[SilentFeather]

Jin's loud torturous sounding sobs and cries faded, becoming soft sniffles, then soft breathing. He raised his head slowly, staring at his perfectly muscular chested Daddy, before, letting the next movement become all the answer the other needed to hear, he would accept. After all, as was said many times before on repeat, he was meant for him.

He took a daring risk, acting quickly for the first time in his life. Ever. He stole his beloved's lips, never pulling away, not even to gather breath. Not even when his lungs screamed out for precious oxygen. He wanted to practically die like this, lost in pure bliss, locked in Brandon's possessive arms.

He reached down to fumble with his own belt and then his own jeans, leaving him in a pair of secret laced stockings and female undergarments in ink black, removing them along with his shirt, blurting out a risky curse. "I .. cant do .. this .. I cant mask .. my .. feelings for you . god I give in .. I accept your offer as it stands with no hesitance. Yes I would love to be your slave and housewife .. just please fucking take me .. please .." He blurted out a whimper, practically grinding crotch to crotch with him.