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It had started with just a simple conversation, Minhyun and Daniel shared a lot of things, in fact the elder was Daniel’s greatest source of support when he felt like too much or not enough. Minhyun was his best friend.
Which is why when Daniel told Minhyun he had bought some lingerie, he immediately asked to see it. Minhyun always wanted to help the younger whenever he was feeling low.
It was early evening, Daniel slipped on the lingerie.
It was expensive. Way more than he should be spending at the moment, but he had really liked it when he saw it and Minhyun had been pushing him to be more confident in his decisions.
It was a baby pink strappy thing and it fit nice and snug on his muscular body. It was criss-cross shaped, allowing for sneaky bits of his chest and hips to be seen. He’d also bought himself the matching corset that included garter straps.
The website image was so pretty. Too pretty for him and his bulky body, but he knew better than to leave Minhyun waiting.
Daniel carefully placed the strapped corset around his waist, he loved the bows, the way it hugged his waist, the cage-like effect it showed. He swallowed down the thought that it’d look better on someone else. He added some baby pink thigh highs he had hidden in the drawer, pulling them over his long legs.
The ensemble looked amazing, the baby pink contrasting nicely on his skin. His light orange hair was down, having showered an hour ago after he finished his workout. It framed his face nicely, he looked almost angelic with how soft it all looked put together.
That didn’t stop him from pointing out all the imperfections he could see, from his bulky calves and thighs pulling at the socks, his mole beneath his eye, his chest straining against the material. It made for an odd and distorting picture.
It wasn’t that he hated his body, he liked looking masculine and being strong. He worked hard for his muscles and that work showed up clearly on his body. It’s just that he also liked being soft and pretty, someone that looked comforting.
He always had a hard time reconciling the two, trying to find a balance, but more often than not he ended up feeling ridiculous and wanting to eat everything in his fridge while rewatching shit drama reruns.
He shook the thoughts out of his head and posed. He took a few photos, from varying angles, showcasing as much as he could. They weren’t as good as when Minki took them, since he was the go to for tips and tricks, but this worked too.
From the laced up back of his corset, to the criss-cross design and how it hugged his chest and hips, how the frilly panties accentuated his ass. He took pictures of everything, because he could trust Minhyun to give him an honest opinion. And maybe he’d be able to compliment Daniel until he felt a bit better.
Of course, because this was Daniel’s life and he was not allowed good things his dumb ass sent the array of lingerie pictures to his boyfriend instead of his best friend.
Kang Dongho was unlike anyone Daniel had ever met. He was beautiful, model levels of beauty. From his piercing eyes, to his soft looking lips, his broad shoulders and bold attitude, he was breathtaking.
Daniel had fallen for him as soon as he’d laid eyes on him. Thankfully the other man felt the same way about him. They’d been dating for almost two years. However, Daniel’s self consciousness wasn’t something they’d ever discussed.
Fuck .
He stared at the message, hoping maybe this was a nightmare and he’d wake up to Minhyun complimenting his new set. Except a few minutes passed and nothing had changed. He knew Dongho had seen it because it said read beneath the pictures.
Daniel closed his eyes and groaned as he fell back onto his bed, a familiar anxiety swirling in his stomach. The corset he was wearing dug slightly into his lower back but he ignored it in favor of wondering how he was going to explain everything to his boyfriend.
His phone vibrated and he saw a message from Minhyun.
Minhyunnie-hyung 🦊🦊
20:31
Holy shit, did you send that to someone else??
Of course he’d figured it out, Daniel had been too quiet. He typed back.
20:34
STOP!! I sent it to Dongho-hyung!!
Daniel could imagine Minhyun squealing and bouncing around his room in excitement. If there was one thing Minhyun loved above all else it was drama.
20:36
And…? He probably loved it!
He blushed at the thought because yes, that would be nice. But he didn’t need the elder asking questions about it all.
Daniel’s eyes widened when he heard a knock at his door. He paused, maybe it was some randomer and they’d realise it was the wrong room. It was Friday, it wouldn’t be the first time a drunk person went knocking on random doors. Except the knocking was now becoming insistent. He sighed and got up.
Instead of putting on sweats and a hoodie to hide his outfit, he instead opted for grabbing his blanket to cover himself completely and opened the door.
When he saw who it was, his breath caught in his throat. Dongho was leaning on the doorframe panting heavily and looking disheveled, like he had run a marathon. His hair was messy, brunette locks sticking up every which way and his cheeks were flushed. He was wearing his sweats inside out and his shoes were untied.
“Did you run all the way here?” Daniel asked, blinking at his boyfriend.
Instead of answering, Dongho pushed him back, effectively entering his room. Daniel backed up mostly because he was caught off guard. Suddenly his wrist was grabbed and he was being pushed up against his closed door. Although he was taller than Dongho, in that moment he felt extremely small, his anxiety from earlier spiked.
“You sure know how to get a guy’s attention, Daniel-ah.” He purred in his ear and Daniel was momentarily in shock, heat pulling into his abdomen.
“Hyung, I-I-it—“ Daniel huffed, a low and panicked noise. A hand reached out and tilted his chin up so he was looking at Dongho’s eyes, causing Daniel to flush immediately.
“Don’t get shy on me now, baby. Show me how nice you look.” Dongho said, but Daniel heard the question underneath. It was a question that sounded like a command, a prompt that he could say no if he wanted to.
“You sure you want to? See me, I mean.”
“Absolutely.” Dongho replied and Daniel felt a heaviness lift from his chest. Slowly he let the blanket fall, let it gently fall down his shoulders, down his arms, and finally land in a mess on the floor. He left his hands at his sides, resisting the urge to cover up. Usually when he was just with Minhyun or even Minki he didn’t feel as subconscious about how he looked but Dongho was different. His boyfriend was amazing and treated him so well, Daniel didn’t want to disappoint him.
He felt like he looked ridiculous, a beefy dude wearing strappy and delicate lingerie. His boyfriend was probably disgusted and about to laugh any second, god why-
His thoughts were cut short when Dongho raised a shaky hand over his waist, the warmth of it radiating off onto his body but not quite touching him yet.
“May I?” He asked and he sounded breathless. Daniel wearing lingerie was making him breathless. Holy hell . He nodded but Dongho shook his head. “I need you to say it, Daniel-ah. I need to hear you say it.”
Before he knew what was happening, Daniel was opening his mouth, his voice just as rough. “Yes. You can touch me.”
Suddenly Dongho’s large hands were everywhere, groping, cupping, caressing his arms, his thighs, his ass, his hips, his collarbones, the small space just under the corset. He was touching everything, he was everywhere and Daniel felt dizzy from all the attention.
Dongho was murmuring compliments, pressing their bodies together and Daniel was lifting his hands to grab onto his biceps. Dongho’s wandering hands found their way over to his chest and up his neck, thumbs lifting his head towards Dongho’s while fingers held the back of his head.
The kiss was soft, sensual and had Daniel melting into the elder man’s chest. Dongho tasted like toothpaste but he still tasted perfect. Something so undeniably Kang Dongho. He opened his mouth and Dongho wasted no time getting to it, tasting him and pulling out sounds from the other that had him squirming with the need for more. He brought his arms up to wrap around his neck and pulled the shorter man closer.
Dongho bit his bottom lip and gently dragged his teeth along it, pulling back. Then, before Daniel could respond he was being hauled up by his thighs, Dongho lifting him with ease. Daniel blinked and could feel how hard his cock was now. Daniel was pure muscle and Dongho just lifted him like he was nothing.
He felt his cock strain against the sheer material of his panties and pressed into nice hard abs currently hidden by a black hoodie. The other was latching onto his neck, leaving kisses and bite marks up along it. He was doing it on purpose, but Daniel couldn’t find it in him to care.
“Hyung.” He moaned. Dongho pulled back, coming face to face with his flushed face.
“You okay?” His voice was raspy and Daniel forced himself to swallow the whimper in his throat.
“I’m okay.”
The other smirked and Daniel’s cock jumped at how hot it was, what it promised.
“Let’s get you to bed, Daniel-ah. I wanna take my time with you.” He whispered. Daniel wrapped his legs tightly around the elders waist, hiding his face in his neck, as Dongho cradled him close and walked towards his bed.
With no warning he dropped him on his bed, watching as he bounced on the mattress. Daniel lifted himself onto his elbows and stared up at him, but Dongho simply removed his hoodie, leaving his top half bare. Daniel resisted the urge to groan at the sight of his nice and defined abs, his amazing tattooed chest. God, he just wanted to bury his head there. He must’ve made some sort of sound, because Dongho smirked. He moved closer in between Daniel’s legs, but he didn't kneel on the bed.
“You’re gorgeous. All for me.” He said, like it wasn’t embarrassing and wouldn’t make Daniel flush different shades of red. He would have protested, but Dongho was suddenly, almost trance-like, caressing his calves, fingers moving slow and light, a whisper on his stocking clad leg.
He leaned his head down and Daniel couldn’t help the gasp that escaped when Dongho started mouthing at his cloth covered legs. He made his way from the base of his foot, to his ankle up to the edge of his stocking before switching and doing the same to the other leg. When he reached the edge of his thigh high on the other leg, he started marking up his thighs, large hands kneading the muscle of his thighs.
“You’re so handsome, Daniel-ah.” Another love bite. “Your thighs, god I love watching you walk. It’s even better when you wear shorts, or even those leggings you own.” He knew which ones, they were a gift from Dongho himself. Dongho moved to the next side, starting on the other thigh. “They’re so big, so strong. I’ve always wanted to sink my teeth into them.”
With every praise Daniel let out a small gasp or a whimper, his cock throbbing as the elder left more hickeys on his inner thigh.
“Hyung, please.” He whined and god he just needed him to touch him there.
The elder just chuckled, kneeling between his legs. “Not yet, Niellie. I want to taste all of you.”
Dongho grabbed his wrist, bringing it to his lips and leaving a soft kiss right on the pulse point. Daniel whimpered, overwhelmed and tried to move his arm away but Dongho held on tight. Daniel found himself whining.
Dongho on the other hand continued, turning his open palm towards him. He leaned down pressing soft kisses to each calloused fingertip, before kissing his palm making his way up to his shoulder.
He squeezed his bicep, marking it up with his teeth and mouth. “Look at how strong you are. So big. All for me.” God , Daniel knew he was leaking all over his panties and it was probably leaving a wet spot on the front of it.
Just like with his legs, Dongho moved onto the next arm repeating the same motions. Wrist, fingertips, palm, wrist again and onwards.
He was still whispering compliments and praises and Daniel squirmed underneath him. He needed him to stop saying all these things, these things he wanted but didn't think he deserved.
These praises, these soft kisses, this attention, they’re not for people like him. For people who can’t decide, who can’t accept themselves, who can’t just be.
He just wanted Dongho to touch him and be done with it.
Dongho must’ve sensed his frustration because he chuckled, dragging his tongue from the collarbone he was sucking a hickey into all the way up to his ear. “Behave, Niellie. You’re a good boy, right?” And god the whine he let out would be embarrassing if it wasn’t for the fact that Dongho’s voice was successfully distracting him.
He went back to leaving marks on his collarbone, his hands caressing his chest, one hand cupping each pec before lowering his mouth to a nipple. Daniel brought a hand to the brunette hair, grabbing it as the other sucked at his nipple, occasionally scraping his teeth along the bud. His other thumb rubbed circles into the other nipple and Daniel moaned. Dongho switched nipples and Daniel moaned again.
Dongho knew all his weak spots.
When he was done with them, his hands lowered, caressing his cinched waist, following the garter until two fingers hooked into the waistband of his frilly panties. Dongho lowered his head down to where his clothed cock was and gave it a kiss, licking his lips afterwards. “You taste nice, Niellie.”
Daniel whimpered. “Hyung, please.” He pleaded.
“Tell me what you want, Niellie.” He murmured close to his cock, the breath from the words tickling his leaking cock.
“Fuck, Dongho-hyung.”
“What was that? Come on, Daniel-ah, tell me what you want.” Dongho growled.
“I want you to touch me.”
“I already am.” He answered smugly and Daniel groaned. “Where do you need me to touch you, baby? Tell me.”
“My cock, please, touch my c-cock.” Daniel stuttered out, his cheeks bright red but he needed it. He needed it and Dongho was being difficult.
“That’s a good boy. Was that so hard?” He teased before lowering Daniel’s panties, watching his cock bounce free. It stood tall and angry looking, the tip leaking precum. Dongho leaned in, tongue out and dragged a line from the base all the way to the tip. He placed a gentle kiss on the tip, precum smearing on his upper lip and Daniel whined.
“You’re even perfect down here. Always spoiling me Daniel-ah.” He praised, hot breath making the cock in his hand jump.
“St-stop. I’m n-n-not.” Daniel whimpered, because it was too much. He didn’t know why Dongho was just throwing out compliments.
Dongho paused, eyes focusing on Daniel’s. He stared at him so intensely that Daniel had to look away. “What are you talking about, baby? You don’t think so?” He started kissing his cock, placing kisses down along the shaft. “Why would I lie, Niellie?” He reached his balls, kissing one. “I could spend hours just kissing every part of you.”
“Why are you s-saying things l-like that? You d-don’t have to anymore, we’re already dating.” He managed to get out, it was hard though because it was embarrassing and he was overwhelmed.
In a second, Dongho was above him once more, a strong hand grabbing his jaw to look at him. “I can’t compliment you and treat you like the beautiful creature you are?” Daniel said nothing and Dongho’s grip tightened. “I asked you a question, Daniel-ah.”
“No.” He should've left it at that but he was never good at controlling his impulses. “Why would you need to?”
Dongho’s eyes go wide for a moment, before his face morphed into a knowing smile. The hand that was squeezing his cheeks loosened, coming to rest on his neck. “Oh baby, I’m going to ruin you.” He leaned in close, his warm breath tickling Daniel’s lips. “I never plan on letting you go.” He placed a kiss on his lips and Daniel leaned up to deepen it, but Dongho pulled away.
“I’m going to make you feel so good, Niellie.” He sucked a mark at the pulse point on his neck, and the other man whined.
“Then do it.” Daniel challenged with a glare.
“Yes, sir.” He teased, before placing a kiss on both cheeks. He left another on Daniel’s forehead, then one on his nose, another on his lips, another on his chin. He continued, placing small kisses all over his chest at an agonizing pace.
“Hyung, please.” Daniel mewled and how the hell could Dongho resist when he sounded so sweet with that desperate tone.
Without warning Dongho swallowed his entire cock in one fluid motion and Daniel let out a choked sound, his hand finding its way back to grip Dongho’s hair tight in his grip. His other hand was gripping the sheets under them.
“Hyung, I’m, fuck Dongho-hyung, I’m close.” He expected Dongho to pop off and jerk him off until he came, then fuck him. Instead the asshole hummed while he was still wrapped around him.
“Dong—” Is all he let out before he was moaning, Dongho sucking him dry and swallowing everything Daniel gave him. Only after Daniel was mewling, his oversensitive cock still being used, did Dongho pull off, a smirk on his face.
“Sorry Niellie, I just had to taste you.” He said nonchalantly and Daniel had to hide his red face behind his hands.
Dongho laughed, a large hand running up his side to squeeze at his corset covered waist. “Lube, baby?”
Daniel was still pretty out of it, but he managed to point to his nightstand. Dongho walked over, opening his top drawer, whenever they were together they were usually at Dongho’s apartment so the elder wasn’t used to the location of things.
Daniel watched the elder remove his sweats, his boxers, and his socks, folding them neatly and placing them atop the nightstand. He caught a glimpse of his cock and looked away, suddenly shy and nervous. He’d seen it and felt it before but something about the situation now made Daniel feel extremely vulnerable.
He felt Dongho walk over before stopping in front of him, but not doing anything. Daniel lifted himself up onto his elbows, wondering if the other had changed his mind. “What’s up?”
“You have a mirror.” Dongho blinked.
Daniel looked to where the elder was looking and raised a brow, of course he had a mirror. How else was he supposed to take his pictures? “Um, yeah.”
Dongho grinned and it was almost feral, sending shivers down Daniel’s spine. “Perfect.”
He placed the lube on the bed, his hands instead finding their way back to Daniel’s waist, applying pressure with all five fingers. “As much as I love seeing you in this whole outfit, I’m gonna need to take your panties off.” Daniel just nodded, a little dizzy at all the attention.
Slowly and steady Dongho’s fingers traced the white garter straps to his socks, snapping them off one by one. Once all four were done, he grabbed his panties and dragged them down his thick thighs, strong calves, and finally under his ankle and off. Instead of tossing it to the side, Dongho took the garment and brought it to his nose, inhaling deeply. Daniel would deny the high pitched squeak he let out, but what else was he supposed to do. “You smell amazing, Niellie. Wish I could bottle you up, just for me.”
Daniel whined, his boyfriend was a menace and was going to kill him before he managed to even get his cock in him. Daniel moved to take off the top piece of his outfit when a large hand stopped him. “The rest stays.” Dongho commanded and Daniel wanted to melt at that voice.
“Get on your belly for me, Niellie.” And of course he did. He turned over, presenting his now free ass and leaning on his elbows. He felt Dongho settle behind him and he waited to feel a cold finger enter him.
Instead the elder started kneading his ass, murmuring praises again and Daniel squirmed once more at the words.
“How is your ass this perfect?” He felt two large hands spread his cheeks and felt a hot, wet tongue draw a line from his perineum to his hole. Daniel squeaked, grabbing onto his sheets before letting out a groan. He knew how talented Dongho’s tongue was and it made his thighs tremble.
Dongho continued playing with his hole, licking around the ring of muscle before plunging in and out of it. Daniel dissolved into soft groans and moans.
He heard the telltale sound of lube being opened and Dongho pulled away from his ass, making Daniel whine before gasping.
“Relax Niellie, I’ll take care of you.”
He felt a cold finger enter him and he let out a groan at the sensation. Dongho pushed it in and out slowly, before adding a second finger. It stung a bit, but Dongho was quick to lean over and start pressing kisses on his shoulders, his neck. Daniel relaxed into him.
“You sound beautiful, Niellie. You’ve no idea how much I love seeing you like this.”
Daniel whimpered at the praise, tears forming at the corners of his eyes, cock standing at attention once more and already dripping. Dongho added a third finger, this time he bent them just right and Daniel moaned so loud he blushed.
“That’s a pretty sound, Niellie. Do it again.”
His fingers repeatedly hit Daniel’s prostate and it was too much, he was too close. “Hyung, I ca-can’t. I’m c-close.”
“But you’re making such pretty noises, Niellie.” Dongho continued his assault as he moved his lips to his ear. “You have no idea how much you drive me crazy, walking around with your tight ass muscle shirts. I have to resist the urge to just bend you over and take you every time.”
Daniel was wailing now, tears streaming down his face as those fingers kept moving inside him, skirting close to an orgasm but never quite reaching it.
“D-dongho-hyung! I w-w-want you ins-side me.” He sobbed out.
Dongho just cooed in his ear. “Don’t worry, Niellie, you’ll get my cock soon enough. Right now though, I think I wanna hear you scream.”
Daniel gripped the sheets in his hands tighter and when he felt Dongho wrap his hand around his cock, thumb playing with the soaked tip he let out a guttural moan, Dongho’s name falling from his lips.
“That’s it, baby. Let me hear you.”
Daniel’s moans turned to whimpers and cries when Dongho kept fucking him through with his fingers. His legs trembled and he was exhausted, but Dongho simply placed a pillow under him and removed his fingers. He heard the lube cap again and whined. He couldn’t do anything, he was spent.
Dongho was insane.
“Hyung, there’s no way I can go again.” He told the other, his voice sounding rough as he sniffled. Dongho continued lubing up his cock with one hand, as his other hand massaged Daniel’s lower back.
“Do you trust me?” He asked instead and Daniel paused for a moment. Up until this point in their relationship, Dongho hadn’t given him any reason not to trust him. In fact, no matter how embarrassing, he was always attentive. He wanted to say yes, but he was so tired. He didn’t think he could cum a third time. Still, Daniel wasn’t a quitter, he knew that sometimes pushing through was the only way to get to the good stuff.
“Yeah, I trust you.” He replied and he meant it.
Dongho lined himself up to Daniel’s hole and the younger tried to relax. Dongho gripped his hip and slowly entered him, a measured and precise pace. Daniel whimpered at the feeling of being filled but slowly started moaning the deeper Dongho went.
“Fuck, Niellie. Look at how good you are sucking me in. It’s like you were made for me.” Dongho cooed. When he bottomed out they both let out a long moan. Daniel clenched around his cock and Dongho groaned, squeezing Daniel’s side painfully. “Careful Niellie, I don’t want to blow my load just yet.”
“Hyung, please.” He begged. Despite his earlier hesitance, he could feel heat pool again in his abdomen.
“Please what, baby?”
“Please, fuck me. Hyung.” He whined and he felt Dongho shudder.
“Alright, baby.” He slowly pulled out and then back in, his pace just as measured as it was when he started. Daniel whined, begging the elder to go faster but the man didn’t.
Instead, he started complimenting him again, telling him all the things he liked about him. How his hair was such a pretty colour and how it immediately caught his attention the first time they met. How he loved watching him work on his muscles, the look of determination in his eyes. How the time they spent together was the happiest he’d ever been.
Dongho kept going, pressing soft kisses to Daniel’s back, his shoulders, his neck, still going at a slowed pace. Daniel's cock was now hard and weeping once more, tears were back in his eyes as he begged Dongho to move faster, go harder.
“Hyung, please! I need it, please!” He sobbed into his sheets and Dongho placed one more kiss on the back of his neck, before wrapping a hand around his throat and squeezing.
“You got it, Niellie.”
“Dongho-hyung!” He cried as Dongho started pounding into him at an unforgiving pace. He had a hard grip on his waist and another hand wrapped around his throat, bending him back and it was too much. It was so much. There was no way Daniel could come again, he was spent, he was tired, but he felt the tension building and he whined.
“You’re so good, Niellie. You feel so good, so sweet wrapped around me.”
“Dongho! Hyung! I’m gonna cum!” He bellowed and Dongho stopped, pulling him up against his chest so that he was staring straight.
“Wha-what happened? Why’d you stop...” He whined, but Dongho just nuzzled into his neck.
“Look in front of you.” He said and Daniel could tell he was struggling to hold back the need to continue, his voice gravelly. “Look at yourself, Daniel-ah.”
In front of them was his mirror, a decently sized thing for the size of his small apartment, but that’s not what he was paying attention to.
He could see himself, impaled on Dongho’s cock, his baby pink thigh high covered legs spilling on either side of Dongho’s thick thighs. He could see bite marks and hickeys on his thighs. His cock was standing at attention, bright red and angry, leaning against his stomach. The tip covered up a bit of the corset he was wearing and he noticed it was stained from earlier. His chest was covered in marks as well. His nipples were peaking out, the straps of the corset pulled right over his chest.
When he looked at his face he held his breath. He looked absolutely wrecked, his hair was disheveled, his lips looked swollen, and his cheeks were flushed. His eyes were puffy from crying, the tear streaks running down his face. He looked…
“Pretty, don’t you think?” Dongho cooed in his ear. “How could I resist you when you look like this? Now, point out something you like. ”
Daniel whimpered. “I can’t—“
Dongho tsked, placing a kiss right behind his ears. “You can. Tell me, baby, what do you see?”
Daniel swallowed a sob. “I see. I see, um, my muscles.” He started and Dongho pressed kisses along his shoulder blade.
“What about them, Niellie? Tell me, what do you like about them?”
“Th-they show me I’m strong. And dedicated.”
Dongho hummed into his back. “You are strong. So strong, in so many ways. It’s what I love about you.” Another kiss. “What else, baby?”
Daniel continued, gulping loudly in the silence. “I like my hair. It’s bold and it r-reminds me to be bold, to keep moving forward.”
Dongho brought the hand that had been on Daniel’s waist up to twirl his fiery orange tresses around his fingers before bringing them to his lips, kissing them. Daniel couldn’t help but gasp at the gesture, it was so delicate and soft, so out of place on him.
“I love your hair. It’s what caught my eye the first time we met. I haven’t stopped looking since.”
Daniel whimpered, tears stinging at his eyes. His thoughts going back to his bright pink hair he’d had when he and Dongho had first met.
He didn’t deserve all this, it was so much for what? It was making his chest swell and he hated it. He hated the false hope building inside him.
He gasped as he felt Dongho drag his cock almost completely out, before going back in just as measured. “Come back to me, baby. I’m right here, I’m not going anywhere.” Daniel moaned slightly at the sensation. “Get out of your head, Niellie. Tell me, what else do you like?” Dongho kept rocking into him, slow and steady as he tried to answer.
“I-I like—” He groaned and he felt Dongho smile into his shoulder blade, the asshole. “I like the l-lingerie.”
“What about the lingerie, Niellie?” Dongho made a point by running a fingertip over one of Daniel’s thighs where the soft material of the sock met his strong skin.
“I like, fuck.” He moaned. “I like how I look in it. I-I, shit Dongho-hyung.” He moaned again, feeling Dongho’s cock moving inside of him, his own cock slowly bobbing up and down.
“Keep going, baby.” Dongho pressed, but Daniel heard his voice break and knew the elder wouldn’t last long either.
“I like, I like that it makes me look pretty and soft.” He whimpered when Dongho started sucking a mark behind his ear. “It makes me look nice, strong and soft. Balanced.”
“Fuck, Daniel-ah, you look gorgeous like this. So handsome, so pretty. All for me.” Dongho’s pace quickened and Daniel was gasping for breath. At the words, at the praise, at the cock rearranging his insides, he wasn’t quite sure. All he knew was that he felt so good.
Dongho asked him to put his hands behind his back. Once he did, Dongho wrapped both his wrists in his grip, anchoring himself as he started pounding up into him at an unforgiving pace.
“Tell me you won’t forget how beautiful you are, baby.” Dongho cooed in his ear and the tears in his eyes spilled over as the pressure built inside him.
“I won’t, I won’t.” He wailed, barely able to catch his breath as he bounced up and down on the cock inside him.
He was so close, so close, he just needed a little more. He just needed Dongho to touch his cock and he was done.
Except Dongho wasn’t anywhere near his cock.
“Hyung, t-touch me. I need it.” He sobbed, but Dongho ignored him, mumbled something about Daniel coming on his cock and his cock alone.
Dongho squeezed his throat, forcing him to lift his head and watch himself in the mirror. He was a mess, tears pouring freely down his cheeks, his cock bouncing and hitting his stomach, his stocking clad legs quivering as Dongho pounded into him with no mercy.
Daniel wailed even louder as the pressure became unbearable. Cries and pleads pouring from his lips, coming out in watery and choked up gasps.
“Hyung, I can’t, I can’t-” He didn’t finish his sentence as his orgasm blindsided him. He locked eyes with Dongho through the mirror as he made the most embarrassing sound he’d ever made. But as he watched Dongho’s eyes widen and his breath catch in his throat, he thought it was worth it.
He couldn’t think too long though, because Dongho was still going strong, working him through his orgasm. He was whining and whimpering as his sensitive hole was continuously pounded into, ruthless and non-stop. He watched as Dongho groaned, gripping his wrists so hard he knew they'd bruise. Dongho was leaning his forehead onto his back as he stilled. Daniel whimpered as he felt Dongho’s load fill him up.
Dongho released his wrists and removed his hand from his neck, moving it down to wrap around his middle and hold him close. They stayed like that for a few minutes, trying to catch their breath as they came down from their highs.
Eventually Dongho pulled out and gently bent Daniel forward, before getting up and wandering off somewhere in his apartment. Dongho appeared into his view again, inspecting his face before placing a kiss on his lower back.
“Get out of your head, Niellie. I’m right here.” He nodded and Dongho asked him to sit up, a towel on the bed and another in his hand as he cleaned out his cum from Daniel’s hole. Daniel whined at the sensation, but Dongho just pressed kisses to his shoulder blades, murmuring how it’d be over soon.
After he’d finished, he helped Daniel out of his lingerie, setting aside the pieces carefully on a chair next to his closet. He took longest on the socks, pulling them down Daniel’s long legs slowly, his dark eyes watching Daniel closely. Daniel could only whimper and arch his back. Dongho moved a cloth over Daniel’s body to clean him up, Daniel protesting softly as he did before they settled back in bed.
“I’ll buy you a new set,” Dongho suddenly said.
Daniel’s eyes widened and he glared at the elder. “You don’t have to do that.”
Dongho chuckled. “Of course I do. I fucked your brains out and ruined your pretty lingerie, it’s the least I could do.”
Daniel just shook his head and buried himself down into the now clean bed sheet. Dongho glanced at him briefly. “How long have you been wearing pretty stuff like that anyway?”
“I don’t— I was just feeling self conscious,” Daniel admitted.
The elder sighed softly before he pulled Daniel against his chest. “You’re beautiful in every way Niellie, never forget that.”
“Thank you hyung,” Daniel whispered, he could feel his eyelids getting heavy. Dongho’s fingers ran through his hair gently, the feeling lulling Daniel into slumber.