Then after we've done it together a few more times.
[His tone is demanding, but not very confident. He suspects he'll need more than a few more times to learn how to keep up with this man, who is being way too smug about this.
He wants to shut him up, and the only way he can think of to do that is to make him feel good. He keeps stroking him off, slowing down but keeping his grip firm, testing his reactions. He leans forward, bending double - it's his turn now to experiment with pressing kisses all over Yoo Joonghyuk's chest, occasionally nipping, occasionally being a little bit rougher, though not nearly as rough as Yoo Joonghyuk had been.]
[It didn't matter how bad or good the other was at this nor about if they could keep up with him. Every touch from the other set his skin ablaze and made him yearn for more and the smaller man was a solid weight that kept him very much grounded.
He growls a little as the other slows down and he can't help but thrust a few times into that warm hand; desperately wanting more friction. Was the other purposely trying to rile him up?] Don't you think you're going a little too slow? [He grits it out because he can feel his control start to fray and his want for more was fighting with his refusal to fall into carnal desire. Perhaps the other isn't the only one who was thinking too much.]
[And he's liking these new reactions. Yoo Joonghyuk tries to thrust up into his hand, and he simply loosens his grip a little to make sure it gets him nowhere. It's his turn now. He wants to do it his way.
He activates Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint, deciding he needs every edge he can get in this case, and Yoo Joonghyuk's thoughts should tell him when he's doing something wrong. Then he speeds up again, giving him what he wants, the roughness he's been demanding.]
So you're impatient?
[Only to slow down again. He might be getting revenge for that teasing as well.]
[He gnashes his teeth a bit and even lets out a low growl. The grip on Kim Dokja's thighs tighten as he trues to keep his composure as well as possible.]
[This damn bastard...]
[The sudden speed up in pace managed to elicit a moan from the taller man as he desperately wants to chase that friction on his cock and glaring at the other when they decide to slow down again.]
I think I've been plenty patient. [His voice comes out hoarse.
Honestly, his thoughts are also rather useless. Unless the varying refusal to lose composure was helpful to the other. Yoo Joonghyuk and control has a rather messy history. From his stigma never letting him truly die to being forced to be nothing more than a puppet for Anna Croft to being nothing more than entertainment for Constellations; Yoo Joonghyuk held tightly onto what he could control. It also meant he struggled to let go of it or especially giving it to someone else to control.
[It's enough to know how tightly Yoo Joonghyuk is holding onto his control. It's enough to know that he really wants this. Kim Dokja allows himself to enjoy the conflict that he hears for a few moments, but he's not sure he should push this much further, not when he really wants to bring this man over the edge.]
I preferred Dokja-yah.
[He says that, and then immediately bites, harder than he'd dared before, though not nearly as hard as Yoo Joonghyuk did. Then he strokes him faster again.
He thinks he wouldn't mind spending an evening like this. With the two of them touching each other, taking their time getting to know each other, making each other feel good. But they're in an alley, not far from their companions, with only their coats underneath them. There's a chance someone will come across them any minute.
He'll stop teasing, but he lifts his head to look at Yoo Joonghyuk, hoping to see the pleasure on his face.]
[His mind blanks for a moment as he lets out a breathless moan; arch backing as waves of pleasure travel through his spine. His nails dig into pale thighs. Not hard enough to draw blood, definitely enough to leave their mark.
His eyes flutter open (when did he close them?) as he looks at the other with a slightly debauched expression; pupils blown wide and looking at the other with such want. Like the only one that existed right now was the other.]
Hah...bastard. [There was no bite in his tone. It's too breathless. Too wanting for more. It's hard to be intimidating when shivers of pleasure rack his body every so often.]
[Seeing Yoo Joonghyuk like this is better than he could have imagined. He's doing this to him. He's clearly doing something right. He feels a little breathless again himself, just watching him, and all he can think is that he needs to make that happen again.
So he likes it rough, and he likes pain. Biting him again would mean taking his eyes off him. He leans forward slightly as he keeps stroking him, and with his other rand rakes his nail down across Yoo Joonghyuk's chest.]
You can make me shut up after this.
[He'll keep doing that - adding pain to pleasure - if that's what Yoo Joonghyuk wants. He keeps his hand moving quickly, wondering at this man's stamina, impressed that he's still holding back when he could just let go.]
[Yoo Joonghyuk can't help the shivers that go through his body as he feels nails against bare skin.
One of the hands gripping Kim Dokja's thighs move up to sit on the back of that thin neck so he can drag the other into a messy kiss. He looks at the other with hazy eyes and the kiss is sloppy with his groans muffled as he fills every sense with the other.
The longer they go, the less coherent Yoo Joonghyuk's thoughts become until all that seems to be on his mind is Kim Dokja and his name. It's so easy to buck into that hand and chase the feeling. To slowly unravel for the other and only for the other.]
[Kim Dokja doesn't resist the kiss, even if that means he can no longer touch his chest, and even if it means continuing to jerk him off gets awkward. He'll manage. He doesn't want to stop stimulating him for even a second.]
Keep calling me that.
[He nips at his lips and tongue, only thinking about pushing Yoo Joonghyuk over the edge. He might not have any experience, but as soon as he learns a trick, he'll keep using it. He shifts his hips to give his hand more room to work between them, and starts jerking him even faster.
He wants to do this. He wants to know that he can do this. He wants to see this man lose himself in this.]
[His mind doesn't even register Kim Dokja's words. He's too deep into chasing that pleasure that shoots through his spine. Too drunk on the other.
He moans the other's name out when he comes. His mind blanks as he makes a mess onto both of their torsos and rides out his climax. His grip on both Kim Dokja's thigh and neck will probably bruise with how he digs his fingers into the flesh; only loosening once he's completely spent.
Eyes flutter open as he looks at the other dazedly and there's something soft and fond about his gaze.]
[He hisses in slight pain at the tight grip, but he doesn't mind, he's going to have enough bruises either way. And nothing has ever been so satisfying as seeing Yuu Yoonghyuk finally pushed over that edge, pleasure taking control of his body, all because of Kim Dokja's touch.
He feels like he should be smug, but when Yoo Joonghyuk opens his eyes to look at him, embarrassment catches him by surprise. He drops his gaze and smiles.]
[He didn’t care about Kim Dokja’s inexperience in these moments. Not when the other was a solid weight on top of him. They’d have to clean up soon and get dressed again, but they had time right now.
Instead, he merely snakes his arms around the other and presses his face against that mop of dark hair; nuzzling the other.
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Date: 2021-12-16 09:45 pm (UTC)[His tone is demanding, but not very confident. He suspects he'll need more than a few more times to learn how to keep up with this man, who is being way too smug about this.
He wants to shut him up, and the only way he can think of to do that is to make him feel good. He keeps stroking him off, slowing down but keeping his grip firm, testing his reactions. He leans forward, bending double - it's his turn now to experiment with pressing kisses all over Yoo Joonghyuk's chest, occasionally nipping, occasionally being a little bit rougher, though not nearly as rough as Yoo Joonghyuk had been.]
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Date: 2021-12-17 01:54 am (UTC)[It didn't matter how bad or good the other was at this nor about if they could keep up with him. Every touch from the other set his skin ablaze and made him yearn for more and the smaller man was a solid weight that kept him very much grounded.
He growls a little as the other slows down and he can't help but thrust a few times into that warm hand; desperately wanting more friction. Was the other purposely trying to rile him up?] Don't you think you're going a little too slow? [He grits it out because he can feel his control start to fray and his want for more was fighting with his refusal to fall into carnal desire. Perhaps the other isn't the only one who was thinking too much.]
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Date: 2021-12-17 03:16 pm (UTC)[And he's liking these new reactions. Yoo Joonghyuk tries to thrust up into his hand, and he simply loosens his grip a little to make sure it gets him nowhere. It's his turn now. He wants to do it his way.
He activates Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint, deciding he needs every edge he can get in this case, and Yoo Joonghyuk's thoughts should tell him when he's doing something wrong. Then he speeds up again, giving him what he wants, the roughness he's been demanding.]
So you're impatient?
[Only to slow down again. He might be getting revenge for that teasing as well.]
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Date: 2021-12-17 10:17 pm (UTC)[This damn bastard...]
[The sudden speed up in pace managed to elicit a moan from the taller man as he desperately wants to chase that friction on his cock and glaring at the other when they decide to slow down again.]
I think I've been plenty patient. [His voice comes out hoarse.
Honestly, his thoughts are also rather useless. Unless the varying refusal to lose composure was helpful to the other. Yoo Joonghyuk and control has a rather messy history. From his stigma never letting him truly die to being forced to be nothing more than a puppet for Anna Croft to being nothing more than entertainment for Constellations; Yoo Joonghyuk held tightly onto what he could control. It also meant he struggled to let go of it or especially giving it to someone else to control.
He wanted this so damn bad though.] Kim DOkja.
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Date: 2021-12-18 12:01 am (UTC)I preferred Dokja-yah.
[He says that, and then immediately bites, harder than he'd dared before, though not nearly as hard as Yoo Joonghyuk did. Then he strokes him faster again.
He thinks he wouldn't mind spending an evening like this. With the two of them touching each other, taking their time getting to know each other, making each other feel good. But they're in an alley, not far from their companions, with only their coats underneath them. There's a chance someone will come across them any minute.
He'll stop teasing, but he lifts his head to look at Yoo Joonghyuk, hoping to see the pleasure on his face.]
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Date: 2021-12-18 12:19 am (UTC)[His mind blanks for a moment as he lets out a breathless moan; arch backing as waves of pleasure travel through his spine. His nails dig into pale thighs. Not hard enough to draw blood, definitely enough to leave their mark.
His eyes flutter open (when did he close them?) as he looks at the other with a slightly debauched expression; pupils blown wide and looking at the other with such want. Like the only one that existed right now was the other.]
Hah...bastard. [There was no bite in his tone. It's too breathless. Too wanting for more. It's hard to be intimidating when shivers of pleasure rack his body every so often.]
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Date: 2021-12-18 02:00 pm (UTC)So he likes it rough, and he likes pain. Biting him again would mean taking his eyes off him. He leans forward slightly as he keeps stroking him, and with his other rand rakes his nail down across Yoo Joonghyuk's chest.]
You can make me shut up after this.
[He'll keep doing that - adding pain to pleasure - if that's what Yoo Joonghyuk wants. He keeps his hand moving quickly, wondering at this man's stamina, impressed that he's still holding back when he could just let go.]
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Date: 2021-12-18 03:19 pm (UTC)One of the hands gripping Kim Dokja's thighs move up to sit on the back of that thin neck so he can drag the other into a messy kiss. He looks at the other with hazy eyes and the kiss is sloppy with his groans muffled as he fills every sense with the other.
The longer they go, the less coherent Yoo Joonghyuk's thoughts become until all that seems to be on his mind is Kim Dokja and his name. It's so easy to buck into that hand and chase the feeling. To slowly unravel for the other and only for the other.]
[Dokja. Dokja-yah.]
[He's so damn close.]
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Date: 2021-12-28 05:56 pm (UTC)Keep calling me that.
[He nips at his lips and tongue, only thinking about pushing Yoo Joonghyuk over the edge. He might not have any experience, but as soon as he learns a trick, he'll keep using it. He shifts his hips to give his hand more room to work between them, and starts jerking him even faster.
He wants to do this. He wants to know that he can do this. He wants to see this man lose himself in this.]
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Date: 2021-12-29 09:34 am (UTC)He moans the other's name out when he comes. His mind blanks as he makes a mess onto both of their torsos and rides out his climax. His grip on both Kim Dokja's thigh and neck will probably bruise with how he digs his fingers into the flesh; only loosening once he's completely spent.
Eyes flutter open as he looks at the other dazedly and there's something soft and fond about his gaze.]
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Date: 2022-01-08 12:31 pm (UTC)He feels like he should be smug, but when Yoo Joonghyuk opens his eyes to look at him, embarrassment catches him by surprise. He drops his gaze and smiles.]
How was that?
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Date: 2022-01-09 07:32 pm (UTC)[He didn’t care about Kim Dokja’s inexperience in these moments. Not when the other was a solid weight on top of him. They’d have to clean up soon and get dressed again, but they had time right now.
Instead, he merely snakes his arms around the other and presses his face against that mop of dark hair; nuzzling the other.
Apparently, Yoo Joonghyuk was a cuddler.]