🍂𝓒𝓹𝓽 𝓒𝓾𝓽𝓮𝓭𝓸𝓵𝓵🍂

Yunho knew something was up when he would feel someone’s gaze on him from across the room. A quick survey and he’d land on Seonghwa, his calm gazed focused on him as he stood dutifully behind Hongjoong. 

His hair had gotten long, and he’d dyed it back to his natural black quite a while ago. Yunho is actually quite surprised he’d let his hair grow out so much, figuring he’d fret about his ‘secretary’ image. 

His mind is wandering a bit, though. 

Those eyes are still staring at him, uncaring if anyone noticed him completely ignoring the meeting around him in favor of staring Yunho down. If he was being honest, it made the taller man fidget, worrying for a moment that he’d done something to set his boyfriend off and upset him. 

This melted away the moment Seonghwa locked eyes with him, cocking his head slightly to the left, combing his gaze down Yunho’s form, and quirking his lips ever so slightly. There was the tiniest sliver of his tongue swiping past his bottom lip and Yunho suddenly felt his throat go dry. 

Oh.

Yunho didn’t know what the look was for exactly, but he’d be lying if he didn’t say it didn’t make him stir slightly, a dull throb between his legs reminding him of how easy it was for Seonghwa to get under his skin. 

Honestly, he would have been embarrassed if he wasn’t painfully aware of how attractive all of his lovers truly were. Who wouldn’t be flustered under the gaze of the Secretary Park?

Now that he’d realized Seonghwa was the one that had been following him with his gaze, he couldn’t help the occasional glaces he tossed his way to see if the older man would eventually have him step aside and follow him or something similar. 

Yunho’s instincts were two for two today, and it only took about half an hour of droning in this meeting before Seonghwa bent down to Hongjoong’s ear, whispering something. The white-haired CEO looked directly at Yunho before nodding once at Seonghwa and resting his chin on his palm, pretending to give a shit about what the representive in front of him was talking about. 

Yunho felt a excitement creep up in his stomach as Seonghwa made his way to him with long, calculated strides. He couldn’t help the hard swallow of his own spit when Seonghwa stopped right behind him, placing a hand on his shoulder. 

“Mr. Jeong, do you mind following me? We need to gather a few refreshments for the meeting. We are out of tea and coffee cakes.”

Yunho stood without hesitation, bowing before leaving the room behind the black-haired secretary. Seonghwa didn’t say anything at first, that much was expected of the professional man, but Yunho did notice he slowed his paces until they were walking right beside each other. 

“You want to speak with me about something?” Yunho spoke first after they entered the employee break room. Seonghwa chuckled, the sound deep and rich as he maneuvered around him, grabbing cups and lining them up on a rolling cart. 

“What gave you that impression?”

“You look like you’ve been undressing me with your eyes all morning. Did…I read the room incorrectly?”

Seonghwa placed a few tea cakes on the cart and turned to him, cocking his head. 

“Oh, not at all. That’s exactly what I’ve been doing.”

Yunho felt his ears heat up, lips parting in surprise as Seonghwa casually placed his hands on the cart, leaning over the center of it so his face was closer to Yunho’s. 

“I had quite a…vivid dream this morning, Jeong Yunho, and it’s been running rampant in my moment since I woke up.” He admitted, eyes narrowing in that seductive way that made Yunho’s knees feel weak. 

“What…what was the dream?”

Seonghwa combed his gaze down Yunho’s body, tongue poking the side of his cheek as his eyes landed on the outline of Yunho’s half hard cock before snapping up to look in the eyes. 

“I’m more of a hands on tutor. I fear explaining will…ruin the surprise.” 

Yunho bit his bottom lip, watching as Seonghwa let the cart go and circled around it, brushing his fingers down his arm, running them over his palm and sending goosebumps up his arms. 

“Shall I show you?”

“Yes, please.” Yunho felt embarrassed by how quickly the words tumbled out of his mouth. Seonghwa smiled from ear to ear, leaning away from him after touching his wrist. 

“Then let’s get through the work day. I’ll make it worth your while if you’re a patient and good puppy.” 

Fuck. 

Fuck.

It was unfair how good Seonghwa was at making them all come undone with just a few words and brief touches. Yunho followed faithfully behind him once more, hoping no one noticed the flush of his cheeks and the hardness of his cock. 

The rest of the day was….a lot. 

He found himself following Seonghwa with his eyes more than he was before.

Yunho was thankful when he and the others finally got to leave, staying seated for a while as the representatives poured out with their products, some lingering to add a few final keynotes with Hongjoong and Seonghwa before they filed out, not sparing Yunho a glance as he pretended to gather his things into his briefcase. Once the final one left and the door clicked closed, Yunho felt a hand weave into his hair, tugging until his head rolled back, exposing his flustered face and neck. 

He didn’t have to look to know who it was, feeling Seonghwa’s lips fall upon his in a demanding and controlling kiss. He whimpered in an instant, melting in his chair as Seonghwa pushed his tongue past his lips, dominating the kiss. 

“Mmph-”

“Such a good puppy. C’mon. We’re heading home so you can get your treat.” He smiled devilishly, a thin ribbon of spittle connecting the two of them as he stared into Yunho’s eyes, palming and groping him through his slacks. 

“Please, Hyung-” Yunho sounded pathetic, but he couldn’t help it, pressing his hips up into Seonghwa’s touch, begging for more, hoping he’d just unzip him there and give him some relief-

“Don’t beg yet. There will be plenty of time for you to whimper for me later, Puppy. Pull yourself together, you have to drive our baby boys home and then I’ll play with you.”

Yunho panted, looking at him for a moment longer before following his instructions and standing, casting a look over at Hongjoong. 

His Boss and lover was off to the side, an impish smile on his face. 

“I did tell you Seonghwa was quite a size queen. He’s gotten addicted, I think. He hasn’t stopped talking about how big you are and how full he felt when you fucked him before.” Hongjoong spoke bluntly, his smile widening when Yunho’s cheeks ignited, his gaze falling back to Seonghwa. 

He didn’t miss the way the secretary licked his lips before straightening his tie. 

“Enough talking. I believe I have something exciting and enticing waiting for me.” Seonghwa ran his fingers over Yunho’s throat, tilting his head up and smiling. 

“And I hope for your sake, you don’t intend to make me wait long.”

Yunho nearly tripped overhimself following Seonghwa and Hongjoong out, biting his lip as he remembered very last minute that he was supposed to be composed. 

He heard Hongjoong snicker off to his left, but he chose to ignore it for his own sanity. 

-xoxo-

Yunho barely had the chance to kick off his shoes off in the foyer before he felt his tie being snatched. He let out a muffled gasp and followed as Seonghwa walked him like a dog through the home, not sparing the other so much as a passing glance. 

It was…incredibly attractive, and Yunho fell into step, following behind Seonghwa faithfully. 

He could hear the chatter behind him, the others talking (rather bluntly) about what they thought Seonghwa was going to do with him while Yunho felt himself swell at each filthy suggestion. 

“It’s been a while since Seonghwa’s gotten like this, he’s probably going to ride Yunho until he cries.”

“I think he’s going to turn our Puppy into his cum dump. You know how cute he is when he’s overstimulated and begging.”

“Didn’t he buy some new toys recently? Think he’s going to use them on him? I can always tie our pretty boy up and-”

Yunho shot Wooyoung a sharp, faux glare as he began speaking in explicit detail about stringing the tallest man up like a beautiful work of art. Wooyoung caught his gaze and sent him a wicked smile, opening his mouth to continue before Seonghwa stopped short of the master bedroom and sent the man-and Mingi, Yeosang, and Hongjoong, who had been following close behind-a look that made his mouth snap shut. 

“Gentleman, I ask that you not distract my puppy from his training tonight. He’s going to need to focus, isn’t that right?” Seonghwa’s sharp eyes turned towards Yunho, and there was something in his gaze that made Yunho’s knees buckle. A noise akin to a whimper escaped his lips before he nodded, looking at him with pleading eyes. 

“Yes, Hyung.” 

Seonghwa smiled and pulled him by his tie into a filthy kiss that made Yunho moan into it. Seonghwa walked him back until his knees hit the bed before a firm push to his chest sent him plopping down onto the mattress. 

Yunho bounced once, twice, before Seonghwa lifted his chin with his index finger, a slow methodical smile stretching across his face. 

“Take your pants off. Show me that pretty cock of yours, will you?” He loosened his own tie, never taking his gaze off of Yunho as the younger man swallowed thickly and began fumbling with his belt. Once it was undone, he pulled it free of the loops and shoved his pants and boxers down haphazardly, careful not to hit Seonghwa as he kicked them off ungracefully. 

Seonghwa’s smile sharpened, clearly trailing his gaze down the expanse of Yunho’s body until they landed on his cock. 

“My~ That looks like it hurts, Yunho. Do you need help?”

Yunho flushed, looking at Seonghwa with doe eyes. He could hear kissing coming from somewhere behind him, but he couldn’t break the intimate gaze to find out who it was. 

“Please?  I got like this because of you, Hyung.” He spoke honestly, his cock throbbing between his legs. Seonghwa’s brows went up before he chuckled and knelt down, slowly wrapping each finger around Yunho’s dick and purring. 

“Well then, I guess you need me to take responsibility for what I’ve done, don’t you?” 

Yunho opened his mouth to respond, but stopped short when he felt Seonghwa’s lips close around his head. Yunho groaned, thighs twitching as Seonghwa slowly took his time, working his lips down inch by inch. 

It was all a show. Yunho knew just as well as Seonghwa did that he could take him completely down his throat without a single gag. This was all to play the long game and drive him crazy (and it was working). 

Seonghwa pushed his thighs apart, lightly kneading and caressing the muscle there as his eyes fluttered ever so slightly. 

“H-Hyung-” Yunho moaned through gritted teeth as Seonghwa began to bob his head, faster and faster until the soft moans from the taller man and the kissing from who he would later find out was Hongjoong and Wooyoung began to get drowned out by the wet slurps and deep hums from Seonghwa. 

“H-Hyung w-wait-”

Seonghwa looked at him through his lashes, head tilted as he held himself all the way down, his mouth like warm velvet as he swallowed. Yunho nearly bucked, covering his own mouth to stifle the surprised cry of ecstasy.  Seonghwa’s sharp gaze narrowed for a moment before he slowly pulled off with a pop, his chest rising and falling with a few labored breaths before he leaned forward and circled his tongue over the tip of Yunho’s cock. 

“Mingi, get me the lube. Now.” Seonghwa spoke without  breaking eye contact with Yunho, grinning when he saw the taller man swallow thickly, flustered. He glanced up when Mingi came to his side, moaning when his other boyfriend stole a kiss before whispering in his ear. Yunho blushed and looked at Seonghwa before nodding. 

“Y-You can record, yes.” 

Seonghwa arched a brow before chuckling and taking the lube. 

“That’s all I need, Mingi. Thank you.” Was the polite dismissal as he popped the cap. Yunho’s eyes snapped down to meet Seonghwa’s, a blush crossing his cheeks. 

“Are…are you going to fuck me, Hyung?” He inquired. Seonghwa’s lips curled up as he let the peach-flavored lube fall from the tube and onto his rim. Like a lioness stalking closer to a meal, Yunho watched as Seonghwa rolled and squared his shoulders, running his tongue up from his balls all the way to the tip of his cock, pressing a kiss to his crown as if it were an innocent motion. 

“Yunho, my love, I’m going to fucking ruin you tonight. You and I are both going to be cum drunk and fucked stupid by time I’m finished here. You can call it whatever you’d like.” 

Yunho’s face went bright red and he found himself not knowing what to do with his hands as Seonghwa sunk back down on his cock, setting a fast and deliberate pace, all while slowly circling his fingers along Yunho’s rim. 

Seonghwa waited until he was squirming and mewling, his eyes fluttering involuntarily as the pleasure began to send jolts up and down his spine. His thighs shook and he clenched almost as soon as Seonghwa’s first finger worked its way inside of him. 

“Y-Your mouth…Hyung y-your mouth ah-” He tugged and pulled on the sheets, trying to keep still as Seonghwa’s eyes twinkled with mirth. 

“Mmm~ Pull my hair. Fuck my throat, if that’s what you want to do Puppy. Show me how good it feels.” Seonghwa popped his mouth off, smiling as he worked two fingers in and out of Yunho, slapping his cock along his tongue lewdly. 

“You’ve been so good for me, show me you need me.” He pressed another kiss to the tip of Yunho’s cock, tongue curling around it, teasing and dipping past his slit before sliding back down. 

Almost immediately, Yunho’s big hands are in his hair, shaking as he bucked his hips up. 

“S-Seonghwa-Hyung…! Hyung! M-Mmmn!” the volume of his voice rose as he thrust in and out of Seonghwa’s mouth. The older man purred in amusement, sliding a third finger into him as he let Yunho use his mouth and throat. 

It was messy, drool and lube pooling between Yunho’s legs as he chased an approaching orgasm. Seonghwa got a devious glint in his eye, hearing a hitched gasp from Yeosang and the others’ poorly done attempt at keeping quiet as they pleasured themselves. 

He’d be damned if they stole his show. 

A well-timed curl of his fingers left Yunho screaming Seonghwa’s name, cumming without further fanfare into the older man’s mouth. Seonghwa smiled, caressing and stroking Yunho’s prostate, half lidded eyes fixed on Yunho’s face as he squirmed and moaned, bucking slightly. 

“H-Hyunnnnng nngh-”

“You should say thank you, Puppy.” Hongjoong’s voice drifts in from the left and Yunho trembled, looking down at Seonghwa. 

“T-Thank you, Hyung. P-Please can I…can I t-taste myself on your tongue?”

There weren’t many times Yunho felt small, but here and now, under the sharp gaze of Seonghwa, he felt tiny. Seonghwa’s eyes narrowed, combing over every inch of Yunho’s body before he climbed up the length of him, tilting his head and hovering over his face. 

Yunho felt his heart thundering in his chest, glancing at his lips before looking back into his eyes. 

“Please, kiss me, Hyung.” His voice was pathetic, and clearly that aroused more than a few in the room, if the quiet ‘Fuck-’ that came from behind them was anything to go by. 

Seonghwa obliged, bending down to kiss him, pushing his tongue into his mouth and sharing the bittersweet treat he had held onto with the taller man. Yunho whimpered and kissed him back feverishly, his thighs parting wider as Seonghwa sat up straighter, throbbing against his abdomen. 

The brunette moaned into the kiss, reaching to stroke and guide his cock lower, his legs shaking with anticipation. Seonghwa purred against his lips, breaking the kiss only long enough for him to pop the cap to his lube and squirt a generous amount on himself before glancing up at Yunho, licking at his puffy lips. 

“You just sit back and let me take care of it all tonight, Puppy.”

Yunho felt his cock twitch eagerly as he nodded, settling his head back into the pillows as Seonghwa guided himself down to his rim. He placed one palm near Yunho’s head and smiled down at him.

“I love you, Puppy.”

“I love you too-Oh! Oh, nnngh ah!” 

Yunho’s eyes nearly fluttered closed as he was interrupted by the stretch of Seonghwa pushing into him. His hands flew into the secretary’s hair, pulling to ground himself as Seonghwa leaned closer. 

“That’s it, Puppy. Enjoy it well. Try not to..mm..get tired, okay?” He winked and kissed him, stopping half way to let Yunho adjust to him and instead distracting him with the kiss. Yunho could still taste himself on Seonghwa’s tongue, along with traces of the coffee he had had during work, a bit of hazelnut and vanilla mixing together. 

He’d lost track of how long they sat their, kissing and holding each other, before Seonghwa granted him mercy and began to move his hips. 

“Mmm, one of you, go get his collar.” Seonghwa ordered through gritted teeth, his sharp gaze flicking down between Yunho’s legs to watch his cock slide in and out of him. 

“Tight as a vice, Puppy. We really should do so much better to pleasure you, shouldn’t we?” He let out a faux sigh before he sat up straighter, smiling. 

“Hold yourself open. Mingi, come here.” 

Yunho whimpered when he felt the warmth of Seonghwa’s body pull away, but he complied, hooking his hands in the back of his own knees and pulling them open. 

His eyelids fluttered, mouth falling open as Seonghwa rocked his hips downwards, each thrust deep and messy as his cock bobbed between his legs. Yunho’s eyes were drawn to a shadow moving closer to him and he locked eyes with Mingi, his face debached as he glanced at the camera’s lense. 

“Does it feel good, Puppy? You keep clenching around me, d-do you want me to go faster?” Seonghwa moaned above him and Yunho felt himself arch, mouth falling open as he just barely brushed over his prostate. 

“Y-Yes! Yes, please, sir please-”

A wildfire appeared in Seonghwa’s eyes and he paused just long enough to take the collar that was handed to him and secure it around Yunho’s neck. Once done, he smiled and wrapped the joining leash around his fist, tugging just enough to force Yunho’s head up slightly as he looked into his eyes. 

“Such a well trained Puppy we have on our hands. Fine. Enjoy it well.” Yunho felt his heart squeeze in anticipation as Seonghwa dragged his tongue across his lips.

“T-Thank yo-AH!” He bucked again, eyes wide as Seonghwa slammed into him hard and fast, the leash tight in his hand and Yunho’s cock in his free hand. His perfectly groomed and combed back hair fell before his forehead as he watched Yunho tremble below him. 

“Mingi, mmm…move the camera here.” Seonghwa ordered, jutting his chin out and motioning towards the lewd sight of Yunho’s sizable cock drooling against his stomach and the mess Seonghwa was currently making of his ass, clear, peach-scented lube pooling down between his cheeks. 

Mingi shifted closer, biting his lip to keep himself quiet while he recorded Yunho, stroking himself to the explicit sight before him. 

Yunho felt his body tingling, buzzing with need as the volume of his voice began to steadily increase. 

“H-Hyung! Hyung I-I’m gonna c-cum! Please! Please let me cum please I n-need to cum I c-can’t hold it-” He bucked into Seonghwa’s hand, lips shining with spittle and drool as he shook underneath him. Seonghwa laughed, closing his fingers around Yunho’s cock and tightening his grip. 

“W-Wait wait-”

“Yunho~” Seonghwa purred and leaned into his space, licking up the shell of his ear as he sped up. Yunho choked on his own desperate breaths, throbbing in need in Seonghwa’s hand as the older man bit the shell of his ear. 

“Did I tell you to cum yet?”

Yunho’s eyes rolled, lips parting as he tried to raise his hips once more, to chase the orgasm that was so close, but instead he was met with Seonghwa releasing the collar and instead wrapping his free hand around his throat. 

Yunho’s eyes fluttered, and he gasped weakly, looking up at Seonghwa with a pleading look on his face, his brows tugging together. 

“N-no-”

“No, baby, I didn’t tell you to cum, now did I? You were just going to cum all by yourself, hm? For the second time tonight?” Seonghwa cocked a brow, smiling as sweat dripped down his body. Yunho felt his fingers flex around his throat and groaned, a pleasant fuzz clouding his mind. 

“I-I’m sorry, Sir. P-Please…Please cum inside of me, I’’ll b-be a good boy and w-wait.” 

Seonghwa smiled, loosening his grip on Yunho’s throat and kissing him instead. He paused his thrusts just long enough to change his position, pushing Yunho until his hips rose slightly off the bed, his legs pinned up as Seonghwa ravaged him. 

“Mmm, there we go, that’s a good fucking Puppy. If you milk me well, I’ll let you cum as many times you want.” Seonghwa promised, tugging Yunho’s leash once more to tug him into a demanding and dizzying kiss. 

Yunho whimpered and clenched down on his cock, eyes rolling back as he tried to kiss back and meet Seonghwa. Eventually, he fell beneath the waves of pleasure, his cock angry and throbbing in Seonghwa’s constricting hand, keeping him from bursting. 

“H-Here you go, Yunho. Ngh, that’s my g o o d boy.” Seonghwa growled into the kiss, pumping thick ropes of cum deep inside of him. Yunho shuddered, mouth falling open as he cried out, a spine tingling orgasm being cut short from him by a well-timed squeeze from Seonghwa’s hand. 

The brunette’s eyes fluttered, his hands fisting in the sheets, tugging them to keep himself grounded as Seonghwa rolled his hips, making sure every drop from his first orgasm was milked into the taller man. 

Once his orgasm came and went, he cupped Yunho’s face, cooing softly to him until those teary-eyes turned up to him. Yunho whimpered, pressing his cheeks into Seonghwa’s hands, looking into his eyes. 

Seonghwa’s expression softened a minute or two after he had came, loosening his grip and stroking Yunho slowly, just enough to keep him hard, but not enough to provide him the release he was seeking. 

He was met with a beautiful whimper from the brunette for the change up, and Yunho swallowed thickly, trying to find his voice. 

“T-thank you for my gift, Hyung.” He panted, looking down at Seonghwa’s hand. He wanted to cum, needed to, but he knew begging wouldn’t help at this point. 

Though, his Hyung did take pleasure when they did beg for him. 

Seonghwa followed his gaze and chuckled, stealing a kiss from him as he panted, pushing his tongue past his lips to reclaim him before he broke it and pressed their foreheads together. 

“You’re doing so well for me, Puppy. I couldn’t let you cum yet, though. I need you nice and thick for me so I can feel every inch.” 

Yunho’s eyes focused, looking up at Seonghwa with his lips parted and his bangs sticking to his forehead from the sweat. 

That’s right. They were here because Seonghwa wanted his cock. 

The blush on his cheeks darkened as he watched Seonghwa lift up, observing the mess of precum on his hand from Yunho’s struggling cock. The secretary turned his hand to and fro before chuckling and grabbing Mingi by the hair, shoving his fingers into his mouth. 

“Clean this mess up.” Seonghwa didn’t break eye contact with Yunho as Mingi’s knees buckled. He nearly dropped the camera but reaffirmed his grip, his tongue curling around Seonghwa’s hand and fingers. Yunho watched the two of them, biting his kiss-swollen lips as Mingi got very into licking the precum off of Seonghwa’s fingers and palm. 

Once he was satisfied, Seonghwa pulled his hand away and smiled devlishly, grabbing the lube once again. 

“Don’t miss a single thing or it’s your ass.” He warned Mingi, giving his cock a squeeze before he turned around and bent over, leaving himself fully explosed to Yunho, Mingi, and the others. 

Normally he’d drag it out longer than this, but he was in a rush and his poor puppy was whimpering in need beside him so Seonghwa got to work. He didn’t try to hold back his voice, his back arching beautifully as he stretched and fingered himself open, raising his hips so they all could see he’s cock bob as he shook his hips. 

“Please? Please ride me?” Yunho found his voice again, minutes later. Seonghwa glanced over his shoulder, seeing the tallest of their boyfriends had refrained from grabbing his cock and stroking himself along with Seonghwa’s tease show. 

Seonghwa smiled and pulled his fingers out, crawling close to him once more. 

“Hold your legs up again, Puppy.” 

Yunho looked at him in confusion. Was he going to fuck him again? At this rate, he’d burst before he got to be inside of Seonghwa like he thought the secretary wanted. 

As if reading his thoughts, Seonghwa’s lips curled up, caressing the back of his toned thighs. 

“Do you doubt me?”

“N-No, Hyung.”

“Then open your legs, hold your ankles, and trust me.” Seonghwa ordered, tone dripping with honeyed authority. Yunho nodded and did so, surprisingly flexible for his size thanks to yoga San insisted they all do when they went to the gym. 

If he was being honest, the position was…compromising. Especially when he had a load of Seonghwa’s cum deep inside of him threatening to spill out-

Motion brought his mind out of its wandered thoughts, and Seonghwa scooted closer, pushing on his thighs so his ass was higher up. Yunho’s eyes widened, but before he could ask again what the older man was intending to do with the peculiar request, Seonghwa grabbed his cock and moved it back towards his rim. 

“W-what-”

“Have you ever heard of the Amazon Position, Puppy?” Seonghwa inquired, purring when he lined up Yunhos’ cock right where he wanted it to be. Yunho felt his heart thundering, his fingers trembling as he held his ankles. 

It looked like he was receiving once more despite Seonghwa beginning to sink down on his flushed cock. He shook his head quickly when he realized the older man was waiting for an answer. 

“N-No I haven’t-”

“Mmmm…normally its with a man and a woman but since when has something as trivial as gender roles stopped me? If you mmm…look at it, it seems like you’re receiving, doesn’t it? Pinned, completely under-ah, God, you’re huge-my control, and mine to ruin.” Seonghwa purred, finally settling with Yunho deep inside of him. 

The motion pushed cum out of the taller man and Yunho flushed, throbbing inside of Seonghwa as Mingi clearly panned the camera down between their legs. 

They could see…everything. Seonghwa fully seated on his cock, him spread wide, the messy creampie Seonghwa had gifted him with now making a mess as he held his long legs up and out of the way-

If he was being honest, he was humiliated in a way that made him crave more. 

The devilish spark in Seonghwa’s eye returned full force when he watched the cogs turn in Yunho’s mind before he turned his pathetic gaze back up to him. 

“S-Show me more, Hyung. Please ruin me and use my cock. I-I’m yours.”

Seonghwa smirked and bent forward, bearing over Yunho and bracing his palms near his head as he looked down at him. 

“Oh, I’m going to fucking ruin you. Just like you deserve. You did so well for me.” Seonghwa growled, bouncing on his cock. Yunho moaned, fighting the urge to throw his head back as Seonghwa set a fast, dominating pace. 

“God, look at the mess between his legs.” Hongjoong growled. 

“O-Of course Seonghwa-Hyung would think of something like this…Yunho looks like he’s going to burst.” Yeosang added, watching Seonghwa ride Yunho in the unfamiliar position. 

Yunho groaned, looking down between them to watch his cock disappear in and out of Seonghwa. Occasionally, his vision was drawn by the motion of Seonghwa’s cock, bobbing and slapping against both of their abs. 

“God~ I can feel you making me bulge. Is it nice, Puppy? Getting ridden like this? Everyone is watching, you know~ Mmm, I bet we’ll catch them in a few days time, hand down their pants, watching the video back and trying to ahh fuck…keep quiet as they wonder who they wish they were more here, me-mmmm just like that, moan just like that for me-or you.” Seonghwa kept his gaze on Yunho’s face, making sure he didn’t put too much weight on him as he bounced on his cock. 

Even with his self control, he felt himself slipping, ecstasy pouring into every corner of his body and sending sparks up and down his spine. Yunho noticed him closing his eyes, sweat running down his body as the raven-haired secretary’s moans got progressively shaky and desperate. 

“T-Thank you, Hyung, thank you for using my cock. Y-You’ve got such mm…such a pretty bulge, just like Hongjoongie-Hyung did.” He babbled. Seonghwa’s eyes snapped opened and he looked down, peering at the undeniable bulge of his abdomen. 

“F-Fuck! Ngh!” He clenched around Yunho’s cock, tight as a vice, and kissed him feverishly. Yunho moaned, every fiber of his being fighting to keep still as he let Seonghwa ride him. The back of his thighs began to ache from the position, but the pleasure outweighed the dull ache. 

“Cum for me…Fucking fill me up, Puppy, cum for me now.” Seonghwa demanded, his mask of composure cracking as the bed began to rock and creak. 

Yunho’s eyes rolled as he finally bucked up, cumming deep inside Seonghwa after meeting his thrusts a few times. The two let out a string of unintelligible curses and groans as Seonghwa painted his cum all over their chests. 

It took….more than a few minutes for the two of them to refocus. Yunho would register later that both had momentarily blacked out from the pleasure and the others in the room had came over to help them out. Hongjoong and Yeosang gently maneuvered Yunho’s legs back down into a natural position while Mingi and Wooyoung rushed to get drinks for the two. 

Seonghwa grunted after he focused, looking behind him and smiling when he felt Yunho was still nestled deep inside of him. Yunho looked at him in surprise when he rose up, his own legs shaking and trembling. 

“S-Seonghwa-Hyung?”

The leash was grabbed once more and Yunho felt a small tug to it as Seonghwa got on his knees, lifting his hips up so they all could see the cum running down his thighs. 

“D-Did I say we were done yet? I said we’d both be fucked stupid, didn’t I?”

Hongjoong laughed knowingly and Yunho licked his lips, closing the distance between them and pressing his body to Seonghwa’s, hugging his hips and tugging him close to his body. 

“No, not yet, Sir.”

“Good boy~”

-xoxo-

“Ow, ow ow-”

“I’m sorry, my love. Please hold still.”

Yunho sighed as Seonghwa massaged his thighs hours later, chuckling softly as the taller man pouted at him. 

“Maybe I stretch next time?” 

Seonghwa laughed gently and nodded, kissing the back of his thighs as he kneaded them, the oil on his hands sweet and warmed. 

“I’ll make sure to take the appropriate measures before trying that again. I’m sorry if it was unpleasant.” He kissed the dimples at the small of Yunho’s back. The brunette huffed and shook his head. 

“It wasn’t unpleasant…I want to try again sometime…I just need to do a bit more stretches. Did I…do a good job?” He looked over his shoulder at Seonghwa and the long haired man smiled, kissing the curve of his cheek before placing a small bite there. 

“Of course you did, darling. I couldn’t ask for more.”

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