Meto's Apartment

@‡ Hoseok ahh /grips onto the dresser more tightly, because I really don't want to slip off and hurt you/
/you're too sensitive to the sounds I make, so now you're quite literally ing the breath out of me; anything I have left in my lungs is being used on and groaning like a wanton .../
when you hit my prostate dead center my head spins/ f- - - ah! /cries out and tries to steady my breathing but... why? what am I trying to control myself for? I called you for some fun, so let's have some fun/
/a flip switches and a pleased smile blossoms on my face, eyes drunk with pleasure locking onto yours as the sounds I make become louder, more frequent, occasionally mixed with a happy whine/
/reaches out for your face, but then settles on your neck, then my palm drifts down to your chest over your heart and I grin/
/perhaps I should have given you a heads up for safety's sake, but I'm not concerned about that right now, not as I push myself off the drawer, forcing you to catch me or else; I slide the leg I had hooked over your shoulder down to your elbow, both legs hooked on either side onto your arms, my hands gripping your shoulder and necks as I lurch forward and kiss you hungrily/
/a hand slides into your hair which I grip tightly/ get to the bed / mutters against your lips in a low growl/

@† Meto *realizing you're moving too much he lets go of the dresser with one hand to grip your hip**dragging you back to keep you where he needs you, perched precariously on the edge of furniture that really wasn't made for this*
*using your sounds as a guide he does his best to make you as loud as possible, disregarding how the dresser slams back into the wall with each harsh *
*your eyes on him only serve to keep that sense of embarrassment coursing through him, mixing with the lust, need, and frustrations, but also a certain determination**wanting to be good for you and make you feel as good as possible*

@‡ Hoseok /dark eyes stare at you, excitement and anticipation obvious, I can hear my heart beating like a drum; 'it must be the rising adrenaline', I think to myself/
/you don't disappoint; my red lips part into a silent gasp as you plunge yourself into my tight, warm heat/
/rhythmic pants grow into gasps and then moans, each breath cut short/
/I'm slipping back, away from you with each and quickly grab on to the edge of the dresser to drag myself forward/
/I'm regretting my choice of location, my position allowing me little to no control over, well, anything, but... the pleasure makes up for it/
/I press my head against the wall behind me and my hair gets mussed in the process; eyes half-lidded I lock eyes with you, watching your expression, and let out a loud mewl/

@† Meto *flushes yet again**starting to worry he won't ever stop being bright red around you*
*still not used to being called cute**pouts a little at you, but his lips part when your thumb brushes his lower tier*
*eyes widen in shock**not expecting that threat*
Y-yes Master!
*debates where to put his hands for a moment**places them on the dresser on either side of you so he won't worry about bruising you*
*only hesitates for a brief second, remembering the last time he was in a situation like this with you**realizing he doesn't need to be gentle he draws his hips back and snaps them forwards again, burying himself deep into you*
*that first movement breaks the dam of his self control and he starts to you hard and fast*

@‡ Hoseok /barks out a laugh at your reaction, my head rolling back as I laugh/
/I need a moment to calm down and look back at you affectionately, still chuckling/
Ahh you're so cute! haha
/bites down on my lower lip and lifts a hand to your chin, gently rubbing my thumb over your lower lip/
/my gaze lingers for a long second on your lips, but then I have a fistful of your hair and am pulling you closer/
Now put those muscles to good use and me, or I'm going to you. /releases your hair so you can draw back and puts my hand back on the dresser for stability/

@† Meto *flushes at the new position**trying to be polite and keep his gaze on your face*
*fails a little as the drift down your body**quickly snapping back up again*
*swallows hard, nervous*
*shakes his head, gaze drifting down again*
It’s good. You’re really good.

@‡ Hoseok /initially confused by your uncertainty, wonders if it's due to inexperience or dislike, maybe both/
/I hook my left leg over your arm holding my hip, my right knee over your right shoulder and lean back; resting on the very edge of the dresser like I could fall off at any moment, I lean back onto my hands with a playful smile and admire you/
/I shrug/ I think it's sturdy enough... why? /the chill of being clothes-less for so long makes my s hard, but the rest of me feels hot, the tattoos on my chest rise and fall with each breath and I tilt my head back and to the side, unintentionally putting even more of the art on my skin on display/
No good? /I ask, but my voice is dripping with mock concern, there's a flicker of challenge in my eyes/

@† Meto You want on the dresser?
*repeats for clarity**a bit uncertain*
*walks over to it anyway, lifting you to set you on the dresser*
Like this?

@‡ Hoseok /looks around the room, a few ideas coming to mind immediately
/my lips curl into a smile as I settle on one
On the dresser, we'll get to the bed later..

@† Meto *eyes glaze over a little at the kiss, thrilled with the praise you give him*
*tenses slightly at the knife**worried you might hurt yourself he stays as still as he can*
*sighs in relief when he's free, flexing his muscles for a moment to get blood flowing again*
Down the hall on the right
*repeats directions to himself**nods*
*picking you up securely and walking down the hallway, turning right at the first door and pushing it open*
*spares a quick glance around the room but doesn't linger**carries you to the bed only to pause*
How do you want me, Master?

@‡ Hoseok [] poke!

/blows my nose and coughs

/grabs a box of tissues and lies down in bed

/stares up at the ceiling and tries to sleep

@‡ Hoseok /you actually do beg, and so readily too, and it makes me smile- and... throb; the thrill sends a shiver down my spine, my dark eyes flashing/
good boy.. /I murmur as I lean in, my hands cupping your face; I snag a kiss from you/
/one arm loosely lying over your left shoulder, I consider getting off your to untie you, but I really don't want to stand up.... so, holding onto you with one hand, and a grimace, I lean over towards the coffee table where the knife is placed-/
hold still now~ /-and slice the ropes off of you; your arms, and both ankles; then, knife put away, I grab your phone/
What are you waiting for? My bedroom is down the hall on the right. /grins/

/drops onto my bed with a sigh, unwilling to name how I feel and it's probably just cause I'm tired anyway/

@† Meto I'm sorry Master, I'll get better
*watching you raptly**eyes blow wide with lust and a tinge of awe*
*you look beautiful pleasuring yourself with his body and he swallows hard, unable to look away*
*panting softly, occasionally straining against the bindings when a particularly harsh wave of need crashes over him*
Please Master. Please let me make you feel good. Please
I want to make you

@‡ Hoseok /the need in your voice sends a shiver down my spine and my smirk grows into a grin; I rest my hands on your shoulders, arching backwards as I let out an airy laugh, followed by moan as I sink a little deeper onto you; I linger in this position and raise my hips just to sink back down with a pleased sigh/
/leans back in, tilting your head up as I over your adam's apple; I wish I could mark you, but, I'd rather not jeopardise you at your job for momentary satisfaction/
You have so many wants for a toy /chuckles and nips gently at the sensitive skin/
/my own erect rubs against your stomach as I roll my hips forward, which only encourages me to keep repeating that movement; the friction makes my breath hitch in the best way/
/I smile at you, cheeks dusted with a faint heat, eyes narrowed playfully/
Beg. Maybe I'll take pity on you, hm?

@† Meto *bordering on painful having to still like that**he's quickly coming to the realization he doesn't like ropes all that much*
*he's still aching hard though so maybe he doesn't dislike it as much as he thinks he does either*
*he feels like a decoration, or a pleasure toy and it makes his body flush with heat as he struggles in vain to rock up into you*
*the small amount of stimulation he's getting from you toying with his and grinding on his is only enough to make him dizzy with need for more*
W-wouldn't Master prefer more? Master shouldn't have to do all the work
*desperate**hoping that's a good enough argument for you to release him*
I want to please you, I want to make you feel even better.

@‡ Hoseok /Meto could imagine the other's confusion as he was left bound, in front of a mirror, and chuckled to himself as he divested himself of his clothes; he'd forgotten about the importance of being nearby in case the phone rings/
/once returned, Meto did a double-take on Wonho's very cute mumble, red lips pulled into a smirk but he was cooing on the inside/
/as a reward for being cute, Meto slid his fingers through the other's hair, petting him once before going back to removing the cotton rope/
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/I notice you straining against your restraints and let out an airy laugh in between pleasured gasps; I graze my fingers over your cheek and then press my thumb into your mouth, hooking it on your lower tier; I lean in and ghost my lips over your neck/ you feel good... /mutters, slowing down to a deep grind; I know I'm understimulating you, but, hey, it's fun to feel you ache for more/
/my free hand drops to your chest and roll your left under my fingers and give it a twist; my right hand slips from your mouth to your shoulder and I instead sink my teeth into your lower lip, tugging lightly/
You know what..? /I mutter teasingly and kiss the corner of your mouth, still playing with your as I leisurely roll my hips/ Maybe I'll just sit here... use you as a chair... /jokes, an amused lilt obvious in my tone/
Or... /I pull the nail of my right forefinger down your torso, a faint but visible red scratch mark in its wake/ would my pretty little toy prefer something else? /dammit Meto, you like bullying people too much, I think to myself/

@‡ Hoseok [] imma repost in a few hours wait for meeee

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@† Meto *kind of panics for a moment when you walk away**worried his phone would chose that moment to go off*
*thankfully it stays silent, but he doesn't relax until he sees you again**it was only a few minutes but it felt like much longer*
*luckily his brain shuts right back off again when he realizes you're and any concern he'd been about to voice disappears as you approach him again*
I missed you Master
*mumbles**shivers in relief when the ties around his and balls is released, he hadn't been close to yet but it had still been uncomfortable*
Much better Master, thank you.
*surprised by the compliment**shaking his head but his words are cut off in a gasp that fades into a moan as you sink down on his aching *
M-master
*struggles against his binds again, not noticing it consciously**wanting to touch you**perhaps wanting to you deeper, harder too*

@‡ Hoseok Ahh.. you're right, makes sense /chuckles but doesn't stop playing with your or your , nor do I give up on kissing you; in fact I now completely disregard whether you're keeping up or not, enjoying the chaotic messy wetness/
/ on your lower lip, making it swell slightly and then pulls back with a pleased sigh
/eyes half-lidded I pull my hair up into a messy bun and tie it, flashing you a smile as I move up off your lap
/wants to make you repeat that you're a little toy, but I'll restrain myself
I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere... /smirks
/walks around the corner to my bedroom and returns a few minutes later, , because I feel like skin-on-skin contact today; well, except for the ribbon I have woven through the corset piercing on my back/
/I have a small bottle of lube in my hand and some condoms/
Master's ba~ack /says in a sing-song tone and grins at you/
Let's get this off your poor .. /unties the knot of the cotton rope and pulls it off, allowing your and balls to breathe/
How's that? /smirks as I straddle you once more, my hips raised this time
/has both arms slung around your shoulders and smiles down at you, my head tilted to the side/
You are pretty, you know. /I reach down and slip a over your , immediately lowering myself onto it after; I stretched myself out a little in my room but it's still a very tight fit; I roll my head back, whimpering happily at the feeling of your pressing my ring open wide; I take my time lowering myself onto you, pausing halfway to catch my breath...and then I drop myself all the way down onto you with a gasped moan/
-! /I grind my hips against yours immediately and then start to bounce on you, shallow but quick, I'm your hair in one hand, brows knit together, lips parted as I pant/

@† Meto *struggles to focus on the kiss while you're still working his **as much as he wants to kiss back it feels sloppy, the sparks of pleasure from you teasing his doesn't help with that either*
I'm sorry Master, I'm trying but-- I'm not used to
It's hard to kiss when you're touching me like that

@‡ Hoseok /moans happily into the kiss, nibbling at your lower lip before intertwining our tongues/
/shifts up a bit closer, my hand still rubbing and massaging your bound , the other dropping to pinch and roll your /
/tilts my head a bit to the side to deepen the kiss, but then pulls away, eyes narrowed as I my lips/
Are you holding back? Who told you to do that?

@† Meto *moans unrestrained at the touch, wanting to rock into it but he's frustrated when he can't**tugging the ropes slightly he tests to see if they're really strong enough to hold him*
*he doesn't really though, he wants them to hold him so he doesn't try as hard as he could*
* twitching as your nail drags over it, pulling another whimpered moan from him*
Y-yes, Master
*surprised by the sudden kiss anyway**doing his best to kiss you back, not wanting to be too eager in case that displeases you*

@‡ Hoseok /grins at how red you are/ That's right, and don't you forget it~
/takes a seat on your lap, straddling you so your erect is between our bodies
/one arm loosely slung over your right shoulder, I over my hand to make it a bit wet and then start to massage and pump the unbound part of your shaft/
I kind of want to tease you, see how much you can take, but would that be too much? /asks as I run my nail over the vein bulging on the side of your /
/narrows my eyes and answers my own question/ ...maybe another time. Before we get to using those hips of yours... gimme a kiss, mr. toy. /murmurs and locks lips with you, because... well, because I really enjoy kissing, and biting, and nipping, and most things involving my mouth... except deep-throat, no thank you/

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@† Meto *relaxes considerably at the reassurance**nodding weakly, hoping the rope won’t stay on long*
*eyes widen when you clarify**flush spreading down his chest now and he chokes and sputters for a moment*
I-I’m a cute l-little toy.