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Yoongi is son of rich family having royal background. He gets a personal slave from his family members but he hates the slave system.
Hoseok doesn't know anything about real life. He has been taught that his exist...
I ask Yoongi to help me with choker. He bits his lower lip and walks closer. He takes control of it, so my hands drop down. His breaths fanning over my neck. Suddenly I feel hot. Why did I tell him to help? Idiot.
He locks it and I gasp as I am choked. Why did he lock it so tight? "Not bad" he mumbles against my skin and sucks on the skin below the choker. The skin around it tenses and I am more choked. "Yoongi ah!" I gasp. He bites on it marking me. Did i wake up the master inside him?
"I need to throw the boxes" I say but he doesn't stop. Honestly I don't want him to stop. I like this. It's not like i haven't learned anything of real life that yoongi has been teaching me. I can be that self independent guy with pride outside but not in front of him. For him i will always be submissive. I can't help it. He needs to understand that.
I stop complaining as he rips apart my shirt from one side in one go. My shirt falls down from one side off my shoulder. Its so intermediating as he stares at my expose part of body with lust. He attacks my bud aggressively licking, biting, sucking as he pleases. I moan with every attack he makes. He forces his body on me, making me walk back until I am smashed on the wall.
"Ahh!!...yoongiahhhh"
His hands travels over my inner thighs reminding myself I have worn only pair of shorts and nothing else underneath. My cock twitches inside as his hand lands on cloth top of it. I finally courage myself to give him back what he deserves, so I lift my hands and put on his shoulders. He looks at me immediately leaving my thighs and finally joining our lips together in vigorous kiss.
I want it so bad. I want to remove all the memories and leftover of Tae's surprise kiss. I open my mouth instantly and his runs his tongue in my mouth like it owns everything there. Our saliva mixes and i taste him. My favorite flavour. Our kiss is cutting my oxygen supply, helping my metallic choker to choke me more, but I dont care. I don't want him to end his beautiful attack on my lips.
His one hand wrapped around my wait firmly while other plays with my choker, giving my body feeling of vexation. I move my hips up trying to get some kind of friction. As soon as our kiss is broke a sting of saliva still connects our lips. He looks at my thighs closed and he grunts irritated. He shoves my thighs apart and lifts my knees up. I am more crushed against the wall, as he comes between my thighs. He rubs his hardened member against mine and I let out loud cry. My hole is already wet i can sense my shorts are wet from backside. I just want him now.
He hears my cries and looks at me concerned. I curse myself mentally for misguiding him with my crying moans. I pulls him back into kiss. He quickly kisses me back into once again fierce manner drawing little blood. My one hand travels to his hand to guide him on my poor shirt to tear it more.
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He seizes my shirt off me as soon as our kiss is broke, pouncing my previous unexposed skin to his lured attack. He lifts me up and throws on bed. I want him to at least to remove his own shirt. He is still fully dressed where I am only in my indigent shorts.
