(This is a smut&bdsm chapter. Skip, if you don't like that<3)

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The tightness of the leather collar closing around his neck sends a wild, intense rush through Yeosang's body, which only intensifies by the ravenous look in Lucas' dark-brown eyes. The look, which tells Yeosang that if he had even the slightest plan of getting any rest tonight, he should just forget about it already.

Lucas pulls him into an instantly deep kiss, putting the leash onto the small silver ring at the front of the collar, while practically shoving his tongue into Yeosang's mouth.

"You're so fucking sexy, baby. I just can't get enough of you," Lucas mumbles between their wet kisses, one hand with a firm grip around the leash and the other one slipping underneath the white bathrobe, making playful circles around Yeosang's hardening nipple. "Down."

With the deep voice running through his ears, and a rough tug in the collar, Yeosang obeys right away. Although he wants nothing more than to close his lips around the big, hard cock which is being revealed in front of him, he knows Lucas wants to show his dominance. So he patiently waits.

An anticipating gasp rolls over Yeosang's hungry lips when Lucas' hand grabs him around his jaw in a firm grip. The taller lets his thumb stroke Yeosang's lower lip with a rough move, pushing his fingertip into the younger's mouth, forcing it to open up for him.

"Oh, you want this, baby?" Lucas smirks, brushing the head of his hard erection against Yeosang's lips, finally letting the younger taste him.

As arousal has taken over his body and mind, Yeosang briefly forgets how Lucas hates it when his questions are left unanswered. A sudden, rough tug pulls Yeosang away again, and he looks up at Lucas who is glaring at him with dark eyes.

"Answer me."

A sharp pain spreads across Yeosang's face when Lucas' big hand hits him. The leash in Lucas' other hand, has been loosened just enough for Yeosang roll onto the floor in surprise. The burning pain rushes from his face and into every part of his body.

And he loves it.

"I said, answer me," Lucas repeats, as he yanks Yeosang back up onto his knees.

Yeosang parts his lips to speak, but isn't given even the slightest chance to do so, before his mouth is being filled out with his boyfriend's hard member. Lucas exhales into a long moan as he forces himself further inside, his fingers tangling into Yeosang's hair, holding his head in place.

Only a few minutes later, Yeosang's jaw is already hurting from being held open, as he pleasures Lucas with his mouth and tongue. Despite the endless amount of times they've had sex by now, Yeosang still finds himself overwhelmed over the size, and he both fears and excitedly anticipates the pain he will feel later on. The thought alone causes his own erection to twitch between his legs.

"That feels so good, baby," Lucas mumbles between heavy breaths, his one hand fisted in Yeosang's hair and the other holding the leash in such a short line, making it is impossible for Yeosang to move away, even if he wanted to.

A few gagging noises are held captured in Yeosang's throat when Lucas' cock continuously hits his uvula. Small tears are decorating Yeosang's lower eyelids as he looks up with sparkling eyes, and his head is spinning from not being able to breathe properly. Everything is just the way he wants it to be. 

Soon feeling as if he's just about to faint, Yeosang briefly pinches his eyes closed, letting the tears run down his warm cheeks. At the same time, he feels disappointed that he still can't seem to take all of Lucas' cock into his mouth and down his throat, although the older does his best to help him along the way. The pace has gradually increased, getting more violent and the feeling of being face fucked so roughly is triggering a euphoric rush to storm through his body.

"No one but you, can look that innocent, with their mouth full of cock," Lucas smirks with one last, deep thrust before pulling out of Yeosang's mouth, leaving saliva dripping down his chin.

A tug in the leash signals Yeosang to get up, and he slowly rises from his sore knees while trying to catch his breath. As he gets up, he feels Lucas' hands against his skin, dragging the bathrobe off him and leaving him standing all naked.

"Don't worry, I have something that'll keep you warm," a playful grin flashes over Lucas' face, "hands behind your back."

The leash has soon been removed from the collar and tied around Yeosang's wrists, so tightly it almost hurts. 

While attacking Yeosang's lips with his own, Lucas pushes him towards the large couch. Yeosang's body is craving to be touched, and the look in Lucas' eyes aren't making things any easier. Lying with his back against the soft couch, Yeosang whimpers and moves his body around as Lucas sits down over him, sucking and kissing his neck.

"So impatient," Lucas smirks, shoving two fingers into Yeosang's mouth, forcing him to suck them wet.

"P-please..." Yeosang whines, arches his body when the two fingers have left his lips again, now teasingly stroking down his chest.

Yeosang closes his eyes, letting himself wallow in the way Lucas touches him. His legs are soon being pushed apart and the wet fingers are drawing spirals on his inner thighs. Several deep moans roll over his lips the closer Lucas gets to touching him right where he wants it.

Without a warning Lucas forces the first finger inside. Yeosang swallows a painful moan as it happens, his body shifting around by itself from the pain of Lucas starting to finger him. The first finger has soon become dry, and it burns every time it's being pushed inside.

"A-ah... H-hurts..." Yeosang whimpers with tears in his eyes. He looks at Lucas through his blurry vision, the older looking back at him with a smirk before moving his finger around inside faster, harder.

"Alright, can't have you being ripped apart before I get to actually fuck you," Lucas then says, leaning down over Yeosang to grab a bottle of lube he has prepared on the table next to the couch.

Yeosang's eyes are held captured by Lucas who is hovering above him, the dark brown eyes sending shivers down Yeosang's back as a second finger is pressed inside of him. He bites his lower lip, soon completely lost in the amazing, overwhelming feeling of pleasure blending together with the pain.

As Lucas moves around on the couch, getting positioned on his knees between Yeosang's legs, Yeosang catches himself feeling nervous about what is going to happen next. His lower body is being pulled up just slightly, each of his legs resting on Lucas' well-trained thighs.

"Oh... G-god..." a weak whine escapes Yeosang's lips, as Lucas starts to push his cock inside. The head alone already feels like way too much, and Yeosang throws his head back onto the couch as he is being stretched out even further.

The pain is burning through him, leaving him panting heavily with tears clinging onto his eyelashes. Suddenly, he feels how Lucas pulls him up by the leather collar, but with his arms tied behind his back, the position he ends up in, halfway sitting - halfway lying down, is uncomfortable and exhausting to his already sore body.

"You need to stop fucking whining," Lucas breathes against Yeosang's face, pushing his member deeper inside. His index finger hooked around the collar, tugging it with rough movements - causing Yeosang to almost choke on several moans.

As Lucas starts moving faster, Yeosang can't keep silent anymore. For each and every deep thrust, Yeosang lets out a loud moan. His cheeks are warm and his body trembling from the intense pleasure.

When he once more feels how Lucas leans in over him, to grab something from the table, Yeosang isn't sure what to expect next. But as it happens, he isn't surprised at all.

Lucas puts his hand over Yeosang's mouth, firmly to make sure no suffering screams will be escaping. Still thrusting hard into Yeosang's tender hole, he smirks in the warm glow of the candle he has picked up from the table.

Yeosang's body twitches as the first drops of the burning hot candle wax hit his skin, spreading across his body as flower petals. His muffled scream is kept inside from the hand pressing against his lips.

"Mmh, you like that, baby?" Lucas asks, his voice even deeper than usual, "you're such a little slut for my dick, aren't you?"

Lucas removes his hand from Yeosang's mouth, but Yeosang is too distracted by the feeling of Lucas so deep inside of him, to even answer. The sudden feeling of the hot wax being poured down in a circle around his left nipple, causes Yeosang to let go of a agonizing scream. But the pain just adds to the amazing feeling, of Lucas having complete control over what is happening. And Yeosang having none at all.

"Aren't you?" Lucas repeats.

"Y-yes..." Yeosang softly whimpers.

"Then let me hear you say it!"

"I-I'm a slut for your dick. P-please... I-I want more..."

His pleads are heard right away, and while being fucked so mindlessly rough into the couch cushions, his skin is decorated everywhere with hot candle wax. Each drop causing a lewd moan to roll over his trembling lips.

Lucas suddenly pulls out to flip Yeosang to lie on his stomach instead, lower body pulled up to get pounded hard into once again, while the air in the hotel suite has become almost unbearably hot.

When Yeosang feels Lucas' fingers around his own throbbing member, he closes his eyes and just lets his body feel everything that is being done to it. Words can't describe how much he loves the way his boyfriend fucks him. He loves the way Lucas can control him, make him beg for it. Sex has never been soft with him, not even once.

"Come for me," Lucas demands behind him, and Yeosang can't hold back any longer.

He shoves his face into the cushion underneath it, drowning out the wild moan of him coming in Lucas' hand and onto the couch. From the way Lucas is moving and panting, it seems like he is getting close as well.

Just as Yeosang thinks the older is going to finish inside of him, he pulls out and flips Yeosang to lie on his back again. Lucas practically rips the condom off and throws it on the floor, his long fingers tightly wrapped around his hard cock as he pumps it, staring deeply into Yeosang's eyes as he drags him up by the collar.

Yeosang is well aware what this certain look his boyfriend is giving him means. His lips embrace the member in front of him, and he swirls his tongue around it, not caring about the bitter taste from the condom at all. Lucas lets go of a loud groan before his fingers tangle into Yeosang's hair once more, forcing himself down Yeosang's throat just as he climaxes.

The warm sperm squirts out, runs down inside Yeosang's throat, and he feels like he is going to choke on it. Lucas gives a couple of last, struggling thrusts before pulling out, finally giving Yeosang a chance to breathe again.

Their lips meet, Lucas not caring about having to taste himself inside Yeosang's mouth as he shoves his tongue inside. While their lips are locked onto each other's, Lucas wraps his arms around Yeosang to untie him.

"I still remember the first time I felt your lips around me, and I knew you were the one," Lucas whispers against Yeosang's lips, his voice starting to soften up again.

"Always been quite the romantic, haven't you?" Yeosang chuckles, licking his wet lips while letting his exhausted body fall onto the couch.

"Only for you, my love," Lucas grins, reaching his hand out towards Yeosang, "don't get too comfortable though. We're not done yet. Let's move this to the bed, shall we?"

Yeosang looks at him while flicking the dried pieces wax off his skin, revealing the red marks it has left underneath. He had been a fool to think he was exhausted when they got to the hotel. The way is body is feeling now is a hundred times worse. But at the same time he can't help but get lured in by the seductive look in his boyfriend's dark eyes.

"Okay, let's go then," Yeosang replies, taking Lucas' hand and following him to the bedroom.