hooked | brightwin

eighteen

note: i hope y'all are eighteen and above. anyway, cheers!

with still dampened cheeks, win slowly pulls bright by the neck but he puts on a smile and caresses the side of bright's lips before he kisses him. taken aback, bright takes a slow breath and holds win's head to deepen the kiss.

win tips his head back as bright's lips travel down to his neck, nibbling wherever his lips land and somehow biting win's skin, leaving hickeys. he smiles at the thought of win's body full of love bites, and all came from him. energized by the thought, he takes off win's button-down, unclasping each button by one hand and the other supporting win's weight. the rasp of lust cascades down win's body, every blood constricting in his veins lead to the throbbing of his cock.

bright leaves a trail of kisses and hickeys at win's body for every button that he manages to unclasp until win's button down shirt is wide open. he scoots away from him, wanting to look at what he's done as his eyes graze at his body. win is biting his thumb, the back of his palm almost covering his face as his other hand fondles with the hickeys bright left on his chest.

satisfied with what he sees, bright leans closer to remove win's button-down and drops his head to win's nipple -- his mouth facing one and his hand playing with the other. the only control left in bright leaves when he hears win's moans and sees him tipping his back every time his tongue tug's his teat.

while still busy with all the tugging and nibbling, his hands fondle win's belt and does his best to remove it, along with his slacks, as fast as he can. with only his boxer shorts left on his body, win feels the heat rise on his cheeks, but bright doesn't seem to notice him being flustered since's he's too busy removing his own clothes.

"get on the bed," bright orders as he heads toward his closet, but win doesn't seem to comprehend since he's too occupied with lust and the throbbing of his cock that the only word that comes out of his mouth is "what" followed by the crease of his forehead.

bright takes a few steps to win who's still slumped on the floor and drops on his knees as his hand finds its way on win's neck, slightly tightening his hold as he says, "i said get on my fucking bed, babe."

win is so turned on he comes flying on bright's bed in seconds, which in turn makes bright chuckle. he watches how bright pulls a bottle from a cabinet and confusion makes him arch his brow.

"what's that?"

bright is grinning wide as he gets on the bed, joining win.

"this? this is called lube, baby."

before win can even speak, bright has already pulled his boxers off him. licking his lips, bright takes win's cock in his hands and pumps him in slow strokes. every time bright plays with the tip of win's cock with his fingers, win's breathing hitches and a groan of lust comes out of his mouth.

"faster. faster, bright, please. ahhh, i can't. wait, fuck i'm. close, close clo—" feeling win twitching on his hand, bright knows he's close to orgasm so he stops which angers win. "what the fuck?"

win props himself with his elbows and throws dagger looks at bright who's holding the now opened bottle of lube and pours it on his fingers.

"bright, please continue. i'm fucking clo— oh shit. shit!" win shouts as he slumps on the bed, bunching the sheets on both his hands as he feels bright's finger on his ass, playing with his hole.

"lift this leg," bright whispers as he continues what his hands have been doing. win obliges and lift his leg, and he can't help but put his hand over his mouth and bite his lips. the second he lifts his leg, bright puts in on his shoulder and pushes a finger in. win knows he's done this before, but he doesn't know why it feels twice as good when it's bright who's doing it.

"feels good, hmm?" bright asks as his finger goes in and out. win doesn't answer, but it's more like he can't. the feeling is overpowering him and the only thing he can do is nod.

"you want more?"

win nods again and bright stops, removing win's hand which is covering his face. when bright inserts another finger in, win tries to put his hand over his face again but bright pulls it away.

"don't. i want to see your face, baby. let me see it," bright pleads.

"okay, okay. please, just continue."

bright grins wide and reaches for the drawer on the bedside table as he pulls a condom. he opens the foil using his mouth and sheaths himself.

"you ready, baby?" win nods. "good. just tell me if it hurts and i'll stop, okay? i love you."

bracing himself, win breathes deep and exhales with a loud groan as bright pushes the tip of his cock inside him. his ass feels like it's tearing apart, but he can't say it. seeming like bright knows, he opens the bottle of lube and pours it on his cock and win's ass. it's just the tip, but he already feels full. bright thrusts inside him, but this time in its entirety. win pulls back, feeling a pang of pain, but bright pins him on the bed.

"relax, baby. breathe. okay, good. just keep breathing slowly. there, there."

looking at his pained face, bright takes win's cock and strokes it with his free hand, hoping it'd alleviate the pain his feeling. he can't lose his self control and ram inside him as fast as he could when win is in pain, though win's tight ass feels like it's sucking him dry.

seconds later, win is moving on his own. bright takes it that the pain has subsided. he brushes the beads of sweat on win's forehead and caresses his cheek. "should i move now?"

"yes. ugh fuck, yes please. bright, please. please."

win shuts up when bright pulls his cock and pushes back in again. he does it slowly, just pulling in and out until win opens his eyes and stars moving on his own pace.

"babe, i make you come. not the other way around." win stops moving and bites his lips, his mind wreaking havoc because he wants to reach the climax and bright's being over considerate for being so slow.

"tell me baby, do you want it fast?" bright peppers kisses on win's lips.

"then fast it is."

bright holds win's legs and rams his cock inside win as fast as he could. the only thing that can be heard on the room is their panting and groaning. win writhes under bright, feeling the climax building up in his cock.

"fuck. fuck, harder baby, please. i'll take it all in."

those words are enough for bright to lose his control. hearing win beg and call him baby, knowing he's the only person who can make him this crazy and the only one who can make him come, he loses it. tightening his hold on win's legs, he pushes him on the bed and fucks him hard as he finds his hand working on win's erection.

"come for me, win, baby."

it's as if bright's words are magic that win shudders and his climax embraces him. it doesn't take long for bright to follow. they're still entwined with each other, their panting and heavy breathing the only ones that can be heard in the room when win whispers, "this is the best fuck i've ever had."

"really?" bright asks, placing his hands on either side of win's head and chuckles. "i haven't given my all yet, though."

win chuckles, "give me a break. i'm all sore. fuck me with your best shot next time."

bright slowly eases out of win's ass, and he hears him groan. he kisses him on his collarbone and whispers, "next time it is."