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Nam-gyu lays in bed, tossing and turning every second, but nothing's happening.
He can't sleep.
Not with this fear, this sense that he's gonna die. He's terrified and feels...normal.
He's scared of dying while played children's games. Typical.
He thinks back on his day; he woke up feeling scared, like anyone would, but he shielded it by his tough persona. He always does that. Things only went downhill after he found a five other people to team up with. They watched the first group go, cheering when neccessary, but it only made Nam-gyu feel worse. His hands were shaking horribly and his heart was in his throat.
Earlier that morning he saw Thanos, god bless him, take some sort of pill. A pill...
A pill!
Nam-gyu needs a pill. Now.
Body trembling, Nam-gyu sits up, letting his eyes adjust for a second before crawling towards the ladder. He peeks under for a minute, making sure no one's there to attack him.
Nam-gyu runs a hand through his hair before turning around, stepping on the first step of the ladder and making his descent. About halfway there, he sees Thanos's sleeping form. His heart lurches in his chest, more nerves taking over.
He plants one foot on the floor, then another, before shyly shuffling his way closer to Thanos. He taps the rapper's shoulder once and he doesn't stir. He tries again. Nothing.
Nam-gyu swears under his breath. Thanos will probably freak the fuck out if he gets pushed awake, alerting other players and probably panicking them. So he resorts to whispering, "Hyung." Over and over. But nothing. He's dead asleep.
With a sigh, Nam-gyu takes matters into his own hands.
He'll steal a pill. Great plan!
He gently pushes Thanos so he's splayed on his back, one arm draped over his stomach. Nam-gyu tentatively reaches for the zipper, unzipping his jacket slowly as to not make any loud noise. Thanos's breath catches in his throat and Nam-gyu pauses, heart pounding, but he doesn't seem to wake up.
Nam-gyu continues unzipping until he sees it. The cross pendant. With just one snap open, he could-
"Nam-su?"
Nam-gyu freezes. A hand is gripping his wrist.
"Nam-su? What are you doing?"
Fuck, fuck, fuck. I'm cooked.
Nam-gyu holds his breath before shakily turning his head. His cheeks feel so hot.
He looks down at Thanos who is looking up at him, not with malice or anger, but confusion. Nam-gyu parts his lips but no words come out. God, this is so humiliating. Thanos is gonna think he's a fucking weirdo. Unzipping his jacket and touching his chest and shit.
Thanos smirks. Welp, this is it. Nam-gyu's life is over. "What're you doing, my boy?" His voice has the same confusing tone, but with more of a teasing lilt. Nam-gyu's cheeks get impossibly hotter.
Still unmoving, Nam-gyu stammers. "Uh-uh...I w- uh..." Nam-gyu blinks harshly and shakes his head, trying to will his lips to stop trembling. He exhales shakily before continuing. "I just...I wanted...a pill." Brief silence. For emphasis, Nam-gyu adds, "Ya know?" He immediately cringes after, snapping his eyes shut when he hears Thanos chuckle, a low, deep, scary sound.
"You want one that bad? That you'd steal? Commit a crime, Nam-su?" Thanos's hold on Nam-gyu's wrist suddenly tightens, his knuckles turning white against the teal fabric. Nam-gyu tries to shift his hands to pull the sleeves over his fingers, but Thanos's grip is too tight. Nam-gyu looks down and suddenly he's really aware of the size difference in their hands. Thanos's fingers thick and tattooed, Nam-gyu's fingers slim with just rings.
"I-I guess..." Nam-gyu mumbles, still looking at Thanos's...rather large hand. "I mean- I mean I didn't think you'd...mind."
Thanos chuckles again and Nam-gyu feels like his face is gonna explode. "You thought I wouldn't mind? You're stealing my stuff, Nam-su, of course I mind." Thanos cocks his head, looking at Nam-gyu with faux-curiousity.
Nam-gyu curses under his breath. He should've expected this. He can't get a fix that easily. What was he thinking? "It's Nam-gyu." Is all he says, trying to back away.
Oh shit- a rough yet familiar hand grabs the back of Nam-gyu's neck, preventing him from moving. "Wha-" Nam-gyu sputters, looking at Thanos. Thanos pulls him in super close, mouth brushing the shell of Nam-gyu's ear. Nam-gyu's heartbeat picks up in speed, eyes darting all over. He's a little panicked, a little flustered, and still really needs a fucking pill. "Wha...what-what are you doing? Hyung?" Nam-gyu rambles, hands shaking furiously because he's fucking scared.
"You want a pill, Nam-gyu?" Thanos whispers teasingly, other hand coming up to cup Nam-gyu's cheek. Nam-gyu shamelessly nods, desperate because he's willing to go far for this pill, just to get more than five hours a sleep. He'll need it for the next game. "Do you...need one?"
Well, duh. Nam-gyu nods again, slightly backing up to look Thanos in the eye. Fuck, shit, Thanos knows what he's doing. Getting all close to Nam-gyu, making his voice deeper than it is (if that's even possible), and looking at him with these eyes. These "do you really wanna play this game?" eyes. And Nam-gyu does. He does wanna play this game.
"How badly?" Thanos mumbles, hot breath fanning on Nam-gyu's lips. Fuck, they're so close. Nam-gyu stutters for a second before just nodding again. Great job, dude.
Well, guess he did actually do a great job because Thanos kinda...half-carries, half-drags Nam-gyu to the door leading to the bathroom. Man, just give him the pill already. Thanos already knows he'll do anything for it, and he's using that to Nam-gyu's disadvantage.
After Thanos uses Nam-gyu's fist to bang on the door, some begging from Nam-gyu (because he's the best at that), and threats to piss on the floor, they're let in. They follow the guards, Thanos's hands on Nam-gyu's shoulders from behind the whole time. This is when Nam-gyu realizes his dick is standing at half-mast, somehow aroused by Thanos's large hands and morning breath. He feels a little dizzy, somewhat being glad he promised Thanos he needs a pill. That he'll do just about anything for one.
When they're finally alone, Thanos is quick to shove Nam-gyu against the door and lock his wrists over his head. Nam-gyu's dick twitches and Thanos looks down. Shit, shit, shit, Nam-gyu has to- "You're such a pervert, Nam-gyu." Thanos growls, giving the bulge a gentle nudge with his knee. Nam-gyu whimpers, hips bucking into nothing. This is so damn embarrassing.
Thanos uses the hand that doesn't have Nam-gyu's wrists bound to grip his jaw tightly, forcing them to lock eyes. Thanos's eyes are dark and daring, seeing what Nam-gyu will do next.
"Please, hyung- one pill. Please." Reminder: Nam-gyu's good at begging. He'll get what he wants either way-
Ow, fuck. His knees- oh, shit, he's on his knees. In front of Thanos. He's been pushed down to his fucking knees by Thanos, like he's some sort of...prisoner. Thanos kneels in front of Nam-gyu, gripping his hair tightly. "This is what you get," Thanos growls, though there's a proud smile on his face. "This is what you fucking get for trying to take my shit. This is where you belong now, on your fucking knees, begging to me, you little pervert."
The spot in between Nam-gyu's legs start to hurt with how hard he is. All Nam-gyu does is whine a long "please" and give him puppy eyes. Works every time-
Nam-gyu is suddenly turned around, facing the door. Fuck, Thanos is way too quick. He feels something soft tugging at his wrists. Oh good lord, he's being fucking tied up. The knot is tight, a little uncomfortable, but that just adds to the sensations. He's roughly turned back around, scraping his knees through his pants, to see Thanos in just his shirt. Nam-gyu cranes his head and sees that he's tied by Thanos's jacket. His eyes go wide and he looks up at Thanos again. "What- what are you...doing?" Nam-gyu tries to wriggle, just testing, and sure enough, the jacket won't budge.
Nam-gyu's cock is starting to throb in his pants, begging for some attention. He either needs Thanos to touch him, or a pill. He gets the touch he wants, just not where he wants it. Thanos's hand is tangled in Nam-gyu's hair tugging as he pleases. Nam-gyu comes face-to-face with the bulge in Thanos's pants, and god, it looks big. "You want my pills so fucking bad? Then you gotta pay, my boy."
Nam-gyu huffs, but the tightness in his pants betrays his façade. "Oh yeah, hyung? You're gonna make me suck you off?" He snorts, and goes to cross his arms but can't. Thanos smirks down at him, gripping his hair harder. Nam-gyu opens his mouth, trying to say something, but Thanos quickly thrusts his hips forward, tented pants colliding with Nam-gyu's parted lips.
"Mmph!" Nam-gyu grunts, shutting his eyes. Thanos slowly starts moving his hips, rubbing his clothed cock against Nam-gyu's mouth. "Yeah, Nam-gyu, that's exactly how you're gonna pay." He says, voice low, pausing his movement. "If you're okay with it, of course." He finishes in a mumble.
Consent. Nam-gyu doesn't expect much from Thanos when it comes to that, but it's so sexy.
Nam-gyu nods the best he can with Thanos's pants stuffed in his mouth, and looks up at him with these desperate eyes. Has he mentioned that he really needs this pill?
"Okay, my boy, get ready." Thanos teases, slowly hooking his fingers under the waistband of his pants. Nam-gyu moves his knees, shifting slightly to the left, starting to rub his aching, untouched cock against Thanos's calf. God, it feels so-
"Nuh-uh," Thanos tuts, backing away. "Remember why you're down there. You do as I say, Nam-gyu. This is your punishment. This is what you-"
"Okay, okay, I get it, just..." Nam-gyu trails off when Thanos shoots him a dissaproving glare, kneeing him lightly in the shoulder. "You speak when I tell you to, my boy," Thanos says, pulling his pants down to his ankles. He's left in his boxers, aching erection throbbing needily in front of Nam-gyu's face. "Or else I'll make you pay even more. Maybe in front of everyone out there."
Nam-gyu's thighs shake in anticipation and a twisted kind of pleasurable fear. In some masochistic way...he finds this exciting. Arousing. His dick twitches in his pants, begging for some sort of stimulation. He whines needily, looking down at the floor and nodding. "You won't even be able to use your filthy fucking mouth anymore when I'm done with you. Once I give you what you deserve." Thanos says, painfully slowly pulling his tight boxers down to join his pants.
Nam-gyu's breath hitches when he feels Thanos's cock smack his upper lip, metal piercing touching his teeth. Fuck, his dick is big. Not insane or anything, but definetely above average. Nam-gyu's heart starts beating a little faster, eyes widened, as he tilts his head in every direction to admire Thanos's cock.
Nam-gyu's excitement gets 10x stronger when Thanos presses his tip slightly past Nam-gyu's lips and says, "You ready?" Nam-gyu nods eagerly, looking up so his eyes lock with Thanos's. Thanos looks down at him with lust and danger in his eyes.
"If you try to get off already," Thanos pauses, cocking his head. "Then I won't let you come. And I'll stop." Nam-gyu looks away bashfully, adjusting his knees for better balance. He nods shyly, still looking away when the head slips past his lips. Nam-gyu whines at the intrusion and feels his own dick twitch in his pants. He can feel precum leaking from his tip, seeping through his boxers and probably leaving a wet patch on his pants.
Thanos's starts to hold the sides of Nam-gyu's head, and Nam-gyu starts to move forward, opening his mouth wider. He stares at Thanos's pubes as he goes deeper, gagging slightly as he swipes his tongue across the shaft. Thanos groans, thighs trembling as he slowly thrusts forward, his dick hitting the back of Nam-gyu's throat.
Nam-gyu squeezes his eyes shut, trying not to gag. He can feel the metal of Thanos's piercing and his cock throbbing in his mouth. Thanos's hands are gripping hard in his hair, waiting and letting Nam-gyu adjust. Nam-gyu's knees are starting to hurt with how hard he's pressing them into the cold tile, but he shudders with pleasure at the though of seeing the bruises later on.
Nam-gyu looks up at Thanos, giving him his best "fuck me" eyes, and Thanos smirks. Slowly pulling out of Nam-gyu's mouth halfway, Thanos removes one hand from Nam-gyu's hair to pull out his cross necklace. He thrusts back into Nam-gyu's mouth, revelling in the way the boy gags and shivers. Nam-gyu looks up, staring right at the cross.
"You see this, my boy?" Thanos says in between groans and shaky exhales, moving his hips faster. "This is what you tried to steal from me. And now you're paying for it. This is what you fucking get, you bitch." Thanos grits his teeth and throws his head back. Nam-gyu's taking it like a champ, moaning around Thanos's cock and moving his head to meet his thrusts. Thanos snaps his head back down, bringing the cross closer to Nam-gyu's face. Nam-gyu's eyes dart from the necklace back to Thanos, back to the necklace, back to Thanos before settling on the necklace.
Nam-gyu makes this whiny, desperate noise and starts to move his head faster. The whines send vibrations strumming through Thanos's body, but he has to hold on long enough to get Nam-gyu to learn. Nam-gyu understands this, watching the way the cross starts to swing from left to right, as if hypnotizing him. Nam-gyu's eyes never leave the necklace the hand in his hair grips harder, tugs harder.
Nam-gyu focuses on not coming in his pants when Thanos's thighs start to tremble more and his lips part. "Look at you, my boy. This is where you fucking belong now. You're enjoying this, aren't you? You like the way I'm destroying your throat?" Thanos teases, swinging the cross with more force. Nam-gyu nods, looking up at Thanos. "Knew it, boy. Soon you won't even be able to beg for pills anymore, you little junkie."
Nam-gyu swirls his tongue all over Thanos cock, tilting his head to make sure he's satisfied. He wants to earn this pill fair and square. He needs to please Thanos, even if it means Nam-gyu won't get off.
"Fuck- fuck, I'm gonna come right-" Thanos pauses to moan loudly, hips stuttering. "I'm gonna come right down your throat and you're gonna, uh, swallow all of it. Every last fucking drop."
Nam-gyu nods and pulls out all the stops, moving his head at an impossible pace as he hollows his cheeks, mouth tightening around Thanos and that's all it takes. Thanos groans and drops the cross on the floor, moving his hand back to Nam-gyu's hair. He throws his head back and his hips stop moving, burying himself as deep as possible inside Nam-gyu's mouth. Nam-gyu feels warm liquid slide down his throat and he swallows all of it, just as Thanos said. He chokes a little and gags, but he does it. Nam-gyu pulls his head back to lick over Thanos's tip, cleaning him up. Thanos's legs shake as a few more drops of cum spurt out, landing directly on Nam-gyu's tongue.
Nam-gyu pulls off completely to say, "Watch, hyung." His voice is hoarse and barely audible, throat fucked, but Thanos looks down. Nam-gyu sticks his tongue out, revealing the small drops of cum before closing his mouth and swallowing.
"Fuck, you're sexy." Thanos groans as Nam-gyu sticks his tongue back out, showing it's cleaned. "You swallowed all of it?" Thanos asks teasingly, kneeling on the floor in front of Nam-gyu. Nam-gyu nods and asks, "Wanna check?" Thanos agrees without hesitation, pulling Nam-gyu's mouth open by pulling on his lower lip before using his other hand to stick two fingers in his mouth, checking every nook and cranny. Nam-gyu never breaks eye contact.
Sure enough, Nam-gyu swallowed it all. Thanos retracts his fingers and tucks a piece of Nam-gyu's hair behind his ears. Nam-gyu clears his throat, though his voice is still rough. "Did I...earn a pill?" He asks tentatively, fidgeting with his rings behind his back. He goes for pathetic, looking at Thanos with a pained expression and using a somewhat whiny tone.
Thanos narrows his eyes and studies Nam-gyu for a few seconds before answering. "Sure," He starts and Nam-gyu's entire body perks up. His dick even twitches again and he whimpers a bit. Thanos holds up a finger. "But," Nam-gyu's smile fades a little. "But, your punishment isn't over, my boy." Nam-gyu actually fucking whines and blinks repeatedly to stop tears from forming in his eyes. He's gonna fucking cry if he doesn't get this pill, but he's gonna sob if Thanos doesn't touch him.
"God- please, hyung." Nam-gyu whines, watching Thanos scoot closer. Nam-gyu bucks his hips forward and looks down, trying to get some friction, but Thanos is quick. He plants a hand on Nam-gyu's chest and says, "Please what? Use your words, my boy." He starts to tuck more of Nam-gyu's hair behind his ears.
"Please touch me, hyung, I-I think I'm gonna die if you don't." Nam-gyu spills, biting his lower lip. Thanos grins, taking in Nam-gyu's disheveled form. Nam-gyu's lips are trembling now, his hips still bucking uncontrollably.
"Fuck, my boy. You do things to me, you know? Especially when you look at me with your pretty eyes. So needy." Thanos emphasizes this by pressing his palm against the bulge in Nam-gyu's pants, rubbing it haphazardly. Nam-gyu full-on moans, his head falling onto Thanos's shoulder as his hips repeatedly jolt. "Oh, fuck." He whines when Thanos squeezes a little. Tears well in Nam-gyu's eyes when Thanos removes his hand.
Nam-gyu buries his head in the crook if Thanos's neck, lazily mouthing at the tattooed skin. "Please, hyung, please. I can't fucking-" Nam-gyu whimpers, scooting closer. "Don't worry, my boy." Thanos cuts him off, hooking his fingers in the waistband of Nam-gyu's pants. "Remember. You're being punished, so I'm not letting you off easy."
Nam-gyu exhales, wiggling so Thanos can pull his pants and boxers down in one go. The cool air hits his cock hard, but a warm bead of precum drips down the shaft and onto the floor. "I don't care, just please do something." Nam-gyu whispers, pressing a short kiss to Thanos's jawline.
Thanos exhales slowly before ever so slightly brushing his fingertips on the flushed head of Nam-gyu's cock.
Fuck, he's sensitive. Nam-gyu shamelessly moans, pressing his forehead further into Thanos's neck before a rough hand grabs his hair and pulls his head up.
Shit, Nam-gyu's cheeks are red and his eyes are wet. His hair is messy in a way Thanos knows he'd reach up to fix it if he could. He's shaking everywhere and he has this slutty, desperate look on his face. Thanos tilts his vision downward, looking at where his fingertips are slightly touching Nam-gyu's cock. It's red with some veins popping out, his slit soaked with precum.
Thanos finally, finally, wraps his hand around the base and Nam-gyu whines, thighs starting to tremble. "Having my cock down your throat really did a number on you, huh?" Thanos mumbles teasingly, slowly moving his hand up. Nam-gyu nods and tilts his head back. Perfect.
Thanos dives in greedily, sucking and biting marks into Nam-gyu's pale skin as he starts to speed up his strokes. Nam-gyu moans and gasps, thrusting into Thanos's hand. "Fuck, hyung, I-" Nam-gyu whines, cutting himself off.
"You what, huh?" Thanos pauses mauling Nam-gyu's neck to look at him, slowing his hand. Nam-gyu's head snaps back forward when he feels the change in movement.
"'M close..." Nam-gyu whimpers, still thrusting into Thanos's hand, this time quicker. Thanos gives Nam-gyu everything, suddenly jerking him off at a pace faster than ever, swiveling his thumb over his slit. There's precum dripping down his hand but he doesn't care because Nam-gyu's thrusts stop and turn into jerky movements until he-
Thanos removes his hand completely, cruelly denying Nam-gyu's orgasm. It takes a second for Nam-gyu to process what happened, but when he does he's pissed.
"Dude, what the fuck? Why would you do that?" Nam-gyu shouts, body jerking forward, trying to...headbutt(?) Thanos. Nam-gyu opens his mouth to complain some more, but Thanos cuts him off with his pointer finger.
"Remember, my boy." Is all he says. Nam-gyu shuts his mouth and looks away, adjusting his knees again. Does he always fidget when he's horny and desperate to come?
Thanos reaches to the side to retrieve the fallen cross necklace, opening it.
"Which color's your favorite?" Thanos asks, tilting the cross towards Nam-gyu. Nam-gyu's pupils fucking dilate at the sight of the pills and his lips part as he kind of stares blankly at them. Thanos shakes the locket, snapping Nam-gyu back to reality.
"Blue." Nam-gyu breathes out, eyes not once leaving the pills. Thanos tilts the cross away but Nam-gyu's head follows. He quickly counts how many blue pills are in the necklace.
"Five. Five times." Thanos says smugly, shutting the locket and slipping it over his neck. He hides it under his shirt so he doesn't have to bear Nam-gyu staring at the necklace and not him.
Predictably, Nam-gyu looks at him blankly, eyebrows furrowed. "What the fuck does that mean?" If what Nam-gyu thinks Thanos is doing happens to be true, Nam-gyu's gonna-
"Five times, my boy. That's your punishment. We already got one down." Oh fuck, oh shit. No!
"No! You can't-" But Thanos's hand wraps around Nam-gyu's cock again and all negative thoughts leave his mind. Nam-gyu can feel Thanos's rings sliding up and down his dick as he jerks him off and it's so fucking good. "Thanos." Nam-gyu whines, thrusts starting up again. Thanos starts moving his hand faster, giving special attention to the head, letting it slick things up.
Nam-gyu's hips twitch and he already fucking feels close again. Nam-gyu voices this, letting Thanos stroke him faster until the ball in his stomach-
Goes away completely. "Fuck!" Nam-gyu shouts, frustrated. "Please, man, I'm sorry- I really am, it won't happen again-"
"Begging won't get you anywhere, my boy," Thanos teases, giving Nam-gyu's orgasm some time to completely disappear. "The damage has been done."
Nam-gyu sighs again, shifting forward. "I'm good now." Nam-gyu whispers, looking at Thanos expectantly. Thanos smirks and attaches his hand back to Nam-gyu's cock, this time closer to the head. Nam-gyu hums, biting down on his lip.
Thanos starts moving his wrist, this time more slow. With every upstroke, his thumb swivels across Nam-gyu's tip and it's just as delicious as the last two edges. Nam-gyu rests his forehead against Thanos's, looking down at what's going on. "Please." Nam-gyu breathes out, breath tickling Thanos's lips. "Please, hyung."
Nam-gyu doesn't know what he's begging for, because he's not dumb and knows that begging won't work. Maybe he wants to- oh, yes, this is what he wants. He feels Thanos's lips against his, slow and sweet but still filthy. Nam-gyu moans into it, his back arching as he tilts his head.
Thanos uses his teeth to pry Nam-gyu's mouth open, shoving his tongue against the other man's. Nam-gyu lets out this surprised whimper, letting Thanos dig into his mouth, and he starts to feel the familiar pool of heat form in his stomach.
Nam-gyu's eyes shoot open and he nearly bites down on Thanos's tongue. "Mmph!" Nam-gyu moans, muffled by Thanos's mouth. Thanos quickly yanks his hand away, letting Nam-gyu slump against his chest.
"Hyung, hyung, fuck," Nam-gyu wheezes, feeling his cock throb painfully. "Please."
"Look at me." Thanos mutters, gripping Nam-gyu's jaw and bringing his head up. Nam-gyu looks up at him, eyes glazed over and clearly out of it. He looks so fucked and so hot for it, it's driving Thanos crazy.
Thanos hungrily licks into Nam-gyu's mouth again, wrapping one arm around his neck. Nam-gyu quickly gets with the program, tilting his head and parting his lips, letting their teeth clash.
It's intense. Especially for Nam-gyu who can't move his arms to pull Thanos closer. Thanos is taking full control, moving his hand to grip Nam-gyu's jaw again and it's so rough that Nam-gyu feels dizzy for a second.
It could've been 30 seconds or 30 minutes with how lost in it Nam-gyu was, but they break away. Thanos's lips are still close to Nam-gyu's, a small string of saliva connecting them. Thanos doesn't say anything, just stares into Nam-gyu's dark eyes and starts touching him again.
Nam-gyu's eyebrow twitches when Thanos's strokes start up again, but he continues to look at Thanos. Thanos slowly rubs his thumb along Nam-gyu's jaw before pressing two fingers to his lips.
"Open up." Thanos coos, straight face faltering when Nam-gyu's mouth immediately falls open and he lets out another loud moan. Thanos slips the two fingers past Nam-gyu's lips and teeth, pressing down on his tongue. Nam-gyu doesn't gag and barely even flinches when Thanos goes deeper.
His strokes picking up speed, Thanos nudges Nam-gyu with his forehead, coaxing him to tilt his head slightly backwards. Nam-gyu complies, his mouth opening wider with the movement. Thanos continues to thrust his fingers in and out of Nam-gyu's mouth at the same pace of his strokes. Nam-gyu moans around the digits, wetting them with his tongue. Thanos's fingertips lightly brush the back of the other man's throat and Nam-gyu gags a little.
"You're so dirty. You're seriously letting me do all this for one pill?" Thanos mumbles, moving his fingers to the side to dive back into Nam-gyu's mouth. Nam-gyu tries to say something, but is ultimately denied by the intrusions. He justs nods weakly and lets Thanos use him. This is his payment, after all. His punishment.
Thanos's mouth retracts again, and it's so...wet. Nam-gyu's cock and his mouth. Slick sounds and Nam-gyu's moans fill up the otherwise silent bathroom, and they're pretty sure someone hears them.
Thanos leans close to Nam-gyu's mouth again, using his fingers to open it wider as he spits in it. Thanos has to immediately pull his hand away from Nam-gyu's dick because he squeezes his thighs together and his eyes go wide, almost failing. "Ah, fuck-" Nam-gyu moans through fingers and spit, drool dripping down his chin. "That was the last one, right?" He asks breathlessy when Thanos removes his fingers. Nam-gyu swallows the spit and goes to wipe the drool from his chin but is met with restraints.
Thanos nods, smiling "Congratulations. You passed." Thanos coos, tucking Nam-gyu's hair behind his ears. "Ready?" Nam-gyu nods desperately, already squirming.
Thanos never breaks eye contact as he slowly wraps his fingers around Nam-gyu's dick, one by one. Nam-gyu sighs, body practically melting. "Please." Nam-gyu whines, nose brushing Thanos's.
Luckily, Thanos's hand starts to move. His strokes are quick and sloppy, he wraps his arm around Nam-gyu's back, holding him up and pulling him closer at the same time. He palms his ass, swiveling his thumb over his tip and that just about does it.
Nam-gyu shudders, crying out as his orgasm crashes through him. He explodes all over Thanos's hand, staining his shirt and his own jacket. Their foreheads bump together as Nam-gyu's orgasm reaches it's climax. "Ah, hyung! Thanos!"
"I know baby, I know." Thanos talks him through it, moving his hand up to pet his hair when Nam-gyu's head falls to his shoulder.
His orgasm seems never-fucking-ending and Thanos is stroking his cock through it, probably elongating it on purpose. Fucking asshole, this is supposed to be a punishment!
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Nam-gyu repeats as his orgasm dwindles to a stop. "Shit, hyung."
"I know," Thanos repeats one last time. "Still need a pill after that?" And Nam-gyu honestly doesnt. All that, just for nothing? Yeah.
"Maybe tomorrow." Nam-gyu mumbles sleepily, his eyes shutting against Thanos's shoulder.
So Thanos got what he wanted and Nam-gyu didn't...partially. He feels tired thanks to Thanos, and he didn't even need a pill.
"Same time tomorrow?" Thanos mutters into Nam-gyu's hair. But Nam-gyu's half-asleep ass just hums in response.
Huh. Nam-gyu should try to steal shit more often if this is where it gets him.