Jeongin's grind was slow and deliberate, almost teasing. He knew how much Seungmin wanted this, knew that he was leaving the boy teetering on the edge of pleasure and pain. He could feel the boy's body responding to him, trembling and arching in all the right places.

He leaned down, his mouth going to Seungmin's ear, his words a hot whisper. "Tell me how much you want me," he said, his voice rough with need. "I want to hear you say it."

Seungmin let out a gasp, his body shuddering at Jeongin's words. "I want you," he said, his voice trembling with desire. "I want you so much, Jeongin. I've never wanted anyone as much as I want you."

Jeongin felt a rush of emotion at Seungmin's words, a possessive need to claim the boy growing inside of him. "You're mine," he growled, his teeth nipping at Seungmin's earlobe. "You're mine, and no one else's. Do you understand?"

Seungmin let out a whine, his body arching involuntarily in response to Jeongin's words. "I'm yours," he gasped. "Only yours. Please, Jeongin. Don't stop."

Jeongin's grip on Seungmin's hip tightened, his body moving against the boy's with a firm, rhythmic motion. "I'm not going to stop," he said, his voice low and possessive. "I'm going to take care of you. I'm going to make you mine."

Seungmin's breath came in ragged gasps, his body writhing beneath Jeongin's, lost in the sensations of pleasure and pain, possession and love. Jeongin's hands were everywhere, on his hips, his thighs, his back, never staying in one place for too long.

Jeongin's movements were becoming more frenzied, more desperate. "I need you," he gasped, his words harsh and ragged. "I need you so much. You're mine, Seungmin. Mine."

Seungmin let out a moan, his body arching upwards towards Jeongin's. "I'm yours," he gasped. "Take me. Claim me. Make me yours."

Jeongin let out a low growl, his body responding to Seungmin's words. He felt his control slipping, the primal desire to claim and possess the boy taking over. "I'm going to make you mine," he repeated, his words a promise. "And you'll be mine forever, Seungmin. Forever."

Jeongin's movements against Seungmin's body became more intense, he pushed himself into Seungmin. His lips found the soft skin of Seungmin's neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses that were soothed by tongue lapping at him until the skin turned red.

Seungmin was lost in the sensations, his body trembling and writhing beneath Jeongin's. He could feel the boy's possessive touch, his possessive grip, and it felt like heaven. "I'm yours," he gasped, his words a ragged whisper. "I'm yours, Jeongin. Take me."

Jeongin's movements were becoming almost frenzied now, his hand roaming up Seungmin's body, possessively holding him close, as he nipped and marked the soft skin on Seungmin's shoulders and neck. "Say it again," he commanded, his voice rough with need. "Say you're mine."

Seungmin let out a gasp, his body arching involuntarily into Jeongin's touch. "I'm yours," he gasped, his words a breathless whisper. "All yours, Jeongin. Only yours."

Jeongin let out a low growl, the sound animalistic and primal. He pushed himself into Seungmin, his body possessive and claiming, his hand roaming over Seungmin's skin, leaving marks and bruises in their wake. "You're mine," he repeated, over and over again, as if to convince himself as much as Seungmin.

Seungmin's body was on fire with pleasure and need, his mind consumed by Jeongin's touch. He was completely at the boy's mercy, utterly vulnerable and helpless. And he loved it. He loved the feeling of being claimed and possessed, the feeling of belonging to Jeongin completely.

Jeongin's body moved against Seungmin's with a ferocity he had never experienced before, consumed by his desire to claim and possess the boy in every way possible. He wanted to leave his mark on Seungmin, to make sure that the boy would never forget who he belonged to, who he loved.

Seungmin was losing himself in Jeongin, his mind blank and his body consumed by the sensations of Jeongin's touch. He could feel the boy's need, his desperation and desire, and it only served to fuel his own. He wanted to give himself completely to Jeongin, to submit to the boy's every desire and whim.

Jeongin's movements were animalistic, his body driven solely by his need to claim and possess Seungmin completely. He was lost in his desire, consumed by the primal need to mark the boy as his own, forever. His hands roamed over Seungmin's body, leaving bruises and marks in their wake, claiming the boy in every way possible.

Seungmin was completely at Jeongin's mercy, his body trembling and arching beneath the boy's touch. He was lost in the sensations, the pleasure and pain blending together into one overwhelming feeling. He knew he was Jeongin's, completely and utterly, and he relished in the feeling. He loved being owned and possessed by the boy, loved the feeling of complete submission and surrender.

Jeongin's breath was coming in ragged gasps, his body slick with sweat and desire. He was close to the edge, the sensations and the emotions threatening to overpower him completely. "Seungmin," he gasped, his voice rough with need. "I need to feel you."

Seungmin's body responded instantly to Jeongin's words, his body arching up towards the boy, needing him, wanting him. "Take me," he gasped, his words a desperate plea. "Take me, Jeongin. I'm all yours."

Jeongin let out a low growl, his body responding to Seungmin's words, his need and desire flaring up even more intensely. He pushed himself against Seungmin, his movements more frenzied and desperate as he sought release. "You're mine," he repeated, his words a mantra. "Mine. All mine."

Seungmin was lost in Jeongin, completely consumed by the boy's touch, his words. He was his, completely and utterly, and he never wanted to be anything else. "I'm yours," he gasped, his voice ragged and desperate. "Yours forever."

Jeongin's body trembled with need, his movements growing even more desperate at Seungmin's words. He was on the edge, so close to the precipice that he could feel it, but he needed Seungmin to be there with him. "Say it again," he gasped, his voice ragged and hoarse. "Say you're mine. Mine forever."

Seungmin's breath hitched at Jeongin's words, the boy's possessive need pushing him even further towards the edge. "I'm yours," he gasped, his voice thick with emotion. "I'm yours forever, Jeongin. I'll always be yours. Only yours."

To be continued