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If Riaan could put it bluntly, he hates watching his boyfriends burn themselves out. Nine times out of ten, it's a mix of third-party sources outside of their control that's burning them down. While he personally tends to take pleasure playing the sub role, he also doesn't mind playing it to give his boyfriends a way to take some control back.

The issue this time with Dane is that he's stressed and running on anxiety and in turn, he's too focused on control recently. He's been much too meticulous about each error and mistake that they do during practice if it doesn't fit his image and it's not only stressing everyone else, but also stressing himself from trying to take control of everything. In summary, taking the dom role in sex that's meant to help relieve stress wouldn't be that effective.

When he brought up his concerns to their other boyfriends, Keiten suggested a play that would let Dane relax and give up control, Hagiwa gave him handcuffs to use, and Youngjun offered to sit in to help with the play if need be. Riaan had many questions as to why Hagiwa casually had handcuffs with him at the time but then he saw the marks on Youngjun's and Keiten's wrists. Damn, he really needs to get a move on with getting Dane to blow off steam already if this happened not too long ago. And so, now feeling both annoyed and horny, after receiving some dom tips from Hagiwa and Youngjun, Riaan marches over to the music studio with an agenda on mind.

Which leads to Riaan not-so casually asking Dane how he felt about cuffs while sitting in on one of his music editing processes.

"I thought you didn't like restraints on your hands?"

"I don't. I meant for you."

Dane freezes in his office chair before leaning away from the computer screen to swivel around to Riaan, who casually has those handcuffs in his hands. "Is there a reason you want to try domming today?"

"It's called 'operation: chill the fuck out.'"

Dane's eyebrows furrow in response. "That's a stupid name."

"Like you could've come up with a better name?"

"Hey!"

Riaan rolls his eyes before moving to sit onto Dane's lap. "The point is, you're stressed, you're stressing all of us out, and you need to blow off steam in a way that doesn't give you control and forces you to relax. Basically, I'm breaking you down like how you do me whenever I'm stressed out that I can't control everything. So answer the question of 'do you want to use cuffs or not.'"

And just to piss Riaan off, Dane has the audacity to laugh before reaching out to hold Riaan's hips, casually thumbing at the waistband of his sweatpants. "You can if you want, but let me ask you this: Last I checked, you couldn't even ride me without begging me for help. Can you actually take control here, pillow princess?"

Hot. Annoyingly enough, Riaan is very turned on by the bit of degradation here, but with the cool piece of metal in his hands, he reminds himself that right now the focus isn't on him, and he decisively cuffs Dane's dominant hand to the armrest of the office chair. It takes Riaan pulling the lube bottle Hagiwa gifted him ahead of time out of the pocket of his pants and unceremoniously tossing it onto the desk right by Dane's computer before Dane can fully process what just happened.

"What the heck!"

Riaan clamps a hand over Dane's mouth and asserts with a glare. "You don't talk unless you need to call out a color. Got it?"

When Riaan lifts his hand away, Dane blinks up at Riaan, turning the words around in his head, and gives a cheeky grin.

The reaction makes Riaan frown. "Dane, answer me."

"You said not to speak."

Fucking asshole. Riaan wasn't even taught this by Hagiwa or Youngjun, he's just pissed enough to say this naturally, "okay, you're not allowed to speak unless you need to call out a color or I prompt you to."

"Okay~."

To further emphasize just how pissed he is with Dane's attitude, thinking that's he's still in control even now, Riaan gives an emphatic smack to Dane's remaining hand on his hip and pins it to the respective armrest. He ensures that Dane is clutching onto the rest as well. "And just to add on to the scene, you're not allow to touch me and you're not allowed to come without my permission either."

"That's a little harsh, don't you think?" Dane raises an eyebrow.

Riaan mimics his expression in return. "Do you want this to happen or are you tapping out?"

He sits on Dane's lap for a moment as the latter thinks to himself, turning the idea around in his head a few times, before giving a shrug. "Try me."

"You know Riaan, I appreciate the show, but this would go faster if you'd let me help you."

"Shut up. I told you no talking." Riaan sees how Dane lifts his one free hand from the arm rest and quickly slaps the offending hand away, huffing, "and no touching. Also, I can stretch myself without your help."

And while Dane is clearly turned on by the sight of Riaan panting and moaning as he's stretching his own hole on his lap, he doesn't show any signs of giving in to Riaan's game anytime soon. He instead uses his free hand to prop his elbow onto the armrest and rest his chin onto his hand, his almost condescending gaze making Riaan's skin prickle.

"Open your mouth," Riaan huffs. When Dane complies without further fight, Riaan was hoping to at least distract Dane via making out with him and not feel like a voyeur as he practically masturbated by himself on his boyfriends lap.

Apparently, his no-touching rule is coming back to bite him in the ass, because Dane puts little to no effort in reciprocating the open-mouth kiss, letting Riaan do all of the work. If anything, he's smirking as he listens to Riaan whine and whimper into the kiss, and Riaan has to curse the fact that he has the more sensitive body of the two of them. When Riaan pulls away, he's the only one heaving with a flushed face whereas Dane looks as composed as ever with that same, stupidly condescending grin.

"Giving up yet?"

"No." Riaan scoffs, working to unzip Dane's pants. Once his semi-hard cock is pulled out, Riaan reaches over to the desk to squeeze out some lube to warm in his hand. He peaks up for a moment at Dane. "Are you?"

"Not yet." So far, the only real reaction Riaan has gotten from Dane is a low groan as Riaan finally gives attention to his neglected member. Dane focuses on how Riaan strokes him to fully harden before moving to position his length against his hole. "I'm as green as can be still."

And Riaan takes that stupid chortle from Dane as a challenge, glaring at him before he moves forward with fucking himself onto Dane's cock. "I'm gonna make you eat your words."

"Try me."

He's always been a bit of a sucker for the burn that comes with being stretched out by a cock after some rather grueling foreplay, but Riaan really hates (loves) how Dane's cock always fills him up so deliciously. He always has to take a moment to take in the fullness of it all, moaning lowly at the feeling of being touched in all of the right places. They rarely had sex in this position and Riaan is starting to remember why, considering that Dane's cock is reaching much deeper than usual and he feels almost overwhelmed by how deep he's reaching into him. Despite his trembling arms, Riaan looks up to Dane's hungry gaze and tries his best to reassert his control even when he's taking shaky breaths. "Make sure to warn me that you're about to come so I can stop you, or else I will punish you."

The first few movements are slow. Riaan is trying to adjust to the unfamiliar position after all, not to mention he's a little too used to being handled like a rag doll by all of his boyfriends at this point. Still, despite the shock waves of pleasure shooting up his spine every time he moves so that his prostate is thrusted into or moving down so fast that he nearly loses his voice from how intense it feels for Dane's cock to hit the deepest parts inside him, Riaan forces himself to focus on Dane's reactions to take hold of the situation. Dane intensely focuses on how Riaan is practically impaling himself on his cock, groaning and turning a pretty shade of red whenever Riaan lets out a particularly obscene moan or clenches on his cock tightly every time a good spot is hit within him.

Seeing as how Dane still clearly gets off on the fact of watching Riaan struggle or receive pleasure, his horny mind barely registers to reach up one hand to play with his nipple and the other to slowly stroke his own cock. Just those additional stimulation are enough for Riaan to naturally tighten up and whine as he feels himself tumbling towards the edge quicker. However, when Dane starts grunting and struggling not to thrust up into Riaan to hurry himself to the releasing first, now gripping onto the armrests with both of his hands, he realizes with annoyance that Dane clearly has no intention of telling that he's about to come. The bassist is just focused on getting off to the fact that Riaan is working himself into overtime trying to move his hips in the right way while touching himself erotically enough to give him a show. What a fucker.

So, just like Youngjun taught, Riaan makes sure to focus on feeling that telltale sign of Dane being on the verge of coming with an aborted jerk of his hip. Once Dane groans and Riaan feels the first spurt of cum in him, Riaan moves to completely lift himself off of Dane's lap. While the sudden emptiness for him isn't satisfying, it's definitely satisfying to see Dane's shocked and confused expression as he shouts curses and thrusts into nothing to chase after a high that isn't complete. Riaan lets Dane waste his energy, watching how a weak dribble of cum slowly drips out from Dane's cock. Once Dane finally settles back into the chair, eyes blurry as he's trying to reorient himself, Riaan wryly laughs, "do you want to cooperate now?"

"Fucking hell—" Dane stutters out a breath, gritting his teeth as trembles wreck his system. "What the— fuck! Wh-When did you learn thi—s shit…"

He couldn't help the scoff that left his mouth, because of course Dane is still trying to give him attitude despite the intensity of a ruined orgasm. "Are you done?"

Riaan doesn't bother to wait for Dane to try to catch his breath to talk back again, instead reaching out to roughly grab Dane's leaking cock and begins to stroke at the softening member to harden again. He pays no mind to Dane screaming curses as he thrashes about in his chair, clenching the armrests so hard that his knuckles turn white.

Belatedly, Riaan realizes that his heart is beating quicker and a different type of aroused, lightheadedness is hitting him at this moment. He's never made it far as a dom bottom beforehand because he didn't have the stamina to maintain a cowgirl position, not to mention his own sensitivity made it difficult to not get easily overwhelmed. However, now that he's made it far enough to render Dane speechless after his quick lessons and advice as obtained from Hagiwa and Youngjun, it's exhilarating. Hell, it's addicting to have this power and watch his normally dom boyfriend crumble to pleasure for once and understand the eroticism that is mixing pain with pleasure.

"Dane."

The bassist is barely able to keep his eyes open, his harsh panting only adding to the fire in Riaan's core. He can't help but smirk seeing the man reduced to such a silent mess.

"Ready for round two?"

"Ri—Riaan," Dane gasps for air. "H-Hold on—"

And Riaan ignores Dane's plead and lets gravity do most of the work as he positions himself over Dane's now hardened cock again and slams himself down onto his lap. Once he's fully seated, Riaan sighs in pleasure as he feels every twitch of Dane's cock against his walls. The fire in his core burns even more when he sees how Dane's eyes are squeezed shut, harshly breathing through his teeth as sweat drips down his flushed face.

Just to rub more salt into the wound, Riaan leans over and wraps his arms around Dane's shoulders and moans loud and clear into his ear, "you feel amazing, Dane. We should do this more often."

Never before did Riaan feel so confidently shameless before during sex and by God, did that stunt pay off, because the resounding shudder that racks through Dane's body feels absolutely sensational. An almost prideful laugh escapes as he bites at Dane's ear before backing up, seeing how despite being a trembling mess, Dane barely manages to pull himself together to glare at Riaan.

"Color?"

"Green." Dane winces, trying to hold off a groan from a purposefully tight squeeze to his sensitive cock. "Also, fuck you."

This time, when Riaan leans in again to kiss Dane, neither of them are particularly friendly as they smash their lips together. It's a fight for dominance even when the scales have tipped slightly in Riaan's favor. As Dane bites at his tongue and bottom lip, Riaan picks up the pace in his movements, making sure to move and squeeze in just the right ways to make Dane groan into his mouth.

Then he feels the telltale sign of Dane beginning to come again. The way that he's kissing gets sloppier and his breathing is getting harsher, almost synchronizing with Riaan's own breaths. He pulls away and Dane chases forward. He's working now to mark up the side of Riaan's neck.

"Dane," he warns once.

The warning is ignored as Dane switches from his neck to his chest. He bites at Riaan's nipple and laps up the nub afterwards, causing Riaan to moan and arch his back further, instinctually giving Dane better access to his chest.

"D-Dane…" he warns twice.

When Dane moves on to his other nipple, giving it the same treatment, Riaan feels like he's about to come with the additional attention to his chest. It's only when he sees Dane lift his uncuffed hand to touch Riaan that he realizes that the defiant man is trying to make him come first or at least match when they come in order for Riaan to forget his rules.

So, he takes a page out of Hagiwa's book, and Riaan moves quickly to force Dane's hand to grab a hold of the armrest again before using his other hand to push Dane's head back up against the headrest of the chair, shoving his thumb into Dane's stupid, grinning mouth.

"Are you even trying?" Riaan huffs.

"Well, it was worth a try."

Out of annoyance, Riaan forces his pointer and middle finger into Dane's mouth as well. He leans in to level a glare at Dane. "Then I'll just ruin your orgasm again."

Any protests are muffled by his fingers, but he can feel how even with the threat, Dane is already close to tumbling over the edge with how the stimulation Riaan's giving hasn't stopped one bit. He pulls out his fingers just in case Dane does need to call out a color, but instead, he's simply met with a humiliated glare paired with a challenging, "you can't do that!"

And Riaan laughs. "It's called a punishment. And I'll keep punishing you until you learn when to tell me or when you'll apologize for being such a brat."

"You'll t-tire yourself ou—t…" Dane winces, clearly trying to hold himself back from coming, but Riaan tips his chin up to match their stares.

"Doesn't matter. I'll ruin your orgasms over and over and over until you learn that you don't have control, I do. You're not supposed to be fighting me, you're supposed to just sit back, listen, and take what I give you." Arousal runs hot in his core when he sees Dane finally pay attention to what he's saying and his face flushes even more than before. "If I say you don't talk, you don't talk. If I say you don't touch me, you don't touch me. If I say you don't come, you don't get to come— and I'll make sure you know that you only get to come when I tell you to." Riaan almost laughs again when he sees that conflicting look of despair and arousal flicker through Dane's expression. He wonders if Dane understands how closely they mirror each other's kinks, because this really is normally something that Dane would do to Riaan. Huh, what a weird time to find out that he's been with Dane for so long that their kinks are basically the same now.

A shudder runs through Dane's body and Riaan moans in pleasure with how that shudder makes the tip of Dane's cock hit just right against his sweet spot. Of course, that knocks over the final domino, which makes Dane look up with an almost pleading gaze. "Riaan—"

Too late. Riaan moves off of Dane's cock and watches realization hit him too late. Dane's face twist into a mix of both pleasure and dissatisfaction, a choked-up groan escaping his throat as his poor cock twitches with a weak spurt of cum, turning even more red as it can do nothing more but leak cum and soften into a disappointed mess. Instead of cursing, Dane is trying to stifle a sob, panting harshly as within his bleary gaze, he's trying so hard to tether himself back to reality but everything burns and his body aches and he's giving the jerkiest thrusts into the air that are doing absolutely nothing for him and his reddened cock which won't stop leaking even though he didn't come. He might actually go insane from having to experience this twice.

As Riaan looks down on Dane, shuddering as tears line his eyes, a shiver of arousal runs down his spine and he thinks he understands why Youngjun likes to play power bottom with them so often. That look of someone meant to top and fuck you silly utterly breaking down to a sobbing mess is addicting as hell. At this point, he's actually half-tempted to ruin all of Dane's orgasms and then call the rest of their boyfriends over to see what a pathetic mess Dane is at the moment. He's sure that they'd all enjoy the sight as much as he does and with Hagiwa's and Youngjun's more experienced hands, he'd love to see them pick Dane apart further.

"…rry…"

Riaan pauses in his brief power trip. He leans down to try to get a better look at Dane, who simply tries to turn his head further away in shame.

"What was that?"

"I'm s-sorry…"

Oh. If that didn't go right to his dick he doesn't know what will. Riaan grabs Dane's chin and forces him to make eye-contact with him again, but the latter still refuses and turns his eyes away. Fuck, this is all way too good. He really needs to figure out how to repay Hagiwa and Youngjun for all of their tips they gave him.

"Once again?"

"Sorry… I s-said I'm sorry…" Dane's face turns bright red as several tears drip down his face.

"For?"

That gets a rile out of Dane, finally looking at Riaan with a defiant gaze. "What the fuck? I said I'm sorry!"

Riaan hums before reaching down and harshly grabbing at Dane's cock, causing the bassist to choke out a sob of pain and pleasure, hips jerking once either in an attempt to escape or get more pleasure as a slow stream of cum drips down onto Riaan's fingers. Whatever his body was trying to do, he fails due to Riaan's weight pinning his lap down to the chair. "That's not very nice. If you still plan on being a bad boy, I'll just ruin all of your orgasms for you."

"Wha—?!" Dane looks up, and when he sees Riaan's stern yet flushed expression, he knows that he's being dead serious. He tries to fight back. "Th—at's not f-fair—!"

The fight quickly tempers into a choked-out groan as Riaan moves his thumb to rub directly over the slit of his cock, spreading cum all over the reddened tip and going so far as to let his blunt nail catch onto the slit every now and then. The constant switch between pleasure and pain does nothing to quell his already overwhelmed nervous system and Dane thinks he might actually die if Riaan tries to pull out another ruined orgasm from him. "I think it is fair because someone here keeps trying to break the rules I'm laying down even though he know that I'm the one in charge. I don't see why I should be letting you come when you've been nothing but a brat."

"F-Fine!" Dane barely manages to wheeze out. "I-I'm sorry for trying t-to come first! I—!" He flinches, several more tears escaping when Riaan fully digs his blunt nail into the slit of his tip. "Fuck! I'm s-sorry for being a brat!"

Once Riaan finally lets go, Dane realizes now he's a trembling, sweaty mess, and he hates how comparably composed Riaan looks, simply sitting there and looking at him, waiting for Dane to try to defy him again. He's powerless and completely out of control from where he usually is. The humiliation burns with each shiver that wrecks his system.

Riaan reaches out to gently tilt Dane's face towards him. He kisses him and finds it quite pleasant that Dane is being so compliant now as he's able to lick up every corner of Dane's mouth as Dane struggles to reciprocate the kiss, instead struggling to breath during it all. When he backs away, a string of saliva being the only thing connecting their lips, they both shiver for different reasons. Riaan is absolutely drunk on Dane's flushed, teary face, eyebrows furrowed as his lips tremble as if he's desperate to be eaten up. Meanwhile, Dane has never felt so small as Riaan stares him down with a dark gaze he's never seen before, the darkness showing how ready he is to break down Dane, just like he promised at the beginning of all of this.

Vaguely, he thinks of how fucked up this is that he's losing against Riaan for once over a few ruined orgasms which, normally, are only done by Hagiwa and Youngjun when they want to bully him— on the other hand though, he's stupidly aroused by how attractive Riaan is taking the lead as the dom role, and with how new and thrilling this sight is, the humiliation kink really hits different.

Upon seeing that teary, dazed look, Riaan hums in delight, then presses a soft kiss to the corner of his lips. "Good boy. See? I knew you had it in you."

Dane can't even stop the whine that escapes because fuck it if that praise isn't something he didn't know he desperately needed at this exact moment. The whine doesn't go past Riaan either, chortling as he goes to mark up his neck.

"Is that what you like? Being called a good boy?"

"That— That's not—!" Dane takes a sharp breath of air once Riaan goes down low enough to leave a mark on his collarbone. "R-Riaan…"

Then that bit of softness is interrupted when Riaan moves to harshly grasp at his dick again, causing Dane to shout and try to pull his hips away from Riaan's touch. He knows it's all useless when he's stuck cuffed to the office chair, but he tries to squirm away. Everything burns and he feels like he might snap.

"Let's try again, okay?"

Dane closes his eyes shut, preparing for that intensely inviting warmth to envelop his cock and make him feel so good that it hurts. However, Riaan just keeps the head of his length pressed up against his entrance, practically begging to suck up his cock again. No further movement is made, forcing Dane to open his eyes and look up. "R-Riaan…?"

That expectant gaze practically sears itself into Riaan's brain and at this point he's too desperate to wring out another plead or whine from Dane to tease him any further.

"Just making sure you're looking."

Nothing much is different with the next attempt at control over Dane's orgasm. Granted, the longer they go on, the more sensitive and impatient Riaan feels to hurry up for his own orgasm, but he really does want to drink up each drop of how much weaker Dane looks now. A sense of warmth hits him when he sees how Dane is actually following through with watching Riaan like he told him to do, fighting each wince that came from the overstimulation to keep his eyes open to watch Riaan fuck himself on his cock. What a strange thing to feel both adoration and arousal for.

"…ing."

"Hm?" He can't hold back his own smug tone.

"C-Coming… gonna come…" Dane mumbles, eyes shut closed as his face flushes a shameful red, and while Dane takes shame in his own compliance, Riaan feels almost prideful at the sight.

When Dane's panting turns harsher and picks up in pace, Riaan sits down onto Dane's lap and stops moving. The stillness of it all makes Dane groan pitifully from having his orgasm almost tip over the edge only to stop and lose all momentum, but hell if the sensation of simply being warmed by Riaan isn't so much better than it being taken away right as he comes.

"Good boy," Riaan purrs, cupping the side of Dane's face as he peppers his face and neck with kisses. "Keep being good for me and let me know when you don't feel like coming anymore."

The humiliation burns as much as the praise does, but Dane really doesn't want to admit that he now understands Riaan's simultaneous degradation and praise kink. This isn't to mention that the feeling of giving up control in order to be told "good boy" makes his mind go fuzzy in a nice way— which he never thought was really possible.

"You…" Dane's nape burns when he hears himself practically whimper, but he forces himself to continue. "Y-You can k-keep going now, Riaan." When Riaan stares down at him in silence, Dane barely manages to utter out, "p-please… keep going…"

And Riaan smiles at him so innocently, yet his gaze is nothing but predatory. "Good boy. Make sure to warn me when you're about to come again, and I'll make sure to stop for you, okay?"

Dane shudders as he realizes how truly dangerous this game is.

Each interval in which they fuck until Dane has to warn Riaan to stop gets shorter the longer they go on. Riaan doesn't doubt that Dane has to be feeling extra sensitive after the first two ruined orgasms and now, having to be constantly denied and being forced to stay still for Riaan as he waits for himself to return from almost tipping over the edge. Dane's breathing gets quicker with each warning that he gives, and each warning sounds more pathetic than the last as he no longer hesitates over adding "please" to each plead he gives to Riaan. At this point, Riaan could barely move up and down on Dane's intensely twitching cock maybe eight times before Dane is whimpering that he's about to come again.

Honestly, Riaan is getting tired and his thighs are starting to burn from how long he's been bouncing on Dane's cock. The fact that he's edging himself in order to edge Dane isn't helping much with his own irritation either, the snark in his voice coming out easily. "Since when were you so sensitive? I want to come before you do, you know."

"S-Sorry…" Dane gasps at a particularly tight squeeze from Riaan, whining, "sorry… 'm sorry, hyung…"

Fuck, or maybe he can go for longer.

"Dane, do you want to come?"

Riaan watches how Dane dumbly stares at him, his fucked out brain trying so hard to catch onto what was just asked of him, before his bottom lip wobbles and his eyes water some more.

"Y-Yes…! Want to—! Really…! You feel so good, please!"

It's nonsensical pleading and Riaan can't help the laugh that escapes him because of how absolutely adorable the sight is. The laugh might've been too much though as Dane jolts closer to lucidity and his eyes widen in embarrassment upon realizing how desperate and cockdumb he sounded just then. Damn, so close, but Riaan figures that he probably only needs to be a bit cruel one more time before they reach their goal.

"Just hold on a little longer and I'll let you come, okay?"

Dane's eyes brighten at that. "R-Really?"

"Yeah. Keep sitting still like a good boy for me and let me come first, just like I said earlier." Riaan gives a soft kiss to Dane's lips and smiles. "You can be my perfect boy and do that for me, right? Listen to me and let me take control of your body?"

And he knows that Dane took the bait when he feels that shiver of arousal come from Dane from just those bits of praise alone. He isn't even fighting him and instead, bites his bottom lip and wordlessly nod. Riaan heart feels so full of love, but he knows what he has to do.

Dane can't help but flinch even when Riaan's first movements are slow. His body is sensitive to the touch and he's not sure how much longer he can hold on before he dissolves into that humiliating, desperate mess like earlier. Hell, he knows it won't take long before he's thrown over without a second thought to give Riaan everything he desires. That hungry gaze Riaan gives him as he so confidently moves his body, arching his back to show how good Dane makes him feel, does nothing to help the heat quickly building up in his system again. It really doesn't take long for Dane to feel tense and lightheaded again, voice easily dying into a whimper and automatically pleading as he's been taught so thoroughly by Riaan to do.

"R-Riaan, I'm coming again…"

Except he doesn't stop. Riaan keeps going, and Dane feels himself panic when Riaan practically ignores his first warning.

"Riaan, w-wait—"

"You don't have permission to come," Riaan says in between his labored breaths. "So don't come. Wait for me to come first."

"H-Hold on! I s—aid I'm coming!" But Riaan just continues to bounce on his lap and even moan obscenely and fuck Dane feels even more rattled when he feels himself basically snowballing into coming. The sensation of the earlier ruined orgasms still lingers in his system and he panics, feeling a sob claw its way up his chest at the possibility of having to go through something so intensely dissatisfying again. "St-Stop! Fuck, I-I'm coming! Hyung, stop! Pl—ease I'm gonna come! Please, I don't wanna come! Please!"

The nonsensical pleading barely registers as shameful for Dane anymore because he really needs Riaan to stop, so when right before the edge, Riaan stops moving and sits in place, Dane can't help the tears from falling in quick succession. He isn't quite sure what's happening, but his head is fuzzy and pathetic sobs and whimpers keep escaping from his trembling body, helplessly crying and overwhelmed by the heat encasing his member. Everything is warm and feels good and too much but not enough.

"There, there, you did so good." Riaan's coddling barely registers in his heat-ridden brain and all he can do is accept all of the cooing and kisses presented to him. "What's wrong? You were being so good and perfect for me. Didn't you want to come?"

"Hyung, I don't—! Help, ple—ase!" Dane hiccups, clearly delirious and unsure what exactly he's pleading for. His unfocused gaze as tears continue to fall makes Riaan nearly moan in delight at the sight.

"It's okay, I got you." Riaan licks his lips and bites down on the side of Dane's neck, watching in delight at how he flinches and sobs some more. "I got you, Dane. Just leave it to me, okay? You don't have to think about a single thing. I'll make you feel so good, yeah?"

Just that bit about leaving everything to Riaan finally clicks for Dane and suddenly, his tenseness is released all in one go and Dane practically collapses into his chest and looks up with pleading eyes. "Please….!"

What more could Riaan ask for to finally give his precious boyfriend a reward for finally letting go? He starts move with reckless abandon, ready to let the both of them properly finish, and Riaan moans and whispers his praises into Dane's ears. How good he's been, how well he's fucking him, how perfect he is for letting Riaan take control— and all of this further dissolves Dane into a sobbing, shuddering mess. With how stupidly sensitive the both of them are, it doesn't take long for the both of them to reach the edge again.

"Coming—! R-Riaan, coming…!" Dane warns, his voice absolutely wrecked from all of his nonsensical pleading mixed in with his crying.

In turn, Riaan hushes him, trying to keep calm but with how his gut his tightening, he can't help but stutter as his body tenses up for his impending orgasm. He reaches down to stroke himself in time with his thrusts against Dane's lap. "Me t-too… Fuck, you're s—o perfect. Go ahead and come in m-me, Dane."

That's the last straw for them both. Riaan comes hard onto the both of their stomachs and with a loud cry, Dane comes into Riaan, quickly filling his hole until cum begins to leak out and back onto his lap. When Riaan keeps moving to let Dane finally cum fully, the taller can do nothing but slur out his thanks and somehow cry even more until the very last spurt. They're both sweaty, heaving messes, and vaguely Riaan can't help but wish that one of their other boyfriends are here to help with the aftercare.

Even though Riaan would love for nothing more than to get up and lay down on the floor to at least relax his thighs because he genuinely feels like he can't feel them, he knows better than to make any sudden movements. He does his best to stay still and let Dane, he's basically laying limp against his chest and heavily panting, rest up first and feel that he is comforted and secured.

They sit there and slowly come down from their highs, and after a moment of silence with just their breathing and heartbeats, surprisingly, Dane finds enough energy to say in a raspy voice, "my brain feels like cotton."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah… I see why you like this so much though…" Dane sleepily murmurs, "kinda feels nice to let go…"

"So you'll let me dom again?"

Dane turns his head up and open an eye at him, before drowsily turning his head back down. "Maybe… dunno, you were pretty hot…"

"Obviously." Riaan rolls his eyes. He sighs and give a light tap to Dane's shoulder. "Do you mind if I move so I can lay on the backrest too? My back hurts."

"Do it slowly… think I'll die if you move on my dick again."

"Yeah, yeah."

Although Riaan answers dryly, he does his best to move slowly and carefully to adjust himself to at least let Dane lay back in a way that would give just enough room for Riaan to lay his side onto the backrest of the chair. Each whimper and groan Dane gives for any sudden shifts, Riaan makes sure to to apologize and gently kiss his head.

Even though the solution to Dane's stress was a little less than sane, Riaan really did wish for Dane to feel more willing to accept being pampered by both him and their boyfriends— but while that's the loving boyfriend side of him thinking that, the more petty side of him really did want to kick the cocky man down a peg with how often he fucks Riaan into unconsciousness.

"You're think of something spiteful again, aren't you?"

"No."

"Uh-huh."

"Just enjoy your cuddles."

"Will do."