Taesan's POV
It's supposed to be a punishment and not a fucking test of my sanity.
Sanity be damned, he stole it not long after he stole my black card.
I knew my little deer liked dirtier things, but seeing him like this unlocks something in me. it's something primal and animal-like.
His chest is pressed to the desk that I work on, and his pretty ass is being presented to me like a fucking dish.
He's crying.
The tears running down his face and the sobs shaking his lithe body should be enough to make me stop. But how can I stop if he's leaking this much?
He's calling for me.
My floor is stained with vanilla scenting slick and musky precum. I would have to make my cleaner sign a NDA document to clean this mess up.
"Seoha, you little thief" I hiss and he rocks his hips forward, rolling his red and small cock into the wooden table.
My vanilla scented sin.
