Title: Rough Night

Pairing: GDYB

Rating: Smut

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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 fuck 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 sex 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 fucking him!" Taeyang grounded out. "You'd fuck anything with legs, wouldn't you, you little slut."

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 fuck him tonight? Or did you just want to get fucked? That's it, right? You wanted him to fuck you. It doesn't matter to you as long as you get to fuck, right? Well how about this; how about I fuck you."

One of Taeyang's hands left Jiyong 's neck and reached down to undo his pants, pulling his already hardened cock 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 fuck that luscious mouth."

Jiyong shook his head.

He was turned on, 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 cock 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 bitch? 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 thrusting.

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 cock popping from his mouth.

Jiyong smiled evilly, "You bastard." Jiyong licked 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 slut."

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 fucked rougher than this before. Hell, my ex used to slap me when we had sex."

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 fisting 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 slut wants to be fucked 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 naked 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 sex 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. Fuck 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 ass 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 butt.

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

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 slut."

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

The more Jiyong moved in protest, the harder Taeyang spanked him, and the more turned on 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 asshole!" 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 slutty boyfriend for his whoring ways, of course I'm enjoying it." Taeyang lifts a finger to mouth and sucks on it as he slaps the reddened ass 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-cum from Jiyong sliding down his leg, and knows that Jiyong is close to cumming.

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 cumming.

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 ass 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 dildo 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 dildo 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 slut."

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 thrust 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, thrusting inside him was enough sometimes to have him cumming; 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 sexy, 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 orgasm.

And with his orgasm 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.

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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 sex. 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 sexy to hear them go at it like that. especially the spanking, I want to see Jiyong bending on taeyang's lap while getting his ass 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 pervy 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!"