To Catch A Hacker || YunSang ||

To Catch a Hacker

When Yunho pulled back to look at him, he couldn’t help but grin. What a perfect jewel he’d managed to catch in his trap. The flush to Yeosang’s skin only added to his beauty. His mint hair, now stuck to his forehead in a few places, drew Yunho in. He removed his fingers from Yeosang’s body and relished in the whimper he received. He stroked his hair back, exposing his forehead.

“Don’t worry, it’s only for a moment.” Yunho spoke against his sweaty skin. Yunho got off the bed and stripped off his pants and underwear. He then slid himself in between Yeosang’s pale legs once more. He ripped open a condom and quickly lubed himself up before he lined up against Yeosang’s dripping hole. He pushed in and groaned at the heat that instantly surrounded his tip.

A sob escaped Yeosang’s lips at the feeling. Yunho was thicker than he expected. He’d worked him open for what felt like hours and even then he wasn’t entirely prepared for the girth of the man’s dick. His sensitive body shuddered at the sensation of a burning stretch.

Yunho gripped Yeosang’s hips and lifted him a little higher before he seated himself in fully. He groaned, throwing his head back. “Perfect. So good for me.” Yunho praised. He choked on his breath when Yeosang squeezed him at the words.

“Do you like that?” Yunho asked. He bent over him, bending Yeosang in half as he did. “You take me so well.”

Yeosang’s tears slipped down the corners of his eyes and rolled to the sheets beneath him. He could barely keep his eyes open as Yunho started to thrust in and out of him. His fingers dug into his hips hard enough to leave bruises. His words came out incoherently each time Yunho managed to go just a tiny bit deeper.

Yeosang tugged and pulled on the cuffs, his natural instinct to want to grab onto the man above him. “Sshogood.” Yeosang managed. His lisp only grew more prominent the more he fell apart.

Yunho clenched his teeth at how tightly Yeosang was squeezing him. He had to focus on not cumming too fast. If Mingi ever asked he would deny it until his dying breath. But just the vision of Yeosang’s fucked out expression with his cock buried deep inside him was enough to make him burst. Where had this absolute work of art been his entire life? Yet for Yunho, he enjoyed the chase. He loved putting in the work to find him and trap him. And now to have him helpless in his grasp. The stuttered moans and weak attempts at calling out his name with each thrust. The way his back would arch and his legs trembled around Yunho’s hips.

The beautiful column of his neck as his head tilted back with a high-pitched moan of pleasure. The bead of sweat that slid down his chest between his pectorals. The glistening tears that fell down his cheeks. Everything about Yeosang was beautiful. Breathtaking. And Yunho couldn’t help but relish in the fact that in that moment, he was all his. Tomorrow they would go back to being rivals for a good payday. But right now, Yeosang was Yunho’s reward and he was going to take him for every second he could. Worship him like the golden treasure he was.

Yeosang’s vision blurred and his body rocked with each thrust. The burning stretch had quickly turned into pleasurable pressure. Yunho shifted his body and slammed back into him, hitting his prostate once again. A pleasured cry punched out of him followed by another sob. Yeosang’s mind and body didn’t know what to focus on. The pressure of fingers on his hips. The slide of Yunho’s cock deep inside him. His clenched his fists digging crescent shapes into his palms.

“Ple-ease…wanna touch…” Yeosang begged. He yanked a couple more times on the cuffs and let out a frustrated cry when they still wouldn’t give.

Yunho couldn’t help but take pity on the man. He pressed himself deep into Yeosang’s body. His hips pressed flush against Yeosang’s ass. He leaned over him, amazed at Yeosang’s flexibility in his hips. He kissed his lips then licked up a trail of his tears, kissing his closed eye.