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When Jungwon announced his relationship with Ni-ki to the hyungs , they pervertedly asked who's the top and Jungwon—with no doubt raised his hands.
“Bro. You’re not the top,” Jay declared with that smug smirk that made Jungwon’s eye twitch.
Jungwon didn’t flinch. He just sipped his water.
Sunghoon laughed. “Be real. Riki probably tells you when to bend over.”
Jake added with a teasing snort, “It’s giving… obedient pillow prince energy.”
Sunoo didn’t help either. “You literally cook dinner for him and fold his laundry. That’s not top behavior.”
Ni-ki came into the room right on cue, wearing those thin gray joggers making his bulge seen and Jungwon hated it—not because he hated how Riki looked in them, but because everyone else got to see what's his.
“You guys still talking about who’s topping who?” Riki smirked lazily, dropping beside Jungwon and slinging an arm over his shoulder.
“Just admit it,” Jay said. “He rides you, don’t him?”
Riki raised a brow. “Hmm… maybe.”
That did it.
Jungwon calmly set his drink down.
Then stood up.
“You have five seconds to get in the bedroom before I ruin you.”
"Okay what the fuck is going on suddenly?" Sunghoon stopped listening to the podcast on tv and paid his attention to those two.
"What if I don't want , Jungwon ?" Ni-ki asked bolding his name—because he didn't call Jungwon , hyung.
Jungwon yanked Ni-ki from the sofa rough and rushed. Leaving all the members stunned.
"At least we will finally knew who tops who." Heeseung tried to crack a joke in the most awkward and tensed moment in his whole life.
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“You seriously mad?” Riki asked between chuckles as he kicked off his slippers. “They always tease—”
“You liked it,” Jungwon interrupted, voice low, dark. “You liked letting them think I’m soft.”
Riki smirked. “Aren’t you?”
Jungwon’s hand was immediately around his throat.
Not tight—but enough to make Riki gasp, his cock twitching as Jungwon backed him into the wall, pinning him effortlessly. And that made Ni-ki's hole twitched over nothing.
“You think you run this?” Jungwon whispered against his lips. “You think just because you’re loud, bratty, and pretty, I won’t fucking break you?”
“I know you won’t,” Riki taunted. “Because you’re too busy making me breakfast—”
His sentence died in a moan as Jungwon grabbed a fistful of his hair and dragged him toward the bed.
Cuffs were snapped on. Ankles spread. Face down, ass up.
“You’re going to regret that,” Jungwon said, slapping Riki’s ass so hard the sound echoed.
Ni-ki laughed. “Make me.”
Jungwon growled. “Oh, baby. I fucking will.” He stripped the jogger pants roughly from Ni-ki's slender legs and tossed them like it had no price.
"Fuck , Jungwon slow down bro." Ni-ki was still testing Jungwon's limit—he was so excited to be punished. He can't to be manhandled by his hot and dominant (the members didn't think so ) boyfriend .
“You wanna act like you’re the one in control?” Jungwon murmured, spreading Riki open, fingers slick with lube as he slid two in deep, curling until Riki’s back arched.
“Then why are you moaning like a bitch in heat?”
“F-fuck—” Riki gasped, legs trembling.
“You’re so fucking tight. You know that? All that mouth and attitude and you still clench around my fingers like you were made for me.”
“Then stop teasing—ah—fuck me already—!”
“No.”
"Jungwon— I'm so fucking close—" Ni-ki was aboutto cum but then , Jungwon yanked his fingers out rough and left Ni-ki aching and he groaned in frustration.
"I'M CLOSE JUNGWON WHAT THE FUCK?" His snapping resulted to Jungwon spanking his cheeks with loud and painful sound. He hitched and twitched his body .
“You don’t get to cum until I say so.”
And so it began.
One hand stroking Riki’s cock just enough to drive him crazy. Another hand slapping his ass until it was pink and sore. Then back to fingering him deep, hitting that spot just right—only to stop when he was about to break.
"Yes , right there Jungwon , I'm so fuckin close."
“You gonna beg yet?” Jungwon whispered.
Riki’s voice cracked. “N-no.”
Jungwon chuckled darkly. “Let’s see how long that lasts.”
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When Jungwon finally pushed in, he bottomed out in one smooth, brutal thrust that stole the air from Riki’s lungs.
“F-fuck—!”
“You like that?” Jungwon hissed, leaning down, lips brushing his ear. “That what you wanted, you cocky little slut?”
Riki whined. “Yes—yes—”
“Then take it.”
Jungwon slammed into him. Again. And again. Hips snapping so hard the bedframe thudded against the wall.
"Oh my fucking god—don't stop Jungwon—hyung hyung yess."
One hand pulled Riki’s head back by his hair, the other wrapped around his throat again—not choking, just owning him.
“This what bottoms do?” Jungwon snarled. “Get their brains fucked out like this? Drool on the sheets ‘cause their boyfriend knows how to ruin them?”
Riki was gone—moaning, crying, begging incoherently.
“You wanna cum?” Jungwon whispered.
“Y-yes, please, hyung—please—”
“Beg louder.”
“Please, hyung—let me cum, let me—”
“Cum for me, slut.”
Riki exploded—spilling across the sheets with a cry so wrecked it echoed down the hall.
But Jungwon wasn’t done.
He kept going.
And going.
Until Riki was twitching, whining, babbling.
“Hyung—can’t—please—too much— I just—AHHH”
His hips jerked violently trying to shut. His back arched painfully on the bed—unable to process what was happening and being fucked stupid. No moans can be heard as Jungwon ravaged his asshole like a god.
“I don’t care.” Jungwon hit his prostate hard leaving Ni-ki overstimulated. He just came and this fucker won't stop for a second
Jungwon grabbed his hips and fucked him through the overstimulation, until Riki’s legs gave out, his eyes rolled back out his head.until he collapsed into the mattress, sobbing and satisfied and utterly ruined.
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Ten minutes later, Jungwon was gently wiping him down, pressing kisses to his spine.
“You okay, baby?”
Riki nodded slowly, dazed. “You… you destroyed me.”
Jungwon smiled, tucking him into his arms. “Good.”
“Still mad?”
“No.”
“You gonna tell the others?”
Jungwon kissed his forehead. “No need. You won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”
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Riki limped into the kitchen wearing one of Jungwon’s hoodies and a dazed expression.
Jay stared. “...Holy shit.”
Sunghoon blinked. “Did you fall down the stairs?”
Jake dropped his cereal spoon. “Or were you pushed down the bed?”
Jungwon strolled in behind him, smug as hell, unbothered.
Sunoo stared at Ni-ki’s limp and said softly "Okay Jungwon-ah we were wrong but do you have to fucking destroy him?"
"Poor Riki , hope you get better in time cause Yuki-hyung won't be happy with you limping" Heeseung warned.
Jungwon just grinned and kissed Riki’s temple.
“Told you not to test me.”
"Fuck you , hyung."