#sub zero smut

You were so dead once he was finished with these two, he swears. The audacity you had was nothing new to him—your confidence something he had long since noted—but he hadn’t thought you had the gall to put it to the test on him like this.

His gaze slips down once more, glaring at your watery eyes peeking up at him from beneath his desk, your mouth full with his throbbing length, drool slipping prettily down the pulsing veins.

You stare right back at him, smug and unbothered.

Bi-Han drags his gaze back up immediately, forcing his expression into something neutral and composed, gritting his teeth as he feels your tongue drag along the underside of him.

“Continue,” he orders curtly, his voice steady despite the tension coiling beneath his skin.

“Y-yes, Grandmaster,” they stutter before continuing with their report on their afternoon patrol.

There had apparently been an attack on one of the shipments, causing a delay in the arrival of important goods for the clan. The offenders had made off with a significant amount, only adding to Bi-Han’s growing irritation.

“Why were they not escorted? Did I not send out a team specifically for this?” Bi-Han scowls, a hand slowly slipping beneath his desk to tangle in your locks.

You shudder at the contact, feeling his cool fingers dig into your scalp before dragging you down his length, holding you firmly at the base.

You struggled for a moment, your throat working overtime as it tightens around him, doing your best to stay quiet. Your eyes began to roll back slightly as you grow lightheaded from the lack of air.

You feel him twitch at the back of your throat, drawing a soft gag from you as your throat clenches tighter around him.

Just as the edges of your vision begin to blur, he finally releases you, allowing you to pull back and take a quiet, gulping breath.

You scowl up at him, catching the faint smirk tugging at his lips.

Oh, so he wants to play dirty?

You feel your own smirk creeping up, your hand coming up to wrap around the base of him, stroking upward in a filthy rhythm as your tongue drags along a bulging vein.

His cock twitches violently in your hold at the sensation, making you grin as you continue to pump your hand, your spit coating him allowing for an easy, slick glide. You press a flurry of kisses along his length, your tongue darting out every so often to tease at his beading tip.

You can’t help but lean back slightly, taking a moment to admire him—how beautiful he looks in your hand.

Long and thick, trimmed black hair decorating the base of his girth, his skin slightly darker there before flushing into a deep, pretty pinkish-purple at the angled tip. Precome gathers at the head, glistening, almost taunting you to taste it.

The veins running along his shaft only tempt you further, drawing your attention, practically begging for the tip of your tongue to trace them, to map out every sensitive spot hidden along the length.

You couldn’t help but do exactly that, dragging your mouth up and down, feeling every pulse, every twitch, every ridge beneath your swollen lips.

His fingers slid into your hair once more, tugging sharply at your locks in clear impatience, a silent warning to stop teasing him.

Your eyes flicked up, catching the tight clench of his jaw, the strain in his muscles as he held himself back from forcing you down his length and using your mouth however he pleased.

You decided to take a bit of pity on him, pressing a few well-placed kisses along his shaft, coaxing more precume from him before finally taking him back into your mouth, your tongue swirling around his length before you hollowed your cheeks.

You set a fast, steady pace, careful to keep quiet as you sucked and worked him to your heart’s content.

Bi-Han was slowly unraveling above you, one hand rubbing at his temple or covering his mouth with his fist while the other remained tangled in your hair, gripping tightly as if it were the only thing keeping him grounded.

His jaw ached from how hard he was clenching, teeth grinding as he forced back every sound that threatened to escape, every groan caught behind locked lips as your tongue traced wicked patterns along his shaft, your throat tightening around his now constantly leaking tip.

He was embarrassingly close—too close.

The voices of the clansmen blurred into nothing, their debriefing fading into background noise as he lost focus completely—though they wouldn’t know it, not with the deep scowl still fixed firmly on his face as it normally was.

You only managed to bob your head a few more times before you felt his body tense completely, his cock kicking violently as his hand pressed you down, your mouth fully sheathing him.

Bi-Han could barely suppress the shivers running through him as he painted your mouth with cold spurts, cum sliding down your throat in thick globs.

A few tears slipped from your eyes, peering up at him in satisfaction as he emptied himself, your throat squeezing to milk whatever was left.

A long sigh left Bi-Han as he tilted his head back, eyes closing for a moment before remembering the clansmen that had gone silent at the sound.

“Leave. We will discuss this tomorrow,” he muttered, a slight rasp in his usually composed voice.

Both members bowed before quickly exiting, the door clicking shut softly behind them.

Bi-Han looked down at you, admiring the view—your eyes wide and watery, tears slipping down to stain your cheeks, your mouth still full of him, cum and drool slipping from the corners.

“Took everything so well,” he hummed, smirking down at you. “Such a good girl.”

He gently pulled out, making sure to tap the last of his cum onto your tongue before hauling you up, turning you around and bending you over his desk.

“I suppose you deserve a reward,” he mused, pulling your pants down to expose your soaking wet cunt.

You mewled softly, bracing yourself against his desk as you looked back at him.

“Please,” you whimpered.

He only chuckled before lining himself up against your slit.

“Very well, snowflake.”

You really really didn't know how you ended up here. Cheating was something you utterly despised and yet here you were, in the arms of another man with his cock seated so deep inside you, you can feel it in your womb.

It wasn't really another man. Well, not really. It was still Bi Han, just not your Bi Han. He felt the same. The same build and same sexy voice, but his personality? Only thing that distinguished this Bi Han from yours.

Your partner was often mad and annoyed at everything. He was full of negativity and despair, and yet you loved every part of him. He wasn't always mean to you. Yes, he was often short tempered but you really didn't mind.

Sometimes it greatly pissed you off, because you were only human after all. It just so happened that that sometimes was today, so is this really your fault?

If he hadn't pissed you off to the point of breaking maybe none of this would have happened. Maybe you wouldn't find solace in a much nicer version of your partner. Maybe you wouldn't enjoy getting split open by his huge dick as much as you do.

"Yeah baby, just like that...fuck" he huffed right in your ear. You back against his as he had you in a full nelson. Your moans growing louder in pitch as he's hitting all of your sweet spots. You really didn't expect to enjoy it this much.

What you didn't expect the most though, was getting caught. The slam of the door snapped you back to reality, your moans caught dead in your throat, not daring to escape and your legs closing shut at the sound.

You felt the body behind you go stiff as both your heads turn to look at the person interrupting. You, of course, knew exactly who the culprit was and as you began to see the furious expression on his face, your whole body filled with shame and guilt.

"What. the. fuck." venom spilled from every word he said as he walked towards you two, obviously enraged. "What the fuck is going on? You weren't satisfied enough so you go and fuck this loser version of me? What a pathetic whore"

Your mouth agape as you take in his words, wanting the ground to swallow you whole. "My love...it's not what it looks like, I swear!" you tried explaining, even though you didn't even believe the bullshit coming out of your mouth. It was exactly what it looked like.

Shame filled your whole body under the gaze of your lover, who was staring directly at you, not paying his variant any mind. Almost as if he's not even here.

A thousand thoughts running through your head as he grows silent. The air so thick and awkward you wish this was a stupid dream. You felt hyperaware of your surroundings. The way Bi Hans knee brushes your back, the way you are still naked and exposed and the most embarrassing, the way you're absolutely soaked and turned on even now.

Unfortunately for you, it seems you weren't the only one who noticed. "God. You're turned on even now? One cock up your pussy wasn't enough, so now you're oogling us both?" your lover said with a gaze as fierce as ever and a tone so condescending.

You felt the heat spread to your face and ears at the embarrassing comment made by him, as you shyly looked around at both Bi Hans. The other version of your partner had a smirk, his cock still sitting tall and proud at the whole encounter happening before him.

However, you two weren't the only one who were turned on. Your gaze moved down to your lovers pants as you noticed a painfully tight bulge in his crotch area, signaling that he secretly enjoys the scene before him.

Before you could register what was happening, your lover made it swiftly across the room and crashed your lips together. His hand was placed harshly on your jaw, a warning not to disobey him.

His other version wasn't slacking off either. As Bi Han was roughly kissing you, his hand made it's way around you kneading one of your breasts. The gentle and almost romantic way he did that was the complete opposite of a rough kiss shared with your lover. It made your head spin and your pussy even wetter. You loved it.

"God, you're such a slut. It's truly pathetic." Bi Han said lowly between kisses, leaving you whimpering into his mouth. The pleasure was subtle yet it made you go crazy. They didn't even do anything, and yet your mind was completely gone.

"Come on. darling. Let us make you feel good." variant Bi Han purred in you ear, as his other version was pulling you off his lap and placing you on your knees above the covers.

With your lover behind you, and his polar opposite in front of you, you felt anticipation grow in your stomach. All of the nervousness now replaced with extreme excitement. You just couldn't wait for what's to come.

Bi Han began undressing as you stared down at the other mans cock, mouth watering at the sight of him. He was exactly the same as your Bi Han. The same length, same grith, the same slight upward curve and even the same vein going all the way from his tip to the hilt.

Your observation was shortly interrupted by a pair of hands roughly grabbing your hips. "You're probably already stretched loose by this bastard here. Bet I can just slide right in." and true to his word, Bi Han did just that, basically making you scream.

No matter how many times you take him, or even how many prep he gives you, you will always be surprised at the stretch he offers you.

He didn't even give you any time to get used to him, quickly pounding into you at a pace he likes, causing you to fall forward onto your hands.

When you looked up in front of you, you were met with an incredibly hard dick and a smug smirk coming from the man who looked like your partner. "Would you open up your mouth for me, sweetheart?"

You obeyed him, opening your mouth and letting him slide right into your throat. The feeling of him on your tongue was heavy and your jaw tight from being opened so wide.

Both cocks hammered into your holes, setting a brutal pace. And yet, one had a sweetness to it while the other was downright abusive. They were like two sides of the same coin. So different and yet so alike at the same time.

The pleasure was intense. Your core was burning as you clenched and gagged around the cocks entering you. Your eyes stung with tears as the pleasure slowly became unbearable.

"Baby, you're doing so well for us." one Bi Han exclaimed, lifting you up by the hair and giving you some time to catch a breath. "Fuck...such a fucking slut. Clenching around me so hard while having another dick in your mouth. You're so nasty." the other Bi Han, however, seems to disagree.

Both degradation and praise left you overwhelmed. Your lovers degradation filled you with shame that made your privates grow wetter by the second, meanwhile your lovers variant sweet words laced with honey left your heart melting and stomach fluttering.

The cock inside of you kept such a brutal pace. You felt every drag of he vein on the upper side of his cock against your walls. His mushroom tip hitting so aggressively deep inside you, you're sure it will bruise your cervix.

The cock inside your mouth was slightly less brutal but still held that impatience for release. He would let you come up for air every few moments but whenever he enters again he pushes so deep down your throat that you can't breath for a second.

With every push of each cock comes your muffed whine. The sound only egging them on to continue chasing their highs.

"Look at you, baby. Taking us both so well." the man above you said more to himself. You could tell he was close by the way his cock slightly twitched in your mouth and the way his thrusts became more shallow.

You also noticed that he wasn't the only one close. Your lover picked up his pace and started groaning, a habit of his that you've come to learn.

You gotta admit. you weren't that far behind them either. Basically being used as a sex toy by your boyfriend and an exact replica of him was like a dream come true.

All of your senses became so overwhelmed from the moment your boyfriend caught you in such a promiscuous position. It was terribly arousing.

With one last push down your womb, your boyfriend spilled his seed deep inside you, some even leaking out of you as he rode out his high. Just as you registered what was happening, the cock in your mouth pulled out and started shooting it's own seed out, the droplets of cum hitting your face.

The intense feeling and the sudden shame of the situation were the last push you needed before the knot in your stomach exploded and a creamy texture started dripping down your thighs.

Before you could come down from your orgasm, the man above you started gently scooping his cum off your face. "Open." he left no room for argument. You opened your mouth as he shoved his fingers, forcing you to lick the remains of cum off of them.

"There we go. That's good, sweets." his hand now caressing your cheek gently. The sweet moment lasted only a second long as you were harshly lifted by your hair. Your back hit a muscular chest as you hissed in pain.

"Forgot about me? Don't you think we are finished just yet. I don't quite believe you've learned your lesson." your still furious lover basically growled into your ear.

His tip teasingly started rubbing your folds again as you tiredly tried to fight out of his grip. "Quit fighting. We're not done yet." he mockingly said.

The fatigue in your muscles fighting with itself as you gave up and gave your boyfriend exactly what he wanted. You knew there's no escaping him, so you just prayed that you could even move tomorrow let alone walk.

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you absolutely hate Bi Han, he always had to one up you, always had to be better, always had to make sure to rub it in your face whenever he beat you in a spar

it was absolutely infuriating, and you seeth at him from across the room as he lectures the trainees and mentors for something idiotic that one person had messed up

he was so serious about every single little thing, and you wanted to slap him, to beat him into the dirt because of course he would take such a stupid mistake so seriously

someone had left out a weapon on the training grounds rather than putting it back on the rack, and for some reason, this was the hill Bi Han was going to die on

you barely hold in your scoff and your eye-roll as Bi Han walks by you, and you sit until your ass is numb and he’s finally done lecturing you all

finally, you walk off back to your room, the day already dark and moon high from how long the grandmaster had lectured you all

why did the mentors have to be there? it’s not like any of you would make a mistake so trivial, and now your night was wasted

you were going to sit down with a good book and a hot cup of red tea and sip on it until the candle burned down, but now you couldn’t even do that

closing the door, you strip off your clothes and angrily throw them into your laundry basket and put on your loose pajamas

maybe you would just go to sleep then

flicking off the lights to your room and closing the blinds, you bury yourself underneath the sheets and stare at the wall of your room

except sleep won’t come to you, no matter what position you flip yourself into or how long you close your eyes, and now you’re angry for a different reason

finally, you lay on your back, the blanket rumpled around you, and all you can do is stare at the ceiling as you lay wide awake

the meeting from earlier flashes through your mind and how Bi Han had strut around the room, dressed in only a casual uniform for training

it was sleeveless and tight, one size too small for him, and you could see every time his arm flexed and how his chest nearly spilled out from the front

you hated Bi Han so much that it turned into lust, and it frustrated you to no end how much you craved him despite how much you also wanted to beat him into the dirt

huffing out into the air, you dip one hand below your shorts and press them against your clit, biting your lip at the feeling

you start with slow circles, sighing at the feeling, and you can feel your pussy clench around nothing and getting wet as you continue

your fingers are nimble, nowhere near soft, but not quite calloused just because you engage in more hand to hand combat rather than with weapons, and you wonder how Bi Han’s fingers would feel against your clit

you’ve fought with him many times, felt his calloused and scarred fingers dig into your skin and cause bruises to bloom across you

they would be rough, focused, determined, rubbing quick and hard circles into your clit, and you let out a soft moan as you quicken your pace

parting your legs slightly and taking a pause to throw off your pants, you rub your clit with practiced fingers, closing your eyes and enjoying the feeling

pleasure buzzes through you, hums in every fiber of your being as you get yourself closer and closer to the edge

you imagine Bi Han is here with you, fingers rough against you and pushing you further and further to the edge

his voice would be saying something, always something because the grandmaster always had something to say or do to prove his point

you can imagine the deep rumble of his voice, the growl he would let out, his neat and pristine hair being mussed by your hands

you’ve never wanted to pull out his bun so much and mess up his hair and tug tangles into the strands, and you know he would be irritated with the action

he would pin you down to the ground, thick fingers moving to fuck your drooling pussy while his thumb grinds against your clit

it would be delicious and angry and hot, and you let out a moan of his name as you cum on your fingers, letting your orgasm wash over you and light every sense in your body

you slow down your fingers on your clit and let out a little breath, feeling more tired than earlier, and you remove your fingers and adjust your position to turn onto your side

where you see an open door and someone standing there in casual training uniform

a chill runs down your spine and your heart thumps in your chest as your eyes trail up, up toned legs, a plush chest with crossed arms, and a scowling Bi Han

oh fuck

immediately, you throw your blanket over your bare legs, mouth open in surprise, and you sit up, fingers clutching the blanket so hard that you might as well tear a new hole through it

he doesn’t do anything, and you don’t say anything, stuck in a staring contest that you desperately didn’t want to be in

and then he steps in closer to you, making you flinch, and he closes the door behind him, his silhouette nothing but a dark shadow in the black of your room

it’s hard to tell if he’s moving, smiling, going to kill you, and you shift on the bed to turn on your lamp

but then there’s a hand on your legs through the blankets, yanking you further down the bed and making you gasp in surprise

you go to yell, scream, yelp, but a hand clamps itself over your mouth and his other pins your wrists above you, ice cold and freezing

he chuckles lowly, the only other sound in the room besides your pounding heart, and he says that he didn’t know that his most annoying soldier was so into him

you glare at him, almost hoping that it makes him drop dead, but unfortunately, it doesn’t, his hands still pressed against you

his breath gets close enough to fan out across your face, and it makes you flinch, not knowing that he was so close to you in the darkness of your room

your eyes had yet to adjust to the black night, and you kick your legs in an attempt to hit his stomach and fling him off of you

but he just slots his hips right in between your plush thighs, and you’ve run out of possible defenses to kick him off of you

unluckily for you, the rough cloth of his pants rubs on your sensitive clit when he had pushed his way between your legs, and you let out a small whimper at the feeling

you can feel his smirk before he opens his mouth, and you don’t move in fear of grinding against him and further embarrassing yourself

but from the way you can feel his hardness pressing right against your cunt, you’re guessing he liked you just as much you liked him

or at least, the way you liked his body because you hated his personality

Bi Han grinds his hips into yours, and your eyes finally adjust enough to see his stupid stupid smirk on his face, looking at you like you’re prey

his hand is still clasped over your mouth, but he lets go of your wrists, encasing them in ice so you couldn’t throw them at him

the ice almost burns, and it mixes with the pleasure you feel as he grinds against you, making your head spin and your nerves twist in every which direction

it doesn’t know whether to deal with the pain or deal with the pleasure, and it fills your head with a haze as you let out a muffled curse behind Bi Han’s rough hand

he lets go of your mouth, and you curse him out with as many expletives you can think of

Bi Han rolls his eyes, muttering something in Chinese under his breath, and you switch to the language and start cursing him out like that

he looks around your room, finding your discarded panties on the sheets above you, and he shoves them into your open mouth, effectively silencing you for the most part

you can’t even spit it out because it’s too large, and so you just glare at him, arms stuck to your fucking bedsheets and legs spread around his hips and staring at his insufferable face

he hates you, you know he does because he fights you like he does no other, and it’s clear in his words as he calls you a whore, a needy little slut

you continue to glare at him as he says that if you wanted him that badly, you should’ve just asked, he can’t but help a whore in need

his hands travel up shirt, cupping your breasts and squeezing them harshly, making you let out a choked whimper at the roughness

he just squeezes and squeezes your chest, doing nothing more than that for a second, before his thumbs find your hardened nipples and roll against them

the feeling makes you whine, and he grins at you, pinching your nipples repeatedly and listening to the muffled whines and whimper that flow out of you

you can’t stop the noises that come out of you, and neither can you control how your pussy grows more and more wet by the second

he murmurs, saying that you look so pretty when you’re quiet, so helpless beneath him, and that maybe he should keep you like this, all pliant for him

you try to growl underneath your gag, but then he lowers his head to your neck and sinks his teeth into your skin

a small yelp leaves your throat, and he runs his tongue over the mark, kissing a little lower before he sucks a hickey into you as well

it’s high up, too high to hide with your uniform, and you squirm in his grip to complain

but all it accomplishes is making you rub against him, and you just let out a pathetic mewl at the feeling and go still

he chuckles against your skin, kissing lower and repeating the process over and over again until he finally reaches your chest

he nips and bites at the skin before latching his mouth over your nipple, running his tongue over the nub, while his hand pinched your other nipple

his tongue and teeth are relentless against the sensitive nub, and you can’t help but squirm against him, growing needier and needier by the second

you garble out commands behind your gag, telling him to hurry up, to stop being such a coward and fuck you senseless already, but if he understands, he ignores you

he’s slow with his actions, just grinding himself into your sensitive clit, and the grandmaster continues to tease your chest, teeth lightly nipping at your nipple

it makes you whine and arch your back and your chest right into his awaiting mouth, and he smirks against your skin and detaches from your nipple with a slight pop

but he quickly moves to your other nipple, giving it the same overbearing treatment, tongue rubbing over the nub and teeth lightly biting into it

you really couldn’t take any more teasing, and you try to convey that as much with the way your hips buck into him, but he just growls and presses his body weight further into you

with his size compared to yours, you’re helpless to get him off of you and can only take the pleasure that he gives you

he seems to spend forever on your other nipple, and your head is starting to grow foggy with how much you need him as much as you hate to admit it

you wanted to flip him, take what you want and leave him needing, but for now, all you can do is let the pleasure cloud your mind and control your body

finally, after what feels like an eon, he detaches his mouth from your chest, giving it a playful bite before he looks at your heaving chest

he hums at the sight, pinching your nipples one more time for good measure, and you suppress your whimper at the feeling

Bi Han just laughs and calls you pathetic, but he looks just as debauched, lips shiny with his spit and eyes frenzied, his hair a mess with strands falling out of his bun

you want to spit an insult at him, tell him that he’s no better, but he hasn’t removed the gag just yet, and so you just glare and hope they burn holes through him

he just lightly pats your chest, and then shuffles downward, using his hand to spread your legs open and then up to press them into your stomach

you try to struggle and move your legs again, but his arms are thick and strong and keep them pinned tightly to your body

he just mutters pathetic under his breath before lapping his tongue over your clit, making your hips buck and a small whine to escape from you

Bi Han wastes no time in tasting all of you, his tongue flicking your clit back and forth roughly before sucking on it and drawing a wail out of you

his tongue is ruthless, cold against your clit, and all you can do is buck and grind your hips further and further into his tongue

you’re getting closer and closer to the edge, his tongue still pressing firm flat strokes against your oversensitive clit, and you can’t think at all

you hurtle over the edge, pleasure shattering like shards of glass throughout your body, and you tremble as he keeps his lips firmly wrapped around your clit

it feels like your high lasts forever, and you know that you’re whining out his name from behind the gag but you can’t even stop yourself

but his tongue is still pressing against you, tongue still stubbornly lapping at your clit, and his fingers slide through your folds

they’re cold, and the temperature makes you gasp and flinch at the coldness, but Bi Han just hums into your clit and all thought flies away again

he slips his fingers into you, thicker and rougher than your own, and your pussy squeezes around them, trying to bring them further, desperate for pleasure

pumping his fingers in and out of you slowly, you can feel your mind and your body separating, how the pleasure seems to hold onto your body and bring you far away from yourself

it’s like floating in the space between Earth and Outworld, and you can’t control the whimpers that leave your throat as Bi Han curls them into your sweet spot

it makes your pussy squeeze around his fingers and grow wetter as he rubs against the spot, and you let out small mewls as he continues to suck on your sensitive clit

it’s so overwhelming, and you want to kick him off but also bring him closer and make you cum, you want it, you need it

Bi Han hums into your clit, the vibrations shooting straight through you and making you see white as you cum on his fingers

he keeps pumping in and out of you, letting you ride your high out on his fingers, and you’re panting heavily, head dizzy from the lack of oxygen from the gag

his tongue gives your pussy one final lick, tongue broad and firm, before he detaches himself from you with a wet pop and stands up, letting your legs finally fall down

you can’t even kick him away because of how they feel more jello than bone right now

you’re face to face with just how large Bi Han is, sure you’ve sparred against him, had him pressed against you so many times before

but that was in a different context…now he’s standing before you, undressing himself, his biceps flexing in the little moonlight that shines through the cracks of the blinds

his chest is so much broader and defined than yours, years and years of training you supposed, and he catches you staring as he shucks off his pants

no surprise, of course the cocky motherfucker was large, and he brings his hand to wrap around it and pump it a few times, his thumb collecting the pre-cum and spreading it along the shaft

he lets out a low groan at the feeling, and you nudge your thighs against his, wanting him to hurry up and fuck you

raising an eyebrow at you, Bi Han leans forward and takes out your gag, and immediately you call him an asshole

he retorts, saying that you didn’t seem to have the same attitude when he was making you cum on his fingers earlier

you frown at him, trying to keep your face still even as he slaps your pussy with his cock, letting the head bump against the clit

it sends little shocks of pleasure running through your body, but the only giveaway is how your hips slightly twitch at the feeling

he doesn’t do anything for a moment, just sliding his cock between your folds and getting himself nice and wet for you, and then he hikes your legs up into his large hands

staring straight at you, he tells you to beg, beg for his cock like the desperate whore he knows you are, and you open your mouth in indignation and glare at him

and then you spit an insult out at him, telling him he’s some pompous stupid asshole whose too cocky for no reason, a terrible grandmaster, a horrible lay

if he’s affected, he doesn’t show it and just looks at you with a bored expression until you’re out of breath and panting

his fingers dig into the meat of your thighs, going deep enough that you know that there will be bruises tomorrow

he asks if you’re done, his voice annoyed and bordering a growl as he stares down at you

you tug at your arms, pursing your lips at the fact that they were still stuck to your bedsheets, and your thighs are held firmly in place by his hands

he grinds into you, pulling his hips back and teasing you with his cock, slightly pushing in but then pulling back out

you can’t help it as a small whimper leaves your throat, and you glare at him and tell him he isn’t playing fair

Bi Han doesn’t react, just repeats his order from before, to beg for him to fuck you, and you frown and slightly squirm to try and move your hips down onto him

he just pulls his hips backward away from you, preventing you from spearing yourself any further on his cock

the both of you are at a standstill for a moment, but you can feel your resolve breaking every time the tip pushes in just slightly and then pulls back out

it’s driving you insane, but you can see the cracks in his patience as he pushes in deeper and deeper and how he starts to let out a curt grunt every time he teases you

but of course Bi Han wouldn’t play fair because he leans down, his face so close to yours, and he hooks your legs over his shoulders

one of his hands snakes down to rub at your clit, and you want to actually kill him as he smirks at you and tells you to beg

he’s so absolutely infuriating, so irritating, and he was breaking down your resolve like he was an ocean wave and you were a crumbling sand castle

his thumb is slow and torturous, rubbing light circles into your clit but never going fast enough to make you cum, just enough to have pleasure creep in the edges of your frayed nerves

you try to buck and grind your hips into him to get him to apply more pressure, but it’s fruitless, and you’re left with no more options

closing your eyes, you murmur out a please

he tells you to do it again, to do it better, he knows you can do better

opening your eyes and glaring up at him, you bare your teeth and snarl at him, and he just looks down at you, awaiting your response

you grit your teeth and beg for him in a low and irritated voice, begging for him to fuck you on his fat cock, to make you cum until you only know his name, to fuck you until you worship him…please

Bi Han grins and with one single thrust, he pushes his cock into you and bottoms out, pelvis snug against yours

it steals your breath, and a strangled sound leaves your throat as he starts to fuck into you at a brutal pace, the sound of your wet pussy filling the air

he’s big, stretching you out to lengths you’ve never been, and he’s hitting every spot inside of you perfectly and turning your mind into mush as his thumb presses firmly into your clit

you refuse to beg anymore though and bite your lip to stifle your moans and whimpers, and you close your eyes and turn your head to the side to hide in your shoulder

Bi Han doesn’t seem to mind, simply leaning down further and making your hamstrings burn as he sucks and kisses hickeys into your neck

he nips at your sensitive skin, leaving his marks on you as his hips thrust in and out of you, and you let out a choked moan as you cream on his cock

his hips never stop, continuing their ruthless pace through your orgasm, but he lets out a low groan at the feeling of your pussy clenching and squeezing his cock

it’s the sound of your half-hidden whimpers and whines, his grunts and low moans, and the sound of his hips slapping into yours filling the room

every shock of pleasure is sharp and loud, cracking through your body as the overstimulation starts to sit in, but Bi Han doesn’t seem to care as he pants into your skin

he spares a look down and groans at the sight, and you look down as well, barely making out in the low light how every time he thrusts in, a slight bulge appears on your stomach

somehow, his pace quickens, and he growls into your ear that he’s going to cum in you, needs to cum in you and mark you all the way

you just whine in response, lips parting, and he takes the opportunity to attach his lips to yours and kiss you deeply, tongue finding its way into your mouth

your taste still lingers on his tongue, and you moan at the realization, pleasure coursing through you

he swallows the sound of your drawn-out keen as your pussy clamps down on his dick, nearly strangling it as you cum again, and he moans into your mouth as he does the same

you can feel his cum inside of you, warming you from the inside, and your thighs tremble as the both of your ride out your highs, his hips becoming sloppy and slow as he finishes

he just lays on top of you, letting his cock soften inside of you, and the both of you just lay there panting, chests heaving as you close your eyes and savor the last remnants of pleasure

and then you open your eyes and mutter for him to get off of you, and you tug at your arms, finally finding the ice fragile enough to break with your strength

he just grunts and obliges, his cock slipping out of you, and as much as you hate to admit it, you miss the feeling already

his cum seeps out of your pussy, spilling onto your clean bedsheets, and you glare at him, telling him that this was his fault

he rolls his eyes at you, saying that it was not, you were the one who had moaned his name in the first place

you retort saying that he had come over to your room first, and that you know for a fact that he lives in the opposite direction because that’s where all the higher-ups lived

he scowls at you but doesn’t say anything as he dresses in his slacks and picks up his robes from the floor

you stand up, fixing your shirt that had been pushed above your chest and you hold onto the door frame for balance on your shaky legs

he leaves, standing in the middle of the hallway and then turns back to you, and you just stand in the doorway and stare back at him

finally, he mutters out that he wants to see you again, next week, same time

you snort and say now who’s the one begging, and he rolls his eyes and starts walking away, letting you admire the way his back flexes as he walks

Your nails teased along his broad shoulders, dragging down his biceps. Your moans meddled with his groans, a reflection of each other's pleasure.

Bihan's hands trailed up your body, cupping your chest in cold palms. He smirked and breathlessly laughed against your neck as his fingertips circled your perked nipples. He roughly toyed with them, adoring the way you shuddered and shivered.

A low call of his name was all it took for him to push you off him, covering your naked body with a blanket before covering his own modesty. Both of his brothers stood wide-eyed and mouths agape at the door, blinking repeatedly before shutting the door without another word.

You and Bihan sat in silence for a few moments before you let a soft laugh out. Bihan glared at you before his expression softly and joined in a small chuckle.

"Do you wish to continue or are you soft?" He doesn't miss the way your hand hovers over the blanket that covers his now half-hard dick. His breath hitches as you slowly palm him, feeling him twitch and harden under your touch.