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Perhaps In-ho already took a liking in Gi-hun when they talked during the night before the game inside that car and it only grew the more he watched Gi-hun on that screen.
Although, of course, there were other people who managed to make In-ho hard but he could’ve sworn no one ever made him as hard as Gi-hun did, especially when he watched Gi-hun suffer. It certainly amused him the one time Gi-hun begged In-ho to stop the game as the contestants were trying to kill each other off.
“Fuck, listen to him… the way he begs is delicious,” In-ho groaned to himself beneath his mask, removing one of the gloves on his hands before reaching the palm to stroke his hard cock until he got off just from Gi-hun’s suffering.
Then In-ho got to see more when he decided to join the game as Young-il. He sure had a lot of fun. His cock was hard all the time. He couldn’t even bring himself to leave Gi-hun’s side, not being able to get enough. Every single day, he would find himself eyefucking Gi-hun in secret with a lot of ideas occupying his head such as tying Gi-hun up and hitting him and making him cry. Obviously, being deep inside him, too. That’s for sure.
Well, they did end up fucking. Funny if you thought In-ho could actually control himself around Gi-hun. He couldn’t. Gi-hun loved it, too. In-ho knows how to make one feel good, after all.
Though the things they could do in that place were limited. They either did it in the bathroom or in the dormitory while trying not to wake everyone up.
However, In-ho didn’t really mind if they got caught. Who is he kidding? He loves showing people that Gi-hun belongs to him. Sometimes, he would tease Gi-hun and be hitting those sweet spots that would, without a doubt, make Gi-hun moan. Gi-hun, on the other hand, was always scared of getting caught. He would give his all to hide his moans, not wanting them to be heard. It’s pretty cute.
Frankly speaking, that’s also why In-ho likes teasing Gi-hun.
Their relationship remained the same even after Gi-hun found out everything. It wasn’t easy for Gi-hun to accept the fact that Young-il is In-ho, and In-ho, meaning, he is the frontman. At the same time, he couldn’t leave In-ho, either. Not like In-ho would ever let Gi-hun leave him. Now Gi-hun knows who In-ho truly is.
With that said, In-ho doesn’t hold back. He is not a nice person like Young-il was, not even in the slightest bit, as he has Gi-hun tied up in his bed beneath him, making Gi-hun take the nipple clamps, the sounding rod, and the vibrating butt plug in his ass.
As if that wasn’t enough, he grabs the thick, long paddle to paint Gi-hun’s skin a deep red. He raises it high before bringing it down in a resounding smack on every inch of Gi-hun’s body, watching with amusement as Gi-hun jolts and cries out from the pain, tears and drool staining Gi-hun’s face.
There’s still one thing missing that In-ho knows Gi-hun craves right now but he isn’t going to give it to Gi-hun easily.
“If you want my cock, beg for it,” In-ho says, tracing the leaking tip of his hard cock teasingly along the cleft of Gi-hun’s ass.
Except, Gi-hun doesn’t.
“Come on, Gi-hun. I know you’re desperate for my cock. I can see it in the way your hole is practically swallowing that thing, as if you’re aching for me to fill you up. Tell me how much you need it,” In-ho whispers, his lips brushing against Gi-hun’s ear.
That doesn’t work. In-ho’s cock throbs against Gi-hun’s skin, the thick veins pulsing with desire. He wants nothing more than to slam forward and bury himself balls-deep in Gi-hun’s ass and then feel the walls squeezing and milking him as he pounds into Gi-hun relentlessly until he pumps Gi-hun full of his seed but he restrains himself, waiting for the sweet sound of Gi-hun begging for it. Only then will he allow himself.
“Beg for my cock like a good little whore and I promise I’ll fuck you so good. Or you can keep being a stubborn bitch, and I’ll leave you like this— Tied up, empty, and aching for me to fill you up. Don’t think for a second that I won’t enjoy denying you. Watching you in misery like this is almost as good as seeing you come apart on my cock. Should I remind you again that I’m not the nice Young-il you met in that game,” In-ho threatens with a glare.
“No, no, don’t, I’m sorry— Please… I want your cock inside me… Please… Fuck me…” Gi-hun finally begs, fear in his voice.
“Shit, that’s more like it,” In-ho cusses, a smirk of satisfaction making its way across his lips. He pulls the butt plug out. Gi-hun is more than prepared by now. Without wasting another second, In-ho grabs Gi-hun’s hips in a bruising grip and slams forward, burying his cock deep into Gi-hun’s tight heat.
“Ah!” Gi-hun moans, throwing his head back and arching his spine.
“You’re such a slut, Gi-hun, but you’re my slut, don’t you dare forget that. Say it. Say it that you are my slut,” In-ho urges, grabbing Gi-hun by the chin to have their gaze locked. He pulls his cock nearly all the way out before slamming back in, over and over, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room.
“I-I am your slut,” Gi-hun manages. He looks like he finally knows that things won’t be pretty if he’s disobedient.
“Call my name,” In-ho demands.
“In-ho… In-ho…” Gi-hun complies.
“Yeah, keep screaming my name— Fuck, I love hearing you scream for me,” In-ho growls, feeling himself grow bigger inside Gi-hun at the call of his name. He was used to Gi-hun calling him Young-il before that’s not even his name. He thinks he has a grudge on anyone whose name is Young-il now. Gi-hun, once again, does as he’s told.
As Gi-hun cries harder, In-ho also fucks harder. The more In-ho sees Gi-hun cry, the greedier he becomes. He feels no sympathy even if Gi-hun is practically choking on his own tears. Besides, Gi-hun may not say it but In-ho can tell that Gi-hun actually loves seeing how cruel In-ho is yet he refuses to admit it. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have stayed with In-ho in the first place.
“I want to cum,” Gi-hun tells. See? He’s even cumming from the awful things In-ho has been doing to him.
“All you have to do is beg, you know that,” In-ho reminds.
“Please, let me cum.”
“One more time.”
“Please... Let me cum…”
“Mm, that’s my favorite word. I love it when you say please. One more time.”
“Please! Let me cum!”
And so, In-ho reaches down and yanks the sounding rod out of Gi-hun’s cock. Cum splatters across Gi-hun’s face and chest. In-ho can also feel Gi-hun’s cum on his cock. It tells him that he has made Gi-hun cum from the front and behind. Moans, as always, beautifully escape Gi-hun’s lips.
“A-AAAH—! I-I’m... I can’t... It’s too much!” Gi-hun wails as In-ho continues to pound into him.
“Sorry, you cummed too soon. It’s not fair that you’re the only one getting off and besides… I still gotta fill you up my cum, too. Just a little more. You can do that, right? For me,” In-ho pants, chasing after his release with each hard thrust until he spurts everything inside Gi-hun and has managed to make Gi-hun cum from the front and behind twice. The room echoes with their groans and moans.
Later on, In-ho also removes the nipple clamps from Gi-hun, even making him cum through his nipples. Gi-hun screams louder than ever, as if all the orgasms In-ho has given him tonight were too intense for him.
As Gi-hun lays beneath In-ho helpless, he cups Gi-hun’s cheek and uses his thumb to wipe away the cum on Gi-hun’s face, bringing it to his mouth to lick them clean with his tongue as he smiles down at Gi-hun before resting their forehead against each other’s.
“Good boy.”
“You’re… You’re the worst…”
“Haha, you love me, though.”