The moment Suhyeon gave a small, hesitant nod, Hajin seized both of his wrists in a single, crushing grip.
“……?”
It wasn’t painful, but the touch was unyielding.
Sensing something unusual, Suhyeon blinked.
Then, he saw what Hajin had pulled from his pocket: a silk necktie.
“You said you’d do exactly as I wanted today.”
Suhyeon’s lips parted to protest, but Hajin, who had already pinned him down with his weight, flashed a fleetingly beautiful smile.
Suhyeon stared, mesmerized by the curve of those blue eyes, only to snap back to reality as the soft fabric began to wind around his wrists.
It was too late.
His arms were pulled up over his head and bound tightly; they wouldn’t budge.
“Relax. It might hurt if you struggle.”
Hajin whispered as he stroked the bound skin of Suhyeon’s wrists.
He toyed with the hem of Suhyeon’s hoodie for a moment before sliding his hand underneath.
Suhyeon flinched, but a quick glance showed that Hajin’s eyes were half-crazed.
He decided it was safer to simply surrender his body to those hands.
“Hnn…….”
Unlike usual, Hajin’s hands were cold.
As the chill touched his bare skin, goosebumps erupted across his body.
A reflexive sound escaped Suhyeon’s lips.
Hajin leaned down further over him, his blue eyes glinting with a desire so sharp it felt like it could cut.
As the lips approached, Suhyeon obediently closed his eyes.
Soon, soft lips met his.
A tongue pushed past his teeth, thoroughly exploring the roof of his mouth and wetly sweeping over the sensitive flesh.
Their saliva tangled, and Suhyeon’s breath hitched.
“Nng…… ah…….”
The kiss was more violent than usual.
Moans tried to leak out, but Hajin swallowed them whole, devouring his mouth as if he couldn’t tolerate a single sound escaping.
“Mph……!”
Their tongues tangled, rubbing and sweeping against one another.
Hajin explored so deeply that tears began to well at the corners of Suhyeon’s eyes.
Hajin growled low in his throat and licked the tears away, as if even Suhyeon’s sorrow belonged to him.
His red tongue, glistening with Suhyeon’s saliva, was a vivid, provocative sight.
But the visual stimulation didn’t last long.
Suddenly, Suhyeon’s vision was blocked.
The dim room vanished, leaving only darkness. He felt something being fitted over his head.
A sleepmask.
“……Hajin?”
Deprived of his sight, Suhyeon called out blindly.
Was this part of what he wanted to do?
Having his vision cut off so suddenly left him feeling adrift.
In response, hot lips pressed against his neck.
“Ngh…….”
While he toyed with Suhyeon’s neck, Hajin’s hand moved further up, dragging the hoodie higher.
“Haa……!”
The hand, though slightly warmed by now, was still cool as it brushed against Suhyeon’s chest.
The hand settled there, teasing the flesh before flicking a nipple that had budged out like a small berry.
Feeling the dull heat spark into a sharp prickle, Suhyeon tried to twist away, but his bound wrists kept him anchored.
“Shh. It’ll hurt if you move.”
‘You’re the one making me move like this after tying me up,’ Suhyeon thought petulantly.
“Ah……!”
Spurred by a sudden flash of pique, Suhyeon turned his head toward the source of the voice, but he let out a sharp moan as Hajin caught his nipple between two fingers and twisted it.
While he tormented Suhyeon’s chest, Hajin pressed his lips everywhere, biting and marking his skin like a brand.
“Ngh…….”
Fair skin flushed a deep, feverish red.
With his hands tied and his eyes covered, every sensation seemed magnified tenfold.
Every touch and kiss from Hajin felt like a surge of heat burrowing deep into his marrow.
“You’re hard, Suhyeon.”
“Ngh, ah……!”
With another twist of his chest and a sudden spike of heat, Suhyeon felt himself stiffen below.
Unable to move, he arched his back as a voice whispered directly into his ear and a hand brushed against the waistband of his pants.
Because he couldn’t see, the uncertainty of where and when he would be touched was terrifying—and at the same time, it turned into a pleasure that set his spine on fire.
“Even harder now?”
“Hnn…….”
When Hajin chuckled lowly, his breath brushed Suhyeon’s earlobe.
Even that felt like a deliberate provocation, drawing a moan from Suhyeon’s throat.
‘How can he be this beautiful?’
Hajin hadn’t expected it to be this stimulating when he tied him up on impulse.
He pulled Suhyeon into an embrace and began to trace Suhyeon’s back with his lips.
Suhyeon was incredibly erotic like this—blindfolded, his hoodie nearly off, moaning only under Hajin’s touch.
Hajin kissed Suhyeon’s sweat-beaded forehead before trailing his fingers down the line of his spine.
“Hah……!”
The touch sent a shiver through Suhyeon’s slender frame.
Watching Suhyeon’s beautiful, lewd reactions, the obsession that had been momentarily forgotten flooded back into Hajin’s blue eyes.
He was still simmering with rage toward Asher Delveron, but he felt a deep sense of satisfaction watching Suhyeon writhe beneath him.
This Suhyeon was something only he could see, something only he could possess.
“……Hajin?”
Feeling Hajin’s touch pause for a moment, Suhyeon called out in a voice thick with heat.
Hajin, eager to satisfy his beautiful lover, began to move again.
“Ah……!”
Suhyeon inhaled sharply as he felt the zipper of his pants slide down and Hajin’s hand reach inside.
“Haa…… ah……!”
Even a mere brush had sent pleasure blooming, but now Hajin was deliberately stroking and cupping him, causing Suhyeon’s moans to pour out unbidden.
With one sense blocked, his other senses were preternaturally sharp; he could feel the friction of Hajin’s movements with startling clarity.
He felt his pants and underwear being pulled down, and the cold air hit his hot, bare skin.
“Wait, nng, ah……!”
While Hajin teased the tight, closed entrance of Suhyeon’s rear, he continued to torment the front.
Blindfolded and overwhelmed, Suhyeon’s world felt like it was turning white, but his struggling was futile.
The necktie around his wrists was expertly tied; the more he moved, the tighter it seemed to constrict rather than loosen.
“Ah……!”
With a wet, squelching sound, Suhyeon’s body jerked.
Hajin stroked Suhyeon’s length, using the seeping fluid like a lubricant to coat the entrance behind.
The entrance, flushed red as if announcing its owner’s arousal, glistened in the dim light, driving Hajin’s desire even higher.
“Haa, nng, ngh…….”
Moreover, the way Suhyeon cried out like a kitten every time he was touched was so seductive that Hajin wanted to thrust into that narrow heat right then and there.
But he knew that would only hurt Suhyeon.
“Hnn, ha, Ha, jin…….”
When Hajin paused for a second, overwhelmed by the visual temptation, Suhyeon called his name as if urging him to focus.
Usually quiet and reserved, Suhyeon tended to be quite vocal in bed.
His body, which rarely showed big reactions to anything else, was preternaturally sensitive.
Hajin let out a low laugh, his fingers gently tracing the pleated entrance of the wet hole.
“H-hnn……!”
A chilling pleasure took hold of Suhyeon.
He let out a wet moan.
“Ah……!”
“You’re so wet we don’t even need lube, Suhyeon.”
The words whispered in a voice so gentle were incredibly lewd.
Suhyeon’s cheeks burned as he realized the moisture being smeared over him wasn’t lube, but his own fluid from the front.
It was shameful, but that shame served as a catalyst.
He felt himself becoming painfully hard.
“Nng…….”
Suhyeon let out a small whimper as he felt a finger that had been hovering at the entrance finally push inside.
The relaxed entrance accepted a single finger with ease.
“Ah, hnn!”
But Hajin had no intention of letting Suhyeon settle into a mild pleasure.
He pinned him down while roughly rubbing his front.
Hajin leaned down and pressed a kiss to the hole that was greedily taking his finger.
“Hah, Hajin?”
“You’re beautiful.”
Even though he was blindfolded, the sensation of breath and soft lips made Suhyeon shiver and call out.
Hajin ignored him, pushing a second finger inside while his lips explored from Suhyeon’s soft buttocks up to his spine.
“Ah, ngh, haa…… mmm……!”
The wet sounds in the room became even more erotic.
The fingers increased to three, and instead of just stretching him, Hajin curved them like hooks and scraped the inner walls.
Suhyeon let out a thin moan, his thighs trembling uncontrollably.
“Ah, hnn……!”
The pleasure was becoming unbearable.
The blindfold began to grow damp as tears finally spilled over.
“Ah, Hajin, Hajin, wait…… nng……!”
When a fourth finger was added, they moved fluidly, scraping and stimulating the inner walls in a dizzying rhythm.
Suhyeon’s world felt like it was flashing white. He kept calling Hajin’s name and shifting his body, but the necktie remained firm.
“Mmm, Suhyeon, haa…….”
Suhyeon couldn’t see it, but his flushed, swaying movements looked like an invitation to be devoured.
Watching this, Hajin felt his own erection straining painfully against his pants.
He suppressed the urge to take him immediately and answered Suhyeon’s calls with more touch.
Today, he intended to keep going until Suhyeon begged him to stop.
To do that, he had to make sure Suhyeon was as prepared as possible so it wouldn’t hurt.
Driven by the irritation caused by Asher Delveron, Hajin’s blue eyes were glowing with a faint, predatory madness.
“Ah, hnn, ah……! Hajin, s-stop, Hajin, ah……!”
The fingers stayed inside longer than usual, playing with the inner walls and pushing Suhyeon past the brink of overstimulation.
Suhyeon breathed heavily, his feet arching and flexing repeatedly.
The room felt thick with hot breath.
The narrow walls were becoming soft and pliant, and his mind was melting away.
“Ah, hnn……!”
Hajin’s fingers teased Suhyeon’s sweet spot, brushing against it just enough to torment him.
The pleasure teetered at the very peak, mocking him. Unbearable ecstasy dominated Suhyeon.
His reason crumbled, and the hidden instincts beneath were stripped bare.
In a voice completely undone, Suhyeon called out to him.
“Nng, hnn, Hajin, Hajin…….”
“Yes?”
Unlike Suhyeon, Hajin’s voice sounded perfectly calm.
That only served to fuel Suhyeon’s shame, and feverish tears leaked out.
In reality, Hajin was staring with a gaze bordering on madness, suppressed by the dark desire to thrust into him immediately, but the blindfolded Suhyeon had no way of knowing.
“Hnn……!”
The fingers inside continued their relentless movement, and Suhyeon finally had to speak.
The pleasure that was always just out of reach was becoming a form of torture.
Finally, Suhyeon said it.
“Fuck me. Please… fuck me…….”
The fingers that had been wetly moving in and out of the hole suddenly went still.
