I looked at Seo-Jun’s bruised wrist.
His wrist wouldn’t be that bruised if he had stayed still but it looked like he had been fighting to free himself, just so he could grab my head and do whatever he wanted.
It was a good idea to use the belt, but now he was hurt.
Seo-Jun noticed staring at his wrist and asked,
"Are you feeling sorry for ?"
I didn’t answer.
It was clear he was going to use it to tease again.
Seo-Jun grinned and leaned closer, reaching for my face and swiping my lips with his thumb.
"Don’t you feel sore?" He asked and I gulped.
"Yeah," I said. "It’s a little sore but it’s not sothing I can’t handle."
"Then what about down there?" He asked, reaching for my pants but to his surprise, I wasn’t hard.
He blinked, confused, and then looked up at .
"Is it broken?" His sudden question made laugh. "Why aren’t you hard after all that?"
"Well, I was," I said, tilting my head and gazing at him softly. "But it got soft when I thought it would be better to get ice cream while on our way back. I want strawberries too, and a banana."
Seo-Jun looked at as I listed the things I was craving for and also laughed.
"So that’s why you got soft."
I didn’t think about it before, but thinking about food lets forget my arousal for a bit. Thanks to that, Seo-Jun won’t get his chance to tease .
I had my fill of the fun anyway.
"Then, let’s do that," he said, sitting back, spreading his legs as if he wanted to do it again.
His cock was still hanging out, and though it was limp right now, it still looked like a dangerous weapon.
"Let’s go get so treats."
"Say that after you keep your junk back in your pants," I said, cleaning up the rest of the sen on my shirt when he pulled my chin to force my gaze on his.
"And who was it that so delightfully took it out and had fun sucking on it like it was candy?" He asked, and I gulped, forcing a smile.
Sure, I did that, but that, that... He looked it too, didn’t he?
I sighed.
"Fine, fine, I’ll put it back but don’t you dare get hard now," I said.
But he teasingly chuckled and said,
"I can’t control that."
"Well, if you do, I’ll leave you to take care of it on your own."
"Your hands can work wonders, you know." He said. "Just having you touch gets high."
"Then put it back in your pants with your own hands," I said but he didn’t listen. He gazed at , smirked, and curled his lips even more.
"Nope!"
It was as if he wanted to get hard. Well, it’s no longer my concern.
I already played with him as much as I wanted. If he got hard again, then he would have to jerk off till he was satisfied.
But as I placed his cock back in his pants, he did not get hard. It was then that I recalled Seo-Jun having excellent control over his erections.
He only got hard when he wanted to. Or, when he was too aroused and couldn’t take it anymore.
So all that teasing about getting him hard if I touched him was just to make feel antsy.
Realizing this, I punched his shoulder.
"Oh my, that hurt."
"Yes, yes, the punch from my fragile arms hurt so much you could need a cast, right?" I asked, glaring at him and he laughed.
"You read my mind." He said and I rolled my eyes.
"You’re so childish."
"Co on," he inched closer, pressing his head on mine. "You like my childish side." He said and I blushed.
Do I?
I don’t know. I don’t want to inflate his ego right now.
"It’s because I’d prefer your childish side to your sexual side," I said and he laughed, pressing even closer.
"You sure about that?"
I turned, eting his eyes.
He held that amused spark that I knew too well. He was happy, even when he tried not to show it and tried to tease instead.
Did he like what I did for him that much?
I rested my head back on his, saying no word and just gazing out the window.
I opened my mouth to speak but then paused, switching what I wanted to say right away,
"I sll like sen," I mumbled and Seo-Jun, who did not know where they ca from, decided to play along.
He sniffed and said,
"No, that’s not the sll of sen. It’s the sll of affection." He said and grinned. "You sll like all over."
Yeah, the others are going to be jealous and I bet he’s going to enjoy every mont of it.
We got the snacks I was craving and then went on our way.
The mont I ca down from the car, I saw Min-Cheol, who wanted to hurry into my arms, but as he got near, he caught a harsh scent of Seo-Jun’s Pheromones all over .
He paused, glanced at Seo-Jun, who waved knowingly at him, and then noticed the mark around his wrists.
What was that?
He wasn’t dumb, so he knew how to put two and two together.
We had a great ti and yet Seo-Jun, who was the sadist, just happened to be the one with his wrists bruised like he had been bound for a while.
This lit a fire in him.
I think it was a competitive fire, because he didn’t want to lose out on this play.
He placed his hands on my shoulders, gazed deeply into my eyes and I saw the longing in his.
I’d say he missed even though I hadn’t even been gone a whole day.
His eyes glinted, not in excitent, but in sothing... I don’t know, submissive?
It was hard to get a clear ssage, but as soon as he said the words he did, I got the ssage loud and clear.
"Hyung, I want to be tad too." He said, and I flinched; even Seo-Jun paused on his tracks.
What?
"What was that?"
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