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It was half-past-ten in the morning. An hour had passed since Seonghwa had last seen Hongjoong leave their shared hotel room for the business meeting they flew out to Paris for in the first place. After a day out getting spoiled tirelessly by his boyfriend, Seonghwa should've been drained, however, there in the back corners of his mind sat the reminder of what sat nestled in the depths of his unpacked luggage.
Seonghwa's giddiness was evident as the short silk pyjama set he wore rustled against the cotton of the bed sheets while he made his way to the unopened suitcase by the door. Pulling out countless t-shirts on the way, Seonghwa finally had his hands on what had been haunting his mind for nights upon end, his tall white bunny ears twitching atop his head in a stim of excitement.
In his hand laid a shiny silver diamond plug, one which matched the pale fluff of his ears and tail.
Soft giggles filled the empty hotel room as Seonghwa rushed to pull the curtains closed and strip himself down until the only thing left adorning his tanned skin was the pair of white lace panties barely concealing his already hardening cock.
Something was missing, Seonghwa thought, as his hands grazed his bare neck.
Of course.
Reaching back into his messed up luggage, Seonghwa let out a victorious squeak when the familiar jingle hit his ears.
His collar. Made of matching sleek white leather with a dainty ring sat right in the middle, a heart-shaped tag accompanying it.
"Joongie's angel" it read.
He wouldn't dare collar himself, of course. Instead, he climbed up onto the bed and sat himself on his knees facing the arched floor mirror across from him. Quickly grabbing his strawberry scented lube, Seonghwa made quick work of stretching himself open as he inserted his plug snugly inside. Slightly panting and still half-hard, Seonghwa grabbed for his phone, horniness eating at his brain.
Prettily situating himself back onto his knees with the collar sitting splayed in front of him, Seonghwa leaned back on one hand and pressed record with the other.
"Joongie," he breathlessly whined while boring his eyes into the lens through the mirror, "Bunny is so lonely in here all by himself. I wanna play..! Please come play with me, hyung, I promise I'll be so so good for you.”
Gliding his free hand up to torturously rest just above his aching cock, Seonghwa continued his breathless pleading.
“I need you, please, Joongie. Or else I’ll have to be bad and deal with this myself, all on my own.”
Ending the recording with a pout, Seonghwa rushed to open Hongjoong’s contact and send him the video. He bit his lip, unable to conceal his giggles of excitement. Seonghwa couldn’t wait for his Joongie to come and play.
It’s only a short minute later that Seonghwa hears the telltale ping of a new message.
Joongie 🩶
fuck
my baby looks too sweet not to play with
hyung will be there in 10
.✦ ── 🐰 ── .✦
Seonghwa heard the swipe of the keycard as he sat in the same position on his knees with his hands neatly resting on his thighs atop the hotel’s white sheets. When Hongjoong’s face finally came into view, he felt a shiver run through every bone in his body as tears started to prickle behind his eyes.
“Joongie.” A whisper, barely even there, but heard by Hongjoong nonetheless.
Hongjoong hastily kicked off his shoes and undid the first few buttons of his black dress shirt before making his way to stand before Seonghwa, hands softly cupping his warming cheeks.
“My sweet angel, what’s wrong? Hyung is here now, I’ll take good care of you, hm?”
Thumbing away the lone tear that grazed Seonghwa’s cheek, Hongjoong couldn’t help but coo at how sweet and submissive his bunny looked already.
“‘Missed you, hyung. Missed you so much”
Seonghwa’s trembling fingers reached out to grip the front of Hongjoong’s button-up, silently begging him to do something. Hongjoong then rested one of his own warm hands on top while the other reached out to card through Seonghwa’s hair between his twitching ears, lovingly petting him.
“I missed you too, baby, how could I not? Hyung wants you to sit there all sweet and pretty for me now, okay?. Can you do that for me?”
Seonghwa managed a small nod as he pried himself away from Hongjoong’s warmth and sat still on the edge of the bed. He watched as Hongjoong stripped himself bare, his cock already filling up.
“Aren’t you forgetting something, bunny?” Hongjoong voiced with a small grin as he held up the forgotten collar and dangled it before Seonghwa’s face.
Seonghwa’s glassy eyes widened. He could only let out a short whimper before Hongjoong was clasping the collar onto his slim neck, delicately dragging his fingers across Seonghwa’s shoulders and down his chest, brushing his hardening nipples.
“Joongie’s angel? Fuck, you’re always so perfect for me”
Seonghwa’s eyes fluttered shut at the praise accompanied by Hongjoong’s fingers on his chest, his own cock twitching in interest beneath the confines of the lace. Hongjoong placed a firm peck on his lips before leaning back up entirely.
“Mouth open, bunny”
Seonghwa obeyed and craned his neck up and met Hongjoong’s gaze before dropping his jaw, tongue lolling out.
Hongjoong whispered a soft curse before grabbing his fully erect dick, giving it a few pumps. Seonghwa’s fingers twitched and curled into tight fists as he obediently kept them to himself, his eyes fluttering shut and throat releasing soft moans as Hongjoong slapped the tip of his throbbing cock onto his dripping tongue. Once. Twice.
Hongjoong stared in awe as Seonghwa opened his mouth further and took Hongjoong’s entire length down his throat. Groans reverberated off the walls, Seonghwa gazing up at Hongjoong with lust-drunk eyes, beginning to bob his head achingly slow. The soft jingle of Seonghwa’s collar could be heard as Seonghwa paused at Hongjoong's pelvis, breathing heavily through his nose and swallowing around the girth in his throat.
That semeed to be Hongjoong's breaking point as he harshly tangled his fingers into the back of Seonghwa's hair and began pistoning his hips.
"Fuck, my pretty little angel, you have no idea what you do to me. Such a good..mmh..pet for me"
Seonghwa moaned around the cock being repeatedly thrust to the back of his throat at the same time that Hongjoong moved his hand away from the back of Seonghwa’s head and gripped both of his tall rabbit ears into one hand. It was then that Seonghwa lost it, a high pitched mewl escaping the depths of his chest as he spread his thighs further apart, seeking friction from the sheets below.
“Look at you humping the sheets like the horny little bunny you are,” Hongjoong cooed, “Come on, up on your back now, baby” Pulling Seonghwa off his dick by his ears, Hongjoong brought a hand down to his waist to pull him up onto his back, collar jingling with every movement.
While Hongjoong climbed on top of the dazed hybrid, Seonghwa’s faded gaze kept itself locked onto the lips of his boyfriend as his arms wrapped themselves around the other’s neck, a soft whine escaping his throat.
“What’s wrong my pretty bunny, hm?” Hongjoong cooed, brushing a stray platinum lock behind his lover’s ear. Seonghwa didn’t answer — couldn’t, really. Instead he let out another soft whimper and stuck his lips out in a pout.
“Ah, my sweet angel,” Hongjoong let out an endeared laugh, “You want a kiss from hyung?” Seonghwa meekly nodded, white ears flopping with the action. Hongjoong bent down, placing a chaste kiss onto the hybrid’s cheek, another on his nose, eliciting a nose scrunch followed by a breathy giggle. Finally, Hongjoong locked their lips together, the kiss nothing short of heated and desperate.
Seonghwa moaned as Hongjoong licked into his mouth, fingers threading into his hair and pulling him in closer, as if he wasn’t close enough. Hongjoong let one of his hands wander down Seonghwa’s chest, achingly slow over his abdomen, and finally landing over his lace-clad cock. He paid little attention to it though, choosing to instead dragging his hand lower and pull the confining lace to the side, aiming to brush a single finger over the hybrid’s slick hole. Instead, Hongjoong was met with the hard plug that sat snug inside the bunny.
“My angel,” Hongjoong groaned against their brushing lips, “You got yourself all ready for hyung?”
Seonghwa wiggled his hips in an attempt to get Hongjoong’s hands to move.
“Need— ah… need you hyung, please” he muttered.
“Shh, bunny, hyung will give you everything you want since you’ve been so good for him, hm?”
While craning his neck down to alternate between soft kisses and small nips into Seonghwa’s neck, his hand finally managed to set the hybrid’s hole free from the plug. Sliding two fingers in at once to test the stretch, Hongjoong found that there was none, slick pouring out of Seonghwa’s hole and dripping down his thighs and onto the sheets below.
“Fuck, baby, you’re dripping. All for me” Hongjoong brought his slick covered digits to his own mouth and tasted his precious bunny’s arousal, Seonghwa peering at him with hooded eyes, tilting his dropped chin up with a whine.
“You wanna see how good you taste, my bunny?” Collecting the stream of slick trailing down Seonghwa’s thigh onto the same two fingers, Hongjoong swiped them across the hybrid’s plush bottom lip before Seonghwa began to carefully close his mouth around the digits, tasting himself. Pushing his mouth further down the other’s hand while swirling his tongue around Hongjoong’s fingers, Seonghwa moaned at his own sweetness, arching further into the other’s chest in a silent plea.
Pulling back his hand, Hongjoong brought both of them down to drag the now soaked panties off the hybrid’s legs completely, his hands returning to Seonghwa’s thighs, pushing them upwards and almost bending the bunny hybrid completely in half. Bringing one hand down to his own cock, Hongjoong finally pressed only the head into the hybrid’s awaiting entrance. Pushing Seonghwa’s thighs to his chest, the small white tuft of his tail peeked out from below their joint bodies.
“Ah— hyung… Joongie, fuck, please, move! Please, please!” Tears flowed down the bunny’s rosy cheeks, the vision never getting old for Hongjoong. His sweet, sweet bunny crying and begging for his cock.
“My sweet boy, hyung will make you feel so good, alright? Don’t cry, my angel” Kissing the tears off Seonghwa’s warm cheeks, Hongjoong pressed completely inside, the squelching of the bunny’s slick bouncing off the walls. Seonghwa wailed, his hips bucking up to meet the pistoning of Hongjoong’s while the other softly shushed him, showering the hybrid in praise.
“Fuck you’re doing so well for me. Such a pretty…mmh… bunny. My pretty bunny” Seonghwa strained his vocal chords with the volume of his moans, head tilted back and thighs twitching vehemently from their place at his chest. His own smaller cock bounced off his abdomen with every thrust, Hongjoong seemingly aiming at making Seonghwa come untouched.
Sneaking a hand up to cup Seonghwa’s jaw, Hongjoong jerked the hybrid’s head to the side, his tear-swollen eyes now gazing through the small gap between the curtains and landing on the view of Paris from above.
“Look at the tower while I fuck you, bunny”
The hand on his jaw now laid on the side of Seonghwa’s neck, one particularly hard thrust sending a tremor throughout his entire body, legs abandoning Hongjoong’s hold and instead wrapping around his middle causing his cock to press deeper inside. Subsequently, the pressure of Hongjoong’s body against his own neglected cock sent Seonghwa’s eyes rolling to the back of his head.
“Hyung! Ah— please I can’t—“ Seonghwa almost whispered, the dizzying feeling of an impending orgasm clouding his mind.
“Don’t— don’t worry angel, hyung is close too. You wanna come, bunny? Hm? Is that it?” Hongjoong grunted breathlessly into the hybrid’s ear, his thrusts becoming sporadic, his own orgasm fast-approaching.
The bunny whimpered, straining to keep his eyes on the window, “Yes! Please, hyung— mmh… need to come so bad! Please let me come, Joongie!”
Not being able to contain his own need to see Seonghwa unravel, Hongjoong reached an hand up to brush the base of one of Seonghwa’s ears, stroking the fur like he would his own cock.
“Come for me, angel. Let go, hyung’s got you”
With the raspy whisper and the tugging at his sensitive ears, Seonghwa’s vision exploded with white, back arching inhumanely off the mattress as his swollen cock spirted ropes of come onto his own chest while his hole dripped endless slick onto Hongjoong’s length.
The clenching of Seonghwa’s walls around his cock was the final straw for Hongjoong, his pace faltering and the knot uncoiling in his gut, stuffing Seonghwa full of his own release with a guttral moan. His entire body pulsated with warmth as he helped the both of them ride out the remains of their high, the mixture of slick and come creating borderline pornographic sounds within the walls of the hotel. Soon after, Seonghwa quietly whined at the overstimulation, Hongjoong slumping forward and catching himself on his hands.
Knowing Seonghwa wouldn’t approve of him immediately pulling out, Hongjoong carefully manouvered the still dazed hybrid until Seonghwa was comfortably laying on top of him.
The pair stayed that way for a good while, Hongjoong’s one hand petting along the back of the hybrid’s ears and hair while the other drew patterns along his waist. Eventually, Seonghwa’s head lifted the slightest amount, enough to lock eyes with the other. A soft smile graced the bunny’s features.
“My pretty angel. Are you feeling okay?” Hongjoong brushed the hybrid’s sweaty silver bangs from his face and leaned down to press a firm kiss to his forehead.
“Mhm” Seonghwa bobbed his head in a small nod, the collar still adorning his neck jingljng quietly.
“When did you manage to get this without me knowing?” Hongjoong delicately brushed the white leather with his thumb, absentmindedly petting the small growth of hair over Seonghwa’s neck.
“I picked it out when I was out with Youngie a few days ago. I… I’ve wanted you to collar me… for a while now” The bunny ducked his head in embarrassment, dragging his ears down to cover his face.
“Oh my sweet baby, don’t be shy. I never brought it up because I wanted to make sure you were comfortable with it all, knowing the implications of ownership and whatnot. Turns out my bunny went out and did it all by himself, hm? You wanna be all mine that bad?” Pulling the hybrid’s ears and hands away from his warm face, Hongjoong tilted his head up with a finger under his chin. Placing a soft kiss onto the bunny’s pouting lips, Hongjoong leaned back against the headboard as Seonghwa rose to sit straddling his lover’s hips. Seonghwa cupped his boyfriend’s cheeks in his slender hands and placed a quick kiss to the tip of his nose.
“I love you, Joongie”
Melting at how endearing his bunny was, Honngjoong began peppering his face with little kisses of his own, the last one landing on the soft skin of his cheek.
“I love you, my bunny”
Seonghwa played with the piercings along the other’s ear as he voiced what had been plagueing his mind for weeks on end.
“I…I want to keep it on. Always. The collar, i mean. Is that… okay?”
Hongjoong wanted to detonate from the sweetness of his hybrid.
“Fuck yes, keep it on forever, baby. For as long as you want” Softly squeezing his slim waist, Hongjoong simply stared at Seonghwa’s beaming face. Knowing his bunny could be out alone and yet still have evidence of being Hongjoong’s sent sparks flying throughout his brain.
Their tender moment was interrupted, however, with the ringing of Seonghwa’s phone from its place on the nightstand. Hongjoong leaned over, answering after reading the name illuminating the screen.
“Wooyo—“
“Did he like it?! Did you come so hard you forgot your own name or whatever you said that one t—“
Wooyoung’s ramble was cut off midway as Seonghwa scrambled to hang up the call. Blushing furiously, he avoided the other’s smug gaze as he began pushing himself off Hongjoong’s chest.
Wincing slightly, the hybrid rose to his feet, “We…we should clean up and stuff I feel gross and sticky and my body hurts and I need a shower right now immediately”
Scurrying his way to the bathroom without waiting for the other, Seonghwa’s blush intensified tenfold when the next words Hongjoong spoke echoed across the room.
“You did forget your own name didn’t you, my pretty bunny?”