Upon arriving home, Aziel was still trembling. The calm light of the apartment stood in stark contrast to the nightmare they had left behind on the street. Sojin's white shirt was stained with fresh blood spots that had already begun to darken. He was silent, but the wild energy with which he had struck the men just a moment ago could still be felt in his movements.

— Go to the bathroom, I will help you, — Aziel whispered, taking Sojin's hand.

​In the bathroom, heat and steam quickly filled the space. Aziel unbuttoned Sojin's shirt with trembling fingers. As the clothing fell to the floor, Aziel saw Sojin's perfect body, covered with several old scars and that famous snake tattoo, which now, on his damp skin, seemed to come alive. Aziel took the sponge and began to carefully wipe the blood from Sojin's shoulders and chest.

— This isn't your blood, but it's terrible nonetheless, — Aziel said, looking up.

​The heat and steam in the bathroom seemed to soften the horror of the street. Aziel wiped the last trace of blood from Sojin's shoulder with the sponge, took a breath, and said in a low voice:

— The water is ready, you can bathe.

​He was about to leave, but Sojin suddenly grabbed his wrist. His gaze suddenly changed, becoming unusually soft and even a little "frightened."

— Don't go... — he whispered. — I... I'm afraid to bathe alone.

Aziel froze, not understanding how a man who had brutally beaten five people just minutes ago could suddenly be afraid of water. But seeing Sojin's pleading eyes, he decided not to resist.

​Aziel approached, carefully unbuttoned Sojin's trousers with his fingers, and helped him take them off. Sojin was left only in his underwear. Aziel turned his gaze away, waiting for Sojin to finish on his own, but the latter suddenly sighed:

— My back hurts intensely, dongsaeng, — he used that word, emphasizing Aziel's duty to be caring. — I find it difficult to bend down, please help me take this off too.

*dongsaeng - younger brother

​Aziel looked at him with an angry gaze. He understood perfectly that Sojin was simply playing with his conscience, but Sojin's "poor" and pleading gaze was unyielding. With a heavy sigh, Aziel bent down and finally undressed him completely.

​Sojin slowly entered the bathtub and positioned himself in such a way that a dazzling sight opened up before Aziel. Through the clarity of the water, his muscular body, his arm covered in tattoos, and his rounded, firm buttocks partly out of the water were visible. Sojin turned his head and said again in a "frightened" voice:

— Dongsaeng, I'm still afraid... come into the water.

​Aziel understood the rules of the game. He undressed and then slapped Sojin's buttock with all his might. The loud and ringing sound of the strike echoed in the bathroom. Sojin's skin instantly turned red; he winced from pain, and his eyes even grew moist.

— Why are you treating your hyung like this? — Sojin asked in a pitiful voice.

— This was the punishment for the dressing room, — Aziel said firmly.

​Sojin pretended to be offended, but Aziel did not back down. He delivered a second blow, this time even stronger and to the other buttock. Sojin could not restrain himself and jumped up in the water from pain, covering his buttocks with his hands.

— And what was this for? — he cried out.

— This was for your lie about being afraid to bathe alone, — Aziel smiled triumphantly.

​Sojin suddenly began to laugh loudly; he realized his cunning had been exposed. But when he raised his head and his gaze slid toward Aziel's body, he saw that the latter's member was already fully aroused and hardened. Sojin's gaze instantly became confident and predatory.

— Well then, hyung can wait a long time for his beloved dongsaeng... but the water has already warmed up, — he said, looking at Aziel with an insolent smile.

​Aziel carefully slid into the water next to Sojin. He thought he would start "tearing into" Sojin right now, taking revenge for all his jokes and lewdness, but Sojin's behavior changed abruptly. The cunning smile disappeared from his face, giving way to a kind of heavy, almost icy seriousness.

​Sojin took the showerhead and, without saying a word, held it over Aziel's head. Warm water flowed over Aziel's face and shoulders, but Sojin's gaze was fixed on only one point. He generously poured shampoo onto Aziel's long, silky hair and began to wash it. His movements were not rough, but a suppressed anger could be felt in them.

— That scum touched your hair... — Sojin said in a husky, almost low voice, and his hands tightened on the back of Aziel's neck for a moment. — He breathed in their scent. I want to erase every trace of him from you.

​Aziel was silent. He saw Sojin's angry face, furrowed brows, and compressed lips. Sojin washed his hair with such meticulousness as if it were a sacred ritual. At that moment, Aziel realized that for Sojin, this wasn't just jealousy; it was a fierce possessive instinct. When the hair was finally clean, Sojin turned off the water but did not remove his hands. He pulled Aziel's wet hair back with his fingers, forcing him to look into his eyes, which now shone not with anger, but with wild desire.

​Aziel could no longer bridle the fire ignited within him. He moved sharply toward Sojin and kissed him frenziedly. At the moment of the kiss, their bodies merged with such intensity as if they were trying to melt into one another. Aziel felt the warm touch of Sojin's firm and throbbing member against his own; under the water, that friction felt even more sensitive and electric. Sojin did not hesitate; he slid his strong hand down through the water and found both of their aroused members. Aziel brought his hand close, and their fingers intertwined, creating a shared grip. They began to stroke their members together with rhythmic movements, holding them firmly against each other. With each movement, Aziel felt the warmth of Sojin's skin and the friction between the members. That simultaneous stroking was maddening; they felt not only their own pleasure but also every shudder and throb of the other's body. Aziel slid his other hand along Sojin's wet back, went down toward the buttocks, and carefully but confidently inserted one finger into Sojin's anus. Sojin bit Aziel's lip during the kiss from the sudden pain and pleasure, then his head fell weakly onto Aziel's shoulder. When Aziel added a second finger, Sojin's body flushed, and he began to groan loudly. Aziel accelerated the movements, and Sojin, unable to endure any longer, released his seed from the pleasure.

​Aziel slowly removed his wet fingers from inside Sojin, approached his ear, and whispered with warm breath:

— You are only mine, Sojin... do you hear? And I am yours. — He lightly bit Sojin's earlobe, then added a dominant tone to his voice. — And now, turn around. Take the same position you were lying in a moment ago.

Sojin looked at him with a skeptical gaze.

— Don't be afraid, I won't strike you this time... I promise. Just turn around and submit to me.

​Sojin laughed and obeyed. Before Aziel opened the tempting sight of Sojin's reddened buttocks and contracting anus. He began to play with the opening with his tongue while firmly opening his cheeks with his hand and stroking Sojin's member. Sojin no longer controlled himself:

— Take me, Aziel, I can't take it anymore... — he pleaded.

Aziel raised his head and, pushing four fingers in at once, drove Sojin to madness.

— Ask me properly, — Aziel whispered with a cunning smile, — ask as the younger asks the elder to give him a toy.

​Sojin was angry, but his body was stronger than the desire. Aziel removed his fingers from Sojin's wet and warm body with a sharp movement. Sojin felt that emptiness and involuntarily sighed, stretching forward with his body.

— Well, I'm waiting, — Aziel said, standing with folded arms and looking at Sojin with a dominant gaze. — Ask me as you should.

​Sojin's face darkened with anger; he clenched his teeth. His pride did not allow him to surrender so easily, but his body was no longer his own. Aziel stood behind him and carefully observed the scene. He saw how Sojin's anus, deprived of the touch of fingers, began to spontaneously contract and widen. It was as if it lived its own life, pleading and calling for Aziel's firm member with rhythmic movements. It was such a tempting and sincere sight that Aziel held his breath for a moment.

​However, Sojin was silent, breathing only heavily and huskily. Seconds passed that seemed like an eternity. Aziel, seeing Sojin's persistence but also feeling the uncontrollable desire of his body, grew tired of waiting.

Suddenly, without any warning, Aziel struck Sojin's reddened buttock cheek hard. The ringing sound filled the bathroom, and Sojin's body shuddered from the unexpectedness and the newly ignited pain.

— You... you promised... not to hit, — Sojin whispered with a trembling voice, turning his head with tearful eyes.

— Such methods are mandatory for educating bad children, — Aziel replied cold-bloodedly.

​Sojin decided to take revenge: he began to pleasure himself, inserting his fingers into himself and looking passionately into Aziel's eyes. That was the last straw. Aziel began to deliver strong blows to Sojin's buttocks one after another.

​Tears rolled down Sojin's cheeks from his eyes; he could no longer hide his weakness. He began to plead in a low, humbled voice:

— Aziel... please, end it, that's enough... come to me... — he stammered, but for Aziel, it was not yet enough.

​Aziel, seeing Sojin in such a helpless state, did not calm down but grew even more enraged. A kind of wild power had awakened in him. He sharply grabbed Sojin's neck, squeezed firmly, and pulled his head back with force so that Sojin was forced to arch his back.

— What are you saying? I don't hear you. Whom are you addressing, Sojin? — Aziel whispered right into his ear, while with his other hand, he began to stroke Sojin's hardened member with rough and rapid movements.

Sojin tried to catch his breath, but from the squeeze on his neck and that fierce stroking, his brain was completely turning off.

— Hyung... — finally panting and shouting, it burst from Sojin's mouth, — Hyung, please, possess me, I'm dying... Hyung, take me right now...

​Aziel smirked with satisfaction.

— There, you see that you can be a good boy, — he said and, letting go of Sojin's neck, firmly grabbed his broad chest with his hands, directed his member with the other hand, and with one powerful, merciless thrust, plunged into Sojin's wet and dilated anus.

​Aziel felt every shudder of Sojin's body. He held Sojin's chest firmly with his hands, squeezing and pulling the nipples with his fingers. The water in the bathtub was turbulent, rising with every movement and spilling over the sides onto the floor.

— Hyung, harder… it's so good… — Sojin's voice was breaking; he no longer tried to act proud. Saliva flowed slowly down his chin, and his eyes rolled back in pleasure, seeing only the misty ceiling of the bathroom.

​Aziel was going crazy at the thought that this powerful man was now kneeling under him, shouting "Hyung" and thanking him for every thrust. He sank his teeth into Sojin's wet shoulder, leaving bruises and bleeding marks, and accelerated the pace even more.

— I love you, Sojin… — Aziel groaned, feeling the peak of pleasure gathering in his lower abdomen.

When the climax arrived, Aziel plunged into Sojin one last time with all his might and, with a loud groan, erupted his seed inside him. Sojin also could not resist; he released his seed with a shout, which began to spread in the water like white clouds.

​Aziel slowly removed his member from Sojin's anus and saw how much it had dilated and reddened from its size. The white liquid slowly began to flow out, creating a magnificent and tempting image.

​They moved to the bedroom.

— Now tell me, who possesses you, Sojin? — Aziel whispered, pulling his wet hair back forcefully and forcing him to look at the ceiling.

— Hyung... it's you... Aziel... — Sojin stammered, barely catching his breath. — Please, don't stop... deeper... I want to feel you inside me until the end.

— See how beautiful you are in my bed, — Aziel continued, firmly embracing Sojin's broad hips with his hands.

​That night, the walls of the house seemed to ring with the intense sounds of passion. Every hard thrust of Aziel against Sojin's body resonated in the depths of the room, mixing with Sojin's hoarse and constantly repeating groans. He did not pause, whispering crazy confessions of love into Sojin's ear with every breath, as if he wanted to brand his soul with those words.

Aziel's whispers: He did not pause, whispering crazy confessions of love into Sojin's ear with every breath, as if he wanted to brand his soul with those words.

Sojin, losing his sense of reality, only murmured one thing: "More... it's not enough..."

Their bodies remained intertwined until dawn, until exhaustion and satisfaction finally triumphed over passion.