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Hyunjin smiles back at the camera as the next song begins to play, three fingers buried deep inside of his twitching entrance as the heavy bass pours from his speakers to fill the room. "So full…" He gasps out, eyes sparking with mischief. "Bet it's still not enough to prep for how big and hard you are, though."
He crooks his slender digits until he's brushing over that tiny bundle of nerves, eyes rolling back as he listens to the chime of comments and tips flooding in.
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It was time for the finale.
He eases back onto his knees, reaching for his favorite dildo, checking to make sure the fluid pump was filled. He eases down onto the large cock, moaning loudly as it stretches him out. "F-fuck Daddy! No one fucks me like you do. Look at how you stuffed this tight little ass."
Slowly, he increases his speed, gaze on the camera as he reaches down to fist his aching length. He pushes back his sweat slicked locks, gaze dark and needy as he licks his lips. "Princess waited all day for Daddy like a good boy. Hurry up and fucking fill me up."
He feels the tip slam against his prostate, angling his hips to keep it there. "Breed me, Daddy. Give it to me." He whines lewdly as he speeds up, bouncing faster on the thick toy, eyes fluttering up over the camera for a fraction of a second before he cums. There are stars painting his vision white, body jerking as he spills all over his stomach as the toy explodes inside of him. The white fluid leaks from his entrance as he pants softly, moving onto all fours to show the camera as he pushes it out, warm creamy essence running down his legs. "You made a mess, Daddy. One day you're gonna come over here and clean it up yourself," he smirks. "Until next time!" he says with a purr, winking at the red light before ending the broadcast.
He bites at the inside of his cheek, mentally counting down as he allows his eyes to flicker past the camera to the older male settled in the corner, "Daddy,” he whispers with a dark gaze.
He slips four fingers inside now, mewling kitten soft as he whimpers for Chan. "Finally big enough for you. Fucked myself open like a good boy." He eases over to the foot of the bed, mouth hanging open as he waits for Chan to stand.
"You did so well, but what was it you said about having to clean up my mess?" Chan asks, gaze dark. The thumb against his lip was gentle, hooking into his mouth and pushing his jaw open even wider. He wastes no time before pushing in, cock sliding into Hyunjin's throat. "You're gonna be a good little slut and swallow all Daddy's cum, aren't you?" he asks, hips rocking harder. Hyunjin could feel tears gathering at the corner of his eyes, dick standing hard against his abdomen. Chan pulls away from his mouth and he chases after the thick shaft, dribble running down his chin as he looks up into Chan's eyes. "Yes, Daddy! I'll swallow it all. Princess is Daddy's good little slut!"
"And what does Princess Jinnie get if he does a good job?" Chan asks with a smirk.
"Reward!" Hyunjin says with stars in his eyes. "Princess gets reward! Want it, Daddy. Please. It's my favorite."
Chan chuckles, brushing the tip of his index along the line of Hyunjin's throat as he pushes back into his mouth, tipping his head until he finds the perfect angle.
He fucks into his throat, the slide and wet warmness of the dancer's mouth drawing a low growl from his lips. "Princess is gonna swallow everything he's given, and as a reward Daddy is gonna fuck him like the dirty fucking dog he is. Gonna fill him up with Daddy's pups and he's gonna take it like a good little bitch, right?"
Hyunjin can only whimper around the thickness, gaze pleading as he allows his throat to be used.
"That's my good boy. Gonna cum and you better not spill a single drop, no matter how good you look with your pretty little face covered in Daddy's seed,” he says with a coo. He rocks his hips faster now, eyes rolling back as he approaches his peak, Hyunjin's throat bulging around his girth.
Hyunjin is leaking, precum beading along his slit as he's used. He had known he was playing with fire by taunting Chan while the camera ran, he was actually quite surprised the elder managed to hold back long enough for him to finish. He gags slightly, breathing in deeply through his nose. It felt good, the burn. Chan was thick and long and he filled Hyunjin perfectly no matter which hole he chose to fuck. He keeps his gaze locked on Chan’s, ever obedient even as he could fill his eyes brimming with tears. He relaxes his throat around Chan’s cock, taking it like a good boy.
Chan's fingers slide through Hyunjin's dark locks, tugging as he feels himself reaching his climax thinking about today's broadcast. Fuck . His hips stutter off pace, his lips parting in a low growl as he finally empties into Hyunjin's waiting mouth, feeling him swallow around his cock. He pulls back once he's finished, grabbing the other by the jaw to inspect his visage. "Good dog,” he says with a dimpled grin, pushing Hyunjin to rest on his back. He crawls over him, mouth latching onto his neck and leaving a trail of fire in its wake.
Hyunjin was gone, head so deep in his submission that he could barely form words. The sting of every bite served to rile him up further, his aching length throbbing where it rests. "P-please…" he chokes out, voice rough and eyes hooded. Chan loves it when he gets this way. He continues his kisses and touches, moving down along the other's form until he can latch onto an ankle. He bites gently, nuzzling the soft skin before he runs his tongue along the bottom of his foot, lips wrapping around his big toe. He sucks at it slowly, lavishing it with attention before kissing and nipping along the other four. “You’re so fucking sexy,” he breathes out as he takes his time, giving each one the proper care. He slowly works his tongue down along the smooth calve of the younger, stopping only at the thigh to bury his face against the warmth. He leaves bruises blooming against the pale expanse, skipping over Hyunjin's groin in order to do the exact same to the opposite side. When he's pleased with his work, he finally moves up onto his knees. "Ready, Princess?" he asks, tilting his head just slightly.
He gently lifts Hyunjin’s legs to rest on his shoulders, guiding himself in slowly, he shivers as he sinks into the warmth. He kisses Hyunjin's ankle, giving him a moment to adjust to his size before slowly pulling back. There’s a glint in his eye, something dark, and before Hyunjin knows it, he’s being fucked into, head snapping back from the force. This is how he liked it, loved it. He gasps out, back arching as Chan slams into him. He feels the friction against his walls, reveling in the feeling. He wraps his legs around Chan’s neck, rocking back as best as he could manage. He feels the burn in his thighs, along the base of his spine, and up to his neck. It hurts so good. “Daddy!” he chokes out.
They move together at a steady pace, Chan whispering dirty things that fill the space between them. The air is electric and Hyunjin can feel his cheeks blushing a deep red, his lips parting to speak words of affirmation. He could never deny the filthy things the elder said, knowing deep down that they were all true. “I’m Daddy’s filthy cumslut, can’t wait until y-you fucking fill me up,” he whines, head lolling to the side as he pants. “Fuck me harder, Daddy. Give me more!” Chan was more than willing to oblige, fucking harder into the taller male spread out beneath him.
“Chan! Fuck!” he whines, hands fisted in the sheets as he’s thrust into. His vision flashes in bright spots, chest flushed as he looks up at the man he loves.
Chan is beyond well endowed, his length filling Hyunjin in places he didn’t even know existed. It’s always like this with the elder, Chan taking him to new heights with each time they fuck. He closes his eyes as Chan brushes the spot that made him see stars, his cock twitching and throbbing against his stomach as he whimpers for more. “Can I… P-please,” he whispers, hand moving to press down against where the tip of Chan’s cock bumps against his abdomen. Chan groans as he looks down at the sight, lips parted in a silent cry as he nods, watching the way Hyunjin’s long fingers wrap around his leaking cock, thumb teasing the slit. He continues aiming for Hyunjin’s prostate, eyes rolling back as every sound the younger makes is like music to his ears.
He speeds up his movements, the friction driving him crazy. His chest is heaving now, head spinning as he tightens his grip on the other’s waist. “Fuck, Princess, you feel so good,” he moans out, Hyunjin clenching around him in answer. He pushes in deeper, the room filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing and the impact of their bodies. “Daddy, I—” he chokes out, hand still working his cock, mouth wide open as his eyes roll back. He can feel saliva spilling down his cheek, moans growing louder and louder as he’s fucked relentlessly. Chan feels feral, sounds he’d never made before rumbling in his chest as he gives Hyunjin permission to cum. It doesn’t take long, the primal nature of their lovemaking only growing more erratic. Hyunjin feels his toes curl, back arching as he finally spills over his fist and chest. Chan doesn’t stop, feeling the way the other pulses around him even as he slams into him. He keeps it going until he’s cumming hard, filling the other up. He falls to rest on top of the younger, wrapping his arms around him tightly as he rolls them into a more comfortable position.
“Damn,” Hyunjin breathes out softly, reaching up to brush the hair from Chan’s eyes. “That was… so good... Always so good,” he says with a dopey smile, a finger trailing over Chan's toned chest as his alarm chimes obnoxiously. He looks up into Chan’s eyes, leaning in and kissing him sweetly. “Shower time, though. I have class at seven.” He huffs, rolling to get out of bed. He wobbles on his legs for a moment, hands shooting out in front of him to catch himself if he topples over. “Damn…” he says for the second time in less than fifteen minutes, soft laughter bubbling out of him. He gives another sappy grin to his lover before carefully walking to the bathroom, alarm still trilling behind him.
Chan chuckles from his spot resting against the headboard, running his fingers through his hair before he stands up as well, checking the time and silencing the loud alarm. He moves about the room, packing up Hyunjin’s computer and textbook from where he had been studying before streaming. They’ve been together long enough for him to know that Hyunjin would be in the shower until the last possible minute and he'd have to hear the taller male's lamenting if he got into trouble for being late to class again. He times it perfectly, noting that Hyunjin only has ten minutes to get to class as he comes barreling down the hallway fully dressed. He grabs his bag with a grateful smile, pressing a soft kiss to Chan’s cheek before heading out. Deciding it's a good time to get some of his own work done, Chan settles down at his computer, headphones secured over his ears as he shoots Hyunjin a text to ask what he'd like for dinner, rolling his eyes when he gets a teasing message back before returning his focus to the screen ahead of him, his phone chiming with a message from his best friend, Changbin.