forbidden flame
Title: Forbidden Flame (Part 4)
Pairing: HanHae
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Donghae was just a plaything who was bought to please. And it's not even fun when he falls for the one who paid to keep him, who also vowed never to love.
“Hangeng ssi!“
The young heir turned to the source of the voice-distaste instantly flooding over him. He kept the stern and indifferent look on his face when facing the other person.
“Donghae ssi-“
“-has been sent back home by me.” Hangeng replied coldly, staring right into the other’s eyes.
The other person looked slightly surprised but the expression soon turned into something near to a scowl. “You did that on purpose didn’t you?” It sounded more like an accusation than a question which carried much more meaning than the words themselves.
Taking an impatient breath in and crossing his arms over his chest, “So, I did.
It was the second time since they met, when a thick intense atmosphere surrounded them both again. And strangely, it’s always due to the same reason, the same person. However, it was the other who spoke first this time round. He smirked, “You do have this little knowledge of knowing that I can make my father pull out of this pathetic partnership with just a word, don’t you?”
“I do.” Hangeng answered mockingly with a quirk at the corner of his lips.
The other man widened his eyes at the blunt response. “What?”
Hangeng laughed airily as he stepped closer. His eyes narrowed in precision as he kept the small smile on his face. “Let me get this straight,” He started confidently. “I don’t care who you are, where you come from, or what your father can do. All of that, I’m not interested.” He moved his face closer to the other man before continuing. “I just know that my father handed me an assignment where I thought I’d be working with a partner who’s serious about the investment, but here I am stuck with a good-for-nothing rascal who seemed to only have his mind on MY possession.” Hangeng lifted a perfect brow as satisfaction washed over him when he saw shock and horror fleeted past the other’s face.
“W- what?” He stared with mouth gaping, unable to believe that someone had actually just spoken in that manner to him.
“Go home and cry to your father if you want to. Withdraw from this investment for all I care. Do whatever you want,” Hangeng grabbed the man’s collar as he hauled him a little off his feet. The other man, tiptoeing now, gave a little squeak as he covered Hangeng’s hands around his shirt. “-But keep your hands off my property.” The young heir threatened with a growl and something dangerous sparked in his eyes.
The poor man, now too lost for words, could only gasp in reply. “Your father will hate you for this. My dad will pull out of-“
Hangeng shook the man as his hands still grabbed his collar. “Did you not hear what I just said?” He brought his face right up to the front of the other’s. The two men now have their foreheads plastered together. “I-am-NOT interested-in what you OR your father can do. Just leave me with things that belong to me, and leave.”
The man in his hands grew so angry- he shook with frustration and scowled at the audacity of the young heir. He threw his hands off before he spat out. “You will regret this. Your father will hate you, and oh, do remember this Hangeng,” He snarled in disgust. “YOU just caused your father to lose this multi billion dollar partnership.” He laughed sickly and Hangeng decided he really hated the sound. “You’ll regret this even before you go home to that little pet of yours.” He finished and turned away, shoving people out of his way as he stormed out of the vicinity.
Hangeng stared after the back of his ex partner until he disappeared out of sight. Planting his hands into both his pockets, he smirked before turning back into his office.
***
I’ll send you home now, we can continue with this at night.”
There was something in that tone that tells Donghae to expect more than just a simple talk. He had never seen Hangeng get overwhelmed with such emotions before. The anger that twisted that charming face into something so unfamiliar, the storm in those eyes as he looked at Donghae as if he was battling with something within him. And then there was that familiar dark look from the young heir that always sends shivers down Donghae’s spine-creating tingling warmth that spirals down throughout his body, reminding the younger man of how vulnerable he can be around Hangeng.
He jumped a little when the door of the room opened. He gulped as he watched Hangeng moved soundlessly across the room to remove his shirt and tie. Donghae stiffened when the elder suddenly stopped and turned to look into the mirror over the dressing table, at his reflection. He clenched his hands onto the sheets underneath him, gaining temporary confidence to look the other in the eyes.
Hangeng blinked a few times, expressionless, and then he started walking towards the bed Donghae was sitting on. “So,” He tucked his hands into the pockets of the pants he still wore. “You had fun talking to the guy this morning?”
Donghae looked up as Hangeng approached him. The man was intimidating with his hands in his pockets, standing over him, and half naked- his firm muscles heightening the fear that already gripped the young man. “H-He looked nice.” Donghae looked down at his lap and whispered meekly. His hands still gripped onto the sheets.
“Ah!”
Donghae looked up wide eyed at the man hovering above him. Hands trapped his head so that he cannot avert his gaze. His legs were bent on one knee and the other just lay limply on the bed. Hangeng was on all fours between the younger’s legs and he leaned forward to brush his lips back and forth on Donghae’s jaw. “Tell me, how many times do I have to remind you that you’re mine?”
The younger man gasped when he felt hot suction at his pulse. He shut his eyes when hands started removing his clothes. There was nothing gentle about the way the other acted as fabrics were yanked from his body. Heart beats later, Donghae was shuddering with pleasure as Hangeng licked a path down his chest. He then became a pile of moaning mess when the other began licking the head of his cock.
“Hangeng…“
“You’re mine from the day I bought you.” The elder growled into Donghae’s ear, sending shivers down his spine. “-and it’ll stay that way unless I say otherwise.”
Hangeng flipped Donghae over earning a whimper from the other-but a long moan escaped even before he could question the elder’s action. “Nhuh…” He left his mouth hanging open, his face buried into the sheets as the other thrust into him from behind-drool slid down from the corner of his lips down to his chin. Too fast, it was too fast Donghae couldn’t find the right time to breathe. So good, it feels so good. “AH!” He clenched around Hangeng when the elder found his sensitive spot.
Hangeng smirked when he heard the desperate cry wrenched from Donghae’s lips. The sudden tightening of the ring muscles around his cock made him growl out low and guttural. He bent his body forward so that he could lick the sweat that covered the younger’s back.
“Geng- ah-“
Donghae cried out when the other thrust faster and harder into him, hitting him repeatedly on his prostate. He was gripping the sheets so tightly he fears he would rip the silky fabric. Donghae’s hips hurt-the other was grabbing him too tightly but he doesn’t care anyway-he was riding the waves of ecstasy.
Sticky heat filled his hole and his own spilled onto the silk beneath him. Donghae felt exhausted, but it wasn’t enough. “Geng…” He stopped the other man when he wanted to pull out. “Don’t-don’t leave yet.” He made a little sound of protest when Hangeng pulled out almost too quickly even after his plea.
Hangeng smirked as he flipped Donghae onto his back again. He plunged right back into the other’s still dripping hole and Donghae gave out a long high-pitched moan. “You can never get enough of me huh?”
The younger felt pleasure spread through his body as Hangeng lifted his hips so that only his back touched the bed, as he thrust deeply into him. Thoughts ran though his mind and elevated his senses as he felt bliss coursing through his very core, making his heart ache with love for the man thrusting so deeply into him.
His hands… are so gentle when they hold me.
“Hah-“ Donghae’s climax was reaching.
He’d never even hurt me before. Not even once.
“Hangeng!” The younger man cried out when Hangeng released into his hole the second time.
Why did I notice this until now?
Hangeng leaned down to take Donghae’s cock into his mouth. Sucking and moving up and down the hard pulsating length. It was so full the angry purple head was throbbing at the back of his throat. Donghae gritted his teeth, “UGH!” He released deep into Hangeng’s throat, the elder trying desperately to swallow everything.
If I were to be loved by this man…
Donghae collapsed deep into the mattress as he lay spent with Hangeng resting on top of him. He hugged his arms around the man, who was soon emitting soft snoring sounds. The younger man smiled.
How happy will I be?
To Be Continued--