Pretty (Yeongyu)

8

He was met with a view which rendered him into utter shock.

There a boy was, half-kneeling on a bed and held up by his hands tied above his head. He was naked, with nothing but the red ropes intertwining around him tightly, first looping around his frail wrists and pulling both his elbows behind his head, then moving downwards to bind his ankle to the ends of his thighs. The colour contrasted with his pale skin so well, also leaving the boy no way to struggle against the bonds.

Yeonjun snapped out of it to walk towards the figure, noticing his futile squirming which only made Yeonjun's lower regions heat up more. Almost as if possessed, Yeonjun moves his hand to feel the boy's thighs, earning a shaky moan as his legs trembled underneath Yeonjun's touch.

Satisfied, Yeonjun moves his focus up, deciding that he wanted to see the boy's face, he lifted up his chin not so gently.

'Beomgyu?!'

The second shock of the day.

Yeonjun let go of the familiar face in panic, moving his hands down and attempting to untie the boy's legs. But as he moved, Beomgyu let out a very erectile-dysfunction curing noise.

Yeonjun halts to a stop once more, inspecting the boy in confusion before noticing the slick leaking down Beomgyu's soft thighs. It visually stunned him as he felt a rush of heat heading towards his dick, in an impulse, he reached down to grab Beomgyu's waist, pulling him over so that the boy was stretched over his lap.

Beomgyu looked backwards at him in shock, and Yeonjun took it all in, the boy's glassy eyes and shades of pink spreading onto his soft skin, his lips parted and producing seductive sounds.

He was practically asking to be fucked.

'Tsk tsk, look at you now.' Yeonjun smirked whilst prodding his fingers at Beomgyu's wetness. The boy jolts up but cannot move away from the torturous pleasure that was Yeonjun's long fingers.

'Hyung, please stop it. QaQ'

However, this time Yeonjun was certainly not going to budge.

He grabbed the boy's waist harshly, probably leaving marks as he positioned himself at Beomgyu's now twitching hole.

And that's when, he opens his eyes.

It takes him a few moments to get adjusted to the brightness, in complete confusion, Yeonjun squints his eyes and tilts his head.

Only to realise, he was currently sitting on the bus, and that it was all a dream, an embarrassing, hormonal wet dream.

To make matters worse, he was so evidently hard right now, his dick standing up proudly against the fabric of his jeans.

Yeonjun looks around frantically to see if anyone had noticed, fortunately, everyone else seemed to be sleeping with some pulling the curtains around them.

Sighing in relief, he reaches to grab his phone.

Only to see Beomgyu, staring at him.

A/N
Someone just put all of my stories into a booklist called "21+" I-

Well they aren't wrong ,,,,

Also, I wanna write a new book but I haven't decided the ship or prompt yet.

So y'all get to choose! (Maybe, depending on my mood :^))

Ship (I only imagine Beomgyu as bottom in txt, the rest r too alpha for my gay ass sorry 😩😩)

Prompt:

-Teacher x Student

-Yandere

-Stuck in dating sim game

-Mafia x even bigger mafia pretending to be student

-Pornstar x intern ;)

-Aidan