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"Come on, strip." Dongsik purred, pulling at his cufflinks and looking Joowon over. Han Joowon didn't move, just stared at Dongsik some more. Dongsik sighed. "Do I need to undress you myself? If I have to, I will spank you for wasting my time."
Han Joowon swallowed and Dongsik watched his adam's apple with interest. Ah, so that wasn't a no from the little prince. Delightful. But, unfortunately, Dongsik didn't quite have time to discipline Joowon today, as much as he might want to. Han Joowon's father would be back in half an hour and Dongsik's men would start shooting. Not the best situation to be caught spanking Han Kihwan's son in, as pretty as he might look with a red ass and cute eyes full of tears. Dongsik would just have to settle for rutting against the pretty little prince.
"Come here, Joowonie." Dongsik said, crooking his fingers and beckoning Joowon over. Joowon came easily, eyes wide.
Like a lamb to a slaughter.
"Take off your jacket." Dongsik ordered as he placed his cufflinks on the bedside table and started unbuttoning his vest.
Obediently, Joowon did so. He even folded it up nicely, placing it on the overstuffed chair on his side of the bed.
"Good boy," Dongsik praised, loving how the tent in Joowon's pants immediately became more obvious at the praise. "Now, unbutton your shirt."
Joowon's hands immediately went to his collar and he's two buttons in before Dongsik tsked. "Not like that. Slowly. Let me see you unwrap yourself for me."
Joowon flushed so prettily at that but slowed down on the third button.
There's just something so cute about Joowon obeying him so well and revealing himself so completely. Joowon's body is unscarred - despite being the prince of the Han Family, he's never actually seen any action. Dongsik was grateful for that and knew that his own skin told a completely different story. The first time he'd taken Joowon to bed, he'd refused to show any skin, knowing that the pitted bullet wounds and old knife scars weren't a first date kind of reveal - especially when his cute Joowonie didn't know who he was yet. He'd waited until the third time he'd have Joowon underneath him to reveal that little surprise.
Turned out there was no love lost between Joowon and his father, so it all worked out in Dongsik's favor.
Joowon had reached the last button of his dress shirt and it hung off his body only revealing the thinnest sliver of skin.
Dongsik tossed his own vest to the ground, uncaring, as he went around the end of the bed to help Joowon with his clothes. Or, rather, make sure Joowon didn't have time to unbutton the cuffs of his shirt so when Dongsik tugged his shirt off, well, his hands just happened to be caught in the sleeves.
Joowon gave him the most wounded puppy look at that, causing Dongsik to chuckle as he pushed Joowon back on the bed.
"You tell me to undress and then make it impossible for me to do so, Dongsik-ssi." Joowon pouted.
"I did." Dongsik confirmed, running his hands along Joowon's chest. He gave Joowon's nipples a tweak, loving the shudder of Joowon underneath him. Another day, he might have time to play with them some more but they were in a rush. His hand stopped right at the waistband of Joowon's pants.
Joowon bucked up into Dongsik's hand. Absolutely adorable. Dongsik palmed Joowon's dick through the fine material.
"What if I made you come in your pants?" Dongsik asked with a wicked grin. It wouldn't be the first time he had made Joowon come in his clothes, but it would be the first time Joowon came in his own clothes rather than Dongsik's oversized PJs.
"Dongsik-ssi-" Joowon's complaint was cut short by a moan as Dongsik massaged Joowon's dick against the buttery soft silk panties Dongsik knew Joowon was wearing underneath the fine wool suit. He'd asked for photographic proof that Joowonie had worn his gift before he came over and the results were better than expected.
"You'll look so cute." Dongsik said, lips brushing against Joowon's ear as he rutted his own cock between Joowon's thighs. Joowon's answering groan will be fuel for days if they couldn’t meet up for a while. But Dongsik didn’t want to have to clean his own suit out, so he quickly popped the buttons on his trousers and undid his belt.
Dongsik briefly considered using the belt on Joowon - either as a collar or on Joowon's pretty ass, but there simply was not enough time, so he let it fall to the ground with his pants. He didn't bother to wear underwear today - Joowon had made it very clear that he wanted to have sex, not a cute romantic date so there was no real reason to add another layer between the two of them.
"Dongsik-ssi," Joowon audibly whined. "Please."
Of course his brat didn't say what he wanted, just gave Dongsik a forlorn look and expected Dongsik to figure it out.
Aigoo. Joowonie was lucky Dongsik would die for him.
Dongsik pressed forward, making Joowon bend his legs all the way back to his ears so Dongsik could kiss his cute, pouty lips. And because Dongsik knew Joowon liked a little bit of pain with his pleasure, Dongsik bit down on Joowon's bottom lip after a few desperate kisses.
Underneath him, Joowon jerked like a live wire and Dongsik could tease Joowon about being so easy - getting off on nothing but some grinding and a bite, but he was too fond of Joowon to do that.
Instead, Dongsik's fingers groped for the fly of Joowon's obscenely expensive pants. Of course, because the fancier clothes are, the more complicated they are, Joowon's damn pants didn’t have a zipper and instead had a row of buttons. The faceted texture plus the warmth made Dongsik roll his eyes - real diamonds on one's pants just screamed gaudy.
But he managed to get them all open without having to pull away from Joowon at all - something Dongsik was relieved by because he knew just how put out Joowon got when Dongsik had to stop kissing him. Once Dongsik had navigated Joowon's fly, he was able to slip his cock right in.
Joowon's spent cock was still warm to the touch and the silk underwear made the friction bearable. Unlike his cute Joowonie, Dongsik didn't appreciate too much pain in his sex.
"Dongsik-ssi," Joowon panted against Dongsik's lips, hips still trying to twitch so he could rut against Dongsik. So cute.
"Shhh," Dongsik said, pressing his lips down into Joowon's again. "I got you. Let Daddy help with that mess you've made, hmm?"
The answering, blissed out groan from Joowon combined with the warmth of Joowon's own cock and the glide of the silk had Dongsik coming in no time. He rolled his hips a few times, just to feel the slick glide of his cock against Joowon's.
Then he pulled out and stepped back to admire his work.
Joowon looked wrecked. Lips swollen from kisses and bites, eyes glassy from pleasure, hands pinned underneath him, legs still open and ankles near his ears as though offering his ass up. There was probably no saving the now come soaked pants - the red silk panties Joowon had been wearing were definitely more white then not.
"Cute," Dongsik praised, leaning forward to button Joowon's pants back up. It got his fingers a little wet with come, but Joowon eagerly licked them clean for him. In thanks, Dongsik petted his hair but he couldn't stay long for post-coital cuddling, as much as he might want to. One day, Han Kihwan would be dead - either by his hand or by Joowon's hand and then, he could keep Joowon in bed for as long as either of them wanted. Hell, if Joowon never wanted to leave the house after they took care of Han Kihwan, Dongsik would be fine with that.
Dongsik knew he was gone for Joowon and it should have worried him, knowing that was the case but it just made him feel fond. Who, in his shoes, wouldn't love Joowon? With his neat little habits and need to touch Dongsik all the time. Maybe with others, Joowon acted differently but frankly, Dongsik didn't care about others. When Joowon was involved, it was just the two of them in their own little world.
But their time for now was drawing to a close so he captured Joowon's lips in another sweet, lingering kiss as he gathered his clothes from where they'd been dropped. Since he left all the mess in Joowon's pants, there wasn't much clean-up to do and he was out with three minutes to spare.
Dongsik watched Joowon's apartment shrink behind the limousine and promised that next time, he wouldn't be leaving Joowon to the mercy of Han Kihwan. Not that the man would hurt Joowon - not even for smelling like he'd just been fucked and looking it too - Han Kihwan knew he only managed to maintain control of the Han Family because they were loyal to the blood that ran through Joowon's veins. Try as he might, Han Kihwan couldn't change that unless he wanted to weaken the family significantly.
If Joowon and Dongsik's plans came to fruition - well - Han Kihwan would be left making a choice between a rock and a hard place and both choices would destroy him. One destruction would be at Joowon's hands and the other at Dongsik's. Kihwan really shouldn't have left his precious prince where Dongsik could dig his teeth into him.