[It was so good to be touched. But to be gently chastised for wanting to be touched was a different level of hot. Just a thrill of danger up his spine. But then the teeth on his neck elicited a gasp. The absolute level of command and raw hunger from Joon-gi was on a complete other level, to the point that it made him freeze.
He knew Joon-gi could be ruthless in a fight but no idea he could be ruthless in bed. Zhao had to parse out the words carefully, so for the hand that had stopped stroking him, he put his hand on top.]
I...
[What did he want? He didn't want his boyfriend to not enjoy himself. He didn't want Joon-gi to pretend he wanted something when he didn't. This was a sense of true feeling. That night when Joon-gi had slept in his bed and teared up at a good breakfast had been the first crack.
Zhao breathed in and out, realizing something else. As raw as Joon-gi's words were, the command requested, it was also a giant level of trust and vulnerability. There also wasn't any hint of violence. Just a level of command and respect. A man could want to fuck his boyfriend stupid and also tear up at the thought of losing a kitten.
A man could also grow to love a kitten in the home and also want to be safely commanded and told just how good it was going to be. The thought of Joon-gi just going to town on him made him groan, enough that he adjusted himself out of the position, turned around to reposition himself and look Joon-gi in the eyes, feeling that cock fill him up once more. He gripped Joon-gi's shoulders. He hoped he looked less scared and more hopeful, especially as he leaned back, being pressed into the bed, thighs wrapping around Joon-gi's hips.
It took him a few tries to speak because looking at his boyfriend in the eye with that ultimatum on the table made him into a quivering mess. But the ragged word was whispered:]
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Date: 2024-09-22 03:57 am (UTC)He knew Joon-gi could be ruthless in a fight but no idea he could be ruthless in bed. Zhao had to parse out the words carefully, so for the hand that had stopped stroking him, he put his hand on top.]
I...
[What did he want? He didn't want his boyfriend to not enjoy himself. He didn't want Joon-gi to pretend he wanted something when he didn't. This was a sense of true feeling. That night when Joon-gi had slept in his bed and teared up at a good breakfast had been the first crack.
Zhao breathed in and out, realizing something else. As raw as Joon-gi's words were, the command requested, it was also a giant level of trust and vulnerability. There also wasn't any hint of violence. Just a level of command and respect. A man could want to fuck his boyfriend stupid and also tear up at the thought of losing a kitten.
A man could also grow to love a kitten in the home and also want to be safely commanded and told just how good it was going to be. The thought of Joon-gi just going to town on him made him groan, enough that he adjusted himself out of the position, turned around to reposition himself and look Joon-gi in the eyes, feeling that cock fill him up once more. He gripped Joon-gi's shoulders. He hoped he looked less scared and more hopeful, especially as he leaned back, being pressed into the bed, thighs wrapping around Joon-gi's hips.
It took him a few tries to speak because looking at his boyfriend in the eye with that ultimatum on the table made him into a quivering mess. But the ragged word was whispered:]
Please.