Jake smiled at him, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. "We didn't bring you here just to scare you," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "We'll give you attention, just not the kind you're expecting."

Jake's words sent a shiver up Seungmin's spine. He didn't know what to expect, didn't know how to react to the mixture of fear and confusion coursing through him. He tried to speak, to ask what they had planned, but the words died in his throat.

The other members chuckled, seeming to enjoy his reaction. They seemed to relish his confusion and fear, taking pleasure in his helplessness. The silence in the room was thick, Seungmin feeling as if the tension was palpable.

Jay suddenly stepped forward, his expression a mix of intensity and amusement. "You wanted to get close to us, didn't you?" he said, his voice low and dangerous. "Well, you're about to get closer than you ever imagined."

He reached out and ran a hand through Seungmin's hair, the touch almost tender despite the coldness in his eyes. Seungmin shivered at the unexpected touch, his mind racing to understand what was happening.

"You're going to pay for your obsession with us," Jay continued, his words a mix of threat and promise. "We'll give you exactly what you want, but it won't be on your terms. It'll be on ours."

A gasp escaped Seungmin's lips as he felt Sunoo's mouth on his neck, the gentle touch sending a shiver down his spine. He had dreamed of being close to the members, but never like this. The mix of fear and excitement left him reeling, struggling to keep his emotions in check.

"You wanted our attention," Sunoo whispered against his skin, his lips moving slowly down his neck. "Well, you have it now. Every last bit of it."

Seungmin could feel the other members watching, their eyes fixed on him and Sunoo as the touch continued. It was an odd mix of embarrassment, fear, and a strange kind of pleasure at the attention. He couldn't move, held in place by the strong grips on his arms and shoulders, unable to push away or pull closer.

Sunoo continued to kiss down Seungmin's neck, his lips lingering over his collarbone before moving up to his earlobe and nibbling gently. The sensation was both intense and intimate, Seungmin's breath catching in his throat as he tried to make sense of the myriad of feelings coursing through him.

The room seemed to hold its breath as Sunoo slowly removed his shirt, his movements deliberately slow, almost teasing. Seungmin's eyes were drawn to Sunoo's bare skin, the lean muscles and the smooth lines of his chest and stomach. He couldn't help but look, despite the situation.

As the last piece of clothing dropped to the floor, the room was silent for a moment as the members looked at them both. Seungmin felt exposed and vulnerable, acutely aware of his nakedness in front of the idols he had once idolized. The atmosphere was charged, the air thick with the tension and anticipation.

A few of the members moved closer, their eyes roaming over Seungmin's body like predators assessing their prey. He felt scrutinized, embarrassed, but also a strange thrill at the attention. This was nothing like he had imagined, but he couldn't deny the excitement that had built within him.

A small sound of surprise escaped Seungmin's lips as Sunoo suddenly ripped a small piece of material from his mouth. He hadn't even realized it was there, the gag muffling his voice and preventing him from speaking. But now he could, and he took in a deep breath, his mind racing to understand the situation he found himself in.

Sunoo's movements were deliberate, his eyes fixed on Seungmin's as he moved between his legs. Seungmin couldn't resist the urge to look away, but the hold on his arms prevented him from looking anywhere else. He felt vulnerable, almost defenseless, with Sunoo so close and the other members watching intently.

Sunoo leaned in, his hand slowly running up Seungmin's inner thigh. The touch was light, almost teasing, as if testing his reactions. Seungmin felt his heart racing, his breath quickening as he tried to keep his emotions in check.

Sunoo's body moved against his own, the friction sending sparks through Seungmin's nerves. The kiss that followed was intense, rough and demanding. Sunoo's lips moved against his own with a fierce intensity, as if trying to take everything he could from him.

Seungmin couldn't resist the kiss, the intensity of the moment overwhelming him. He returned the kiss fiercely, trying to match Sunoo's passion and aggression but feeling hopelessly outmatched. He was caught between his fears and desires, a tangled mess of emotions as he responded to Sunoo's touch.

The kiss was hot, messy, the sounds of their breathing and the occasional moan filling the room. The other members watched, their expressions a mix of intrigue and desire, fueled by the raw intensity unfolding before them

The other members began to slowly leave the room, their expressions unreadable, but their eyes lingering on the scene between Seungmin and Sunoo as they went. Soon, the room was silent, save for the sound of their heavy breathing and the occasional gasp or moan.

Once they were alone, Sunoo's attention was solely on Seungmin, his eyes dark and filled with desire. He leaned down, his hands roaming over Seungmin's body, claiming and controlling every inch of him.

Sunoo captured his lips in a hard, possessive kiss, his body grinding down against Seungmin's, the contact sending waves of pleasure and desire through his body. Sunoo's hands were everywhere, caressing and gripping, leaving Seungmin feeling almost overpowered by his presence.

Sunoo's kisses moved down his neck, his teeth nipping at the sensitive skin, licking and marking him in a way that felt both possessive and thrilling. Seungmin was caught in a whirlwind of sensations, his breath coming in short gasps as he surrendered to Sunoo's touch.

Sunoo's hands traveled down his body, exploring and claiming. He seemed to know exactly where to touch, how to make Seungmin react, and he wasn't holding back. The room was a blur of sensation, all of Seungmin's focus on Sunoo and the pleasure he was eliciting from him.

Sunoo's body moved against his, the friction sending sparks of pleasure through Seungmin's body. Each kiss, each touch, was a claim, a mark of ownership over him. He felt dominated, possessed, in a way that was both frightening and incredibly exciting.