ᵉˣⁱⁱᵗ 𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥

˚  ｡  ・   ღ   ◞   𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄   ⤻   ashe zhao ˚  ｡  ・   ღ   ◞   𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋   ⤻   ashe zhao ˚  ｡  ・   ღ   ◞   𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆   ⤻     ashe zhao ˚  ｡  ・   ღ   ◞   𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂   ⤻   ashe zhao

“hnng, do it then!” the younger mewled impatiently, aching for his boyfriend’s touch. the promise to fullfil his deepest, darkest desires set his body ablaze with lust, and kyrie couldn’t bear to wait any longer. “want to feel you inside of me, love. you can use my body any way you want.” his desperation was taking over. at this point, the pretentious blonde was even willing to swallow his pride and beg him for it, if taejung insisted. unfortunately, the older male had something entirely different in mind. kyrie’s eyes widened, confusion written all over his face at the peculiar request. “w-what?” it was hard to tell if his boyfriend was just messing with him, or if he truly had some kind of wild fetish for blood. regardless, kyrie couldn’t hide the fact that he felt disgusted by what taejung was asking of him. “that’s not funny...” he grumbled, scrunching up his nose. “stop teasing me already.” 

“lucky you, i’m always a good boy.” kyrie batted his eyelashes with an innocence that totally didn’t match the sly smirk on his face. this was easy, almost too easy. perhaps it would be more entertaining to make zion work for it a little harder, but then again, the blonde would be lying if he said that he wasn’t highly aroused himself. “is that what you find attractive? good boys? seducing them into doing naughty things? tainting them?” he asked, curiously, tilting his head to one side as he coyly made eye contact with the younger. whilst deep down, kyrie was anything but the pristine boy he made himself out to be in his social circle, he didn’t mind playing that role for zion as well, if that was something that turned the guy on. his brown eyes widened slightly when the other took his shirt of, smugly showing off his toned chest and beautifully inked skin. zion was like his ‘bad boy fantasy’ come to life. perfect, just perfect. the pretentious male licked his lips as he drank in the sight of him, feline eyes lingering on his sculptured abs. “not quite, but i’m but enjoying the appetizer so far.” kyrie crinkled his nose cutely as his hands settled on zion’s calves, achoring him like the other had done for him previously. “oh, fret not, handsome,” he added, softly, “if you’re as eager to please as you claim to be, i have no doubt that you’ll be able to satisfy me like i’ve never been satisfied before.”