The apartment door swung open, slamming against the inside wall
with a loud bang.

The three guys on the couch barely moved as they watched Taeyang
drag in Jiyong behind him.

Jiyong tugged on Taeyangʼs hand, trying to get his wrist out of
the steel like grip, "Let go!"

Taeyang just jerked harder on his wrist, "Shut up!" lead singer
snapped The band leader at the stubborn.

Seungri glanced up as the arguing couple passed, "Not too rough
tonight Taeyang. There's a photo shoot tomorrow."

Seungri laughed as Taeyang told him to "Shut the up."

The three members watched as Taeyang dragged a protesting
Jiyong down the hallway and then another loud bang echoed
through the house, the silence being broken by intense fighting
and yelling coming from the older boysʼ bedroom.

Daesung signed, shaking his head, "Again tonight?"

TOP  leaned over and wrapped his around Daesung's waist, "You
know how it is between them. It'll be over soon."

Taeyang slammed the door closed and shoved Jiyong against the
wall, his hands coming up to clasp the boys neck,
squeezing just tight enough to make Jiyong gasp out.

Jiyong glared at Taeyang from underneath lowered lashes, "Taeyang
let go."

Jiyong's hand's came up to grab a hold of Taeyang's clutching fingers,
trying to pry the clasping fingers from his neck.

"NO." Taeyang leaned in closer to the trembling boy. He could smell
the pouring off his skin, and it sickened him that this body
was pressed against someone else a little while ago, at the same
time exciting him.

"Why, Jiyong? Why do you piss me off so much?" Taeyang's eyes
moved over Jiyong as his fingers squeezed tighter. Rage and distrust
sinking their ugly claws into him.

Jiyong started struggling harder, and then glared at Taeyang with hard
eyes "Puh-lease Taeyang." Jiyong sneered, "What did I do wrong? I
was only dancing with him. Only dancing. Nothing more."

Jiyong wasn't afraid of Taeyang's jealousy.

It was always like this. Jiyong couldn't even look at another man
without evoking Taeyang's wrath.

Taeyang shook Jiyong, and then slammed him back against the wall again,
making Jiyong's black hair fall over his eyes with his hands still
around Jiyong's neck.

Taeyang could feel the racing pulse under his fingers and a thrill
ran over him at the dominance he held over the smaller boy.

"Dancing? You call that dancing? You weren't dancing with him,
Jiyong. You were ing him!" Taeyang grounded out. "You'd
anything with legs, wouldn't you, you little ."

Jiyong 's eyes filled with anger at Taeyang's cruel words, "No Taeyang.
That's not true. You know that's not the way I am! I can't help
it if you have trust issues."

But Taeyang didn't seem to hear him, "So you wanted to him
tonight? Or did you just want to get ed? That's it, right?
You wanted him to you. It doesn't matter to you as long as
you get to , right? Well how about this; how about I
you."

One of Taeyang's hands left Jiyong 's neck and reached down to undo his
pants, pulling his already hardened out.

Taeyang gazed into wide innocent looking eyes and cursed them. He
cursed the look of pure trust and love that was mixed with anger
and uncertainty he found in the depths of the soulful orbs
looking back at him.

Taeyang roughly grabbed Jiyong 's shoulder's and shoved him to his
knees, "I want to that luscious mouth."

Jiyong shook his head.

He was , but, he'd never tell Taeyang that. For some odd
unknown reason, Taeyang's rough handling turned him on more than he
had ever been before. He'd turned hard from Taeyangʼs hands around
his neck, and had felt flames of desire uncurl in his belly.

Jiyong clamped his lips together refusing to open up for Taeyang,
turning his head away.

Taeyang reached down and grasped Jiyong 's chin, his fingers digging
into his jaw making his mouth open, and with the other hand
guided his into his waiting heat, pushing in hard and deep.

Jiyong's eyes widened at the intrusion and sputtered around the
girth in his mouth. With the desire he was feeling, he also felt
the need to get back at the bastard standing over him.

Jiyong felt anger surge through him and reached up and tightly
grabbed Taeyang's sac.

Taeyang hissed at the pain radiating down his legs, "You want to
play rough, you little ? Fine, letʼs play rough."

Taeyang tangled his fingers harshly in the kneeling boyʼs hair,
jerking his head forward as he pushed into his open mouth.

Taeyang smirked when he felt Jiyong gag around him, his hands coming
up to push at his hips, to stop his rough ing.

Taeyang's smirk quickly turned into a frown and he growled when he
felt teeth scraping up his length as Jiyong pulled his head back.

The taller guy yanked the shorter guys head back, his
popping from his mouth.

Jiyong smiled evilly, "You bastard." Jiyong his lips and
watched as Taeyang's eyes darkened to a deep brown, and knew he was
truly pissed off now.

Taeyang glared down into angry eyes, "You'll pay for that my little
."

Taeyang lifted the man to his feet, turning him around as he shoved
the black haired man towards the bed.

Jiyong turned and glared at Taeyang, "You think I'm scared of you?
Please. I've been ed rougher than this before. Hell, my ex
used to slap me when we had ."

Jiyong knew then that he had crossed the line with the band leader
at the mention of his ex-boyfriend.

Taeyang reached out and jerked Jiyong to him, his lips harshly
claiming his, his teeth biting his bottom lip making it bleed.

Shoving his tongue into the hot mouth made Taeyang groan out as his
hands were in all that midnight black hair.

Taeyang jerked Jiyong 's head back and took a good look at his flirty
lover.

His lips where red from the blood made by the small cut, swollen
from being kissed so hard, and parted to bring breath into his
body. His eyes slowly had glazed over and Taeyang knew that Jiyong was
wanting him.

"Humm..." Taeyang slid the shirt off Jiyong's trembling body, tossing
it to the corner.

"See, my little wants to be ed by me." Taeyang removed his
shirt just as slowly, the garment landing at his feet.

"Should I be nice to him and give him what he wants?" Taeyang
kicked his pants the rest of the way off, as he watched Jiyong back
up a step.

"Or should I make him pay for making me mad?" reaching out Taeyang
grabbed Jiyong to him, removing his skinny jeans and boxers.

When Jiyong was completely in front of him, he reached out,
his hand circling Jiyong 's neck and jerked the boy to him, his
smaller body fitting perfectly with his.

"Tell me my little nymph, what should I do?" Taeyang stared
down at enticing eyes, and had to hold back a moan that was
forming.

"Do what you do best Taeyang. me." Jiyong breathed out softly.

Jiyong shivered as he felt Taeyang's fingers draw small circles on the
nape of his neck.

"So youʼre not afraid, huh?" Taeyang muttered as he leaned in
for another kiss.

"Why should I be afraid?" Jiyong asked when Taeyang lifted his head.

"You where dancing with another man far too provocatively. You
need to be punished."

Jiyong felt a thrill shoot up inside him.

Without giving Jiyong enough time to think, Taeyang sat on the edge of
the bed and pulled Jiyong down over his knees, his belly resting on
his thighs, bare up in the air.

Taeyang smirked as he ran his hands over the smooth back and soft
buttocks of his band mate.

Jiyong struggled against Taeyang, lifting his head up and glaring
back at the man, "Taeyang what are~"

Jiyong let out a howl when Taeyang's hand made contact with his .

"WHAT THE HELL TAEYANG!!" Jiyong screamed, which only earned him
another slap on his .

Jiyong wiggled, trying to get away.

The slaps weren't painful, just humiliating for him.

His body jerked as Taeyang delivered another slap to his abused
bottom. His legs quivered when he felt Taeyang's hand rub the spot
he just spanked.

Jiyong felt himself get hard from the friction of Taeyang's thigh
rubbing against him as he wiggled.

Jiyong moved lightly under Taeyang's hold, trying to rub harder
against his punisher.

He gasped out when Taeyang's hand landed harder on him with a
voiced warning, "Keep still ."

Jiyong 's light wiggle turned to a struggle as Taeyang slapped his
again, this time the sting bringing tears to his eyes.

The more Jiyong moved in protest, the harder Taeyang spanked him, and the
more Jiyong got.

Taeyang, having enough of the squirming Jiyong, brought his leg up and
over both Jiyong 's kicking legs trapping Jiyong's legs by locking them
in between his thighs, holding him still.

Jiyong  glared at Taeyang over his shoulder, and earned himself another
slap.

"Youʼre enjoying this you !" Jiyong accused as he sees the lust
flare in Taeyang's eyes as his hand lands on his bottom.

Taeyang smacks him again and smirks, "Punishing my ty boyfriend
for his ways, of course I'm enjoying it." Taeyang lifts a
finger to mouth and on it as he slaps the reddened
cheeks again.

Jiyong 's body jerk's when he feels a slickened finger slid into him.

His eyes close as he feels the digit move inside him, the
fingernail scraping along his walls, making his muscles clench
around the questing finger.

Taeyang removes his finger when he feels Jiyong's hips move to make
his finger slide more fully into him, bringing his hand down on
the slightly swollen behind.

"Be still." Taeyang mutters to the wiggling boy on his lap.

Taeyang feels the small drip of pre- from Jiyong sliding down
his leg, and knows that Jiyong is close to .

Taeyang slid his fingers between the valley of his cheeks,
spreading the heated globs to see the little red star.

Fingers dance lightly over the opening, two slowly dipping into
the waiting heat.

Jiyong gasps at the invading fingers and pushes his hips back,
trying to get those fingers where he wanted them.

"Taeyang!" Jiyong groans out when the fingers are removed and feels
another slap on his stinging behind.

Jiyong's stomach clenches, trying to hold back from .

His fingers were digging into Taeyang's thighs as he felt close to
loosing control of his body. Taeyang was pushing him to the edge.

Suddenly, Taeyang releases him.

"Stand up, Jiyong." Taeyang demands as he gets up from the bed and
turns to look at the floor, by the edge of the bed and then turns to
look at Jiyong.

" Jiyong, kneel over the bed." Taeyang points to the floor and then the
end of the bed, showing Jiyong what he wants.

Jiyong shakes his head no and moves back from the bed. He kind of
had in mind what Taeyang was going to do to him. And Taeyang knew he
didn't like it.

"No Taeyang." Jiyong whispered.

Taeyang crossed to where Jiyong was and pushed him down, laying his
upper body across the edge of the bed his right on the end.

Jiyong felt the air swoosh out as his belly hit the bed and he
quickly moved to get up, to get out of this position.

Taeyang bent over and took Jiyong's hands in his and stretched his
arms out in front of him. After he placed them where he wanted
them, he backed up. "Don't make me get the rope Jiyong. Just stay
like this and don't move, no matter what."

Jiyong whimpered as he watched Taeyang move off to the side of the
room where he kept his 'special' toys.

Strolling back, Jiyong saw Taeyang holding a red jelly and lube
in his hands.

Jiyong started jerking his head no, but he didn't move his body, he
knew that Taeyang wouldn't think twice about tying him up.

If Taeyang saw any sign of Jiyongʼs unwillingness, he didn't show
it as he kneeled and spread white trembling thighs wide open.

"Taeyang? Taeyang please no." Jiyong could take a lot of things, but
toys was the one thing that he couldn't handle. The impersonal
feel, the coldness and the idea of having something beside Taeyang
inside him unsettled him greatly.

Jiyong knew that Taeyang was doing this to show his power over him.

Taeyang knew how much Jiyong despised toys used on him, so he went on
with his administrations and his punishment.

Jiyong felt the tip at his entrance and cried out for Taeyang to
stop once more before it was too late.

His fingers clenched the bed sheets, his back stiffened as he felt
the toy worm it's way into him.

He bit his lip to keep from screaming from the invasion.

He felt Taeyang pull the half way out before shoving it in
again.

Out of reflex, Jiyong lifted his knees to the bed and tried to crawl
away from Taeyang, quickly trying to scramble for the other side of
the bed.

Jiyong  was halfway across the bed when he felt Taeyang's hands on his
ankles, bringing his escape to a halt.

Taeyang jerked him over onto his back, moving to where he was
between Jiyong's thighs.

Jiyong bent his legs, feet pushing into the mattress, trying to
still scoot from him.

Taeyang grabbed Jiyong's wrist and held them in front of him.

Jiyong glared up at Taeyang, "You know how much I hate toys Taeyang! Why
would you do that?!?"

Taeyang grinned down at the struggling man, "Because you needed to
be punished my lovely little ."

And for once Jiyong didn't like Taeyang.

"Taeyang, get off me. We're done for the night." Jiyong muttered.

Taeyang narrowed his eyes, "Oh, Jiyong baby. We're far from done." And
to drive his point home he fully into the smaller boy
under him.

Jiyong's eyes widen as he felt Taeyang inside him.

He had always loved the feel of Taeyang in him. The feel of him
moving, caressing, ing inside him was enough sometimes to
have him ; making him forget about the toy that was just
inside of him.

As Taeyang slowly moved in him, Jiyong closed his eyes.

Astonished at the feel of him, always feeling like he was on
fire and the flame would spread to his whole body.

It felt like his blood would start boiling any minute.

Taeyang was part of him, was molded into him.

Jiyong arched his back when Taeyang hit his spot.

Legs came up to wrap themselves around lean hips. Fingers dug
into a muscled back with his hips rising and falling, matching his
punisherʼs rhythm.

Moans, groans and cries could be heard throughout the apartment as
hips moved faster, grinding harder.

Taeyang felt Jiyong tighten around him and groaned out. Looking down
at his lover, he moaned again. He was so y, splayed under him
like this with his body moving with him.

That mouth parted as pants slipped from his red lips. Black hair
fanned out on his bed.

He marked Jiyong deep, and then deeper, always reminding the
boy that he was his, would forever be his.

Taeyang felt wetness between their bodies and knew by the way Jiyong
clenched around him, the way his thighs tightened around his
hips, the way his fingernails scraped up his back, that his
little lover had just reached his .

And with his came a loud, "TAEYANG!!!"

Jiyong's release triggered his own and he released himself, pouring
into Jiyong 's tight heat, his body shaking from the intensity of it.

Taeyang collapsed on top of Jiyong, his breathing coming in sharp
bursts.

Taeyang loved this moment; the moment where everything was raw and
honest.

Feelings were more open and bodies more relaxed.

Taeyang moved to the side of Jiyong, positioning his body where his
legs wrapped around slender legs.

They were chest to chest, stomach to stomach, and thigh to thigh.

Jiyong's head was resting in the curve of Taeyang's arm, his own arms
resting around Taeyang's hips.

Jiyong raised shimmering eyes to Taeyang, "If this is punishment, I'd like some more please."

Taeyang laughed at Jiyong's cheekiness.


Taeyang slid his hand up Jiyong's chest to his neck.

He traced the faint red fingerprints found there, "Are you all
right? I didn't hurt you did I?" Taeyang asked worried as he
remembered how rough he was with the other.

Jiyong smiled, secretly loving that Taeyang would be so worried for
him, "I'm fine Taeyang."

Taeyang lifted up on his elbow, looking down at Jiyong, "I almost
stopped." He muttered.

Jiyong looked at him, his eyes questioning, "Why?"

Taeyang bit his lip before answering, "I saw fear in your eyes Jiyong.
Fear of me. I never want you to fear me. I love you and would do
anything for you." Taeyang leaned down and kissed Jiyong's pouty lips.

"I was never afraid of you Taeyang. I knew you would stop if I
asked you to." Jiyong smiled as he remembered the look on Taeyang's
face when he had approached him with his fantasy.

" Jiyong, you know that I'm happy to do this with you, but, could you
please leave your ex's out of our bedroom?" Taeyang gazed down as

Jiyong bit his lip and then smiled.

"You made me mad, Taeyang. But, you're right. I'll not do that again."

Jiyong snuggled into Taeyang's arms, a contented smile on his lips.

He loved it when Taeyang helped to make his fantasy's come true, no
matter how strange or rough they sounded.

Taeyang laughed, "So do you have another fantasy you want to act
out?"

Jiyong grinned, "I might, sometime in the near future. You just wait
for it."

Taeyang groaned and hugged Jiyong tighter to him.

*~*~*~*~

The three guys in the living room signed in relief when the
sounds ceased coming from their bandmatesʼ bedroom.

"Why do they have to do this? Does Jiyong have some sick need to be
roughed up by Taeyang?" Daesung muttered as he snuggled deeper into
TOPʼs embrace.

TOP chuckled, "This is what works for them. They like doing
it, and as long as they don't go too far with it, I think it's ok
to explore the darker sides of . There's nothing wrong with
it."

Seungri nodded, "Taeyang just wants to make Jiyong happy and this,
for the moment, makes him happy."

Seungri paused as he thought of something, "But, damn it sounds
y to hear them go at it like that. especially the spanking, I want to see Jiyong bending on taeyang's lap while getting his spanked!"

Daesung and TOP looked at Seungri in surprise.

"What? Don't say you don't think the same thing. I see it in your
eyes. We all have a little y in us somewhere."

Quietness settled on the room once again, before moans could be
heard from the leadersʼ bedroom again.

Daesung  groaned, burying his face in TOP's chest. "Not again!"