When he can't control himself

Shinyu × Hanjin — “Say It Again”

Bathroom se nikalte waqt Hanjin ne towel loosely lapet rakha tha. Hair se drops abhi bhi neck se hotay hue chest pe gir rahe the. He looked like a painting—messed up, sore, and absolutely fuckable.

Shinyu usse dekhte hue towel fold kar raha tha, lekin nazar uske torso se hil nahi rahi thi. “Tum jaante ho na, jab tum mujhe aise dekhte ho, toh mujhe khud pe control nahi rehta?”

Hanjin ne aankhon mein tease karte huye kaha, “Main toh kuch nahi kar raha, shinyu hyung.”

Shinyu ka expression change hua—us ek word ne uske andar kuch jala diya.

“shinyu Hyung, huh?” Shinyu dheere se uske paas aaya, gaze intense. “Ab mujhe yaad dila rahe ho key kaun kis ka hai?”

Hanjin ne halka smile diya, lekin peeche hattne laga—jaise jaanta ho ke kya aane wala hai.

Shinyu ne uski wrist pakdi, usse khud ke against kheech liya. “Phir bola. Bolo na, Hanjina.”

Hanjin ne thoda moan kiya, neck tilt kiya, aur whisper kiya, “shinyu Hyung…”

“Louder.”

“Hyung…” uski voice thodi shaky thi, 

Shinyu ne uska towel kheench ke neeche gira diya. Cold air hit his skin, but Shinyu’s warm hands were already there—gripping his waist, sliding down.

Hanjin dar Gaya usse samjh nahi aa Raha tha shinyu aisa react kyun Kar Raha Hain aur is tarike se usse baat kyun Kar Raha hain

“Jab tum mujhe hyung bolte ho na…” Shinyu ne uske ear ke paas se kaha, “Toh mujhe lagta hai tumhe punish karna chahiye.”

Before Hanjin could react, Shinyu ne usse table ke edge pe bend kar diya—firm, controlled. Hanjin ne gasp kiya, dono haath table pe. “W-wait—”

“Too late,” Shinyu ne growl kiya.

shinyu starting eating his nipples 

Usne apne fingers use prep karne ke liye use kiye—tight circles, slow insertion, Hanjin ke moans gradually louder hote gaye. “Shinyu—ah—hyung, it’s—!”hurting

“Shhh,” Shinyu ne kaha, entering him with one deep push.

Hanjin ne table pakad li, knuckles white. “F-fuck, hyung… stop—!” stop 

But Shinyu slow nahi tha. Is baar wo in charge tha. Every thrust was deep, every slap of skin echoing in the room. Hanjin’s voice cracked, “Hyung, please… I can’t—”

“You can. You will.” Shinyu ne uska face pakad ke sideways kiss diya—sloppy, rough.

“Bolo fir se.”

“H-Hyung…”

“Again.”

shinyu“Hyung—ah, shinyu hyung!”

Climax tak dono ka pace wild ho chuka tha—sweat, moans, thudding rhythm. Jab dono released hue, toh Shinyu ne uske shoulder pe bite diya, uska naam moan kiya, aur collapse kar gaya uske upar.

Hanjin ki saans abhi bhi uneven thi. “You’re obsessed.” hyung

Shinyu ne hansi mein jawab diya, “Main tumhare liye  'obsessed hoon.”

 

 

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