To Catch A Hacker || YunSang ||

To Catch a Hacker

“Sorry about that.” Yunho stroked his cheek with the back of his hand. “But you were so good for me, Yeosang. I think you deserve a reward, too.”

Yeosang shuddered at his words. Goosebumps ran up and down his arms and neck. That same heat flared back to life in his stomach at being praised. “What are you— agh…” Yeosang coughed again, the tickle still bothering his throat.

“Sh…. don’t worry. I won’t hurt you.” Yunho’s voice took on a softer tone as his hands roamed down Yeosang’s arms. “Be right back.”

And Yunho was gone again. And he’d left the damned blindfold on. Yeosang let out shaky breaths as he tried to take in his surroundings. The room was quiet except for the hum of electricity around him. A moment later he could hear faint sounds coming from somewhere to his right but wasn’t sure what exactly it was. Yeosang didn’t like not knowing what was going on. He struggled against his bonds once more and grunted when he still couldn’t get them loose.

“Do you do this often?” Yeosang squeaked out. Embarrassed by the way his voice cracked. His cheeks flamed red yet again.

“What, kidnap people?” Yunho called from inside his closet. “All the time!” Shuffling noises followed before the bed dipped next to Yeosang’s right hip. Something was set down near his head. Yunho’s voice dropped in tone. “But none of them find it pleasurable. Not quite like you seem to.” Yunho’s hand moved to cup Yeosang through his pants.

“Ah!” Yeosang gasped in surprise. His entire body jolted at the unexpected touch. He moaned as the man squeezed him just a little then panted when Yunho released him just as suddenly. A tiny whine slipped out.

“What I said still stands, Yeosang.” Yunho fiddled with something that Yeosang couldn’t see.

“W-what?” Yeosang groaned as his hips rolled down against the bed. Trying to recover from his sheer mortification. His face was still burning scarlet.

“If you really don’t want this, you have to tell me.” Yunho watched him. He couldn’t help but imagine all sorts of scenarios with this gorgeous man. When Yunho had set out to capture him, this wasn’t in the cards at all. But he can’t say he wasn’t happy with how things turned out.

Yeosang was quiet for a while. Contemplating what Yunho said. The man seemed so night and day in his comments and reactions. Yet, as he’d said before. He hadn’t hurt Yeosang. Sure he scared him, or startled him. But he hadn’t actually done anything malicious. Yeosang turned his head toward where he’d heard Yunho’s voice coming from. He laid there as he tried to come up with the least embarrassing way of telling him he was okay with it. His lips parted a few times but nothing came out. Finally, out of frustration, a whine escaped his lips.

Yunho laughed at the sound. He leaned over Yeosang, letting the younger realize where he was before he kissed him again. “Mm… you make the prettiest sounds.” Yunho whispered against his lips. “First time?”

“Hardly.” Yeosang panted out then moaned when Yunho kissed him again. This time, those warm hands were trailing down his neck and side. One stopped at his waist and gave him a small squeeze. Yeosang’s abs flexed at the slightly ticklish feeling but he didn’t pull away. That kiss, those lips. This was the reason Yeosang hadn’t run before. For some reason, he found himself wanting to know more. There was only so much a computer could tell you about a person.

“It’s almost a pity I won’t be your first.” Yunho nipped Yeosang’s bottom lip once before he pulled away. “Let’s get you ready then.”

Yunho’s hands worked with practiced speed and released the blindfold from Yeosang’s head. The hacker blinked at the light around him, feeling disoriented by it. Yunho helped him roll onto his side and Yeosang took the chance to partially hide his face in the blanket. Giving himself a chance to get used to change. Yunho untied his hands and Yeosang flexed them a few times as he was pushed back onto his back. He blinked up at Yunho who was staring down at him.