Chanyeol and Seungmin had spent the night together, the older man's possessive and dominant nature taking over completely. The next morning, Chanyeol stirred, his eyes blinking open as he took in the sight of Seungmin lying beside him.

He ran his eyes over the younger man's body, the memories of the previous night still fresh in his mind. He felt a possessive thrill at the sight of Seungmin's bare skin, at the marks and bites that he had left on the younger man's neck and shoulders.

He rolled closer to Seungmin, his hand reaching out to run fingers over the younger man's bare skin. He was filled with a satisfied and possessive contentment, knowing that Seungmin belonged to him completely.

He pressed his lips to Seungmin's neck, his mouth finding the sensitive skin where he had left a particularly deep bite the night before. He felt a possessive thrill at the sight of the mark, a physical reminder of his ownership and claim on the younger man.

He murmured against Seungmin's skin, "You're mine, every inch of you. I marked you, claimed you. You belong to me, and I'm going to make sure you never forget it."

Seungmin stirred as Chanyeol's words and touch roused him from sleep. He opened his eyes, blinking blearily as he felt the older man's possessive presence close to him.

He could feel the way Chanyeol's hands were running over his bare skin, the older man possessive and dominant in his touch. He shuddered slightly, his body still sensitive from the previous night's activities.

He felt a mixture of feelings swirling through him - a sense of submission and surrender to the older man's possessive nature, a sense of pleasure and contentment at feeling desired and owned.

Seungmin snuggled closer to Chanyeol, his arms wrapping around the older man's waist in a tight hug. He buried his face in Chanyeol's chest, inhaling the scent of the older man's skin and feeling the steady thump of his heart.

Chanyeol's arms encircled Seungmin, pulling him close and holding him tight. He could feel the younger man's body pressed against his, the sensation stirring up a deep sense of possession and protectiveness in his chest.

He ran his hands over Seungmin's back, his touch firm and possessive. He could still feel the markings and bites he had left on the younger man's skin, the physical reminder of his ownership and claim on Seungmin.

He murmured into Seungmin's hair, his voice low and possessive. "You're mine. Mine to hold, mine to touch, mine to possess. You belong to me, completely and utterly."

Seungmin then said " you already said that but what type of relationship do we have are we dating"

Chanyeol chuckled slightly at Seungmin's question, his hands still running over the younger man's back in a possessive caress. He knew that the question had been lingering in the air between them since the previous night, but he hadn't been ready to put a label on their relationship just yet.

"What do you want us to be, Seungmin?" he asked, his voice low and teasing. "Do you want us to be boyfriends? Partners? Lovers?"

He could feel Seungmin's body tense slightly in his arms, the younger man seeming to consider the question thoughtfully. Chanyeol waited patiently for Seungmin to answer, his hands continuing their possessively caressing motions over the younger man's back.

He knew that Seungmin's answer would shape the course of their relationship, the younger man's desires and needs just as important to him as his own. He silently willed Seungmin to give him an answer, his heart thudding a little faster in his chest as he waited for the younger man's response.

Seungmin took a deep breath before answering. "I want us to be boyfriends," he said, his voice quiet but firm. "I want to be your boyfriend, Chanyeol. I want to be yours in every way possible."

Chanyeol felt a surge of possessiveness and satisfaction at Seungmin's answer, his arms gripping the younger man tighter against his chest. He had known that he wanted Seungmin to be his in every sense of the word, and hearing the younger man say it out loud felt like a deep and satisfying form of ownership.

"Good," he murmured against Seungmin's hair, his voice low and possessive. "Because you are mine now. My boyfriend, mine to hold and touch and possess. You belong to me, Seungmin. And I'm never letting you go."

Seungmin tightened his arms around Chanyeol's waist, his body pressing flush against the older man's chest. He could feel the way Chanyeol's chest vibrated with a deep, possessive rumble as the older man held him close.

He buried his face in Chanyeol's shoulder, feeling a mixture of contentment and satisfaction at the knowledge that he now belonged to the older man in a completely different and more intimate way than before.

Chanyeol's arms encircled Seungmin, his hands roaming possessively over the younger man's back. He could feel the way Seungmin's body molded to his, the younger man melting into his embrace.

He nuzzled his face into Seungmin's hair, inhaling the scent of the younger man's skin and reveling in the feeling of having him completely in his arms. "You're mine," he murmured possessively. "Completely and utterly mine."

He could feel Seungmin's body relax against his, the younger man surrendering completely to his possessive hold. He ran his hands over Seungmin's back, his touch firm and possessive, as if marking the younger man's skin and claiming him as his own all over again.

Chanyeol's mouth found Seungmin's, his lips capturing the younger man's in a firm and possessive kiss. He pressed his body closer to Seungmin's, his hands moving to the younger man's hips and pulling him flush against his own.

He could feel the heat and desire coursing through his body, fueling his possessive need to claim and own Seungmin in every way possible.

His tongue pushed past Seungmin's lips, exploring the younger man's mouth with a hungry and dominating fervor. He tasted the familiar and intoxicating flavor of Seungmin's mouth, the sensation only further fueling his possessive needs.

He could feel Seungmin responding to his kiss, the younger man's body arching against his in a submissive and surrendering motion. He could feel the way Seungmin was melting against him, completely surrendering to his possessive touch and domination.

Happy ending