Jeongin's POV:

The bell rang and I opened the door to see a delivery boy with a big box of God knows what.

"Good Afternoon sir! This package is for Mr.Sky", he said. I looked at the name and indeed it was a package for Seungmin hyung. This stupid hyung always keeps buying something. However, I haven't really seen much of a closet change whenever I steal some of his clothes. I wonder what he keeps buying....

I take the package from the delivery boy and thank him. The box that he handed me wasn't that heavy. I was curious to see what's inside but I chose the other option and that was to not open it as it is none of my business.

"SEUNGMIN HYUNGGG!! THERE'S A PACKAGE FOR YOU!", I yelled to him as I knew he would be in our room probably reading a dark romance book or something. I was surprised to know that he was into dark romance novels too. Who am I to complain, being a dark romance lover myself...

Almost immediately I saw him walking down the stairs, oh wait let me correct that, I saw him sprinting down the stairs, to where the package laid and that stupid hyung had the audacity to completely ignore me and run to where his precious package sat. Just as a payback,I kicked a small pillow towards his direction and he got hurt beautifully on the head. A small grunt and some incoherent swears was his response and he walked away throwing a sharp glare in my direction. I wonder what the package had that made him this jumpy....

Seungmin's POV:

The fishnet stockings and the pretty see through white crop shirt, paired with a baby blue mini skirt, they all just arrived and I was so happy to try them. The combination looked amazing in my head and so I thought, Why not try it. I quickly go up with the box and get into the bathroom to give it a quick try. The opening of the packets is literally my most favourite sound cause it is just so satisfying.

The first packet that came in my sight was the crop shirt. I was excited to try it on and so, without realising, I ripped the packet off and took the clothing out. No matter whatever number of feminine clothes I possess, I always get excited when there's an addition to my own feminine closet. It's a different but a satisfactory feeling. The material of the cloth, felt smooth on my palms. I love the feel of it. Only if I could wear this and show it off in front of the person, I wish could see me in ways more than one....

I quickly remove my hoodie and wear the crop shirt. I absolutely loved how it looked on me. The see through material made my skin look way more prettier as it gave a blur to my natural skin tone. Overall, I loved the way it made me look and I couldn't wait to try the rest of the clothes.

The second package was the fishnet stockings. As I was going for a combination with white and baby blue, I decided to add darkblue fishnet stockings to complete the look cause it looked amazing in my head. I took it out and quickly started to put it on. However, it turns out that the size was a bit smaller. I wore it anyways as the tight fishnet stockings gave me a painful sensation but I still loved it. What else can you probably expect from a maschochistic person. The pain felt nice and I also loved the colour on me. I knew it'd leave marks on my legs but I still didn't bother to think much about it.

I grew more and more impatient as I opened the third package, just to be met with a beautiful baby blue skirt. The colour blue was my favourite. Especially the baby blue tone of it. I put it on as soon as I took it in my hands and when I looked myself in the mirror. I was in awe. The stockings continued to hurt me as I twirled around in the final look. I jumped a bit, excited because of how everything turned out to look. While I was jumping, I felt the stockings cut through my skin because of how tight they were. The feeling of the cuts was satisfying to me. I felt a bit of blood being drawn near my thighs and calves as I started to take off everything. I winced a bit but I still loved the feeling.

I heard the bedroom door open and the sound of footsteps followed the same. A body fell on the bed and huffed out in relaxation. I knew it was Jeongin cause we were the only two in the house till tomorrow evening. Felix had an event and Lee Know hyung had to stay at the other dorm for the weekend. So tomorrow evening is when the house will get filled again and until then it was just the two of us. So as to not look too suspicious, I discarded the pretty clothes and put on the clothes that I previously wore. I walked out of the bathroom after safely putting all the clothes in the box and safely kept it in my closet. I turned around and was met with a confused looking Jeongin. However, he seemed to have noticed something as I moved a bit away from my open closet and that's when I felt a wave of regret wash over me. I should've closed the closet door before moving away...

Jeongin's POV:

My eyes were as wide as saucers as I noticed all the skirts and baby blue jackets hung in a corner of Seungmin hyung's closet. He never let anyone open a part of his closet and we all gave him the privacy as it was the best to stay aware of everyone's boundaries and we all respect each other's boundaries. However today, I think I accidentally crossed a wall that stood upright between me and Seungmin hyung's personal space. I didn't mean to but it was accidental. The blood traces on his calves didn't go unnoticed by me. Did he harm himself....? His terrified face screamed at me to not ask questions, but I couldn't help but ask that one question..

"Seungmin hyung? Did you harm yourself? Why are there red marks on your calves and also some blood..?", I asked, carefully so as to not scare him away. The more I noticed his beautiful calves in those marks, I kept getting images of a certain sort and that made me aroused. I felt terrible knowing what was happening and I tried to shake the thoughts away. Thank God I was laying on my stomach...

"Uh the marks..? They're nothing and no I didn't harm myself", He nervously spoke. I raised and eyebrow at him and nodded when I was sure of him not lying.

"Hyung? Can I ask you something?", I spoke again, softly and not letting him feel insecure about it. He nodded and so I continued..

"All those clothes belong to you?", He nodded again, not able to form words.

"Do you like wearing them?", I asked again. He got super shy but nodded whatsoever.

"Hyung, Can you come here for a second? I just wanna ask you something..", I slowly motioned him to come closer to the bed and made some space to sit there. He walked with small steps and sat in the place where I asked him to.

"Did you buy some more of those clothes today?", I asked. His non-verbal response only consisted of a simple nod.

"Could some of it possibly be the reason for the marks? Did you wear something that wasn't your size?", I asked, getting up while making sure that my growing problem is covered. I had a thing for him for the past two years and now that I was imagining him in some feminine clothes, I just couldn't stop. And oh those red marks on his calves, fueled my desire more.

"Are you not disgusted by the fact that I wear feminine clothes?", His voice spoke softly. I shook my head no and continued to speak..

"No hyung. Why would I be disgusted by something that YOU enjoy to do? Infact I'm sure you look more pretty in those dresses!", I let out my dimples on the display as I genuinely spoke about how I view the situation. He looked at me and I am sure I saw some unshed tears brimming his beautiful eyes.

"Would you like to show me what you got for yourself today?", I spoke softly, just to make sure if I could still continue talking about the topic. He wiped his tears that were about to make an escape and nodded like a little kid who was finally happy that his dad promised to get him his favourite toy. He rushed to his closet and took out the box that he had placed not much earlier and re-entered the bathroom to change his outfit.

Considering the fact that we are alone right now and that only I would be the one to see the prettiest side of him, made my heart swell in ecstasy. The desire to take him and make him mine, wholely, wasn't helping my problem that I desperately was trying to hide. My thoughts darkened with every faint sound of a cloth being discarded behind the bathroom door. The sound of something being zipped was the last sound followed by the click of the door handle, indicating that he was about to reveal his pretty outfit to me.

I was curious on what coloured clothes he would've purchased. However,I always knew it would be a shade of blue. He did like the colour blue a lot and blue suited him PERFECTLY as well. I might or might not have even peeked into his feminine clothes closet when he accidentally opened the closet, just to notice baby blue and other pastel colour outfits.

When he opened the door, I swear I felt my heart do a flip. The crop shirt was a see through and I went crazy when I saw him in it. I let my eyes travel lower so as to take the whole outfit in and the skirt made my eyes darken with desire. I'm sure he was aware of the effect he had on me. He twirled around so as to give me a full look and only then did I notice that the stockings were the cause of the slight bruises on his legs. Blood oozed out of one cut and I lost it there.

I got up from my place and walked over towards him, with hooded eyes, craving for his body. He just completed twirling and was surprised seeing me walk over. He walked back till he reached the bathroom door which wasn't that far away. I pinned his wrists on both the sides and rasped out.

"Hyung, only if you knew the power you have over me.... You are literally the prettiest princess I've ever seen. I want you and you will let me have you without any objections. Do you get that, princess?", the shock on his face was evident but brought me a sense of pride, knowing that I have made it clear about where we both stand. I brought my face closer to his and spoke into his ears.

"You are mine. And you'll ALWAYS be mine. Do you get that princess?", I kissed his earlobe when I completed what I had to say and moved away just to see him nod at my question. I gave him a satisfactory smirk and moved closer to kiss his thin but perfect lips. His lips have always been a tempting part for me. The way he turns pouty when he is hungry or upset about the others teasing him, that has always been a challenge for me to not kiss him then and there.

Today I finally get to have a taste of those cute pouty lips and I am sure I am getting addicted to it. The kiss was long and lingered for a bit before we broke the kiss to breathe in the oxygen. I moved a bit away and take another full look at his outfit. With his hands still firmly gripped on either sides of his face, I tilt my head and smirk looking into his eyes after I was done checking him out. His face turned hot due to the blood rush and a crimson red hue covered his cheeks and ears.

"You look pretty when you blush for me. I'll make sure you always look pretty. I'll buy you all the pretty dresses. But my only condition is that you'll give me a show every time I wish to see you in pretty dresses. Do you get that princess?", not waiting for a response, I  kissed him again, this time not waiting to inhale oxygen as I let go of his lips and continue my trail towards his throat. Lewd noises escaped his throat as it vibrated while I kissed him. The vibrations felt nice and I made it my goal to hear him moaning again. Hickeys covered his collarbones as I detached my lips from there.

"Princess, why are you wearing those tight stockings when they're hurting you? Aren't you uncomfortable?", I spoke still while giving small pecks to his collarbones while I continued to admire the art I carved out.

"I like the feeling of pain, it turns me on..", He spoke and I swear I felt him giggle a bit as I nuzzled my nose into the crook of his neck. His response brought me extreme happiness as my sadistic demon came forward demanding for control. I don't know his limits yet but I was sure I wanted to test those. I motioned him to settle down on my bed while I walked towards my closet. Under the piles of clothes, placed everywhere in an untidy manner, sat a box in the far end corner which was hidden by the huge pile of clothes.

I took the box our and placed it on the bed, he had his back faced towards me and so me removing the items from the box must've been out of his peripheral vision. After making sure that I had everything ready for our 'fun' part, I brought everything in his line of sight and saw his reaction to everything that layed in front of him. He had a mixed reaction, a bit of excitement, along with a hint of curiosity. I wasn't yet sure if he shared all the similar kinks as mine but I hope he did.

"Princess,are you excited to try these? Have you fantasized about any of these earlier?", I asked, hoping to receive an affirmative response. His one curt nod was enough to satisfy my pride. He agreed to try what I wished to use and I started explaining him on how I plan to use each displayed item.

I picked up the bullwhip and the flogging whip, both in my hands and showed it to him.
"Princess,do you know what these are?", I was met with a visibly excited puppy when I finally diverted my attention towards his beautiful face. I then picked up the brown leather handcuffs with fur ends and showed it to him, asking if he liked it. He nodded showing a satisfactory grin and also complimented my choice of toys.

My heart felt at ease when I kept hearing his reassuring words. Even though, I can't wait to fuck the hell out of him, we have a whole lot of time and I wish to go according to his pace. I don't want to rush things for either of us. I am also planning on confessing him but if I do it during the deed, it might come off as just confessing cause of the feel of the moment. However, I wasn't the one who loved him because of the sex. I loved him for a long time now.

I brought out my sharp pocket knife as I was very much into knifeplay. He seemed interested in it and kept giving it curious looks wanting to know more about the use of it during sex.
"This, is my favourite aspect. Playing with knives during sex indicates the liking for sharper objects during sex. I am very much into this. However, if you don't want to try it, then we won't. Would you want to try this princess?", He looked skeptical about it and I silently kept it on the right side, indicating that we won't use it. I don't want him hurt in anyway. Not even if I find pleasure in it. Safety and consent comes first in any BDSM related dynamic. Respecting each other's boundaries and agreeing on common grounds is the correct way of enjoying the kinks.

I then brought forward my favourite scented candles. I can only imagine the scented wax onto his skin, providing burning sensations, along with the heavenly scent. It would indeed be a sight to behold. I can't wait to see his reaction. The happiness that this man, sitting in front of me, looking all pretty, gave me just with a simple smile and a slight tilt of his head, was something that cannot be matched with any other source of happiness. Now that we had sorted everything out, our preferences and boundaries, I kept everything, that wasn't needed, aside and came back with lube and condoms.

I got closer to him while he monitored my every moment. He got up and made me sit on the bed, getting on my lap, straddling it. My obvious boner stood with triumph and he happily sat on it, making himself comfortable, unintentionally grinding a bit. His actions made me grunt and tilt my head in irritation when the grinding stopped. He held my face in both his hands and kissed me. The kiss was long and for a second I felt that my feelings for him, were reciprocated. The kiss being the token of our love. So as to not break the moment, I remained quiet while our kiss started getting sloppier.

My hands roamed through the smooth fabric of his white crop shirt, unbuttoning the first two buttons, giving me full access to his collarbones and cleavage. I let my plump lips wander their way down towards his chest. He had his fingers tangled in my hair and the slight pressure he put, gave me a relaxing feel. The cold winter air, suddenly felt hot and I totally loved that feeling. Our make out session finally got over and discarding of layered clothing followed right after.

The smooth material of his crop shirt was nowhere close to his smooth skin. His pale skin tone made me kiss his exposed shoulder blades as soon as it came into sight. I was hungry, for him, and he knew it. After all our clothes were discarded,I bought his hand together and cuffed them with the furry leather brown handcuffs. Those were my favourite for some reason and I always imagined him wearing those.

"Does it hurt princess?", I ask as I tighten his ankles to the bedframe. He replies with a small yes, however I did nothing to loosen them up. A slight bruise won't hurt him. His eyes widened when he saw me keeping the tight rope as it is. I smirked and got back to his face to give him a small peck on his lips.

"First, we'll have the colour safety system. You know how it works right? Red, if you want to stop. Orange/Yellow, if you want to indicate for me to be careful. And Green,if you're totally fine with whatever is going on. Is everything clear?", He gave me a nod and I whipped him with a flogging whip.
"I demand words, princess. Also I prefer to be called sir. Understood?", I asked.
"Yes sir", came his reply. After giving him a peck on his right cheek, I took the bullwhip in my hand and detangled it. I had been taught to use this bullwhip very skillfully at the BDSM club that I used to visit last year. The mistress there, was a skilled woman and knew everything about this world of sex. I was skilled enough to know how much pain can be inflicted if I use the whip at a particular angle. My motive wasn't to hurt him, but just to give him pleasure in the form of pain.

I whipped the bullwhip at an angle so that it touches but stings his thighs. I wanted to see his reaction to being hit near his manhood and Oh boy! He had the best reactions. A hiss of pain shrilled through the quiet room. Another hit, followed by a moan this time. After a couple more hits, I was intrigued to try something different. Something, more exciting. I blindfolded him with a black silk band and told him to relax himself totally.

What I had planned next was my favourite. Fireplay always turned me on. It was just so interesting. So beautiful. It burns us. But it sets our bodies on a fire. A fire full of pleasure.  It excited me to the point that I would like to try it on someone who hasn't interacted with fireplay ever. I feel honoured to be the first one to try it on him. However, safety always comes first.

"What's your colour princess?", I asked him. His response was favourable to the current situation and so I continued my actions. I lighted up my favourite lavender scented candle and instantly felt the relief,caused by the fragrance, rush through me. He must've picked on the scent cause I could visibly see his body tense up at the realisation of what was about to come.

"Oh pretty princess,calm down will you? I promise you, you'll love it! Do I still have your consent about this?", I asked him again.
"Yes sir", He spoke in a firm voice which depicted that he was indeed ready for what was on his way. As the wax got collected near the burning flame, I tilted the candled so that the wax can call on his smooth skin.

The red wax glimmered onto his skin and a perfect colour blocking pattern was formed into the canvas of his skin. The wax must've given him a good burning sensation as he shook in pain but a moan followed him right after. I moved the wax along his skin making abstract patterns. The hot wax calmed me in a weird way but I knew I felt relieved when I played with the liquid.

After the small fireplay encounter, I cleaned all the wax off of him and saw red patches wherever the hot wax was previous poured. I applied an ointment so as to give it a cooling sensation and rubbed it on the supposedly irritating areas. After I was sure of everything being taken care of, I discarded all my clothes and went forward to grab the lube and condoms.

"I am so proud of you princess, you took all the painful pleasure so well! Now, it's time for the reward of your patience. You've earned yourself a good reward baby!", I spoke as I adjusted the condom on my cock. I was very proud of my cock. It was basically above average. Thick and long. Perfect to ruin anyone's virgin hole. I knew Seungmin was a virgin. We had discussed it while playing a game of Truth or Dare. Him being virgin gave me the opportunity to experience heaven on earth. I couldn't wait to fuck him anymore.

I covered my fingers in lube and brought them to his inner thighs. He shivered beneath me and the blindfold must've made it ten times more explicit. My fingers slowly followed my trail of kisses and reached his entrance while I gave a full lick to his cock. Due to both the things happening at the same time, he moaned out loud. I smirked as I licked his tip and spoke,

"Aren't you a pretty slut for me? Wearing pretty dresses,making me hard, grinding onto my lap... Too excited to have me in you, aren't you?", I rasped out and continued licking his tip. I then took his whole length into my mouth, deep throating him. He wasn't small either. He was just a bit above average. The feeling of his tip reaching and constricting my oxygen flow felt nice. His moans got louder as my finger entered him, opening his walls for my huge cock.

After a while I bobbed my head and the constant hitting at the back of my throat felt nice. My bobbing was in sync with my fingers which continued to move. I had now entered another finger and his reactions encouraged me to go further. I felt his walls clench around my fingers and his veins on his cock pulse out in anticipation. I knew he was close and my aim was to get him to finish once before I fuck him.

As I hollowed my cheeks to give him a better feeling I could feel the ropes being forcefully pulled as he tried to move his legs as he drowns into the ocean of pleasure. He releases himself, letting himself float into the feeling of ecstasy. He moaned out, more like screamed out my name as he came. I swallowed every bit of his release as I got up towards him to finally let the blindfold fall off of him. He kissed me the moment he saw me and let out moans into the kiss as my fingers twisted in him. I finally removed the fingers and brought them to his lips.

"Open up your pretty mouth like a whore and lick my fingers clean. I might reward you with something that will always stay in your memories forever. I'd still recreate that memory pretty often but I'll give you a good first time", I spoke as he licked everything off like an obedient puppy. I kissed him one last time before getting up and applied a generous amount of lube on my cock.

I got between his legs and positioned myself right infront of his welcoming hole. I took my cock, stroked it a couple of times and pushed it in. The wide-eyed dandy boy let out a loud moan, which would've made the neighbours aware of my name now. I gave him time to adjust and when I finally received an affirmation to move, I did, in slow strokes I enjoyed the tight warmth surrounding my cock. It felt PERFECT. That's because it was perfect. The boy was perfect. The time was perfect. The feeling was perfect.

As I got adjusted to the pleasurable feeling of the slow strokes, I looked over at the boy to see him with an already fucked out expression. Eyes rolled back in pleasure, mouth wide open,gasping for air, sweaty body, I loved each part of him. Ever since he got his braces off last month, he has been getting more prettier in my view and seeing his teeth from the wide open mouth felt weirdly attractive.

As the feeling normalised a bit, I increased my pace and quickened my thrusts. Inch by inch, I saw myself disappear into his hole. That sight itself making me want to come then and there. However, I focused on my speed and was met with another set of loud and clear moans. I knew exactly what it meant and so I chose to abuse his prostate by the time I get more closer to my climax.

Faster thrusts, loud moans, sloppy moments, they all indicates how close I was to my climax. Just as I was about to release, I felt him tighten around me and let out a string of white cum all over his stomach and chest. The tightened hole made me release a bit sooner than expected and I felt myself releasing into the condom that I wore. I never came this much when I jerked off myself. After successfully riding out our highs,I collapsed next to him and unbuckled his hand cuffs releasing his now red wrists. I got up again to untie is ankles and rubbed them a bit in order to reduce some of his pain. I discarded the condom and kept everything away before entering the bathroom to prepare a bath for us.

While the hot water filled the bath tub, I got into the room again and slightly nudged the sleepy puppy man to keep him awake.
"Princess? Seungmin Hyung? Baby please stay awake. We need to bathe ourselves before going to sleep right?", I spoke in a soothing voice so as to not surprise him much. He hummed in response and I felt relieved to have kept him awake till we clean ourselves off. I washed his hair with my favourite shampoo and he kept dozing off during the whole bath.

It was honestly cute to see him struggle to stay awake. I was still processing whatever took place in the room outside. I never expected to say this but I was now convinced that this puppy hyung was MINE.

A/N:
I finally completed writing this chapter!!
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