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Inner thought

Chapter 7

Summary:

Dawon's new hobby is kneading those soft cherries

Notes:

..is this rate M?

Inspire from the hospital chapter that I forget
Warning : OOC.. I think?

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Dawon stares at his work. A feeling of pride welled up in his chest when he saw how debauched Yikyung looked because of his actions. The tightly closed eyelids, the knitted eyebrows, the small sighs and groans that escaped his lips which were swollen from being kissed too often, Dawon recorded all of this in his mind.

His eyes didn't stop sweeping every corner of Yikyung's body, he hoped he could drown in Yikyung's so bright yet warm eyes, so he bit his shoulder blade quite hard, successfully making Yikyung jump and making him open his favorite jewel.

 

"Dawon.."

 

Dawon chuckled softly. His master always called him in that tone. Full of love but also on edge. Like he didn't believe Dawon would catch him if he fell, like Dawon would just throw him away once this was all over, like what they had now had an ending.

Something inside him seemed to be ripped, torn apart, but Dawon ignored all that and returned to serving Yikyung.

Dawon's hands skillfully played with his member, making Yikyung seem to be dancing because of him. His body was shaking, his face was red, moans and only his name came out of his lips as if Dawon was his god and Yikyung was his worshiper.

 

That thought made his hand move faster, his lips kissing the skin further apart, and his other hand kneaded his round bum, successfully making Yikyung sing even louder.

Then when Yikyung came, body shaking and gasping for breath, Dawon's heart swelled with overwhelming affection.

 

"Yikyung-ah.."

 

His lips kissed Yikyung's wild and wet brown mane gently, helping him come down from his high.

And when his red eyes met tired and drowsy brown eyes, Dawon cursed his condition once again.

He wanted and needed to show the influence that Yikyung had on him.

 

"Yikyung.."

 

He held his warm body in his arms, his face buried in his neck, he was grateful for the servant traits that allowed them to be sensitive to the voice of their master while Dawon listened carefully to the rhythm of the heart, the sighs of breath, and the name whispered in his hair. All proof that Yikyung is alive and belongs only to him .

Notes:

New info guys.. Dawon has breeding kink (that's canon, rip Yikyung)

Notes:

I'm this close to chopping Dawon's head off and see what he's up to