The title you are reading may contain harsh language, sexuality, and some trigger words and behaviors for some. If you are sensitive to these issues, I do not recommend you to read this article. If you read such articles and are affected, what you read is not my responsibility.
!!Knife play,breastplay,candle waxing, bondage,moaning,burning, ice play, fingering, praising ( if anything I forgot you can tell me in commentss <3 )
A.N. : Hello, I'm a little tired these days, but I think I can write a little fiction.Unfortunately, my exams have started and I have a lot of homework every week, but I want to push my limits to write as much as I can. If you have an opinion or request, feel free to write. As long as you are respectful, my request box is always open for you <3 I hope you like the fiction. Good reading
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Hongjoong's eyes were filled with delight, and I could tell by the glint in his eyes that there was no going back. It moved the sharp part of the blade on my skin like writing, but never cut it. When he first showed me his knives collection, I thought it was just simple men's taste, but Hongjoong was hoarding knives for other people's enjoyment and I was the first to try it. That's what made me special. The places where the blade slipped were burning and red, but it never bled. My soul was burning with pleasure, my cheeks were like fire. My hands trembled with pleasure, touching his shoulder and hair, and one after the other, I couldn't hold back my moans and made pornographic noises. I never thought that a knife dancing softly on my skin could be so effective. But Hongjoong was different, I don't know if it was because he was a surgeon, but he knew all the pleasure points so well that I was always surprised that he had never tried it with anyone and I was the first. I focused on my hands, which had been shaken out of my thoughts, and the knife rubbing against my skin, and the coldness of his hands. I couldn't see him, it was crazy not being able to see his face. Now I wanted to cry with pleasure, I wanted to reach the climax and ejaculate. and 'Hongjoong please, can you untie my eyes I can't take it anymore.' I said Hongjoong pulled the knife away from my body and I couldn't feel anything anymore, the warmth and coldness of his hands, which was the opposite of his body, had disappeared. 'H-hongjong,' I said, my voice shaking.
At first I thought he was angry with me, but later on it occurred to me that Hongjoong couldn't be angry with me. Minutes or maybe hours passed and no one made a sound. All my senses were closed as my eyes and hands were tied. I could only feel the sweet sting of the knife marks on my skin and the slightly cold air. But to be patient, I didn't even say a word.
Hongjoong would never leave my side while making love. I couldn't understand why he did such a thing. I hadn't heard any footsteps since his warmth had gone. Since he was blind, his hearing was as strong as a dog. I shifted a little in the chair I was sitting in, but of course I couldn't move. I grumbled a little, but there was no sound or anything, just white noise and the ticking of the clock. I even started to hear the sound of the candle burning and the bird flying outside, but these were not necessary for me, all I wanted was the presence of Hongjoong. The radiating flame of the candle seemed to be getting closer and closer to me. I can't tell anymore whether I was imagining or really hearing it. All of a sudden, a melted candle fell on my skin, I screamed with the burning sensation of the candle and Hongjoong's return, my body was completely his, now I couldn't feel, think or remember anyone other than Hongjoong. I was fooled by Hongjoong without ever touching me. My brain was only focused on Hongjoon and his actions. He said to me, 'Calm down my dear, you have endured well, I will give you the best prize.' I felt so happy and relieved when he said it, I can't explain. I was able to say 'Hongjoong please' and we both knew why I was saying please. Hongjoong, on the other hand, dropped another drop of the candle in his hand and circulated a very cold object in the same place. What was this cold object, I couldn't focus anymore, I couldn't even know simple things, I was completely hongjoong's. He swirled a mixture of the two all over my body and suddenly his hands touched the tip of my chest. His hands, cold as ice, were now warm as the sun. I wanted him to touch me more and own me. I stretched myself towards Hongjoong. and I was able to say, 'H-hongjoong I can't stand it please'. Hongjoong 'Be patient dear, everything has an order, what did I teach you. Try to remember, don't be so weak. I know you can do it, as always. Aren't I crazy?' He said I was on the verge of insanity. I was speechless, I just moaned and could barely say yes. Now that his hands were all over my body, I was officially burning for Hongjoong. He was licking my breasts and leaving marks. With the knife he still had in his hand, it was as if he was writing something on my skin, leaving redness.
My feet were curling with pleasure and my hands were trembling. He said, 'Tell me what you want, my dear, I will do whatever you want, I am at your command'. I was frozen in my place. Hongjoong made this word a habit, he always said it. But I could never get used to it, I always just froze. I no longer had the strength to speak, and I was trembling with pleasure. 'Ho-hongjoong, please, please, please,' was all I could say. 'Baby, what we talked about, be open to me in everything, what do you want, please, you don't need to say, I'm here for you.' Every word fascinated me. He was a perfect person, even his perfect word was not enough for Hongjoong. 'Hongjoong, I want to make love, give me all your love.' Hongjoong said, "Your wish is my command." said. and he untied my hands, my hands went straight to his hair, it was as if I had memorized it. I took a deep breath and started to ruffle his hair, I was totally relieved. Hongjoong put his hands on my blindfold and said, 'Can I do it?' he asked, as if trying to understand exactly what I wanted. 'Yes,' I said softly, opening my blindfold and starting to kiss my whole face. We were sucking on my lips, our tongues rubbing. My hands go to his shoulders and then I pull his hair from there. I was experiencing the peak of all emotions. His hands were all over my body as he kissed me. He was touching my breasts, squeezing, then stroking my face and moaning lightly from time to time. The room literally smelled of love and sex. Only wet sounds could be heard.
Suddenly his hand touched my hips and I jumped and groaned a little because of where his hands were roaming. His hands were on my thighs, my hips, my breasts. He was stroking, squeezing and loving. He suddenly stopped kissing and looked at me, 'Can I?' she asked . I nodded slightly and looked straight into his eyes. He smiled lightly at me and placed a comforting kiss on my forehead. As he kissed, he inhaled all of my scent and gently caressed my inner thighs. His hands slowly climbed up to my pussy. He looked at me and kissed me passionately again, our tongues meeting again. Somehow I missed him over and over again when he was by my side. His hands were so talented that he quickly found my pleasure spot again, and he stroked it again and again in circular motions. My muscles tight, I couldn't help moaning. My eyebrows were tight, my body was stretching like an arrow, just as he was about to come, he put his middle finger in and started kissing my face. He was telling me to stay calm, not to strain myself. How did he expect me to do this? I could come in just by looking at him when he was this attractive. He stuck another finger in, and I was so close now that my hands were stuck in his hair and my chest was thrusting forward. My feet were curling, my breathing was short, my vision was dark, my eyes were rolling. The strength in my hands was fading and only the word 'Hongjoong' came out of my lips. Hongjoong said, "Okay baby, you've held on well, you can come. Live in the moment, my dear. He was making sentences like 'You are so beautiful right now, you are like angels falling from the sky', I couldn't even focus anymore. These beautiful words, the gestures she made just for my pleasure, her beautiful face, whose fingers I saw with my darkened eyes, all brought me closer to that beautiful end. My hands were starting to twitch, I couldn't hear a word he was saying, one hand on his shoulder and one in his hair, and my moans were now very irregular and my only focus was on my own pleasure. I once again pushed myself into Hongjoong's ringed fingers and came to his hands trembling and groaning. The rings were a very special delight. I couldn't stand it and ejaculated, I had been waiting for this moment my whole life.
When I calmed down and my breathing evened out, I started to hear Hongjoong again. It is such a passionate lovemaking that my eyes were filled with tears and I was out of breath, even my hearing was coming back again. Hongjoong kissed my forehead and said, 'You did very well, my love', kissed my forehead and asked, 'Do you want to go to the bathroom? And I said, 'What about you?' I said and pointed to the hard thing on his pants. Hongjoong said, "Baby, I think it's enough for you for today, don't care about me." But I wanted to give him pleasure too and I knew my limits weren't that high so I kissed him and started stroking his hard dick in his pants...
A.N. : Do you want part 2? It's like there's an unfinished side to the story. And how did you find it was the first short fiction I wrote. I'm waiting for your comments.
