• Live Room A

@† Seungyoun ( i'm so sorry for the late reply T ^ T )

i mean, there are other methods to get me to listen to you but calling me soonie is a good start. i don't know - i just like the nickname.
/hums softly as you kiss along my throat, letting myself relax more and more with every press of your lips. though your words cause me to laugh quietly and tip my head forward so i could look at you properly. my free hand wanders and wanders, trailing along your chest as i glance towards the rather comfy looking bed.
mm you can play hard to get, but i quite like you being this eager. i guess it's nice to hear that you crave me just as much as i crave you.
but let's move to the bed, shall we? i have a feeling that my legs are gonna give out if you go any further.
/i didn't have that much pride in me to admit that i would rendered weak in the knees if you touched me even more, but i could already feel my focus wavering as your hand squeezes my throat. my lips part as a small moan manages to slip out and my fingers curl tighter on your nape, tighter into the fabric of your shirt - and i pull you in closer, as close as possible.
ngh- .. b-bed..
/it was hard to formulate words so instead of replying verbally, i give a nod of my head, wanting all of my clothes - and yours too, of course - off and out of the way.

@† Hoshi ah, so if i really want you to listen to me, i should call you soonie? i shall remember that
*when your head falls back, exposing the curve of your throat, i press a few more kisses there before i catch your eye, your fingers playing with the hair framing the back of my neck*
have i given too much away? should i be playing hard to get?
*i tease you in return, smiling at your fleeting kiss, my eyes flashing when i hear your next hushed words*
then we should get into bed, don't you think?
*one of my hands grasps your slender throat, holding it as i lean closer to you, giving it a squeeze as i press a few slow, soft kisses against your jawline*
i think you need to expose more skin to me - - give me more opportunities to kiss you
*i squeeze your throat again before i set you free, my fingers toying with the buttons on your shirt*
should i help you?

@† Seungyoun /huffs out a soft chuckle as your lips graze along the shell of my ear, barely resisting the urge to shudder at the sensation of your warm breath on my skin. but i do, however, shudder when you speak my name.
use my real name from now on... i like the way you say it. perhaps more than i should.
if you're feeling frisky, you can even use 'soonie' to really get my attention.
/admits quite boldly, letting my eyes flutter and head tip back so you could have all the access to my throat. sighs softly and trails my fingers higher so they could span out along the back of your nape. our eyes meet and i find myself smiling a little wider, gaze flicking down to your lips.
mm anything for me? anything at all? are you that eager to please me?
/teases lightly before i too lean forward and let our lips brush together, voice dropping down to a whisper.
consider this then; i've been /really/ thinking about your hand around my throat and your lips on my skin for quite a while.

@† Hoshi *when you make no effort to move away from me, settling on my lap, i wrap an arm around your waist, helping to support you, a smile playing over my lips when you rest your hands on my shoulders, your delicate digits reaching over to finger my collar. your comment makes my smile grow softer, and i lean closer, my lips brushing against your ear as i whisper to you*
i'd be glad to use your real name, soonyoung
*pressing a kiss against your throat, i nuzzle you, my nose bumping against your skin before i lean back slightly, my eyes meeting yours*
anything else you need me to do to sway you? i'd be glad to consider anything you ask of me - -
*i bend toward you again, mumbling*
anything for you, soonyoung - -

@† Seungyoun /taking a second to lace our fingers together before we head off, i follow alongside you and eye the pasisng rooms curiously. despite being in the club for several months, i hadn't bothered to go exploring and see what the rooms had to offer. but then again, i always felt as if there wasn't a need to. now i'm quite curious, and as i see all the recording equipment that was inside the room, the wonder only grew though i kept it silent.
oh, i don't mind one bit, seung. these rooms are actually quite nice - i might snag one for a night or so if i don't feel like going back to my dorm. besides, i'm sure the equipment will be used at some point. if not by us, then by someone else.
/takes a moment to study the interior design before my focus is back on you, a smile quickly pulling at my lips as i settle into your lap with a soft chuckle. my hands work their way up your arms to settle on your shoulders, fingertips teasing the collar of your shirt.
mm if you start calling me by my real name, i may be swayed.

@† Hoshi *when you agree to use a club room, your flushed cheeks distracting me for a moment or two, i slip my hand into yours, leading you down the labyrinth of hallways that make up the club*
the private rooms aren't really conducive to a cuddle and a sleep, and i don't want to use a public room.
i'd prefer this be between the two of us, so - -
*opening the door of one of the live rooms, i smile at it's simple comfort*
this room has the capacity to record what we do, but it's otherwise private. i think we can shut off the recording equipment for tonight, and just enjoy this space together, don't you think?
*pulling you over the threshold, i shut the door behind us, locking it to ensure that this room will be used by us alone. walking over to the bed, i sit on the edge, drawing you down on my lap*
what do you think, hoshi? care to spend the night with me here?

@† Kujo [H] Jaewook's body refused to stop, not until he'd ridden the heat of their to its fullest extent and he slowly came to a stop inside his lover, not yet ready to pull out. His body buzzed, vibrated in the sensitive aftermath of an that left him wanting nothing but to bask in his fiancé afterwards. The lawyer reached out with a blind hand, seeking the camera and flicking it off. He wanted this moment to be between them and them only, intimate, adoring. The Master pulled his face from the hot skin and adorned Kujo's face with his lips, a hand caressing his beautiful fiancé, "I'm glad you love it as much as I do, baby... claiming you mine like this-- Filling you-- I love it. I love you..."

@† Jaewook Brought up to the edge of the cliff for a second time without torment, Kujo was all too happy to allow himself to fall off the edge. Yet another breathtaking wave of ecstasy washed over him, hard, fast, relentless. His head, tipped back in pleasured dizziness, served as the perfect place for the man to bury his head, and Kujo couldn't help but shiver with delight with the heat at his throat. Slowly, he felt the strength return to his body, the liquid that was his limbs returning to reality. His breathing still came heavy, like nothing he'd felt for a long time. "Master... Master, . It feels so good, being full of you."

@† Kujo [H] Jaewook felt how tight Kujo grew around him and he knew then that his fiancé was close, so utterly close of falling off the edge a second time. The tightness only pushed him, made him more stubborn, to pull every last drop of pleasure from his lover. He grunted and incessantly abused the bundle of nerves, ignoring the own tightness growing in his abdomen, his groin. He huffed and when he realized his own release was close, it was too late, the pleasure ravaging him like a wildfire. His own release came at the same time as Kujo’s and his skin picked up in endless quivering waves of pleasure and sensitivity. His hips pressed on, desperate to release every but of his warm seed into Kujo, coating his walls and filling him. The Master groaned and came forward, face buried into Kujo’s neck while he milked himself, breathing and his lover's name into the hot skin.

@† Jaewook Every second passed too quickly, his body wanted more, as he was driven into with every , sending jolts which brought gasps with them, his senses perfectly heightened by the first in preparation for the next. Every second breath came with a cry of the man’s name, his mind too occupied by between begging for more to have anything but Jaewook’s name on the tip of his tongue. Trembling as at last, the wave of relief crashed over him, his eyes squeezing shut as he desperately tried to real himself in for any rational thoughts at all.

@† Kujo [H] "-- Kujo--" Seemingly in the span of a few seconds Jaewook had forgotten how to speak and forgotten all reason. His fiancé seemed to know precisely how to arouse the lawyer, down to every last instinctual and primal desire. The older man didn't fight it. Why would he? Kujo was his, his body, his mind, his soul-- it was all Jaewook’s. The Master shifted his body to further abuse the spot his fingers had only minutes before, free hand doing the same with his lover's . Though minutes had passed, he knew the sensitivity from the likely still seeped into his fiancé and Jaewook wanted to exploit every bit of it. He groaned, his own body slowly beginning to beg for release, "Then show me how much you want it-- Show me you can for me again, baby and I'll fill you just like you want, my pretty little ."

@† Jaewook Privately pleased that his whispered request had such a reaction, Kujo’s eyes were of dark determination, heavy lidded and begging for what he’d asked for. “I am giving myself. I’m yours to use, master. I love it when you me hard, use me like your toy.” Both sensations came at once, Jaewook giving way to a merciless pace of pounding into him, dragging breathless moans from him as the bound master felt the fingertips he’d grown to think of as a means to such strong pleasure wrapped around his throat, squeezing hard as they had done hours before when he’d first experienced Jaewook’s hand around his neck. His fingers at last loosened their grip around the ropes on his wrists, too caught up in being slammed into over and over to curl his fingers, barely registering anything but Jaewook, all that was his master. His voice came more hoarse, strained against the fingers serving him a delightful lightheadedness. “- yes, master. I love it when you me like a . I’m your . Please- inside me, fill me with you, please master.”

@† Kujo [H] The request took Jaewook only by mild surprise. He remembered the look and gasp of guilty pleasure that had imbued Kujo's gaze in a lustful gaze when the Master's hand had wrapped around his neck. And himself? Hed loved it... to hold something so fragile within his grip and to have the power to tease his boyfriend in such a way. The older man didn't respond. He didn't think he had to, not when his lover would have everything he craved within an instant. Jaewook's shut his eyes, just a sliver left open, downcast, aggression in his lustful gaze while his lover writhed and bent against the restraints under him. "How beautiful, love... You're practically giving yourself to me, aren't you?" One hand came down and away from the wrist it pinned to the bed to momentarily caress Kujo's cheek but as far as the affection had come, it ended. The lawyer's jaw clenched and the large palm and elegant fingers came to Kujo's neck, irresistible under the tilt of his lover's neck backward. He combined the sudden tightness of his fingers around the windpipe with more intensity in the movement of his hips, not a moment to adjust given to the man below him, from a painful slow to merciless, primal pace. His hands, he knew, would make a collar of pretty purples and reds of their own around Kujo's neck. He groaned, Jaewook's pleasure palpable as he hissed, words meant only for Kujo's ears, "Is this what you wanted, baby? To be ed like the you are? So greedy for me... even asking me to choke you so shamelessly-- I love it."

@† Jaewook His body still tingling from the delightful sensitivity that his had brought, Kujo's head threatened to tip back again with another moan as Jaewook pushed into him, slowly offering him a satisfactory fullness that he hadn't known he'd needed until free from merely a and fingers. His teeth caught the wandering thumb, tongue rubbing just lightly over the tip of the pad. "Master- will you choke me as you me? I want to feel your hand around my neck again, please." Once again, he offered his tone begging. If experience had taught him anything, letting his voice reach its desperate, breathy notes gave him what he needed. With not two seconds to organise any kind of thoughts as the first came, Kujo gasped a groan of Jaewook's name, fingers curling this time into those of the master's now that his hands joined the trainer's at the ropes that bound him. He closed his eyes, tipping his head back once more and letting his moans spill freely each time the lawyer's hips met his. "Don't resist me, master. Please just give into me whenever, however- just take me."

@† Kujo [H] Such a sweet and guilty pleasure were Kujo's lips and the sentiments that fell between them that Jaewook knew he was as addicted to them as every other portion of his lover. The Master's fingers slipped below, just to allow the pad of his thumb to run along the younger man's bottom lip and then slide between the soft pair of tiers. His eyes looked satisfied, a heavy kind of shrouded lust and pride overtaking them, "Good, baby... I told you, my love. Begging will get you everything you desire." The last word was breathless, unstable. Why? Jaewook had finally allowed himself to give in-- give in to Kujo, his pleading, his body. All of it. His hands tore away to settle at Kujo's wrists while his buried itself to where it belonged in the most delightfully deep heat of his lover's entrance. Jaewook wrapped tight onto Kujo's wrists, curses and prayers of Kujo's name endless ag his own lips with every inch that fell inside until his lover took every inch. The lawyer's breath was ragged when he finally came to a stop, only for a second later to begin rocking and grinding his hips into Kujo, not a moment to adjust given to himself or his lover. His head came back a moment, eyes shut while he focused on the grinding of his hips and the perfect drag of Kujo's walls around him, ", baby... How am I supposed to every resist you when you make me feel so good?"

@† Jaewook The praise drew a look of delight across Kujo’s features, holding back his complaint at losing even the smallest contact with Jaewook as he stepped away to remove his clothes. However, it opened new opportunity, so he could tolerate it for a moment at least. He pressed his cheek into the master’s hand, the tone of voice used with him drawing a moan of its own from him. “Please, master… let me be your toy, me over and over until you’re satisfied, just let my body be all yours to use and enjoy,” He whispered, pressing his head forward, begging almost for a kiss from those lips resparking the heat in his body without the ability to grab the man. “Just for you to use, fill me with your until I can’t take anymore, Sir.” He groaned as Jaewook , tortured him by giving him what he wanted and all the same, keeping away what he so desired. “Master- don’t tease me, I need your , please.”

@† Kujo [H] Jaewook felt the and bites around his finger run straight to his groin, though it made little difference against is already-stiffened . The Master caressed his lover's waist and hip while watching his lover on the bed, head up, but gaze poised on Kujo, "I didn't even have to ask you to beg for me, lovely. You're learning." Jaewook removed all touch from the younger man and instead focused on removing his clothing. He stripped down until not a single bit of it was left and then his body found itself on top of Kujo's. The Master caressed Kujo's cheek, soft, tender, while his voice remained laden in lust and dominance and aggression, "You want me to use you, baby? To you until I'm satisfied and you're dripping full of my ? My own, personal toy for me to use however I want..." Jaewook had let his find the muscles he'd abused minutes before with his fingers and instead used the tip of his to press tease the fellow Master, pressing just enough before pulling out again.

@† Jaewook [SH] Slowly, Kujo’s iron grip on the ropes began to relax, his high lingering, pressing on and drawing out with the lovely little toy inside him continuing to push sensitivity through every nerve. The liquid on his skin served a reminder of his mind-numbing pleasure. He trembled, arching his back against the covers before attempting to focus his gaze on Jaewook, breathless and filled with lust. “You make me feel good in so many ways, master. Your always makes me come as hard, sir.” Obediently as ever, his tongue darted out past his lips. Snaking out to run along the upper, then lower, gathering what lay dragged across his lips, and making sure he caught the tip of the master’s finger to le upon a moment, teeth digging lightly into the pad of the man’s finger before he released it. “Your wants your , master, please. Give it to me hard while I’m all tied up for you?”

@† Kujo [H] Jaewook practically growled into his lover's skin while he watched Kujo lose himself to an , writhing below him and against the restraints that held him in place. Tha Master had pulled away just a half second before, all to watch the lewd mess his boyfriend made of himself and his release. His eyes traveled along the rivulets and pools of that now coated his hand and Kujo's skin. It eas a lovely, sensual mosaic. The lawyer hummed silently in approval and finally drew his fingers back, but his thumb never left the sensitive head of Kujo's , "Look at you-- You've made such a mess of yourself... my lovely little . You didn't even need my , did you?" His free hand came forward and drew his fingers in the hot that littered his lover's face, only to drag it along Kujo's lips, "Taste yourself, baby-- Taste the mess you made."

@† Jaewook [SH] Relief. Relief that his begging had been satisfactory flooded through Kujo’s body. He felt so close, had been teetering on the edge of the perfect he desired, that pulling him back from that sensitive brink could never have failed to make him beg for the man. The camera was entirely forgotten by Kujo, body pleading as much as his breathless voice for release. The order to hold for as long as possible nearly went entirely over the younger master’s head, his desire so strong that it took a moment to process the words. But, he followed the command, the stimulation serving as a breathtaking guide to the edge. Kujo’s fingers couldn’t grip the knots at his wrists any tighter, until at last, he felt he couldn’t hold any longer, couldn’t clench down on the fingers and you inside of him. With the loudest of his gasping moans he threw his head back, hips lightly raising as he came undone beneath the man’s fingers and wet tongue, and vision blurry, remembering that words were expected of him. “Jaewook-! Master, , master, I love your touch so much, I’m a for every part of you, only you can make me feel this good,” He panted, the ecstasy inside of him overspilling. “Your . Only yours. Ah- .”

@† Kujo Jaewook's eyes held a darkness to them that didn't exist, for the most part, outside of the confines of their most intimate and lascivious moments like these. His eyes observed every last bit of Kujo, supervising, ensuring he got the begging he desired from the younger man. He'd stopped any an all of his slow stimulation of the younger man's body, a price to pay for a secong chance at begging. The only thing that continued, the incessant buzz of the inside his lover. Slowly, as Kujo spoke, approval began to coat the lawyer's eyes and one by one his minstrations started up once more. He began with the flicks of his tongue over Kujo's length and then the caresses of his body with his free hand. The final thing to return was, of course, that which his lover was begging for. Jaewook pressed the two fingers back inside the slick heat and this time he didn't measure his time or his words, delivering just what he knew Kujo needed. His fingers sank to the knuckle and took on the same quickened pace of his tongue and mouth over Kujo's hot, hardened . He breathed, eyes still holding the darkness but lidded, lustful as they'd always been for his boyfriend, "I want you to hold as long as you can, baby... for as long as you can and when you can't anymore I want you to ... and moan for me and tell me how much of a you are for all and everything I do to you."

@† Jaewook [SH] Sensing he’d spoken wrongly with the firm tone, Kujo tipped his head back, protest in his groan as the cool air flushed over his , the fingers deep inside him pressing the toy into a position that made his fists curl with desire, breath heavy as the man spoke to him, gaze captured helplessly by Jaewook again. “Jaewook I want-” He cut himself off again, taking a breath before trying again to ask well. “Master, please, please let me for you. I need your touch so badly, master. I’m begging.” Fighting to keep his hips on the bed once more as the older man’s fingers rubbed over his sensitive length, eyes half-lidded and pleading even more than his words. “I need you.”

@† Kujo Jaewook heard the demand in Kujo's voice and his fingers came to a near complete stop, even his lips pulling away from the taste the Master was enjoying so much. The digits shifted and the older man pressed the vibrating toy flush against the bundle of nerves he knew rested just inside his lover. The man's gaze hardened, callous in the sweet torture he was producing for the man tied up before him, "Now, baby... Are you the one demanding things from me or are you begging? Try again, love. I know you can beg better than that. Tell me what you're craving... use your words properly, hm? So they know exactly what you need..." The Master's hand had taken to wrapping around the younger man's . His elegant fingers squeezed the length and rubbed over the tip, sensitive and all with the warm pad of his thumb.

@† Jaewook The sweet brush of Jaewook’s breath accompanied by the chill of the air caressing him sent another jolt through the master. “Yes, Jaewook, master,” He whispered quickly, hoping his obedience would contribute to speeding up the reward of release. Swallowing thickly, Kujo allowed his lips to linger half parted, dry with his breathy exhales at the delightful sensations Jaewook sent through every nerve. Momentarily, his gaze was captured by the camera, looking at it as though entirely forgetting they were on show to the world. “I’m sure they’d like to hear me moan for you too, wouldn’t they master?” He nodded, biting in the want to complain about what he was enjoying so much. Squeezing the knots as the man gave him what he needed, hit hard with the heat around him, the toy inside him and the fingers ing, brushing against it, driving it deeper into the best places inside of him. Now, he failed to hold in his noises, from gasps to heavy moans of Jaewook’s name, ever on his lips between begging the master for more. The pace was enough to treat him to some, but not all of what he needed. It didn’t take long for the fingers he was graced with to not be enough, to be hungry, greedy for more from his master. “Jaewook, please- I can’t hold on like this, I really need it.” The tone to his voice came out nearly as a demand, pleading, yet unrestrained, fighting desperately against the need to press his hips up into every steady movement of his master’s lips around his .

@† Kujo "No, baby-- What did I say about holding back your pretty, little sounds from me? Hold back and I'll only prolong this further, won't I?" The hot words filled around Kujo's hardened with warmth breath as he pulled away momentarily, the exhaled air wrapping around his length and caressing it just as his touch would. The Master was enjoying himself vastly, electrifying arousal heavy in his own body, all from watching the man before him, helpless, struggling, and delightfully at his mercy. Jaewook paused, just long enough for his free hand to readjust the nearly forgotten camera, this time settling it just next to him, the frame perfect to capture the whole of Kujo, his struggle, and Jaewook's shameless hands and mouth all over him. He drew his tongue out, dragging the wet muscle from the base of the man's length to the tip, "I think they'd love to see me you with my fingers, don't you think, love? And remember, hold and the longer I'll make you wait."
The warning had just barely begun to settle before Kujo's was once more accepted into Jaewook's mouth, but this time he didn't stop. This time, his mouth began to move around the stiff shaft, up and down every length of the inch, walls melded close. With his mouth, also came his finger, the single digit rocking inside the man to the rhythm of his mouth only for a second to join with little warning. The second digit began the cascade of s and curling fingers inside Kujo. The pace was measured, slow, but not nearly fast enough for his lover to get all that his body was so wanton about craving.

@† Jaewook Hips pushed down, Kujo was left unable to push up in silent want for more. With the light noise of complaint that followed, there was no room for more when Jaewook’s lips started moving. A breathy moan spilled forth, for a moment, just daring to hope that the man would be merciful upon him. Somehow, he knew he loved the torture more, no matter how delightful the sweet warmth of Jaewook’s mouth felt around him, the way he couldn’t steal his eyes away from the man’s lips, parting to allow the wet muscle inside to make him suffer.
Master-
As soon as he began to gasp, he cut himself off, determined not to show weakness so early. His fingers curled, squeezing the knots holding his hands so prettily in place. His hips itched to rise, to up into the welcoming heat with a growing need, frustration that he was trying not to vocalise between his moans. He longed to have his fingers in the master’s hair, gripping him tightly, tugging on him to convey the want rooted deep in the curses under his breath as Jaewook took him in for longer last. When the man didn’t move, the relief in Kujo’s gaze fluttered between confusion and realisation, as he felt the man’s cool finger slowly push its way to join the toy sending jolts and shudders of pleasure through his body as he fought to control himself, steady his heavy breathing some as he tried to put his mind to anything but release.
Master, please-

@† Kujo Jaewook felt the want and need for more wafting off of his lover's aroused body, the heat between them like tendrils of steam wrapping and kissing their skin. The Master brought a hand up, forceful at Kujo's hips to keep the man from moving too much, a simple indicator that Jaewook was in control of their pace, not his lover's want, all part of the desire to make him beg. The Master's tongue swirled around the head of Kujo's , flicking over the tip, then swirling once more until his head came down to welcome the whole of the length inside, only to pull back and start the same process again. His tongue made a playground of the hardened muscle, Jaewook from the pleasure of feeling his lover like this, of watching him fully under his will.
After endless cycles of teasing, Jaewook finally gave his lover what he desired and engulfed Kujo's close between the walls of his mouth. The Master's eyes closed, a slow pace attached to his movement until the organ nestled inside him to the hilt. He held it there, hot in his mouth to the let the younger man feel what was to come. Using the same lube from moments ago, Jaewook let his fingers find the tight ring of muscles that made up Kujo's entrance, the pag of his index finger rubbing over the tension and then paced, like his mouth, he allowed the single digit to push inside, millimeter by millimeter until it joined the vibrating toy inside.

@† Jaewook The promise behind those words made the man shiver with delight, rubbing his tongue over his top lip to clear some of the dryness open them, and while he struggled to keep his eyelids from fluttering closed each time he tipped his head back, his gaze remained fixed upon Jaewook. Everything the man did seemed to send those short jolts of relief at the stimulation, building and banding together to have Ciel panting out the man’s name under his breath as the slick cavern trembled around him, straining his fingers in want to bury them in the master’s hair and push his head down further - but the man could only raise his hips slightly into the lawyer’s mouth, begging almost, for more.

@† Ciel We'll see how long you can go then won't we, love? Before you're begging me for release.
The words curled around Ciel's as Jaewook became bolder with his lips and tongue. The wet muscle not shy in tracing and tasting every inch before it. His eyes shut and he groaned under the taste he'd longer for all this time. A second longer and he forced his gaze open, all so he could watch Ciel in front of him, his lips open in the seductive moan, his body seemingly pressing close while recoiling all at once. The Master's dark eyes met Ciel's and held them while his lips parted, finally welcoming the hardened length into his heated carvern. Jaewook moaned, vibrations running along the length, hoping they'd converge with that of the toy inside the younger man.

@† Jaewook Pressing deep inside him, the small vibrating device was already sending little jolts of electricity through his body, quick, pleasurable, as merciless as the master who’d put the toy there. With a groan, he locked eyes with Jaewook, nodding.
It feels good, master. I don’t know how long I can take your stroking and it together for. I remember, master. I won’t until you say I can.
Throughout, his legs remained splayed open, hard and aching as Jaewook’s warm breath caressed and . His fingers curled into fists in the bindings, a more prominent moan spilling free as the master took the time to run his wet lips over the man’s , every area not focused on being greeted by the cool air, a fresh torture he was discovering that made his body ache for more.
J-Jaewook, -