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“Hyunwoo?”

The brown haired boy lays motionless, blood pooling on the floor near his head. Luka stares, stares, and stares. It was as if his limbs were made of concrete, unmoving and heavy. The blonde man inhales a shaky breath, dropping to his knees in the next second.

His knees thudded against the floor painfully, but Luka’s eyes remained locked in Hyunwoo’s figure. He drags his knees to slowly inch closer to the teen. He couldn't hear anything other than the blood rushing in his head. Luka stops right before Hyunwoo’s legs. His yellow eyes are looking at the crumpled figure before him.

Luka gulps his saliva, his hands shaking. Seeing as he had not seen any movement from Hyunwoo, he carefully tugs the teen’s shorts down, almost affectionate in his action, were it not for the dubious scene he’s in. Luka stares intently at the teen’s now bare body, his eyes trailing down his smooth tan skin. The man licks his lips hungrily, as if enjoying a great feast exclusive for him.

He then looks up, his eyes glued instantly towards Hyunwoo's face. His eyes, which once used to shine so bright with life, are now glazed and lifeless. He reaches a hand out, his fingers lightly caressing Hyunwoo’s cheek.

"Hyunwoo," he calls softly. There's no reply. The man feels his heart clench at the sight of his beloved. "Hyunwoo. Hyunwoo." He calls out his name like a chant. His fingertips slowly trail down from the cheek to the neck. An unthinkable thought passes by Luka’s mind in a flash. The blonde exhales, delicately wrapping his hands around Hyunwoo’s neck.

It was met with no resistance — given Hyunwoo’s state — unlike usual. The chance of having Hyunwoo under his mercy sends a thrill down Luka’s spine. He could feel his face warming, adrenaline racing in his whole being as he tightens his hold. For a few moments, in the height of his euphoria, Luka wonders if he could snap Hyunwoo’s neck as well.

Imagining that usually lively boy going all pliant because of him and him alone… 

His pants are beginning to feel tight. Shit. He groaned, biting his lower lip as he felt his erection pressing against the fabric.

With that thought in mind, he hurriedly pulls his pants just enough. Never has he been this impatient, with Hyunwoo always seeming to break his limits. His eyes never leave the teen's body, hungrily eyeing every part of it. He wants to see more, feel more.

The man pushes Hyunwoo's shirt up, exposing his bare chest to the cool air of the room. He leans down, latching his mouth onto a pink bud. He sucks on one nipple while rolling the other with his fingers. A sigh escapes his lips as he does so, the taste of Hyunwoo's skin is making him dizzy. Luka promptly placed himself between Hyunwoo’s legs, the sensation of his bare cock now touching the other’s skin making him dizzy with want.

He pours the lube hurriedly, desperate to feel that heat around his cock. He slides one finger inside, and then another, and another. Luka could say confidently enough that stretching Hyunwoo is far more fun when the boy is being particularly feisty, but Hyunwoo being all pliable like this is also interesting on its own. Or more importantly, it turns Luka just as much, if not even more, as usual.

Fed up with the waiting, the blonde slides his cock in slowly, moaning at the tightness he feels. Hyunwoo was always so tight, Luka always wondered if he would be able to fit inside without tearing the boy apart every time. With each inch inside, the more Luka could feel himself falling in love with the sensation.

Hyunwoo is still so warm inside, as if tempting Luka to cut him open and make a literal mess of his organs. Once he reaches the deepest part of Hyunwoo's heat, he couldn't help but throw his head back and let out a loud moan, his hands gripping Hyunwoo's hips tight.

“Nnh… you feel so good around me, Hyunwoo.”

If anyone was to look at Luka right now, they would see the crazed smile on the blonde’s face, absolutely infatuated with the sensation. Luka pulls his hips back, nearly sliding all the way out before slamming his cock in on one go, his pale hands gripping the teen’s thighs in a bruising hold. He is lost in a daze, drunk from the sight and feel of Hyunwoo, as he fucks the younger's hole like a starving man.

The lewd slapping sounds of skin against skin resonate throughout the room, and Luka moans shamelessly. He buries his cock deep inside, holding it there for a few moments before pulling back. He could feel Hyunwoo clenching around him, and Luka swears he could see stars in his eyes. His fingers grip tighter around Hyunwoo's thighs, no doubt leaving marks on that tan skin. As he picked up the pace, his breathing got heavier, the lust in his eyes growing with each passing moment. He leans down to press a soft kiss on Hyunwoo's lips.

He can still taste the blood on his lips. The kiss was gentle and loving, as if Luka was trying to convey all the love he has for the younger. This close, he could see the source of the blood from Hyunwoo's head.

"H— haa, one day I will bash your skull open and replace half of your brain with my cum, alright?"

Luka moans at his own fantasy, imagining Hyunwoo not being able to do anything even as he desecrated his body. He imagines the boy screaming at him in pain and fear. The image alone pushes him to his peak. He groans as he thrusts his cock deep into Hyunwoo's hole one last time, emptying himself inside. Luka is panting, his chest rising and falling as he tries to catch his breath. He looks down at Hyunwoo's face, admiring how beautiful he looked even in death.

It isn't long before Luka's cock grows hard again. Luka kisses Hyunwoo's lips one more time before pulling out his cock from Hyunwoo's hole. Before this, the boy's mouth is too small to ever fit all of him. But now? Luka shudders at the possibility. But before he commit the act, Luka closed Hyunwoo's eyelids in an almost gentle manner.

"Don't fret, my love. I will love you even after you rot."