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Fuck, it was too much. Yoo Joonghyuk trailed slow kisses down to his thighs, soft and peppered gingerly over his skin, faint ghosts of touches. His warm breath hovered over his cunt, feather-light, but enough to make his entire body shiver.
"Joonghyuk-ah, no more teasing," Kim Dokja begs. The warm, humid air between them pulses with an unadulterated desperation as Yoo Joonghyuk finally presses his mouth against Kim Dokja's thigh, the inner skin where it was most sensitive. The delicate touch makes Kim Dokja gasp audibly as his fingers curl in Yoo Joonghyuk's hair before he can stop himself.
Yoo Joonghyuk chuckles deep in his throat, the sound vibrating against Kim Dokja's sensitive skin intoxicatingly before tracing his tongue upward along the skin of his inner thigh in agonizingly slow strokes. Kim Dokja arches off Yoo Joonghyuk's lap when warm breath ghosts along the crease where his thigh meets hipbone. A quiet whimper escapes his throat as he tangles both hands in Joonghyuk's hair—desperate for something solid to hold onto as heat floods his body.
"You're torturing me," he accuses in a rough voice thick with want.
Joonghyuk merely hums in response—a vibration that travels straight to Kim Dokja's aching cunt—and presses another open-mouthed kiss just shy of where he needs it most. The warm, wet drag of Yoo Joonghyuk's tongue along Kim Dokja's inner thigh sends another shudder through his body. His fingers tighten instinctively in Joonghyuk's hair as he tries to guide him closer without saying so outright—a silent plea.
"Hurry." Kim Dokja whines when Joonghyuk nips lightly at his sensitive skin before soothing it with another kiss.
Joonghyuk rumbles appreciatively against him before finally—finally—dragging his tongue in one long stroke upward from Kim Dokja's inner thigh until it parts his folds. The moment Yoo Joonghyuk's tongue makes contact with Kim Dokja's slit, a sharp gasp tears from his throat and his back arches off Joonghyuk's lap instinctively. His fingers curl tighter in Yoo Joonghyuk's hair, holding on as the intensity of the first lick crashes through him like lightning.
"You taste good," Joonghyuk murmurs against his skin before flattening his tongue and dragging it in one long stroke from opening to clit. The vibration of his words sends tremors through Kim Dokja as he grinds himself helplessly against Joonghyuk's mouth. Precome rushes out of him.
"Hng… Just hurry it up already…" Kim Dokja's hips jerk involuntarily as Yoo Joonghyuk's tongue delves deeper inside him—long strokes curling upward to press against that sweet spot while his nose rubs insistently against Kim Dokja's clit each time he pulls back for air between licks.
"Fuck—oh fuck—" The words burst from Kim Dokja as Yoo Joonghyuk hums again during another teasing press of his tongue against Kim Dokja's entrance. His thighs tremble violently now despite being pinned open by Joonghyuk's broad shoulders; every muscle coiled tight as Yoo Joonghyuk works him over methodically at an infuriatingly steady pace. And just when he thinks he's about to come, Yoo Joonghyuk stops, pulling away.
"Hey—ack!"
He tries grasping at Yoo Joonghyuk's hair but misses narrowly. Kim Dokja glances down at his hands, which are working on his belt. He gulps as he sees the size of the thing straining in his pants.
In no time, Yoo Joonghyuk's mouth is replaced by the thick head of his cock against saliva-soaked folds. The thick pressure of Yoo Joonghyuk's cockhead nudging against Kim Dokja stirs fire deep in his gut. It's enough for him to feel every ridge and contour pressing into his slick folds as Joonghyuk teases them open. His breath comes in short, ragged bursts as he pushes his hips forward involuntarily, trying to take more of Joonghyuk inside without being given permission.
"You wanna get fucked?" Joonghyuk murmurs lowly, a trace of anticipation lacing each word.
Kim Dokja nods rapidly, eyes fluttering shut when Joonghyuk rubs just a little harder against his entrance—enough to tease at pushing inside without actually doing so. His entire body feels like an overstretched wire—vibrating violently when Joonghyuk thrusts forward suddenly, sheathed halfway inside with one fluid motion. Kim Dokja's breath catches as he tenses around Yoo Joonghyuk's thick heat; the stretch borders on painful but blooms into exquisite fullness as he welcomes him deeper.
"Ah—fuck..." His hands fly back to Joonghyuk's hair, gripping tight now—grounding himself as Joonghyuk gives a slow roll of his hips to grind in deeper. Kim Dokja's back arches at the delicious friction rubbing along every sensitive nerve inside him. "Fuck, ngh..."
Kim Dokja's back arches at the delicious friction rubbing along every sensitive nerve inside him.
Yoo Joonghyuk stops moving, letting Kim Dokja adjust around him while watching every twitch of his lips and roll of his eyes. When Joonghyuk finally moves again, it's with agonizing slowness—pulling out just enough to let Kim Dokja feel the pressure easing, before sinking back in inch by excruciating inch.
"It's too big," he hears himself saying, but he's not even sure if it's him that's speaking. This stimulation is nearly too much, and as he rubs his stomach to try and alleviate it, he feels a bulge moving in sync with Yoo Joonghyuk's thrusts. The sharp drag of Joonghyuk pulling out makes Kim Dokja gasp—his back arching instinctively as he clutches fistfuls of sheets instead of Joonghyuk's hair. "It's too much."
"I know," Joonghyuk murmurs roughly against Kim Dokja's neck before biting down, enough to send another shockwave through Kim Dokja's body as he pushes back against Joonghyuk's cock. The stretch borders on unbearable but fuck—fuck—the way it fills him so perfectly keeps his hips rolling forward in needy little thrusts despite himself.
"I need—ah!—need more..." The plea leaves Kim Dokja's lips before he can stop it. Joonghyuk doesn't hesitate, gripping Kim Dokja's hips and slamming in deeper than before with one sharp thrust. A strangled cry tears from Kim Dokja's throat—his whole body bowing off the bed as Joonghyuk fills him completely, that thick cockhead bumping against his inner walls, reaching spots inside of him that have never been reached before.
The shift sends Joonghyuk rubbing directly against that spot that makes him see star with every stroke—the pressure unbearable yet incredible all at once.
"You feel so good," Joonghyuk groans against Kim Dokja's ear, his hot breath sending tremors throughout Kim Dokja's body before he licks a stripe along Kim Dokja neck.
The praise burns through Kim Dokja like wildfire burning with how rough Joonghyuk is fucking him.
A sharp whimper escapes Kim Dokja as Joonghyuk's hand moves from his hip to grip one thigh tightly while lifting it higher against his side—opening him wider for deeper penetration that has Kim Dokja whining every time Yoo Joonghyuk bottoms out inside him.
"Ah! Y-you bastard—fuck! S-so big—fuck!" Kim Dokja sobs openly now without restraint; pleasure so intense it feels like crying pours from him in hot tears rolling down his cheeks as Joonghyuk shows no mercy in his relentless pounding. The friction between them is unbearable. Yoo Joonghyuk slides effortlessly through Kim Dokja like they were made for this exact fit while also feeling too big to handle comfortably at every inch deeper. Kim Dokja makes a mess onto Yoo Joonghyuk's crotch, twitching whenever Joonghyuk slams into him. He can hardly see straight anymore—all sensation concentrated solely where Yoo Joonghyuk splits him open over and over while whispering filthy words directly into Kim Dokja's ear.
"That tight little cunt fits me just right. Can't get enough how you squeeze around me like this."
Kim Dokja's eyes roll back at his words, legs curling through punishing thrusts. The words spill from his lips in broken sobs, his hands scrabbling at the sheets as Joonghyuk wrecks him without hesitation. "Ah!—f-fuck!—J-Joonghyuk—oh god—ahh!"
His back arches violently as Joonghyuk pistons into him at an agonizing pace, the slap of skin and ragged breathing the only sounds filling the dim room. Sweat rolls down Joonghyuk's abs as he changes angles—pulling Dokja's leg further back to drive even deeper—until tears free-fall from his eyes.
He shudders as he comes, Yoo Joonghyuk still fucking into his oversensitive cunt as he does so. "Haah—!" Dokja shivers violently as his climax crashes over him—his entire body locking up as white-hot pleasure surges through him simultaneously when Joonghyuk bottoms out deep inside once again during this orgasm.
He squirts against Yoo Joonghyuk, clamping down hard around the cock inside of him. The overwhelming intensity makes him arch off the bed with a strangled cry—back bowing so sharply he nearly dislodges himself from Joonghyuk's cock only for the firm grip on his thigh to keep him buried deep. "Ngh… not yet," Yoo Joonghyuk grunts out, movements becoming sloppy. Yoo Joonghyuk doesn't relent—if anything, he redoubles his efforts as Kim Dokja clamps down around him during his climax.
His thrusts grow erratic but no less punishing—slamming into that perfectly slick passage until he buries himself fully with one final brutal snap of his hips. The heat inside Dokja spikes as Joonghyuk finally releases—his thick cum flooding Dokja's already-sensitive hole as his hips jerk involuntarily to spill every last drop deep inside him.
Kim Dokja whimpers—still-trembling from the aftershocks and a pathetic whine from the overwhelming fullness stretching him open even wider than before. Yoo Joonghyuk collapses atop Kim Dokja immediately after spilling inside him—his sweat-slicked chest heaving against Dokja's back as he struggles to catch his breath. His cock still twitches weakly inside Dokja's quivering cunt—the shakiness making Kim Dokja shiver each time. The heat spreading through Kim Dokja's stomach is a constant pressure, Yoo Joonghyuk's thick release plugged inside his oversensitive pussy.