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"Did you really think you could get away with that?" Seokjin held Taehyung down with a firm grip, pressing him into the bed. "You're a little slut."

Face down on the bed with a wrist held behind him and Seokjin's other hand applying pressure between his shoulder blades, Taehyung pushed up his butt a bit, getting just a little friction. "You should have known what you were getting into when you decided to be with me."

That was true. Seokjin should have known--and he did-- what it entailed to be involved with someone like Taehyung, a naughty e-boy who thrived on the donations he received from horny viewers who came to his streams. Tonight, he had been given a large donation with the request that he wear a skirt, so he did. Seokjin had even walked in on him given it a twirl. Such a short skirt and a thong beneath, his plump backside making a split-second appearance for his viewers, which Taehyung pretended to be shy about after the fact.

The act always worked. Be cute, be shy, but also be sexy. Rake in the views and donations like autumn leaves. Taehyung was metaphorically rolling in money, and he could do it literally if he so pleased. A popular streamer like himself was bound to have a constant flow of donations flooding his bank account.

"I know the skirt was requested, but the thong wasn't." Sure, Seokjin had wanted to enter this arrangement between them, but he couldn't help getting jealous. Taehyung was worth desiring; Seokjin knew that as well as anyone. He applied a little more pressure to the e-boy's back and smirked as that devilicious backside pushed up for him again.

"The thong gets me more donations." Of course, that was only one of the reasons Taehyung had worn it. He had another reason. "Are you going to punish me for being naughty? I let other people see what's supposed to be only yours." He wanted that jealousy.

Right. Seokjin had ownership over Taehyung's body, as per their agreement. But he knew Taehyung was a brat and loved to be playfully mischievous. "I should punish you. And I will." Releasing Taehyung's wrist, Seokjin grabbed the skirt and pulled it up to fully expose his bratty partner's butt. "We're not going to use your favorite lube, sweet cheeks. We're going to use mine."

Taehyung stuck out his tongue in distaste. "Yours makes me feel slimy, and it's not flavored." He couldn't complain too much though. Non-flavored lube meant he wouldn't be giving a blowjob; Seokjin only demanded that whenever the lube was flavored. Taehyung's jaw could have a little break this time.

Grabbing the small bottle of lube that had been brought to the bed before he'd pinned Taehyung down, Seokjin popped open the lid. "You're not going to be able to sit properly tomorrow. You can squirm for your viewers."

"Don't just say it, asshole. Be a man of your word." Taehyung and Seokjin were used to the name-calling; it was part of their kinks. Certain degrading terms were off limits, but they could still use some. It only took a few more seconds for Taehyung to feel the cold, slimy feeling of lubed fingers sliding over his hole, the thong string pulled to the side.

"Keep mouthing off, and you'll get more than a rough fuck tonight." As Seokjin began the work of prepping Taehyung, he finally moved his other hand away from the naughty guy's back, slipping it further up and around.

It always excited Taehyung when Seokjin's strong hand would grab his throat like this, giving a teasing squeeze. He loved to be choked while getting absolutely plowed from behind, as he was sure to get tonight. As he was choked and fingered simultaneously, Taehyung was already beginning to see stars. This was why he misbehaved; he would get this pleasurable punishment from Seokjin.

Though they didn't have the label of dating--Taehyung didn't like it--they did have an agreement. Taehyung allowed Seokjin to have consentual ownership of his body in exchange for taking care of him tenderly when he was good and punishing him pleasurably when he was mischievous. There was trust between them and feelings of horny nature, possibly others as well. And it worked.

Even as Seokjin was soon slamming his cock into Taehyung with such force that had him gasping into his pillow, it wasn't all set to rules. They felt their way around each other, their senses almost becoming molded together. And while Seokjin called Taehyung a slut and treated him so roughly now, he would tend to him sweetly afterward.