To Be Determined

~~Chapter 18~~

    I turned him around so he was facing the mirror that happened to be nearby. I had one of my arms wrapped around his waist and the other on his hip. He watched my face as I stared back at him. He was going to learn a little bit about orgasm denial today. I hope he is ready...

    I then buried my face into his neck. Kissing, sucking, biting. Everything that I knew Jisung loved. He turned to putty in my hands as little pants and whimpers left him. My mouth finding his most sensitive spots and devouring them. I took my hand that was on his hip and ran it down to his thigh slowly, squeezing firmly as he whimpered again. At that point he had let out a soft moan.

    "Ah, Minho... please~~"

    His voice was like music to my ears. This was going to be hard for me too. I wanted to give him the world... but he had to learn somewhere. I removed my other hand from his waist and slid it down the other thigh, squeezing that one as well. His legs were a bit shaky... I could feel it. Suddenly, I took one of my hands and cupped his quickly growing bulge in the front of his pants. He let out a loud gasp, one of his hands shooting to my forearm. He almost had a death grip on it.

    I smirked against his skin and then looked up at him through the mirror. His eyes were closed, his mouth slightly open and he was heavily panting as I started to palm him a bit. He groaned softly, attempting to push his hips out into my hand. I tsked him and held him in place with my free hand.

    "I don't think so Jisung."

    He whimpered loudly. I just smiled, moving my hand to his waist band. It was a good thing we normally wore sweats to practice. I dipped my hand past the waist band and grasped him firmly. He let out an extremely needed whimper, but he didn't try to seek any pleasure himself. Good Boy. I stroked him gently, letting the precum that had already escaped him serve as a lubricant to keep my hand gliding along him.

    "Is this what you want from me Jisung?"

    I watched as he nodded his head, his voice barely audible. "Yes, sir."

    I grunted. Everytime he said that... he knew it went straight to my groin. I had to stay strong and teach him a lesson for being bratty. It was going to prove to be extremely difficult if he kept saying the right things to me. Fuck.

    I kept an even pace going along his shaft, his whimpers, moans and pants getting louder and quicker. I could tell he was getting very close. I wrapped one of my arms around his shoulders to hold him against me as I nipped underneath his earlobe, causing his whole body to shudder. Mmm, yes. He was very close. His legs had started to shake a bit.

    "P-permission... to c-cum sir?"

    My god. I almost came myself, completely untouched at the sound of his voice. That was the sexiest thing he had said thus far. Though... he really must have been doing some research... I hadn't even gotten to that point with him yet. Fuck... me. As turned on as I was though, my eyes snapped to his face. I was attempting to make eye contact with him, his face flushed and his breaths quick and uneven as he tried his hardest to keep from cumming.

    "No."

    I ceased all movement and removed my hand from his pants. I even went as far as to let go of him. I took one step back and watched as he stumbled forward a bit. He whipped around and looked at me. His eyes were almost sad, which instantly broke my heart.

    "You... were naughty Jisung. Naughty boys do not get rewarded. This is called orgasm denial. One of my favorite punishments."

    The look on his face was shock at this point. He truly did not expect that to be a punishment from the sounds of it... he likely also really didn't know what it was. Which was 100% my fault, and I kicked myself for it. His eyebrows furrowed as he sank to the floor, pulling his knees to his chest. I furrowed my eyebrows. Was... this too far for him?

    "Jisung? Checking in..."

    "R-red."

    His voice was quiet, I could tell he was on the verge of tears. Fuck... That's what I get for thinking that it would be okay. Goddamit. I knelt down in front of him. He scooted back from me, obviously not wanting me to be near him. I sighed softly and sat next to him. His cries were soft, but full of emotion.

    "Jisung... we need to talk about this."

    "N-no."

    I huffed slightly. I tentatively placed my hand on his back and started to rub circles into it. One of his favorite aftercare affections. He shivered slightly and sighed heavily as he sniffled. He slowly lifted his head and looked at me.

    "That... was really mean Minho."

    His cheeks were tear stained and fresh tears were starting to well up in his eyes. I bit my lip softly. I pulled him closer to me, which surprisingly he complied and crawled into my lap, straddling my thighs. I wrapped my arms around him. Still gently rubbing his back.

    "Is... that going to be a hard limit for you?"

    He nodded. "Yes."

    I sighed. Welp. Back to the drawing board on punishments.

    "You aren't mad at me are you?"

    "Yes."

    I sighed again, fuck. I'm going to have to nurture this one. I pulled back and pushed him back a bit. He looked at me, still sniffling. I leaned in and kissed each of his cheeks softly and then gently pressed a kiss to his lips. He returned it, thankfully. He must not be that mad at me then. I leaned back again looking up at him.

    "I'm sorry Jisung. I guess we need to go over punishments then...that was an oversight
on my part. I won't ever do that to you again. I promise."

    He pouted a bit and then nodded, wrapping his arms around my neck and pulling me in tight for a hug. I smiled softly. Good, he was recovering well. We sat there for a few moments and I rubbed his back gently still. I could almost swear that he was going to fall asleep, and now... I was actually feeling a bit guilty for blue balling him.

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