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Needy moans fill the room as Yoo Joonghyuk explored his beloved's body. There are countless bite marks littering Kim Dokja's neck and thighs. His half-lidded eyes are filled with brimming tears and there's drool escaping his mouth.
"Joonghyuk… ah— hngh, uhn—"
Yoo Joonghyuk prides himself on the fact that he's the only one to know his companion like this.
He dips down to peck the smaller man's lips, red from all the biting it's endured. "You're so noisy."
"This— hah— this is your fault— ah, hn!"
He likes seeing Kim Dokja tremble as he adds another finger in. He feels the smaller man clench around the four digits in him, desperate for more. He thrusts them in and out until he knows Kim Dokja is on the edge of falling.
"Ah, ah, ah— Joonghyuk!"
Yoo Joonghyuk removes his fingers as soon as his reader comes again for the nth time. He kisses away the whines that come out of Kim Dokja's mouth.
He's lining up to enter Kim Dokja's hole until he feels his wrist getting tugged by a smaller hand. Yoo Joonghyuk stops and looks down at the man below him, looking at him with a pleading face. There's a building resolve in the reader's eyes.
Yoo Joonghyuk eyes him with amusement. "Hm? What do you want?"
"Let me ride you," his Dokja whines. "I want to ride you."
Well, who was he to refuse such a request from his cute lover?
So he lets Kim Dokja push him down on their bed. His hands settle on the reader's small waist, gently guiding him down on his lap. He's rubbing small circles on his sides, coaxing his trembling lover as he tries taking him all in.
Yoo Joonghyuk grunts as he feels the drag of Kim Dokja's walls getting faster. His grip on the smaller man's waist tightens.
"Baby, slow down," he grumbles. "You'll hurt yourself."
Through unshed tears clinging onto his lashes, Kim Dokja gives him a weak glare. Yoo Joonghyuk finds it cute that even like this, his reader has the audacity to go against him.
"Nn— I can take it..."
The regressor hums in agreement, reaching his hand out to tuck stray strands of Kim Dokja's hair behind his ear.
"I know." He's the only one that does. He'll make sure to keep it that way.
With Yoo Joonghyuk's tender guidance, Kim Dokja finally bottoms out and shudders. Yoo Joonghyuk hisses as he feels the walls clenching around him.
Kim Dokja starts rocking himself back and forth, and the regressor times his thrusts in rhythm with him. The room fills up with the sound of skin slapping against each other, and his Dokja's little "ah, ah, ah's."
"You're doing so well, Dokja. Taking me in so well."
He feels the smaller man's walls tighten and it takes every bit of his self-restraint to not flip his lover and pound him into the bed. He likes feeling every bit of Kim Dokja's shivers and trembles like this, with the reader spearing himself on his cock.
This view is beautiful, Yoo Joonghyuk thinks. Kim Dokja's hands are on his chest, his eyes are tightly shut and his lashes are filled with glistening tears. He can't help how his hands wander down and grab Kim Dokja's ass, hands sinking into it as he spreads it to take his cock in more.
"Ah—!"
Kim Dokja arches backward, his hips stuttering and he comes again, staining both their stomachs in his release.
Yoo Joonghyuk thinks that's it, his reader would usually be tired by this point. Nevermind that he hasn't had his release yet, he didn't want to exhaust his lover any further. He moves to sit up, and gets forcibly pushed back down on the bed.
He's fairly surprised when he looks up and sees Kim Dokja pouting at him.
"What are you doing?" He sinks back on Yoo Joonghyuk's lap, impaling himself again on his length. "We're not done yet."
Yoo Joonghyuk isn't given the time to react before Kim Dokja starts moving his hips in tandem to his broken breathing.
He growls and his grip on the other's ass becomes tighter. "Shit, Kim Dokja."
He feels the slow drag of velvety walls, as the reader pulls back, leaving only the tip of his cock in, only to plummet back down.
"Joonghyuk, Joonghyuk-ah— hah, uhn, ah…"
Yoo Joonghyuk grumbles as he observes how Kim Dokja continued to pleasure himself.
Out of curiosity, Yoo Joonghyuk stops moving. He watches in amazement as Kim Dokja continues bouncing on his cock, unnoticing the fact that the regressor stopped thrusting into him.
He's impressed that even with how long they've been at it, that his small lover is still so insatiable. He's sure that the other is tired, exhausted and overstimulated but here he is, still continuing for Yoo Joonghyuk.
"Hngh— Joonghyuk, stop… it's too much…"
Yoo Joonghyuk looks at him with amusement and adoration in his eyes. "Kitten, I'm not moving."
Kim Dokja is looking at him with a lost look over his glazed eyes. He hasn't stopped bouncing. "H— huh? What are you— ah!"
He chokes on his words as Yoo Joonghyuk grabs him at the waist, slamming it down while simultaneously thrusting up his hips.
"A— ah… Did, did you just get bigger…?"
"This is your fault, Dokja. Take responsibility."
That was all the warning Kim Dokja gets before Yoo Joonghyuk flips their position. His thighs are lifted onto strong arms and he's pressed into the bed. In this new position, Yoo Joonghyuk's cock is buried deeper into him.
Kim Dokja cries out and clings onto the regressor's back, scrambling for purchase. His sharp nails reopen previous scratches, ones that were all his doing too.
Yoo Joonghyuk pounds him into the bed with an unrelenting pace. Kim Dokja's cries sounded like music to his ears. He smirks at the man below him.
"Look at you, mewling all for me." He laps up all the tears streaming down Kim Dokja's cheeks. "You're such a whore."
Kim Dokja whines, protesting his words. "Hn, n— no…"
"You are." The regressor moves to nibble on his ears. "And you don't even notice it."
To prove his point, Yoo Joonghyuk stops moving again. And like he expected, Kim Dokja doesn't stop moving— in fact, his movements are much more desperate now. He scoffs at him.
"See?"
"Hah… please, please move…"
Yoo Joonghyuk slows his thrusts down, not giving Kim Dokja the reprieve he needed.
"Why should I?"
"Please, I'll be good— I've been good, please, Joonghyuk-ah…"
Kim Dokja is looking at him with hearts in his eyes and an adorable frown on his lips. He really was blessed to have such a cute lover like him.
Yoo Joonghyuk connects their lips together and he could feel the staggering breath of his reader. "I suppose you've been a good boy for me."
It wasn't like Yoo Joonghyuk could deny Kim Dokja of anything for too long anyway.
He continues thrusting in and out of his hole. Yoo Joonghyuk's hips start to stutter, he was getting closer.
"Joonghyuk, Joonghyuk— ah, I'm close, I'm close."
He hums. "Come for me, kitten."
He could feel Kim Dokja seizing up and feels his come stain their abdomens again.
Yoo Joonghyuk doesn't stop moving, and Kim Dokja curls up into him, trembling and hypersensitive.
Eventually, he comes. He empties himself in Kim Dokja's hole, and watches in satisfaction as he sees his cum dribble down from the puffy, abused hole.
He lazily rides out his orgasm, nuzzling his nose in the crook of Kim Dokja's neck. He leaves trailing kisses behind. He could feel the smaller man's breathing even out, until eventually he was sure that Kim Dokja had fallen asleep.
He pulls out and leaves a small kiss on Kim Dokja's shoulder. He stands up, pulling Kim Dokja in his arms, still peacefully sleeping, and makes his way to their bathroom.
He'd rather have his lover sleep comfortably after all that.