Sinners

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Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: M/M
Fandom: NCT (Band)
Relationship: Lee Jeno/Na Jaemin
Character: Lee Jeno, Na Jaemin
Additional Tags: Dom/sub, Age Difference, Unrequited Love, Hurt/Comfort, Angst,
Gaslighting, Humiliation/Degradation, Virgin sex, Watersports, slight
dubcon, Kinks, Sex Toys, Rimming, Mpreg
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2023-05-24 Completed: 2023-08-13 Words: 34,274
Chapters: 6/6

Sinners
by Nsfwnm1

Summary

Jm found his dream man. Young, handsome, smart and sweet Mr. Lee, his math professor,
was everything he ever wanted.

How could he possibly know that behind the man’s sweet smiles was complete darkness?

“Once in sinners, your body isn’t yours anymore, it’s mine.”

 Chapter 1

“Welcome to Sinners, how can I help you?”

Jaemin flinched, surprised by the robot that greeted him at the reception. His eyes worriedly
scanned around the dimmed place, he definitely saw Mr. Lee, his Math professor, walking in here.

He might’ve subconsciously followed the man after his classes were over and he happened to run
into him by the bus station, and that led him to this sketchy place.

“I- umm… I’m here for- umm, Mr. Lee Jeno?” Jaemin rambled, not sure if he’s supposed to tell the
truth or not, after all, what he was doing could easily be considered stalking. And he’s definitely
invading someone’s privacy.

“You’re here to meet the Master?” The piece of technology chirped.

“M-Master?” Jaemin questioned, asking himself more than anyone else.

“Please, take a seat and have a drink. I’ll be right with you!” The robot disappeared behind a
closed door after pointing Jaemin to the waiting area.

Jaemin took another curious look around, the huge "Sinners" sign outside reflecting through the
glass walls into the room. Without thinking, he reached for a glass of water that was waiting for
him when he arrived at the seating area. He took a sip of liquor and felt the heat wash down his
throat, momentarily distracting him from the thoughts racing through his mind. As he set the glass
back down, he couldn't help but wonder what kind of trouble he was getting himself into by
coming to this place.

Minutes passed, and Jaemin began to feel dizzy. Either he or the room were spinning. He quickly
sat down on the nearest chair and closed his eyes, taking deep breaths to calm himself. After a few
minutes, the dizziness subsided, and he opened his eyes to assess his surroundings.
“W-What is happening?“ he shook his head, trying to not lose focus but his sight started to blur
out, he clutched onto the arms of his chair like his life depended on it.

“Sir, may you fill-up and sign this please?” Too lost in his confusing state, he didn’t notice that the
robot was back and standing right beside him, handing him a piece of paper and a pen.

Jaemin took the objects with shaky hands, squinting his eyes in an attempt to read the paper
properly.

“A c-contract?”

“Are you interested in being the Master’s sub?”

Jaemin's eyes widened; even in his dizzy state, a blush crept across his face, and he shyly bit his
lower lip. He was interested in his professor and planned to wait until the end of the semester,
when Mr. Lee would no longer be his professor, to ask him out. With every glimpse he stole from
the professor, he couldn't help but daydream about all the things they could do together. However,
he knew that it was important to maintain a professional relationship until the semester was over.

But is that what people nowadays call being in a relationship? What does it mean to be
submissive? He has been moving solo his entire life and is unfamiliar with any dating jargon. So
perhaps it is correct that he will be submissive. He blinks twice, exhaling as erotic thoughts slowly
creep into his mind.

“Y-Yes…” Jaemin modestly nodded. He might have been given the chance of a lifetime to ask his
professor out before the semester was out. He wouldn't trade it for anything to miss this chance. His
heart was pounding with excitement and nervousness. He knew that taking this chance could
change everything. He knew it was a risk, but he was willing to take it.

He looked back at the paper again, in his wobbly and hazy state he tried his best to read and fill up
the form, not even questioning the need for a contract.

Name: Na Jaemin

Age: 22 years old

 Interests: I like Mr. Lee ♡

Signing this means you are agreeing to be a good partner and obey every word. As well as you
agree to belong to this partner completely. And you promise to keep the secrecy of this contract
until the grave.

Signature:

Na Jaemin.

[Chapter 1]

A few alarms went off in Jaemin's head the moment he woke up. He was in a comfortable bed, but
it wasn't his bed; it was too comfortable for the thin mattress he laid on the hard floors back at his
cheap studio apartment. And it was cold, or it was just his nakedness beneath the silky sheets that
covered his body. He wondered whose bed it was and how he got there. He thought harder, trying
to piece together what had happened.

‘Where am I? What is happening?’ he squeezed his eyes shut, too scared to open them or let
whoever did this to him know that he’s awake.

“You’re awake.”

Jaemin’s eyes snapped open just like that. The deep chilling voice got his attention, he knows this
voice. He adores this voice. And once he tried to sit up to face the other person, extreme pain shot
through his head and he winced, clutching the sides of his head as if to ease the pain.
“It’s the drugs.”

Jaemin looked up at the source of the voice. Even under the dim lights, Mr. Lee still shone in his
eyes. A shy smile painted over Jaemin’s face as he pulled the sheets to cover his exposed chest.
Not minding how questionable and alarming this whole situation was and naively batting his long
lashes at the older.

“Mr. Lee, I’m sorry that I followed you here, b-but what’s going on?”

Jeno got off the armchair that he was comfortably sitting on. He walked closer to the bed, dressed
in his clothes from earlier at school, but instead of a full suit, he had his white crisp shirt on with
the first two buttons popped off, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and his grey suit pants.

The bed dipped when the thirty-two years old professor put one leg up on it. He leaned closer to
caress Jaemin’s cheek. The action made the younger one look up. Jaemin's eyes met the professor's
gaze, and he couldn't help but feel a flutter in his chest.

“You’re paying the price for stalking me, little boy.”

“Mr. Lee!! Did you k-know? I’m so sorry, sir. I-I just… I just-“ Jaemin felt embarrassed and at the
edge of crying. What if Mr. Lee thought weirdly of him? What if he despises him for being a little
creep?

“Sir, I-I’m not creepy or anything, I just really like you, Mr. Lee!” Jaemin shyly covered his face
with both hands, he wasn’t really meant to confess right away but it slipped out before he could
stop himself.

With his hands on his face, he missed the way that Jeno’s eyes widened for a mere second before
going back to normal.

“Oh yeah? Well, I like obedient boys. Are you a good boy, little one?”

“I’m good, sir. I’ll do anything you want” Jaemin sat up on his knees, looking up with
determination in his sparkling eyes. Completely clueless to how submissive he seemed.
Jeno smiled almost fondly. He straightened up before fiddling with the zipper of his pants and
pulling his dick out like it was the most normal thing to do in any situation.

“Show me how good you are, little boy.”

Jaemin gasped, his eyes growing double their size. His cheeks were warm and flushed crimson. His
heart raced at an unbelievable pace. He can’t believe all the naughty images he had of him and Mr.
Lee are this close to becoming a reality.

“C’mon now, you’re not gonna make me wait all night long, are you, pretty boy?”

Jaemin squealed at the nickname. Mr. Lee sees him as a pretty boy?

The younger crawled closer, completely forgetting about his naked state, the sheets slowly sliding
off his body as he settled right in front of Jeno. He shakily took the shaft into his slender hands
before looking up nervously at Jeno.

“What’s wrong?”

“I-I never tried this before,” Jaemin shyly admitted.

“You’re a virgin? No wonder, you always had your nose in those books. It’s almost unfair that the
world can’t have a glimpse of such beauty because you’re too busy studying.” Jeno gently caressed
his face, hand going under his chin to keep his head up. Jeno's breath hitched as he watched the
younger man, feeling a surge of desire coursing through his veins. He couldn't resist the temptation
any longer.

“N-No, I was just saving myself for a special s-someone.” Jaemin bit his lower lip again to hide his
timid smile.

“Oh? And who’s that lucky someone?” Jeno smirked, he liked the idea of devouring an innocent
little boy until he became one of them, a “ sinner ”. And a virgin too? Jeno could come just from
imagining how tight he would be.
“Y-You, Mr. Lee. I was saving myself for you.”

Jaemin’s sweet voice pulled Jeno out of his thoughts, he looked down only to see the younger
looking at his dick before glancing up from under his long lashes, giving him a coy look despite
the fact that his hands were stroking him. Jeno gulped, if he loses his self-control, he might hurt the
boy, considering it’s his first time.

“Jaemin, suck.” he sternly commanded, wanting to keep the younger busy before he says
something else that’ll make Jeno completely give in to his animalistic instincts.

“Hmph” Jaemin pouted at the tone his professor used with him, but obeyed nonetheless.

He opened his mouth slightly and took the shaft into his mouth, whimpering when the saltiness of
precum hit his taste buds. He looked up at Jeno waiting for instructions, his rosy lips wrapped
around the tip of the older’s dick.

“Go deeper.” Jeno commanded, gently caressing the hair on the back of the younger’s head,
tugging slightly whenever Jaemin cluelessly did something with his tongue.

Jaemin’s eyes widened. He nervously placed both hands on the older’s thighs, holding onto him as
he tried to go deeper like he commanded. He shut his eyes tightly, opening his mouth as far as he
can to take the girthy dick in. Letting out a little sniffle since his jaw was starting to hurt already.

Jeno could only groan as more warmth engulfed his huge dick. Jaemin was going slow and Jeno
tried his best to not just shove himself deep down the younger’s throat.

The first try was a failure, Jaemin gagged and pulled away instantly, coughing and whimpering in
pain. Jeno sighed, with his free hand he pushed his perfectly styled hair back in frustration, he
wasn’t the best at being patient and he doesn’t normally tolerate first-timers because of this, but
something about Jaemin made him want to do it.

Maybe it’s the way Jaemin is so innocently obedient. The fact that Jaemin is actually an all A’s
student who sits in the first rows and is always focused on his studies only. Without his round
glasses, his layered and oversized clothes and the beanie he always wears, he was a hidden eye
candy and Jeno was still in disbelief.
He was shocked when he noticed his student following him here, and he was planning to just scare
him off with the contract so he would leave him alone. But he wasn’t expecting the little nerd to
simply fill up that form and agree to become his sub.

“Again.” Jeno rolled his eyes.

Jaemin looked up at him with worried, teary eyes and got on his knees again unwillingly. He tried
once again and it only lasted a second longer than the first time, before the whole thing repeated
and he was whining while rubbing his pained throat.

“Ugh, you know what? Just forget it, I don’t have time for this bullshit. Next time you sign up for
something make sure you’re ready to do it well.” Jeno huffed in annoyance. Going to sit back on
the arm chair.

Jaemin sat on the bed biting his lower lip as his tears rolled down his cheeks. He looked at the
older, pretty hurt by his words. He always tries his best and he’s usually a fast learner but it’s not
like this is something he does on a daily basis.

“M-Mr. Lee, are you disappointed in me?” Jaemin asked with his shaky low voice.

“I am disappointed, but honestly, I wasn’t expecting much from someone like you, Na” Jeno
sarcastically chuckled as he leaned back in his chair.

“Someone like me?” Jaemin felt his whole world slowly crashing, he fed on his professor’s
compliments and validation for being a top student. He simply couldn’t accept that the latter would
see him lacking in anything.

“Yes, a person so naive and clueless, a boring and a simple being.” He shrugged, secretly
enjoying how hurt Jaemin looked.

Jaemin hiccuped trying so hard to not start straight on sobbing right in front of his professor. He
took a few minutes and let himself get lost in his thoughts, the older’s words repeating in his head.

“Alright, you may leave now, I’m busy-“

“Wait!”

Jaemin wrapped the silky sheets over his naked figure before getting off the bed and walking closer
to Jeno who was now standing by the door, ready to leave. He stood in front of him, nervously
nibbling on his lower lip. He met his eyes for a quick second, before he dropped down to his knees.

To say Jeno was surprised would be an understatement. After his harsh words he expected Jaemin
to run out crying and hate him for good. But here he was instead, on his knees and fiddling with the
older’s pants to pull his dick out again.

“Mr. Lee, please hold me in place if I try to pull away.” Jaemin pleadingly looked up at him.

The older’s eyes widened, blinking them a few times, not believing that this is his pure all A’s
student begging to choke on his dick. Jeno regained his senses when Jaemin wrapped his mouth
around the length for the third time tonight.

Jeno’s hand quickly moved to latch on his hair, tugging on it slightly as Jaemin went down on him.
It was close, he could feel Jaemin’s throat tightening around him. A few gagging voices and as
soon as he felt him pull away, Jeno tightly pulled on his hair and shoved his dick further in.

“Loosen up, Jaemin.”

He instructed as the younger kept gagging and coughing around his dick, Jeno threw his head back,
the warmth and tightness was unbelievable.

“Try to relax all your muscles, I’ll fuck your throat, so just loosen up.” he instructed again and
Jaemin went limp, trying his best to stop choking on the heavy dick and just relax. His jaw went
slack as Jeno started to move his dick in and out, picking up the pace with every thrust.

Jeno’s grip on his hair was tight to the point that it was painful. Jaemin just quietly let his tears fall
as the older started ramming into his mouth, fucking his throat open like he promised. He gagged a
few times but stayed still, doing his best to not disappoint Mr. Lee again. His hands balled into fists
on his lap as he stared up at the older.

Jeno was having a blast, throwing his head back whenever he shoved deep down Jaemin’s throat.
Groaning and moaning whenever the younger whimpered around his dick. He leaned back on the
door, held Jaemin’s head from each side and angled his dick to slide straight into his throat, feeling
himself nearing his first orgasm of the night.

Jaemin placed both hands on his thighs, trying to push him away and stop him since his jaw was
starting to hurt too, but it was useless as the older continued fucking his mouth in an inhuman pace.

“Hands down!” He growled angrily and Jaemin instantly put his hands back on his lap.

A few last thrusts and his mouth was filled with his professor’s thick load.

“Hold it in, if you spit it out, you won’t like my reaction!” Jeno threatened as he pulled his now
limp dick out of Jaemin’s fucked out mouth.

Jaemin whimpered as he felt some of his drool and Jeno’s cum drip off the side of his mouth down
to his chin. He looked up at Jeno with his teary eyes. Jeno enjoyed how fucked out he looked, his
face wet with tears, sweat and saliva, looking filthy despite his innocent eyes.

“Open your mouth, let me see.” Jeno commanded.

Jaemin did as he was told and opened his mouth. His lips trembled at the pain that shot through his
jaws. Jeno hummed in approval, wiping whatever spilled out of the younger’s mouth and pushing it
back in, brushing his finger against the soft plump lips before tapping his chin gently.

“Perfect, now swallow.”

Jaemin’s eyes widened in shock, but seeing how serious Jeno looked, he didn’t dare to disobey. He
swallowed the thick load and felt sick. He almost threw up right away but held it back when he felt
Jeno pat his head gently.

“Such a good boy, you did so well.”

Jeno’s compliments made the younger one forget all about the sick feeling he had as giddiness and
excitement swelled in his chest. He looked up at him with a shy little smile.
“Are you happy with me now?” And asked with hopeful shining eyes.

Jeno couldn’t help but chuckle slightly, Jaemin was indeed adorable.

“Well, there’s still a little bit more for you to do if you want me to be happy, baby boy.”

Jeno said, walking over to the chair where he left his tie and coat. He picked the tie up, not missing
the timid steps of the younger following him closely. He couldn’t stop himself from smiling,
turning around so abruptly and causing Jaemin to crash into him.

“You wanna hug me this bad, huh?” He teased, wrapping his arms around the younger’s thin waist
that was still covered with the silky sheets.

Instead of pulling away, Jaemin shyly nuzzled his face into the firm chest, inhaling the professor’s
cologne while he’s at it. He could feel Jeno’s hands tracing his waist, feeling him up and studying
his body lines. Jaemin's heart was racing as he leaned into Jeno's touch, feeling a warmth spread
through his body. He couldn't believe this was happening, but he didn't want it to stop.

“How can a boy have these beautiful curves?” Jeno traced further down to Jaemin’s hips.

Jaemin was thin, but he was naturally blessed with wide hips and thick thighs. And his small waist
made those features even more visible.

“You like my body, Mr. Lee?” Jaemin excitedly asked, a little too happy to hear that.

“I like it. I like all of you. This pretty face, these beautiful body lines, this soft hair. You’re so
gorgeous, my dear”

Jeno complimented just like he does to all his other subs, not knowing the effect of his words on
the young man clutching tightly onto him. Jaemin squealed happily, trying his best to keep it down
but failing.
Jeno smiled fondly at the boy hiding his face against his chest, wondering if he could hear his
slowly increasing heartbeat. It wasn’t long before realisation hit him out of nowhere.

‘ Sinners ’ is a place to sin, no feelings are allowed to get involved.

Because once feelings are involved, is it really a sin anymore?

“Little boy, ready to make Master happy?” Jeno asked, subtly pushing Jaemin off him.

“Yes, I wanna make you happy, please.” Jaemin smiled sweetly at him.

“Go lay on the bed, pretty.” Jeno started commanding, tone going back to serious.

“Drop the sheets, Jaemin.” he said again when Jaemin was about to get on the bed with the sheets
still wrapped around his body.

He looked back at Jeno nervously, eyes begging to allow him to stay covered.

“Now.” Jeno’s deep voice was as threatening as his glaring eyes were.

Jaemin looked back to the front, biting his lower lip and closing his eyes before he hesitantly and
slowly let go of the sheets.

Silky sheets fell to the floor, leaving Jaemin standing alone in front of Jeno's ravenous eyes. Jeno's
eyes doubled in size as he gaped at him. He has previously witnessed gorgeous bodies. Jaemin,
however, was unique in that his body was flawless and alluring. Like he was designed to draw
attention. As he observed Jeno's eyes flitting across his body, Jaemin experienced a chill down his
spine. He couldn't help but feel excited and proud of himself when he saw how Jeno was staring at
him.

This exceptional attraction was probably because Jaemin was someone he saw on an almost daily
basis, and this is not even 0.0001% close to how he saw Jaemin in college. Jeno can’t even
remember the latter showing any skin in classes, not once did he wear short sleeves or short pants.
He was always cladded in his oversized clothes that didn’t do justice to his desirable body.
“Now, on all fours.” Jeno spoke again, his voice dropping an octave lower as his thirst for the
younger grew.

Jaemin did as he was told. Getting on all fours made him feel self-conscious. Restlessly glancing
back and fidgeting in his place, whining at the feeling of being completely exposed to the older’s
lustful eyes.

“M-Mr. Lee, c-can I change my p-position?” He nervously asked, looking back at Jeno who was
standing right behind him now.

His cheeks rosy and eyes teary, begging to show mercy and help him with his racing heart. He felt
so anxious seeing how close Jeno was, the sick feeling in his stomach returned and he let out a sob
when he felt Jeno kneading his asscheeks apart. He hid his face in the sheets to muffle his cries and
not anger Jeno. Not wanting him to think that he’s an annoying virgin.

“So soft and beautiful.” Jeno was in a trance. He was utterly mesmerised by the younger’s body
that he didn’t even hear him cry in embarrassment.

Jeno’s gaze burned into the almost invisible hole, groaning by just imagining how tight it would
be. He rubbed the tight rim with his thumb and Jaemin jolted forward.

“Stay still, little one. I need to prep you.”

Whimpering, Jaemin returned to his position but yelped when Jeno suddenly flipped him over,
making him lay on his back instead.

“Now, legs up .” he commanded and Jaemin timidly lifted his lean, smooth legs up.

“Give me your hands.”

Jaemin had to separate his legs slightly to be able to look at Jeno. As if hugging his legs, the older
guided the younger’s hands around them. Jeno tied the younger’s hands and kept him holding his
legs up with the necktie he brought. Jaemin’s eyes worriedly shifted from his legs to Jeno’s face,
wincing when the older tied it a little too tight around his wrist, he’s sure it’ll be already bruised by
now.

“This way you won’t move and you’ll keep your legs up while I prep you, okay?”

“T-Tiring.” Jaemin whined, glancing at his shaky legs.

Upon seeing that, Jeno sighed and rolled his eyes at the whiny boy. He ignored him and got off the
bed, walking to the wardrobe that was on the other side of the room. Jaemin’s eyes curiously
followed him and he gasped when he saw what’s inside the closet.

All kinds of sex toys were in there, hundreds of them displayed on shelves. Jeno stepped back as he
eyed them, thinking of what would be the best option to prep a virgin.

He ended up grabbing a few things, three dildos with different sizes, anal beads, vibratos, lube and
condoms. He walked back to the bed and Jaemin stared wide eyed. For a second he felt like Jeno
was going to do experiments on him.

“M-Mr. Lee?” Jaemin worriedly called when Jeno disappeared behind his legs.

“You can rest your legs here if it’s too tiring.” Jeno guided Jaemin’s legs to his shoulders.

“I won’t go easy because it’s your first time, but I’ll prepare you, which is something I usually let
my partners do themselves if they want to.” He informed Jaemin and the younger one only nodded.

Jeno frowned, looking at him with a displeased look and making Jaemin shiver in fear slightly. Did
he do something wrong?

“M-Mr. Lee?”

“I’m being nice over here, Jaemin.” Jeno stated just in case Jaemin didn’t realise it.

“Y-Yeah you are nice, Mr. L-Lee.” Jaemin nodded hurriedly, agreeing with his words and wanting
that scary scowl on the older’s face gone.
“Never heard of 'thank you'? Maybe I need to teach you some manners too, huh?” Jeno shook his
head, disappointment evident on his face and in his voice.

“Thank you!! Thank you so much for being nice to me, Mr. Lee, I’m sorry!” Jaemin immediately
showed gratitude, already on the edge of crying by the look on the older’s face alone.

“You’re gonna show me how thankful you are all night long, got it little one?” Jeno asked, already
lubing up the anal beads.

With his slicked fingers he circled the tight rim, trying to get some of the lube past his entrance, but
the tightness was unbelievable.

“Fuck- baby boy, you’re so tight!”

Jeno tried to push the tip of his finger first and Jaemin let out a loud gasp, using his tied hands to
try and pull Jeno’s hand away.

“Hands off!” Jeno warned, and the younger whimpered obediently before removing his hands and
forming them into fists to stop himself from angering Jeno again.

“I’m gonna prep your tight little hole with this now.” Jeno informed, showing Jaemin the anal
beads.

Jaemin worriedly scanned over the toy with 6 different sized balls attached together. He gulped
when his eyes lingered on the last bead which was close to the size of a fist. That’s definitely not
going into him.

“S-Sir, all of it?” Jaemin worriedly asked, his petrified eyes focused on the toy as if it would sneak
into him if he took his eyes off of it.

“Depends on how you behave, baby.”

“B-Baby?”

Jaemin flushed at the nickname, forgetting his fear just like that and smiling shyly at Jeno who
needed a few moments to regain his self-control again.

“I’m putting the first one in.”

Jeno ignored his remark. Spreading his cheeks further apart before pushing the first bead against
the spotless hole. Using a little force to push it in. Jaemin gasped, writhing and twisting at the pain
and foreign feeling of something entering him.

“Hnngg n-no please!” He cried, his hands reaching to pull the bead out but Jeno slapped it away,
grunting in disapproval.

“What was that, Jaemin? I couldn’t hear you, are you not thankful?” Jeno raised an eyebrow.

“Th-Thank you, Mr. Lee!”

Jaemin screamed when Jeno tugged on the bead only half way out before letting it slide back in as
if exercising his tight rim of muscles.

“Good boy, call me Master.”

Jeno took his sweet time teasing the younger, tugging and letting go of the bead a few times before
pushing the second one in. This one was only slightly bigger, but Jaemin was already a crying
mess.

“M-Master please, n-no more please!”

Jaemin used his fingers to gently soothe the area around his hole, trying to ease the pain but failing.

“Tsk, that doesn’t sound like a thank you to me, Jaemin.”

“Nghh!!” Jaemin kept on whimpering, unable to form any kind of words. It’s only two beads and
he already feels so wrecked, how could he possibly handle more? Or more importantly how is he
going to handle Jeno?

“You ungrateful slut, you must be taught a lesson.”

Jeno lubed up the third bead, this one was nearly the size of four fingers. He used two fingers to
spread Jaemin’s hole apart and ever so slowly pushed the third in. He tugged on the handle
halfway through, watching how the tight rim stretched around the bead. He could see the muscles
straining as Jaemin tried to clench down on the ball to suck it inside him.

“Master!! Hnng Thank you so much- Ahh thank you, master- p-please!!” Jaemin desperately cried,
wanting the painful stretch to end. He felt like his hole was being torn apart.

“Do I have to punish you every time I want something?” Jeno dramatically sighed in
disappointment.

“N-No I’m sorry- hnngg I’ll be good!” Jaemin shook his head, face flushed and wet with tears and
sweat.

“Are you thankful, Jaemin?”

“Yes, thank you, Master. Thank you for being so nice to Nana’s hole!!”

A low groan rumbled in Jeno’s chest, hearing those words from the naive boy made him feel some
type of way. Jaemin flinched, looking at him with terror in his eyes, wondering what he did wrong
this time.

“Don’t worry, you did well, Nana.” Jeno’s voice was teasing, using the boy’s nickname to his
advantage.

For a second he wondered if Jaemin was actually as innocent as he acts. But seeing how the
younger was looking at him with round puppy-eyes, brows knitted together and how he worriedly
nibbled on his lower lip, he knew that Jaemin was clueless to his own arousing behaviour.
Jeno finally pushed the third bead fully in, letting Jaemin let out a breath he didn’t know he was
holding. He used the handle to move the three beads in the tightness of the boy, and Jaemin arched
off the bed, letting out a loud cry as his legs started shaking over the older’s broad shoulders.

“M-Master! Hnngg master I f-feel weird, stop p-please!!” Jaemin begged, body twisting and
thrashing from side to side as he tried to use his tied hands to stop the beads from moving inside
him.

“What do you feel, Nana?”

Jeno slapped his hands away once again, moving the anal beads faster and using his other hand to
get a hold of the younger’s abandoned dick. He rubbed the oozing tip and Jaemin arched again, a
loud moan escaping his parted lips.

“N-No not there!! P-Please, Master s-stop!!” Jaemin was a stuttering mess, trying to form words
between his cries and moans.

“Do you feel something here?” Jeno stroked his dick in one hand, covering the shaft effortlessly.

“Y-Yes!! I-I feel something c-coming out nghh please s-stop!” Jaemin’s cries only got louder.

He felt embarrassed but he couldn’t help it, if he let go he’ll be more embarrassed and Jeno’s huge
hand stroking his dick and the anal beads shoving in him didn’t help him either. Jeno moved his
hands at a crazy speed, thumbing over the little tip of Jaemin’s reddened dick while the younger
begged and thrashed nonstop.

“I-I’m gonna pee!!!” Jaemin screamed, looking directly at Jeno with his wide teary eyes as if
trying to show him the urgency of the situation.

“Pull it out!! I-I wanna use the r-restroom!” Jaemin hiccuped, feeling himself lose control slowly.
His nails dug into his own flesh, scratching the back of his thighs. The feeling of shame and
humiliation swelling in his chest, as he slowly let go.

“Let it out for me, Nana.”

Jeno knew that Jaemin was coming, but it was amusing to him that the younger one didn't know
that himself. Wondering if it is his first time even having an orgasm?

Nonetheless, he found it endearing how Jaemin got embarrassed thinking that he’ll pee. Jaemin
shook violently as cum squirted out of his reddened tip. Unknowingly bucking his hips up,
wanting to feel more of Jeno’s hand on his dick. Jeno quietly moved both his hands, fucking him
through his release.

“I’m s-sorry, I’m s-so sorry, Master.” Jaemin shut his eyes tightly, not daring to look Jeno in the
eyes. Soft sniffles were the only thing that could be heard as he cried silently.

“Jaemin, open your eyes.” Jeno commanded, trying to soften his voice as much as possible.

He stroked the now limp dick laying on top of Jaemin’s flat tummy. Soothingly caressing and
smearing Jaemin’s cum all over it. The younger boy slowly opened his eyes, his sight was blurry
post his release. He blinked a few times to allow his tears to escape and clear his eyesight.

“Look at this, you didn’t pee, little one.” Jeno smiled almost fondly at him, watching as Jaemin
averted his gaze down to his cum covered stomach.

“I-I didn’t?!” Jaemin exclaimed, unable to take his eyes off the pool of cum collected at the dip of
his thin abdomen.

“You just had an orgasm, baby.” Jeno couldn’t hold back much longer and let out a breathy
chuckle, endeared by the genuine surprise on the younger’s face.

Jaemin glanced up at Jeno. A little shy smile creeped to his face when he saw the older one
grinning widely, it caused his heart beat to increase.

“M-Master…” he called in a whisper.

“Hmm?” Jeno met his eyes, his chuckle dying out slowly.
“Y-You’re so handsome.” Jaemin timidly confessed, his gaze averting to his own legs over the
man’s shoulders.

Jeno’s eyes widened, never in his Dom experience did any of his partners ever say such a thing.
They compliment his big dick, his hot body, and how he makes them feel so good and they love to
get fucked by him. But, never this. They never compliment him, unlike Jaemin, which makes him
feel objectified and unappreciated for anything beyond his physical attributes.

“Thank you, pretty baby.” Jeno awkwardly replied, carefully squinting at the younger as if trying
to read past the surface of his pretty head.

The moment passed when Jaemin squealed and clenched tightly, feeling the beads move inside him
again. Jeno figured it was enough preparation so he slowly tugged the anal beads. Pulling the
different sized balls out one by one, watching the peachy rim stretch around it, while Jaemin
clenched in an attempt to get it out of him as fast as possible.

“Baby, can you push it out for me?” Jeno asked when he reached the last bead.

Jaemin tried, tightly squeezing and pushing the last ball out of his hole. He whimpered and whined
whenever he couldn’t get it fully out and the bead slid back inside him. And after a few failed
attempts, he looked up at Jeno with teary eyes and jutted his lower lip out.

“I can’t, Master!”

“C’mon baby, I know you can do it. You’re a good boy, aren’t you?” Jeno caressed the soft flesh
of his back thighs, earning a few desperate whimpers from the younger who nodded in a rush.

“Try again and I’ll reward you if you succeed, little one.”

And Jaemin did, biting his lower lip as he tightly squeezed the last ball out. His chest, neck, face
and up to the tip of his ears were flushed red due to how determined he was about pushing it out
this time.

“You’re halfway there, baby. Push some more.” Jeno said, kneading the younger’s ass, teasingly
pushing his cheeks together to make it harder for Jaemin to get the bead out.
“Hnngg!!” Jaemin gave it one last push, feeling the very last breath leave his body and finally the
burning stretch was gone and the bead was out.

He threw his head back on the soft sheets, breathing heavily like he just ran a marathon. Flushed all
over with sweat dripping down his face and neck.

“Good boy, you did so well, baby.” The older softly patted the clenching hole.

“M-Master, do I get the r-reward now?” Jaemin asked, still trying to catch his breath.

“Someone is getting a reward alright,” Jeno smirked, sliding his hands up and down the back of
Jaemin’s thighs and making him shudder under his gentle touches and miss the devilish glint in the
professor’s eyes.

All night long, he got his reward.

Jeno, I mean.

Fucking a first-timer, was out of this world. The tightness, the warmth and even the way Jaemin
clenched around him because of how inexperienced he was, it all drove him insane. He felt like
coming with every inch he slid into the younger one, the more he pushed the closer his orgasm
was.

Jaemin had his hands tied up his head, legs folded on top of his chest, as Jeno slowly pushed into
him. He might’ve crawled away a few times, cried and begged for Jeno to prep him some more
before he took the huge shaft into his unused hole. But it was all useless as Jeno easily manhandled
him and kept him in place.

Jeno’s whole body weight was pressed on him, not allowing him to move an inch away anymore.
He remained staring up at the ceiling with his blurry vision, gasping for air as he felt his insides
getting rearranged. Feeling the drag of Jeno’s dick against his walls, pushing through the tightness
with force until Jeno shaped his inside to the size of his dick.

“Hnngg m-master, h-hurts!!! Ahh it H-Hurts !!”

He was wailing at this point, choking on his own sobs. His body went completely limp, worried
that any movement would make the pain much worse.

“Fuck- you’re so tight, doll!” Jeno groaned, huffing harshly, latching onto the last bit of sanity he
has to not snap and start ruthlessly ramming his dick into the younger.

Only groans, moans, soft gasps and deep breaths filled the room. Jeno sliding in and out at a slow
pace, enjoying how Jaemin’s hole hugs his dick so tightly.

“I can’t believe I’m fucking my top student,”

Jeno groaned, pushing Jaemin’s legs apart to reach for his nipples, tainted pink, standing solid and
erect. Jeno’s tongue swirled around it and he gasped when Jaemin clenched tightly around his dick
in response.

“You like this, huh? You like having your professor’s dick shoved up your slutty hole?” Jeno
teased, sucking and nibbling on his nipple while he twisted and played with the other with his free
hand.

“M-Mr. Lee, are you disappointed i-in me?” Jaemin softly sniffled, even in his state, he worried
about his favourite teacher thinking badly of him.

“How can I be disappointed in- this!?” Jeno snapped his hips, shoving deep into Jaemin all of a
sudden to make his point.

“Hnng!!” Jaemin’s whole body jolted up with the force of the thrust. His eyes shut tight as a few
tears rolled down his cheeks. His master was so deep inside him, he could feel him in his lower
stomach.

Jeno tried to pull away and sit up straight to get a better look at his dick sliding in and out of
Jaemin. But, the latter was quick to wrap his tied wrists over his head and around his neck instead,
pulling him down.

“D-Don’t go, h-hug me.” Jaemin softly pleaded with teary eyes.

Jeno would’ve normally used force if he had to but he would pull away no matter what, but
something about Jaemin’s words and the desperation in his eyes and voice made him stay.
Steadying himself on his elbows to not squish the younger underneath him, and allowing Jaemin to
hug him close as he wished.

He probably just felt bad since it was Jaemin’s first time, that’s all. Or that’s what Jeno kept
repeating to himself until he believed it.

The younger one rested his chin on his professor’s shoulders. Hugging him tightly. His legs
wrapped around his torso, pulling their bodies together as if he wanted to become one with the man
on top of him breaching his hole.

Every slide of Jeno’s thick heavy dick made his eyes roll to the back of his head. He bit down on
the older’s shoulder, trying to muffle down the lewd voices he kept letting out. He lost all sense of
feelings to the hole that was being ruthlessly penetrated nonstop, the stretch around the older’s
shaft made it completely numb, only the feeling of getting filled up with every thrust was there and
the pleasure was undeniable.

The pace grew when Jeno felt his orgasm nearing, only now realising that he forgot to wear a
condom.

“Fuck, you didn’t even deny my dick without a condom. Do you like it raw, baby?”

Jeno was basically drilling into him at this point, speed and force at the maximum level possible.
The idea of busting inside the younger one was making him go feral.

“Ahhh!!! Nghh, s-slow down, p-please!”

Jaemin mewled as his prostate got abused with every harsh snap of the older’s hips. He tightened
his hand around Jeno’s neck, making the latter look at him, their faces only a hand apart.
“Should I cum inside of you, pretty boy?” Jeno heavily breathed, his eyes dark with lust, Jaemin
questioned the existence of the older’s sanity at this point.

“Hnngg m-master, do you wanna c-cum inside Nana?” Jaemin whimpered, looking at the older
with nothing but love in his dark brown orbs.

“Fuck yes, I wanna fill you up to the brim-”

Jeno frowned at his own words, shaking his head as realisation hit him mid-sentence. He never
even fucks his partners without a condom. He wonders what is with him today and why he is
acting differently than he usually does, but he pushes all these thoughts aside and locks them away
in the depths of his brain, where they shall never be revealed to anyone, not even himself. He
convinces himself that he is just having a good time and that he will deal with the consequences
later. However, deep down, he knows that his actions could have serious repercussions and regrets
not being more responsible.

“No, that’s not safe for you, I’ll just pull out” Jeno huffed, groaning as he desperately thrusted into
the ,still, tight hole, chasing his release before he pulled out.

A low groan left his mouth feeling his dick twitch. He quickly pulled out only to get forced back
into Jaemin by the pair of legs wrapped around his waist. He slumped back on top of him,
squishing the younger under his weight.

“C-Cum inside me, Mr. Lee.” Jaemin smiled shyly at him, his hands going back to wrap around
the older’s neck.

Jeno didn’t have a chance to fight back as he released his orgasm balls-deep in the younger. Jaemin
moaned softly, trembling as he hit another orgasm just on time.

As they both emptied their loads, Jeno took the chance to kiss down Jaemin’s neck, leaving a few
hickies here and there.

He felt blessed to be able to not only fuck a first-timer, but empty his balls in the newly fucked hole
too.
While Jaemin was just so happy to finally be with the love of his life, Mr. Lee. The older seemed
so happy fucking him, which means Mr. Lee loves Nana too, right?

With that in mind, he allowed his professor to have him again and again. Filling him up with
countless thick loads. The pure bliss on Jeno’s face as he watched Nana’s gaping hole squirt out
the loads of cum fucked into him, was enough for Jaemin to obediently offer himself “one more
time” for 6 hours straight.
 Chapter 2

Jaemin regrets accepting Mark’s request to tutor him.

He really does.

Mark was the school’s heartthrob, the handsome captain of the football team that had everyone
wrapped around his pinky. He came to Jaemin at the beginning of the semester and asked him if he
could tutor him for their upcoming Mathematics test.

“Professor Lee always talks about your good grades, so if you could do me this favour, I’ll owe
you big time!” Mark said.

And Jaemin couldn’t help but agree, although he always felt pressured and anxious to be seen with
the university’s main focus, talking in the hallway like they were some old friends. When in fact,
Jaemin was a nobody, just a little nerd that everyone sought for notes.

Jaemin felt the glares being thrown his way from Mark’s girlfriends/boyfriends wannabes, as he
stood by the football captain and discussed what they had studied the day before. But he didn’t pay
them much attention.

Except when a specific heavy gaze burned holes deep into his soul, he had no option but to look its
way. Trembling when he realised the person behind that rude gaze, a certain professor leaning on
the doorframe of the classroom, an eyebrow raised, and staring back at him with a very displeased
scowl on his handsome face.

Jaemin doesn’t know how he stuttered his way out of the conversation with Mark, eyes never
leaving the older man that was still glaring at him as he walked closer since he was going to his
class anyway.

“G-Good morning, M-Mr. Lee” he stuttered nervously, not sure whether he felt shy or scared
under the older’s gaze.
“Get in class, Na.” The professor bluntly commanded before he leaned closer to Jaemin so only he
could hear what he was going to say next.

“I’ll see you at Sinners after classes.”

So this is why Jaemin was now blindfolded. Hands cuffed and hung on each side. He stood with
his legs spreaded wide and each ankle shackled to the poles on his left and right. Another smack
landed on his ass. He twisted and thrashed, arching his back as a loud cry escaped his sore throat.

“Count, Jaemin.” Jeno's low threatening voice made the younger shiver.

“F-Five” he cried. His voice was shaky and breathless.

Not being able to see because of the blindfold made it ten times more terrifying, he can only hear
the steps of his professor walking around and now standing right behind him.

Another smack.

“Ahhh s-six!”

“What were you doing with that dork, Na?” Jeno’s hot breath fanned against his nape as he spoke.

“I-I was talking to h-him about next week’s test, Mr. Lee!” Jaemin sniffled, whimpering when Jeno
ran a hand over his stinging skin.

“Why you? He could have asked me. He could have asked any other student. Why you, Jaemin?”
Another spank.

“Nghh h-hurts!!” Jaemin cried.

“Count!”

He got yet another spank, but this time Jeno aimed between his thighs, smacking his balls instead.
Jaemin’s eyes widened, a loud gasp tore out of his throat, tears streaming down his flushed cheeks.

He suddenly lost count, not being able to remember what number he was at. His mind occupied
with the pain and the shameless pleasure he felt from getting spanked, his dick oozing with pre-
cum already.

“You can’t count? How did you teach that asshole then, huh?”

Jeno slid his hands between Jaemin’s cheeks, going down to grab his balls, tugging and massaging
them gently.

“M-Master, Ahh please! I’m sorry, I s-swear I only tutored him and he was hnng- a-asking about
some math problems.” Jaemin tried to speak between his whimpers. Feeling ashamed by how
turned on he was from getting treated this way.

“Are you sure it was just that?”

“Or is it that you’ve gotten so brave after losing your virginity? Did you let him touch you too,
Jaemin?” Jeno’s voice dropped an octave as he grazed Jaemin’s skin with his fingertips.

“W-What!!” Jaemin felt like crying, does Mr. Lee think that lowly of him?

“Tell me Jaemin, were you slutting around with this greedy hole?”

Jeno wrapped an arm around Jaemin’s waist, pulling his lower body back, and making him bend
forward slightly. His other hand went to soothingly rub Jaemin’s flushed and burning asscheeks.
Jaemin let out a choked up sob. He didn’t understand why he was getting turned on when Jeno was
insulting him?

He quickly shook his head “ no ”, unable to speak out loud without breaking down sobbing in
shame.

“Hmm I’m still not convinced, the first time you acted so needy, I feel like you would never say no
to dicks after you’ve tried it”

Jaemin could only whimper, feeling the drops of cum oozing out of his abandoned dick the more
Jeno degraded him. Plus, the professor’s hand was carelessly roaming around, caressing his body
and all his sensitive spots.

“I-I would never cheat o-on you, Mr. L-Lee” Jaemin desperately cried, hoping that the older one
would believe him.

“Cheat on me? No little one, it’s just that…”

Jeno trailed, his hands running over the sides of the younger’s body, swiftly forcing his ass to grind
back on his hard-on.

“Your body isn’t yours anymore.”

Jeno’s low whisper made Jaemin feel the rush of electricity down his spine, a weird sensation of
fear and arousal hit his core. If he really focused on the words that were said, they were toxic, but
Jaemin couldn’t help the blush that crept to his face. An overwhelming feeling of love swelled his
chest.

“I-It belongs to M-Master?” Jaemin turned his head around, even though he won’t be able to see
with the blindfold on.

Upon seeing that, Jeno reached for the blindfold and pulled it down, watching how Jaemin blinked
with his long lashes a few times to adjust to the lights before their eyes met.
“Yes, it belongs to me.” Jeno slowly repeated and Jaemin smiled.

A thump in the older’s chest made him look away, clearing his throat awkwardly. He glanced
again at the boy smiling shyly at him and his eyes widened.

‘What’s wrong with me? Why is my heart beating this loud, he might hear it!’

“What are you smiling at?” He grumbled, smacking Jaemin’s ass once again.

The younger jolted forward, a high pitched moan escaped his parted lips. He didn’t have much
time to let the pain sink in, as he got yanked back by his hair. Jeno pressed their bodies together,
gripping tightly on Jaemin’s soft strands.

“So Jaemin, tell me, was his dick better than mine? Did you offer your hole again and again just
like you did with me?” Jeno’s deep voice was so close to his ears, while his hands rubbed his
thighs, pushing his lower part even more against him.

Jaemin whimpered, biting his lower lip. The thought of being a slut who offers himself to anyone
and everyone, weirdly enough, turned him on. He was sure he could never do it, but just the
thought of it brought him closer to his climax.

“Did he tear you apart like I did? Did you allow him to fill up your hole with multiple loads too?”

“Hnngg!!” Jaemin gasped when Jeno got a hold of his twitching dick. Smearing his pre-cum all
over it and stroking it teasingly slowly.

“Such a slut, you’re so hard from this?”

“How about offering your hole to the whole school, huh? Do you want to be everyone’s cumdump?
Do you want them to fill every hole you have? You’ll take it all, won’t you? Cause you’re a
cockslut, right?”
And that was enough to make Jaemin’s back arch as he bucked his hips forward and came in the
older’s palm. Body trembling and shaking. A loud whiny cry left his throat. His tied hands formed
into fists as the urge to grab or claw onto something was huge.

“I didn’t know you’re this much of a slut, Nana”

Jeno let him come down from his high before untying him and setting him free. Jaemin winced as
he rubbed his bruised wrists. A little pout taking over his lips knowing that these marks will
probably stay there for a while.

When he looked up again, he saw Jeno sitting down on the armed chair. Pulling out a cigarette and
bringing it to his lips. Still looking at him with a cold, deadpan expression. Jaemin fidgeted in his
spot, rubbing his arm as he thought of what could be the right move to do next?

“M-Master?”

He softly and timidly called, looking at Jeno with his best puppy eyes. But the older one held his
serious expression and only raised an eyebrow at him.

“I-I didn’t sleep with Mark. I swear!” Jaemin pouted again. Trying to use his hands to cover as
much as he could of his bare body.

“Hmm, how can I be sure, though?” Jeno nonchalantly shrugged. Deep down wondering why this
was bothering him so much.

“Y-You can… check?” Jaemin shyly looked down at his body.

Jeno looked interested, putting the cigarette down and gesturing for Jaemin to come closer. Jaemin
took small but hurried steps to the older. Standing completely naked and flushed in front of him, he
shyly squeezed his thighs together when Jeno gazed over his body from head to toe.

“Show me”

“Huh?” Jaemin looked surprised at the sudden request.

“You said I can check, so show me if your hole was used recently or it’s back to being tight after
our venture last week” Jeno casually said.

Jaemin bit his lower lip, the redness in the apples of his cheeks spread as far to the tip of his ears.
He turned around slowly. Anxiously glancing back at Jeno every now and then.

“Get on all fours, Jaemin” Jeno rolled his eyes, the young boy was taking too long for his liking.

Jaemin instantly dropped to the floor. With one last glance back, he settled on his knees and
elbows, his ass sticking out for Jeno to gawk and drool over. Jaemin shut his eyes, feeling the last
bit of shame and sanity escape his body.

It was quiet for god knows how long until he heard Jeno’s deep and low “Fuck”. He flinched,
before glancing back and seeing Jeno fiddling with the zipper of his pants. Jaemin bit his lower lip
again and looked ahead of him, a giddy feeling filling up the pit of his stomach. He could hear a
few shuffling noises behind him before it was quiet again.

“Spread your asscheeks, let me see it clearly” Jeno commanded again as he leaned back on the
chair and stroked his half awakened monster dick, enjoying the sight Jaemin was offering.

Jaemin used both his slender hands to spread himself apart, pushing his knees further apart to have
a better balance and not fall forward and land on his face. He couldn’t stop himself from clenching
down, feeling timid knowing that Jeno was looking at his hole specifically.

“It seems tight, I remember wrecking it so bad it was gaping and had you limping for a few days at
school” Jeno hummed in approval, his words made Jaemin whine shyly at the memory.

“I guess you did only to tutor him, huh?”

Jaemin looked back hurriedly, still holding his cheeks apart, hope written all over his face as he
smiled widely and nodded. Jeno stopped stroking himself, getting up and walking to the closet with
many sex toys. He took a dildo out and walked back to his place earlier.

“Well, I still don’t like you hanging around with that guy, I sense bad news when I look at him. I
want you far away from him,” he said, settling down and getting comfortable again.

“Do you understand, Nana?”

He used his own hands and placed them over Jaemin’s, kneading the flesh while trapping the
younger’s hands in his hold.

“Y-Yes…” Jaemin mumbled.

A loud gasp escaped his mouth when suddenly something poked at his hole before penetrating his
walls without a warning. He sucked a sharp breath in, and his hands flew ahead of him, trying to
claw at the carpet underneath him and keep him up from slumping to the floor.

“Relax, you’re so tense I can’t move the dildo inside you.” Jeno rubbed his ass soothingly trying to
push the flesh apart and gain more access to push the silicon toy further.

Once the toy was fully nestled in and the base of it hit the outer of his rim, Jeno leaned back
comfortably in his chair. He enjoyed the way the younger trembled, his thighs shook in pleasure
from time to time, but when he noticed the dildo was getting pushed out due to how hard Jaemin
was squeezing it between his walls, he brought his bare feet up to shove it back inside him with
ease. Having less control over his leg, he accidentally pushed it further in and had Jaemin jolt
forward and let out a loud cry.

The younger glanced back when it got too much, his prostate getting rammed nonstop with no
mercy. He finally realised that Jeno was fucking him with his feet, shoving the dildo in whenever it
slipped out a little. The burn of humiliation made his hanging dick twitch and drip with cum again.

The more Jeno fucked him with the dildo, the more the pain eased and got replaced with a
humiliating amount of pleasure. At one point, Jaemin started pushing back on it, wanting to feel it
go deeper, wanting the silicone toy to reach the places that Jeno reached that time.

Desperate whines and whimpers filled the room, Jaemin eagerly pushed his hips back to reach that
sweet spot on his own, to no avail. While the older one just sat back, pretty amused and enjoying
the desperate act.

Jeno stroked his lengthy shaft with a little adoring smile on his lips. His gaze lustful and ready to
devour as he watched Jaemin’s reddened hole, tightly wrapping around the silicone piece and
sucking it into its warmth and back out.

Seeing as his dick started to ooze with pre-cum from just looking at Jaemin being a needy little
slut, he had to put an end to this, unfortunately. He let go of the base and watched the dildo slip out
and drop to the floor. Jaemin started shaking, whimpering like a little puppy, his needy hole
clenching around thin air.

“What? Are you upset?” Jeno asked after hearing the displeased whines.

“Hmph” Jaemin pouted, looking back at Jeno with half lidded teary eyes.

“You wanna continue fucking the toy when you can have my dick instead?” Jeno bucked his hips
slightly, humping the air, with his length standing tall and proud.

Jaemin’s eyes widened as he looked at the veiny dick, dripping with the slightest of pre-cum. A
blush took over his warm cheeks, as he shifted around to face Jeno, still on his knees. He licked his
lips trying to stop himself from drooling at the sight.

Part of what Jeno said was true. After Jaemin had sex for the first time he was indeed obsessed
with dicks, but not just any dick. He will only ever look at one man’s dick this way, his
professor’s, Mr. Lee’s dick.

“You want it, little one?” Jeno chuckled breathily, seeing the hungry eyes of the younger feasting
on his monster dick.

Jaemin looked up at him and nodded intently, blinking his round eyes innocently as if he wasn’t
begging to be ruined.

“Come and ride it,”

Jaemin took a few seconds to comprehend the command, but as soon as Jeno tapped his lap, he got
up on his wobbly legs and went to straddle him. His dick was barely half the girth of Jeno’s. He bit
his lower lip shyly, the embarrassment was there, but he can’t deny the arousal he felt when he saw
their size difference.
“What are you looking at? Up!”

Jeno was impatient, just the sight of the naked and flushed boy was making his dick twitch to feel
the tightness around it again. A loud spank landed on Jaemin’s hips and he whimpered, instantly
lifting himself up by holding onto Jeno’s broad shoulders. He let the older line his dick with his
throbbing entrance, rubbing the hole with his precum before shoving the tip in.

“Slide down,” Jeno grunted. Only the tip was in and he already felt like filling Jaemin up with his
seeds.

Jaemin’s legs were shaking non stop, eyes teary as he tightly clutched on the fabric of Jeno’s shirt.
He slowly and carefully slid down, feeling himself being stretched wide with every inch that
slipped into him. His insides were getting torn apart shortly after he recovered from their first
session last week.

Jeno let him have his own pace, gulping hardly as he watched how Jaemin stopped every now and
then and threw his head back, Jaemin’s sinful moans didn’t help him get a grip either. But he tried
his best, groping the two round fleshes of Jaemin’s ass and spreading them apart to make the
process easier for both of them.

Jaemin completely settled down moments later. Jeno’s dick shoved up so deep in him, and he
finally let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. Tears streamed down the sides of his face,
he knew the burning stretch would soon be replaced with pure pleasure so he didn’t whine like a
little bitch and instead he rolled his hips slightly, trying to get used to the stretch as fast as possible.

But that was a wrong move.

Jeno groaned and tightly groped his ass, to keep him in place. He looked at Jaemin with a
dangerously threatening gaze.

“I’ll not hesitate to rail you to the floor, so stay put”

Jaemin whimpered at the threat, shivering in fear at the low deep voice of his professor. But, his
dick twitched in excitement. It’s only his second time doing it, but he already prefers it rough.
“C-Can I move now, M-Master?” Jaemin pleadingly asked.

“Move,”

Jaemin didn’t need to be told twice, he used his hands on Jeno’s shoulders to pull himself up,
before slumping back down, throwing his head back and moaning out loud. He repeated the action
in a steady slow pace until he was used to it.

It didn’t take long before he started bouncing on it, his soft hair bouncing with him. Jeno used both
hands to play with his hard nipples as his gaze never left Jaemin’s fucked out expressions, loving
how eager and pleased he looked despite the pain. The younger used both his hands to spread his
asscheeks as he eagerly rode his professor’s long shaft. Loud voices of skin slapping against each
other, deep groans and moans filled the room.

It also didn’t take long for Jaemin to grow tired, his pace slowed down and his moans got whiner as
his shaky legs couldn’t hold him up any more. He looked at Jeno, almost panicking. But the older
assured him by brushing his tears away.

“Want me to take over?”

“Hnngg p-please, Master!”

Jeno took over, alright.

They took over the whole room. Not leaving one spot untouched.

They fucked on the chair, against the wall, on the floor, against the wardrobe, in front of the
mirror, at some point Jeno fucked him in the air. He easily carried him around like he weighed
nothing, bending and twisting his body to his liking, using him as his personal fuck hole, a mere
sex doll for him to wreck.
And finally, they ended up on the bed. Jaemin slumped on the soft sheets with just his ass sticking
up as his master rammed him in an animalistic speed, emptying his third load into his gaping and
sore hole. Jaemin could barely moan at this point, his throat scratchy from all the screaming and
crying he did all through the night.

So when Jeno slumped his heavy body on top of him, with his, now flaccid, dick still buried deep
inside him, Jaemin could only whimper. He didn’t completely hate it, feeling Jeno’s warm and
sweaty body against his own was the best feeling he could ever ask for. Especially when Jeno
gently kissed the back of his head, down to his nape and trailing to his shoulders.

He could never complain about this.

Jaemin was fast to fall asleep under him, so Jeno carefully got off him, sliding his dick out and
watching the stream of cum dripping down the sheets.

“Fuck-“

He slapped his dick against the wet and loose hole a few times, just enjoying the sight of his
creation. It’s sights like these that stroked his ego, sights like these that made his dominant self
very pleased and happy, a sight of a fucked open hole dripping with his own cum while the owner
is hopelessly passed out from the overstimulation.

It was another win for the dom.

Jeno’s gaze drifted to the red hand prints that marked all over the two soft globes from his
punishment earlier. A sigh escaped his mouth.

“Did I hit too hard? It was his first time...”

The feeling of guilt was crawling to his chest, he never felt this way before, he only ever feels this
way when it’s Jaemin he’s talking about, weirdly so.
But he was a possessively heated man, seeing Jaemin standing with that guy towering over him
made the fire of jealousy in him blind his sight. It’s nothing personal, but Jeno is an owner in this
place. He owns every single one of his subs. So if any of his subs were standing with a good
looking man, he would flip and punish them the same.

Jeno nodded at his own thoughts, he was convinced that it’s nothing personal or special.

Ignoring the fact that three of his other subs are in long-term relationships, while one was openly
sleeping around with multiple other doms. But, Jaemin—just—standing with a good looking
student? It was unacceptable.

Jeno got off the bed, sighing again. He kept glancing at the naked body laying on the bed as he
collected his clothes that were scattered on the floor.

Once fully dressed, he looked at Jaemin one last time before walking out and closing the door
behind him. Leaving Jaemin passed out, laying there, completely naked and still dripping with his
cum. Not knowing that the younger woke up only minutes later.

The coldness of the room made him stir in his sleep, he slowly opened his eyes only to be met with
complete darkness. Jaemin blinked a few times, trying to adjust to the dark room.

“M-Master?” He weakly called, his voice cracking a little bit.

Silence.

“Mr. L-Lee?”

His voice was slightly shaky as a tear rolled down his eyes, he tried again to get an answer from the
older. Praying that the latter was present in this dark and cold room.

Jaemin fears the darkness.

He hugged his aching body close to his chest, folding himself into a ball as he let his tears stream
down his cheeks. He shivered when he felt the liquid substance dripping down his lower part. A
sudden feeling of self loath banged his chest and he whimpered.

Mr. Lee wouldn’t do this. Jaemin gave him his all, he won’t repay him like this.

His sniffles became sobs in no time.

Fear, physical pain and his aching heart, it all throbbed and choked him up, it was hard to breathe
and soon he felt like falling into deep sleep and ending all this pain.

His eyes almost completely shut close when he heard the door knob being twisted and the light
from outside welcomed him. His vision was blurry but he could still see the lean figure with broad
shoulders and muscular arms walking through that door.

He knows that figure.

“Jaemin?”

He knows that voice.

“M-Mr. Lee?” He muttered, unsure if his voice was even heard.

Jeno locked the door behind him before turning the dim lights on. He walked closer to the bed and
joined Jaemin after taking his coat off and throwing it to the side. Jaemin was only staring with
wide teary eyes, as if he couldn’t believe that Jeno is here.

He quietly waited until Jeno settled down next to him, leaning his back on the head board before he
tossed his body at him and hugged his torso. Jeno was shocked, and he was even more shocked
when Jaemin let out a few broken sobs.

“Jaemin, what’s wrong?”

“I-I thought you left”

Jeno could feel the younger’s tears wetting his shirt. A sudden suffocating pain in his chest as the
younger sobbed in his lap. He felt the need to stop this, the need to make Jaemin un-upset.

“Jaemin, look at me?”

Jaemin nuzzled his head further into the older’s toned stomach, scooting his body closer to him. A
sign that he didn’t want to let go even for a second. Jeno only sighed, reaching for the plastic bag
he brought with him. He removed the covers off of Jaemin’s body, earning a whine from the
younger cuddled to his side.

“C’mon little one, I brought you this to apply to the bruises” Jeno pulled the cream he got from the
pharmacy right down the street.

Jaemin’s eyes welled with tears as he looked up at Jeno. No one ever cared for his bruises or
wounds.

“Lay down, I’ll apply it for you” Jeno patted the pillow right next to him and Jaemin obeyed,
moving to lay on his stomach, snuggling the pillow as he stared up at Jeno.

The older didn’t need to move, he could reach Jaemin’s ass easily with the cream he applied to his
hand. Jaemin hissed when the cold cream touched his burning skin, but soon Jeno’s warmth took
over the more he massaged the cream into his skin.

“I’m sorry if I was a little too rough” Jeno apologized, glancing at Jaemin who shook his head, as
if telling him “no worries”

Jaemin could only lay there, hugging the pillow, looking up at Jeno’s concentrating face with
adoration, a faint blush on his wet cheeks and a beautiful smile on his rosy lips. Just feeling the
older’s rough hands gently rubbing his skin, going down slightly, teasingly running between his
inner thighs before reaching the other cheek.

Once done, Jeno wiped his hands with a tissue. And finally, he looked up and met the younger’s
gaze, he smiled unknowingly.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” He chuckled.

“I’m just grateful-“

Jaemin was cut short when he tried to pull the covers over himself to shy away from the older’s
gaze but got stopped by the latter.

“No, you have to leave it exposed,” Jeno gestured to the cream he applied.

“Hmph, b-but it’s cold!” Jaemin whined, shivering slightly as he spoke, since he was completely
naked.

“C’mere” Jeno tapped his lap.

The twenty two year old blushed madly, his smile growing bigger that he had to bite his lower lip
to stop himself, but nonetheless he hurried to crawl to the older’s lap, straddling him. Jeno pulled
him closer, hugging him by his waist, mindful to not touch his ass, and Jaemin laid his head on his
shoulder while his hand laid flatly on Jeno’s clothed chest.

“Better?” Jeno tightened his arms around him once he asked.

“Better,”

Jaemin knew his cheeks would hurt him tomorrow from smiling this much but he couldn’t help it,
glancing up at Jeno’s handsome features every now and then only made his blush grow deeper.

“By the way, I checked your contract,” Jeno said after a while. “I can’t believe you wrote ‘I like
Mr. Lee’ in the interests section” The breathy chuckle that followed rumbled in his chest and made
Jaemin feel tingles as he shyly whined, hiding his face in the crook of the older’s neck.

“You were supposed to write your sexual interests, anything you wanna try or anything you want
to avoid?”
Jeno tried to refer to the contract to help him with his dom/sub relationship with Jaemin. But when
he saw what the younger wrote he was left speechless.

“Oh!?” Jaemin pulled back to look at Jeno with his round eyes. Only now realising that’s what the
question was about.

“I didn’t know” he mumbled, quite embarrassing the more he thought of what he wrote.

“It’s okay baby, can you just tell me right now?”

“Hnngg no~ I’m too embarrassed!” Jaemin rested his forehead on the older’s chest to hide his
flushed face, clutching tightly on his shirt.

“Why? I found it quite adorable, kitten.” Jeno chuckled once again.

Jaemin whimpered shyly, pulling away to look at Jeno again.

“Th-That…”

“What is it?”

“I-I like it when you call me that…” Jaemin shyly gazed down at his lap, fiddling with the buttons
of Jeno’s shirt.

“Kitten?”

Jaemin slowly nodded, a timid smile on his face as he glanced up to see Jeno’s reaction. The older
man seemed deep in thoughts.

“Then tell me this, what do you think about wearing little Kitten ears and a tail?” Jeno smirked,
seeing how the oblivious boy gave it a thought before giving an approving nod.
“You like that? You want me to put a collar with a little bell around your neck too?” Jeno used one
hand to wrap it around Jaemin’s neck, adding the slightest bit of pressure, feeling Jaemin gulp hard
as he looked at him with wide eyes.

The younger nodded again. And Jeno slid his hand down to his waist again.

“You know what pet play is, Jaemin?”

“N-No”

“Hmm, we might need to come up with a safe word for you”

Jeno was just worried that Jaemin was getting himself into something that he didn’t even fully
understand.

“Safe word?” The younger tilted his head to the side, blinking his wide eyes with confusion
written all over his face.

Jeno figured that Jaemin wouldn’t have much trouble acting like a little Kitten since he already
behaved like one.

“Yes, so if it gets too much or too overwhelming, you’ll say the safe word and I’ll stop no matter
what,” Jeno explained, hands trailing up and down the back of Jaemin soothingly, it was a habit of
his to do that, he did it subconsciously.

“Mmm, how about bunnies!!” Jaemin adorably exclaimed. And Jeno could only smile and nod.

“Bunnies it is then.”
 Chapter 3

It’s been two months since Jaemin signed up for Sinners. Two months of getting wrecked by his
professor, the man he once had a huge crush on.

Nothing changed, only Jaemin is deeply and madly in love now.

Jeno was insane in bed. He treated him like nothing but a sex toy, introduced him to many new
kinks and different kinds of pleasure. Despite it, Jaemin found himself enjoying the new
experiences and eagerly looked forward to their next session.

Jaemin was indeed his best student, he learned fast and was always willing to learn more. The
younger man accepts whatever his Master gave him with the prettiest smile adoring his face.

Although Jaemin felt bad, his Master was always the one giving. He was always the one surprising
him with something new every time they came to Sinners .

Jaemin wanted to give back. He wanted Jeno to feel the bliss he feels every time.

So, after many researchers, reading articles, and watching videos, Jaemin finally had the best plan
to surprise his Master.

So today, once Jeno dismissed his students, Jaemin rushed out of class. Which confused the older
man, the younger one always stuck around until the classroom emptied so he could be alone with
his professor.

Shrugging it off, Jeno packed his stuff, trying to ignore the annoyance he felt deep down. But it
didn’t last for too long, sighing as he glanced at Jaemin’s empty desk.

“What is he in a hurry for?”

Jaemin was acting off in class today. Usually, Jeno would catch the younger one staring at him,
head tilted to the side, a loving smile on his lips, and his cheeks tainted crimson. His smile only
widens when their eyes meet.

Jaemin doesn’t pay attention to anyone besides his professor. He barely glances at his books before
he starts swooning over the older again with hearts in his eyes.

Jeno would never admit how much he liked having the boy’s full attention.

He wonders, what’s going on in Jaemin’s mind when he looks at him like that?

But today Jaemin seemed distracted, he avoided looking into his eyes directly. He seemed to be
daydreaming of something else and smiling instead.

Jeno hated it. Did Jaemin find a new interest aside from “Mr. Lee”?

Meanwhile…

Jaemin rushed out of school and took the bus straight to Sinners. Usually, he’d wait by the bus stop
away from school, only for Jeno to pick him up from there in his car, they were careful to not get
caught.

Jaemin got off the bus and hurried to the dark alley that was only slightly lit up because of the red
“Sinners” sign. Jaemin walked in, the bells hanging on the doorframe rang, announcing his
presence.

He tightened his grip on his backpack, hugging it to his chest as he walked through the dim
hallway after returning the robot’s greetings. The place was always so quiet, Jaemin wondered if
there’s anyone besides them whenever they’re here.

He fished the keys out of his pocket and unlocked the door to their rented room. He hurried in,
closing the door behind him and turning the lights on.

Usually, Jeno would be here first or they’ll come together, but today Jaemin prepared a surprise.
Even though it was a Monday, and they only meet on Saturday, Tuesday, and Thursday, he figured
that it would be a double surprise for the professor.

Jaemin was quick to strip out of his clothes, using one hand to type away on his phone at the same
time.

Jaemin: Hello, Mr. Lee ♡

Jaemin: Can you come to Sinners?

Jaemin: I’m waiting for you, Master ♡

Master ♡:

Master ♡: I’m on my way

Reading Mr. Lee's text, Jaemin squealed. He threw his phone to the bed and hurried to unzip his
bag, and pull out his “surprise”.

“I should get ready before he gets here.” he mumbled to himself.

Smiling shyly while gazing at the white kitten ears headband and the white furry tail with a butt
plug. He got himself a collar too, a pretty pink one that has “Master’s” written on the heart dangling
from it.

He quickly brushed his shyness off, putting the headband on first before wearing the collar around
his neck and putting the leash on. He then got some lube and lubed up the butt plug connected to
the tail. He stood in front of the mirror, giving it his back to look at the pink jewel stuck between
his asscheeks.

Jaemin figured that he shouldn’t waste time prepping himself here so he did it back at home. He
had to sit still all through classes, the slightest bit of movement made him whimper, feeling the butt
plug shoving deeper. He couldn't believe that he was doing this for a man he once had a huge crush
on, but the thought of impressing his professor turned him on even more. He hoped that all the
preparation would pay off in the end.

That’s why he couldn’t focus all day long and was so distracted.
He bent down slightly, pushing his hips back to get a better look at it. Using one hand to spread his
cheeks apart while the other one twirled the jewel around, tugging on it before shoving it back in
place. He gasped once he pulled it completely out, seeing his pinkish hole clench around nothing.

“Hnng, pretty~” he shyly muttered, watching his hole gape eagerly, wanting to be filled again.

He reached for the tail that he laid on the bed, bringing it closer to his hole. He rubbed the pointy
tip covered with lube against his hole before slowly adding pressure to push it in.

“Nghh!”

He tightly shut his eyes, biting his lower lip and trying so hard to stand still on his shaky legs. He
went slow, this butt plug was three times bigger than the one he had inside him all day. A loud
gasp left him when it slipped fully in.

His knees buckled, giving up on him, and he dropped down on all fours, just on time, the doorknob
twisted and Jeno walked through the door, both hands in his pocket, humming to a random tune
and coming to a halt when he saw Jaemin’s state.

“Hnngg, Master!” Jaemin cried with a slight pout, feeling the pain shooting through his knees due
to the fall.

Jeno’s eyes widened. His mouth hung open as he looked at Jaemin. On all fours. Between the soft
strands of his honeyed hair, white kitty ears popped out. The beautiful skin of his neck was collard
and marked as “Master’s”. Last but not least, the reflection on the mirror showed the furry tail
sticking out of Jaemin’s ass and hanging between his thick thighs.

“What the fuck, Jaemin?”

Jeno’s voice was dangerously low, and that’s how Jaemin knows that he succeeded in seducing the
older. His master’s voice always drops this low when he’s turned on.

“Oh, Master!” Jaemin just realised that his surprise was ruined, but he won’t allow it.
He winced slightly when he crawled on his aching knees closer to where Jeno stood. Pawing at the
older’s shoes before looking up with the brightest smile on his flushed face.

“Master, Nana is a Kitten!”

The innocent excitement in his announcement made Jeno’s dick twitch uncomfortably in his pants.
He gulped, looking down at Jaemin with unreadable wide eyes.

How can Jaemin look this cute while doing such a lewd thing?

“You’re a Kitten?” Jeno repeated.

Jaemin hurriedly nodded. He sat up on his knees before fisting his hands as if they were paws in
front of his chest and looking up with eager eyes at Jeno.

He sure resembled one.

“What a pretty little Kitten.” Jeno complimented, caressing the white cat ears before touching the
younger’s cheeks.

“Who told you to do this?” Jeno breathily chuckled, still not believing how insanely adorable
Jaemin looked like that.

“Master likes cats, and I like it when Master calls me Kitten.” Jaemin blushed at his own
confession. Nuzzling his cheeks into the older’s palm.

“Such a good Kitten, you prepared all this for me?” Jeno crouched down to Jaemin’s level.

“Hnng yes! here,”

The younger handed Jeno the leash that was connected to his collar. And Jeno accepted it with an
amused look. He sure never expected Jaemin to be the one that surprises him.
Jeno reached for the collar around his neck, tracing the word “Master’s” on the heart. His smile
softened into that of a fond one without him even noticing.

“Do you like it?” Jaemin tilted his head slightly to get a better look at Jeno’s face.

“I love it, Kitten.”

Jeno didn’t care that today wasn’t his day with Jaemin. He didn’t care that there was probably
another sub waiting for him in one of the other rooms. He also didn’t pay attention to his racing
heart the longer he looked at Jaemin.

“So beautiful, my Kitten.”

Jaemin’s smile widened into a huge grin upon hearing that. Absolutely clueless as to how it
affected Jeno and his pounding heart.

“So, what do you want in return, Kitten?”

Jeno finally snapped out of his dazed state. Wrapping the leash around his hand to shorten it and
have better control of it.

He watched how Jaemin was hesitating before he pawed at his firm chest, gently pushing him and
making him fall back on his butt.

“The fuck, Kitten?” Jeno groaned, brows knitted into a frown as he tried to sit up.

Not so long before Jaemin crawled on top of him. He settled for lifting his upper body on his
elbows to look at the younger while Jaemin lined his face with the older’s crotch.

He gulped, what he was gonna do next was something so not him, or at least, something he’d never
show to anyone.
He palmed over Jeno’s clothed shaft before he leaned down and rubbed his soft cheeks against the
obvious bulge in the older’s pants. Looking up at him with round eyes.

“I want Master’s milk.” he whined shyly.

Red flashed in Jeno’s eyes. He almost came at the sight itself. A low growl-like voice rumbled in
his chest, and Jaemin had to make it worse by whimpering and looking at him with a pout.

The urge to kiss Jaemin was undeniable, but Jeno doesn’t do that. He doesn’t kiss his subs, that’s
way too out of his line and way too intimate.

“Have it.” Jeno nodded for him to unzip his pants and Jaemin didn’t hesitate.

He unzipped it with hurried hands, grinning like a child who’s about to have his favorite candy.
Jaemin’s eyes shone with excitement as he held the girthy shaft in his two hands, stroking it slowly.

“You like what you see, Kitten?” Jeno smiled lovingly, seeing how Jaemin licked his lips hungrily
while eyeing his dick.

“Mhm!” Jaemin shyly nodded, feeling embarrassed for how obvious he was.

“How about you get on that bed and wait for Master to join you?” Jeno caressed Jaemin’s cheeks
gently, his elbows starting to hurt from the hard wooden floor.

Jaemin obediently got off Jeno, he got up and immediately got pulled down by the leash around his
neck. He winced but got down again, looking at Jeno with confused eyes.

“Ever seen a Kitten walk on two? Get there on all fours.” Jeno sternly commanded, tugging on the
leash one last time before completely letting go.

Jaemin did as he was told. Whimpering as he shyly crawled to the bed on all fours. Jeno sat back,
watching his hips sway from side to side, the tail wagging left and right with every move. His
thighs flexed as he dragged his legs on the floor and climbed up the bed.
He finally turned to look at Jeno who got up only after seeing Jaemin settled on the bed.

“What did you say you wanted, Kitten?” Jeno questioned as he walked around, going to the
wardrobe of sex toys.

Jaemin was on all fours on the bed, watching Jeno’s every move curiously.

“Master’s milk.” Jaemin repeated.

He only heard a low hum from the older who was busy looking for something in the wardrobe.
Moments later he pulled away and walked back with a pet food bowl and placed it on the floor
right next to the bed before joining him.

“Have you eaten anything today?” Jeno always made sure that Jaemin ate before they started
doing anything.

Jaemin nodded and tensed, feeling the older’s presence behind him when he’s on all fours has
always made him anxious and nervous. But, he knew better than to glance back or peek. He just
stayed still until he felt the strong grip on his waist, Jeno pulled him back, grinding him against his
hard-on.

“Hnng- n-no, Wait!” Jaemin gasped, feeling the butt plug move inside him and press further the
more Jeno grinds against him.

Jeno suddenly stopped and leaned back to have a better look at Jaemin’s state. He still couldn’t
completely process how beautiful Jaemin looked, and how he thought of such a surprise.

“If Kitten wants something, you wag your tail.” Jeno spoke slowly, kneading the soft flesh of
Jaemin’s ass in his hand.

Jaemin glanced back, confused as to what Jeno wants.

“Beg for it, show me how much you really want it.”

Jaemin didn’t move for a few moments, trying to process the command and think of what to do. A
harsh slap on his ass made him jolt forward and gasp loudly.

“Do you not want it, slut?”

Jaemin immediately started wiggling his butt so the tail shakes with him, whining and whimpering
all along as he slumped down, sticking his ass further out as he wiggled it from side to side.

“Hnng, Master! Kitten wants Master!” He whined, clutching tightly onto the sheets.

Jeno almost drooled at the sight of the jiggling butt and the tail between the two round globes.
Without a second thought, he got a hold of the white furry tail and tugged on it.

His eyes widened when he saw how far Jaemin’s hole stretched around the butt plug. It was a huge
plug. He groaned at the sight of his pinkish and swollen hole gaping after he pulled it completely
out.

Jaemin started shaking in pleasure, unclenching and trying to keep it gaping. He whimpered when
he felt the rough fingers tracing his hole before slowly sliding into his sore entrance. Jaemin
clenched around the two fingers, tightly trapping them inside him and whimpering.

Jeno forcefully moved his fingers, holding onto Jaemin’s hips to stop him from squirming away.

“You prepared this hole so well, it’s gaping so wide already.” Jeno pulled his fingers out, using
both hands to spread the flesh further apart, watching Jaemin clench around thin air.

“M-Master, please!” Jaemin whined, feeling so filthy for trying this hard to unclench and show the
older one how far he was stretched.

“Please what, pretty baby?” Jeno was calm and collected, completely the opposite of Jaemin’s
messy state,
“I want you, Master!” Jaemin’s voice was pleading, feeling the burning sensation in his cheeks
spread out to his whole face.

It was quiet for a few moments, Jaemin heard shuffling behind him before he suddenly jolted
forward when Jeno shoved his dick balls deep inside of him just like that, no warnings given
whatsoever.

“Ahh, Master!” A high-pitched moan tore from his throat.

No matter how much he prepared himself, Jeno was still too big for him. He clenched down
around the older’s dick to prevent him from moving while he adjusted himself to the size of it.

“Kitten, let go.” Jeno rolled his eyes at the trembling boy, encouragingly tapping his ass.

Jaemin whimpered, fearful of disobeying but unable to handle the pain that shot through his ass
from getting penetrated in one go. He shook his head ‘no’ while still clenching down tightly on the
length.

“Kitten, unclench!” Jeno’s voice was sterner and more threatening. Jaemin flinched but stayed
still, sniffling quietly. The painful stretch on his hole was too much for him to think straight.

“Jaemin!” Jeno growled, the tightness around his dick driving him close to insanity.

“Hnngg!!” Jaemin whined, but slowly unclenched, trembling when he finally allowed himself to
feel the hefty length pressed against his walls.

And Jeno didn’t waste a second, mounting Jaemin’s ass and drilling him to the bed sheets.
Ramming deep inside him with forceful thrusts until Jaemin slumped down, unable to hold his
weight up in his shaky state.

He could only helplessly moan and clutch to the sheets tightly, obediently pushing his hips back
only for the older to slam it back down. Skin slapping and their moans and groans were soon
accompanied by the sound of Jaemin’s hole squelching with precum and lube.
Jeno’s thick dick forced Jaemin’s walls apart, stretching them and shaping the younger’s inside to
his dick until he was easily slipping in and out of the loose hole.

“You want some milk, Kitten?”

“Hnngg Yes! Yes please- Ahh, Master!”

Jeno slowed down his thrusts but they were still forceful, every snap of his hips shoved so deep
inside that it hit Jaemin’s prostate with ease.

“Meow for me like a good little Kitten and I’ll give you what you want, Jaemin.”

Jaemin whimpered, his eyes widening as he looked back at Jeno, wondering if he’s serious.

“Go ahead.” Jeno encouraged him.

Jaemin bit his lower lip, feeling himself nearing an orgasm as Jeno kept on thrusting in him. A
hand wrapped around the base of his dick and he gasped, whining and squirming around. His
release was denied.

“Meow, if you want it, Na.”

Jaemin cried, the frustration, the painful grip on his dick, and Jeno milking his prostate were all too
much for him to handle. He tried to let go of the last bit of shame he had, opening his mouth and
letting out a weak meow that was barely even heard.

“What was that, Jaemin? I couldn’t hear you!?”

The younger shut his eyes tightly, humiliation eating him alive and making it even harder for him
to hold back from coming, he wanted this to end as soon as possible.
He meowed again, voice shaky but louder this time.

“There you go! Good job, kitty.”

The compliments from the older man have always been a successful way to make Jaemin feel
giddy and greedy for more. Sooner than later he was meowing and purring without getting asked to
do so. Pushing his hips back to meet Jeno’s thrusts, eagerly begging for a release.

“Hnngg, Master please!?” He whimpered, looking with his teary eyes up at Jeno who was
hovering on top of him at this point.

“You wanna cum?”

Jaemin desperately nodded.

“Cum for master, Kitten.” he let go of the younger’s dick and Jaemin came instantly with a loud
moan, shaking violently and trembling whenever Jeno hit his prostate all through his release.

“Good kitty, such a good little Kitten.” Jeno kept whispering soothingly, kissing the side of his
neck and licking his earlobe.

“K-Kitten-” Jaemin spoke breathlessly. “Kitten wants Master’s milk!” He continued, struggling to
catch his breath while being pressed down to the mattress like that.

Jeno fastened his pace, groaning low as he felt his release getting closer. Jaemin felt oversensitive
after coming once, he subconsciously clenched around the older. With a low grunt, Jeno forced his
dick out hurriedly when he felt the cum shooting through his veiny dick.

Jaemin’s moan was cut short at the sudden emptiness. He glanced to the side to see Jeno giving
him his back and settled on the edge of the bed, he could see the movement of his hand and he
knew that the older was jerking off.

He frowned, pretty confused as he forced his shaky limbs up and crawled to where Jeno was
sitting. Back hugging him and resting his chin on the older’s shoulder to peek at what he’s doing.
“Master~” Jaemin whined. He wanted Jeno to cum inside him, he has been daydreaming of that all
day long.

But with one glance at what Jeno was doing, he went quiet and gulped, feeling the arousal shoot
through his heated body yet again.

“Come have Master’s milk, kitten.” Jeno glanced at him, gently kissing Jaemin’s flushed cheek
while stroking the last bit of cum out of his dick.

Jaemin bit his lower lip as he timidly crawled off the bed. Eyes focused on the bowl placed by the
bed, now filled with Jeno’s cum, while some of it was splattered all over the floor right next to the
bowl.

Jaemin got down to the bowl and Jeno held him by his leash, tugging him down. With a simple
“Drink” command Jaemin stuck his tongue out and leaned to lick some of the cum. Whimpering at
the saltiness that hit his taste buds.

He peeked with his doe eyes at Jeno who was still stroking his dick, tongue stuck out as he
continued licking his “milk”. The older groaned, throwing his head back, his dick twitching and
hardening right back at the lewd sight, but Jaemin’s innocent gaze drove him nuts and made his
heart beat at an unhealthy speed.

Jaemin whimpered, he almost came untouched for the second time as he continued drinking up his
master’s milk, feeling Jeno tugging on his collar every now and then.

Once he licked the bowl clean, he glanced at Jeno who instantly pulled him up by his leash. Jaemin
sat down on his knees right in front of Jeno, hands resting on the older’s knees as he looked up at
him with wide eyes, blinking them a few times.

“Beautiful.” Jeno muttered, wiping away the little bit of cum on Jaemin’s chin, making the
younger smile shyly at him.

“You licked the bowl clean, but what about Master’s dick?” Jeno asked, leaning back on his palms
pressed on the mattress.
Jaemin’s gaze fell to the older’s shaft, noticing that the reddened tip was stained with cum, before
he quickly looked up, nodding.

“I’ll clean it!” He exclaimed, round eyes filled with nothing but love and determination to please
Jeno.

Jeno smiled, spreading his legs further for Jaemin to scoot closer and get a hold of his dick.

“Go ahead, kitten.”

After Jaemin sucked Jeno’s dick clean, and after rounds and rounds of sex, they both laid down
unmoving on the messy bed. Jeno back hugged Jaemin closer to his chest, his dick still shoved
deep inside the younger, using it as a plug for the many loads he filled Jaemin with.

They were never satisfied with doing it once, they liked driving each other crazy, overstimulating,
and draining one another until they both pass out, completely powerless.

“...-So you only have one older sister?”

After their intense rounds of sex, they always ended up cuddling and talking about the most
random stuff. Jaemin asks more about Jeno and the older one secretly wants to know more about
his student too.

“Yeah, what about you?” Jeno asked, hugging Jaemin closer and making him whimper when
Jeno’s dick shoved deeper in him.

“Hnng!!”

“Sorry.” Jeno sheepishly muttered, kissing the side of Jaemin’s neck and carefully tightening his
arms around his waist.
“I-I’m an only child.”

“You live with your parents?” Jeno couldn’t help but be curious about the younger in his arms.

“No, my parents are in Jeonju, I live alone here in Seoul.”

Jeno could sense the sudden drop in Jaemin’s voice.

“Jaemin?”

“Hmm?”

“A-Are you okay?”

“Oh sorry, I just miss my parents.” Jaemin sniffled, wiping his tears away. Thinking of his parents
always makes him emotional.

Jeno gulped upon seeing and hearing that, not knowing what to do or how to fix this. He just stared
at the back of Jaemin’s head, nervously nibbling on his lower lip.

This feeling was foreign to him. He was scared. Scared that Jaemin could be in pain.

Why is he worried about that?

The room was quiet for a while after that until Jeno felt the need to use the restroom. He slowly
tried to pull out, careful just in case Jaemin fell asleep already. But he froze when the younger
whined and clenched tightly around his dick.

“Where are you going?” Jaemin turned to look at him with a pout, his eyes still watery.
“I- I was just going to use the restroom, baby. I’ll be right back.” Jeno proceeded to pull out only
for Jaemin to push back against him.

“Hnng n-no~” he whined.

“Kitten, I need to pee!” Jeno chuckled, rubbing his nape awkwardly.

“Mmm, you can’t just umm do it inside m-me?” Jaemin nervously asked.

He had seen a few porn videos of people doing that, he won’t deny how much it turned him on.
Just the idea of being used as someone’s personal urinal was filthy and arousing, even ten times
better when that someone is the love of his life, Mr. Lee.

“Jaemin…”

Jeno stared wide-eyed, not believing his ears. Was this his not so long ago virgin and innocent,
straight A’s student, Na Jaemin, implying that he has a piss kink?

Jeno was always curious about that, it disappointed him that none of his other subs were interested
in such a filthy act, but he couldn’t force them into it. So for Jaemin to be the one offering
instead…

“You’re really a pro at driving me insane, kitten.”

Jaemin bent over the table. Legs widely spread as he held his asscheeks apart for Jeno. A cloth laid
under them just in case it got messy. They agreed to try the whole piss thing. Jaemin felt giddy at
the idea of being filled once again by Jeno.

The older one has been standing back since earlier, watching his student walk around and prepare
everything. He tried to convince him that it was okay to do it on the bed since it was already a
mess, but Jaemin was determined to not soil it any further.

He groaned when he saw his cum dripping down Jaemin’s soft milky thighs.

“Master, it’s all slipping out! Hurry~” Jaemin whined, wiggling his ass slightly, trying to clench
down to keep Jeno’s cum inside him was useless since he was fucked loose earlier.

Jeno groped his ass to stop him, feeling himself grow hard again at the sight. He lined his dick with
Jaemin’s hole and slid it in with so much ease.

“Hnng s-so deep!” Jaemin whimpered.

Jeno settled balls deep in him before finally letting go. The warm liquid suprrted out and filled
Jaemin up. The younger shuddered, feeling so shamelessly filthy that he came untouched while
Jeno emptied his bladder in him.

“You like this, Kitten? You like having Master’s piss in your filthy, greedy hole?” Jeno teased,
fucking his piss and loads of cum in the younger’s hole.

“Hnng!!” Jaemin whined, embarrassed by his sudden orgasm and how loud his hole squelched.

The overstimulation drove him crazy, he couldn’t handle it anymore.

“M-Master, no more- t-tired!”

He placed a hand on the lower of Jeno’s abdomen, pushing him off him gently. Jeno slipped his
dick out, knowing that Jaemin will regret asking him to stop.

He watched as the gaping hole squirted all his cum and piss. Jaemin shuddered yet again, gasping
as he hurriedly slipped all five of his slender fingers inside to stop the stream of fluids. He looked
back at Jeno with teary begging eyes.

“M-Master, help?” He whimpered, giving his best pout and doe eyes that he knew Jeno was
lowkey a sucker for.

Jeno rolled his eyes, but stepped closer nonetheless, flipping Jaemin around so he’s facing him, he
wrapped two strong arms around the younger’s waist and swiftly picked him up. Jaemin wrapped
one hand around his neck while he had the other plugging his gaping hole, and his legs wrapped
loosely around Jeno’s torso.

Jeno lined his dick with Jaemin’s stuffed hole again, poking his fingers as if telling him to pull out.
Jaemin whimpered as he pulled out, but he was soon replaced with Jeno’s dick settling deep inside
him like it belonged there.

Jaemin hesitatingly brought his soaked hand up, glancing at it before glancing back at Jeno. He
brought it closer to the older’s lips and brushed his fingers against it. He was slightly worried that
Jeno wouldn't like what he’s doing, so he was careful.

“M-Master?” Jaemin asked for permission.

He yelped when Jeno opened his mouth and started sucking on his fingers without hesitation. The
cliche saying of feeling butterflies shooting in his stomach was so real and Jaemin felt it. He
giggled, watching his fingers disappear into the older’s mouth as Jeno walked them to the bed
again and laid down with Jaemin on top of him.

“Master tastes yummy, right?” Jaemin playfully asked.

Jeno smiled as he popped the last finger out of his mouth. Licking his lips afterward, not missing
the way Jaemin’s eyes followed that movement.

Their eyes met and Jeno panicked all of a sudden. He knew what’s coming next from the look on
Jaemin’s face, he watched Jaemin copy his action and lick his own lips.

“M-Master…” Jaemin muttered softly, watching his fingers gently brushing against Jeno’s lower
lip.

“Please, Master?” he breathed heavily.

And Jeno lost it.

He tugged on Jaemin’s leash and the younger man came crashing onto him. Their lips connected,
and they both moaned in a pleasant sync.

Jeno knows he’s not supposed to be doing this. He always thought that if he started kissing Jaemin
he wouldn't be able to stop.

And he was absolutely right.

It was one small kiss, and they pulled away soon after, only to go back to devouring each other a
second later. Jeno furrowed his brows. The kiss was passionate, and Jaemin was grinding down on
him. Low groans and moans were muffled by their kisses. They only pulled away to catch their
breaths before going back to tasting each other again.

Jeno could already see himself getting addicted to Jaemin’s lips.

When the younger pulled away, Jeno stayed still, eyes shut as he tried to calm his racing heart and
catch his breath. Just staying still and savouring the moment.

When he opened his eyes again, Jaemin was right there, smiling sweetly and looking at him with
the eyes of a fond lover.

Jeno was doomed.

 Chapter 4

A new morning and a new beginning.

“Fuck-” Jeno cursed in his deep and raspy sleeping voice. He didn’t bother opening his eyes until
he heard the little giggle coming from beside him.

Jaemin clenched once again, earning a threatening low groan and Jeno’s hand tightly gripped on
his hips to stop him.

“Do that again, and I’ll ruin it so bad you won’t be able to clench for the rest of your life.” Jeno
sleepily whispered in his ears, his voice dropped an octave lower than his normal tone, and that
alone had Jaemin whimpering.

“M-Master, we need to get up, classes start in two hours!” Jaemin whined, changing the subject,
and slowly sliding off Jeno’s dick that was nested deep inside him all night long.

He gasped when Jeno suddenly pulled him back by waist, slamming him against his dick, balls
deep.

“Hnngg!!”

“Where do you think you're going?” Jeno’s calm voice was chilling. Jaemin turned to look at him,
worried that he might’ve upset Jeno.

“I-I was just… I was just-“ Jaemin stammered already thinking of how to make it up to the older
incase he was really upset.

“Yeah yeah, nice talk. Now kiss me.” Jeno was hugging his waist using one hand while the other
one held Jaemin’s jaw tightly to keep him in place and connect their lips.

Jaemin moaned into the kiss. Jeno’s kisses were so powerful, so passionate. It was the kind of kiss
that Jaemin would pull off gasping but still dive in a second later to have more of it. The pace
wasn’t too rushed, Mr. Lee always took his sweet time to devour Jaemin’s lips. Jaemin felt his
heart racing as he melted into the kiss, losing himself in the sensation. He knew that Jeno was the
only one who could make him feel this way, and he never wanted it to end.

In their first kiss, their tongues twirled around messily since it was Jaemin’s first kiss and he was
inexperienced. He remembers how they stayed up one weekend night at ‘Sinners’ , after going at it
for hours non-stop, they just laid there facing each other and practised kissing, Jaemin would
giggle whenever Jeno sucked his tongue. And Jeno, although he seemed frustrated, kept on smiling
as he taught Jaemin how to kiss properly.

Now here they were, four months into this relationship and Jaemin was a professional kisser.

The younger whined when he felt Jeno suck on his lower lips a little too roughly, but when he tried
to pull away, Jeno snapped his hips, thrusting deeper in him as he held him tightly whispering a
“Stay still” against the whimpering man’s lips.

Jaemin flushed brightly whenever Jeno moved or thrusted in him. His hole was so loose and filled
with multiple loads of cum from the previous night, which caused a very loud and embarrassing
squelching noise.

“Do you hear your hole, Jaemin?” Jeno smirked into the kiss, rolling his hips to cause more
noises.

“Hngg- s-stop!” Jaemin whined, hands clutching onto the sheets as Jeno continued sucking on his
lips and teasing him with his hips.

“What’s that sound, little one? Do you know?” Jeno’s hot breath fanned against Jaemin’s lips as he
pulled away. Both of them were panting, but Jeno didn’t pull too far, their noses almost touching as
they tried to catch their breath.

Jaemin only whined, he knew that his Master loves to humiliate him, and of course Jaemin loved it
too, but only when he is getting his brain fucked out of him, and he is too lost in pleasure to even
feel embarrassed. Unlike right now, when his brain is wide awake and very present.

“We are not walking out of this room until you answer me, baby.”
Jeno switched positions, letting Jaemin lay on his back as he got between his legs, folded them up
and hovered on top of him. Still buried deep in the younger, grinding his hips teasingly slowly just
to make the squelching even louder.

“So? What is this sound, Nana?”

Jaemin was flushed everywhere by now. He was forced to look directly at Jeno since he was right
on top of him. His hands fisted his pillow as he opened his mouth to speak.

“It’s- It’s Nana’s h-hole, Hngg!” Jaemin whimpered when the older groaned and accidentally
thrusted deeper inside him.

“Fuck, that’s right baby, it’s the sound of your slutty hole.”

“Hngg, y-yes Master!!”

“Do you know why it makes this sound?” Jeno smirked again, the veins on his neck almost
popping as he held back from railing the younger one so bad, he won’t be able to attend classes
today.

“B-Because, Master filled Nana’s h-hole with so much cum.” Jaemin bit his lower lip to stop
himself from grinning at the flash of memories of the previous night, and avoid any further
embarrassment.

“Yeah? And is that all you’re gonna say?” Jeno’s voice was suddenly serious and he looked at
Jaemin with a frown and a raised eyebrow.

“Huh?” Jaemin tilted his head, blinking in confusion.

“Manners, slut!” Jeno wasn’t having it though, he snapped his hips harshly once again.

So harsh, that Jaemin’s whole body jolted upward and he gasped, clutching on the pillow so tightly
that his knuckles turned white.
“Th-Thank you, master!!”

“There you go.”

“Th-Thank you so much for filling me up with so much cum!!” Jaemin cried out. He was already
too sore from last night, and his lower half was so close to completely numbing out due to the
overstimulation.

“Good boy.” Jeno returned to gently grinding only. A satisfied smile on his handsome face that the
panting boy couldn’t help but smile back tiredly at.

It took a lot of convincing but Mr. Lee finally agreed to pull out Jaemin's sore ass. And surely they
didn’t leave sinners before Jeno licked his hole clean, and maybe even made him cum once or
twice, but they finally left the room an hour later. Jeno dropped him off near his place and they
decided to meet in college instead.

So Jaemin hurried home to get changed, too eager to go to uni and see the older once again even
after spending the whole night together.

In college, he was standing in the hallway right next to his locker, talking to a few of his friends
when, from the corner of his eye, he saw a familiar figure walking towards them.

He gulped as he slowly turned to look at him, and he was indeed correct. Mr. Lee was walking
towards them. Jaemin looked at him pleadingly, begging him with his eyes to not come near. His
friends were very observant and they would easily notice Jaemin’s reactions to Mr.Lee’s presence.

Jeno walked over with confident steps. Long lean legs made the long walk in the hallway seem
very short as he got right next to them in no time.
“Good morning, boys!” he greeted everyone with a smile. Some of them gasped and some flinched
at the sudden deep voice that interrupted their conversation but they greeted him back sweetly.

Jaemin nervously shifted from one leg to another, eyeing everyone just to make sure no one was
watching him. He could still feel the cum wetting his gaping hole. Bringing extra underwear with
him was such a smart idea, because this one will be a mess in no time at this rate.

“Oh right, Jaemin?” Mr. Lee called and the younger flinched, slowly looking up at his professor
with his flushed cheeks and wide eyes. Jeno had to hold back from smiling.

“I corrected your paper and I have a few things to discuss with you regarding it, could you come
see me in my office before classes?”

Jaemin wonders how Jeno could act so nonchalant, like he wasn’t shoved balls deep inside him just
an hour ago.

“Y-Yes, Mr. Lee. I’ll be right there.” Jaemin tried to sound as stable as possible but he couldn’t
help the heat rising to his cheeks whenever he remembered the event from earlier.

Jeno’s head between his thighs, face buried between his cheeks as he ate his sore hole out.

“Good, I’ll see you there. Everyone, have a good day.” Jeno smiled before walking past them and
going to his office.

“Looks like someone had a good weekend” His friend, Renjun, said. As all their eyes followed the
professor who was behaving weirdly nicely.

“I have to go, guys.” Jaemin excused himself a few moments later and tried to not make his
excitement clear as he nearly skipped to the professor’s office right across the hall.

He knocked softly, feeling his heart thumping in his chest. The anticipation eating him alive
slowly, he wonders what Jeno has in mind to call him to his office. When he heard the faint “Come
in” he twisted the doorknob and walked in, closing the door behind him only to be directly met
with Mr. Lee who was standing right behind that door.
“Mr. Lee-“ Jeno quickly interrupted him with a kiss.

Ever since they first kissed, Jeno didn’t seem to be having enough of it. He uses every chance he
gets to latch his lips against the younger, and it’s not necessarily always a lustful one, sometimes
it’s just a sweet peck, like now.

“C’mere.” He grabbed Jaemin’s hand and walked them further into the office, before he brought
his briefcase up and dug into it, struggling to get whatever he wanted out with one hand as the
other one was still holding Jaemin’s.

A soft gasp left Jaemin’s mouth, his eyes scanning whatever Jeno pulled out of his briefcase and
laid over the table. He glanced at the older one, face flushed as he worriedly waited for the man to
explain what he was planning to do with the object he’s displaying.

“I was thinking, why limit the fun in ‘Sinners’ only?” Jeno spoke with his low voice and a teasing
smirk, making the pit of Jaemin’s stomach twist as nervousness and excitement hit him all at once.

He eyed the objects again. A metal anal hook with a pink leather strap that connected the hook to a
pink collar. Right next to it laid a bullet vibrator with its remote control.

Jaemin glanced at the closed door, wondering if it’s safe enough to be doing such a thing here. He
knew that Mr. Lee won’t let him just put these on, his Master liked to put it on/in him himself.

“O-Okay…” Jaemin simply nodded, not like refusing was an option when it came to Jeno. His
flushed face grew warmer as he allowed Jeno to lead him behind his desk.

Jeno settled down on his office chair and guided Jaemin’s hands to hold onto the edge of the desk
while pushing his lower half back, spreading his legs apart after tugging his pants and underwear
down.

Jaemin whimpered when cold air hit his wet hole, biting his lower lip as his eyes focused on the
door, worried sick that someone might walk onto them like that. Sure, his lower half was covered
by the desk, but his lewd and fucked out expressions would easily give it away.

Mr.Lee’s fingers suddenly traced his hole, and he shivered. A little whimper leaving his mouth as
two fingers swiftly slipped into him.
“What a mess.” Jeno spoke, twirling his fingers around in the cum filled entrance.

“Hngg- Master!” Jaemin gasped when two more fingers slipped in and Jeno started fucking him
with all four fingers.

His hands held onto the edge of the desk until his knuckles were practically white. His breath shaky
as soft gasps and whimpers escaped his parted lips.

“Hand me the vibrator, Jaemin.”

“Hmph…” Jaemin turned his head to his professor with his lower lip jutted out into a pout, looking
at him with wide teary eyes.

Jeno’s breath hitched. Jaemin was mesmerising. Whenever he looks at Jeno with his flushed
cheeks and those round eyes, the older man just forgets how to breathe for a second.

“What’s wrong?” Jeno swallowed, trying so hard to not drool over Jaemin’s beauty.

“Why are you calling me Jaemin?” Jaemin whined, squirming around slightly to show how
displeased he was by the formality.

“Oh- hand me the vibrator, kitten.” Jeno tried again.

“Hehe~” the younger giggled happily and bent over to reach for the objects. Jeno watched with a
watering mouth as his gaping hole stretched wider around his fingers.

“Fuck-“

“Hmm?” Jaemin turned to look at him in that position. He saw how his Master licked his lips as he
hungrily eyed his hole.
Jaemin got an idea. He started rocking his ass back and forth on the older’s fingers. Slutry moans
left his throat as he slowly fucked himself on Jeno’s hand.

The professor’s eyes widened, darkening as he gulped. Closely watching the movement of
Jaemin’s hips. His fingers coated with cum, disappearing and reappearing from Jaemin’s loose
hole.

Both of them froze when a knock was heard. Jaemin’s head snapped to look at Jeno, he was
petrified. Jeno gestured for him to stay quiet, he quickly reached for the sex toys splattered all over
his desk and hid them, before he lined his briefcase on the desk in a way that offered more cover
up to the fact that Jaemin was half naked.

“Come in.” he said as he took a random paper out to pretend to be discussing it with Jaemin.

Jaemin gulped, eyes burning holes onto the paper. He broke into cold sweat when the student
walked in. Standing a little far from the desk /thankfully/.

“Good morning, Professor Lee, I’m here to hand in my assignment.” the student spoke, eyeing
Jaemin weirdly.

Jaemin merely glanced at the student before looking down to hide his flushed face. He bit on his
lower lip and tried his best to focus on the paper that Jeno laid in front of them, acting as if he was
busy reading whatever was written on it.

“Oh yes, you can put it down here.” Jeno pointed to the rack of papers on his desk.

As the student stepped closer, Mr.Lee started moving his fingers inside of Jaemin, careful to not let
out any squelching noises that would expose what they’re doing. Jaemin whimpered, unable to hold
back. The fear of getting caught mixed with the indescribable pleasure of being penetrated by the
long thick fingers of his professor.

His mind grew hazy and his eyesight blurred with tears. Jeno’s four fingers were twisting and
twirling inside of him, cum sliding down his thighs as Jeno messily shoved his fingers in and out.

All the while, Jeno was casually leaning back in his chair and asking the student that walked in
some random questions about his assignment, like he wasn’t molesting Jaemin’s used hole and
driving the younger insane.

Jaemin purposely dropped the pen to the floor just so he can crouch down and get it, which led to
Jeno’s fingers slipping out of him despite the older’s attempt to stop him.

Jaemin got down, clasping one hand over his mouth as the other one covered his throbbing dick.
He looked up at his Master with teary and frightened eyes. Once Jeno coldly glanced at him before
focusing back on the student, Jaemin knew he fucked up.

He heard the student leaving and pulled himself together to stand up again on his shaky legs. Jeno
walked past him and followed the student to the door, still discussing some work with him.

Jaemin stood still in his place, his eyes watching every move of the older. Until Jeno closed the
door, locking it this time before he leaned on it and met Jaemin’s gaze.

The younger gulped, fidgeting uncomfortably in his place. The closer Jeno’s steps got, the more
nervous he was. His heart raced in a thrilling fear and excitement.

He gasped loudly when he was suddenly yanked by his hair and forced to lean back onto Jeno’s
firm body.

“You dare disobey me? Did you think I’d let it go just because we had company?” Jeno growled
into his ears, voice deep and rough as he tightened his grip on Jaemin’s hair.

“Ahh M-Master, I’m sorry. I was worried we’ll g-get caught.” Jaemin whimpered. A tear rolled
down his cheeks as he quietly waited for his punishment.

He loved Jeno’s punishments, although he would never admit it out loud but he loves how Jeno
becomes rough, even more than usual. How he humiliates him and calls him names which Jaemin
would usually consider offensive, but when he’s stuffed full and under the mercy of Jeno’s body,
he finds himself reaching his climaxes to Jeno accusing him of being a slut or a whore.

Jeno ignored his excuses and harshly shoved him to the desk, bending him over it and holding him
down by his hair. He aggressively groped the younger’s exposed asscheeks, pulling it apart to let
his thumb teasingly circle the wet, reddened hole.
“Even if he caught you, you don’t move until I say so. You hear me, slut?” Jeno hovered over him,
nibbling on his earlobe /Jaemin’s sensitive area/ as he whispered.

“Even if I bend you over in front of the whole school and fuck the shit out of you, you don’t fucking
move!! Why? Cause you’re nothing but my cumdump.” as he whispered the last few words he
shoved the vibrator in Jaemin without a warning.

Jaemin gasped, he didn’t even notice him reaching for the object. He whimpered as Jeno kept
pushing the little bullet further into him until it hit that specific spot. The older tugged slightly on
the string connected to the vibrator sticking out of Jaemin’s hole and the younger clenched around
it subconsciously.

“See, you’re just a slut, just a doll with a hole to be stuffed all the fucking time.” he grumbled in
annoyance. Jaemin could only close his eyes and moan as he listened to that deep voice insulting
and shaming him.

“And this…” Jeno continued, slapping Jaemin’s wet hole harshly, making the younger jolt forward
and yelp loudly.

“This is mine, Na Jaemin. This slutty hole and your whole body, is mine. I’ll use it whenever I want
and wherever I please, you hear me?”

“Yes, M-Master! Hngg Nana is Master’s pretty doll!” Jaemin whimpered shyly, the grip on his
hair loosened.

“Who said you’re pretty?” Jeno dicked an eyebrow as he pulled back, retracting all kinds of
skinship with the younger.

Jaemin turned to look at him in that same position, shocked and on the verge of crying as he spoke
with his trembling lips.

“I-I’m not p-pretty?” He asked slowly, like it was the most terrifying thing to hear. Voice soft and
low as he looked at Jeno with glistening eyes.
Jeno was once again in a trance, staring with his mouth slightly hung open. Jeno was a filthy man
with desires he always fulfils, but never did any of the nameless people he had been with made him
feel like Jaemin does.

None of them made him feel the urge to kiss someone before. But whenever he looks at Jaemin he
can’t stop that urge. The urge of wanting to wrap his arms around the younger, pull him close and
just devour his lips… it’s not even a lustful urge, he just wants to feel Jaemin’s lips against his.

“Hmph!!” Jaemin let out a little whine, his pout growing further as he got no answer.

“You’re so fucking pretty.” Jeno pulled Jaemin up, unable to hold back anymore.

His anger was completely forgotten as he connected his lips with the younger’s soft ones. Both of
his hands kneaded Jaemin’s exposed asscheeks as their lips moved slowly against one another.
Jeno traced his wet tongue against his student’s lower lip, making him moan and giving him access
to slip it in.

As they deepened the kiss, they both melted into it. Jaemin held onto Jeno’s biceps to keep himself
up since his legs were so close to giving up on him. Cheeks flushed and ears reddened, as he tried
to keep up with Jeno’s kiss in his hazy state.

“You’re gorgeous, Nana.” Jeno panted heavily against Jaemin’s lips and so did the younger one
who had his eyes shut tightly.

Jaemin felt his heart almost bursting with love. He smiled despite how worn out he felt, Jeno’s
deep voice was assuring and every word he said pierced through Jaemin’s heart and soul.

When they came out of the office it was already class time and the halls were completely empty.
Checking each other one last time just to check that it wasn’t obvious what they were doing before
they walked to class walking with a safe distance between to not grab unwanted attention.

Jaemin constantly tried to hide the collar that Jeno put around his neck, the collar that was
connected with a leather leash to the anal hook that he had inserted inside him.

He was just thankful that he wore a coat that had a high neck today.
During class, whenever Jaemin got distracted by anything, Jeno would turn the vibrator on to get
his attention back on him.

The first time he did it, Jaemin jumped and yelped so loud and made the whole class laugh at him.

The second time he did it was when Jaemin was reading something out loud for the whole class.
The poor boy started stuttering and muttering random words, unable to read when the vibrator was
violently nudging his prostate non-stop. They brushed it off when Jaemin gave a little apology and
an excuse of being “sick” and unable to focus.

And lastly is when Jeno asked Jaemin to come up to the front of the class and solve a math
problem on the board for everyone to see.

Jaemin had his back to the class while Jeno stood to his left, leaning on the board and watching
him closely as he solved the problem.

When he turned the vibrator on, Jaemin flinched, messing up whatever he was writing on the
board.

“Get the eraser, it’s in the second drawer.” Professor Lee gestured to his desk right behind Jaemin.

The older had his hands in his pockets, playing with the remote control of the vibrator, increasing
and lowering the speed rapidly.

Jaemin slowly got to the desk, but when he tried to lean down to get the eraser, the collar around
his neck and the hook in his hole tugged on each other, both choking and stretching him out. He
gasped softly, straightening up immediately and trying to get to the second drawer without bending.

The anal hook limited his movement. But he managed to get it as fast as possible before anyone
noticed his weird behaviour. As he walked again to the board he could see Jeno low-key smirking
at him.

The vibrator was suddenly set on high intensity, Jaemin dug his nails into his own thighs. The
other hand, shakily erasing whatever he wrote earlier.
Jeno, who was standing close and enjoying the younger’s struggle, could hear the soft and faint
whimpers. Jaemin was biting at his lower lip and had his eyes shut tightly. He was breathing
heavily, so close to reaching an orgasm, the humiliation of cuming forcefully, and right in front of
the whole class made it even worse.

“Are you gonna take all day to solve this one?” Jeno’s voice may have sounded normal to other
students, but Jaemin knew that his Master was trying to tease him.

“I-I’m th-thinking, Sir.”

Jaemin glanced at him with his teary eyes, begging him to stop with his shaky pupils. But, Jeno just
stared back with a deadpan look, completely unfazed and even more intrigued to continue teasing
the younger.

Jaemin started trembling looking back at the board to hide his face. His legs and hands were
shaking so bad that he dropped the marker he was writing with. Out of reflex he bent down to grab
it but gagged when the collar around his neck tightened once again.

He hurriedly clasped his hand over his mouth as cum spurted out of his dick in his pants, the
stretch of the anal hook was so sudden and added to the pleasurable vibration. His whole body was
shaking as he crouched down behind his professor’s desk.

Jeno watched with amusement as Jaemin looked up at him with tears rolling down his eyes and
wetting his flushed cheeks.

He gulped. Jaemin looked so tempting being this hopeless and fucked out.

“J-Jaemin, back to your place, please. This will take forever at this rate,” he faked annoyance as
he walked to his desk to cover up for Jaemin when he stood up again and gave him a chance to fix
himself up.

Jaemin returned to his place with his head hung low, to hide his teary eyes, and how flushed and
sweaty he was. Having his head hung low was of course accompanied with the collar choking him
and the hook stretching and overstimulating his already worn out hole.
But that was better than his classmates seeing how much of a mess he was after having an orgasm
in the presence of them all in that classroom.

The rest of the class passed with Jaemin never lifting his head up from his book. Jeno was kind
enough to not tease him any further and let him rest after his intense release.

But when the class was over and every other student was out, Jaemin finally let go of his tears,
resting his head on his own desk and crying in embarrassment.

“What’s wrong, pretty one?” Mr.Lee asked from his place where he was casually collecting his
stuff.

“That was embarrassing!” Jaemin hiccuped squirming around as the anal hook and choker started
to frustrate him with how little he could move.

He only straightened up when he felt a hand on the back of his head. He looked up at his Master to
see the older one smiling fondly as he continued caressing his hair.

“Are you upset, kitten?” Jeno sweetly asked and Jaemin took the chance of Jeno being sweet and
further whined.

“Yes, so upset!” he pouted, unknowingly leaning onto Jeno’s touch.

He gasped when Jeno pushed his head rather harshly, shoving Jaemin’s face against his crotch
where an obvious bulge was formed. Jeno rubbed his clothed dick against his face, holding him in
place by his nape.

“I know how to make you feel better.” he groaned, throwing his head back when Jaemin held him
by his thighs and nuzzled his face further into his crotch before looking up with his round eyes that
screamed innocence no matter how lewd he was.

“Hngg~ Master, make me feel better, please?”

“Fuck- meet me in the library, last floor.”

-

And they met.

This is how Jaemin ended up holding onto the bookshelves as he got his hole pounded from behind
by his professor.

The place was abandoned, maybe a student or two would come to this section on the last floor of
the library, so it was Jeno’s usual hangout spot if he wanted to read a book or correct his student’s
assignments in peace.

Jeno had a hand clasped over Jaemin’s mouth to muffle his moans while the other was holding his
waist to guide him on his dick. Heavy breathing and Jaemin’s muffled moans along with the
squelching noises filled that empty floor. They were hiding between aisles just in case someone
decided to check on the last floor.

“Fuck, feels so good to fuck you when you’re already filled with cum.” Jeno groaned, watching the
loads of cum from last night, smeared all over his dick and getting spilled out of Jaemin whenever
he thrusts in him.

Jaemin whined against his hand, shaking his head slightly so he would let go of him. And Jeno did.
Using both hands to hold Jaemin’s waist as he sped up his pace, thrusting rapidly and aggressively.

“Hngg s-so deep!” Jaemin moaned but bent further down and pushed his hips back, spreading
himself even more to give Jeno more access to go deeper.

“I’ll fuck all the cum out of you and fill you with a fresh load.” He was ramming into him, skin
slapping could be heard, and Jaemin’s asscheeks were tainted pink as Jeno harshly snapped his
hips against them. Jaemin was already loose as fuck, so sliding in and out of him was way too easy.

“Clench this useless hole, slut!”

A hard slap landed on Jaemin’s ass making him jolt forward and tear up, but nevertheless he tried
his best to clench down on his Master’s dick.

“It’s such a slutty hole, isn’t it? So used and stretched, you probably need more than one dick in
your hole to feel anything from now on, right?”

“Hnngg n-no!” Jaemin whimpered, despite the arousal that grew in the pit of his stomach, he hated
the idea of someone else touching him other than Lee Jeno.

Wanting to please his Master, he moved his hands that he used to hold onto the shelves and pushed
his asscheeks together so it would tightly engulf the older’s dick between them.

“N-Now Nana’s hole is- Hngg!! T-Tight again.” Jaemin whimpered, earning a low groan from the
older who in response went even harder.

Removing his hands from the bookshelves was a mistake though, he easily lost balance on his
shaky legs and fell down to his knees, face down and ass up. And Jeno didn’t even bother stopping,
just readjusting to the new position while shoving continuously in him.

So now Jaemin was on the floor, his face pressed on the wooden surface as he held himself up on
his knees that were spread apart, just enough for Jeno to mount his hole but not enough for him to
slump further down. Jeno was panting and huffing as he neared his orgasm, with the new position
he was straight on pounding Jaemin’s prostate.

Jaemin was a mess, he was crying, drooling and moaning so loud at this point. He didn’t even care
if someone heard. His eyes rolled to the back of his head whenever Jeno shoved deep inside him.
Cum dripping out of his overused hole and dripping down to the floor.

Soon, with low groans and Jaemin’s vocal moans, they both came. Jeno finished balls deep inside
Jaemin, while the younger splattered cum all over the library floor.

And the second Jeno pulled out, Jaemin fell to his side like a piece of paper, unable to hold himself
up anymore. He just laid there on the floor and Jeno watched closely as his cum gushed out of
Jaemin’s sore ass.
“God, That was amazing!” he muttered as he gently rubbed Jaemin’s soft globes, not so
accidentally causing more of his cum to leak out.

“Hngg, t-tired!” Jaemin whined.

“I know, I’ll clean this up and then drop you home. You did so well today too, Nana.” hearing
Jeno’s compliment instantly brought a smile to the younger’s face and he nodded.

He quietly laid there and watched the older one clean the mess that he made, before proceeding to
cleaning him up the best he could, since only more cum kept spilling out of the younger. Jeno then
helped him up, letting Jaemin lean on his firm chest as he pulled his pants up for him.

“There’s probably no students around at this time, you can lean on me.” He assured him as they
both walked out of the library.

And as expected, no one was around at this time, so they safely made it to Jeno’s car. Jaemin
leaned back in his seat and stared at the older one driving the whole ride back home. It was a
comfortable silence and Jaemin could feel himself slowly drifting to sleep, he was tired and worn
out.

So he fell asleep.

And when he opened his eyes again, he was in his own bed in his small studio apartment. He
glanced at the clock and it showed 10 pm. He groaned in pain when he sat up, trying to recall how
he got here.

But the last thing he remembers was confessing to Mr. Lee that he loves him, before he drifted to
sleep in the man’s car.

“Wait, what-“ he frowned as that weird and unrealistic memory crossed his mind, he didn’t confess
his feelings…

Did he?
“Oh my god!!!”

Jaemin shot up in panic. He doesn’t even remember how Mr. Lee reacted when he told him that he
loves him because he was fast asleep after that. Today was a Friday, so they don’t have classes
tomorrow. He'll have to wait till Monday to talk to the older one, and doing it over the phone didn’t
sound appropriate to him.

“I can’t wait until Monday, I have to see him now!”

He reached for his phone and dialled Jeno’s number, but the latter’s phone was off. Jaemin limped
his way to the door, taking his coat and keys with him before he walked out of his apartment.The
cold air hit him as he stepped outside, causing him to shiver.

He decided to go to “ Sinners ”. He'll either see Jeno there if he was lucky enough, or he’ll get any
kind of information from the robot receptionist on where the older one lives.

Wincing with every step he took, his body was so worn out and tired after getting fucked roughly
for two days in a row. No wonder Mr. Lee always suggested not meeting the day after a session. So
Jaemin could rest his body before they meet again.

He made it to the bus stop, breathless and panting but still got there on time to catch the last bus.
He took the bus to “ Sinners ” and got off at the bus stop right across the street. So it was another
tiring walk, in his case it was limping, but he finally got there at 11:56 pm.

“Mr. Lee? M-Master!?” He hurriedly said, out of breath but not bothering to wait and catch it,
leaning on the reception counter as the robot continued its usual greeting.

“Yeah yeah, nice to see you too, where’s Mr. Lee?” He asked again.

“Master is in a session with his sub.”

“What? Is she broken?” Jaemin muttered to himself. The robot saying that Mr. Lee is with his sub
while Jaemin is standing right in front of the piece of machinery.
“I’m his sub!” He frowned at the robot.

“You are sub four, name: Na Jaemin. Master is with sub two, name….”

Jaemin didn’t even hear the name, his legs moved on their own as he walked further into Sinners ,
the place was dark as usual, but only one room out of the many rooms had its lights on. Almost
breathless, he bit his lower lip, thinking it'll calm his shaking hands. His hands automatically
gripped the side of his coat as he licked his drying lips.

Jaemin gulped as he stepped closer to the closed door. He tried to listen but he couldn’t hear
anything beyond the soundproofed doors.

He took a shaky breath before twisting the doorknob and pushing the door open.

In a blink, his whole world came crashing down.

Jaemin was certain… he was certain that he was the only one. He was certain with how Mr. Lee
held him. He was certain with everything between them. But that certainty he built within him
crumbled down in front of his bare eyes.

“J-Jaemin!”

Was the last thing he heard before he

ran out of the place, crying and wincing in pain from his aching body and broken heart. He couldn't
think of anything else than to remove himself from the situation. His head couldn't process
everything very well as all of his emotions poured down on him.

His state didn’t allow him to get very far, but he hid behind one of the parked cars on the sides of
the street. Crouching down and covering his mouth to muffle his cries.

He could hear Jeno’s voice from afar. It slowly got closer, and soon he passed by him in a hurry,
looking around and calling Jaemin’s name non-stop. Jaemin crouched further down just in case he
notices him.
He didn’t want to see Jeno after the sight he just witnessed, it was horrible, and it made Jaemin’s
aching body ten times worse. A sudden wave of shame and self loath hit him, and he cried harder
remembering everything he ever said or offered to Jeno. He felt devastated with the fact that he
actually thought the older would have shared the same intensity of feelings like he has for him.
He's ashamed of everything and believing all of the things he thought they could be.

He felt disgusted, used, and heart broken. Why did it have to be the day that he confessed his
feelings? Why out of all days did he have to see Jeno having sex with someone else today?

“Because he doesn’t fucking care, Jaemin!” He angrily muttered to himself, wiping his tears rather
harshly.

He glanced around just to make sure that Jeno was nowhere in sight and got lucky when he saw a
cab coming his way. He waved at it while worriedly glancing around.

“Jaemin!”

He heard him, he heard him so clearly, but he still got into the cab and asked the driver to hurry to
the main bus station. He knew that if he went to his apartment, Jeno would come find him.

So staying away for a while was the best choice, until he comprehends what just happened and
decides what to do. He’d rather not see Mr. Lee for a while.
 Chapter 5

Jeno dragged himself to class, distress and sadness evident in the dark circles under his emotionless
eyes, in the corners of his lips that turns up slightly into a meaningless smile whenever someone
greeted him, in his once broad shoulders now hunched and bent slightly, like he was holding the
weight of the whole world’s sadness.

Sadness is different, Jeno found out.

It's heavy.

Unlike pain, which is blinding white, sadness is grey. It makes your joints ache, your muscles
throb. You hunch over under the weight of it. Some days it's dull. Some days it's sharp, but it's
always there. It's like mud. Wet, heavy, sloppy.

Beyond all, he felt awful. Loneliness isn't something that bothered him for a very long time until
now. It took him a lot of desperate attempts to escape the torture of the sight of Jaemin's eyes that
day. He couldn't get it out of his head. He saw pain. Deep and evident pain that it pierced right
through him. Memories of him lead him to nowhere but the dreaded empty bed sheets.

Jeno has been frantic these past two weeks. Jaemin was nowhere to be found, ever since he saw
him that day at Sinners , the younger had disappeared with no traces behind.

Leaving Jeno to slowly lose his mind over finding him. He had tried to text and call Jaemin more
than he tried to breathe, but he didn’t get an answer until this day.

It’s been two weeks, yet it feels like years have passed. He didn’t feel like coming to school
anymore, whenever he sees Jaemin’s empty spot, the sadness just grows.

The look on Jaemin’s face when he caught him haunted him. He knew he shouldn’t worry much,
he wasn’t doing anything wrong. But deep down he could tell that Jaemin didn’t know that.

Maybe he should’ve been more clear with Jaemin, he knew how naive the boy was. But in all
honesty, a part of him wanted to avoid telling Jaemin about his other subs, he low-key knew that
Jaemin won’t like that, and as selfish as it may sound, he didn’t want to lose Jaemin because of
that.

He didn’t hide it, but Jaemin never asked. That was his excuse to prevent hating and despising
himself more than he already did.

Today wasn’t any different. He dragged his exhausted body to college and got there on time for his
class. He didn’t even know why he was this exhausted, he hadn’t stepped foot in Sinners after that
incident. All he has been doing was going to Jaemin’s studio apartment, or calling Jaemin or
texting Jaemin. But that was even more exhausting, it was mentally draining. It was just another
day of his sorrow that he didn't even glance at his students while entering the room. He sighed,
trying to wake all his senses back to life for his work.

“Good morning class, today we are going to continue with the group’s presentation-“

Jeno froze.

The empty spot he has been eyeing during his classes for the past two weeks, wasn’t empty
anymore. There sat an angel, Jaemin looked ethereal as ever. Although he seemed to have lost his
round cheeks, and his collarbones were more clear now.

He still looked beautiful.

Even with the dark circles under his eyes, eyes that didn’t shine with life like they used to, it just
stared emptily. His lips pressed into a thin line, unlike his sweet smile that Jeno is used to. His
usual flushed face whenever he looks at the older, was now just pale, drained out of colour.

He seemed sick, but Jeno knew better.

“J-Jaemin-ssi, could you stay after class. I need to speak to you.” Jeno tried to not let the
desperation be obvious in his tone, but his eyes failed him.

He watched as the younger glared at him for such a weak move. Jeno knew that if he told him to
stay in front of everyone Jaemin would be forced to stay, unless he wants rumours to spread out.
Jeno didn’t care, all he cared for was to get to Jaemin and speak to him.
The class passed by and Jeno couldn’t get his eyes off Jaemin. Thankfully he had group’s
presentations and didn’t need to start a lesson because he’s not sure if he’ll be able to give a lesson
in his state.

Jaemin on the other hand was doing his best to ignore looking at Jeno. Whenever their eyes
accidentally met, he would glare at the older before looking away immediately.

The class was over and the students left one by one until the classroom completely emptied. Jaemin
stayed back grudgingly. He could hear Jeno getting closer but he tried to act busy collecting his
stuff.

“Jaemin, where have you been all this time?” Jeno asked as he got closer to the younger.

“You asked me to stay, Professor Lee. Is it something related to math?” Jaemin coldly asked,
ignoring Jeno’s question.

Jeno had his mouth agape, drying as he's still unsure how to properly talk with the younger after
weeks of not seeing each other. “No- no it’s not related to math.”

“Then I shall excuse myself, there’s no other business for a student and his math teacher to talk
about other than that.” Jaemin got up, pulling his bag with him. He gave Jeno one last very formal
bow before turning to walk away.

“Jaemin, wait!” Jeno pulled him back by his wrist.

“I asked where have you been for the past two weeks?” Jeno asked, looking at Jaemin directly. He
tightened his grip on the younger’s wrist the longer the silence grew. Jaemin's gaze was cold yet
uneasy, whilst Jeno's was desperate.

“Jaemin, I’m talking to you! Where the heck were you?!”

Jeno was short tempered and very hot blooded, a man with anger issues you might say. When he
shouted, he could feel how Jaemin flinched but tried to act unfazed despite his shaky pupils and his
trembling lips.
Jaemin was close to crying, and the fact that Jeno could figure that out shows how much he
observed every little detail about the younger.

“I-I went to visit my parents out of the city.”

“And why didn’t you text me back or answer my calls?” Jeno let go of Jaemin when he noticed that
the younger wasn’t trying to leave anymore.

“Why should I?” Jaemin looked at Jeno with a daring look. A look that has so many questions and
dares him to give answers.

“I- do you know how worried I was?” Jeno seemed flustered which tells Jaemin that he felt and
understood his gaze.

“Like you have time to worry about me?” Jaemin let out a breathy, sarcastic chuckle. “Why didn’t
you tell me Mr.Lee? About the other four, why didn’t you tell me?” Jaemin’s voice dropped and so
did his expressions, a very sorrowful look overtook his beautiful features.

It went straight to Jeno and he almost winced at the sudden painful twist in his heart.

“J-Jaemin…” he muttered, unable to form any kind of words after Jaemin gave him that pained
look.

And it hit him, his heart hammered in his chest, adrenaline rushed through his veins, a prickling
sensation shot up his spine, a spasm of worry crossed his face and the sudden urge to run but to
where? He wasn’t sure.

It’s been years since he had an anxiety attack, he barely remembers how to stop it anymore.

Jaemin didn’t seem to notice how the older was sweating buckets and how his whole body was
trembling at this point, he just focused on his own pain at that moment.
“Just- Just tell me this, Mr. Lee,” Jaemin looked up again, their pained gazes met.

“Do you k-kiss them, like you kiss me?” Jaemin fought with everything he had to keep his tears
from falling.

“I never kissed them. It’s only you, Jaemin.” Jeno’s voice was thick and unsteady, as he blinked a
few times, desperately trying to clear his vision.

“Then what is it?” Jaemin let a tear roll down his cheeks as the next thought crossed his mind.
“Am I not enough for you?” It was a painful cry that he let out. Confusion was a part of it but it
was mostly disappointment in their lack of communication.

Jeno just stood there, his anxiety kicking harder than he could remember. His eyes burgeoning with
tears, lips twitching, and jaw clenched tightly. He turned pale, unable to breathe normally, but not
daring to cut Jaemin off as he spoke his heart out.

Voices faded around Jeno and his vision blurred. He only ever had an anxiety attack when he felt
like he was losing something dear to his heart.

The first time was when he was 12 and his puppy got really sick. His condition kept getting worse
and worse and Jeno knew he’ll have to say goodbye to his buddy very soon.

The second time was when he was 15 and his parents got divorced, his dad had to leave and Jeno
overheard him promise his mom that he will never show his face around them again.

Then the third time was when he was 17 and his mom fell sick and spent years in the hospital.
Nearing her last few months, he noticed the elders whispering around him and looking at him with
pitiful eyes, and he knew it was coming.

And now is the fourth time, he doesn’t know how or since when Jaemin has become so important
to him. He had signed up for Sinners to never get the chance to date. Getting attached to someone
was forbidden to him. Because all people do is leave.

He couldn’t risk losing another person, and yet here he was, desperately squinting his eyes to focus
on Jaemin’s lips moving as he speaks, before he too, walked away from Jeno, who fell to his knees
the second he was left alone again.
“J-Jaemin…”

Days passed with both of them ignoring each other’s existence. It hurt them, but it was the right
decision—they hoped it was—.

The growing tension between them was like a breath of hope for their lingering feelings. The
tension was bound to be broken by one.

It was hard, the anger, frustration and sadness was all too irritating.

With the silence, Jaemin’s resentment grew inside him like a tumour. And with the silence, Jeno
was a ball of fury.

The longer they stayed quiet the more they wanted to get on each other’s nerves.

But unlike Jaemin, Jeno was a heated volcano and he was the first to burst.

After class, Jaemin was stalling as usual, like he had hoped Jeno would come forward first. Today
his wishes came true, not in the best shape though.

He got yanked rather harshly by the older man, who flared daggers at him instead of apologising
like he should be.

“Because of our contract, I can forcefully drag you to Sinners but I won’t. So, while I’m being nice,
you’ll follow me there willingly, you hear me?” Anger seethed between his gritted teeth as he
spoke, face flaming red from being pent up with rage.

“You can take that contract and shove it up your other sub’s ass, don’t act like it’s different
without me there when you have other holes to fill.” Jaemin was shocked too by his own words,
but he was too blinded by rage to care.

Jeno’s eyes widened. A jolt of frustration and anger hit him and he was pinning Jaemin down over
the desk before he even knew what was happening.

“You think you’re just a hole to me?” Jeno muttered, holding both Jaemin’s hand behind his back
to stop him from trying to break free, as his other hand held his head down.

Jaemin was bent over the desk, he could feel Jeno through his pants since the older one was
pressed against him. He managed to turn his head and glare at him with his teary eyes.

“Am I more, then?”

Jeno opened his mouth to speak but his anger and frustration prevented it. He yanked Jaemin up by
his hair, pressing their bodies together, Jaemin’s back on his firm chest and their lips connected.

His grip on Jaemin’s hands tightened when he felt resentment, but Jaemin didn’t break the kiss, he
kissed back not as sweet as usual, you could feel his anger from the kiss. It was sloppy, rough and
messy. Like they were battling each other with a kiss.

“Come down to Sinners with me and ask them yourself.” Jeno whispered when they pulled away
from the kiss. Both of them were panting against each other’s lips as their foreheads connected.
Jeno used his other hand to tug Jaemin’s pants down.

“Don’t- stop!”

The younger one thrashed around, trying to break free from Jeno’s grip.

“Ask if any of them has a safe word like you do.” Jeno continued, completely ignoring Jaemin’s
resistance and pushing him down to bend over the desk again.

“Ask if I ever laid in bed with any of them once I was done fucking.”
Jeno used his own weight to hold Jaemin down by hovering over him. One hand still tightly
holding the younger’s wrists while the other slowly trailed his smooth ass before sliding to his
tight rim and circling it.

“Ask if I ever apologised for the pain I caused or tended to it.”

Jaemin whimpered when Jeno’s rough finger pushed past his hole. It’s been two weeks since he
had last done it, he needed time to get used to it again. Jeno pushed his finger in and out slowly and
carefully, his hot breath fanning against Jaemin’s ears as he whispered.

“Ask them if I ever cared enough to know if they ate before, so they won’t feel sick or be drained.”

Three fingers were ramming in Jaemin’s hole in no time. He was still not prepared well and it felt
dry with no lube. Jaemin had both hands formed into fists as he silently cried, unable to handle the
pain of being rawly prepped and Jeno’s words slowly sinking in.

He still couldn’t help but think of the fact that these hands that were in him, have been in others
too, they have trailed, touched, and rubbed others too, just like they did him.

“Ask them if I ever dropped them home, or even know where they live?”

A loud cry tore from Jaemin’s throat when he felt the huge shaft penetrating his still tight hole. He
trembled as he choked on his own sobs. The painful stretch was too much for him to handle.

It’s not the first time that he has taken it raw from Jeno, but this time it felt forced, his emotional
pain made the physical one, ten times worse.

“It’s just you, Jaemin.” Jeno heavily breathed, kissing the side of the younger’s neck.

“They may be nothing but holes to me but never you, Jaemin. You’re special, y-you’re my baby-”

“B-Bunnies!” Jaemin cried, unable to handle it anymore. It was his first time using their safe word
ever, no pain ever was as great as the throbbing ache in his heart.

“P-Please, bunnies!! I-I can’t-“ He cried again, laying his head flatly on the desk when he felt
Jeno slow down.

Judging by how his heart was in this much pain, Jaemin came to the conclusion that he can’t let
Mr.Lee go, he’s in too deep to pull himself out of it. But, he just needs to know one little thing
before he can allow Jeno to touch him this way. They need to talk properly.

Jeno pulled out, a sudden feeling of being splashed with cold water hit him.

What did he just do?

If Jaemin didn’t hate him before, he sure hates him now. Jeno frowned as he listened to the
younger’s painful cries. Every little sound he let out felt like a stab to Jeno’s heart and he wanted it
to stop.

“Jaemin-“

His eyes widened when Jaemin suddenly got up, turned around and crashed their bodies together.
Slender arms wrapped tightly around his torso and Jaemin’s face buried into his chest. He could
feel his shirt getting wet with tears. It took him a few seconds to comprehend what just happened
before he hurriedly engulfed the younger in his arms.

He still couldn’t believe that he got the chance to hold Jaemin again after what he just did. He
tightened his arms around him, terrified it’ll be the last time he holds Jaemin this close.

“I m-missed you, Mr. Lee.” Jaemin’s weak, shaky voice brought him out of his daze.

“Believe me, not as much as I did, Jaemin-”

“But I have to know this...” Jaemin cut him off hurriedly.

They pulled away slightly to look at each other. Jaemin’s arms were still tightly hugging Jeno’s
torso, while the older had one hand around his waist and used the other to brush Jaemin’s hair off
his eyes.

“Hmm?”

“Do you l-love me like I love you, M-Mr. Lee?”

Silence. The only thing that Jeno did was hold his breath and listen to the ticking of the clock on
the wall.

Frustratingly long silence. He had a million thoughts in the span of a few seconds.

Is he capable of love?

Could he give Jaemin the love he deserves?

Could he love Jaemin as much as the younger one clearly loves him?

Jaemin imagined many things, he knew that there were many possible answers to his question.

But he never expected this.

He never expected to feel Jeno loosen his arms around him until they fell to his sides. Never
expected to see him pull away, glance at him with unreadable eyes and just like that give him his
back as he walked away with zero answers given.

“L-Loud and clear…”

Jaemin always hated the rain but today he was thankful for it. The rain mixed with his tears as he
walked home. He didn’t feel like taking the bus today, just letting himself get soaked as he dragged
his tired limbs home.

What he was also thankful for is how loud the rain was, it muffled down his ugly cries as he
walked like a madman under the rain. His bag was carelessly thrown over his shoulders, his
umbrella in his hand but he didn’t care to open it.

Tonight he’ll let the raindrops wash his tears away. Tonight his feelings will dry out when his
soaked body dries too. Tonight he’ll finally get a reason to hate the rain because of this memory.

It’s been hours and Jaemin was going around in circles under the pouring rain. He’s sure that his
apartment building is somewhere around here, but he kept getting lost in his own thoughts and
always ended up on the same dead end. A frustrated cry left his mouth and he coughed. The
coldness finally hit him.

“I must get home, focus Jaemin, focus!”

And he finally did. A thirty minute trip from college to his house has become a four hour long walk
under the rain. But nevertheless he was thankful he got there. The shabby building didn’t have an
elevator, so after taking the stairs to the fifth floor he was panting and coughing non-stop.

He shivered slightly as he hugged his wet clothes. The heater was broken in his studio, he
should’ve thought about that before walking around under the rain like a lunatic.

“Great, so tonight I’ll either die from this fucking pain in my chest or freeze to death.”

He turned the corner to get to his apartment studio and gasped when he saw none other than the
cause of his pain. He was sitting down on the floor with his head resting on the apartment door,
one leg bent up and the other stretched in front of him.

“Finally- Jesus fucking Christ, did you walk in the rain?” Jeno was quick to get on his feet and
wrap Jaemin with his coat, noticing the younger one shivering slightly.
“W-What are you doing here?” Jaemin looked at him, confused but hopeful. It was stupid how
many times Jeno had disappointed him already, yet he still hoped for things to take a different turn
between them.

“Let’s go in first, you’ll get sick at this rate.” Jeno was frantically trying to dry the younger’s face
and hair with the sleeves of his shirt.

Jaemin unlocked the door and walked in first, glancing back at Mr.Lee a few times as he followed
him in, like he didn’t believe that the older was actually here in his apartment.

His apartment… Jaemin gasped, realising how shitty his studio apartment was. He looked around,
the blankets and covers he used to sleep were still on the floor. Some dirty clothes scattered
everywhere. His laundry was hanging from wall to wall by the window on a thin rope. A pile of
dirty dishes in the sink and packs of eaten ramen all over the counter.

“I-I’m sorry, I haven’t been home in t-two weeks so the p-place is a mess I’l-“ Jaemin stammered,
pretty embarrassed by the first impression he’s leaving on the older.

Jeno pulled him back when he tried to tidy up the place. Holding his face and looking directly into
his eyes.

“I don’t care, don’t worry about it.” He gently assured him and Jaemin only nodded. Still seeming
confused by the older’s presence, Jeno noticed it too.

“Listen Jaemin, I’m sorry I left you like that earlier. I just needed to get something before I could
give you a proper and honest answer.” Jeno, slowly and briefly explained, as if he wanted to make
sure Jaemin understood everything he said. “But for now, let’s get you into something warm and
rest, we can talk later, okay?”

“Is it a happy thing though?” Jaemin nervously mumbled.

“What is?”

“Your answer… is it a happy answer?” Jaemin looked at him with his wide doe eyes.
“It is, don’t worry.” Jeno smiled fondly as he caressed the younger’s cheeks.

Jaemin bit his lower lip to stop himself from grinning so wide and just settled for a little shy smile
and a nod.

Somehow they both ended up under the covers on Jaemin’s mattress on the floor, and somehow
they were both stark naked.

They weren’t having sex or even doing anything sexual, but after Jeno saw how thin and cold
Jaemin’s pyjamas were, he suggested that they get warm off each other’s body heat.

Of course Jaemin had to throw a little angry /shy/ tantrum at first, but in the end he agreed to get
undressed under the covers where Jeno couldn't see him.

“I don’t have to see it, I have it all memorised in my brain. Every little inch of you.”

He almost got kicked out after making that remark, by a very flustered and a flushed Jaemin who
was already laying down naked under the covers.

Jeno, on the other hand, is a tease. He got undressed unnecessarily slowly and right in front of
Jaemin who was blushing madly as he watched Jeno strip out of his clothes piece by piece.

He joined Jaemin when he was only in his underwear and got confused when the younger was
suddenly too shy to look directly at him.

“What’s wrong?”

“I-I didn’t know that I should k-keep my underwear.” Jaemin muttered, nuzzling his face into
Jeno’s neck to hide his embarrassment.
The deep chuckle that echoed in the peaceful night, made him pull away again to stare at Jeno. He
was so in love that only the sound of the older’s laugh made his inside flutter with pure happiness.

“How can someone be this adorable, hmm?” Jeno pulled their bodies closer. Strong arms wrapped
around Jaemin protectively to keep him warm.

God knows how much time has passed with them just laying there, whispering a few comments
every now and then and just enjoying each other’s warmth and the comfortable silence.

“What did you have to get?” Jaemin finally gave in to his curiosity after a while. His voice low and
hushed as he spoke. Not wanting to break the peace of this calming night.

“Oh!” Jeno hovered over him to pull something out of his coat that was thrown on the floor.

He brought the piece of paper and gave it to Jaemin before going back to hugging the younger’s
slim waist while Jaemin scanned the papers in his hand.

“I went to Sinners,” Jeno added. “ I withdrew both of our names from there.” He finally
announced, earning a soft gasp from Jaemin who tore his gaze from the paper and looked at him.

“Th-This is my contract, and yours too!!” Jaemin exclaimed.

“Yes, we don’t need a contract, you and I both belong to ourselves.” Jeno said.

“What does this mean?” Jaemin slowly mumbled, close to tears again.

“It means, you get to make your own choices and I get to make my own.”

“W-What’s your choice?”

“You, Jaemin. I choose you, and not just your body. I choose this pretty face, your beautiful heart
and your thoughtful mind.”

“It’s yours if you promise to take care of it.” Jaemin allowed a happy tear to escape.

“I promise with my current, past and next life. I will love you like you deserve, Jaemin.”

“Then I won’t ask for more.”

Jeno found it weird how Jaemin could draw him in with his eyes. In a blink he was leaning his face
toward him and laying his mouth against his.

Breathing deeply, he remained still and at this moment he was like a child astonished by the newly
discovered knowledge of sweetness.

He had always felt that every kiss with Jaemin was special, it just had a different taste every time,
and they just kept getting more and more addictive.

But this kiss was the best so far, he didn’t know if it was the taste of sweet confessions shared
between them, or should he blame it on the peacefulness that is tonight.

Either way, being here, in this moment, in this shabby apartment, under the covers on the floor,
with the person he sees his future with in his arms…

He wouldn’t trade this for the whole world.

As he kisses Jaemin and hugs him closer, he makes sure to pour all these thoughts into that kiss. He
was a man of a few words after all, he will need much more kisses to show how truly he adores the
younger, and he’s willing to kiss him into understanding his emotions.

“I love you, Jaemin.”

“I love you too, Mr. Lee.”

[The end…]
 Chapter 6
Chapter Notes

Added tag: Mpreg

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[6 years later]

Another exhausting day at work for professor Lee, it was near the end of this course and everyone
was rushing around to grade their student’s tests and mark them.

“Idiots, this is why you shouldn’t postpone your work.” Jeno mumbled to himself.

He sighed as he comfortably leaned back in his chair and watched all the other professors hustling
around in the cramped teachers room.

He got promoted to head of the department two years ago, so most likely he had double the work of
any other professor in this office, and yet he was still the only one always doing his job perfectly
well and way ahead of time.

The ringing of his phone got his attention away from the crowded office and once he looked at the
screen his face lit up. His frown was instantly replaced with a delightful smile, and he answered the
call.

“My Love!” His voice a little higher than intended, causing him to get a few side eyes from other
professors.

He sheepishly excused himself and walked out of the office, deciding to go out for a smoke while
he spoke on the phone with his lover.

“Hey, do you have classes?” Jaemin’s voice came from the other side of the line, automatically
urging another smile on Jeno’s lips as he lit up his cigarette.
“Not for another hour, what’s up?”

“Mmm I-I was thinking since today is my birthday…”

“Oh about that, I have something planned for tonight. I’ll pick you up after work, alright?” Jeno
interrupted him, taking a drag of his cigarette.

“Are you smoking again?” The younger’s disappointed voice was heard once again and Jeno froze.

His gaze dropped to the cigarette between his fingers. He exhaled slowly, letting the intoxicating
smoke out, before he gulped.

“I am.” Jeno’s confession was merely a whisper, like he was scared of Jaemin actually hearing it.

“You promised, Jeno! You said you’ll cut it off!” Jaemin whined from the other line, making the
older instantly drop the cigarette and stomp on it.

“Right, I’m sorry I forgot!” Jeno massaged his temples. How could he forget making such a
promise?

“For Angel?”

“ For Angel, I promise.”

Going home was the best part of Jeno’s day, and today it was even ten times better because; first of
all, it’s a weekend and second of all, it’s Jaemin’s birthday today, and a few days after is their sixth
anniversary.
He still can’t believe how far they have made it. He never expected to be dating someone he met in
Sinners and have a long-term relationship with them. It still feels unreal.

Everyday he wakes up, panicked that this could all be a dream, until he looks to his side and there
he sees the most beautiful human being, laying right next to him.

Jaemin was his wake up call everyday.

Just seeing the younger beside him was like a reminder that life is going well. He started loving his
life because of Jaemin, since when does Mr.Lee go to school with a smile on his face? Well, since
he started dating Na Jaemin.

Right after Jaemin graduated from college, Jeno asked him to move in with him, and they have
been living together in Jeno’s apartament for five years now.

They did have many conflicts and misunderstandings due to how different they were and how big
the age gap is between them, but they always found a solution. Their arguments and fights don’t
last for more than a few hours and then one of them /mostly Jeno/ apologizes first and decides to
talk it out.

Jaemin was mature, Jeno noticed. Despite his young age he knew a lot more than most college
students his age. It’s probably since he had to make it on his own in the city, leaving his home and
family back at Bucheon.

Speaking of family, Jaemin’s parents were thrilled to hear about their son’s new boyfriend. Not so
thrilled with how much older he was, and not so thrilled with the fact that he was Jaemin’s college
professor.

But, Jeno was determined to make them accept him. So after a few visits with Jaemin to his home
village and spending time with Jaemin’s parents, helping them farming and taking care of their
garden, they took quite a liking seeing how hard he was trying to gain their approval.

Plus, how can the parents say no when they see how happy their only son was thanks to the
professor?
Jeno got home a little later than usual. He had a meeting and the meeting dragged for a little longer
than expected. The place was quiet as he stepped foot into the apartment.

“Jaemin?”

He called as he walked straight to their shared bedroom, the room was empty too but he could hear
some voices coming from the bathroom.

“Babe?” He knocked on the slightly left ajar door before pushing it and walking in.

His eyes immediately landed on Jaemin leaning on the sink and staring at him through the mirror.
Jaemin was wearing a white lace babydoll dress that barely reached under his round ass, the dress
had a back slit from the top to the bottom of it, leaving nothing to the imagination and displaying
all the goods for his hungry eyes.

Jeno wasn’t surprised by that sight. Lately, his boyfriend had been so into lingeries and dressing up
in the most enticing wear as if to rile him up. So it didn’t really shock him anymore, but what got
his eyes doubling in size was the glare of the shiny jewel nuzzled between two mounds of squishy
flesh.

He mindlessly stepped closer to the younger while loosening up his tie, eyes focused on the butt
plug sticking out of his boyfriend’s hole as if mocking him for occupying the warmth that usually
welcomes no one but Jeno himself.

“Hey honey, you’re late!” Jaemin greeted him, trying to act nonchalant, but his nervous lip biting
gave him away. But who wouldn’t be nervous when you have the Lee Jeno devouring you with his
eyes alone.

His heart leapt in his chest as he waited for Jeno’s reaction to his little surprise. If this goes like he
planned he might finally get what he desires.

A good /hard/ fuck.

“I’m quitting work starting from this moment.” Jeno spoke like he was hypnotized by the
younger’s beauty, entranced by every single detail that collided to create Na Jaemin, the love of his
life, the man he deems too pretty to be real.
Long and strong arms circled Jaemin’s waist and he was pulled into the older’s warm embrace.
Jaemin giggled at his boyfriend’s dramatic reaction, before elbowing him slightly.

“Silly, how are you gonna take care of Angel if you quit?” Jaemin smiled at Jeno through the
mirror.

The older kissed the side of his neck before meeting his eyes. Jeno’s gaze fell down to his hands as
he rubbed gentle circles on the younger’s slightly obvious belly.

“How’s Angel doing?” Jeno asked, kissing Jaemin’s slightly chubby cheeks as he hugged him
closer.

“Angel is doing great.” Jaemin softly smiled as he placed his hand over Jeno’s hand that was
caressing his belly.

His pregnancy was like a miracle; it was totally unplanned and completely unexpected. But they
should’ve guessed that would happen when they kept going at it like wild animals.

For six years the heat and passion never dimmed, there was always something new and something
exciting. Even if they were just having lazy morning sex before Jeno heads off to work, it was still
filled with their passion, and most importantly their love that grew by the minute.

Love was beautiful indeed, in its highs and lows, it was worth living through and experiencing.
The smiles and laughter and even the tears they shared were all memories printed in their hearts
and minds for the rest of time.

When they first started dating, Jaemin thought that he would be the one doing the most for their
relationship to reach a stable state, but he was wrong. Jeno showed so much effort in fixing his
mistakes and improving himself as a person, he was trying his best to show his genuine feelings.
He failed many times, broke down and got stressed out a lot, but he never gave up on them, not
when Jaemin was always by his side, assuring him that he’ll remain there no matter what.

And now here they are, six years later, madly in love with each other. Just the mention of their
partner’s name would make their hearts smile before their lips do. They became one soul in two
bodies, so many differences and yet they fit perfectly for one another.
They never planned where their relationship would lead, they were just going with the flow, dating
and living together was the start and it continued like that with years of passion until that one day
that Jaemin announced to Jeno that he’ll become a father.

Jeno still remembers his reaction, the mix of happiness, pure bliss along with anxiousness and fear.
He was so happy for what their love conceived, but so scared wondering if he was capable of such
a responsibility.

Nevertheless, happiness overtook sooner than later and Jaemin got spoiled rotten. His closet was
replaced with all kinds of comfy clothes. Bed Sheets were changed to silky soft ones for the
pregnant male’s beauty sleep, and he got all kinds of healthy foods and vitamins on a daily basis.
Jeno was inexperienced in the whole pregnancy thing and his nervousness and love for the younger
made him overdo everything, no matter how much Jaemin assured him that he had done enough.

Dealing with morning sickness is the worst part for every pregnant person, but not for Jaemin. His
boyfriend was always a step ahead of him, so when he rushes to the bathroom in the morning to
throw up what’s in his guts, Jeno is always there rubbing his back and whispering soothing words
in his ears before carrying him back to the bed and cooking him something to make the morning
sickness less tiring.

It was as if when Jaemin winced at any kind of pain, Jeno was the one that got hurt, he emphasized
with the younger like he felt guilty for impregnating him.

Jaemin found it adorably sweet and all, but there’s one thing he wasn’t so happy about. Ever since
he announced his pregnancy, rough sex was out of the picture. He doesn’t remember agreeing to
that, but whenever they did it, Jeno seemed to be very cautious and gentle, it was nice for sure but
sometimes Jaemin missed being treated like the sex doll that Jeno loved playing around with.

So tonight he was determined to change that.

“Have I mentioned how beautiful you look right now?” Jeno’s voice brought him back to reality.
He met the older’s gaze through the mirror and smiled shyly.

“Do you like my lingeries? I bought it especially for today.” Jaemin said as he slipped out of Jeno’s
grip and twirled around to show him what he’s wearing.
He ended up tripping on his own steps and if it wasn’t for Jeno’s strong arms that quickly reached
to catch him, he would have fallen face first on the cold marble floors.

“Careful, baby!” Jeno frowned but the younger only giggled as he wiggled away and skipped out of
the bathroom.

“Do you like it? Pete said that it looks so pretty on me.” Jaemin bit his lower lip, waiting
anticipatingly for Jeno to take the bait.

He could hear the older’s hurried steps following him out to the living room.

“Pete? Who the fuck is Pete?”

And, he took the bait.

“Oh? Pete is just the worker at the shop, he was nice and showed me the newest collection.”
Jaemin merely glanced at Jeno before turning away and acting busy folding the laundry.

He was tingling with fear and excitement, his heart racing when he saw the scowl on Jeno’s
handsome face. Jeno was jealous, he didn’t need to know that there was no Pete and that Jaemin
got this lingerie online.

“And how did he decide that it’s pretty on you?” Jeno’s voice was getting closer and Jaemin tensed
slightly since he didn’t know what to expect.

“He saw me wearing it obviously.” Jaemin nervously chuckled, carrying the folded clothes and
walking to their bedroom again.

But he didn’t get to take another step before he got yanked back by a glaring Jeno. The folded
clothes were now scattered on the floor, an hour of folding them wasted just like that. Jeno’s gaze
burned holes into Jaemin as he tightly held his arm.

“You wore this in front of a stranger?” He asked again, voice threateningly low and chilling.
Jaemin gulped, he knew he was playing with fire but he liked a dangerous game. In the end he’ll
tell Jeno all about it of course, but for now he wants it rough.

“Y-Yes… why?” Jaemin pouted, innocently blinking at the older.

“I see.” Jeno’s scowl suddenly dropped, he went back to his calm self, gently tugging Jaemin closer
and wrapping his arms around his waist.

“Why are you lying, Jaemin?” Jeno dicked an eyebrow at the smaller who’s eyes widened as a faint
blush overtook his face.

“W-What?” Jaemin panicked, embarrassed to be already caught.

“There’s no Pete, you’re just trying to make me jealous, aren’t you?” Jeno smirked and Jaemin
frowned.

He was at the verge of tears, not sure if it’s the embarrassment or the frustration of his plan not
working.

“Hmph, whatever!” He pouted, pushing Jeno aside and walking past him.

He walked out of their room again and went straight to the kitchen. He had already prepared
dinner. So he tried to save himself from any further embarrassment by setting the dinner table for
them instead.

He was on his tiptoes reaching to get the plates out of the top shelf when a pair of arms wrapped
securely around his belly. Jaemin yelped, almost dropping the plates since he didn’t hear Jeno walk
in.

“What are you doing? Let me do it, you go sit down, love.” Jeno offered, and Jaemin knew that he
was trying to make him feel better and ignore the previous embarrassing topic but it only made
Jaemin feel worse.
“No, I’ll do it, I’ll just set the table. I've already made dinner, so you go take a seat.” Jaemin
whined, trying to break free from Jeno’s grip.

“Hmm,” Jeno’s deep hum rang in his ears, making him tense up.

Jeno held Jaemin by his hips and pushed him back against his crotch where an obvious bulge had
grown. He then started grinding his clothed dick between Jaemin’s bare asscheeks, the babydoll
dress with a back slit giving him easy access.

Jaemin whimpered, the way Jeno was holding him back so tightly and grinding hard against his ass
made the buttplug start to wriggle inside him, it moved and twirled, stretching his insides even
further. Jaemin held onto the sink, shutting his eyes tightly and biting his lower lip to stop himself
from hopelessly moaning at the simplest contact.

“I’d rather have you for dinner.”

“Hnngg!!“

Jaemin started grinding back, already feeling his dick starting to ooze with precum. Pregnancy has
made him extra sensitive and more vulnerable that his body instantly reacts to every touch.

“You like that don’t you? You wanna offer your hole for dinner, little one?” Jeno further teased,
now he simply stood there, hands comfortably laying on Jaemin’s hips like it belonged there, while
his younger boyfriend did all the work.

“P-Please!” Jaemin whimpered, boldly pushing his ass back and sliding up and down Jeno’s
length.

“Please what, pretty boy?”

“Hngg, please have Nana’s hole for dinner…”

Jeno cursed under his breath, instantly pulling away and dragging Jaemin with him to the dining
table. He hurriedly shoved the chairs aside before turning to Jaemin, swiftly picking him up and
settling him down on the table.

“Lean back, and legs up, can you do that, baby?” Jeno commanded as he started undressing
himself.

Jaemin leaned back on his palms, bringing his legs up to the table. He tried to hold them up like
Jeno commanded but his pregnant body felt too heavy from him to keep it up. He settled for
pressing his soles on the table and spreading his legs apart to showcase his leaking dick and the
white jewel peeking from underneath.

“God, you’re so gorgeous!” Jeno muttered as he squished the back of Jaemin’s thick milky thighs,
gently and teasingly rubbing the smooth flesh as his eyes looked the younger up and down like he
was a wild predator and Jaemin was his tasty prey.

“J-Jeno, can I say something?” Jaemin timidly asked.

Jeno leaned closer, kissing the side of Jaemin’s neck as he hummed in approval for him to
continue.

“I-I want you, really bad…”

“Yeah, I can tell, baby.” Jeno breathily chuckled at his boyfriend stating the obvious.

“No! Really bad as in… the worst way possible.” Jaemin shyly spoke, trying so hard to get the hint
to Jeno who still appeared confused.

“I need you to be more clear, Jaem. What do you exactly want?” Jeno frowned as he pulled away to
meet the younger’s eyes again, impatient with the way Jaemin was beating around the bush instead
of just straightforward saying what he wanted.

“Ugh, I want you to ruin me, you dumb professor!!” Jaemin spat in fake annoyance to mask his
embarrassment, but his flushed face gave him away.

He yelped in surprise when Jeno suddenly held his legs up, causing him to fall back on his elbows.
“First of all, it’s Master for you, little one.” Jeno’s calm and deep voice brought a tingling
sensation to the pit of Jaemin’s stomach.

The older rested both Jaemin’s legs on his shoulders and traced the back of the younger’s thighs
gently, making Jaemin tremble whenever he got closer to his stuffed hole, only to trace up his
thighs without giving his eager hole the attention it desired.

“Hngg, M-Master please!!” Jaemin whined, teary eyes looking at Jeno, begging to touch him
already and calm the raging fires of need in him.

“Second of all, you’re done for, pretty.”

Jaemin gasped, throwing his head back and his eyes rolled to the back of his head, Jeno had
suddenly and forcefully pulled the butt plug out as soon as the words left his mouth, watching
Jaemin’s hole gape for a second before it clenched and tightened around the sudden emptiness.

“So, you hate it when I go easy on you, huh?” Jeno asked, causally shoving two fingers into
Jaemin’s stretched entrance, making the smaller wince slightly, soft whimpers spilling between his
rosy lips at the sudden harsh treatment.

“Y-Yes, Don’t go easy- hnng! Master, please wreck me.” Jaemin shamelessly whimpered, his
slender fingers rubbing his hard nipples through the sheer lingerie.

“Such a pretty pain slut, aren’t you?” Another finger slipped in with ease, and Jaemin answered
with a lewd moan that rang through the whole apartment.

Jeno leaned down to connect their lips in a messy make out session. The sound of the sloppy kiss
and Jaemin’s soft whimpers filled the kitchen. Jeno kept twirling the three digits mercilessly in the
younger one, working him open and getting him as prepared as possible to take his dick.

He used his other hand to slap Jaemin’s hand away from his nipples and pushed the dress aside,
breaking the kiss to latch his mouth on the hard nubs, suckling on them like he was trying to milk
him out.
Jaemin only pushed his chest further into Jeno, arching his back and wanting to feel more of the
older’s mouth on his sensitive nipples.

“Hnngg yes, taste my milk, Master.”

It never failed to surprise Jeno whenever Jaemin said those filthy things. It’s just the fact that
Jaemin is usually very shy, so when he says stuff this bluntly it catches Jeno off guard.

“Fuck, baby.” Jeno groaned around his nipples, pulling away and letting go of the reddened nip
with a loud pop.

Jeno kissed Jaemin’s clothed tummy, lingering there for a second to have a quick conversation with
his unborn baby.

“I’m sorry Angel, your papa is so naughty and your daddy is a weak man, I can’t say no to pretty
faces.” Jeno dramatically sighed.

“Hey!!” Jaemin nudged him with a pout on his swollen lips. Jeno looked up at him.

“So you can’t say no to anyone with a pretty face?” Jaemin raised a suspicion eyebrow at the older.

“Yes, and I’ve only ever met one person with a pretty face and that’s you, my love.”

“Hnng~” Jaemin shyly whined, trying so hard to hold back from giving into Jeno’s sweet words.

“So, Angel. I’m sorry for what’s gonna happen next, but we know who’s to blame, don’t we?”
Jeno kissed Jaemin’s belly one last time before trailing down to his pinkish little dick.

It was hard and oozing with precum, jolting whenever Jeno teasingly touched it.

“S-Stop it!” Jaemin whined, shyly tugging his babydoll dress down to hide how pathetically he
was leaking from being teased.
Jeno was smug about the fact that he knew Jaemin’s body so well. He knew exactly where to touch
to make the younger gasp and tremble in pleasure, and Jaemin hated it /not really/.

Jeno trailed further down. He held Jaemin’s legs up again, and pushed them against his chest,
careful not to squish his belly. Wanting to get a proper look at Jaemin’s gaping hole as he slowly
slid his fingers out.

He brought those same fingers up and made Jaemin suck on them, at the same time he leaned
down and licked the throbbing rim of muscles.

Jaemin flinched and his hole clenched around thin air at the sudden wetness. Jeno’s fat tongue
swirled around until it forcefully pushed past the tight rim of muscles.

“Hngg, master!”

The younger man spread his legs up in the air, struggling to get a hold of Jeno’s head with his
round belly getting in the way. He propped himself up again on his elbows, finally managing to get
a hold of Jeno’s soft strands of hair tug on them desperately, pushing him further against his hole,
wanting to feel more of his tongue inside him.

Jeno had his dinner like Jaemin offered. Hungrily eating him out, making Jaemin let out a few
slutery moans and loud gasps all throughout it.

“M-Master, dick! hngg, I want your dick p-please!”

And with one last slurp, Jeno pulled away. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He looked
at Jaemin again. Somehow his hair was messed up, face flushed and lips swollen. Sheer lingerie
pushed to the side to show him slightly plump breasts. Round belly covered with the light fabric of
the dress. Pinkish hard dick, dripping with pre-cum and messing up the lingerie, but no one cared
about that. And lastly, Jaemin’s hole clenching rapidly around nothing, eagerly welcoming Jeno
inside.

Jeno spat on it, using his thumb to smear his own saliva on Jaemin’s hole and wet it even more for
easier penetration. He knew Jaemin likes to take it raw, but ever since the younger’s pregnancy, he
has been using a generous amount of lube every time they did it.
And since today Jaemin asked for it rough, he decided to settle for a little saliva instead, before he
slapped his thick, hefty dick against Jaemin’s entrance.

“Ready?”

“B-Bedroom.” Jaemin nervously whimpered. Sure he asked for it rough, but he was still a sensitive
pregnant person.

Jeno chuckled fondly, before leaning down to let the younger wrap his arms around his neck and
his legs around his torso. He held Jaemin’s thighs before straightening up with the younger one
clinging onto him like a koala clings to a tree.

But before he could take a step further, Jaemin stopped him and reached back with his hand to get
a hold of Jeno’s long shaft and press it up between his asscheeks.

“Keep it warm here?” Jaemin had the audacity to act cute while suggesting that, and the older
could only smile lovingly as he silently agreed and pressed Jaemin’s ass cheeks together around his
dick.

Jaemin started kissing Jeno's neck and subtly grinding down on the dick shoved between his globes
while his older lover walked them to their bedroom again.

Jaemin yelped when he was thrown to the bed, landing on the soft sheets with a thud. He looked
up, ready to complain and whine but Jeno didn’t give him a chance as he quickly hovered over him
and shut him up with a kiss.

Not wasting a second to line his dick with Jaemin’s entrance and swiftly slide in. He bit on
Jaemin’s lips when the younger tried to break the kiss, keeping him in place and swallowing his
moans.

When he was fully in, he stayed still. Jaemin was already trembling underneath him, and it worried
him slightly since he barely even moved.

“M-Move!”
“Baby, look at me?” Jeno brushed Jaemin’s hair to the side, grunting when the younger clenched
tightly around him at the nickname.

“Are you okay?” He asked the teary man who hurriedly nodded in response.

“Please, f-fuck me hard!” Jaemin begged.

Jeno sighed but nonetheless he slowly pulled his dick out, leaving just the tip in before he slammed
back in with force causing Jaemin’s body to jolt and a loud mewl escaped his parted lips.

“Hngg, yes!! Just like that, Master!!” Jaemin shamelessly cried. It bothered Jeno slightly, his
boyfriend’s desperation made it seem like he hadn't been pleased for a while. Even though they did
it just this morning before Jeno left for work.

“Spread those cheeks, slut.” Jeno groaned, repeating the same powerful thrusts with a slow pace.

Jaemin did, lifting his legs up and spreading his asscheeks with both hands, eagerly offering his
hole for the older’s savage length to fill.

“God, you just want me to ruin you, huh? You miss how you got pregnant already?” Jeno groaned,
shoving his dick so deep and hitting Jaemin’s prostate with every thrust.

“Hngg y-yes, Nana wants to get knocked up again and again by Master.” Jaemin whimpered as the
memory of the night their angel was conceived poured through his brain, after following the older
to the gym and watching him display his strength during his workout, it was safe to say that Jaemin
didn’t get off that dick until the next day.

Jaemin arched his back as Jeno’s pace quickened. Soon he was holding onto the older’s biceps
while Jeno rammed in him mercilessly. Both his legs on either side of Jeno shoulders, toes curling
whenever Jeno pounds his prostate roughly.

The sound of skin slapping could finally be heard, after months of gentle and tender love, Jeno is
finally roughing him up like he loves.
“You like this don’t you? Want me to use your slutty hole all night long, fill it with loads of cum,
make you gape until you can’t clench anymore?” Jeno huffed, his muscles straining from trying to
give his boyfriend the good rough sex he wants but also holding back slightly for the sake of his
safety.

“Hngg yes, Master p-please!!” Jaemin was a whimpering mess, he had one hand laying protectively
over his belly while the other one clawed at Jeno’s back, pulling the older man down to kiss him.

“What are you, Nana?” Jeno breathed against his lips. Snapping his hips at a steady pace.

“N-Nana is Master’s sex doll!” Jaemin cried, pure bliss engulfed him with every drag of the hefty
shaft against his sensitive walls.

“Fuck, baby!” Jeno could feel his dick twitching, indicating his orgasm getting closer.

He fastened his pace again, and had to hold Jaemin’s hips to keep him in place since he kept jolting
upward with every thrust. Angling his snaps to hit Jaemin’s sweet spot head on. It didn’t take more
than a few thrusts at that pace and Jaemin was arching again, crying as cum shot out of his dick,
messing up his lingerie. Jeno didn’t stop though, and lazily fucked him through his release.

The younger looked in a trance. Teary eyes droopy and blinking in slow motion. His face flushed
and wet with tears and sweat. A tired smile on his parted lips that let out the softest whimpers, with
a string of saliva running down his chin. Jeno breathily chuckled, despite how fucked out Jaemin
was he could still smile and it was just adorable to him.

But due to Jaemin’s post orgasm over-sensitivity, he kept clenching down on Jeno and that
triggered his release so he hurried to pull out.

“Hngg! No, d-don’t pull out… inside!!” Jaemin pouted, his legs instantly wrapping around Jeno to
cage him from moving away.

“Baby no, what if you get sick or something?” Jeno sternly refused, trying to break free from
Jaemin’s tightening legs.
It was quiet and when he looked back at Jaemin, the younger one was just blinking at him with a
straight face, absolutely not fazed by how urgent it was for Jeno.

“Baby?”

“Do it!” Jaemin bluntly commanded.

“I said, no.” Jeno sighed, finally managing to break free from Jaemin.

He made his way to the bathroom to take a shower and maybe finish up in there, only to be stopped
again when Jaemin called for him in his honey-like voice. Jeno sighed again before turning to look
at his boyfriend and… he froze.

“Babe!!“

“Jen, please~”

Jaemin was on all fours, his gaping hole in view for Jeno. He had three fingers in his cunt, swirling
them around to keep himself stretched open—as if he wasn’t already fucked loose—. Meanwhile
he looked back at Jeno with a little pout and his best puppy-eyes.

Sure enough, Jeno’s legs were moving on their own. As he made his way back to the bed, Jaemin
giggled, excitedly shaking his butt.

“Cum in my hole, Master~” he cheered, too bright for his filthy request, slipping his fingers out
and using both hands to spread himself out for Jeno again.

Jeno gulped, holding both Jaemin’s hands that were holding his cheeks apart as he slid the tip back
in.

“Hngg!!! U-Use your personal cumdump, Master.” Jaemin kept going with those foul words that
made Jeno successfully lose a tiny bit of his sanity every time.
“Shut up, Jaemin.” Jeno groaned and threw his head back, the younger’s insides tightly hugged
every inch he slid in.

It only took a single slide for him to come in his pregnant boyfriend’s hole like he begged for.
Jaemin let out a sultry moan, feeling the warm potent load fill him up generously that it gushed out
the minute Jeno pulled his dick out.

A low groan rumbled in Jeno’s chest at the sight of his trembling baby and his leaking gape.
Jaemin whimpered, desperately trying to clench down and stop it from pouring out.

“So full- hngg” Jaemin slumped down, laying to his side to not squish his baby belly.

“Isn’t that what you wanted? Your hole ruined and stuffed full?” Jeno slapped the wet puffy hole
playfully, earning a shy whine from Jaemin who nodded.

Jaemin closed his eyes, resting a little bit and catching his breath while Jeno kept fondling his
gaping hole, rubbing it, carelessly slipping his fingers in and out and kneading his ass. He was just
too busy and mesmerized with Jaemin’s wrecked state.

“Is it pretty?” Jaemin opened his eyes again to look at him, a shy smile on his lips as he watched
how amused Jeno was while playing with him like he pleases.

“So fucking pretty.” Jeno huffed, if his boyfriend wasn’t pregnant and needed the rest, he would be
going for the second round right about now.

Laying on his side, Jaemin propped himself up on one elbow while he used his other hand to
slightly tug on his asscheek to spread it apart, giving Jeno better access to his wrecked hole.

“Kisses?” He cutely asked.

Jeno glanced at Jaemin and smiled before leaning closer, he hugged Jaemin’s waist, and pampered
his softened hole with sweet kisses making him squeal and giggle as he thrashed, trying to break
free from the tickling sensation of Jeno’s lips and hot breath fanning against his wet hole.
-

After a minor tickling session, Jaemin had the urge to pee. He slipped out of Jeno’s grip and ran to
the bathroom to do his business. And Jeno, who hated not having the latter in his sight for a few
minutes, followed like an eager puppy.

He found Jaemin washing his hands, the babydoll dress he was wearing earlier thrown on the floor
right by his feet. Seeing him standing there in all his naked glory, Jeno felt the possessive urge to
have him in his arms, so he walked up to him and back-hugged him tightly.

“You look so beautiful, my love” he laid a kiss on the side of Jaemin’s neck before glancing at him
in the reflection of the mirror. Jaemin smiled but whined slightly for him to stop kissing his neck.

It was one of his weak spots and Jeno abused his knowledge of that.

He laid his hands on Jaemin’s unrecognisable waist to keep him from trying to wiggle away,
Jaemin’s heavy belly inches in front of him.

“Thank you for being born, Jaem” he laid one last kiss on his neck before twirling him around in
his arms, lifting him up and sitting him down on the sink to connect their lips in a soft kiss that
spoke volumes. “Happy birthday, my forever” he whispered through the kiss and Jaemin’s only
response was smiling against his lips.

Forever sounds like a long time but with Jeno it doesn’t seem enough.

“Let’s get you cleaned up now,” Jeno said when they finally broke the kiss and shared a few more
quick pecks.

Jaemin wrapped his arms around Jeno’s neck, blindly trusting him with his added weight. Jeno
gladly held him and walked them straight to the shower, only letting go of the younger to help him
clean up before carrying him once again to the tub that was previously prepared by Jaemin. A glass
of wine sat there waiting for him.

“You prepared this?” Jeno asked as he got in the tub and helped Jaemin in with a protective hand
around his waist.
“You sounded stressed earlier on the phone so I wanted to do something for you when you get
home.” Jaemin said, his hands laid flatly on Jeno’s toned chest as they stood completely bare in the
middle of the bathtub that was scattered with rose petals.

“You’re heaven sent, you know that?” Jeno pecked his lips again, a warm feeling filling his heart
and soul, the kind of feeling that he only gets when he lays eyes on his younger boyfriend.

“I know~” Jaemin chuckled playfully.

“You don’t need to do anything though, because the minute I see you all my stress vanishes.” Jeno
assured his boyfriend to which the younger’s smile widened.

They sat on opposite sides of the tub, facing each other and talking about their day. The sweet
calming aroma of the bathsalt and the roses making all their muscles relax and give into the
comfort of the warm waters.

Soon the few inches of space between them irritated Jaemin, but who was Jeno to complain if the
younger invaded his space and made himself comfortable on his lap and in his embrace.

And who was he to complain when Jamein adorably whispered into his ears his urge to cockwarm
him during their relaxing bath?

Everything his boyfriend wanted, his boyfriend got one way or another, because as strong as Jeno
is physically, he was still the weakest man when it comes to his younger lover.

They weren’t in a rush and not really chasing a release. Just enjoying how close and intimate this
was. Cuddled up in the warm waters, their bodies connected on deeper levels, as they shared kisses
and whispered sweet nothings into the beautiful night this was.

Sometimes laughter, sometimes hushed words, sometimes moans or groans and sometimes the
water splashes when Jeno playfully tickles Jaemin to tease him. All kinds of sweet harmonies
echoed through the bathroom.

Sure, Jaemin ruined the surprise Jeno had for his birthday and for their anniversary in a few days
 with his little babydoll dress.

But Jeno wouldn’t have it any other way.

Plus, there was no rush.

He could always propose to his boyfriend and the father of his child some other time. For now,
Jaemin’s pleased smile and happy giggles is all he cares about.

“I love you, baby”

“I love you much more, baby’s daddy”

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