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this genre of seonghwa pics btw

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Sansang enthusiasts, how we feelin?

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ateez’s happy captain 💕

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someone give hongsang a calendar

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Shame on me... how have I not posted a single thing bout YunSan????

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jongsang little space one shot

// the story of how yeosang found out that jongho is a little

Jongho clapped his hands together excitedly. for once, he had the whole dorm to himself. and he knew exactly how he wanted to spend his time.

as soon as the boy heard the front door close, he scattered onto his knees, bending downwards as he dragged the big cardboard box out from under the bed. it looked like any ordinary moving box but it contained some of his most prized posessions. with a big smile he opened the lid, his hands reaching straight for the brown teddy bear which rested atop all the other items in the box. jongho squeaked in excitement "hello! i missed you so much! hello hello" he repeaded happily as he hugged the plushy close to his chest, pressing his cheek against the bear's soft furr. after he's given the stuffed animal enough cuddles, he set his little friend down on his lap as he reached into the the box again. this time he retreived a light blue baby bottle and his pacifier, a pink one covered in a blue butterfly pattern. jjongie put the pacifier into his mouth, contently sucking on it as all his worries of adulthood seemed to fade away in an instant.

smiling, he picked up the bottle and took his teddy by the hand as he hopped towards the kitchen. as much as he was feeling little, his mind was still clear enough to operate the kitchen properly. so, he filled up the bottle with banana milk and popped it into the microwave. while he waited for the beverage to warm up, he took the stuffed bear and walked up to the big kitchen window. with sparkly eyes he watched the tiny cars making their way through afternoon traffic in the streets below.

his vision was focused on a little white puppy jumping along the sidewalk as he heard the microwave bing. the young male quickly turned around and retreived the bottle from the microwave before screwing on the cap and making his way back towards the bedroom.

being a little made jongho feel especially cuddly, so he gathered a bunch of pillows and soft blankets from yeosang and wooyoung's beds, throwing them onto his own matress, along with his laptop.

looking forward to the warmth and comfort of his bed, he quickly climbed onto the matress, throwing a soft, grey blanket over his legs. he then proceeded to turn on his favorite movie (whinnie the poo) on his laptop before he took his own bear plushy into his right arm and held the baby bottle in his left hand, leaving the rubber nub in his mouth most of the time since it provided him with a feeling of comfort and relaxastion.

he only made it through half of the movie when his bottle of milk was empty and he'd slipped completely into his regressed headspace. he reached for the pacifier on his night stand and shoved it into his mouth, cuddling further into the big pile of blankets, making sure his little plushy was comfortable in his embrace. he tried his best to listen to the conversations in the film, but his eyelids became so heavy. comforted by the blankets hugging around his body and the pacifier bobbing in and out of his mouth it was impossible for him to escape the sleepiness.

-🍯-

he was woken up by gentle fingers carding through his messy bed hair. still too tired to open his eyes, the little leaned into the touch, hugging his bear closer before relaxing his body again.

he didn't really intend on moving until he heard a familiar voice "jongho?" and that's when it hit him. nobody knew he was a little, nobody knew he only reacted to the name "jjongie" once he'd regressed. he was lying right in front of his fellow band member, pacifier in his mouth and a big teddy in his arm. the boy gasped, suddenly wide awake as he sat up in shock, yeosang's expression equally surpised at the sudden movement.

anxiety washed over jongho as he tried to hide the pacifier beneath one of the blankets, little tears of embarrassment escaping his eyes, trying to turn away from the other person on the bed. yeosang placed a gentle hand on the younger's back, scooting a bit closer "jongho do you mind explaining?" he asked.

though it was in a gentle tone, a new wave of anxiety hit the regressor as his brain convinced him that yeosang was definitely judging the hell out of him and would probably never speak to him again after this.

yeosang felt the boy's body shake against the palm of his hand, removing it in case he was invading the other's personal space at such a vulnerable time. he sighed, thinking about the right way to express himself before giving it a second approach "don't worry. i won't judge you. i'm genuinly curious, tell me about everything. i'm there to listen and i'd love to be there to help or even take care of you... if you want."

this made jongho halt. he's always wanted a caregiver but simultaneously never wanted to out himself to anyone. but now was the first (and possibly the only) chance for him to do so. yeosang seemed to be the only one who was in the dorm with him and he was a friend jongho had always been able to trust. the younger male sniffled, hiding his face in his blanket as he mumbled "imalittle".

"what?" yeosang spoke, his voice curious as he slowly removed the blanket from jongho's face. the younger refused to make eye contact as he took a deep breath "i'm a little. i basically have a 4 year old in my head that comes out every once in a while... when i want him to."

"oh wait.. i think i've seen a documentary about something like that on youtube. the woman who had like a whole playroom and 20 different types of diapers?"

"ion wear diapers, I'm not /that/ little." jongho giggled, slowly starting to feel more comfortable around the elder.

"but do you still need help with other things? are there times you need an adult to help? do you have someone who can help?" yeosang would've loved to ask even more questions, but made sure to not overwhelm the boy.

"no, jjongie doesn't have anyone." the younger pouted, slowly slipping back into little space as he noticed that yeosang was someone he could feel safe around "jjongie can't make food and jjongie can't tie shoes. jjongie want help but nobody want help jjongie."

yeosang cooed at the younger, mesmerized by his cute way of speaking and the tears brimming in the younger's eyes. if this weren't his first time "meeting" the little, he'd probable attack him with a fat hug and start squishing his cute bread cheeks with how sweet the other was behaving. but he had manners. so he paused a moment before asking "does jjongie like cuddles? kisses? tell me everything i need to know and then i'll do my best to take care of you.... if you're okay with having me as your caregiver?"

the younger was still shy, staring at the now black screen of his laptop as he responded "jjongie loves kisses and cuddles way more than big jjongie. and jjongie likes banana milk and-" he was interrupted by a pair of big, strong arms warpping around his body, pulling him close as yeosang rubbed his chin against jjongie's hair, not able to hold back from showering his new friend in all the affection he could offer.

"oh you are so so cute my little gummy bear" yeosang whispered as he leaned against the pillows, jongho falling on top of him, grabbing at the elder's sweater as he melted into the warmth. they stayed like this for several minutes, yeosang holding the younger close as jjongie tried holding back another wave of tears, this time due to the overwhelming happiness he was feeling. finally he's met someone who would accept him in this state and was even willing to take care of him. it was something he'd always deemed impossible.

after some time, yeosang loosened his tight embrace, breaking the comfortable silence "jjongie what's your favorite thing to do? i want to make sure i can somehow make you happy today before i really educate myself on how to take care of littles properly."

jjongie smiled at that, digging his face into yeosang's chest to hide his blushing cheeks "jj- jjongie likes watching movies a lot."

"then let's do that, hm? do you want to go watch it on the big tv in the living room? the others won't be home for the next few hours."

the little nodded, not letting go of the elder's shirt when yeosang finally sat up. luckily, yeosang had intensified his gym training over the past couple of months and was able to pick the boy up, grabbing the pacifier and bottle on the way out. he placed the little onto the big sofa, giving him head pats before making his way to the kitchen. he filled the bottle up with banana milk and cut an apple from their fruit basket into small slices, placing them onto a plate. when everything was prepared he walked back to the boy, smiling at him as he set down the items on the living room table, in awe when jjongie's eyes seemed to light up from excitement. it didn't take long for them to find a movie to watch, the younger picking the first disney movie that popped up on the tv screen.

he happily munched away on the apples which made yeosangs heart twist and turn from how adorable the other was. once the plate was empty - the last piece being shoved into yeosang's mouth by the little - and once the bottle of milk only had a few sips left, the younger grabbed his pacifier from the surface of the table, shoving it into his mouth before reaching for the living room blanket as he hugged the soft material close to his chest and leaned into yeosang's side. his eyes were sparkling as he watched the colorful characters on the screen whilst yeosang smiled at him, wrapping an arm around the boy's body, pulling him closer. jongho tried to keep up with the plot of the movie, but it got harder by the second, yeosang's warmth and protective embrace making his eyelids feel heavy for the second time that afternoon. he cuddled closer into yeosang's chest as he fell asleep immediately. the elder noticed, leaning his head onto jongho's, his hand holding the sweet boy close as he too, fell asleep, happy that he'd found himself his very own little best friend. he truely looked forward to getting to know the younger's headspace better.

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jongsang little space one shot

// the story of how yeosang found out that jongho is a little

Jongho clapped his hands together excitedly. for once, he had the whole dorm to himself. and he knew exactly how he wanted to spend his time.

as soon as the boy heard the front door close, he scattered onto his knees, bending downwards as he dragged the big cardboard box out from under the bed. it looked like any ordinary moving box but it contained some of his most prized posessions. with a big smile he opened the lid, his hands reaching straight for the brown teddy bear which rested atop all the other items in the box. jongho squeaked in excitement "hello! i missed you so much! hello hello" he repeaded happily as he hugged the plushy close to his chest, pressing his cheek against the bear's soft furr. after he's given the stuffed animal enough cuddles, he set his little friend down on his lap as he reached into the the box again. this time he retreived a light blue baby bottle and his pacifier, a pink one covered in a blue butterfly pattern. jjongie put the pacifier into his mouth, contently sucking on it as all his worries of adulthood seemed to fade away in an instant.

smiling, he picked up the bottle and took his teddy by the hand as he hopped towards the kitchen. as much as he was feeling little, his mind was still clear enough to operate the kitchen properly. so, he filled up the bottle with banana milk and popped it into the microwave. while he waited for the beverage to warm up, he took the stuffed bear and walked up to the big kitchen window. with sparkly eyes he watched the tiny cars making their way through afternoon traffic in the streets below.

his vision was focused on a little white puppy jumping along the sidewalk as he heard the microwave bing. the young male quickly turned around and retreived the bottle from the microwave before screwing on the cap and making his way back towards the bedroom.

being a little made jongho feel especially cuddly, so he gathered a bunch of pillows and soft blankets from yeosang and wooyoung's beds, throwing them onto his own matress, along with his laptop.

looking forward to the warmth and comfort of his bed, he quickly climbed onto the matress, throwing a soft, grey blanket over his legs. he then proceeded to turn on his favorite movie (whinnie the poo) on his laptop before he took his own bear plushy into his right arm and held the baby bottle in his left hand, leaving the rubber nub in his mouth most of the time since it provided him with a feeling of comfort and relaxastion.

he only made it through half of the movie when his bottle of milk was empty and he'd slipped completely into his regressed headspace. he reached for the pacifier on his night stand and shoved it into his mouth, cuddling further into the big pile of blankets, making sure his little plushy was comfortable in his embrace. he tried his best to listen to the conversations in the film, but his eyelids became so heavy. comforted by the blankets hugging around his body and the pacifier bobbing in and out of his mouth it was impossible for him to escape the sleepiness.

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he was woken up by gentle fingers carding through his messy bed hair. still too tired to open his eyes, the little leaned into the touch, hugging his bear closer before relaxing his body again.

he didn't really intend on moving until he heard a familiar voice "jongho?" and that's when it hit him. nobody knew he was a little, nobody knew he only reacted to the name "jjongie" once he'd regressed. he was lying right in front of his fellow band member, pacifier in his mouth and a big teddy in his arm. the boy gasped, suddenly wide awake as he sat up in shock, yeosang's expression equally surpised at the sudden movement.

anxiety washed over jongho as he tried to hide the pacifier beneath one of the blankets, little tears of embarrassment escaping his eyes, trying to turn away from the other person on the bed. yeosang placed a gentle hand on the younger's back, scooting a bit closer "jongho do you mind explaining?" he asked.

though it was in a gentle tone, a new wave of anxiety hit the regressor as his brain convinced him that yeosang was definitely judging the hell out of him and would probably never speak to him again after this.

yeosang felt the boy's body shake against the palm of his hand, removing it in case he was invading the other's personal space at such a vulnerable time. he sighed, thinking about the right way to express himself before giving it a second approach "don't worry. i won't judge you. i'm genuinly curious, tell me about everything. i'm there to listen and i'd love to be there to help or even take care of you... if you want."

this made jongho halt. he's always wanted a caregiver but simultaneously never wanted to out himself to anyone. but now was the first (and possibly the only) chance for him to do so. yeosang seemed to be the only one who was in the dorm with him and he was a friend jongho had always been able to trust. the younger male sniffled, hiding his face in his blanket as he mumbled "imalittle".

"what?" yeosang spoke, his voice curious as he slowly removed the blanket from jongho's face. the younger refused to make eye contact as he took a deep breath "i'm a little. i basically have a 4 year old in my head that comes out every once in a while... when i want him to."

"oh wait.. i think i've seen a documentary about something like that on youtube. the woman who had like a whole playroom and 20 different types of diapers?"

"ion wear diapers, I'm not /that/ little." jongho giggled, slowly starting to feel more comfortable around the elder.

"but do you still need help with other things? are there times you need an adult to help? do you have someone who can help?" yeosang would've loved to ask even more questions, but made sure to not overwhelm the boy.

"no, jjongie doesn't have anyone." the younger pouted, slowly slipping back into little space as he noticed that yeosang was someone he could feel safe around "jjongie can't make food and jjongie can't tie shoes. jjongie want help but nobody want help jjongie."

yeosang cooed at the younger, mesmerized by his cute way of speaking and the tears brimming in the younger's eyes. if this weren't his first time "meeting" the little, he'd probable attack him with a fat hug and start squishing his cute bread cheeks with how sweet the other was behaving. but he had manners. so he paused a moment before asking "does jjongie like cuddles? kisses? tell me everything i need to know and then i'll do my best to take care of you.... if you're okay with having me as your caregiver?"

the younger was still shy, staring at the now black screen of his laptop as he responded "jjongie loves kisses and cuddles way more than big jjongie. and jjongie likes banana milk and-" he was interrupted by a pair of big, strong arms warpping around his body, pulling him close as yeosang rubbed his chin against jjongie's hair, not able to hold back from showering his new friend in all the affection he could offer.

"oh you are so so cute my little gummy bear" yeosang whispered as he leaned against the pillows, jongho falling on top of him, grabbing at the elder's sweater as he melted into the warmth. they stayed like this for several minutes, yeosang holding the younger close as jjongie tried holding back another wave of tears, this time due to the overwhelming happiness he was feeling. finally he's met someone who would accept him in this state and was even willing to take care of him. it was something he'd always deemed impossible.

after some time, yeosang loosened his tight embrace, breaking the comfortable silence "jjongie what's your favorite thing to do? i want to make sure i can somehow make you happy today before i really educate myself on how to take care of littles properly."

jjongie smiled at that, digging his face into yeosang's chest to hide his blushing cheeks "jj- jjongie likes watching movies a lot."

"then let's do that, hm? do you want to go watch it on the big tv in the living room? the others won't be home for the next few hours."

the little nodded, not letting go of the elder's shirt when yeosang finally sat up. luckily, yeosang had intensified his gym training over the past couple of months and was able to pick the boy up, grabbing the pacifier and bottle on the way out. he placed the little onto the big sofa, giving him head pats before making his way to the kitchen. he filled the bottle up with banana milk and cut an apple from their fruit basket into small slices, placing them onto a plate. when everything was prepared he walked back to the boy, smiling at him as he set down the items on the living room table, in awe when jjongie's eyes seemed to light up from excitement. it didn't take long for them to find a movie to watch, the younger picking the first disney movie that popped up on the tv screen.

he happily munched away on the apples which made yeosangs heart twist and turn from how adorable the other was. once the plate was empty - the last piece being shoved into yeosang's mouth by the little - and once the bottle of milk only had a few sips left, the younger grabbed his pacifier from the surface of the table, shoving it into his mouth before reaching for the living room blanket as he hugged the soft material close to his chest and leaned into yeosang's side. his eyes were sparkling as he watched the colorful characters on the screen whilst yeosang smiled at him, wrapping an arm around the boy's body, pulling him closer. jongho tried to keep up with the plot of the movie, but it got harder by the second, yeosang's warmth and protective embrace making his eyelids feel heavy for the second time that afternoon. he cuddled closer into yeosang's chest as he fell asleep immediately. the elder noticed, leaning his head onto jongho's, his hand holding the sweet boy close as he too, fell asleep, happy that he'd found himself his very own little best friend. he truely looked forward to getting to know the younger's headspace better.

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3.4k words seongjoong smut oneshot

🩸TW // knife play, blood play

"sit!" hongjoong's demanding voice echoed through their shared room.

seonghwa stared at him with wide eyes.

"wh-"

"I said sit!!!"

the elder's eyebrows remained knitted together as he made his way towards the wooden chair on the other side of the room. he just came out of the shower, wearing nothing except for a-

"towel!! take it off!"

oh. oh this was going to be a sexual thing, the elder realised, a spark of excitement spreading through his body as he dropped the towel onto the floor before his warm butt made contact with the cold surface of the chair.

"good boy. now let me teach you a lesson." hongjoong's voice sounded calmer now as he made his way towards the other male. he pulled something from his pocket. a piece of black silk. seonghwa's view lingered on the wall across from him as hongjoong walked behind him and suddenly, seonghwa saw nothing. it was a blindfold.

the taller silently smiled to himself. this was going to be an interesting night.

as soon as he thought hongjoong's warmth had left him, his arms were pulled back by the other's tiny hands. from the tightening feeling against his wrists, seonghwa assumed that the younger was currently tying his hands to the chair with another silky ribbon.

he heard a creak of the wooden floor to his right before fingers gently traced along his jawline, tilting his head upwards. suddenly, a pair of soft, warm lips against his own. then, they were gone.

the elder whined at the loss.

"Joongie no teasing. please, no teasing"

"oh shut up. i haven't even started yet. be patient." hongjoong's voice came from somewhere in front of him.

now that he'd lost his ability to see, his other senses became hyper aware of everything around him. the rustling of fabric and creaking floor boards brought him to the conclusion that hongjoong was getting undressed. his cock slightly twitched at the thought, though he was disappointed he couldn't take in the view of hongjoong's perfectly built frame, the slight outline of his abs and his perfect, buff chest.

he heard the sound of hongjoong's bare feet against the cold floor, his breath hitching due to hongjoong's warm presence right in front of him as the younger suddenly spoke.

"since you've been such a little pussy, i'll teach you how to hurt me tonight. are you excited, hwa?" seonghwa swallowed hard. he could tell the younger was smirking by the tone of his voice.

it was true that seonghwa was too careful. hongjoong told him a long time ago that he had a pain kink, that he loved to be hurt. and of course hwa wanted to be a good boyfriend and tried to satisfy his boyfriend. but it wasn't that easy. he couldn't bear seeing the love of his life in pain, didn't want him to go through that, even if it pleasured him. hongjoong had often complained about it after their little sessions, telling him how he needed to spank him harder, how he had to tone down the constant pauses to make sure hongjoong was doing all right.

seonghwa was torn out of his thoughts when he felt a hand wrap around his dick, giving it several slow strokes. the tall male threw his head back and gasped, pleasure washing over him. he felt light headed as blood rushed into his hardening cock.

and then, nothing. hongjoong had stepped back again, the room becoming silent apart from seonghwa's heavy breathing.

suddenly, he recognized that sound of hongjoong spitting and almost simultaniously he felt something warm and wet slide down the length of his cock. hongjoong's saliva.

seonghwa didn't have time to process anything when he suddenly felt hongjoong's knees beside his thighs, arms gently wrapping around his neck and a warm sensation around the head of his cock. when he heard a sharp inhale it finally dawned on him that hongjoong was slowly inserting seonghwa's cock into his plump ass. without lube. which must've hurt like crazy.

the grey haired male was about to ask hongjoong if he was alright but his actions were interrupted by a loud, high pitched moan.

"fuck. fuck this feels so good hwx. love feeling you inside me like this." the younger gasped against his ear. he lifted himself up and dropped back down all the way, repeating his movements as he got used to the stretch, his eyes rolling back from the overwhelming pleasure.

the taller boy didn't really know how to react. he wasn't able to move but he must admit, he loved the feeling of hongjoong. only hongjoong. it sparked excitement somewhere deep inside seonghwa as he too, started moaning at the thight feeling around his cock.

"s- seonghwa please. want more. please go rough. please go super rough." the elder was too far gone for a proper response, just nodding his head desperately as hongjoong slowed his thrusts to reach behind seonghwa and quickly untie the silk ribbon from seonghwa's wrists. the moment he succeeded, the two were all over each other.

hongjoong cupped seonghwa's jaw, smashing their lips together into a filthy wet kiss while seonghwa's hands slowly trailed from the other's nipples over the perfect dip of his hips to finally rest on hongjoong's smooth thighs.

the younger resumed hopping up and down on seonghwa's pulsing length, giving seonghwa's swollen lips one last peck before he connected his mouth with seonghwa's honey colored neck.

the blindfolded man threw his head back, hongjoong feeling the vibrations of seonghwa's moans against his lips and tongue.

and as the elder started roaming his hands over hongjoong's plump ass, he suddenly remembered hongjoong's desire. he gathered up all his courage and slowly guided the palm of his hands from hongjoong's ass back to his thighs. and without warning, he rammed his fingernails into hongjoong's skin as hard as his fingers would allow it, scraping along the length of hongjoong's thighs. seonghwa knew this would leave marks for days but hongjoong's reaction was priceless. the younger moaned against his neck so loud the neighbors could definitely hear. he pulled seonghwa's body impossibly close as his hips twitched in uncontrollable jolts, hongjoong losing all control as the burning pain from his thighs spread goosebumps over his entire body.

the mixture of hongjoong's hot breath against his neck, his tight hole clenching around his dick and maybe also his own nails digging into hongjoong's soft flesh were driving seonghwa insane. it took every cell in his body to keep himself from cumming right then and there.

hongjoong had stopped riding seonghwa and was holding him so close, seonghwa would've complained about being suffocated if this were under any other circumstance.

"holy shit seonghwa i almost came."

hongjoong panted against the elder's messy hair as seonghwa smiled to himself but didn't bother to reply.

"hwa- please, bed. please continue on the bed." hongjoong needily whispered against seonghwa's ear. the elder held his hips for support as hongjoong slowly lifted his body up, whimpering when his hole clenched around nothing. when he finally got used to the emptiness, he limped behind seonghwa and untied the silk blindfold.

"go sit on the bed. i'll be there in a moment." hongjoong said as one hand gently carded through seonghwa's hair. the tall boy didn't need to be told twice, immediately walking across the room to let his long, slim body slump into the matress. in the meantime hongjoong pulled a small black box from the closet before making his way towards seonghwa. said man audibly gasped when he saw hongjoong's thighs. eight long, red stripes going from his groin to his knees, single droplets of blood pooling at the surface. when hongjoong kneeled down on the matress in front of him, he couldn't take his eyes off of the bright red liquid on the younger's milky thighs. with a worried look seonghwa placed a hand on hongjoong's thigh, running his index finger along one of the scratches. the taller male could hear a sharp inhale from the younger but seonghwa could only pay attention to the way hongjoong's dick twitched at the stinging pain.

and that's when seonghwa realized, this wasn't bad. this wasn't bad at all. seeing the small male so affected from seonghwa hurting him, it was kind of hot. a smirk appeared on seonghwa's plump lips as he stretched his hand out on hongjoong's thigh, grabbing at the beautiful skin, applying more pressure onto the wounds. hongjoong felt like he was about to lose his mind. he quickly set the black box aside after a loud moan escaped his mouth. his hips twitched uncontrollably as seonghwa slowly ran his hands up and down the wounded thighs. but the hottest thing was the elder's facial expression. his lips were slightly parted and his breathing became heavier. he seemed so fascinated by the view of his hands smearing little droplets of blood over the milky surface of hongjoong's perfect thighs.

hongjoong felt like a whole army of butterflies was running wild in his tummy. he couldn't resist any longer as he quickly climbed onto seonghwa's lap, slamming their lips together. the elder immediately kissed back, shoving his tongue into hongjoong's mouth, which the blue haired boy gladly accepted.

and for the first time ever, seonghwa did not hold back. he urgently grinded their hard dicks together, his hands moving to hongjoong's back this time, scraping his nails along the skin there.

"hongjoong. fuck. i want to mark you up so good. want to hurt you. want to make you scream my name. so pretty for me." seonghwa mumbled against hongjoong's lips.

the stinging coming from his thighs and shoulder blades sent the younger so far into sub space, he wasn't exactly sure anymore what his own name was. he just knew he was a good pup for his master. he leaned back in to get a taste of seonghwa's tongue but the elder pulled away this time, smiling at hongjoong's long whine. he quickly gripped hongjoong by the hips and leaned forward until the younger's back crashed into the matress, seonghwa now hovering above him.

"let master mark you up, hm? gonna show everybody what a good little toy you are. you're so pretty. my pretty little slut. does that sound good?"

hongjoong didn't respond, too far gone to form a proper sentence. he blankly stared up at the love of his life when suddenly, a loud slap against his cheeck. then, seonghwa took the younger's jaw, tilting his head up.

"come on. i need verbal consent from you, angel."

"y- yes want to be good for master. please mark me up. please use me." hongjoong half spoke, half moaned as tears brimmed in his hooded eyes, his cheek burning red from the impact.

satisfied, seonghwa loosened the harsh grip on his jaw before moving downward, attatching his lips with hongjoong's neck. he sucked several hickeys into the smooth skin while the younger moaned and whined non-stop, his body twisting and turning at the overwhelming feeling. seonghwa felt the beautiful vibrations against his mouth and felt hongjoong desperately grinding his hips against seonghwa's own. when seonghwa leaned back, there were 6 beautiful red bruises along hongjoong's neck and collarbone. he didn't waste too much time staring at hongjoong's wrecked expression before he kissed along the line of bruises. his lips then travelled further towards hongjoong's buff chest and finally reached one of his nipples. seonghwa's hand wandered from the younger's hips to the other nipple, gently pinching it while his tongue circled around the other pink bud. hongjoong's whines were gorgeous as his small body twitched beneath seonghwa's big frame. the grey haired male then carefully bit hongjoong's puffy nipple, playing with it between his theeth. this seemed to drive hongjoong insane as the boy moaned loudly, grinding their dicks together, smearing their mixed precum everywhere. seonghwa continued his actions as hongjoong's thrusts got quicker and irratic.

"fuck fuck. gonna come hwa. hwa~"

the boy gasped beneath him, digging his hands into seonghwa's hair, harshly gripping at the strands as he came. spurts of cum shot out of his pulsing cock, painting both their tummies white.

seonghwa glanced down at the mess before dropping his body on top of hongjoong's and kissing him hard. the kiss was filled with so much passion and love, lips slowly moving against each other as seonghwa felt hongjoong's heavy breathing against his cheek while the younger came down from his high.

it was only when hongjoong wrapped his arms around seonghwa's waist that the elder pulled back.

"do you want to continue? i can just jerk off if it's too much for you" seonghwa whispered before pecking hongjoong's nose softly.

"no please, i can handle a second round. you haven't even opened the box yet"

oh yeah. the box. seonghwa had forgotten about the box on the bed. he quickly sat up, still seated on hongjoong's warm thighs as he picked up the box and removed the lid.

the container filled with a diversity of items. the first thing he could identify was a pair of handcuffs. next he saw a black collar, a vibrator, a buttplug, some anal beads and finally

"a knife?" seonghwa looked at his partner with a shocked expression.

hongjoong was still a bit exhausted from his orgasm but he lifted his head and smirked down at seonghwa.

"i trust you. you seemed to enjoy scratching my thighs open so what's different about this?"

seonghwa took a second to think about it. he wasn't wrong. if he'd be careful, the knife wouldn't be much different. and the sight of hongjoong's thighs did kind of make his dick rock hard earlier, so why not give this a try?

the elder took a deep breath and turned back to hongjoong "can i handcuff you while i use he knife?" he asked carefully, staring deep into the smaller boy's eyes to make sure he was giving an honest response. seonghwa definitely wanted this. his dick twitched just by thinking about it. but hongjoong's safety always came first.

hongjoong seemed to be considering it for a few moments since they had never done anything like this before. but he knew seonghwa would never go outside his comfort zone, so he nodded his head yes.

"verbal answer. and tell me your color."

"green. and handcuffs are ok."

"good boy. you know how to use the colors, right? immediately tell me if you want me to do anything different or slow down"

hongjoong rolled his eyes impatiently "yes daddy"

"little brat" seonghwa giggled, taking the handcuffs from the box and sitting down next to hongjoong's torso. the younger obediently lifted his arms, ready for what was to come next. seonghwa fastened the handcuff around one wrist before looping the other half around the bed frame and finally capturing hongjoong's other hand in the metal ring.

"so pretty for me." seonghwa's voice was lower than the mariana trench at this point and it made a shiver run down hongjoong's spine.

the elder carded a gentle hand through hongjoong's hair, leaning down to press a gentle kiss against the small male's forehead "now, remember your colors."

hongjoong nodded his head yes. seonghwa had gotten too impatient to ask for a verbal answer this time as he spread hongjoong's knees apart and sat down between them, retrieving the knife from the box as his other hand rested on hongjoong's warm thigh in a comforting manner.

the knife was about 4 inches long, with a perfectly cleaned blade and a dark red mahogany handle which laid perfectly in seonghwa's hand.

"ready?" seonghwa stares deep into hongjoong's eyes.

"yes. god yes. please just do it. i've been waiting so long for this." the blue haired boy begged.

seonghwa knew this was true. hongjoong had talked about this for a long time. and he was finally in a headspace where he could satisfy hongjoong's needs.

he took the knife into his right hand. paying close attention that he was holding it correctly and securely before starting.

but before he brought the knife anywhere near hongjoong, the grey haired male wrapped his left hand around hongjoong's semi hard dick, smearing the precum around the head of the half hard member.

his cock fit so perfectly into seonghwa's hand, angry red color making such a beautiful contrast to seonghwa's pale hands.

a few strokes were enough for hongjoong's cock to become fully erect again. hongjoong had always had a drooly cock, and as always the precum was making the handjob filthily wet, squelshing sounds echoing throughout the room.

just as hongjoong was approaching his second climax, seonghwa took his hand away from hongjoong's pulsing cock, not reacting to the younger's desperate whine.

"ready?" seonghwa wispered one last time as he kissed the inside of the other male's thigh before sitting back up.

he gently guided his right hand with the knife towards hongjoong's stomach. the elder could visibly see hongjoong's cock twitch from anticipation as he carefully brought the sharp, cold blade in contact with hongjoong's milky skin. at first, seonghwa remained extremely gentle, not wanting to break through skin just yet. he admired the way the blade smoothly trailed along hongjoong's skin, goosebumps spreading over the younger's body.

"m- more" hongjoong begged, trying his best to not push his thighs together like a horny teenager in search of friction on his neglected cock.

the younger got a simple hum in response as the other male was too ingulfed in watching the shiny blade run along the younger's smooth skin.

the younger was breathing heavily as he watched seonghwa's every move, knowing that he was trusting the elder with his life.

with parted lips seonghwa gently trailed the cold blade along hongjoong's hip bone, along the base of his cock and finally reached the younger's thigh. impatiently, he took ahold of the skin which had been torn apart by his nails earlier in order to spread hongjoong's thighs apart even more.

he paused the movements of the knife as he looked up at hongjoong. the male had his mouth open, a bit of drool escaping the corner of his lips as he stared deep into seonghwa's eyes with his own hooded ones. seonghwa smirked at the boy with dark eyes before his vision adverted downwards again.

he heard the repetetive thumping of his heart in his chest as he finally pushed the blade into the skin, along the inside of the younger's thigh. he was very careful to only harm the outer layer of the skin but that was enough to earn a beautiful moan from the younger as the male tried to keep his hips from twitching. when seonghwa removed the knife, there was a 10cm long cut, running horizontally from his inner thigh all the way to the scratches from earlier.

the grey haired male whispered a "fuck" under his breath. he felt oddly.... relieved.

that red, long mark would definitely leave a scar. a little souvenir for hongjoong to remember who he belonged to.

without thinking, seonghwa lifted the knife again, this time moving much quicker as he added two more cuts parallel to the previous one.

they were a little shorter than the first one but it was so hot to look at, seonghwa almost felt dizzy. right in front of him were three perfect cuts, little drops of blood dribbeling out of them as they made their way from hongjoong's thigh onto the bed sheet, spreading the bright red substance on the white fabric. speaking of hongjoong, the boy was just as far gone. his cock was harder than ever before, laying heavy and neglected on his stomach. he was moaning and breathing heavily as a mixture of tears and drool made his face shiny in the dim light of the room.

"fuck, angel you're so beautiful" seonghwa whispered. he scooted backwards, taking his own hard cock into one hand as he bent forward, tongue slowly gliding along one of the cuts. hongjoong couldn't help but whine at the sting as he made eye contact with seonghwa who led his long, blood covered tongue back into his mouth, swollowing the substance. and decided he loved the irony taste from his lover's body. he quickly leaned down again, the strokes on his cock speeding up as his tongue hungrily lapped at the cuts.

hongjoong felt like he had all air knocked out of him. his moans were so loud, so desperate, as his entire body twitched, spreading his thighs as much as possible so hwa could access the little injuries easier. there was a constant clanking of handcuffs against the bed as hongjoong felt like he was about to pass out from the overwhelming pleasure.

"oh my god, hwa, i'm gonna- hwa oh, oh, ah fuck seonghwa shit" hongjoong's series of curses grew louder as he finally reached his second orgasm of the night, the white liquid shooting out of his untouched cock as his vision went blurry from the intensity of it all.

he hadn't properly come down yet when seongwa felt his own climax approaching. the elder quickly abandoned the bleeding thigh to crawl next to hongjoong's head, shoving the tip of his cock into hongjoong's mouth as he quickly stoked himself over the edge, the blue haired male obediently swollowing everything. when seonghwa pulled out, hongjoong's face was a mess. his hair was stuck to his forehead with sweat, there was drool and tears smeared everywhere and his dark red lips had a hint of soenghwa's white cum on them.

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as seonghwa caught his breath, he quickly slipped back into his motherly personality, gasping as he remembered the state of hongjoong's thighs. he quickly put the abandoned knife onto the desk before grabbing a little key from the box of items, sitting back down next to hongjoong. he quickly opened the handcuffs as hongjoong let his arms fall beside him, looking defeated.

seonghwa gave the boy a gentle kiss on the forehead before heading to the other side of the room, retrieving their first aid kit from the upper shelf.

"are you ok baby? i'm here. you can rest now. i'll take good care of you"

"felt so good" hongjoong mumbled, keeping his eyes closed.

seonghwa smiled at that. hongjoong was always such a good boy, grateful for everything he's given.

meanwhile the elder had cleaned up hongjoong's thighs with a tissue. the bleeding had stopped in most places but there was still new blood pooling in some places.

"baby i'll put some saline solution on the cuts, ok? this might burn a bit." seonghwa warned as he got the little cotton ball ready, gently dabbing it over the wounds. there was a sharp inhale from hongjoong but other than that, the younger took it well.

"honey bun we'll go take a quick bath. remind me to put a bandage on you afterwards." the elder gently spoke before scooping hongjoong's limp body up and carrying him to the bathroom. as he let bath tub fill with water, hongjoong watched him with tired eyes from across the room where seonghwa had placed him on the counter.

seonghwa gave him a reassuring smile, walking back over to hongjoong and wrapping his arms around the other's slim, naked body. they stayed like this for a bit, gently rocking back and forth as hongjoong placed his head in the crook of seonghwa's neck.

"and you're really okay?"

"never been better" hongjoong's voice was warm against seonghwa's neck as he pulled the younger even closer, a fuzzy feeling in his tummy.

when the bath was half full, seonghwa added his favorite lavender bathbomb before helping hongjoong into the tub, gently placing him down before sitting down across from him. he took one of the soft white wash cloths from the edge of the tub and began cleaning hongjoong up. he first washed the younger's face, satisfied when the tear and cum stains finally disappeared. he then moved on to the younger's hair, running water over it with a plastic cup before adding shampoo and washing it out again. hongjoong had his eyes closed throughout the whole thing, relaxing into seonghwa's gentle touches.

when the elder finally finished cleaning hongjoong and himself, he pulled the younger close. hongjoong's small body now leaning against seonghwa's, his frame fitting perfectly between the elder's legs.

"you're such a good boy. you're the best boy." seonghwa whispered against his ear as gentle fingers trailed along hongjoong's arms and multiple kisses were placed onto his cheek.

hongjoong didn't quite have the energy to reply, quickly drifting into a peaceful sleep, slow breaths tickling seonghwa's neck.

he awoke a while later when seonghwa placed his body onto the matress. apperantly the elder had dried him off and put underwear on him while he was asleep and was now standing next to the bed, smiling down at him when hongjoong opened his eyes.

the elder then pulled a little bandage out of the little first aid kit and gently wrapped it around the part of hongjoong's thigh which had the knife cuts. he payed close attention to not tie the bandage too tight as he knew the skin must be very sensitive.

soon after, seonghwa placed the box and bandage onto the floor before scooting closer to hongjoong's head.

"you ok? i'll go get us a glass of water. you must be thirsty." seonghwa spoke, leaning down to give hongjoong another peck on the forehead.

when he returned, hongjoong sat up, taking the glass from seonghwa and downing half of it in a few big gulps. when he was finished, seonghwa took the glass from him, placing it onto their shared desk before he turned the ceiling light off and joined hongjoong's tired body in bed.

the elder immediately pulled the blanket over both of them, hugging hongjoong close to his chest.

"i love you"

"i love you too, you little sadist" hongjoong giggled, kissing seonghwa's bare chest before leaning up to give him one last kiss on the lips and then cuddling into seonghwa's warmth before both of them drifted into deep sleep, their bodies intertwined in a mess of limbs.