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Is the angle right?”
Leave it to Jihoon to worry about his recording angles. Soonyoung smiles up at him lazily, sure that his smile is more than a little dopey.
“We already double checked it. I’m sure it’s fine.”
Jihoon huffs out a sigh, running his fingers through Soonyoung’s hair as he looks down at him. “Am I not allowed to worry about this stuff?”
“You are and I actually really appreciate it,” Soonyoung says softly, leaning forward to press a kiss to Jihoon’s inner knee. “But also I want you to tell me if you’re worried about more than just the camera angle.”
Bingo.
Jihoon sighs, slumping a little in the chair. “I just worry about taking things too far with you.”
“I don’t.”
Jihoon frowns. “That doesn’t actually help, y’know.”
Soonyoung kisses his knee again. “I have safe words. You listen to me when you bring up concerns. You know what I do for work and not only do you support me you’re willingly involving yourself in it. I have zero worries about things going too far, Jihoonie.” He reaches up to grab his hand, tangling their fingers together. “I promise. I trust you.”
Jihoon sighs once more. “I know that and I know you do. It just…” He trails off and Soonyoung has a bit of an inkling of what might be going on.
“Is it too much? ‘Cuz we can definitely cut back on everything. Or at least cut back on posting, ‘cuz I enjoy rewatching how you fuck me brainless.”
Jihoon splutters out a laugh and Soonyoung smiles, counting it as a win.
“Tap my leg twice this time if you need anything. I’m not sure I’ll be able to see you drop the ball.”
Soonyoung nods, tugging Jihoon’s hand closer and kissing his knuckles. “Will do. You sure you’re okay to do this today? We don’t have to at all. We can go to the movies instead or something.”
Jihoon blinks at him a few times, clearly surprised. “Really?”
“Duh,” Soonyoung teases. “It’s incredibly important to me that you’re into this too, Jihoonie. If you’re not feeling it tonight that’s more than cool. We’ll do something else entirely, whatever you want.”
Jihoon thinks about it for a few moments before he shakes his head. “This isn’t a very intense scene,” he says softly. “I think if there were anything more than the gag I would have to tap out tonight.”
“And you don’t even have to be a part of it while the gag’s there.”
Jihoon hums softly, unsure. “We’ll see.”
“And we’ll do something grossly mundane tomorrow,” Soonyoung promises. “Overly sappy too, if you’re into it.”
Jihoon rolls his eyes but he’s smiling, and the tension that was in his shoulders is gone now. Soonyoung smiles back at him, squeezing his hand once more.
“You sure you wanna do this?”
After a few more moments to think, Jihoon nods. “Yeah. I’m sure. After all, it’s a pretty chill scene for me for the most part.”
Soonyoung rolls his eyes even as he smiles at him. “Please don’t make me kneel here longer than like fifteen minutes without any action.”
Jihoon laughs as he shakes his head fondly. “Sure, Soonyoungie.” He pushes some hair behind his ear and rubs a thumb over his cheekbone before he settles back into his chair, manspreading and exposing his cock and balls. Soonyoung smiles up at him one last time, pressing another sweet kiss to his knuckles before he tugs Jihoon’s hips a little closer and gets himself comfortable. He takes a deep breath before he takes Jihoon’s semi hard cock into his mouth, resting his head against Jihoon’s thigh and just holding it there.
He had always been curious about cockwarming, especially via his mouth. He’s just never had someone he’s wanted to try it with before.
Jihoon leaves one hand in his hair, playing with it sweetly as Soonyoung just sits. Jihoon’s cock is heavy on Soonyoung’s tongue, Jihoon’s other hand holding his phone up as he reads something on the screen.
It’s overly sweet for the first few minutes, Soonyoung just happy to have his head in Jihoon’s lap and his cock in his mouth. He’s drooling a little bit but he doesn’t think anything of it, not really, until he hears Jihoon tut from above him.
“Already making a mess?” He says, his tone condescending in a way that makes Soonyoung’s own cock twitch in his boxers. Jihoon just clicks his tongue, his fingers getting a better hold of Soonyoung’s hair and tugging him further onto his cock.
“Then let me give you a reason to make a mess.”
It’s a lot less casual now, Jihoon’s cock head so close to his throat that it’s making Soonyoung want to lose his mind. He stares up at Jihoon through his lashes but Jihoon just raises an unimpressed eyebrow, his hand moving out of Soonyoung’s hair and to the back of his neck where he squeezes him.
“Be a good boy and stay,” he says firmly.
Soonyoung is trying to figure out how to respond with his mouth full when he feels himself still, an unexpected pressure suddenly at the front of his boxers. His next breath shakes as Jihoon wiggles his toes against Soonyoung’s cock, a smirk dancing on his lips. Somehow he manages to hold still, keeping himself poised even as his toes begin to curl underneath him. Jihoon hums softly, squeezing the back of his neck as he does.
“Good boy,” he quips and Soonyoung preens under the praise and attention. Jihoon still doesn’t exactly seem satisfied with him, his grip on the back of Soonyoung’s neck tightening as he pulls him halfway off his cock. “Swallow,” he instructs, watching with a fiery eye as Soonyoung immediately does as he was told.
“Good,” Jihoon says once more, pulling Soonyoung down into his cock once more, further and further until Soonyoung’s nose bumps into his pelvis and he has to fight his gag reflex. He chokes on his next few breaths and does his best not to drool everywhere, staring at Jihoon with his wide, wet eyes through his lashes. Jihoon just watches him back curiously.
The pressure on his cock reappears and Soonyoung has to close his eyes, desperate to remain still, to be good. Jihoon begins to tap his foot and Soonyoung feels his own cock twitch, finally growing to full hardness in his boxers as he allows himself to be subjected to the touches, keeping himself still on Jihoon’s cock.
“You’re being an awfully good slut,” Jihoon comments curiously, moving his hand from Soonyoung"s neck back to his hair and pulling slightly. Soonyoung has to squeeze his eyes shut and focus on his breathing to restrain his moan.
Jihoon makes a curious noise before he yanks at Soonyoung’s roots. Though he manages to keep his body mostly still, Soonyoung moans around the cock in his mouth, his eyelashes fluttering as he looks up at Jihoon. Jihoon just looks amused, heat flaring in his eyes and his cock twitching on Soonyoung’s tongue.
He tugs Soonyoung halfway off again and Soonyoung gasps around Jihoon’s cock, sucking in greedy bursts of air as he stares up at the man with wet eyes. He keeps his mouth open as he breathes hard, allowing Jihoon to see his swollen cock just sitting on Soonyoung’s tongue as his chest heaves.
“Swallow,” Jihoon instructs again and Soonyoung somehow manages, opening his mouth and gasping again immediately after.
“Wipe your chin,” he demands next and Soonyoung does just that, fumbling a little but wiping away any and all drool there. Apparently the goal is to not make a mess. He’ll do his best, sure, but they’ll just have to see.
Soonyoung’s haphazard job must be good enough because Jihoon’s pulling him back onto his cock by his hair, not stopping until his nose is buried in his pelvis and his throat is spamming around his cock head. Tears streak down his cheeks as Jihoon smirks down at him, his head cocking to the side as his expression goes feral. Soonyoung’s toes curl in anticipation.
“Naw, is the slut crying over my cock?”
Soonyoung’s eyelids flutter, more tears spilling down his cheeks and clinging to his lashes as he looks up at Jihoon. Jihoon’s smile widens, every bit the predator staring down its prey.
“Is the slut so desperate for my cock he’s crying?”
More tears fall but Soonyoung doesn’t look away. He can’t, something keeping his eyes glued to Jihoon’s hungry gaze despite how he feels the embarrassed blush burning through his cheeks and flushing down his chest.
“Show the camera how hard you are,” he says with a wicked grin, tapping Soonyoung’s aching cock with his toes as he does. “Show them how hard my cock makes you, slut.”
Soonyoung closes his eyes and chokes on a breath, his shaky hands slowly but surely pulling out his leaking cock from his boxers. He looks up at Jihoon once it’s out, his eyes glancing towards the camera and back up, hoping that Jihoon understands what he’s trying to say without words.
“You can’t see the viewfinder, can you?”
Soonyoung shakes his head minutely. Jihoon looks over for him, humming at what he sees.
“It’s good, don’t worry,” he appeases, offering Soonyoung a smile before he’s right back into the scene again. “Take some of the precum and use it to stroke yourself twice. Good strokes, but don’t move otherwise.”
Soonyoung chokes on a breath and bites down a whine, blindly gathering some of the precum smeared around the head of his cock and using it to jerk himself twice. He lets go after, clenching his hands into fists and forcing himself to remain still, to be good.
Jihoon coos at him, pulling him off halfway again.
“That’s my good little slut,” he says, petting Soonyoung’s bangs back from his face with a smile, his expression going a touch hungry when the praise mixed with the demeaning name makes Soonyoung visibly shiver. “Swallow.”
Soonyoung does immediately, his eyelids fluttering as Jihoon runs a hand through his hair.
“You’re so good for me today,” Jihoon remarks softly, tugging at his hair just to tease him. Soonyoung stares up at him with tears in his eyes, knowing that he looks incredibly needy but Jihoon just coos once more. “Put your dick away,” he instructs, “let’s be civil.”
Soonyoung takes a deep breath but does as he was told, somehow managing to get his hard cock back into his boxers. Jihoon taps his cock twice with his foot in praise once he’s done.
“Good boy.”
Soonyoung muffles a moan before Jihoon tugs him back onto his cock, holding him there as his throat spasms and more tears fall. Jihoon’s own lashes flutter this time, clearly affected by everything going on, and Soonyoung can’t help but to preen a little bit.
He’s the one affecting Jihoon so much. Just him.
The thought makes his dick twitch and a moan curl around Jihoon’s cock. The noise makes Jihoon’s hips unexpectedly thrust and Soonyoung violently gags, his body practically shaking with the force of it. Jihoon pulls him off his cock fully and Soonyoung gasps, staring up at him with wide eyes even as he sucks in lungfuls of air.
“Color?” Jihoon demands, his concern so thick and cloying that it’s almost suffocating. Soonyoung takes a moment to swallow, to take a deep breath, before he nods, never once taking his eyes off of Jihoon.
“Green.”
Relief floods Jihoon’s features as he cradles Soonyoung’s face, pulling him closer but not pulling him onto his cock. When he starts to whine, Jihoon just shakes his head.
“Shh, baby, let me look at you.”
Blushing, Soonyoung obeys, allowing Jihoon to look him over and run reverent fingers over his flushed skin. He cradles him, worships him even, until Soonyoung’s breathing mellows out and his eyes dry, tears no longer streaming down his cheeks. Jihoon offers him a smile then, tugging at Soonyoung’s head to get him to raise up on his knees as high as he can. Even though he’s confused, Soonyoung follows the wordless command, melting into the feeling of Jihoon pressing a kiss to his temple.
A hand curls around his neck and it keeps him kneeling tall as Jihoon holds him there, keeping their heads together as Jihoon presses more kisses to him.
“I didn’t mean to do that,” Jihoon says softly, shushing him before he can interrupt, “and I want to make sure that you’re okay.”
“I’m okay, I promise,” Soonyoung answers easily despite his half-wrecked voice, because he is. Sure it was a surprise to be suddenly gagging on a cock, but it wasn’t the most unpleasant thing. Warning would have made it better, but it was a natural reaction - he can’t blame Jihoon for it. Even still, he can’t help but to worry.
“Can I move?” He asks instead of what he wants, feeling Jihoon stiffen against him.
“Shit, yeah of course,” Jihoon rushes to say, but before he can lose himself in a panic, Soonyoung curls a hand around Jihoon’s neck and pulls him in for a kiss. It’s long and lingering, incredibly needy too, and Soonyoung can’t bite back his smile when he finally pulls away. Jihoon blinks at him, a little astonished, but Soonyoung just leans in to kiss him once more.
“Did this kill your mood?” Soonyoung asks gently, pushing a piece of hair behind Jihoon’s ear. He smiles fondly when Jihoon just blinks at him. “‘Cuz sure, your dick’s still hard, but that doesn’t mean you still want me to put it in my mouth. Especially on camera.”
“You’re something else, Kwon Soonyoung,” Jihoon mumbles against Soonyoung’s lips, pulling him in for another round of dizzying kisses. When they finally break apart, both a little breathless, Soonyoung watches him with a glint in his eye and licks a stripe up his hand.
“I could still get you off even,” he offers, curling his hand around Jihoon’s cock and smirking as Jihoon’s whole body jolts. He strokes him once, twice before he pulls away, licking precum off his fingertips like it’s sugar. “Or we could do something else. No sweat either way.”
Jihoon closes his eyes before he takes a deep breath. He takes a few seconds before he finally meets Soonyoung eyes again, reaching it to cup his cheek.
“Are you sure you’re okay?”
Soonyoung grins at him lazily. “You’ve said it yourself, Jihoonie. I’d kill to die on your cock.”
Jihoon groans, moving to slide his thumb into Soonyoung’s mouth as he stares at him for a few more moments. “And we’ll do something super mundane tomorrow?”
“As chaste as you want,” he says around the digit, grinning all the same. Jihoon rolls his eyes, but he still leans in to press a kiss to Soonyoung’s forehead.
“Settle down then.”
And Soonyoung does exactly that.
Jihoon seems to settle into the chair again too, his hand moving to hook underneath Soonyoung’s chin and to drag him forward once more.
“Do you want my cock again?” Jihoon asks, something in his voice sending a shiver down Soonyoung’s spine. He blinks up at him with wide eyes, opening his mouth and sticking out his tongue in a wordless demand. Jihoon smirks.
“Naw, does my slut feel empty without anything to suck on?”
This time Soonyoung whines and nods as he sticks his tongue out further, still staring at Jihoon with wide eyes. Jihoon hums softly, something sparking in his eyes that Soonyoung knows means he won’t necessarily like what’s coming next.
“Fine,” he says, taking Soonyoung by the hair and pulling him forward until only the head of Jihoon’s cock is past his lips. He stops him there, picking up his phone again as Soonyoung whines, Jihoon’s eyes sharp as they snap to him.
“A good slut is still and silent,” he says darkly and Soonyoung relents, sighing softly through his nose as he holds the head of Jihoon’s cock in his mouth. This kind of cockwarming is a lot less fun he finds, watching Jihoon as he scrolls. A hand eventually finds its way to his hair and begins to tug at his roots and Soonyoung has to swallow down noises, extra saliva going with it so that he doesn’t make a mess.
He doesn’t know how long he sits there, not so patiently waiting but being oh so painfully good, when Jihoon finally sighs and puts the phone down. He looks back at Soonyoung with a smile, the hand in his hair pulling on it for real and ripping a moan from Soonyoung’s throat that makes Jihoon’s eyelids flutter.
“That’s my good boy,” he coos, slowly pulling Soonyoung closer to him, further onto his cock. “You’re so good for me, aren’t you?”
Soonyoung lets out a little noise as Jihoon smirks, his nose buried in Jihoon’s pelvis. Jihoon runs his hands through his hair before he yanks on it, grinning when the sensation seems to make Soonyoung choke.
“Good sluts deserve cum, don’t they?” He taunts, moving to swipe a tear from Soonyoung’s cheek. “Do you deserve me to fill that slutty mouth of yours with my cum? Flood you with it until that’s all you’ll ever taste? It’ll always just be me?”
Soonyoung can’t help the guttural groan that escapes his throat. Jihoon has to bite his lip to keep his hips still, his breaths shaking as he closes his eyes and tries to center himself. After a few moments, he’s back to grinning down at Soonyoung.
“How should I do it then? Make you sit there and wait for hours until I just can’t take it anymore? Or should I fuck your face full of my cum? Huh, baby? What does my pretty little pet think?”
Soonyoung whines around the cock in his mouth, spluttering but ready for it when Jihoon thrusts against his throat. Tears rush down his cheeks but he doesn’t care, staring at Jihoon with what he knows is a ruined expression.
“Oh, I should have known,” Jihoon coos, condescending, and a hand on the back of Soonyoung’s throat forces him even farther into Jihoon’s cock until he actually feels like he can’t breathe. Jihoon leans down, his voice low and threatening next to his ear, “a toy just wants to be used.”
Soonyoung whimpers, more tears racing down his cheeks as Jihoon’s cock nails the back of his throat once more. Jihoon eventually pulls back, assessing him, as Soonyoung remains firmly where he’s been put.
Fingers thread into his hair, the only true warning he gets, before Jihoon grips his head in a vice like hold and begins to fuck himself with Soonyoung’s mouth. Soonyoung can’t help but to moan as Jihoon yanks him onto his cock in quick bursts, not bothering to pull him even close to halfway off his cock. Instead he keeps his mouth full and just fucks his throat, blocking his airway with his cock and forcing Soonyoung to tears in every thrust. Soonyoung just lets it happen, moaning at every particularly violent thrust and relishing in the feeling of being Jihoon’s favorite mode of taking pleasure.
“Fuck, you’re such a good little toy,” Jihooon hisses, his grip in Soonyoung’s hair tightening. Soonyoung moans around the cock in his mouth, his lashes fluttering and eyes rolling back as the praise washes over him.
A hand swipes away some of his more egregious tears but then Jihoon is back to fucking himself on Soonyoung’s mouth. He’s forcing him to take more length at once this time, Jihoon sets an unforgiving pace and fucks his face. Despite the tears and the mess and the sounds, Soonyoung fucking loves it.
When Jihoon looks at him and scoffs, he knows he can tell that much too.
“You really like my fucking cock, huh, slut?” Jihoon asks, a pressure suddenly back at the front of Soonyoung’s boxers. The grip in his hair tightens and Jihoon’s pace increases in intensity, all the while a moan rips itself from Soonyoung’s aching, burning throat. Jihoon squeezes his eyes shut and curses, his fingers twisting in Soonyoung’s hair and making him cry out as best he can while he’s stuffed full on a cock.
“Shit, baby, you’re gonna make me cum,” Jihoon pants, an iron grip in his hair still working Soonyoung’s head onto his cock. Soonyoung moans around him, looking up at him through his wet lashes and doing his best to beg for it as he can. Jihoon looks at him for a few seconds before he scoffs, burying Soonyoung’s face into his pelvis for a few more seconds until he half pulls him off. Soonyoung barely has a second to register what’s going on, that there isn’t a cock down his throat, when he watches Jihoon start to cum. He does his best to keep it all in his mouth, trying to memorize Jihoon’s orgasmic bliss and the sounds he lets out. He slurps but does not swallow, allowing Jihoon to use and abuse his mouth and throat as he rides out his high, his mouth filled with so much spit and cum that it’s a miracle he hasn’t drowned.
Eventually Jihoon returns to himself, his smirk satisfied and lazy in a way that makes something in Soonyoung’s spine tingle. Still he waits for a command, suckling around the cock in his mouth and watching as Jihoon hisses out a breath.
“Okay slut,” Jihoon says, his tone humored more than anything, “lemme see.” Slowly he pulls Soonyoung off of his cock by his hair, raising an amused eyebrow when it makes Soonyoung moan but not bothering to call him out or anything. Instead he tilts his chin back, mindful of how much fluid is sloshing around in Soonyoung’s mouth, before he taps at his lips.
“Open up,” he instructs, and after a deep breath, Soonyoung does as he was told.
Jihoon instantly moans at the sight of him, fumbling for something before he’s tilting Soonyoung’s head a little more. It takes Soonyoung’s beyond horny brain a moment to realize it’s a camera - Jihoon’s taking pictures of him flooded with cum. He feels himself blush, embarrassment beginning to eat at him. Jihoon just coos.
“Naw, are you thinking about how used you look?” Jihoon teases. “Are you thinking about how ruined you looked? Covered in cum and spit and tears? How you look like such a slut?”
Somehow Soonyoung manages to nod, careful about losing any of the fluids still in his open mouth. Jihoon coos at him again, his grin a little feral.
“Don’t worry baby, we’re not quite done yet.”
Soonyoung closes his eyes and takes a breath. They aren’t done yet at all. When he opens his eyes again Jihoon is watching him carefully.
“Color?”
Soonyoung has to tilt his head fully back to keep from losing anything. “Green,” he manages through the fluids.
Though he doesn’t seem convinced, Jihoon just runs a hand through his hair. “Still good to keep going?”
This time Soonyoung just nods and shoots him a thumbs up. Though it makes Jihoon laugh, he doesn’t bother to ask for more clarity on it, for which Soonyoung’s grateful. There’s only so many times you can speak through cum without it going everywhere.
“I’ve got a surprise for you baby,” Jihoon purrs, and though Soonyoung knows what’s coming he still feels himself shiver. Jihoon just laughs, tapping at his chest before he slides something from just out of view of both the camera and Soonyoung himself. Jihoon holds it up and dangles it, glancing over towards the camera to check that it’s in frame.
Soonyoung lets out a needy whine, pouting as best as he can with his mouth full.
“Ah ah ah,” Jihoon says, his voice light and teasing and his smirk rather feral, “what did I say about good sluts?”
Soonyoung sighs and pouts harder, earning himself a laugh from Jihoon.
“You’re such a brat sometimes baby,” Jihoon drawls, leaning down to tilt Soonyoung’s chin up. He leans in close and bites his bottom lip, sucking it softly for a few moments before pulling away, a cheshire smile on his features. He lifts the gag once more, his free hand tapping Soonyoung’s now stinging lip. “Come on now. Open up.”
Soonyoung takes one last deep breath before he does as he’s told.
Slotting the gag behind his teeth while there’s so much fluid in his mouth really is a shit show, to be frank. He’s drooling immediately, no matter what they do, Jihoon having somehow cum more this time or something. Even still he remains limp as Jihoon secures the ties behind his head, the ball firmly in his mouth as whatever was in his mouth has already started rushing out.
Jihoon sighs when he sees the mess, wiping up a streak of it with his thumb before he pops it in his mouth to clean it up. Soonyoung groans around the silicone at the sight of it, ignoring how Jihoon smiles knowingly at him.
“Show the camera how pretty you look.”
Soonyoung shuffles slowly, doing his best to keep his head tilted back and most of the spillage to a minimum. He waits until he’s aligned with their main camera before he finally allows his head to level and he looks at it head on with what he’s sure is one of the most fucked out expressions he’s ever worn on his face, even more cum and spit slipping from his forced open mouth and slipping down his chin, dripping onto his body.
A hand works its way into his hair and he makes a soft noise in his throat, his eyes fluttering as Jihoon runs his fingers through his hair and pulls only hard enough to make a point.
“Show them how much of a slut you are, how hard sucking a cock made you.”
Though he whimpers, Soonyoung slowly removes his cock from his boxers and allows it to stand tall and proud for the camera. It looks ready to burst on the viewfinder and it feels even worse, but if Jihoon is having him show it off, well, Soonyoung isn’t too sure that he’s even ready for what’s about to come for him.
“Do you wanna cum?”
Soonyoung nods even as a whimper escapes him. Jihoon clicks his tongue but doesn’t bother to say anything else, sinking his fingers into the short hairs at the nape of Soonyoung’s neck and using that grip to pull him up until he’s kneeling tall, his cock heavy between his legs. Soonyoung flexes his hands but does his best to stay still, ignoring how uncomfortable the waistband of his boxer feels, how his knees have begun to ache, the growing pain in his jaw. Instead Soonyoung focuses on the good, on the feeling of Jihoon touching him, of Jihoon’s hands skimming across his feverish skin as the man hums thoughtfully above him.
“I have a few ideas,” Jihoon starts, his voice low and sending shivers up Soonyoung’s spine immediately, an underlying threat wrapped in them, “as to how to get you off. Do you wanna hear?”
Soonyoung nods before he’s whimpering, a large wet glob of something escaping from behind the gag and landing onto his chest. Jihoon snorts, tugging sharply at his hair.
“I could work you to it, nice and slow,” he whispers, loud enough for the microphone to hear but that’s it. Fingers drag through the mess that Soonyoung’s made on his chest before they begin to circle his nipple, Soonyoung’s entire body lighting up as he buries his groan in the cum covered silicone. Though his body shakes he manages to stay upright, allowing Jihoon to begin to pinch and twist at his nipples with nothing more than muffled noises of desperation and more rivulets of cum rushing down his face.
Fingers catch at his chin and pull his head towards Jihoon, his smile amused when they meet eyes. Jihoon pushes some hair out of Soonyoung’s face and boops him on the nose, his smile sweet even if it is hungry. Soonyoung just stares at him with what he knows is desperate eyes, tears brimming in them as he’s so hard he feels like he could explode.
“Or, I can put my leg in front of you and you can ride it ‘til you cum, fast as you want.”
Oh now that is a present. Sure, he won’t get Jihoon’s hands on him, but he can take a pathetic looking orgasm if it means he gets to cum as soon as fucking possible. Soonyoung nods before he chokes on a moan, both of his nipples pinched and tugged for the camera.
“Do you want the second one? You wanna hump my leg like a bitch in heat?”
Soonyoung nods, staring at Jihoon as tears finally fall once more, sure that he looks even worse than he feels. Jihoon just grins at him, tugging at his hair.
“You’re so cute when you’re pathetic,” Jihoon quips, pressing a quick kiss to his temple before he moves. “Close your eyes and stay.”
Desperate to cum and desperate to be good, Soonyoung does exactly as he’s told. Jihoon moves around him but Soonyoung still doesn’t move besides to shiver, forcing himself to stay still and stay in the dark as Jihoon does whatever it is Jihoon is doing.
A hand presses down against his shoulder but Soonyoung doesn’t move, instead just shaking his head. Jihoon snorts before he pinches a nipple, clearly amused.
“Go down, pet.”
This time when Jihoon presses down on his shoulder, Soonyoung sinks.
“Actually, I take that back. Go back up.”
Though he whines softly, Soonyoung does as he’s told, his legs a little shaky as he gets himself back up. He’s a little confused but Jihoon doesn’t explain anything, instead just tugging off Soonyoung’s boxers until they hit his knees.
“We’re gonna get these off, so sit sit, don’t just kneel.”
Once more Soonyoung does as he is told, helping a Jihoon take off his underwear and leave him completely bare for the camera. His eyes are still closed but he tilts his head to look towards Jihoon anyways, curious about what’s coming next. Jihoon coos at him.
“You’re being so good for me today,” Jihoon says sweetly, pushing some hair back and pressing a kiss to Soonyoung’s forehead again. Soonyoung preens, pressing further into Jihoon’s touch as he waits patiently for what’s next. “My best boy,” he coos, scratching at Soonyoung’s scalp. Soonyoung smiles a little dopily around the gag, more fluids leaking out of his mouth with the movement. Jihoon just laughs at him, patting at his cheek.
“You can open your eyes, baby.”
Soonyoung blinks and has to keep blinking in search of focus, staring up at Jihoon with his hazy vision. There are tears in his eyes but he doesn’t really care, more than happy to see Jihoon smiling down at him.
“You look like such a fucking mess, slut,” Jihoon says, rubbing a thumb over Soonyoung’s cheek. “Did I fuck that brain out of your skull when I fucked your face?” He teases and Soonyoung can’t help but to nod, smiling even wider when Jihoon just laughs at him.
“That’s okay, pet,” Jihoon soothes, running a hand through Soonyoung’s hair before he’s putting a leg in front of him. “You don’t need a brain to cum.”
Soonyoung looks at the leg mere inches from his aching cock before he looks back at Jihoon, desperate for a little more instruction. Though he seems amused, Jihoon doesn’t leave him hanging for long. Instead he tugs on Soonyoung’s hair, pulling him hard enough forward that his body collides with the limb in front of him, cock and all.
Embarrassingly enough, Soonyoung practically howls at the contact.
Jihoon just laughs at him.
“C’mon, slut,” Jihoon says, pushing at Soonyoung’s shoulders and moving so that his heel is lined up with the base of Soonyoung’s cock, “I don’t have all day.”
Tears streaming down his face and with one last look of hesitation, Soonyoung somehow manages to thrust his discombobulated hips into Jihoon’s leg.
His eyes roll back with the sensation immediately - he feels like he’s been hard for years and this is the first time he’s ever been touched since. A shaky hand latches on to Jihoon’s thigh and though he realizes later that he wasn’t exactly supposed to move, Jihoon just squeezes his wrist in a form of praise. Soonyoung allows himself to have the steadying hold, to have at least one thing to ground him, as he messily begins to thrust into Jihoon’s leg.
It doesn’t take very long, practically no time at all, before he’s ready to cum. He turns to look at Jihoon, unsure how to tell him and ask for what he wants, but Jihoon just coos at him.
“Do you already wanna cum?”
Soonyoung nods desperately, his hips stuttering as they try and fail to find a rhythm. Jihoon smirks down at him, amused and knowing.
“You have been so so so good for me,” he says, one of his hands moving to Soonyoung’s back to press him further into Jihoon’s leg, to make his humping even more potent and effective, brutal almost. Something sparks in Jihoon’s eye and Soonyoung prepares himself for the worst, a whimper slipping past his lips along with more cummy saliva.
“Kneel tall for me, c’mon. Last thing.”
Though he whines, Soonyoung somehow manages to do it, his entire body unsteady and swaying. Jihoon grins at him before he slinks down, kneeling almost in front of him, facing him, but making sure he isn’t blocking any important camera angles.
If he could, Soonyoung would kiss him right now.
“You were so good for me,” he purrs, his eyes shining as he drapes one of Soonyoung’s arms over his shoulders, helping Soonyoung be a little more sturdy. “Let me give you a little treat.”
Soonyoung thinks his eyes roll all the way back the moment Jihoon’s hand wraps around his cock. His body almost gives way but Jihoon’s free hand is holding him up, keeping him kneeling for the camera as Jihoon begins to stroke his weeping cock. He’s limp with pleasure, his head rolling around and his body a wet, overcooked noodle, before a crackle shoots rip his spine and he almost drowns on a howl.
“Sorry,” Jihoon giggles, not at all sounding remorseful before dropping his thumb into the slit of Soonyoung’s cock again.
Whimpers shred through his already ruined throat as Jihoon begins to play with his balls, his body practically giving up when fingers begin to dance along his perineum and towards his hole.
“You’ve been so very good,” Jihoon whispers into his ear, nibbling at the lobe as he goes, “do you wanna cum twice?” Fingers curl around his balls once more and give them a quick tug before they’re feeling them up again, Soonyoung’s tears and moans be damned. “I can tell you have at least two loads in here.”
Soonyoung whimpers, biting desperately against the silicone. He’s not sure what he wants, but he has a feeling if he cums twice he won’t be in the same stratosphere. Not a bad thing at all, just a fact.
Jihoon hums, his fingers scratching against Soonyoung’s chest and swirling in a puddle of drool. “Cum once and we’ll see?” Jihoon asks, making Soonyoung jolt with a sudden slicked fingertip pressed to his hole. He pauses when Soonyoung shakes his head.
“No? You want me to try to make you cum twice?”
Soonyoung looks at him with wide, wet eyes, tears racing down his cheeks before he nods. Jihoon’s brows furrow, and after a quick glance to the camera, Jihoon shuffles slightly until he has both hands free and he can work the gag free of Soonyoung’s mouth.
Soonyoung gasps immediately, sucking in air and ignoring the fluids that rush past his swollen lips.
“Words, please.”
Soonyoung gasps a few more times as he nods, taking a few moments to breathe before he tries to respond. Jihoon just shushes him, waiting patiently. “Sometimes I can cum twice pretty quickly,” he rasps in his spent voice, still trying to keep whatever cum is left in his mouth in his mouth. “Like, thirty seconds to two minutes, quickly.”
“Shit,” Jihoon curses and Soonyoung just hums, a little boneless. “So that? You want me to try to make you cum twice back to back? That fast?”
Soonyoung hums, his lashes fluttering. “Don’t really let up. If it doesn’t happen then you can.”
“You have a gag in, you can’t call a safe word,” Jihoon points out, concern heavy in his voice.
Soonyoung just hums. “I’ll tap you twice. But you can call a safe word too, Jihoonie, no worries.”
Jihoon sighs, burying his nose in Soonyoung’s hair. “I may need to stop to take out the gag.”
Soonyoung hums. “More than fine, just gimme some warning.”
“I’ll call yellow.”
Soonyoung hums, preening as a kiss is pressed to his temple. “M’kay.”
“Ready?”
“Ready.”
One last kiss is pressed to his temple before the gag is worked between his teeth again, Soonyoung’s mouth forcibly held open once more. He checks himself in the viewfinder and isn’t exactly surprised at how wrecked he looks, but he still can’t believe he looks so completely ruined.
A hand around his cock pulls him back to the present and rips a noise from his aching throat. Jihoon smiles innocently as he squeezes Soonyoung’s cock, watching Soonyoung’s chest heave with the force of his breaths.
“Does my good boy wanna cum?” Jihoon asks, his smile growing when Soonyoung nods a little helplessly. Except instead of stroking him Jihoon lets go, scooping up more drool and once again reaching around to circle his rim. A punched out whimper escapes him as his whole body shakes but Jihoon just coos at him, pressing his finger in to the first knuckle but not much further. Even still, the added stimulation to his rim makes his cock dribble out more precum and his cheeks burn cherry red when Jihoon coos at him for it.
“You like me playing with your hole, slut?” Jihoon goads, pressing his finger a little further and watching as it makes Soonyoung tense. “Did you feel empty with me only using your mouth? With nothing stuffing that loose, greedy hole of yours?”
Soonyoung’s lashes flutter as he lets out a groan, shivering as Jihoon pulls out his finger from inside him. The reprieve is short lived however, as he gathers more of the mixture Soonyoung’s been drooling for who knows how long on his fingertips before he’s back to pressing inside, Jihoon’s own cum acting as lube. Though kind of disgusting, the thought does rip a moan from Soonyoung’s throat. Jihoon looks at him, amused and likely knowing what’s going on in his head, as he manages to get a full finger inside of him. Soonyoung moans even longer and harder, panting around the silicone in his mouth as he feels precum race down his aching cock.
This is supposed to be a treat, he thinks a little petulantly, his toes curling as Jihoon begins to fuck him with a finger. This isn’t supposed to be torturous.
A string of whimpers must get that across because soon Jihoon’s shushing him softly, sucking at his earlobe as he pulls his finger out of his ass and moves to rest it on his chest.
“I’m sorry, I’ve been teasing haven’t I?”
Soonyoung whines as best he can, earning himself a coo from Jihoon.
“You’re right, I have.” Jihoon begins to thumb at his nipple, his other hand moving across Soonyoung’s chest. “You’re just so fun to tease,” he says, a finger working into Soonyoung’s ass once more. Soonyoung whines, tears falling as he stares at Jihoon. Jihoon just sighs, moving his hands off of his chest to pat his cheek.
“Fine, okay. But here’s the thing,” he starts and Soonyoung feels his heart sink before Jihoon crooks the finger inside of him and he feels nothing but pleasure. “Keep yourself upright,” Jihoon warns when he’s finally back in himself, his eyes wet and wanting as he stares at Jihoon. “I’m not going to, but I’m also going to stop the second you sit down. Got it?”
Soonyoung nods, a choked moan catching in his throat and forcing a dribble of cum out of his mouth as Jihoon’s finger catches on his rim. He reaches out and anchors himself to Jihoon’s waist, thankfully not getting reprehended for the hold or ruining any camera angle as his entire body trembles. Jihoon slowly begins to work his hole with just one finger, careful about it, before he slowly feels out Soonyoung’s cock. It’s a little dry but before Soonyoung can even notice it Jihoon reaches up to his face, wiping away some of his drool before he smears it across Soonyoung’s cock. The whole thing is so incredibly vulgar that it makes Soonyoung’s lungs stutter, but then Jihoon makes a come here motion inside of him and he can’t care about what they’re using for lube.
“Play with your tits,” Jihoon commands him, his hands moving slowly on Soonyoung’s most sensitive parts. Still desperate to be good, Soonyoung reaches up with his more free hand to circle a nipple, pinching the bud at the same time that Jihoon squeezes his balls. His head falls back and he groans but he stays put, coming apart on Jihoon’s hands for everyone to see.
“You wanna cum?” Jihoon asks, his expression teasing when Soonyoung looks. Still he nods frantically, choking on a moan when pinches his nipple a little too hard. Jihoon smirks at him as he shakes his head. “Beg for it.”
Fuck, Soonyoung thinks, taking in decent breath before he does exactly as he’s told.
“Please,” he tries to say, but he’s not sure what Jihoon hears around the cum and silvia and silicone in his mouth. “Please let me cum, please!”
Jihoon laughs softly, letting go of his cock to move his hand to his other nipple, wordlessly telling him to play with that one. Soonyoung does as he’s told, whimpering around the silicone in his mouth as he stares at Jihoon helplessly.
“Okay slut,” Jihoon says, smacking Soonyoung’s inner thigh and laughing when it makes him jump. “I’ll make you cum.”
And if that doesn’t sound like a threat- Soonyoung starts to think before Jihoon has a hand around his cock and is actually jerking it off. He cries out, the sound a mix of desperate relief, his chest heaving with the force of it. Even more cum stained spit slips from his lips and tears race down his cheeks but he doesn’t care, his ruined throat sounding worse and worse with every sob that escapes him. Still he manages to keep a clumsy hand on his nipple, the sensation all but lost to the feeling of actual real worthwhile stimulation on his cock and the finger now fucking his hole meaningfully.
He’s sobbing as he’s coming apart in Jihoon’s hands, staring at him desperately as his body heaves and shakes, desperate to keep himself kneeling.
“Naw,” Jihoon coos, demeaning in just the right way to make a shiver race down Soonyoung’s already trembling spine, “the slut’s that desperate?”
Soonyoung sobs as he nods, all other form of thought long since fucked out of him.
“Go on then, cum for me.”
Soonyoung sobs in relief before his body locks up and an orgasm overtakes him, cum splattering everywhere. He doesn’t think he’s breathing but he can’t care, far too blissed out to worry about such a silly thing, when his eyes snap open.
When he tunes back in from being in orgasmic bliss, Jihoon is working his cock again, the pace fast and demanding and making his back bow. Overstimulation barely has time to present itself as his second orgasm begins to build again, his hips stuttering forward in search of the teasingly painful yet so incredibly delicious friction.
Jihoon snorts at him and Soonyoung looks up at him through teary eyes, his expression one of demeaning that makes Soonyoung feel like he’s gone ten times harder.
“I should’ve known once wouldn’t have been enough for a slut like you,” he says as he clicks his tongue, letting go of Soonyoung’s cock for a moment and watching as he howls in desperation. Jihoon shakes his head, the finger in Soonyoung’s hole pulling out and suddenly being joined by another, his legs turning into jelly as he falls forward, catching himself only on Jihoon’s body.
Jihoon raises an eyebrow, pressing his fingers further inside of Soonyoung and watching as his cock leaks and his legs shake, so close to the edge already.
“Can you even last for one more, slut?”
Soonyoung nods frantically, doing his best to stay upright as more and more moans slip through his open lips. Jihoon begins to corkscrew his ass and Soonyoung howls, his chin hitting his chest as he pants but still keeping his free hand on the nipple he was told to keep it on, still focused on being good.
Jihoon makes an assessing sound but Soonyoung can’t even care, too far gone to listen to much anymore.
“I could edge you like this,” Jihoon taunts, his hand curling around Soonyoung’s aching cock as he sobs. “Bring you to the edge again and again while you’re already so out of your mind.”
Soonyoung shakes his head desperately, certain that he’s actually crying.
“I’d just touch your cock twice and you’d be there and then I’d let go,” he lets go and Soonyoung howls around the gag, his chest heaving with the force of his sobs as he does his best to keep himself upright.
“But that’s just mean,” he says with a bit of a laugh, running his hands up and down Soonyoung’s side. “Why don’t you cum for me, baby?”
Jihoon takes a hold of his cock and jerks him a few more times, scissoring his fingers inside of him, and Soonyoung comes so hard he thinks he passes out.
Soonyoung feels the weight of his limbs before anything else.
“You back with me?”
The words wash over him softly, the tide nipping at his toes as it rises. Soonyoung lets out a soft little noise and Jihoon snorts softly from somewhere nearby. Fingertips card through his hair and Soonyoung would preen if he had the energy to.
“I got you as clean as I could,” Jihoon starts, his fingers scratching at Soonyoung’s scalp. If he weren’t already boneless from the insane fuck, he’d be boneless from that feeling alone. “And then I put you in bed, so no need sex sheets this time.”
Soonyoung snorts softly, the sound barely there. By the squeeze to his wrist he knows Jihoon’s smiling down at him.
“I can tell you’re still really floaty,” he adds after who knows how long that they just sit there, Jihoon’s hands in his hair and his skin warm as it presses into Soonyoung’s limp body. “We’ll wait ‘til you come down more before we feed you then.”
Soonyoung smiles this time, the happiness in his chest growing so much that he feels like he’s going to explode as Jihoon presses a kiss to the tip of his nose.
“Enjoy the clouds, baby.”
And Soonyoung does exactly that.