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flies tend to linger in places they find desirable, even when others detest them. till knows of one such fly around ivan, one he detests more than anyone else in the world.
it’s one thing to hang about, but to lust after ivan? till’s ivan? that can’t happen. till won’t allow it.
so till plans accordingly, looking into venus flytraps, purchasing one and tending carefully to it, setting up a plan to capture the fly once and for all.
all without ivan knowing.
oh, but till should make sure the fly knows its place, knows it could never be to ivan what till is.
till will stake his claim, thoroughly, entirely.
ivan belongs to till.
and the sooner those degenerates figure it out, the better.
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“sunbae, please wait!”
till doesn’t wait. he pulls at ivan’s arm, drags him inside a spare, unused dressing room, and whirls him against the back of the door once they’re inside. ivan gulps when he hears the lock turn; till’s making sure he can’t escape.
ivan focuses on the man in front of him. he’s aware, so very aware, of the cruel curl of his sunbae’s lips, of the way his tongue peeks out and wets his lips in anticipation, of the way till’s chest is rising and falling from breathing so heavily, of the despicable way till’s eyes gleam as they gaze into ivan’s. when till leans in, close enough that their lips are mere centimeters away, ivan can’t help but let out the whimper he’s been holding in. till chuckles, dark and deep.
“precious puppy,” he murmurs, “all mine, aren’t you, ivan?”
they both know it’s a rhetorical question, one ivan need not answer, not when the answer was so obvious to the two of them. till reaches up, pulls at the jacket ivan was wearing for the shoot and tosses it to the side, not caring where it lands. then, he starts working at his own shirt, starts undoing the buttons of his collared shirt. he notes the way ivan’s eyes attach themselves to his collarbones when they come into view, how they travel down with each bit of skin that is uncovered. when till’s shirt is finally completely unbuttoned, he tilts his head, regards ivan with an authoritative confidence that is both effortless and sexy.
“what are you waiting for?” he says, straightening his spine. “take my shirt off for me.”
ivan’s hands, shaky as they are, slowly rise from where they are wrenching the fabric of his own t-shirt and make their way to till’s broad shoulders. ivan grasps both sides of till’s shirt, indulgently allowing his thumbs to brush against the skin of till’s bare chest, before pulling at the cloth, finally revealing all of till’s torso. just like till before, ivan throws till’s shirt away, silently apologizing to the stylists who worked so hard on their outfits earlier that day.
till smiles, pleased with ivan’s response. “good boy,” he praises, reaching up to lay his palm flat against ivan’s cheek. he grins when he feels ivan lean into the touch, even daring to close his eyes, completely at till’s mercy. till’s thumb traces a line curving under ivan’s eyes, feels ivan’s long bottom lashes kiss his nail. he removes his hand, and laughs a little when ivan whines at the loss of till’s touch.
“needy puppy,” till mocks lightly. “always wanting sunbae to touch him. you still have work to do though. you’re not done.”
ivan’s eyes flutter open, just in time to see till glance down and then back up again. ivan’s mouth goes dry at the implication.
“i’m waiting, ivan.”
ivan lets out a ragged breath before his hands start working at his belt, undoing the buckle just enough for ivan’s very loose pants to fall straight off his hips. till whistles low when ivan’s bare legs come into view.
“fucking beautiful. life your shirt for me, puppy. let me see what you’re wearing today.”
ivan presses his lips together to keep from making another sound and carefully lifts the hem of his oversized t-shirt up so that till could see his prize.
today’s gift consisted of a stunning pair of baby pink satin panties, ones that do nothing to hide the wet spot that is only becoming larger with every passing second. till is so happy with his gift that he reaches out immediately and grabs at it, holding ivan’s dick through the soft fabric and grinning when ivan yelps out at the sudden touch.
“so fucking cute for me, puppy,” till remarks, letting his thumb press hard against the wet spot, relishing when he hears ivan’s breath catch in his throat, trying his best not to cry out again. “why so quiet today, huh?”
ivan blinks furiously, as if holding back tears.
“speak, puppy.”
when till tightens his hold on ivan’s cock, ivan finally gasps out, unable to keep quiet. “just, just trying to be good,” ivan whispers, blinking again, “we’re still in public. our managers could come looking for us at anytime.”
“yeah?” till lets go of ivan momentarily and starts unbuckling his own belt. with his pants lowered, he fishes out his cock from the confines of his underwear, feels it bob against his stomach. he laughs quietly when he sees ivan’s gaze gloss over at the sight of till’s dick, when he sees ivan’s mouth drop open a little bit. “and why, puppy, would our managers try to look for us, hm?”
when ivan doesn’t answer, still distracted, till uses his free hand to slap ivan lightly. ivan’s head turns to the side a bit, but it does the trick; light reenters ivan’s dark eyes.
“well?” till demands. “why would our managers try to look for us?”
ivan swallows. “because... sunbae, you already know. we’re being followed nowadays.”
till hums. “we are?”
ivan frowns. “yes, we are. i... i’ve had my fair share of stalkers, especially back when i used to be an idol. and i know sunbae is super popular and everyone wants an exclusive scoop with you. a-and alien stage just made us more famous. we, we have to be careful.”
slowly, till starts stroking his cock. it’s a touch dry, but the precum leaking from the head begins to help the slide. ivan looks down, thoroughly mesmerized by till’s hardening cock, and till feels the monster in his chest roar with pride.
“eyes up here, pup,” till commands. he’s pleased when ivan listens, albeit reluctantly. “good boy. you’re so good for me, you know that?”
ivan’s eyes are wide, wanting. “always. for sunbae, always.”
till plays with the head of his cock, using his thumb to press against it, to elicit more pleasure out. he lets out a sigh, satisfied. “you said we’re being followed, right? you said we have to be careful.”
“y-yes. anyone could come after us. we could be exposed.”
till sees ivan’s hands twitch, sees the way they yearn to touch his clothed dick. till is proud that his puppy has been restraining himself so well all this time.
“would that be so bad?” till asks, making sure to hold ivan’s gaze. “i don’t care for anyone but you, ivan. you know that.”
ivan blushes, and it’s the prettiest shade of pink till has ever seen. till is sure ivan picked up on the fact that till used his real name there, that till is serious about the relationship they have.
“i know, sunbae,” ivan eventually whispers. “but i don’t want any harm to come to you. to us.”
till glances to the left, eyes the wardrobe sitting in the corner of the room. the door are just slightly ajar.
“oh, i’m sure nothing will happen,” till says easily, attention back on ivan. “no one could get between us. no one will keep us apart. you believe sunbae, don’t you?”
ivan nods his head quickly. “i do!” he says. “i always believe sunbae.”
“good. wanna be a good boy and help out sunbae now?”
the way ivan lights up makes till smile. “please!” ivan replies excitedly. “i want to!”
“mm. turn around then. let sunbae get you ready.”
ivan blinks and immediately blushes harder, turning more red than pink. without another word, he does as till said and turns around to face the door.
“hands on the door, puppy, and don’t move them.”
obediently, ivan places his hands flat on the door, shaking a bit as he does.
till doesn’t want to let go of his cock, the touch feeling too good, but he also doesn’t want to skip prepping ivan. he would never want to hurt his adorable puppy.
but it turns out that ivan’s panties aren’t the only surprise ivan has in store for till, because when till tugs ivan’s panties down to reveal his ass, till finds that there’s a gem waiting for him.
till growls under his breath. “oh, this is nice. how long were you planning to keep this in without telling me?”
ivan whimpers when he feels till start playing with the jeweled butt plug in his hole. “i... i thought maybe if i was good... when we got home...”
till chuckles, twisting the plug and enjoying ivan’s grunts. “oh? you were already looking ahead, hm? how adorable. did you enjoy thinking of sunbae while opening yourself up, puppy?”
ivan cries out when till pushes the plug in a bit deeper, pressing it in hard. “always!” he gasps out. “puppy loves thinking about sunbae!”
“good boy. let’s take this out now, shall we?”
without further ado, till harshly wrenches the plug out of ivan’s ass and savors the loud moan ivan lets out. till almost wished it lasted longer. not wasting another second, till circles ivan’s puffy rim with his finger before plunging inside. ivan had done a good job of lubing himself up; till knew his puppy loved excessively using lube when opening himself up.
till’s fingers weren’t as thick as ivan’s, but they were definitely longer, and till knew ivan loved how deep till could reach inside him. till prods against ivan’s walls for a minute or so before adding another finger, wanting to make sure ivan is as stretched as possible before till feeds his cock into him. he does make sure to avoid ivan’s prostate though, saving that for his dick instead. above him, ivan whimpers and whines, not unlike a puppy at all.
it’s cute, but till wants ivan to be more vocal. “use your words, pup.”
“sunbae, please,” ivan begs, “i’m ready, i’ve been ready this whole time. please, sunbae, can i have your cock?”
in response, till slowly removes his fingers and takes hold of his hard cock, feeling anticipation build inside him. “i suppose you are,” till says lightly, leaning in to place a soft kiss on the nape of ivan’s neck. “breathe in deep for me, puppy.”
ivan takes a deep breath, and without another word, till lines himself up and pushes his cock into ivan’s gaping hole. as soon as till breaches, ivan lets out a long, glorious groan, filling up the dressing room with his song.
till grits his teeth, hands finding purchase on ivan’s hips, cock sinking into ivan’s tight hole inch by inch. as well-prepped as ivan was, till’s dick is still bigger than most, and takes time to fully enter. by the time till is completely sheathed to the hilt, ivan is a shaky, whimpery mess in front of him, and till wants nothing more than to coo at how cute his puppy is.
he moves in closer, pressing his chest against ivan’s warm back, hands reaching around to take hold of ivan’s neglected cock.
“how do you feel?” till mutters, collecting ivan’s precum on his palm to aid the slide of his hand. “good? full?”
“full,” ivan says, letting out a light moan. “so good, so full. w-when will you start moving, sunbae?”
till turns his head toward the wardrobe, grins to himself when he notices the doors are slightly more open than before.
“how about now?” till suggests, turning back to ivan.
till pulls his cock out until only the tip is left in and then immediately rams back in, forcing himself deep into ivan. ivan keens, arching his back and letting out a beautiful moan. from there, till lets the monster inside him take over and he starts thrusting his cock in and out of ivan at an animalistic pace, fueled more with lust than love. till works his fist over ivan’s cock in time with his thrusts, wanting ivan to feel as much pleasure as humanly possible.
till’s cute puppy reacts beautifully, letting out a litany of “more, harder, sunbae please, love you, more” than only makes till cruelly drive his hips faster in and out of ivan. the drag of ivan’s walls against till’s cock feels spectacular, so much so that till feels his head spin.
still in the middle of fucking ivan, till reaches up with his free hand, turning ivan’s head and slotting his lips against his in a ravenous kiss. it’s less of a kiss than a clack of teeth, of breaths intermingling, of tongues reaching out for one another. drool falls from the corner of ivan’s mouth and till licks it up before continuing to kiss ivan again. ivan’s moans are now muffled, which saddens till, but being this close to ivan in every way feels phenomenal.
eventually, ivan breaks off their kiss, lips swollen and eyes teary, and gasps out. “sunbae,” he says urgently, “i’m close. please, i’m close.”
till grins, working his fist over ivan’s dick tighter, faster. “good. come. let yourself go, puppy.”
ivan shakes his head desperately. “no! no, want sunbae to come first. want sunbae to feel good.”
till grabs at ivan’s hair and pulls down hard, causing ivan to yelp. ivan’s throat is gorgeously exposed and till leans in to bite at the junction of ivan’s neck and shoulder, wanting nothing more than to eat ivan alive.
“i said what i said, pup,” till growls as he licks over the bite marks he’s left. “come. sunbae will follow soon after.”
till’s thrusts are unrelenting, till’s hand on ivan’s cock is unforgiving, and ivan can no longer hold on, no matter how much he wishes he could.
“ah, ah, sunbae,” ivan gasps, “i’m co—ahh—coming!”
till buries himself inside ivan, dick grinding hard against ivan’s prostate, and twists his wrist, thumbing at the head of ivan’s cock. “come for me, puppy.”
with a gorgeous groan erupting out of ivan, till’s cute pup comes hard all over his stomach. till continues to stroke ivan’s cock, eliciting as much pleasure out of ivan’s orgasm as possible. when ivan’s breathing evens out a bit and he starts shifting in till’s hold, till takes that as a sign to let go and bring himself to completion as well. he pistons his hips fast and hard, knowing it won’t take him much longer to release. when till finally comes, he does so while biting on ivan’s shoulder again, leaving yet another imprint of his teeth in ivan’s pale skin.
till holds onto ivan, hugging him from behind, and sighs into his back. ivan’s shirt is sweaty, sticking uncomfortably to ivan’s skin, but till takes no mind and presses his cheeks against it. he doesn’t want to let go of ivan, not now, not ever.
ivan continues to whine though, wanting to be free, so with a sigh, till lets go. he slowly eases his flaccid cock out of ivan’s hole. till’s cum starts leaking out, glistening against the pink of ivan’s rim beautifully, but before it can fall much lower, till scoops it back up and inside ivan’s hole. he digs for the jeweled butt plug he’d stored in his pocket and plugs ivan back up, smiling when he sees ivan’s wide eyes.
“keep my babies inside you, will you?” till says, tone light and teasing. “wanna make sure it takes this time, puppy. maybe i can finally give you a pup of our own.”
ivan’s face is already pink from exertion, but now the color darkens, and till aches to kiss his cheeks. he refrains though, lets ivan focus on pulling his pants up and cleaning off the cum on his stomach. all the while, till keeps an eye on the wardrobe, making sure ivan doesn’t dare go near it as he’s wrapping up.
“sunbae?” ivan begins, tentative. “i... my manager called me a couple times. i have to go get ready for another schedule. will i... see you later?”
till smirks, reaches up and presses his lips sweetly against ivan’s. ivan sinks into the kiss, relaxing his body and pulling till’s hand into his. when they break apart, ivan is spellbound by the gleam of till’s pretty teal eyes.
“i’ll come by your apartment later, ivan. i promise.”
ivan straightens up. till’s stopped calling him puppy; their moment together has officially come to a close. he smiles boyishly, snaggletooth glinting under the lighting.
“i’ll see you later then, sunbae! i, um, thank you! for, for everything!”
till chuckles, waves ivan off as the boy heads out to find his undoubtedly worried manager.
when ivan is completely out of sight, till straightens up, starts making his way to the wardrobe. without giving any warning, he pulls the doors to the wardrobe open and looks down at the being hiding inside.
“kang taeseok, correct?” till drawls boredly. “did you have fun watching me and my hoobae?”
kang taeseok, ivan’s stalker for the last five years, grits his teeth, trying to hide the erection in his pants with his expensive canon camera. “y-you’re fucking done, choi till,” he snarls. “someone like you doesn’t deserve an angel like ivan. i-i have pictures! i’ll ruin you!”
“no, you won’t,” till says, tone dark. “i’ve already noticed you hanging around ivan, and i don’t fucking care for it. so i did my research on you. turns out that you have loan with min accredited.”
taeseok pales. “h-how do you know that?”
“i also know that you used that loan up in its entirety to bribe the employees in ivan’s company, to buy plane tickets to follow ivan to shootings, to buy the very camera you have in your hands. everything was for ivan.”
“because i love him!” taeseok yells, but then cowers when till narrows his eyes. he continues though, fool that he is. “i love ivan, i love him more than anyone else in the world! i know what he needs to be happy! and i’m, i’m making sure he has good people around him. and you’re not good for ivan! i’m going to erase you from his life if it’s the last thing i do!”
till lifts his chin, glares down at the pathetic excuse of a human being before him. “you signed your life away just to follow ivan. you made it so easy for me.”
“w-what do you mean?” taeseok asks warily. “you have no connection to min accredited! you can’t come after me!”
“you’re right, i can’t,” till says easily. “my hyung can though.”
“what?”
till pulls his phone out, searches for the correct number and lets the phone ring. when the call connects, till greets the other cheerfully. “luka-hyung! it’s been a while.”
“tsk. not long enough. what do you want?”
the moment taeseok hears the voice on the line, his eyes widen fearfully and he starts shaking his head in disbelief. “no, no, it can’t be.”
till ignores him, focusing on luka. “i had a quick question. do you have a contract with a kang taeseok?”
“mm... let me check.......... yeah, we do. kang taeseok, borrowed thirty-five million won from us a few years ago. the loan is interest free, and he needs to pay us back starting next month.”
till makes eye contact with taeseok. “yeah, about that... can you add the interest back after all?”
“no!”
taeseok lunges forward, reaching out to grab the phone, but till simply kicks him back hard, sending him flying against the wardrobe.
luka’s voice comes through clearly even amidst the struggle. “we made a special exception for him, but i suppose if you’re asking, i can add the interest on, yeah. he’ll owe a hundred and fifty million won.”
taeseok, sprawled on the floor, looks up in horror. “no, no, i can’t afford that,” he pleads. he crawls toward till, starts pulling on the cloth of his pants. “please, choi till, i can’t do that! i’ll be ruined beyond belief if you do this!”
“aww, but weren’t you going to ruin me first?” till mocks softly, bending down to be at eye level with the stalker. “i’m only giving as good as i get. you understand, don’t you?”
taeseok cries pitifully. “i can’t, you can’t do this to me. i’ll never be able to pay them back. i’ll be put away for defaulting. you can’t ruin me like this.”
“i can,” till utters darkly. “you deserve this. you agree, don’t you, luka-hyung?”
“i have no idea what this is about, but it probably has something to do with ivan, so yeah. it’s fine. i like ivan more than i like you, so.”
“see?” till smiles innocently. “it’s for ivan’s sake. and you’ll do anything for ivan, won’t you?”
taeseok sobs. “please. have mercy.”
till hangs up the call, done with luka’s assistance and not bothered to say goodbye, and picks up the camera that had fallen from taeseok’s grasp. “i’ll be taking this. you know, just in case. and you...”
till looms over taeseok, every bit the demon that taeseok deemed him to be.
“get out of my fucking sight,” till whispers cruelly. “go beg your case to luka. see who he’ll side with.”
taeseok scampers away from till, running out of the dressing room without needing more encouragement.
when till is finally alone, he looks down at the camera in his hands and grins. it’ll be fun to see what kind of footage the human scum captured. maybe till could save it for days when he misses ivan too much.
ten minutes later, till finds his manager in his original dressing room, finding him on the phone arguing about till’s latest advertisement compensation. when he spots till walking toward him, he hangs up and regards till carefully.
“you okay? you were gone a long time.”
till’s lips curl.
“i’m fine. i just want to get back to my puppy.”
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