wouldn’t try to scape. The younger could feel how it got deeper and deeper, enough to make him go crazy. He bit his lower lip and put both hands on his mouth trying to prevent his moans from coming out, unsuccessfully. He could not believe that the Baek SeungHyun had his tongue dug inside him.
A minute after relentlessly fighting the feeling, he felt something shoot right through his entire body. Defenseless, all he could do was hold on to the bedsheets while his feet curled and body trembled against his will. It was as if his whole body had turned into some erogenous being. Yuta felt shivers running all over him, making him call out SeungHyun’s name with one of his hands gripping tightly on his dark hair.
When Yuta opened his eyes again, he was surprised to see that he still had a boner and there was no spilled semen anywhere. They both looked at each other in silence for a couple of seconds.
“Wow…” SeungHyun finally said “I’ve never seen something like this” instinctively, Yuta looked down to SeungHyun’s cock, somehow it looked like it got bigger.
What the actual fuck? Yuta thought to himself, feeling his cheeks burn hot. Before he could regain his sanity, SeungHyun quickly started teasing his nipples, sucking and biting on them, not giving him enough time to process what just happened and come back to his senses.
A few seconds went by like this, and he could not bear this anymore, why wasn’t SeungHyun putting it in already? He felt like he was goin to explode. Yuta didn’t feel like himself anymore, but being rational was no longer an option, all he knew was that his body needed SeungHyun now.
He pushed SeungHyun a little hard, leaving him confused. Then, he slowly opened his legs in front of him, his body still shaking. His subconscious took a fraction of a second to think about what he was about to do, but it was too late. Both of his hands were now positioned on his glutes, spreading himself apart as SeungHyun’s saliva dripped down.
“Please… put your cock inside me” he said in the most seductive way SeungHyun could have never imagined, making eye contact as he followed “I want it so bad…”
It was a sight for sore eyes. The real Ohtani Yuta was begging him to put his cock inside that beautifully wet hole.
“Fuck… you’re going to be the death of me, Yuta” SeungHyun said his name with such tenderness one could not believe the amount of deranged thoughts he was having at that moment. He imagined himself breaking that beautiful and delicate body to the point of no return, taking Yuta’s brattiness and defiance away completely.
No more time was wasted, SeungHyun accepted Yuta’s invitation to invade his insides once more, this time with his hard, throbbing cock. He put it in him slowly, and his mind went blank. It felt amazing, he felt as if Yuta’s hole was sucking him in deeper and deeper.
One, two, three…
Now it was SeungHyun counting, trying not to cum as soon as he put it all in, or else he’d look more pathetic. He then noticed how Yuta was biting his lips in an attempt to not be so loud with his moans. He started moving.
“Please… be louder for me. I want to hear you say what you’re thinking” SeungHyun whispered in his ear, and his thrusts turned aggressive, growling every time he hit that sweet spot inside Yuta.
“I want you to break me…” he said as he put his hands around SeungHyun’s neck, crossing both of his legs against his back, not willing to ever let him go.
Those words were like sweet melody to SeungHyun’s ears. With no hesitation he increased the intensity in which he was fucking him, whispering how beautiful he thought Yuta was and how much he loved being inside him.
“You’re so warm” SeungHyun said in between moans. “It’s almost as if you were made for me…
“Keep going… I think I’m gonna…”
And before he could finish that sentence, they both reached the long awaited climax almost at the same time, calling each other’s name. They laid on the bed breathless, their chests going up and down fastly, trying to catch their breath.
A couple of minutes went by, SeungHyun was still inside Yuta, his arms wrapped around him possessively.
“You can let me go, I’m not going anywhere”Yuta chuckled.
“I want to stay just like this for a bit longer, please?” He begged, digging his face in Yuta’s neck.
Yuta rolled his eyes and let a soft laugh out of his lips. How could he say no when SeungHyun is being this honest? He also wrapped his arms around SeungHyun’s neck, and they both fell asleep in that position. Someone was definitely going to get reprimanded the next morning for not pulling out the whole night.