Surrender Sequel
Title: Surrender (part 2)
Pairing: HanHae
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Bondage
Summary: It had been a mistake. It was a mistake right from the start...
A/N: For darling Tori melodyprower11 because I promised her this!
Donghae looked at the clock on the wall. 4am. He yawned and tried to stretch when he suddenly felt something pulling on his limbs. Shit. The first thing Donghae noticed was the leather that secured his wrists. He pulled on it, tugged hard, but it was useless, it was too secure. He tried wriggling his hand out of the hold of the leather, but it was again fruitless.
Then Donghae looked down at his legs, which were spread wide. Both ankles were tied to the bedposts. This time, it was by something softer, something silkier. He couldn’t see his leg restraints well in the dark but he had a feeling they’re scarves. Same thing, he tugged, and tugged but still, it’s futile. He was surprised something so flimsy could tie so securely, even though Donghae was quite sure the amount of strength he mustered to yank himself free was great enough to tear the soft fabric.
He was musing to himself when he suddenly stopped. Donghae looked down at himself. He was stark naked. That was when the events of the previous night came rushing back to him. He shuddered at the memory of Hangeng pounding hard into him and blushed hotly. Oh, now he remembers why he’s still naked. The taller man must have tied him up when he was still in his deep lazy slumber. That son of a-
The door of his room suddenly opened, earning a quick jerk of his heart, startling the young man. “Well, well, well, what do we have here?” Hangeng shut the door behind him and peered down at Donghae in the dark. The younger man didn’t need light to see that the elder had an arrogant smirk on his handsome face. Damn it. Even in his own thoughts, Donghae couldn’t deny that he was attracted to the taller man. “A fish caught in a net?” Hangeng mocked.
“Shut up, and why are you tying me up like this?” Donghae hissed, earning a chuckle from the other man.
“I’m confused. Do you want me to shut up or tell you why I’m tying you up?”
“Don’t act dumb with me.” Donghae gritted his teeth and spoke harshly. Hangeng narrowed his eyes and moved, leaning near to the other man’s face, he whispered, his breath escaped and ghosted past Donghae’s lips. “I want to make you scream my name when you come for me.” He licked once at the delectable seam and escaped before Donghae could bite his tongue in retaliation.
The taller man laughed. “Ah, I love my man rough.” He set a black bag Donghae hadn’t seen he had carried into the room on the dresser opposite the bed and dug into it.
Donghae could hear his heart pounding in his ear. What exactly was Hangeng planning? He wasn’t sure, but he was sure the current atmosphere in the room was slowly turning him on. Donghae groaned inwardly. Great, now Hangeng would be the sick arrogant bastard to see Donghae hard and aching because of him again.
It was a moment later when Hangeng turned back to him. There was a soft laugh. “Oh, looks like some little fella is demanding a little attention here.” He walked over to Donghae, and the other flushed red at his own arousal, evident to Hangeng’s dark gaze.
Donghae licked his lips when he saw Hangeng holding on to something which he couldn’t really make out in the dark. But there weren’t just one item in his hand, that, he could clearly see. His heart thumped in excitement. Something about him being tied up and spread wide at the legs, vulnerable to Hangeng’s using turned him on more than anything he’d ever experienced.
The taller man sets the items onto the bedside table and sat himself on the edge of the bed. He roves his eyes over Donghae’s body and the other man, even in the dark, could see the visible shift of emotions in those eyes. They travelled over his body hungrily before glazing over with lust as they landed on Donghae’s erection. Donghae felt his cock twitched at the attention and bit his lip in punishment when Hangeng raised his head and a brow at him with a smirk. The smaller man had never had this much impulse to slap a smirk off of anyone’s face before… though he’d rather kiss it off. Ugh, dammit.
Donghae tensed when the other man reaches a hand out, something was in his hand. He flinched when darkness suddenly took over his vision. “What the-“
Even before Donghae could finish sputtering, he felt lips smashing onto his. He tried to turn his head, but Hangeng held his head firm with a hand at his jaw and kissed him with an even greater force. The more Donghae struggled, the harder Hangeng attacked with his lips. The taller man deepened the kiss and continued his assault until Donghae unconsciously lets out a tiny moan.
Hangeng suddenly withdrew and travelled down the length of his neck, biting and sucking as he went. Blindfolded, Donghae could only feel as the other man advanced southwards, his voice caught at the back of his throat. He bit his lip when Hangeng blew on his nipple. Donghae felt the pink nub hardened and nearly groaned in approval when wet heat engulfed it. Hangeng sucked on his nipple, and ceased the wet suction even before Donghae could arch his back and ask for more. The taller man then leaned nearer to his other nipple, sucking it hard into his mouth before releasing again, as quickly as before, earning a frustrated cry from the smaller man.
Hangeng laughed, soft and hollow. “Too noisy.”
Donghae felt Hangeng’s weight lifted a little from the bed before settling back down again. “Open your mouth.” The taller man didn’t wait for the other to comply and shoved something into his mouth. Donghae made a strangled protest and bit down hard on the gag in his mouth in hatred. He growled in response, while the man sitting on the edge of the bed smirked as he stared down at the helpless, tied up, blindfolded, gagged… and painfully aroused man.
Hangeng lifted a finger and lightly trailed it up and down Donghae’s cock, from the base to the swollen head, and back down again. His touch was agonisingly slow and it teased the smaller man almost to a point of frenzy. Donghae resisted the urge to thrust his hips at the sudden touch, not wanting to give even a tiny hint that he’s enjoying the attention the taller man was finally giving to his desire, not wanting the other to know that the light caress was not enough and that he needed more. Donghae could only grip onto the leather that bounded his hands tight.
Suddenly, Hangeng shifted again. The bed springs lifted as he stood. Donghae sucked in a breath and held it as he listened for movement. Silence. He swallowed nervously. He wonders what the elder is really planning. It was several heartbeats later when he could hear little shuffling and clanging noises before a familiar weight dipped into the mattress again.
Donghae jerked violently and clenched his teeth around his gag when stinging cold met his skin. He whimpered and when a chuckle floated to his ears, he wished at least his legs weren’t tied up so that he could easily lift and swing them right into the groin of the other man now lying on the bed next to him.
Hangeng smirked and lies on his side next to the smaller man. He slides the ice cube in his fingers over Donghae’s skin, down his chest, circling the hardened nipples, dipping into the shallow concave of his navel. He grinned sickly as goose pimples followed close behind the trail of the ice. The frosty cube was melting fast from the heat of Donghae’s skin and Hangeng’s fingers, leading a shimmering path. Hangeng leaned forward to catch a strayed trail of liquid from the navel, hot tongue met cool wet skin he closed his eyes at the salty taste of the smaller man and shuddered. Donghae groaned above him.
The taller man reached over the bedside table and Donghae heard a sound, he tensed. He cried out almost an eternity later, voice muffled by the gag when something suddenly prodded his entrance. Hangeng was easing one finger slowly into him. It was slick with lube so there weren’t much discomfort. Making sure that the other had adjusted to his finger, Hangeng started a slow rhythm, moving his finger in and out of the tight entrance. His own erection was tight in the confines of his jeans. It grew harder when Donghae wiggled his hips a little, a silent request for Hangeng to go faster and for more. Hangeng growled. His voice was deep and husky as he hissed into the other’s ear. “Say my name.”
He got up then, and removed every article of clothing on his body. Moving to the bedposts, Hangeng removed the restraints at Donghae’s ankles, and the smaller man recoils his body immediately. Hangeng pulled both legs back down with little effort even with the other struggling and moved atop of him, trapping his movements with his body. He frowned when wet patches suddenly stained the blindfold. The mouth around the gag was quivering. The body underneath his was trembling. Donghae was crying. Hangeng quickly removed both the blindfold and gag to confirm his speculation. He was right, he winced when sobs escaped from Donghae and tears slid down, wetting the hair at his temple.
“I-I don’t know w-what you want from me.”
Hangeng winced when Donghae’s voice broke. He was looking up at the taller man with such helplessness in his eyes. Hangeng wiped the gleaming shadow of liquid gently from Donghae’s face. “I want you to say my name.”
Donghae blinked and didn’t say anything for a moment. Their eyes met in the dark and the smaller man felt his heart lurched. “Hangeng.”
The taller man shook his head gently. He pressed a lingering kiss softly on the other’s forehead and whispered. “Not like this.” He smiled when Donghae whimpered in distress. True, he wants the other to say his name, but this was not the way Hangeng had wanted him to say it. “Don’t worry. You’ll know how to say my name properly. I’ll guide you.”
Donghae would have slumped in defeat if he could. How else would the elder want him to say his name if not the way he did? He’s tired, Donghae doesn’t want to continue this game of theirs anymore. How long more did he have to deny the pleasure? How long more did he have to act as if he didn’t care when he knew how much he loves the other guy?
It had been a mistake. Getting together, living together, everything between them was a mistake right from the start. It was a deal. Their relationship had been a deal. Donghae felt stupid. He was so stupid because he had long ago broken the one and only rule in their game even when he knew he shouldn’t. It had already been made known when everything first started but he let himself fall right into it. Donghae had fallen in love with Hangeng.
He felt his heart constrict, his vision blurred and before he know it, warm hands came up to caress his face for the second time after his blindfold was removed.
“shhh.” Donghae heard the soothing hush from Hangeng. “Don’t cry...” And nothing else mattered when soft lips met his. Donghae gave a muffled moan against the other’s lips and kissed back.
Hangeng could taste the tears in Donghae’s mouth when it opened in invitation. It was a heated kiss, as tongues dueled like headstrong bulls fighting for dominance. Yet, another few heartbeats later, they caressed like lovers, tongue sliding against tongue, rubbing in affection. Hangeng sucked Donghae’s bottom lip and nipped it playfully before licking to soothe the pain. His hands moved over the younger man’s body as though he was trying to memorise every little detail, every specific structure of the bones, and every defined shape of the firm muscles.
“Are you going to fuck me?”
Hangeng’s lips stopped raining kisses and his hands stopped where they were caressing the other’s waist when Donghae suddenly gasped out. He was surprised by his choice of words because the younger man usually hated it when Hangeng uses them.
He drew back and looked down at Donghae. Hangeng swallowed thickly at the sight. The smaller man had his head thrown back, eyes shut, mouth opened slightly and Hangeng knew he was breathing with it. He swallowed thickly as the offer in the other’s voice was evident.
“Yes,” Hangeng muttered. “I’m going to fuck you.” He answered lamely.
Donghae lifted his lids and met the other eye to eye. Determination set in his depths. “Then fuck me. Fuck me hard.” He whispered and Hangeng knew the other meant it.
The taller man quickly reached over to the bedside table and coated his fingers with lube. “Say my name.” He said softly against Donghae’s ear and buries two fingers deep into the other’s tight ass in one swift motion. Donghae arched his back and gasped. His eyes shut tightly at the intense pain with the sudden invasion of Hangeng’s thick fingers.
Hangeng inserts a third finger, giving little time for the other to adjust, stretching Donghae, and wrenched a cry of pain from the smaller man.
Donghae was breathing heavily, chest heaving as Hangeng moved his fingers inside of him. Then, his breath suddenly hitched, his eyes opened wide, and Donghae gave a long moan when wet heat surrounded his enlarged member. Hangeng was taking as much of his length as he could into his mouth and the occasional gagging sound turned Donghae on even more. He groaned when he felt himself thicken and Hangeng could barely contain most of him. Fingers continued their torment as they thrust in and out of Donghae faster.
Wet slurping sounds played at his ears as Hangeng sucked on his cock. Donghae gripped tighter on his restraints and arched his back. He was panting as his pleasure escalates, wounding tighter and tighter, nearly suffocating him, Donghae was near. He lets out a strangled cry when Hangeng suddenly released his cock, the angry head coming out with a pop sound.
Donghae’s frustration was quickly put out when a blunt pressure poised at his prepped entrance. The smaller man bit his bottom lip in anticipation, his heart hammering deafeningly in his ears. He threw his head back when Hangeng drove into him in one movement, burying to the hilt. Donghae couldn’t make any sound as his voice caught at the thick pleasure finally inside of him.
Hangeng grits his teeth, his jaw tight with tension as he stayed still inside of Donghae, waiting for the other man to adjust to his size. Then he slowly moved and groaned when Donghae met his eyes. It was undisguised pleasure conveyed to him and pure white desire licked at him, urging Hangeng to thrust faster and harder. The taller man leaned forward and kissed the man who was staring back at him with heavy lidded lust filled eyes. He swallowed a moan when his hand reached down and wrapped around Donghae’s cock, jerking him as the other’s ass clenched around him.
Donghae thrashed his head back and forth on the pillow his head was cushioned on. Too much. There were too much pleasure, but he needed more. Donghae wants more. He tugged on his restraints, growling against Hangeng’s mouth in impatience. Turning his head to the side, Donghae broke the kiss.
“Let me go.”
Hangeng hadn’t caught what the other said at first.
“Let me go.” The command was louder and firmer this time and Hangeng suddenly stopped at the anger evident in the other’s tone.
“Let me go! Let me go!” Donghae shouted and yanked repeatedly at the leather grip. All thoughts of hot rough sex were banished as the taller man scrambled away and reached up to release the other’s wrists. He cowered back as soon as he had the wrists released but before he could even move completely away, the previously restrained man caught him and reversed their position so that Donghae was now on top of Hangeng.
Hangeng had little time to think before Donghae’s head swooped down and kissed him fervently, raining kisses on his face and neck. He groaned when the smaller man took his cock and aligned himself for entrancing. Donghae was panting in rapid and shallow breaths as he slowly sank down on the other’s length. A soft whimper escaped both men when Hangeng pierced Donghae’s entrance.
The younger man slowly rocked his body, setting the pace, feeling the cock move deeper and deeper until Hangeng was completely inside of him. Donghae looked down at the handsome man beneath him, looking so intensely at him. He knew how much control the other needed right now to stay still like this, so he wiggled his hips once in gratitude and Hangeng moaned.
Reaching a hand up, Donghae skimmed his fingers over Hangeng’s face. Sliding the soft pads from his forehead, down over the bridge of his nose, to linger at the lips where a tongue came out to tentatively meet his index finger. For once, ever since the start of their deal, Donghae smiled. He nuzzled his nose against the other’s chest before sitting up, straddling Hangeng’s hips.
He supported himself with his hands on the taller man’s chest and moved, rising up, and then slammed himself back down. Hangeng whimpered, moved his hips, thrusting up to meet every downward movement.
“Oh god,” Donghae gasped as Hangeng increased his thrusting and the smaller man moved his hips to match the frantic rhythm. He was close. Hangeng was close too as the hands gripping Donghae’s waist clenched tighter. Donghae closed his eyes as pleasure swept over him. “G-geng, oh god, Hangeng-“
“That’s it baby, say my name.” Hangeng jerked Donghae’s cock. He was so close the head of the engorged flesh was purplish, blue veins became visible with the building pressure in the younger man. Hangeng stroked Donghae’s flesh faster as he felt his eyes roll backwards when the other clenched around his flesh.
“Hangeng, Hangeng, I’m going to come.”
“M-me too.” Hangeng licked his lips and thrusts one more time, and then he was there. White sparkles filled his vision and they both tightened up. “Oh god Geng-oh god, oh god, oh god-“ White seed spilled from the gasping and sputtering younger man and covered his hand, painting his stomach, Hangeng arched his body as he released into the other man, filling his inside.
Neither spoke, silence hung thick in the air, both men just contented to lie in each other’s arms with Donghae still straddling Hangeng and Hangeng still inside of Donghae. The only sound in the room was the heavy pants of both men as they caught their breath.
Hangeng lifted his clean hand and softly stroked Donghae’s hair, looking up into the ceiling. “I love you.”
The three quiet words had Donghae rising up and looking down at the other man. Eyes wide, “Hangeng-“
“I know I shouldn’t but…” The taller man blinked, darted his gaze before returning it back to the soft warm chocolate orbs. “I-I love you.”
Donghae couldn’t believe this was happening, Hangeng loved him. “I love you too.” The smaller man blinked away happy tears when Hangeng brought his head down for a kiss. They lingered, and just breathing each other in was enough. Smiling brightly, Donghae snuggled against the other man and despite being worn out, he couldn’t sleep. He just laid there until the breathing above him evened out. Some doubts tugged at the back of his mind though. What if Hangeng changed his mind?
“I love you Hangeng, I really do.”
The other man pulled Donghae tighter against him, his arms possessively around him. Donghae felt a smile at the top of his head. “I love you too.” And he smiled and finally did give in to the lazy fingers of sleep. It didn’t matter anymore if the deal between them had been a mistake, and Donghae wouldn’t know if things would work out for them in future, but he trust that he’d give them a chance, because Hangeng loved him, and he loved Hangeng and that was all he really needed.
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omg what is this adhofhqwojoiadjio Uh... I tried my super ultra best but still... I'm not really happy with this but I promised you this Tori! but I'm really not happy with this. but this is for you! Even though I'm not really liking this... but this is for you! XD *slapped*