The kiss was deep, demanding, and Seungmin found himself responding, his body reacting to Jungwon's touch even though his mind was still spinning. He felt helpless, held captive by the intensity and domination of Jungwon's kiss.

Once Seungmin's clothes were discarded on the floor, Jungwon reached for a small square packet from the bedside table. He tore it open, his eyes locked on Seungmin's, his expression one of clear ownership.

"You're mine now," he growled, his voice low and possessive. "And I'm going to show you exactly what that means."

The sound of the protection pack being torn open echoed through the room, a stark reminder of what was about to happen. Jungwon's eyes were fixed on Seungmin, his gaze hot and predatory, as he prepared himself.

Pressing up against him again, pinning him against the wall, Jungwon's hand on Seungmin's hip was firm, his touch bruisingly powerful.

"You understand that you're mine, right?" he said, his voice a low rumble in Seungmin's ear. "That you belong to me, now? To us."

Seungmin felt unable to do anything but nod, his voice lost under the weight of his fear and need. He was completely at Jungwon's mercy, his body quivering under the intensity of his gaze and touch.

"Good," Jungwon growled. "Don't forget it."
He then lifted Seungmin away from the wall and carried him to the bed, dropping him down onto the mattress.

Seungmin bounced slightly as he hit the bed, his body still a mass of conflicting feelings. He watched with wide eyes as Jungwon moved over him, crawling on top of him like a predator stalking its prey.

Jungwon's lips were on his neck, his teeth nipping at his skin, leaving his own marks to join the ones Sunoo had left. His hands roamed over Seungmin's body, caressing and claiming, as he settled into a dominant position above him.

"No one else will ever touch you like this," he whispered, his voice a rough growl. "You're mine. Ours. And we'll use you how we want, when we want."

His lips moved down Seungmin's body, each kiss and bite was a claim, a stamp of ownership, making it clear that he was wholly and utterly theirs.

Seungmin could only lie there, his body responding to Jungwon's touch despite the fear and uncertainty still swirling within him. He was lost, overwhelmed by the sensations and the knowledge that he belonged to them wholly.

Jungwon's mouth moved lower, his teeth scraping over sensitive skin, his tongue licking and tasting. He took his time, marking and mapping every inch of Seungmin's body, claiming every part of him.

Once he had marked and claimed every inch of Seungmin's body, Jungwon pulled back and reached for the protection. With skilled hands, he quickly rolled it into place, his eyes never leaving Seungmin's face.

He returned to his position above Seungmin, his body pressed against his, his eyes dark and full of intent.

"You're mine," he repeated, his voice thick with possession. "And I'm going to show you what that means, over and over again."

's words sent a shiver down Seungmin's spine, a mixture of fear and excitement. He was completely at Jungwon's mercy, unable to resist or deny his claim on him. He felt a pang of helplessness as Jungwon began to move against him, knowing that he was theirs entirely, body and soul.

He gasped as Jungwon's hands gripped his wrists, pinning them to the bed above his head. His body was flush against his, their skin hot and damp. There was no gentle exploration now, only the overwhelming knowledge that he belonged to Jungwon and the others, and that they could do with him as they pleased.

The mixture of fear and excitement that coursed through him was intense, so much so that it felt like he might explode from the sensations alone. He was completely at their mercy, his body responding to Jungwon's touches, his mind drowning in a wave of overwhelming sensation.

He could only lie there, pinned by Jungwon's weight, completely vulnerable and at his mercy. He felt like he was falling, drowning in a sea of sensations and emotions. The knowledge that he belonged to them, that he was theirs to use and claim in any way they wanted, was both terrifying and exhilarating.

He then grind against him, his hips rolling in a slow, deliberate motion. He held Seungmin's wrists firmly above his head, his grip strong and possessive. The grinding of his hips was slow and deliberate, a calculated move to keep Seungmin on the edge, both physically and mentally.

He leaned down to whisper in Seungmin's ear, his breath hot against his skin. "You're mine," he growled, his voice a dark and possessive sound. "Say it."

Seungmin trembled beneath him, his body responding automatically to the command in Jungwon's voice. He took a shaky breath, meeting his gaze, "I'm yours," he whispered, his voice barely above a whisper.

A smirk tugged at the corners of Jungwon's lips, a satisfied glint in his eyes. The words had an immediate effect on him, a wave of possessiveness and satisfaction coursing through him as he heard Seungmin say them.

Jungwon then continue to grind with increased intensity, his hips rolling against Seungmin's with more insistence. He kept his grip on his wrists, holding him firmly in place, as he moved against him. The friction was creating a delicious friction between them, heat and desire pooling in low in Jungwon's stomach.

He leaned down to capture Seungmin's lips in a rough and possessive kiss, his tongue delving into his mouth, claiming every inch. All the while, his hips continued to move, a steady, deliberate pace that kept Seungmin on the edge of ecstasy and need.

The kiss was hot and demanding, a silent claim of ownership and possession. Jungwon's body moved against Seungmin's, a constant, rhythmic motion that sparked sensations and emotions deep within.

The room was filled with the sounds of gasps and moans, the creaking of the bed frame, and the whispered possessive words that Jungwon breathed against Seungmin's skin. There was no escaping the knowledge that he belonged to them, that he was theirs to use and claim in any way they wanted.