phichitchu | [closed for brutalappeal] [continuation of tfln]

I-I'm sorry, sir...

[He whines, taking deep breaths and forcing his body to relax, his muscles to fall slack against the mattress where they can, so that he unwinds some of that tightness in his balls. He won't come now, he won't come now--

Seung-Gil shifts and his body's response changes, so Phichit slowly realizes he's got him hitting his prostate every time; taking advantage, he snaps his hips up with an erratic pace, trying to undo his lover.]

Come for me, come for me, [he begs, sweaty and breathless.]

It's alright.

[His voice is smooth, with only a tiny hitch here and there]

You can make it up to me later.

[He lets out a small gasp as Phichit begins to thrust up into him, and he moans.]

That's it, good boy. Fuck me hard.

[He rocks his hips down hard, his cock leaking precum all over Phichit's hard stomach.]

Mmmm~ Close!

[He wishes he could jerk Seung-Gil off, or fondle his balls, or do anything to help him hit that orgasm, but all he has the power to do is ram his hips up over and over, grateful for the physical conditioning that enables him to have the stamina for this.]

Please, please, please! [He begs louder.] Cover me in your cum, wreck me, drench me in you, master.

[It's better that Phichit doesn't. He could cum and stay hard, and then he could fuck Phichit the way he deserves.

He bites his bottom lip as he feels his orgasm rise.]

Good boy, ah, making me cum. Such a good boy-!

[And with a gasp he cums, his seed marking Phichit up. It's not a lot since it was a prostate orgasm, but it's a fair amount.

He smiles, a little lopsided and leans down to kiss Phichit.]

Such a good boy. Give your master a minute and I'll reward you.

[He sighs in relief when Seung-Gil's hot come coats a streak on his torso. He wishes he could taste it, but he couldn't sweep it up with his fingers. So he had to ask. Phichit put on his softest pleading face.]

Thank you, Master. Master, can you please let me suck it from your finger?

[Seung-gil's cock gave a twitch at that. And he smiled down at Phichit.]

God, you're perfect.

[He scooped up some of his cum and held it to Phichit's lips.]

A reward for being so good.

[He pulled himself off of Phichit's cock with a small whimper. But he was just as interested in fucking Phichit now. Maybe for round two he'd get Phichit to fuck him doggie style]

[Phichit hummed appreciatively and took his time suckling the cum from Seung-Gil's fingers thoroughly, laving the appendages with his tongue. When he pulled away, a thin strand of spit connected them, and he made a deep moaning noise.]

I love your treats, Master. They taste so good.

[Yes, he was hamming it up, but he was also hard beyond belief and desperate to please, and he knew that Seung-Gil liked his performances. And Phichit loved performing for him.]

And I always give you the best I have.

[He gets between Phichit's legs and presses his cock against his sub's still slick hole. He pauses to scoop up more of his cum and feed it to his lover before leaning down and kissing him softly, the motion pushing the head of his cock in]

You have permission to cum.

[And then he shifts his hips and slides all the way in]

[His breath hitches with anticipation when Seung-Gil lines himself up with his entrance, and he's almost surprised when the finger is back at his lips, but he suckles dutifully.

Phichit doesn't have time to lave his tongue around Seung-Gil's hand this time, because it's being replaced by his lover's lips, and that's so much better. He gets to push Seung-Gil's taste back into him, to get their tongues twined.

Seung-Gil pushes in, and then breaks the kiss to give another order. He moans, but he can't come right then; there isn't enough simulation on his shaft or his prostate to get him over the edge yet. But his cock does spurt more precum, and he shudders as Seung-Gil fills him right up.]

[It's okay, Seung-Gil wasn't expecting him to cum just yet, and is glad that he doesn't. It means he gets to have fun making Phichit feel good.

He smiles and begins to move, aiming his cock so the head rubs against his lover's prostate.]

Fuck, you feel good. I should fuck your more often, shouldn't I? Would you like that?

[He absolutely whines when Seung-Gil hits that sweet spot, and his hands strain against their restraints, as he wishes he could grab his lover, hold him close as he's fucked.]

Mmmm.. yes, yes, yes yes yes, please, Master, I love your cock. I love taking your cock.

Then I will.

[He picks up his pace, hitting Phichit's sweet spot over and over.]

How many ways should I fuck you?

[Despite how good he's feeling he keeps his voice steady. He trails his hand to Phichit's cock and wraps his hand around it. He rubbed the head with his thumb]

Do you fantasize about it?

E-Every night. [Phichit confesses, writhing and straining against his restraints and panting. He was finally, ridiculously close to coming, and his words were slurred, his pupils blown wide.] Taking me up my ass like this... making me beg for your touch. W-wanna earn it..

[Seung-Gil hummed non-committedly, but he couldn't stop the small smile on his face.]

You do such a good job of earning it.

[He begins to stroke Phichit, wanting him to cum so that his body would convulse around his cock, and bring him to another climax.]

You're being such a good boy, Phichit.

[He cupped Phichit's cheek with his free hand] Such a good boy for me. I really appreciate that. Tell me how you fantasize about me fucking you. Do you want me to fuck you from behind? On your back? Your side?

[Even more breathlessly, with his eyes squeezed shut, Phichit barely manages to answer.]

Be-behind! O-on my knees.... hah, Seung-Gil, shit, I'msoclose...

[His prostate gets hit again in the next thrust, and now that Seung-Gil is stroking him in earnest, it's seconds after his warning that Phichit's body convulses and all of his muscles clench, as he shoots jizz all over himself.]

Good boy. Fuck.

[He moaned, soft and low at the sight of Phichit making a mess of himself. He feels Phichit clamp down on him and he moans again, a bit louder, and filled his lover with his seed.

He tenses his cock giving a few throbs as he comes down from his orgasm.]

Fuck, Phichit. That... that was really good.

[He rubs Phichit's thighs]

Give me a minute, and I'll untie you.

[When his orgasm ends the muscles in his body abruptly relax, sinking him down into the mattress. He feels completely strung out and is honestly unsure how much he'll be able to move even when he is untied. He's panting and gazing up at Seung-Gil.]

Hah. Don't worry, take your time. I'm not going anywhere...

[Seung-Gil laughs softly and carefully pulls out from Phichit. He gives a little whimper when his cock is no longer encased in Phichit's warm body.]

It's not good to be tied up too long.

[He climbs up, kissing Phichit as begins to undo the bindings on his wrists]

Phichit.

[Now out of their dom/sub routine he's more gentle.] You were so good.

[He laughs again, but this time it's more of a tired shudder, as he's obviously exhausted. Phichit kisses Seung-Gil back lazily, sighing in relief when he gets his arms back and rubbing his sore wrists as much as he can to stimulate the blood flow there again.]

Yeah? Good. I had fun, too. And I'm relieved that I don't have to skate tomorrow.

I figured you didn't when you texted me for a booty call.

[He kisses down Phichit's body to his legs and begins to unbind his ankles, kissing where bruises began to form. before climbing back up and claiming Phichit's mouth again, wrapping the other man in his arms.]

Round two after dinner?

[He leans in, lowering his voice to a husky whisper]

I'll fuck you from behind.

[Phichit moaned in relief when his legs were unbound and massaged briefly by Seung-Gil, and the little kisses made him warm and smiley. He kisses him again, enjoying his demanding lips against Phichit's own. When Seung-Gil whispers the low offer in his ear, he shudders.]

That sounds incredible. You want to?

Yeah.

[He pulls Phichit close to him, rubbing his chest]

Though, it occurs to me.

[He smiles, part soft, part sly]

Since we both tend to want to bottom we should invite a third person to bed some time.

Part of me wants to remind you, insistently, that I have no preference when it comes to topping or bottoming. I just want to make you happy. But most of my brain shortcircuited at the promise of a threesome.

[He buries his smile in Seung-Gil's neck.]

Who do you have in mind?

My apologies. I got lost in the moment. You seemed very needy just now.

[He kisses Phichit's hair, smiling teasingly]

I have a few ideas. Emil, Chris, or Leo are my top choices, though I wouldn't say no to Otabek. Or Guang-Hong when he turns eighteen.

Because you make me very needy. Sometimes I need your dick in me. Other times I need my dick in you. [He squeezes Seung-Gil tightly as if to prove his point. Then hums as he mulls this over.]

Oooh... Emil would be really fun! But he seems like he'd like bottoming too, or at least being told what to do. Chris would be fun too, I'm kind of surprised you'd think of him. He seems like the opposite of you, in bed. But... hmmm... I don't know if I could do that to Guang-Hong, he's too... too much like my little brother.

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