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The event list for Hyuck's Birthday Bash Afterparty went as follows:
- Kick everyone (read: the rest of NCT) out!
- Get my baby into in some sexy clothes ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
- Foreplay (because it's important, his flower is delicate!)
- Fuck the shit out of him on our couple porncam website :)
- earn a bunch of money!!!
- donate some of the money to charity (coranavirus be spreading)
- take some of the money and keep it for mark's birthday! :D
Right now, he was at #5.
"You look like a kitty in heat, so cute!" the brown haired boy cooed.
The cat ears headband was black, blending into his naturally curly hair.
Mark moaned, trying to keep his composure for the camera.
He pulled his signature Ahegao, trying to please the fans, but Hyuck wouldn't stop hitting his prostate.
Right now, Hyuck thought he looked perfect.
The way his precious eyes held the whole universe even if his pupils were dilated and glazed showing all the pleasure his body felt.
How Mark's body shook with each of his thrusts, and the way he whined feeling Hyuck hit his wall.
The black and white lace choker he was wearing made his neck look appetizing and ready to be marked with hickies and love bites.
The comment section gradually became filthy as his eyes rolled back a bit.
The slapping of Hyuck's hips against his puffy pussy was loud, in a wet, obscene type of way.
The kitten couldn't handle the pressure behind his tummy as his whole body curled in delight.
Nerve endings shrieked at every sensation, every touch. His back arched as he whined loudly.
Hyuck chuckled darkly watching his kitten squirm around in pleasure.
"Hyuck! Slow down, too fast!" He slurred his words because of how disoriented he was.
It only made Hyuck giggle and thrust faster.
"Hyuck, please, I'm gonna-"
"It's okay. Go ahead, baby."
Mark's back arched as his black pantless leotard was covered by his own juices.
Hyuck then slammed harder into his walls, making his eyes roll all the way back, to where you couldn't see his pupils.
His wet cavern clenched hard at the feeling of overstimulation.
"Hyuckie is so mean, so mean! " Mark whined, feeling Hyuck starting to get close to his high.
"Shit, baby, you're so good. So good for me." Hyuck's thrusts became erratically fast and unethical.
Mark held onto the bedsheets for all he was worth. He knew Hyuck was on the edge.
With a few curses thrown here and there, Hyuck finally came inside.