First-time BDSM gone wrong (GDYB)
Title: -
Pairing: G-Dragon/Young Bae
Rating: NC-17
A/N: The prompt was "first-time BDSM gone wrong".
Ji Yong writhed frustratedly on the bed, pulling against the leather cuffs around his wrists. Seunghyun and Seung Ri were gone and Dae Sung was with his family; this was their one chance in a million to get freaky in peace and Young Bae was screwing it up. "Hit me for real," he said, glaring up at him.
Young Bae avoided his eyes, looking down instead, and wrapped his hand around Ji Yong's cock as if a handjob was somehow a suitable compensation. "I don't want to hurt you for real."
"We talked about it." And they had. Some dirty talk here and there, and Ji Yong had showed him the leather cuffs once he'd received them. He hadn't thought that Young Bae's "yeah, sure, when we're alone"s had been his way of placating him. "Dammit, Young Bae."
Young Bae kept stroking him. He looked up, though, and squared his jaw, staring at him silently. Ji Yong recognized the look for what it was - Young Bae was bracing himself - and stayed still.
The slap, when it finally came, was so halfhearted it barely stung. Ji Yong was going to lose his erection at this rate. At least his nipples still throbbed slightly from being pinched and bitten, but even that had taken so much coaxing and negotiation that Ji Yong had been too ticked off to fully appreciate it by the time Young Bae had finally done it.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" he snarled, tugging at his restraints again. "You're not even trying! If I wanted to sleep with a fucking girl, I'd--"
Young Bae's eyes narrowed and he raised his hand again. Backhanded, this time, and hard enough for Ji Yong's head to snap to the side. The rush of pain took his breath away and made his cock twitch. He moaned and closed his eyes. "Yeah. Like that."
Young Bae shifted his weight, the rough denim of his jeans rubbing against Ji Yong's cock. Ji Yong held his breath as he waited, half of his face throbbing.
A second later his ears were ringing and his nose was gushing blood - he could feel it trickle down over his lips and down his chin. He arched up and rubbed himself against Young Bae, darting his tongue out to taste the coppery tang of it on his lip.
"Oh shit! I'm sorry! I-- shit," Young Bae repeated under his breath. He never cursed. Ji Yong opened his eyes and watched him scrabble for a tissue from the box on the night stand, his eyes wide and horrified as he pressed it against Ji Yong's nose.
Ji Yong turned his head away. Young Bae barely seemed to notice - he dropped the tissue and reached for one of his leather cuffs. Ji Yong could feel his fingers shake lightly as he undid the two buckles on it.
He closed his eyes again and slid his freed hand down to grasp his own cock.
"Ji Yong, come on--"
"No. Never mind. Just go away." He stroked himself slowly, focusing on the waves of pain still coursing through him.
Young Bae was still for a moment before shifting off him and off the bed. "... Sorry," he said quietly, then padded out of the room.
Pairing: G-Dragon/Young Bae
Rating: NC-17
A/N: The prompt was "first-time BDSM gone wrong".
Ji Yong writhed frustratedly on the bed, pulling against the leather cuffs around his wrists. Seunghyun and Seung Ri were gone and Dae Sung was with his family; this was their one chance in a million to get freaky in peace and Young Bae was screwing it up. "Hit me for real," he said, glaring up at him.
Young Bae avoided his eyes, looking down instead, and wrapped his hand around Ji Yong's cock as if a handjob was somehow a suitable compensation. "I don't want to hurt you for real."
"We talked about it." And they had. Some dirty talk here and there, and Ji Yong had showed him the leather cuffs once he'd received them. He hadn't thought that Young Bae's "yeah, sure, when we're alone"s had been his way of placating him. "Dammit, Young Bae."
Young Bae kept stroking him. He looked up, though, and squared his jaw, staring at him silently. Ji Yong recognized the look for what it was - Young Bae was bracing himself - and stayed still.
The slap, when it finally came, was so halfhearted it barely stung. Ji Yong was going to lose his erection at this rate. At least his nipples still throbbed slightly from being pinched and bitten, but even that had taken so much coaxing and negotiation that Ji Yong had been too ticked off to fully appreciate it by the time Young Bae had finally done it.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" he snarled, tugging at his restraints again. "You're not even trying! If I wanted to sleep with a fucking girl, I'd--"
Young Bae's eyes narrowed and he raised his hand again. Backhanded, this time, and hard enough for Ji Yong's head to snap to the side. The rush of pain took his breath away and made his cock twitch. He moaned and closed his eyes. "Yeah. Like that."
Young Bae shifted his weight, the rough denim of his jeans rubbing against Ji Yong's cock. Ji Yong held his breath as he waited, half of his face throbbing.
A second later his ears were ringing and his nose was gushing blood - he could feel it trickle down over his lips and down his chin. He arched up and rubbed himself against Young Bae, darting his tongue out to taste the coppery tang of it on his lip.
"Oh shit! I'm sorry! I-- shit," Young Bae repeated under his breath. He never cursed. Ji Yong opened his eyes and watched him scrabble for a tissue from the box on the night stand, his eyes wide and horrified as he pressed it against Ji Yong's nose.
Ji Yong turned his head away. Young Bae barely seemed to notice - he dropped the tissue and reached for one of his leather cuffs. Ji Yong could feel his fingers shake lightly as he undid the two buckles on it.
He closed his eyes again and slid his freed hand down to grasp his own cock.
"Ji Yong, come on--"
"No. Never mind. Just go away." He stroked himself slowly, focusing on the waves of pain still coursing through him.
Young Bae was still for a moment before shifting off him and off the bed. "... Sorry," he said quietly, then padded out of the room.