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Sep 17, 2021

Infernal touch (YuMark smut fic)

Description- After being broken up with, Mark decides he's ready to lose his virginity. After a couple hours on a dating app, he finds himself outside of a strangers apartment. He finally musters the courage to knock on the door, and comes face to face with one of the hottest men he's ever met.

Pairing- NCT Yuta x NCT Mark

Word count- 9.7k of pure debauchery

Genre- mxm, smut, romance, light fluff

Warnings- MxM, losing virginity, oral (both receiving), making out, neck kissing, nipple play, marking, praise, handjob (both receiving), degradation, dacryphilia, anal sex, fingering, teasing, light orgasm denial, light scratching, some negative self talk, face fucking, light hair pulling,

Note- This was such a beast to edit. I really hope you guys like it. Shout out to my friend who unfortunately doesn't have a tumblr that helped me edit this, and who also helped me settle on the title.

Teaser-

“What do you like?” Yuta questioned, bringing himself closer yet to Mark, his warm breath tickling Mark’s cheeks and nose, leaving him breathless.

He stayed silent as he thought over the question, feeling stupid. He had no idea what he wanted to do… he had never done anything. He definitely had fantasies, but he couldn’t act those out until he had a little more experience. He just wanted to feel someone else touch him… To feel a hand aside from his own touch his member... “J-just touch me…” He requested finally, his eyes flickering down to his hands clasped tightly in his lap.

“That… I can do.” Yuta said before forcing Mark’s face back up with his hand, his other squeezing Mark’s thigh.....

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One mental breakdown later, and Mark was standing outside some random apartment room at eleven at night, anxiously debating if he wanted to go through with this.

He had just been broken up with after only a few weeks and a couple kisses, with the excuse that he was just too awkward and inexperienced.

So of course, logically, he made a grindr profile and went to meet the first guy who seemed even semi-interested in him, but was this really what he wanted?

He was nearly twenty two, and still a virgin, which just didn’t feel fair. He certainly wasn’t going to ask his friends, and everyone he dated he felt pressured by. He didn’t want to suck at it, or embarass himself in front of someone he cared about. A stranger was the perfect way to lose it without all the pressure of being the best at it. This guy had even offered to guide him through it…

He jumped hearing the ding of a notification on his phone. He pulled it out of his pocket to see the grindr notification, which read-

naka_naka_yuta95- How far r u? ;)

Mark nearly left right then and there, feeling his heart rate spike and his stomach drop. He was terrified about this whole thing now that he thought about it… perhaps he should just leave.

He scrolled through the messages again. They had only talked for maybe twenty minutes before agreeing to meet, maybe he had moved too fast..?

He shook his head and turned, beginning to walk away when his exes words popped back into his head, “I just can’t be with someone so green… It’s annoying having to teach someone. Go a couple rounds and maybe we could try again.”

He set his jaw and then turned right back around. He would get the experience tonight, even if he died doing it! Even if the guy was super ugly and old!

He knocked on the door before he could find any more doubt but as soon as he did he felt ice slice through his veins. Oh gosh… ohgoshohgoshohgoshohgoshohgoshohgosh.

The door opened after only a few seconds and his mind went blank as he looked up at an insanely attractive guy.

He had longish, shaggy, blond hair, ear rings, and a noble looking face. He wore a loose cut off tank top and skinny jeans, showing off his muscular arms and long legs. He was skinny, but obviously powerful.

“Are you gonna say hi… or?” The man asked, waving a slender hand in front of Mark’s stunned face.

“O-oh sorry, hi!” He said, lifting his hand to say hello with an awkward smile.

The man laughed, “You’re cute.” He commented, bringing an obvious rush of blood to Mark’s cheeks.

“Thanks.” He returned, eyes falling to stare at the man's feet instead of his handsome face. The guy was definitely a catch, but that was worse than him being ugly. He was way out of Mark’s league.

“Come on in, I made some ramen.” The man invited, pulling the door open wider for Mark with a grand swoop of his arm. Mark stepped inside, inspecting every corner as he entered the apartment and slid his shoes off beside the door. The stranger began heading towards the kitchen.

Mark scanned the area. It was clean and surprisingly normal looking. The living room and Kitchen were connected, only separated by the type of flooring. The sofa in the living room looked comfortable, it sat across from a small tv mounted on a table. The kitchen was small but cozy, and had everything it needed.

He looked down the hallway and saw a dimly lit room, the door ajar. From what he could make out the bed was covered in dark sheets. So far, there were no signs of the stranger being a serial killer.

“This is a nice place.” Mark commented, walking over to the man, who was generously portioning out the ramen into two bowls.

“It’s alright,” He shrugged, holding out the first bowl for Mark, who eyed it carefully before taking it in his hands.

What if it was drugged?

“I’m Yuta, by the way.” The handsome man introduced, reaching out his hand to shake. He smiled warmly at Mark, his teeth gleaming.

“Oh, uh, I’m Mark.” He greeted, taking hold of the man’s slender hand with a shy smile. It was much bigger than Mark’s, and softer. Mark released his hand after a moment and then looked back down at the steaming ramen.

It smelled alright, and it looked good.

“What do you wanna drink?” Yuta asked, turning to the fridge and opening it up.

Mark figured he should probably drink a little to attempt to calm down, “Could I have a beer?” He requested.

Yuta looked back at him with a smirk, pulling out a beer bottle while grabbing himself a coke, “One of us should probably be sober.” He joked, leaning over the counter and handing Mark the beer, “Let’s go sit on the sofa,” he suggested. Yuta led the way, settling down on the sofa. He crossed his legs in front of him as he got comfortable.

Mark followed suit, settling at least a foot away from Yuta on the couch. He stared at his ramen, distrust clear in his brown eyes. He tentatively brought some to his lips, taking his time putting it into his mouth. Mark glanced over at Yuta who was devouring his ramen without a care before taking his first bite. The ramen was delicious and he too began slurping it up as if his life depended on it, pausing every now and then to sip his beer. He didn’t want to be drunk, but alcohol was always a good confidence booster in these situations.

As he finished and set the bowl down he looked around for a napkin, realizing he had some of the juice on his chin, “Is there napkins somewhere?” He asked, looking up at Yuta who’s eyes were burning into him.

Yuta chuckled, “You don’t need a napkin. You have me.”

Without warning he reached out his hand, lifted Mark’s chin and slid a slender finger across his chin and lips. He captured the bit of juice on his fingers, spending a little too much time touching Mark’s lips before he pulled his hand away. Mark watched as Yuta brought the finger up to his own mouth, and with hooded eyes dragged his tongue over his finger, lapping up the juice in a seductive manner.

Mark’s cheeks blazed with heat as he stared into Yuta’s eyes, struggling to process what he had done. He forced his eyes away and grabbed his beer, taking several gulps before his eyes drifted back to Yuta. A cocky smile was plastered across the handsome man’s face at the reaction he had received.

“Th-thanks.” Mark stammered, clearly at a loss for words.

Yuta doubled over with the force of his laughter, making Mark feel embarrassed even though he tried to laugh along.

“You’re seriously so cute! Are you sure you’re a virgin?” Yuta asked, leaning back after he caught his breath and looking at Mark quizzically.

“I’m sure…” Mark sighed, dropping his eyes to the sofa.

“Why?” Yuta prodded. He scooted closer to Mark, closing the distance between them. His hand settled naturally on Mark’s thigh, beginning to run up and down the small boy's leg.

“It just… hasn’t happened.” Mark shrugged. His heart was pounding as he watched Yuta’s large and pretty hand gliding up and down his thigh, long fingers brushing towards his center with each movement.

“Have you had boyfriends before?” He pressed.

“A few.” Mark answered, resting against the sofa and looking up at Yuta, trying to calm down. The alcohol didn’t seem to be helping.

“Did you not want to have sex with them?”

“I did…”

“So what happened?”

“They wouldn’t want to sometimes… but mostly I would just get too - I don’t know… scared?” he admitted. Mark took another swig of beer, praying that the languid and hot feeling would wash over him soon.

“Are you afraid of the pain?”

“I mean a little… I think part of me just doesn’t want to disappoint anyone. I feel like I’m not very attractive and being awkward just takes away even more.” Mark said.

“I think you’re cute enough to eat.” Yuta flirted, stopping his hand at the top of Mark’s thigh. He reached out his other hand, taking Mark by the chin to look into his eyes, “Are you scared right now?”

Mark was clearly taken off guard by the question, eyes flickering from Yuta’s eyes to the wall behind him with worry. He took a moment to mull over the question before bobbing his head slowly up and down, “You’re way too hot for me,” He admitted.

Yuta chuckled and brought their faces closer, “Do you want me to fuck you?” He solicited.

“I- I don’t know…” Mark replied. He felt his cheeks flame and wished he could look anywhere else, but Yuta’s hand on his chin was keeping him frozen to the spot. Technically that had been the whole reason for coming here, but he didn’t think he could ever be so forward. Not to mention, a part of him was still unsure.

Yuta’s eyes were sultry but soft all at once, sweeping over Mark’s reserved frame before settling back on his eyes, “I won’t do anything without your permission… we can take it slow, one step at a time. We can stop anytime. I’ll be gentle with you…” he promised.

Mark had no idea what to say to that. Yuta seemed genuine, not a hint of jest in his dark eyes. Mark sat there with his eyes wide open before finally letting out a meek, “O-ok.”

“What do you like?” Yuta questioned, bringing himself closer yet to Mark, his warm breath tickling Mark’s cheeks and nose, leaving him breathless.

“That… I can do.” Yuta said before forcing Mark’s face back up with his hand, his other squeezing Mark’s thigh. He closed the short distance between them, his warm lips pressing against his younger partner's mouth. Mark closed his eyes and puckered his lips against Yuta’s, focusing on how Yuta pulled back and then fitted their lips together again.

Yuta’s mouth was hot against his, and obviously skilled. Mark began to move his plush lips against Yuta’s with care. He was unsure, but wanted to at least try to be good at it. After a few moments of the two kissing with just their lips, Yuta forced Mark’s lips open. His tongue invaded Mark’s mouth before he had time to think, brushing against his tongue. He was shocked but didn’t mind it, shyly moving his tongue with Yuta's. His face flushed as the kiss grew deeper. Mark was actually enjoying it, reaching out his hands to rest them on Yuta’s slim sides as they made out.

Yuta’s hand on his chin slipped behind his neck and curled into his short dark hair. With a soft grunt he tugged Mark’s head back by the roots of his hair, causing the younger to cry out.

Mark’s lips were glistening with spit and just a little swollen from the kissing. His cheeks were glowing a rosy red. Yuta grinned at him, “You already look like such a mess and we’ve barely started.” He teased. Before Mark could formulate a reply Yuta’s mouth was attacking Mark’s now exposed throat. He gasped at the feeling of Yuta’s lips and tongue rubbing against his throat, his stomach twisting and turning as Yuta kept his hand fisted in his soft locks.

Mark did his best to stay quiet, eyes closed as Yuta worked on his neck. He kissed all over his throat, stopping in some places to gently suck or bite the sensitive skin, eliciting soft sounds of pleasure from the smaller boy. Mark suddenly let out a groan as Yuta’s teeth grazed the skin at the crook of his neck.

Yuta paused at the sweet sound Mark let out, “Do you like this?” He teased, dragging his tongue slowly across the area again before latching onto the skin and beginning to suck on it harder.

“Y-yes,” Mark managed to gasp out. His nails were beginning to dig into Yuta’s sides as his slender neck was littered with dark red bruises.

Yuta chuckled and slid his free hand over Mark’s center before he began gently palming him through his jeans. His other hand was still tight in his hair eliciting loud moans from the adorable boy.

Mark reached one of his arms up to rest on Yuta’s wide back, his other still gripping his side tightly. His eyes opened as Yuta released the tight grip in his hair, but he quickly closed them again as the man began to kiss his lips.

This time, Mark was more prepared and kissed back just as hard. He secretly enjoyed the sloppy wetness and heat of the kiss as their lips and tongues danced. He couldn’t help but let out soft moans in between kisses as Yuta’s hand palmed the rising excitement between his legs.

As Mark let out a particularly high moan Yuta took Mark’s bottom lip between his teeth, pulling it away from his mouth before letting go. His eyes fluttered open mischievously to admire Mark’s flushed face, “You’re hard.” He stated.

Mark blushed even brighter red if that was possible, and looked down at the now obvious tent in his pants and Yuta’s hand, frozen against it. As Mark watched Yuta slowly began to move his hand again, making Mark moan and throw back his head, eyes closing. It felt good, but he was embarrassed to see what Yuta was doing.

Yuta slipped his free hand under his head and curled his fingers in the boys hair again, pushing his head up, “Watch me…” He ordered. His teeth nibbled on the edge of Mark’s ear, making him sigh. He bit his lip and hesitantly opened his eyes. He felt a knot forming in his stomach as he watched Yuta’s hand moving against the bulge between his legs.

He felt warmth spreading throughout his entire body, his mind growing foggy with arousal. His pants were beginning to feel too tight, and he wanted- no, needed- to have them off. At the same time he fretted in the last working part of his brain about Yuta seeing his private area. The lustful feelings were beginning to take over though. Especially with the added stimulation of Yuta’s mouth returning to tease the already discolored skin of his neck.

“Y-Yuta.” he gasped out.

Yuta froze against his throat, “Yes angel?” He murmured. Mark’s stomach seemed to turn a somersault at the new pet name.

“I- I need my- I need you to-” He stammered, struggling to form words in his state.

“Come on then,” Yuta encouraged, pulling away to look at Mark’s flushed face. His hand continued to palm the tent in Mark’s pants while he waited. Mark groaned desperately, his face contorting in a pained expression, eyes squeezing shut.

“My-my pants. I can’t-” he continued to struggle as Yuta’s hand pressed against him tighter, his thumb swooping over the tip of the tent with a cruel smile.

“I know you can say it… come on.” he coaxed, “Tell me what you want.”

Mark shuddered and cried out in pleasure, throwing his head back against the couch, “I want my pants off!” he begged. His body was beginning to tremble with his desire.

Yuta smirked and placed a comforting kiss on his cheek, “Good boy,” He praised, wasting no time in undoing the button and zipper of Mark’s jeans.

Mark let out a sigh of relief as the tightness was somewhat eased from his member.

“Lift your hips.” Yuta ordered, getting on his knees in front of Mark to help him get his jeans off. Mark obediently lifted his hips, and as the fabric was pulled away from him and the cool hair hit his legs he was overcome with anxiety all over again. He was hyper aware of how exposed he was now. He kept his eyes shut tight and his head leaned back against the couch, unable to look at himself.

Yuta pushed his knees apart, shuffling between his legs, and observing his impressive bulge and the dark stain on his boxers. Mark was already leaking pre-cum, a fact that brought Yuta a dark sense of pride.

“You’re already this worked up, hm?” He teased, sending a chill through Mark’s whole body.

“D-don’t look at me,” Mark begged, his voice strained.

“Hmm… I already am though. How unfortunate.” Yuta said, laughter coloring his tone.

Mark wriggled his hips a bit, waiting for Yuta to touch him again. After a couple moments of silence he opened his eyes and lifted his head to look at Yuta, who was still sitting on his knees between Mark’s legs, eyes filled with mirth.

“W-what are you doing?” Mark questioned, eyebrows furrowed.

“Waiting for my orders.” He said softly, chuckling at the way Mark’s eyebrows shot up in shock.

Mark was already growing desperate to feel Yuta’s hands and lips on him again. He just didn’t know if he could vocalize that. He opted instead for slightly shaking his hips again and letting out a low, needy whine, eyes locking onto Yuta’s.

“Use your words baby,” Yuta crooned, ghosting his fingers up one of Mark’s calves, making his leg jump.

“Hmmm, please!” he cried out, eyes filling with desperation, his fingers curling over the edge of the couch besides his thighs.

Yuta bit his lip as he watched the boy pout, “You’re so Goddamn cute…”

Mark could only huff in reply to his compliment, feeling his body quiver at Yuta’s tone alone.

Yuta stood up slowly, staying purposely between his legs. He watched Mark’s eyes travel from his face and down his body hungrily.

“Take off your shirt, hm?” Yuta asked.

Mark’s eyes widened at the request. He already felt too exposed and now Yuta wanted him to remove another layer?

“Y-you first.” he countered, avoiding Yuta’s eyes.

Yuta rolled his eyes, “I asked for your orders and you didn’t offer any, so now it’s my turn. Take off your shirt.”

Mark’s stomach rolled at the demand, and he felt a cold sweat breaking out over his body. He was still incredibly turned on, but now the lust was losing and all he could think of was how terrified he was of being judged. He figured it would be easier with a stranger, but when faced with such a sexy man he felt like he might cry if he had to take off his shirt.

He slowly sat himself up and felt a wave of nausea as he noticed the wet spot on the fabric of his briefs, this was so embarrassing.

His lower lip quivered delicately and he tried to speak, “I-I don’t w-want…”

“What are you so afraid of?” Yuta asked, lifting Mark’s chin with a finger. He took note of the way the boy's eyes were beginning to water. He looked so scared but yet so pretty. His fear was endearing in a way.

“I- I don’t kn-know I j-ju-” Mark’s eyes frantically moved this way and that, trying to look anywhere but into Yuta’s predatory, chocolate eyes. His stomach was rolling with discomfort.

“Mark.” He barked.

Mark glanced into his eyes, his breathing growing uneven.

“Do you want to stop?” He asked, offering him an out.

Mark was silent for a moment at the question, seriously debating it. Perhaps he was in over his head. Yuta wouldn’t force him to stay if he didn’t want to, and if he left they could both go back to their normal lives and forget about each other.

Mark wasn’t sure if he wanted to return to his normal life though. Yuta was hot, and actually not a bad person… Plus he couldn’t walk out with all these hickeys and nothing to show for it. After a couple more moments of debating Mark looked up at Yuta and slowly shook his head.

“What do you want to do?” He questioned.

“M-maybe we could take them off together…?” Mark suggested, avoiding his partner's dark eyes.

“Do you not go swimming? Why are you so shy?” Yuta teased.

“I-i’m sorry…” Mark apologized, he felt like he was ruining the mood. His eyes began to well up as his mind filled with negative talk. No wonder everyone broke up with him... He was such a baby.

“Hey. Mark. Look at me,” Yuta ordered.

Mark hesitantly looked up, a tear gliding down his cheek.

Yuta pulled his own shirt off in a swift movement, revealing his thin but well muscled torso.

Mark’s eyes scanned his body anxiously, but with a hunger too. Yuta was in fact gorgeous… but that only made him less confident in his own body.

Yuta’s hand came to rest on Mark’s cheek, swiping away the tear with his thumb, “Trust me, you’ll want to save that for later.” He warned before he pressed a sweet kiss to Mark’s soft cheek.

He kissed a trail down to Mark’s lips, gaining a sigh of relief from the boy who melted back into the kiss naturally. Their tongues twirled sloppily around one another. Yuta’s hands trailed down his chest, fingers running over the protruding buds of Mark’s nipples.

Yuta was growing more impatient with Mark as they kissed, his own pants growing tight.

He gathered the hem of Mark’s shirt into his fist and without warning ripped Mark’s shirt up, breaking the kiss as Mark let out an astonished gasp, eyes widening.

“Lift up your arms,” Yuta ordered, his tone icy.

Mark did as he was told, cringing as the cold air made his nipples pucker and harden.

Yuta tossed the shirt away before his eyes alighted on Mark’s gorgeous form in front of him. He was skinny but so pretty. Mark crossed his arms over his stomach, growing anxious at Yuta’s staring. Yuta frowned at the gesture.

“You’re fucking gorgeous.” He breathed, falling to his knees and grabbing Mark’s wrists, pinning them on either side of his waist. Mark’s bit his lip as he watched Yuta, anticipation coursing through his veins.

“Th-thank you.” He replied at the compliment, at a loss for anything better to say.

Yuta placed a kiss on Mark’s inner thigh, sucking the skin as he pulled away, leaving a satisfying mark on the boy's pale skin. His mouth travelled further with each hickey he left on Mark’s thighs, making the boy squirm and moan the closer he got to his covered member. Yuta held Mark’s hands firmly to his sides, using only his mouth. Finally he dusted a kiss over Mark’s clothed member, and chuckled as his hips bucked with the sudden contact.

Mark was becoming hypersensitive to everything Yuta was doing to him. He felt like he was going crazy.

“Someone’s eager.” Yuta teased. He ran his tongue along the edge of Mark’s briefs before licking his tongue over the shape of Mark’s bulge. His eyes were focused on Mark who was letting out quiet sighs of pleasure, his abs contracting under his skin with each drag of Yuta’s tongue.

Mark was startled as Yuta’s hand’s released his wrists, but he obediently kept them at his sides, trying to keep quiet. He wondered what the man had in store now as he was sitting up taller, leaning over Mark’s body, his torso pressing against Mark’s sensitive member.

Mark stayed silent as Yuta began running his hands over his stomach and torso, but when his fingers brushed over his nipples he let out a strangled cry. He hadn’t expected to gain pleasure from that but as Yuta began rubbing his hands up and down over them he grew more and more excited, eyes alighting on Yuta’s smirking face.

“Th-that tickles,” Mark panted.

“Mhmm,” Yuta hummed, gliding his hands over Mark’s nipples a few more times before suddenly pinching the two pink buds between his fingers. The action drew a low whine from Mark who’s eyes had closed at the foreign sensation. His hips wriggled upwards against Yuta’s torso and the man shook his head.

“Behave,” He reprimanded. He brought a hand down to press Mark’s hips back into the sofa before returning to his nipples. He began flicking over the sensitive buds with his fingers, at times rolling them between his fingers.

Mark did his best to be good, even as his mind was becoming foggy with this new feeling he couldn’t help but want more.

He let out a sharp cry as one of Yuta’s hands suddenly drifted down to his briefs and then drove under the fabric, wrapping around his cock. His other hand still stayed against his chest, flicking his nipple insistently.

One of Mark’s hands jumped to grab Yuta’s wrist, “Hmmm… hmmm… No, d-don’t,” Mark’s begging fell on deaf ears as Yuta’s hand squeezed the boy's leaking member.

The man laughed at the way Mark’s body spasmed and trembled in response to his touch.

Mark was going crazy now, nails digging into Yuta’s offending arm and his head going further back into the sofa. He couldn’t stop the spasms that shook his body, his abs contracting futilely beneath the skin. The feelings of Yuta’s fingers roughly rolling over his nipples, mixed with the pressure of Yuta’s hand on his cock was causing stars to dance in his eyes.

“Don’t what?” Yuta asked, slowly beginning to move his hand back and forth around Mark’s shaft. He brought his hand from Mark’s reddening nipple to tug his briefs down to offer him easier access, admiring the reveal of Mark’s private area.

“It- it feels weird,” Mark whined.

“Hmmm… just don’t cum unless I tell you,” Yuta growled, enjoying the look of Mark’s leaking cock in his hand..

“Y-you’re dr-driving me crazy,” Mark panted, letting out a loud moan, his abs spasming.

Yuta began pumping up and down, marveling at every movement Mark made. He couldn’t help the dark sense of satisfaction seeing the way Mark was unravelling before him.

He reached up again to tease one of his nipples and laughed when Mark cried out, his cock twitching in his hand at the added stimulation.

“You’re so fucking cute…” Yuta growled, adding a bit more pressure to Mark’s member as he pumped more rapidly.

Mark’s head pressed desperately against the couch as he cried out in pleasure, being devoured by the sensation. His ears were starting to ring, and there was a tight feeling blooming in his abdomen. He was desperate to let it out.

“Y-Yuta,” he whimpered, “I-I think I m-might-”

Yuta released his cock and grabbed onto his nipples aggressively, cutting off Mark’s words and turning them into a sharp gasp.

“What was that?” Yuta asked, grinning maniacally at the angelic boy in front of him.

All Mark could do was whine as Yuta’s fingers played with his nipples, making him more lustful. He unknowingly was lifting his hips, desperate to have the contact with Yuta’s hand again, “T-touch me,” he begged.

Mark was completely consumed with arousal, uncaring of anything else except for Yuta and his hands running over his body.

“I am,” Yuta teased.

He dropped his head to Mark’s chest and grabbed one of Mark’s nipples between his teeth, beginning to roll his tongue over the already swollen bud. Mark breathlessly cried out, another spasm traveling throughout his body.

Tears pricked his eyes and he drove his hips upwards against Yuta’s belly, moaning as his cock rubbed against the hot skin of his partner.

Yuta froze and surged away at the feeling, making Mark cry out in disbelief and desire.

His cock was throbbing and his nipples were tingling.

“Oh please!!” He begged, sitting up to look at Yuta who’s eyes were dark.

“Shut up.” He ordered. His icy tone made Mark’s stomach flip.

Yuta dropped to his knees and tugged Mark’s boxers down the rest of the way, pulling them off his feet.

“Let’s take this to the bedroom,” he suggested, looking up at Mark’s naked form hungrily..

“O-okay.” Mark said.

He braced his hands on the sofa and attempted to stand. As soon as he rose he realized that his body was still trembling. He didn’t have enough strength to hold himself up and began to fall, letting out a squeak of fear.

Yuta laughed and caught the boy, whisking him up into his arms.

Mark blushed deep red and covered his face with his hands as Yuta carried him into the dimly lit bedroom, kicking the door closed and walking to the bed. He laid Mark down with care, pressing a kiss to his forehead before straightening up.

“Wait for me,” he ordered. He swiftly removed his own jeans, revealing the impressive bulge beneath.

Mark nodded slowly, watching Yuta change. He knew he looked like a mess, but before he could think too much on it Yuta was climbing onto the bed. He caged him in with his arms as he crawled over his body, crashing his lips into Mark’s.

Mark kissed back just as hard, his arms wrapping eagerly around his partner's neck, curling into his soft blond hair. Yuta’s mouth abandoned his lips to adventure down his neck. He paused to suck and bite at his collarbones, making the smaller boys hips wiggle upwards eagerly.

Yuta placed a hand against Mark’s hips to hold him down, thumb gliding back and forth over his abdomen a breath away from his cock. His other found purchase at his nipples, teasing them with his tongue and finger, making Mark whine in pleasure.

His fingers curled tighter and tighter in Yuta’s hair. The feeling of his hair being pulled was making Yuta even more eager to please.

“I’m gonna fucking ruin you.” He growled out against Marks chest before biting him rather hard, making his whole body spasm as he cried out. His stomach tying itself in knots.

“P-please,” Mark begged, his voice high and alien sounding.

“Please what?” Yuta asked, his hand suddenly gripping his cock.

Mark’s body shuddered violently and he gasped out, a wave of pleasure blinding him. There wasn’t a single normal thought in his head. He wanted Yuta to make a disaster of him.

“Ruin me.” Mark said clearly, his eyes flashing to Yuta’s. They were filled with lust, nearly exploding with the desire coursing through his body.

Yuta grinned and glided his tongue down Mark’s chest slowly, causing the boy to arch his back. Yuta’s other hand pumped slowly up and down on his cock. He littered Mark’s skin with marks, kissing and biting his chest and abdomen passionately.

He paused for a moment and sat up, gaining a needy whine from Mark, but he quickly quieted when he realized Yuta was grabbing a bottle of lube.

“Have you ever touched yourself down there?” Yuta whispered, bringing his face back to Mark’s to look at him with sultry eyes.

Mark had to take a moment to figure out exactly what Yuta meant, blinking like a deer in the headlights before his mouth dropped at the question. So this was where things were headed.

“I- I’ve tried to.” he stuttered, garnering a sweet chuckle from Yuta.

“You’re absolutely precious,” Yuta crooned and leaned down to press his lips to Mark’s before pulling away again, “I’ll be gentle, so just relax and try not to get scared okay?” He reassured.

“I trust you,” he replied, grabbing Yuta’s face again to kiss him hard.

As the two made out Yuta began to play with Mark’s cock. Mark reached out to brush his hand against Yuta’s clothed member, making the tall man moan into the kiss.

“You’re being so good,” he muttered appreciatively against his lips, moving his head down to chew on Mark’s already bruised throat.

Mark began rubbing Yuta’s cock, enjoying the quiet breaths of satisfaction Yuta let out. Mark found that he got pleasure out of knowing he was making someone feel good. Mark was in paradise and wanted to stay there forever.

Yuta finally pulled back and away, moving down to his partner's swollen cock.

“Behave,” he ordered before he brought his face between Mark’s thighs. He gently dragged his tongue up Mark’s cock, making the virgin wriggle and squeal at the foreign feeling.

He slowly took Mark in his mouth, feeling his cock twitch against his tongue as he began moving his tongue in slow circles over the tip. Mark gasped and closed his eyes, hands going to tangle in Yuta’s soft hair. He was already getting close to his limit again, desperate for relief. He was making sounds with no control or thought, his body tingling with the hot and wet sensation.

As Mark was moaning and sighing, Yuta was emptying some of the lube onto his finger. He began to apply some around his entrance, rubbing his fingers in slow circles.

Mark had never felt anything like this, his entire body was becoming slick with sweat, he felt like he was on fire.

He gasped and cried out, a shudder going through his entire body. Yuta hummed against his cock, still applying as much lube as he could onto Mark, beginning to slowly push his fingers inside Mark’s hot walls.

“Nnng,” Mark whimpered and moaned, “Yuta! Yuta it’s too-“ he cut off, bucking his hips up into Yuta’s mouth. Yuta tasted the sudden excess of cum and pulled back quickly, gripping his cock.

“I told you to behave.” He teased, looking at Mark’s flushed face and teary eyes.

“I c-can’t help it,” he whined, “It feels too good,” his voice was high and sweet. Reflecting the feelings of passion and lust he was being consumed by.

“It’s gonna feel even better baby,” he promised. He ran his glistening hands over Marks taught abs and cute nipples, admiring the way the lube coated his body. Mark was glistening with the gooey and cold substance, looking undeniably provocative. His eyes were hooded as he watched Yuta, his body squirming and jumping at Yuta’s touch.

Yuta continued to rub Mark’s torso, while his other hand glided down to his inner thigh to his plump bottom. He began to push his finger into Mark’s entrance carefully, wiggling his finger a bit to allow access. He watched proudly as Mark’s eyes scrunched shut at the feeling and a haughty moan left his lips.

“A-ahhh!” he panted, suddenly seeming to try and get away from Yuta’s finger. His cock was leaking cum already.

Despite the pleasure coursing through Mark’s veins he felt his anxiety rise back up with a vengeance. A host of new fears breaking the surface of his mind. It felt amazing but he couldn’t help but worry if he was gross. He felt so vulnerable and exposed, suddenly too aware of the position he was in.

Yuta took his free hand and forced Mark’s hips into the bed, holding him down against the mattress. His finger froze inside Mark’s heat. Giving him just a moment to adjust.

“Mark.” He warned, beginning to push his finger further, his thumb sliding back and forth over Mark’s pronounced hip bone. Watching the host of expressions that Mark was making at the new experience.

Mark was ready to cry, his heart pounding in his ears.

“Wait! Wait! Please wait!” Mark cried in a rush, his hands grabbing at Yuta’s wrist.

Yuta stopped again, eyes scanning Mark’s lewd body and hard cock. His chest and neck were covered in hickeys. He was clearly turned on, but Yuta supposed it was a scary feeling. Especially since he was a virgin.

“Are you okay?” He asked after a couple seconds of watching the smaller boys chest rise and fall with his breaths, eyes still squeezed closed.

“I’m scared,” he admitted meekly.

“What are you scared of?” Yuta queried, bringing their faces closer together.

Mark was quiet, shaking his head a bit as he got used to the foreign feeling. He was afraid of everything. The way he was so turned on by someone's fingers was scary. The way he was completely naked in front of such an alluring man was overwhelming.

“Mark. You have to talk to me so I know what you want me to do.” Yuta coaxed, kissing his chest. The sex fiend in him was screaming for the expressions of pain and anxiety he loved so much, especially with Mark being so cute.

With any other sex partner he probably would have kept pushing. With any other sex partner he wouldn’t be so patient. He felt different with Mark though, he was so adorable and timid it made him feel somehow protective. He wanted him to feel good and be comfortable. He wanted to ravage away any negative thoughts in that pretty head of his.

“Isn’t it gross?” He asked after a moment, his pretty eyes opening to look at Yuta. The man let out a soft laugh and Mark smacked at his arm, “Don’t laugh,” he begged.

Yuta rolled his eyes, “Mark, baby,” he addressed, “I mean this from the bottom of my heart, you are not gross. THIS is not gross,”

Mark chewed his lip and looked away from him doubtfully, “A-are you sure?”

“Considering you’re a stranger I have no obligation to tell you that you’re cute. But you are cute. You’re sexy. You sound hot… I want to keep listening to you moan,” Yuta reassured softly, tentatively running his hand over Mark’s nipples, making Mark sigh.

Though Mark was still filled with fear he wanted to believe Yuta. His eyes found his partners, searching for any sign that he wasn’t genuine. All he could get out of his predatory gaze was that he was definitely not lying. There was no disgust present in his chocolate eyes.

“Okay,” he replied, a slight tremor evident in his voice.

“Shall I continue?” Yuta asked, poised eagerly to continue.

Mark nodded, and immediately was throwing his head back against the bed as Yuta pushed inside. He went slowly with the resistance, taking his time and grinning as Mark whined and moaned out with the feeling, his insides convulsing sweetly around his finger. Yuta pushed until he couldn’t, watching as a tear slid down the side of Mark’s face.

“That’s it, that’s a good boy,” he praised, gently running his hand over Mark’s chest and down to his hips. He leaned down to kiss the soft dip of his abdomen, smirking at the quiet whine Mark let out.

Yuta began pumping in and out of him with one finger. Going until there was nearly no resistance. He dripped some lube over the area before adding a second finger to his tight bottom.

Mark was in ecstasy, legs spread apart and trembling, teeth digging into his bottom lip. He was groaning and panting without abandon. The sight alone and the feeling of him tightening around his fingers was driving Yuta mad. He began to speed up his pace, one of his hands holding Mark down, nails pressing against his soft skin.

Mark’s moaning was growing louder and more consistent, his body trembling uncontrollably around Yuta’s long fingers.

The sensation was strange but pleasurable, and he wanted more, he wanted to be filled with Yuta, “I want more,” he moaned, crying out as Yuta hit against an incredibly sensitive spot, causing his entire body to spasm. Yet again he was filled with lust and lust only. There was no trace of the anxiety he had experienced only moments before.

“More?” Yuta asked, grinning as he continued to finger Mark, ramming in and out of him.

Yuta took it a step further, grabbing his cock, beginning to pump up and down on his shaft in time with the way his fingers slammed inside of him.

Mark cried out at the added contact, watching Yuta’s cruel expression with his lewd gaze.

His muscles were burning and spasming, and he was burning with his passion and desire. He was on the brink of climax, waves of pleasure flowing through his veins with every thrust of Yuta’s slender fingers into him. His eyes grew unfocused and heavy lidded and he began babbling that he would cum, his hips moving in tandem with Yuta’s movements.

“Okay baby,” Yuta soothed, pulling out his fingers and removing his hand from Mark’s cock, making him cry out desperately as the waves of pleasure were stopped again, making him feel unsatisfied.

“Oh please,” he cried out, his voice strained.

“In time…” Yuta comforted, slowly taking down his boxers and tossing them away, his erection springing free. He sat up on his knees in the bed, towering over Mark’s small frame.

Mark stared wide eyed at his cock, making Yuta chuckle before he took Mark’s hand and guided it to his length, “Pleasure me,” he ordered.

Mark looked up at Yuta’s gorgeous body and nodded. If he could do well he knew Yuta would reward him. He pulled himself up, struggling as his legs were still trembling. Once he was steady he wrapped his small hands around Yuta’s cock, carefully starting to pump back and forth. He scooted closer to his body, one of his hands Exploring Yuta’s toned chest and abs, marveling at the hardness of his body before leaning forward to kiss his partner's stomach.

Yuta reached a hand under his chin, lifting Mark’s head to look into his eyes, “I want you to suck it,” he ordered, his eyes unwavering.

Mark nodded, glancing back down at his large member before bringing his mouth down to it. He held it up with one hand while the other rested on Yuta’s toned thigh and tentatively licked the tip. Yuta sighed softly, laying a hand on the back of Mark’s head as he took the tip into his mouth.

He took it in further, moving his tongue around the edges of his cock carefully, his eyes glancing up at Yuta’s twisted expression before closing and pulling him in deeper, careful not to let it hit the back of his throat. This was almost more fun than what had taken place before.

“That’s right baby, take it all in,” Yuta moaned, his eyes taking in Mark’s timid frame in front of him. In this position he was even more beautiful, the arch of his spine leading down to his plump ass was somehow seductive. The way his long lashes brushed against his blushy cheeks was adorable. He looked so angelic and pure, even while taking Yuta’s cock into his mouth.

Mark began to bob his head back and forth on Yuta’s length, making the taller man groan. He leaned his head back, closing his eyes. His slender fingers tangled into Mark’s silky hair, enjoying the feeling.

At the deep moans Yuta was letting out, Mark was becoming more eager to please. His eyes flashed up Yuta’s body to his beautiful neckline, beginning to move his head a bit faster, twirling his tongue around the tip with vigor. He could taste the salty hint of pre-cum, and lapped at the slit of Yuta’s cock cheekily before bringing it back into his mouth, enjoying the strained deep growl Yuta let out.

His eyes widened as he felt Yuta’s grip in his hair tighten, and he looked up with trembling eyes. Yuta was looking down at him with a grin before he suddenly drove his hips forward into Mark’s throat, making him gag and splutter on his cock as it hit the back of his throat. Mark tried to pull away, bracing his hands on Yuta’s thighs, but the pretty man wasn’t letting him go anywhere.

He began to fuck his mouth slowly, marveling at the feeling of Mark’s throat convulsing around him when ever he hit the back of his throat. He grew even more aroused as tears began to spill down the boys ruddy cheeks

“You’re such a good boy. My pretty little angel,” He praised, causing Mark’s stomach to tie itself in knots at the praise and the feeling of pressure on the roots of his hair. Yuta drove his cock into the back of his throat one more time, staying there longer than usual. He chuckled, watching as Mark’s eyes squeezed shut and a muffled cry emanated against his cock. Yuta pulled out of his mouth, admiring the drool that dribbled down Mark’s chin as he panted and coughed, dropping his head against one of Yuta’s thighs.

He took a couple more breaths before looking up at Yuta, his eyes sparkling, “What are you going to do now?” He asked, even though he had a feeling he already knew.

“Hmm… what do you think?” Yuta teased, settling back down to Mark’s level, delicately caressing his cheek with a slender hand.

Mark whined softly, “I-I want,” he had a strange desire to be filled again. He wanted to be closer to Yuta, to be enveloped by him.

Yuta leaned forward and kissed Mark on his lips, pulling away before the kiss could grow too passionate, “Say it… beg for it.” He ordered, smirking as Mark’s eyes flitted away for a moment before falling on his large member hungrily.

He felt so empty… “P-please…” He asked.

Yuta gently pushed Mark down onto his back on the bed, watching the way his body stretched out, his skin taut on his thin chest and abs, cock still erect and red, begging to be touched.

“Come on angel,” he coaxed, drifting a finger down Mark’s chest. Mark trembled at the new pet name.

Yuta began pushing Mark’s legs apart, positioning his body in between them. He reached over to grab the lube and a condom from the nightstand again. He quickly ripped open the package, tossing it away and placing it over his cock.

He opened the lube and tipped it over, smirking as Mark whimpered and whined as the cold liquid spilled over his cock and abdomen, dripping down his legs and towards his ass.

Yuta began rubbing the lube all over him, paying special attention to his hole, pushing his fingers inside easily and pulling them back out, garnering a needy cry from Mark. As he did so he began to rub it over his cock as well, making sure Mark would be as comfortable as possible for his first time.

“Mmmm, f-fuck me, please.” Mark begged, wide eyes staring into Yuta’s with desperation. He was so turned on he couldn’t even begin to worry about how much this could hurt. Just the teasing of his fingers was enough to push him over the edge.

“What a little whore,” Yuta laughed, pumping Mark’s cock a couple times before he sat up, positioning his cock at Mark’s tight entrance. He carefully began pressing his hard length into Mark’s hole, watching as his lust filled eyes filled with shock and then fresh tears.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” Yuta growled as he began to push inside Mark.

“Ah...aaang,” he choked and his hands twisted up in the sheets.

He had expected it to hurt, but the pain that blossomed from his bottom and shot throughout his whole body was more than he had expected.

Yuta froze, his hands traveling up Mark’s sides, one going to hold Mark’s hand tightly in his, “How is it?”

“I-it’s so big,” Mark sniffled, tears dripping from his eyes and down the sides of his face. He was filled with fear, a part of him worrying that he would simply be ripped in half. He let out a sob as he felt his insides contracting around the head of Yuta’s cock.

“You can handle it angel, you’re so good,” he praised, leaning down to kiss the boy's tear streaked face, careful not to move, waiting for Mark to relax. He pressed another kiss to his swollen lips before pressing forward once more.

“Fuck,” he cussed feeling Mark’s heat surrounding his length, seeming to pull him in even as Mark was crying out in pain and pleasure. Yuta placed a hand against the crying boy's face, rubbing his cheeks with his thumb.

“Should I stop?” He asked cautiously, feeling another spasm roll through the boys muscles.

Despite his crying he shook his head, “K-keep going,” he begged.

The smaller boy was in a world of exquisite pain and foreign feelings. He was being filled up, burning with the feeling of Yuta’s cock buried inside him, “MMM, fuck!” Mark panted out, gasping as Yuta bottomed out in him, his cock fully inside the smaller boy.

“Good boy, such a good fucking whore,” Yuta praised. He littered soft kisses all over Mark’s face and down his throat, his hands running up and down his sides to distract him from the pain he was probably feeling, “How is it?” He asked.

“It hurts,” Mark whimpered, taking deep breaths.

Yuta frowned, “It will stop soon.” he promised.

“Good,” Mark replied, taking a deep breath.

The pain was emanating outward throughout the entire lower part of his body, yet it was also nice. He felt full, and hot. The pain seemed to be lessening with the rise and fall of his chest.

“Do you want me to move?” Yuta queried, looking into Mark’s eyes to see if he could discern his feelings in his chocolate depths.

“J-just go slow,” Mark said, biting his moist lips as he said so.

Yuta nodded and began to pull himself back a bit, watching as Mark let out a shaking groan, eyes scrunching shut again as his muscles contracted at the friction.

“Should I stop?”

“N-no. Keep-Keep going,” Mark begged, hands fisting into the sheets.

Yuta didn’t need to be told twice. He slowly began to thrust in and out of Mark, making sure to be gentle at first for him. His hand finally grabbed onto Mark’s swollen cock, making him moan desperately as he started to pump in rhythm with his thrusts, driving his hips against Mark’s plump ass.

The room grew filled with loud pants and whimpers, and the crude sound of skin slapping skin as Yuta fucked Mark.

Mark’s eyes were leaking tears and he had dissolved into a complete mess, hand’s desperately searching for something to find purchase on as he rocked in time with Yuta’s thrusts. His brain was filled only with the overwhelming feelings of pleasure that radiated throughout his whole body. With each smack of Yuta’s cock into his prostate he would let out a high pitched whine. Being able to see Yuta’s face, and hearing his grunts was making Mark more excited. He had only dirty thoughts, wishing to be fucked harder and harder, wanting to lick the sweat off Yuta’s slick body.

“Fuck, oh fuck, oh Yuta,” he moaned out as Yuta picked up the pace.

Yuta was in his own world of pleasure, admiring the way Mark’s body writhed beneath him as he pounded into his plump ass. He enjoyed the lewd way his cum leaked prematurely onto his hands from his swollen cock. Yuta leaned down to chew on one of Mark’s nipples, still keeping a steady pace as he did so, causing the boy's body to spasm and hips to buck at the added stimulation.

Yuta moaned out at the feeling of Mark’s hot insides contracting around him in a vice like grip, “You’re so fucking tight,” he moaned against Mark’s skin before flicking his tongue again over the pink buds of his nipples.

Mark threw his arms around Yuta’s wide back, nails digging into his pale skin as his body spasmed again, his cock twitching in Yuta’s unyielding hand. “Yuta!” He cried out. The boy wanted to be closer to Yuta, wanted to feel his body right against him.

“Yes angel?” Yuta growled against Mark’s chest, the heat of his breath alone being enough to satisfy Mark’s lust filled body.

“H-hold me… fuck me harder… fuck.” Mark gritted out, and Yuta chuckled, realizing Mark was trying to pull himself up, his nails dragging down his slick back.

Yuta slipped his arms around Mark’s slim waist and hoisted him up and onto his lap, making him cry out and his insides to convulse again at the new angle, “Good boy, such a good fucking whore,” Yuta groaned out. His hands tangled into Mark’s hair as the boy dropped his head against his broad shoulder, tears dripping onto his bare skin, making him more excited.

Yuta pounded into him harder, enjoying the feeling of Mark’s panting breath against his neck as he clung to him, nails raking across his back.

Yuta was fucking up straight into his prostate, each thrust making Mark cry out until he suddenly bit down rather hard on Yuta’s shoulder, making the man gasp softly. He didn’t stop though, fucking him harder still.

Yuta was close to climaxing, the heat and the tightness becoming too much for him.

“Oh fuck,” He panted, ripping Mark’s head back by his hair to look at his face. Drool leaked down his chin, mixing with tears and his cheeks were flushed bright red. They were both slick with sweat and desire.

“Y-yuta touch my cock, please,” Mark begged, eyes crazed and Yuta grinned at his desperate partner. One of his hands fell to his cock without hesitation, beginning to pump hard, following suit with the force of his pelvis as he rocked back and forth into Mark, bouncing the smaller male on his cock.

The two of them were close, grunting and moaning almost animalistically. Yuta crushed his lips against Mark’s sloppily, their mouths opening and tongues dancing together.

The intense stimulation was too much for Mark. His ears began ringing intensely and his eyes closed as the waves of pleasure washed over him, finally the knot in his stomach came undone.

He threw back his head to let out a loud cry as he came, viscous liquid shooting from his member and onto Yuta’s belly and hand. His entire body convulsed with the force of his orgasm, abs contracting beneath his skin. The boy let out a breathless stream of curse words and moans, head thrown back in ecstasy.

At the feeling of Mark’s muscles clenching around his cock, Yuta came right after, shooting spurts of hot semen into Mark, sending the deflowered boy over the edge. Yuta was making a low sound, growling and grunting as he filled Mark with his cum.

A loud groan emanated from Mark as his head fell against Yuta’s shoulder, nails raking down his back in an attempt to ground himself. Yuta was still rubbing his cock, and he was growing over stimulated from the continued pounding, crying out as Yuta’s nails raked down his side. Yuta was oblivious to his actions, riding on the wave of his own orgasm.

“You’re so fucking good, such a good fucking boy,” Yuta panted as he finished, his hand slowing to a stop on Mark’s cock before wrapping around his trembling body. The two stayed connected for a moment, taking rapid breaths as they came down from their highs.

“You should lay down baby,” he cooed after a couple minutes, rubbing Mark’s slim back in slow circles.

“I-I don’t know if I c-can let go,” Mark stuttered. He was worn out. He felt so tired he wasn’t sure if he could move, and his mind was still foggy from the orgasm he had moments before. He wasn’t even sure if he wanted to, he was perfectly comfortable as he was.

Yuta shook his head and gently gripped Mark’s biceps, pulling his arms away from his body before lifting him.

His cock finally fell out of Mark, and a feeling of satisfaction washed over him at the pool of cum that dripped out of Mark’s hole. Mark’s body was covered in dark marks and bruises, and there was an obvious line of scratches down his side.

Yuta carefully laid him down over the quilt and then smirked, pulling at the blankets, “Get under the covers. You can stay the night.” He offered.

“I don’t think I could walk anyways,” Mark muttered. He tried to sit up, struggling with the sheets. He found he couldn’t muster the strength in his arms or legs to get himself up high enough to get the blankets out from under his body.

“You’re too cute… jeez,” Yuta tsked, watching him struggle a minute longer before he reached out to help. He pulled the sheets down with ease, allowing him to climb under them before he followed suit. He reached out to turn off the light, plunging the two into darkness. He reached out, instinctively drawing Mark to his chest.

Technically it was against hook up culture to cuddle with your sex partner, but Mark was definitely not a normal sex partner. He was already much more.

Mark let out a soft huff and nuzzled against Yuta’s chest adorably, his hand falling against Yuta’s stomach as he made himself comfortable on the man’s wiry body.

“Thank you,” he murmured.

“You’re lucky I wasn’t some creep,” Yuta retorted, bringing his slim hand up to run his fingers through Mark’s messy, sweat soaked hair.

Mark let out a breathy laugh, “I suppose,”

He felt euphoric, his body still vibrating with the pleasure he had just experienced, and now he was even being treated like this? It was too good to be true.

“How was your first time?” Yuta asked, his voice sounding from deep in his chest.

Mark blushed, glad for the cover of darkness now, “It was… really good.” He admitted. He found he was struggling to keep his eyes open now. He was acutely aware of how exhausted he had become and the rhythmic feeling of Yuta’s fingers running through hair was only amplifying that feeling.

“Care to do it again sometime?” Yuta offered, his own voice was becoming thick with tiredness, they had both exhausted each other in the last few hours.

Mark was quiet for a moment, before he nodded languidly, “Mhm,” he managed to hum out before he was out just like that, quiet snores beginning to resonate from his swollen lips.

“Such an angel,” Yuta praised, leaning his head forward to kiss the top of Mark’s head before his own eyes were shutting. He focused on Mark’s quiet snores until he too had fallen into a comfortable sleep with the cute boy he had met only hours before...

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