Yoongi was yanked over the threshold, locked in a heated kiss with the stranger.

It was dark in the room, the lights were all off and the stars outside barely provided any illumination.

Yoongi was slammed against the door suddenly, banging it shut with a sound that echoed down the hallway. The strangers body pressed up against his own, strong arms on either side of Yoongi's head, making the boy feel small.

The stranger locked the door, a sound Yoongi heard more than saw, and his heart skipped a beat in anticipation.

They broke apart and Yoongi was too breathless to ask any questions. Nor did he care to- he just wanted to get railed already.

"You wanna take this to the bed, kitten?" The deep voice asked against Yoongi's ear, a tongue tracing the outline of it.

Yoongi shivered and nodded. "Please."

A low chuckle, and then a hand grabbed his own, guiding him across the carpet to the bed.

"You got a name, kitten?" The voice asked as they both settled onto the bed, the stranger hovering over Yoongi.

"I do." Yoongi said proudly, his drunk mind too heavy with arousal to elaborate any further.

The stranger laughed again, fond, and eased Yoongi onto his back. "You're pretty cute, kitten."

Yoongi flushed at the compliment, his dick swelling at the praise. "Yes. Am."

The stranger left the bed, and Yoongi heard him fumbling around in the dresser drawer. While he waited for the stranger to come back, he kicked off his pants and boxers and struggled with getting his tight shirt over his head.

The bed dipped as the stranger came back. "Aw, are you stuck?"

Yoongi whined, trapped behind the fabric, his arms stuck upwards. "Help."

Cool hands grabbed his own, and then the shirt was suddenly sliding past Yoongi's head. It remained around his wrists though, and the stranger tied the sleeves into a knot, binding Yoongi's hands together.

"This okay, kitten?" The deep voice asked.

It was more than okay, it was Yoongi's biggest kink. And now his dick was against his stomach, dribbling precome like a faucet.

"Fuck me," Yoongi whined, tugging on the strangers thin jacket.

A soft kiss to his forehead, and then the stranger pulled back. Yoongi listened in the dark as the stranger got undressed. Yoongi reached his bound hands down, grabbing his cock and pumped it furiously, moaning at the relief and pleasure.

Hands suddenly snatched his own, yanking them away just before Yoongi could climax.

"Ah, ah, ah," the stranger tsk'ed.

Yoongi whined, squirming on the mattress at his ruined orgasm. He tried to yank his hands back, but the stranger was stronger.

"Don't worry kitten, I'll take good care of you. Trust me."

And for some reason (dick), Yoongi did.

Soft lips were pressed against his own, a tongue invading Yoongi's small mouth, and Yoongi let the stranger do whatever he wanted.

"Such a cute little thing," the deep voice moaned, trailing their lips down Yoongi's pale neck, sucking and biting. "My kitten...all for me, aren't you?"

The stranger's front was laying over Yoongi's dick, and Yoongi thrust his hips up, rubbing his cock over the strangers abs.

The stranger chuckled, finally taking his mouth off of Yoongi. "You really want to come, huh?"

"Please!" Yoongi whined, grinding himself against the stranger.

"In due time," the deep voice said, and then the stranger sat back.

Yoongi almost shot upright, until he realized the stranger was just sitting back, squirting lube over his hand instead of leaving.

He settled back down, flipping onto his front. He propped his ass up, arching his back and spreading his legs as his bound hands gripped the headboard for support.

"What a good kitten you are," the deep voice was dripping with arousal and Yoongi shuddered, pleased he had turned him on.

A wet fingertip traced his hole, not entering and Yoongi fidgeted at the teasing.

"Patience, kitten." Was all the boy said, and Yoongi bit down on his lower lip, determined to ride it out and be a good kitten.

The finger kept up its light pressure as it circled Yoongi's rim, while the other hand reached under the boy, the finger and thumb lightly and slowly stroking Yoongi's cock.

Yoongi mewled, his grip tightening on the headboard.

The fingers were in no hurry, lightly touching him in all his most sensitive places, and Yoongi swore the stranger must be the devil himself.

The strong body leaned over him again, surrounding Yoongi with the scent of his cologne.

"What things are green for you, kitten?" The deep voice murmured against Yoongi's shoulder.

It took Yoongi a few deep breaths to understand what the stranger meant.

"Oh, u-uhm, bondage, and choking, I like being called names and made to feel dirty, ah, just use me and throw me aside!" He begged.

The stranger laughed. "My God, you're perfect."

Yoongi preened, nearly coming from all the teasing and praise.

"You look like such a pretty little kitten." The finger finally pushed into him, but after sliding in as far as it could go, it rested there, a heavy and still weight in Yoongi's ass. "All cute and small, dolled up for everyone to see. But not so deep down, you would rather someone come and rip all those pretty clothes off you, huh? Shove you face down, mount you, take you from behind. You just want to be filled with cock and full of strangers come, don't you?"

The stroking on Yoongi's cock got faster and harder, a whole fist being used now instead of just two fingers and Yoongi moaned loudly, pushing his hips back to try and get the finger in his ass to move as well.

"Slutty little kitten, desperate and wet always, aren't you?" The stranger bit Yoongi's ear gently, blowing on the wet mark to make Yoongi shiver.

"Y-yes," Yoongi begged, tears forming from all the stimulation. "Please, please fuck me! I am!"

The stroking continued, and then another finger was pushed in alongside the first, but it also didn't move.

Yoongi whined, squirming as the pleasure mounted. But as good as it felt, he wanted to come on the strangers cock in his ass.

"P-please," Yoongi cried, feeling small as the stranger surrounded him with his strong arms and cologne.

"Hush, kitten," the voice soothed, a third finger nudging its way in as well. "Let daddy use your filthy, wet holes the way he wants. You can come after I've had my fun."

And Yoongi's legs trembled, struggling to not collapse.

The three fingers sat still and heavy in his ass, while the other hand slowly stopped stroking his cock, until they were removed completely. A single finger came up, rubbing teasing circle's against Yoongi's tip, feeling all the leaking precome.

"So wet for me." the deep voice praised. "A perfect little kitten."

And then they left again, ignoring his cock now as the wet fingers teased Yoongi's nipples.

The small boy let out a half moan, half cry as the stranger pinched and rubbed the sensitive buds, his cock straining to come from the zings of pleasure.

Finally, the fingers all left him completely, and Yoongi was about to protest, until he felt something much bigger than three fingers push against his hole.

"You can take it, right kitten?" The voice murmured, slowly pushing in.

Yoongi was determined to, forcing himself to relax and lift his ass up higher as the thick cock kept coming.

He felt so full and heavy, struggling to breathe as the huge cock seemed to push against his lungs.

Finally it stopped, and the stranger waited to let Yoongi adjust to the large intrusion, rubbing his sweaty back as he murmured praise in the dark room.

Yoongi's grip on the headboard was nearly breaking it, but then he looked over his shoulder, giving a nod to the stranger. He wished it wasn't so dark in the room, so that he could see the strangers face.

He bet he was gorgeous.

"Please fuck me." He whimpered.

"Of course, baby." A finger wiped away Yoongi's tear, and then he started moving.

The thrusts were slow at first, as the channel was still tight despite all the lube and prior stretching. But it gradually became looser as Yoongi relaxed more, and then he was pounding into Yoongi's ass.

Yoongi's small mouth dropped open, but no sound came out. The pleasure was overwhelming, stealing all his words and breath away.

The stranger was fucking into him like he was a machine, and the pleasure in Yoongi's pit was growing exponentially.

And when a hand reached down again, grabbing Yoongi's cock to pump it furiously, Yoongi cried out, coming hard and fast.

It splashed against his face, getting into his mouth and he spat it out, feeling it drip down his chin to the sheets below.

But the stranger didn't stop, still continuing his inhuman speed on Yoongi's cock and in his ass.

Yoongi wailed at the overstimulation, body spasming from the unrelenting pleasure.

The stranger didn't answer to Yoongi's cries and broken gasps, just using the small boy for his own pleasure, and that turned Yoongi on.

Despite his powerful orgasm and the overstimulation, Yoongi felt the spark igniting again, growing rapidly, and then he was coming again.

It wasn't as much as the first time, but Yoongi was exhausted, collapsing onto the mattress.

But the stranger still didn't stop.

He removed his hand from Yoongi's cock, using both hands to grab the small boys hips as he raised Yoongi's ass to the position he wanted as he kept fucking into it, slamming his hips against the boys ass. The sound echoed in the dark room, and Yoongi could feel his cheeks turning pink from the abuse.

Yoongi laid there limply, letting the stranger take what he wanted. The strength and confidence of the stranger was mind blowing, and Yoongi felt his cock stir again as the pounding continued.

It took a little longer, but then Yoongi was coming again, untouched.

His cheek on the pillow, mouth slightly open, still tasting his own come, he could only stare at nothing as he was lost in a world of pleasure.

He didn't know how long he was used as a sex toy for, but then suddenly a burst of hot come shot into him and he moaned, coming back to life.

The stranger didn't stop immediately, just slowed down gradually, until he was grinding himself against Yoongi's abused ass. He stayed inside for a few moments to catch his breath, before finally pulling out.

Yoongi's hole gaped at him, slippery with lube, come dribbling out, cheeks a mix of pink and red.

The stranger grinned in satisfaction, sticking two fingers back in, listening to Yoongi's exhausted, pleasure filled moan.

He added a third finger and pumped his hand as fast as he could, determined to wring one more orgasm from the little kitten.

Yoongi moaned louder, overstimulated and empty.

And yet, the pleasure grew again, until he shook through a dry orgasm.

He collapsed to the dirty sheets, too tired to get himself cleaned up. He felt boneless and on the verge of passing out.

The stranger went to the connected bathroom and cleaned himself off, tossing on his clothes. He grabbed a few towels and cleaned up the boy as best as he could. He bunched up the dirty sheets and left them in a pile on the floor, and picked up Yoongi's clothes for him. He decided the boy probably wouldn't want to be walked in on while he was naked, so he spent some time to dress the passed out boy into his clothes.

"Thanks for the fun, kitten." The stranger leaned down, pressing a kiss to the boys sweaty, pale cheek.

And then he was gone.