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"Last one, come on Taehyun," you called out, leaning against the gym's wall, a hint of a smile playing on your lips as you watched Taehyun struggle with the weights.

Taehyun's muscles bulged and veins popped as he pushed through the final repetition, sweat dripping from his forehead and staining the collar of his shirt. He exhaled sharply, the sound echoing in the otherwise quiet gym, and racked the barbell with a clang that seemed to shake the floor. He turned to you, chest heaving, and flashed them a triumphant grin. "Beat that," he challenged, wiping his face with a towel.

You stepped forward, your own muscles flexing slightly as you took the towel and handed Taehyun a bottle of water. "I'm not trying to beat you," you said, amusement in your voice. "I'm just here to make sure you don't pass out." You unscrewed your own water bottle and took a sip, your gaze never leaving Taehyun's flushed face.

Taehyun took a long drink, the cool liquid sliding down his throat and easing the burn from his workout. He watched your eyes trace the line of his neck, following the droplets of sweat as they traveled down his chest. "Alright, I think that's enough for today," he said, setting the bottle down and grabbing his gym bag. "How about we head back to my place to, you know, stretch out?" His voice was low, a playful glint in his eye.

They didn't stay in the gym for too long, both eager to shed the sticky layers of sweat and exhaustion. Taehyun led the way to his apartment, the anticipation building with every step. He knew his girlfriend wouldn't be home for hours, which meant they had all the time they needed to indulge in their secret rendezvous. The door swung open to reveal a clean, minimalist space, a stark contrast to the chaotic energy they'd left behind. The scent of Taehyun's cologne filled the air, mingling with the faint aroma of dinner cooking in the kitchen.

"Make yourself at home," Taehyun said, tossing his bag onto a chair in the corner of the room. He pulled off his shirt, revealing an impressive set of abs and a broad chest that made your heart race. You couldn't help but appreciate the view, your eyes lingering on the contours of his muscles as you followed him into the living room. He grabbed the TV remote, turning on some music to fill the silence that had grown thick between them. The beat was slow, seductive, and seemed to pulse in time with the sudden acceleration of their heartbeats.

They sat down on the couch, close but not touching, the air between them charged with unspoken desire. Taehyun leaned back, his arm brushing against yours, and the electricity that shot through you was undeniable. "So, stretching, huh?" you said, trying to keep their voice casual. "I can think of some... interesting positions."

Taehyun chuckled, his eyes darkening. "Is that right?" He turned to face you, your knees touching now. The music washed over them, a low throb that seemed to vibrate in their very bones. "Care to demonstrate?"

The challenge in Taehyun's voice was unmistakable, and your pulse quickened. You set their water bottle down with a deliberate thud and leaned in closer, your breath mingling. "Maybe I will," you whispered, your voice dropping to match the tempo of the music.

Taehyun's hand hovered over the remote, the volume button poised for action. He met your eyes, his own filled with a mix of desire and mischief. "I dare you," he murmured, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. Without waiting for a response, he turned up the volume, letting the bass thrum through the room.

You took the dare, a glint of excitement sparking in your eyes. You leaned in, the warmth of your breath fanning over Taehyun's skin as you spoke. "Alright, then." Your hands found their way to Taehyun's shoulders, gently pushing him back into the cushions. The tension grew palpable, the air thick with the scent of arousal.

Taehyun didn't resist, allowing his body to be maneuvered. His eyes never left yours, the connection between them a live wire that zapped and crackled. He watched as you straddled his thighs, your own desire mirroring his own. The music grew louder, a heartbeat that seemed to sync with the pounding in their chests.

Your hands slid down Taehyun's arms, your fingertips tracing the lines of muscles that had just moments ago been straining against the weight of the barbell. You felt the heat of his skin, the stickiness of his sweat, and the solidness of his biceps beneath your touch. Taehyun's smirk grew into a full-blown grin, the kind that promised trouble and pleasure in equal measure. He reached up, cupping the back of your neck and pulling them closer, the space between their lips shrinking to a breath.

The moment of contact was explosive, a spark that ignited the kindling of lust that had been building all evening. The kiss had them both panting and moaning into the other's mouth. Taehyun's hand found the hem of your shirt, slipping beneath to explore the firm planes of their stomach, tracing the lines that led down to the waistband of their shorts. He felt the hardness there, and his own cock responded in kind, straining against the fabric of his gym pants.

They broke the kiss, gasping for air, their eyes locked in a silent challenge. Taehyun's thumb brushed over the head of your cock, teasing it through the fabric. "I think I found a new muscle to work on," he murmured, his voice thick with desire.

You chuckled, a low, throaty sound that made Taehyun's stomach clench. You reached down, your fingertips grazing his abs before you tugged at the waistband of his pants. "Let's get these off, then," you said, a wicked smile playing on their lips.

Without breaking eye contact, Taehyun lifted his hips, allowing you to pull down his pants. His cock sprang free, already hard and eager. Your eyes widened slightly, taking in the size and girth of Taehyun's erection. "Impressive," you murmured, leaning in to kiss along the length of his shaft.

Taehyun's breath hitched, and he couldn't help but let out a low groan as your lips wrapped around the tip of his cock. The feeling of your mouth on him was exquisite, a perfect mix of pressure and warmth that sent shivers down his spine. He watched, transfixed, as you took more of him in, your cheeks hollowing with the effort. His hand found the back of your head, gently guiding you down onto his throbbing cock, setting a rhythm that had him seeing stars.

The sound of their wet, hungry kisses filled the room, mingling with the bass of the music and the heavy beat of their hearts. Taehyun's hips began to rock in sync with your movements, the friction building to a delicious ache. He felt the tension coil in his belly, tightening like a spring about to snap. His eyes slipped shut, and he let out a strangled moan, his fingers tightening in your hair.

But the moment was too much, too intense, and Taehyun had to pull back, panting. "Bedroom," he managed to gasp out, his voice thick with need. You nodded, your eyes glazed with lust, and you stood, offering Taehyun a hand to help him to his feet. They stumbled down the hallway, the music following them like a siren's call to pleasure. The door to Taehyun's room was open, and they tumbled through it, their clothes coming off in a whirlwind of fabric and desire.

The bed was a sea of white sheets, a stark contrast to the darkened room. Taehyun fell back onto it, his body a sculpture of muscle and want. You followed, your eyes never leaving Taehyun's face as they straddled his waist, their hard cock nestling against his abs. You leaned down, capturing Taehyun's mouth in a kiss that was both tender and fierce, their tongues dueling with the same urgency as their bodies.

Taehyun's hand slid down, gripping your ass firmly. He couldn't help but squeeze, feeling the tightness of the muscle beneath his fingers, his mind racing with the thought of what was to come. You moaned into the kiss, their hips rocking against Taehyun's in a silent plea for more.

They broke apart, their breathing ragged as they stared at each other, the air between them thick with need. "I've always wondered what it would be like," Taehyun murmured, his eyes dark and filled with lust. "Your mouth on me, that is."

You smirked before straddling Taehyun's chest, you leaned forward, your cock brushing against his abs, leaving a trail of precum that glistened in the dim light. "Is that so?" You asked, their voice a seductive whisper.

Taehyun nodded, his eyes locked onto yours as he felt the weight of your body pressing down on him, your cock sliding against the warmth of his skin. He could feel the heat of your arousal, the pressure building between them. "Mm-hmm," he murmured, his voice thick with need. "And now's your chance to find out."

With a playful smirk, you leaned in closer, your cock teasing Taehyun's abs as you captured his mouth again. The kiss was deep and searching, a promise of what was to come. You felt the bed shift beneath you as Taehyun's hands roamed over your body, exploring the contours of their muscles and the slickness of your skin. The tension grew, a delicious ache that coiled in their gut and made your toes curl.

Breaking the kiss, you reached down, wrapping your hand around Taehyun's thick cock. You stroked him slowly, watching the pleasure play out on his face. His eyes rolled back, and he let out a low, guttural groan that sent a shiver down your spine. "Is this what you had in mind?" You whispered against his ear, their breath hot and tickling.

Taehyun's only response was to arch his back, pushing his chest upward, offering it to you. You took the hint, moving down to kiss and lick the expanse of Taehyun's broad, muscular chest. You took your time, savoring the taste of his salty sweat and the feel of his heart hammering beneath your lips. You teased and nibbled, your teeth grazing the sensitive skin, making Taehyun's abs clench and his toes curl.

"Fuck, yes," Taehyun breathed, his voice tight with restrained passion. He watched as you positioned your cock, the head nestling in the valley between his pecs. The sensation was strange, yet incredibly arousing. He felt the smoothness of your shaft sliding along his skin, leaving a wet trail of precum in its wake.

Your eyes never left Taehyun's juicy, sweaty chest as you began to move, your hips rolling in a sensual rhythm that had them both groaning. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the air, punctuated by the occasional gasp or murmur. "You like that?” You whispered, a smug smile playing on you lips as you watched Taehyun's reaction.

"Oh, fuck yes," Taehyun moaned, his hands gripping the bedsheets tightly. The sensation was unlike anything he'd ever felt before, the friction of their bodies driving him wild. He could feel the heat of your cock against his chest, the wetness of precum smearing across his skin as they moved together. "More," he demanded, his voice a desperate growl.

You chuckled, the sound low and wicked. "As you wish," you murmured, picking up the pace. The sound of skin slapping grew louder, more frantic, as they ground your cock against Taehyun's chest. You watched Taehyun's face contort with pleasure, the muscles in his neck straining as he threw his head back, lost in the feeling.

But the power play was about to shift. Taehyun's hand shot out, grabbing your wrist and stilling your motion. He sat up abruptly, flipping them over so that you lay on your back, your legs splayed open in invitation. "My turn," he growled, his eyes flashing with a dominant fire.

He hovered over you, his cock bobbing with excitement. His hand wrapped around your neck, squeezing gently but firmly, the touch both possessive and reassuring. "You're so fucking pretty when you're like this," he murmured, his voice a dark promise. "Spread your legs wider."

You obeyed, the anticipation making your breath hitch. Taehyun's eyes raked over you, taking in the sight of your hard cock standing at attention and the way your stomach muscles quivered with anticipation. "So obedient," he praised, the word a low, sultry purr that sent a shiver down spine.

He positioned himself between your legs, his own cock jutting out proudly. "Now, let's see if you can handle this," he said, the smirk on his lips promising a challenge. He leaned down, the tip of his cock pressing against your entrance. "You're going to take every inch of me," he said, his voice a mix of command and reassurance.

You nodded, your eyes wide with a mix of fear and excitement. Taehyun's grip on your neck tightened, his thumb tracing gentle circles over their pulse point. "That's my good boy," he whispered, the degradation in his words only serving to turn you on more.

With one swift movement, Taehyun pushed into you, filling you completely in one hard, unyielding thrust. Your eyes rolled back, and a high-pitched cry of pleasure was torn from your throat. "Take it," Taehyun growled, his voice deep and commanding. "Take all of me."

Your body stretched to accommodate Taehyun's girth, the sensation of being filled so completely sending shockwaves of pleasure through you. You felt their walls tighten around him, trying to keep him inside, as if your body knew it never wanted to let him go. Taehyun began to move, his hips pistoning in a rhythm that was both punishing and exquisite. He leaned down, his teeth grazing your earlobe. "You're mine," he whispered, the words a dark, possessive claim.

You moaned, arching your back to meet each thrust. Taehyun's grip on your neck never faltered, the pressure a constant reminder of who was in control. "You're so fucking tight," he groaned, his voice strained with effort. "You're going to come for me, aren't you?"

Their eyes locked, the connection between them unbreakable. You could feel the tension coiling in your belly, the pressure building with every stroke of Taehyun's cock. You nodded, the word "yes" lost in the symphony of gasps and moans that filled the room. Taehyun's eyes darkened, his smile growing feral. "Come for me," he urged, his hips slamming into you with increased vigor.

Your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave, your body bucking and convulsing as you spilled your release onto Taehyun's chest. The warmth of your cum spread across the hard muscles, a sticky mess that only served to heighten the intensity of the moment. Taehyun's rhythm didn't falter, his eyes never leaving your face as he watched them come apart beneath him.

The sight of your pleasure painted across your face was almost too much for Taehyun to handle. His own orgasm was a hair's breadth away, the feel of your tightness around him and the taste of your sweat on his tongue pushing him closer to the edge. He leaned down, capturing your mouth in a bruising kiss, their bodies moving together in a symphony of passion.

Your nails dug into Taehyun's back, leaving trails of white-hot pain that only served to fuel his desire. He could feel your prostate swelling with each deep, punishing thrust, the pressure building until he knew he couldn't hold back any longer. With a final groan that seemed to shake the very foundations of the room, Taehyun released, his cock pulsing deep within your body.

The aftermath of their passion was a sticky mess of sweat and cum, their bodies tangled together in a heap of limbs and panting breaths. The scent of sex hung heavy in the air, a testament to their shared ecstasy. Taehyun's chest heaved, his heart racing as he pulled out, a string of cum connecting them for a brief moment.

You looked down at the mess they'd made, a lazy smile playing on their lips as you reached out with your tongue to lick the salty residue from Taehyun's pecs. The muscular expanse was a canvas of desire, painted with the evidence of their encounter. Taehyun's chest was a delicious landscape of, well pecs, and you couldn't help but savor every inch you cleaned, your eyes never leaving Taehyun's as you tasted yourself on his skin.

But their intimate moment was shattered by an unexpected sound—the unmistakable voice of Taehyun's girlfriend echoing through the apartment. "Tae, you home?" she called out, the sweetness in her tone a stark contrast to the raw passion that had just filled the room.

"Hyung, can I ask you something?" Beomgyu's voice was timid, a stark contrast to the boisterous laughter echoing from the other members' dorm room. Soobin looked up from his book, a furrow of confusion etched into his brow. He was used to the younger member's boundless energy, not this tentative approach.

Soobin set his book down, leaning against the headboard of his bed. The room was dimly lit, the curtains drawn to keep the harsh daylight out. "What's up, Beomgyu?" he asked, his tone cold but gentle.

Beomgyu bit his bottom lip, his eyes darting around the room. "Well, I was wondering if you could help me with something." He paused, his cheeks flushing pink. "I'm trying to make dinner for everyone tonight, but I'm not really good at cooking," he finally admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

Soobin raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. "You want me to help you cook?" It was rare for any of the members to take charge in the kitchen, especially when it came to preparing a meal for the whole group. But the thought of spending some quality time with Beomgyu was didn’t sound too bad. "Alright, what's on the menu?"

Beomgyu's eyes lit up with relief. "I was thinking of making bulgogi," he said, his voice growing more confident. "But I don't know if I can handle the marinade."

Soobin nodded. "Sounds good to me." He pushed himself off the bed and stood up, stretching his long frame. "Let's go to the kitchen and see what we can whip up."

Beomgyu led the way, his heart pounding in his chest. As they entered the kitchen, the smell of garlic and soy sauce filled the air, remnants of past culinary attempts. Soobin grabbed an apron from the hook by the door and tossed it to Beomgyu, who caught it with a giggle. "Put this on," he said, tying his own apron around his waist. "We don't want you getting all messy."

Beomgyu obeyed, tying the apron strings into a neat bow at the back. As he turned around, Soobin reached out to grab the marinade ingredients from the fridge, accidentally brushing against Beomgyu's butt. The contact was fleeting, but electric. Beomgyu froze, his eyes going wide. Soobin pretended not to notice, focusing on the bottles of sauces before him. But inside, he felt his body respond to the unintentional touch. He hadn't realized how much he'd been craving such tension.

He cleared his throat and turned back to face Beomgyu, who was still standing there, frozen like a deer in headlights. Soobin took a step closer, their bodies almost touching. "You okay?" he asked, his voice low and teasing.

Beomgyu nodded, his cheeks still flushed. "Yeah, I'm fine," he managed to say, though his voice trembled slightly. Soobin could see the question in his eyes, the silent plea for more. The air between them growing thick with anticipation.

Without warning, Soobin grabbed Beomgyu's wrist, pulling him closer. "Why don't you start by cutting the vegetables?" he murmured, his breath hot against Beomgyu's ear. Beomgyu nodded, his heart racing as he took the knife with a shaky hand. Soobin stepped in behind him, pressing his firm body against the smaller man's, his hands covering Beomgyu's as they guided the knife through the carrots and onions.

Their presence felt mutually intoxicating, and Beomgyu could feel Soobin's arousal growing. He tried to focus on the task at hand, but the heat from Soobin's body was making it difficult. Soobin leaned down, whispering instructions into his ear as he ground his hips into Beomgyu's backside. "Make sure they're all the same size," he breathed, his voice husky with desire. Beomgyu's breath hitched as he felt the hardness growing against his lower back.

Unable to resist any longer, Soobin spun Beomgyu around, pushing him against the counter. He claimed the younger man's lips in a bruising kiss, his tongue delving deep. Beomgyu melted into the embrace, his body responding instinctively. He wrapped his arms around Soobin's neck, pulling him closer.

Soobin's hands roamed down Beomgyu's body, slipping under the apron to grope his ass. He squeezed it firmly, eliciting a gasp from Beomgyu's lips. The fabric of their clothes was no barrier to the heat building between them. He untied Beomgyu's apron, letting it fall to the floor. Beomgyu's eyes never left Soobin's as he reached down to unbuckle the older man's belt.

The sound of the belt being unbuckled was like a gunshot in the quiet kitchen, echoing through the room. Soobin stepped back, his pants falling to his ankles, revealing his massive erection straining against his boxers. Beomgyu stared, his eyes wide with both fear and excitement. Soobin's hand slid down to cup Beomgyu's cheek, his thumb stroking the soft skin there. "You want this, don't you?" he growled, his eyes dark with lust.

Beomgyu nodded, unable to find his voice. He could feel his own cock twitch in his pants, desperate for Soobin's touch. Soobin leaned in and kissed him again, his teeth nipping at Beomgyu's bottom lip. He pushed Beomgyu down onto the counter, the cold surface sending a shiver through his body. He stepped in between Beomgyu's legs, his cock nudging at the younger man's stomach.

With a quick yank, Soobin pulled Beomgyu's pants down, exposing his plump ass. He groaned at the sight, his hand reaching out to caress the smooth skin. "So beautiful," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. Beomgyu whimpered, his face flushing with arousal.

Soobin stepped back, his cock now fully exposed, standing tall and proud. He took a moment to appreciate the way Beomgyu's eyes widened at the sight of it. It was massive. He slammed Beomgyu's legs apart and positioned himself at the entrance of his tight, pink hole.

With a smirk, Soobin grabbed the bottle of oil they'd planned to use for the bulgogi and drizzled a generous amount onto Beomgyu's ass. The younger boy squirmed at the cold sensation, his cheeks pressing into the counter. Soobin chuckled, his own excitement growing. He rubbed the oil into the soft skin, making sure every inch was coated. His finger hovered at the entrance, and with a swift motion, he pushed it in, making Beomgyu gasp.

"You're so tight, baby," Soobin murmured, his voice a mix of praise and a challenge. Beomgyu moaned, his body quivering with anticipation. Soobin added another finger, stretching him gently but insistently. Beomgyu's nails dug into the countertop as he tried to adjust to the sensation. "You're going to take all of me," Soobin said, his voice a dark promise.

Beomgyu could only nod, his eyes screwed shut, his breath coming in short gasps. He felt Soobin's thumb circling his hole, and he cried out, his hips bucking against the intrusion. "Hyung, please," he begged, his voice needy.

Soobin's grin was wicked as he finally lined up the head of his cock with Beomgyu's hole. "Please what?" he demanded, his voice a low growl.

"Please, hyung," Beomgyu whimpered, his voice shaking with need. "Please fuck me."

Soobin's chuckle was low and dark as he lined up his cock, the tip pressing against the tight ring of muscle. "As you wish," he murmured, and with one swift thrust, he buried himself to the hilt. Beomgyu's scream was muffled by the palm Soobin had clamped over his mouth, his body arching off the counter as he was filled completely.

"That's it," Soobin whispered, his voice a sinful caress in Beomgyu's ear. "Take it all baby..." He began to move, his hips snapping back and forth in a rough rhythm that made the kitchen table shake. Beomgyu's eyes watered with the pain, but he could feel the beginnings of pleasure unfurling within him. Soobin's grip on his waist was bruising, his thrusts deep and unyielding.

"You're mine," Soobin said, his voice harsh with desire. "Mine to fuck whenever I want." Beomgyu moaned in response, his body already betraying him, his walls clenching around the thick intrusion. Soobin's hand slid down to grip Beomgyu's cock, stroking it in time with his thrusts. "You like that, don't you?" he taunted, his voice a seductive whisper. "You like it when your hyung takes control, hm?"

Beomgyu's eyes rolled back in his head as Soobin hit his prostate, the sensation overwhelming. He nodded frantically, his voice lost in a symphony of moans and whimpers. Soobin's strokes grew faster, his grip tightening, as he pushed Beomgyu closer and closer to the edge. The kitchen was a cacophony of sounds: the slap of flesh against flesh, the squelch of Soobin's cock sliding in and out of Beomgyu's tight ass, and their mingled gasps for air.

"Look at me," Soobin demanded, his hand releasing Beomgyu's mouth. The younger boy's eyes snapped open, his pupils blown with lust as he stared up at Soobin. The older man's face was flushed, his eyes hooded with desire, and his teeth gritted with the effort of holding back. "You're going to come for me," Soobin murmured, his voice thick with dominance. "You're going to scream my fucking name."

Beomgyu's hips rolled back, taking Soobin deeper, his body desperate for the release it knew was coming. The muscular top leaned in closer, his cock pistoning in and out of Beomgyu's ass. "Hyung," Beomgyu moaned, his voice a sweet, keening sound that sent shockwaves through Soobin's body. "I'm going to come," he warned, his voice high and tight.

Soobin's hand tightened on Beomgyu's cock, his strokes quickening. "Do it," he ordered, his voice low and commanding. "Come for me. Show me how much you love your hyung's cock." The words were a catalyst, and with a strangled cry, Beomgyu's body convulsed, spilling hot ropes of cum across the counter. The sight was almost too much for Soobin to handle, his own orgasm barreling down on him like a freight train.

He pulled out abruptly, tearing a gasp from Beomgyu's throat. Before the younger member could recover, Soobin turned him around, pushing him onto all fours. He grabbed Beomgyu's hips, pulling him back onto his still-hard cock. The feeling of Beomgyu's warm, sticky cum coating his length only served to drive Soobin wilder. "You're such a good boy," he murmured, his voice thick with arousal. "Now let me show you how much I appreciate it."

Beomgyu's eyes rolled back as Soobin began to pound into him from behind, his hands gripping the counter for dear life. The older man's grip on his hips was unyielding, his thrusts deep and rough. Each time Soobin hit his prostate, Beomgyu's body jolted with pleasure, his knees sliding on the slick countertop. "Your ass is so tight," Soobin groaned, his voice a dark symphony of lust. "So perfect for my big cock."

The kitchen was their personal playground now, the scent of arousal mingling with the faint smell of marinade. Beomgyu could feel Soobin's cock swelling even more, stretching him to his limits. The pain was delicious, a thrilling reminder of who was in charge. "That's it," Soobin encouraged, his breath hot and ragged in Beomgyu's ear. "Take it all. You love it, don't you? You love your hyung's cock."

Beomgyu's response was a garbled moan, his words lost in the haze of pleasure. He felt Soobin's thumb dig into the flesh of his hip as the other hand slapped his ass, the sound echoing in the small space. "Look at this jiggly ass," Soobin growled, giving it a firm squeeze. "So perfect. So tempting." Each slap was followed by a deep, punishing thrust, pushing Beomgyu closer and closer to the edge of oblivion.

The younger boy's body was a canvas of sensation, Soobin's touch painting a masterpiece of desire and submission. He arched his back, pushing back against his hyung's cock, eager for more. "Please, hyung," he begged, his voice barely recognizable. "Don't stop." His words were a siren's song, urging Soobin onward.

Soobin's grip on Beomgyu's hips tightened, his thrusts growing more forceful. He reveled in the younger man's vulnerability, his own pleasure skyrocketing. "You want more, baby?" he taunted, his voice a dark melody. "You want me to fill you up?" Beomgyu nodded frantically, his cheek pressing against the cold counter.

With a feral grin, Soobin pulled out almost entirely before slamming back in, making Beomgyu's body quiver. The younger man's eyes squeezed shut, and a scream tore from his throat. "Hyung!" he cried out, the word a desperate plea. Soobin felt his own orgasm approaching, his cock swelling even more. He quickened his pace, his hips slapping against Beomgyu's ass with each powerful thrust.

Beomgyu's moans grew louder, his body moving in sync with Soobin's. He felt so full, so claimed by the man he'd longed for. He could feel Soobin's cock thickening, the veins bulging, and knew he was close. The pressure built inside him, a coil of ecstasy tightening in his stomach. "Hyung, hyung," he chanted, his voice breaking on the word.

Soobin's thrusts grew more erratic, his breathing ragged. He leaned over Beomgyu, his hands gripping the counter on either side of the younger man's body. His eyes bore into Beomgyu's, the intensity of his gaze almost too much to handle. "You're mine," he growled, his teeth clenched. "Say it."

Beomgyu's voice was a desperate whine. "Y-yes, hyung." His body was a livewire, each nerve ending singing with pleasure. "I'm yours."

Soobin's smile was one of pure triumph as he heard the words fall from Beomgyu's lips. With one final, brutal thrust, he reached his peak, flooding Beomgyu's insides with his hot, sticky seed. The younger man screamed, the sound raw and unfiltered, echoing through the kitchen as his body clenched around Soobin's cock. The sensation was overwhelming, the heat of Soobin's cum filling him up.

Soobin leaned over, his chest heaving with exertion, his eyes never leaving Beomgyu's. He watched the younger man's face contort with pleasure, his cheeks flushed and eyes glazed over. Beomgyu's mouth was open in a silent "O," his body trembling with the aftershocks of his climax. "Such a good boy," Soobin murmured, his voice filled with pride.

Gently, Soobin withdrew, the absence of his cock leaving Beomgyu feeling both empty and relieved. He slumped onto the counter, his legs shaking, as Soobin turned him around to face him. The older member's expression softened as he took in the sight of Beomgyu's flushed face and the sheen of sweat that coated his body. He reached out, his thumb brushing away a stray tear from Beomgyu's cheek. "You okay?" he asked, his voice tender.

Beomgyu nodded, his eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "Yeah," he managed to croak out, his voice hoarse from his cries. Soobin pulled him into a warm embrace, cradling his head against his broad chest. Beomgyu could feel the rapid beat of Soobin's heart, a comforting rhythm that helped to soothe his own racing pulse.

The two of them stood there for a moment, panting and sweaty, their bodies sticky from their exertion. Soobin reached for the apron that had fallen to the floor, using it to clean them both up. He was careful not to be too rough, his touch gentle and soothing as he wiped the sweat from Beomgyu's forehead and the cum from his chin. Beomgyu's legs felt like jelly, but he was content to lean into Soobin's embrace, his body still trembling with the aftermath of their intense encounter.

Once they were both cleaned up, Soobin pulled Beomgyu to his feet, his hands lingering on the younger man's hips. "Not the kind of mess I was expecting" he joked, his voice a low rumble that made Beomgyu's stomach flip. The submissive boy nodded, a small smile playing on his lips as he slid off the counter. The kitchen was a mess, ingredients scattered across the counter and a fine mist of oil coating the surface.

yeonjun and soobin always swore to everyone they were “just friends”. both very well aware of the shipping going on between moas. but who knows what exactly goes on behind the scenes

after a long day of attending the vmas, yeonjun and the others went back to the hotel they were staying at for the night, all going to their own rooms. but yeonjun had other plans in mind, all he could think of was soobin. he couldn’t stop thinking about when they were performing tinnitus for all the fans, he took a quick look at soobin, muscles shining in the light as he grinded his body to the music.

as soon as yeonjun entered his room he threw himself on the bed, laying on his back still feeling warm and sweaty from the concert. he couldn’t stop thinking of soobin, feeling himself growing hard, dick twitching in his white shorts just thinking about him, the thought of soobin grinding against his body made him tempted to text the younger man and that’s exactly what he did.

minutes later, soobin walks over to yeonjuns room, opening the unlocked door. “what do you need hyung?” he says letting a soft breath out his lips, looking over at yeonjun who’s laying on his stomach and legs up swinging in the air, biting his lips looking down at his phone whilst grabbing his hardened bulge in his white shorts before looking directly at soobin’s wide opened eyes.

yeonjun noticed soobin’s attention on his hand, quickly removing it from his bulge. “oh fuck im sorry soob-” he said before feeling soobin’s finger moving on his lips, silencing him.

“fucking slut needed me to come over for your own pleasure huh?” soobin said with a huge smirk on his face before looking over at yeonjun’s bubble butt. “get undressed then whore..” he whispered seductively, slapping yeonjun’s right cheek.

yeonjun shivered at the slap, but he knew he deserved it. he nodded slowly, unbuttoning his own shirt before standing up to remove it.

soobin quickly grabbed yeonjun’s waist, pinning him against the wall, moving his hands roughly to his hair, squeezing it tightly as he leaned in for a messy kiss, moaning in his mouth as he did so.

yeonjun moaned in response to being pinned against the wall, moving his hands to your shirt, unbuttoning it before sliding his hands up your body.

soobin moaned softly as yeonjun slid his hands up his body. he moved his hands down yeonjun’s back to his asscheeks, squeezing them as he got a tight grip. “gonna fuck you so good” he said pulling away with a smirk on his face.

yeonjun's breath hitched at the squeeze on his ass, his body already aching for more. he nodded eagerly, his eyes locked onto soobin's. “please... i need it.”

“yeah? beg for it then” soobin said pushing yeonjun down on the bed, staring at him still holding that smirk on his face, hands moving down to his own pants, sliding them down, pulling his boxers off aswell, exposing his long and thick cock.

“please, soobin... i'm yours. fuck me.” yeonjun's voice trembled as he spoke, his cheeks flushing red with shame and desire. he watched as soobin undressed, his eyes tracing the outline of his long cock.

satisfied, soobin got on his knees as he moved his hands to yeonjun’s waist, helping him remove his shorts, pulling down his tight underwear in the same sweep. “wanna suck me off first or let me fuck your tight hole? you choose whore.” he grunted with an evil grin on his face.

“i... i'll do anything you want.” yeonjun shuddered, his body already anticipating the pleasure and pain that was yet to come. he spread his legs wider, offering his hole to soobin.

“yeah thats right bitch.. so needy you’ll let me use you like a fucking sex toy” he chuckled smirking with his low and husky voice, leaning closer to yeonjun’s face before slapping his cheek once again.

yeonjun yelped, his cheek stinging from the slap. he looked into soobin's eyes, his chest heaving with anticipation. “please, fuck me.”

“since you’re asking so nicely..” he said mockingly, moving his cock to yeonjun’s entrance teasing him before pushing himself slowly inside the other man, groaning as he felt yeonjun’s tight hole stretching out around his thick cock.

yeonjun bit his lip hard, feeling the initial penetration. it hurt, but he knew it was part of their twisted game. he looked up at soobin, his eyes filled with a mix of pain and desire. “fuck... soobin...”

“huh? what’s wrong?” he whispered in yeonjun’s ear smirking as he quickened his speed, pounding at his tight hole harder and harder with each thrust. “since you wanted it so badly take it whore” he groaned as he moved one hand to yeonjun’s neck, grabbing it tightly, choking him.

yeonjun gasped, his eyes watering as he was choked. he couldn't speak, but he could feel himself getting closer to his first orgasm with soobin.

“fucking scream bitch.. i know you want to..” he moaned softly as he panted heavily, removing his grip at yeonjun’s throat, pounding harder and faster as he felt his first climax building up.

yeonjun cried out, his voice muffled as he gave in to his first orgasm. he shuddered and twitched, feeling a mix of pleasure and humiliation wrack through his body as he came on his stomach, moaning loudly.

“did i allow you to cum huh?” he grunted as he slapped yeonjun’s face again, leaving it red. “gonna fuck you over the edge” he groaned as he quickened his speed once again. soobin loved seeing the older man all messed up and defenseless in front of him, the tears streaming down his watery eyes turning him on even more.

yeonjun whimpered, his face stinging from the slap. he tried to focus on soobin's movements, feeling himself being pushed closer to the edge once again. "s-soobin..." he panted, his body trembling with anticipation and fear. "i- i can't take any more..." yeonjun whispered, his voice barely audible over the sound of their rough sex. he felt himself about to reach the peak again, but he didn't know if he could handle it.

“good boy.. taking me so well yeah? you can take it.” he groaned as he leaned down, forehead meeting yeonjun’s, breathing heavily almost reaching his climax. he moved his right hand to yeonjun’s orange hair gripping it tightly as his other hand held yeonjun’s waist tightly, thrusting at his tight hole.

yeonjun whimpered, his body tensing up as he felt soobin's hand in his hair. he couldn't look at soobin, his eyes squeezed shut as he prepared for the inevitable.

“fuck hyung im gonna cum.. gonna cum in you.. thats what you want yeah?” he groaned louldy against your face as he felt himself reaching his climax, thrusting harder and faster one last time before he finally came, shooting his hot white sticky liquid in yeonjun’s tight hole, filling it up, moaning as he did. “oh fuck..” he panted as he kept shooting gallons of cum inside yeonjun, giving him a messy kiss in between breaths before slowly starting to thrust into yeonjun again.

yeonjun groaned as he felt the hot cum shoot into him, his body shuddering from the intense sensation. he wasn't sure if he could take any more, but soobin showed no signs of stopping. "so... so big..."

soobin kept on thrusting at yeonjun’s tight hole, sloppy sounds filling the room as cum slowly started to drip out your hole. “can’t take more huh?” he mocked as he let out a giggle, moaning as he felt the overstimulation hitting him.

yeonjun's body shuddered under the weight of soobin's, his mind a haze of pleasure and pain. he tried to speak, but all that came out was a soft moan. “soob... I can't...”

“shut up bitch, you wanted this.. whore.” soobin grunted with a smirk on his face as he kept on pounding roughly at yeonjun, crossing yeonjun’s boundaries.

yeonjun's body jerked in response to soobin's rough treatment, a mixture of pleasure and discomfort coursing through him. he couldn't help but moan, his voice breaking with each cry. “you’re so fucking hot.. i am a whore.. please.. give me more..”

“thats right” he groaned loudly, thrusting even faster than before, making sure to hit the right spot, he fell in love with yeonjun’s body taking him so well, his small but bubbly ass clapping against his crotch, hole stretching perfectly, his hands on yeonjun’s tiny waist.

“y-yes... ahhh...” yeonjun's body trembled under soobin's assault, his voice barely audible over the sounds flesh against flesh. he felt himself about to reach the peak again, but he knew this time it would be different. yeonjun arched his back, letting out a long, drawn-out moan as he reached his second climax of the night. his insides clenched tightly around soobin's cock, milking him of every last drop of cum.

feeling yeonjun's tight ass clenching around him, soobin could hold back no longer. his hips bucked up into the sensation, feeling the last of his control slip away. “fuck... i'm gonna cum!”

yeonjun's body tensed once more, feeling soobin's final thrusts and the warmth filling him again. he bit his lip hard, trying to hold back a scream as the intense sensations washed over him. “a-ah... soobin...”

soobin's hands held onto yeonjun tightly, his hips grinding against yeonjun’s as he moaned into his neck. “fuck yes, baby. take it all.” he groaned loudly, feeling his seed shoot deep inside of yeonjun’s hole once more, filling it up completely.

yeonjun's body shuddered, every muscle tensing with pleasure and pain. he could feel soobin's cum seeping out of him, coating his thighs and the bed beneath them.

feeling yeonjun's body shudder beneath him, soobin couldn't help but let out a deep, satisfied groan. his eyes were heavy with lust as he looked down at the man he'd just taken so thoroughly. “yeonjun... i love you..” he said leaning in for a kiss in between pants.

yeonjun looked up at soobin, his eyes shimmering with a mixture of love and pleasure. he pulled soobin down into a deep, slow kiss, their tongues entwining as they both took refuge in each other's embrace.

as they broke the kiss, soobin smiled softly at yeonjun. “i'm glad you like it.” he leaned in to place a soft kiss on yeonjun's forehead before pulling out of him slowly.

yeonjun whimpered as soobin pulled out, his body craving more of the sensation. but he knew they needed to rest and recover. “i love you too, soobin”

soobin leaned down to give him a soft kiss on the lips before gently rolling off of him, laying down next to him. he stretched out, feeling sore and satisfied at the same time.

yeonjun let out a relieved sigh as he finally came down from the intense high of their session. his body was sore, but it was a good kind of pain that made him feel loved. “that was... really amazing, soobin.”

“i'm glad you liked it baby.” soobin smiled softly at yeonjun, stroking his cheek with his hand “now let's rest yeah” he said as they both cuddled up, still messy, both falling asleep.