"Inside the Ring' 🔞
Moonlight poured through the windows, casting a glow over Ren and Leo as they lay close together on the bed.
Ren's eyes were fixed on the moon, staring at it intently, but his mind drifted back—way back—into Leo's past. Years ago, in Leo's story.
He turned his body slightly onto one arm. Leo did the same, and their gazes met.
Leo gently reached out and touched Ren's face, pulling him out of his thoughts.
"I'm sorry if I spoke without thinking," he murmured.
"I didn't mean to."
Ren looked deep into his eyes and felt as if he could see the pain of Leo's past reflected inside them.
Without hesitation, he pulled him into an embrace.
"Don't worry, baby. I've forgiven you.
Don't say another word."
Leo was left surprised by that reaction. It didn't make sense to him at all.
At that moment, Ren should have been furious — yelling, maybe even grabbing Leo by the throat.
And yet, strangely… none of that happened.
"Ren… are you okay?" he asked, suspicion in his voice.
"Hmm, I'm perfectly fine," Ren replied, leaning in to kiss his forehead.
Leo pulled back slightly.
"Tell me the truth. You don't seem the same. What's going on?
I don't want you to lie to me."
Ren gathered himself for a moment, then spoke calmly, careful not to raise any suspicion.
"I'm fine. I just don't want to scold you today.
I'll have other days for that."
He paused briefly before continuing, his tone steady.
"Still, I told you before — you should talk to me before making decisions.
Especially big ones. And especially when they involve the people close to me. Okay?
Leo nodded, immediately agreeing that from now on he would discuss everything with him before making such a move.
"Then… you'll let me be Nela's sponsor?" he asked right away.
Ren gently stroked his hair.
"Nela already has a sponsor."
"Really?
Who is it?" Leo asked, surprised.
"Hmm… it's actually the person right in front of you,"." -Ren was smiling — and now, even his eyes were.
Leo's eyes flicked over him, quick and sharp, trying to tell if Ren was lying on purpose—just to stop him from becoming Nela's sponsor.
"Are you messing with me?"
"No. Why would you think that?"
Leo froze for a moment.
"Ren… y-you're telling me the truth?
Or are you just playing with me?"
"How do you even think that? Could I lie about something like this?"
Leo stayed silent, not saying a word.
"But it wouldn't be so bad if she had two sponsors," Ren added, lightly brushing his lips against his.
Now Leo was convinced Ren wasn't lying. He took a deep breath.
"Why haven't you told me?"
"Hmm… since you never asked," Ren replied immediately.
Leo met his gaze and knew Ren was teasing him with his words.
"Then… if I ask you something, will you give me the truth?"
Ren brushed his lips lightly.
"Mmm… depends on the question these lips will ask. But if you try…"
"Spill it.
Does Nela, or anyone else, know you're her sponsor?"
"No," Ren replied right away.
"And I don't want them to ever find out."
"Why? Why shouldn't they know?"
""No reason. I just don't want them to know.
I like helping them… quietly."
Leo thought for a moment, and that answer pleased him more than he expected.
Ren did nothing to impress, and that was exactly what Leo loved most about him.
"Okay… then let me ask another question.
Tell me—where were you that night?
You said you went out with Han for a drink, right?"
"I know where you were, and I get why you lied… but I can't let this slide without talking it through," Leo thought, waiting to see what Ren would come up with next.
Jin had indeed mentioned that he had some info about him and Smart, but Ren thought it was basic stuff—what kind of work he did, who he lived with, his circle, his family… that was it.
Ren never imagined that Jin could be crazy enough to know every little move of Smart's life.
And even more, that Jin could follow him step by step, like some kind of obsessed stalker.
Ren took a deep breath and decided to tell part of the truth, leaving out the details.
"Sorry I lied to you.
That night, we were all together.
And Smart didn't want Jin to know, so that's why I didn't tell you."
Leo hadn't expected Ren to admit the truth, but he still had to act like he didn't know anything.
"You think Jin doesn't know about this?
He's always aware of everything you guys do…" he wanted to say, but he couldn't.
He placed his hands on Ren's cheeks.
"Why would Smart do that?"
"I think he's scared of him," Ren said softly, smiling to close the topic.
Leo smiled back and decided to let it go, not wanting to dig any deeper or ask more questions.
"Okay, baby… I'll forgive you this time.
But there can't be a next time.
I don't want you lying to me again—okay?"
Ren kissed his forehead.
"No worries. I won't do anything to upset that cute face in front of me.
Now relax… and get some sleep.
You haven't rested properly all week, taking care of me…"
Ren held him close in his arms, squeezing tightly, as if someone could come and snatch him away.
✧ — ✧ — ✧
Smart and Jin were still on the first floor.
Smart moved quietly, his eyes scanning every corner with care, taking in every detail, until he reached a tucked-away section of the house.
He opened the door and switched on the soft lighting, revealing a small gym.
Minimalist equipment, chosen with precision, and the glow of LED lights gave the space an effortlessly cool vibe.
"Woe," he whispered, awed, stepping further into the room, letting the space surround him.
A little further in, his gaze landed on a small, cozy, modern boxing ring. Without hesitation, he walked straight toward it.
He immediately grabbed a pair of boxing gloves lying there, stepped into the ring, and began throwing a few deliberate moves, as if sparring with someone.
"But what doesn't make sense to me," he said, "is—you told me you've never brought anyone else here!
So… what's this ring for? Sparring with yourself?
Or were you lying to me before?"
Jin smiled, then stepped into the ring alongside him.
"You get curious like this often?"
"Hmm… if I say yes… there's nothing wrong with being curious about my own stuff, right?"
"Your stuff? What's your stuff?
Can you tell me? I want to hear it," Jin said softly, letting out a warm breath into the air, teasing Smart a little.
Smart lightly jabbed him on the arm.
"Answer the question I asked… or else," he said, deliberately pausing, letting Jin feel the tension.
"Or else what?"
"Don't leave sentences half-finished… you know I hate that."
Smart leaned in close to his lips, his gaze locked on Jin's without breaking.
"Or else… someone's sleeping alone tonight."
Then he leaned back, laughing softly.
"Hmm… my babe wants to play and be spoiled," Jin thought, stepping closer. "Ask me… whatever you want to know."
Smart's eyes flicked quickly to Jin's.
"How many people have you brought here?"
"Hmmm… just one," Jin answered calmly.
"Jin… don't actually make me hit you," Smart's voice rang, somehow both cute and strong at the same time.
"I'm telling the truth—"and if you don't believe me, go ahead… hit me for real, like only you can!" Jin laughed, watching the cute expression on Smart's face in that moment.
In Smart's mind, a flood of possibilities appeared—how many people could Jin have brought here?
That ring… he couldn't have used it just with himself, or even with only one person. There was no way Jin was telling the whole truth.
Jin noticed Smart's thoughts spinning and didn't want to pressure him further.
He grabbed Smart by the waist, pulling him close.
"Just one person… and that's you," Jin said, kissing him quickly and softly on the lips.
"Jin… who else have you used this ring with?" Smart asked again, restless.
"Who else? Leo," Jin replied.
"I told you from the start… only Leo has stepped foot in this house.
Don't you trust my word?"
Smart smiled and pushed him lightly.
"Then why let me think all those silly things when you could've just answered me from the start?"
After realizing you wanted to play with me, and thinking, why shouldn't I play with you too, Jin raised an eyebrow.
Smart turned his back, pretending to be annoyed, but Jin wrapped him from behind and whispered softly:
"Why are you so cute when you get jealous?
Can you stop driving me crazy like this?"
Smart couldn't hide the pleasure that crossed his face in that moment and let out a soft, sweet smile.
But… if I want to drive you completely crazy… then what? What happens next?
Jin simply couldn't resist that sexy provocation. In one swift move, he spun Smart around and pinned him against one corner of the ring.
Smart's back pressed to the corner, his hands resting on the ropes above.
The position made him look so tempting that Jin's eyes couldn't help but scan him all over.
Jin stepped closer, placing one hand on Smart's stomach to keep him pressed against the corner.
"What are you doing? Don't you think you're a little too close?" Smart asked, looking into his eyes, clearly trying to provoke him on purpose.
"Does this feel close to you?"Do you want to know what I call 'close'?" Jin said with a mischievous grin, moving so close that their bodies were nearly touching, no space between them.
"You want this, don't you?
Burning with desire to be completely mine… to make love to me?
Am I right?
Why don't we let ourselves be free and enjoy each other? Let it all go into my hands and I swear I'll make you want even more
Jin's voice grew heavier, his excitement so intense it seemed to have a hand of its own, pressing him tightly and almost suffocating him.
Smart heard every word, a hot wave of emotions coursing through his body.
"You have no idea how much I want you… how badly I'm dying to make love to you all night, without stopping, until I have no strength left," he thought.
"Babe… tell me… you can't wait to be mine." I want to hear it.
"Shhh… quiet! Stop! Or I'll hit you!" Smart took a deep breath.
"Oh… you'd hit me? Babe, are you sure about that?" Jin teased, playful yet sensual.
"Mmm… think I'm joking?" Smart thought, a devilish grin spreading across his face. "I hope you never see the full force of me one day…" His gaze locked on Jin's eyes, unblinking, unrelenting.
"I'd really love for you to hit me… but only one way, right now, in this moment," Jin continued softly, locking eyes with him as he wrapped a hand around Smart's waist, gripping tightly.
Smart was still wearing the boxing gloves, unable to use his fingers. He lowered his gaze to Jin's hands to see how far they'd go, then looped both of his arms around Jin's neck and whispered softly, "Tell me… how do you want me to hit you?"
Jin couldn't resist Smart's cool, sexy stance. He stared, imagining himself taking Smart apart in bed, piece by piece. His thoughts burned hotter and hotter, unstoppable.
"Maybe I need to get inside your head to get an answer," Smart continued, teasing.
"Go ahead… but I promise, you won't come out the same as what you see in there," Jin murmured, excitement thick in his voice.
"So… will I have to wait long for you to tell me?" Smart asked, his voice confident and daring.
"Hmm… I want you to hit me with words," Jin whispered, a soft moan escaping him, "Jin… fuck me."
A faint blush spread across Smart's face, a mix of embarrassment and rising excitement. But it was the rising excitement that was starting to take over him, and Jin knew full well it was only a matter of seconds before Smart would turn into a playful little seductress.
Smart tried hard to resist Jin's provocations, telling himself over and over: *Careful… not tonight! Not now!*
He pulled his hands away from Jin's neck and shoved him forcefully, making it clear his strength wasn't a joke.
"You talk too much!" Smart growled, yanking off his boxing gloves, ready to leave the ring—until Jin grabbed his arm and pressed him back into the corner.
Smart took several quick breaths, almost choking on the emotions that had taken over him.
"Jin… what are you trying to do?"
"Exactly what I should have done a few moments ago," Jin replied, pressing himself even closer against Smart's body.
"W-what is it?" Smart asked again, his gaze locked on Jin's tempting lips.
Jin placed his hands back on Smart's waist and pushed him even harder. His lips found Smart's ear, whispering softly, "Do you want to taste my lips… my tongue?"
Smart felt his body losing resistance, his heartbeat starting to shift rhythm.
"Jin… stop, please… don't start," Smart whispered, barely holding himself together.
But Jin never intended to hold back. How could he, when he was dying to savor every moment? One hand slid gently behind Smart's neck, tugging softly at his hair.
"Babe," he whispered, licking his own lips, deliberately teasing Smart even more.
Smart couldn't take it any longer—his eyes darkened, betraying that excitement had taken full control. He threw one arm around Jin's neck and pulled him close with force.
"Then… stick out that damn tongue and let me taste it," he demanded, his voice low and heated.
"At last, my babe! This is the move I've been waiting for! These are the eyes I want to see every time we're in an intimate moment," he murmured, then stuck out his tongue, drawing it toward Smart's lips.
Smart began to kiss it gently at first, then eagerly, as if he were dying for this very moment.
Jin had been waiting for exactly this and, without a second's hesitation, returned the kiss—deepening it, pulling Smart closer, taking full control.
Neither of them wanted to break away from that kiss, that moment, that feeling that was melting them both entirely.
"Smart… I'm melting for you, babe!" Jin murmured, muffled by Smart's lips, his fingers tangling in Smart's hair.
Smart held his gaze, continuing to kiss him without pause. Heavy breaths and soft moans echoed through the small boxing arena.
Smart immediately placed both hands on Jin's face. He broke the kiss for just a few seconds, gripping Jin by the chin.
"Why are you so damn sexy?"
Jin immediately grabbed Smart's hand, pulling him close and positioning himself at the corner of the ring.
He sat down and then positioned Smart across his lap, pressing him tightly.
Smart met his gaze, then let his eyes wander down to Jin's lips.
"Kiss me," Jin commanded, his voice firm.
Smart obeyed completely, kissing and licking every inch of him. His body writhed uncontrollably against Jin, pressing firmly into his lap.
Those movements drove Jin wild as his hands roamed freely—over Smart's waist, stomach, back, face—before settling on his favorite spot: Smart's ass.
He smacked it lightly, and Smart moaned immediately from the pleasure.
Jin's gaze dipped briefly toward Smart's dick before snapping back up.
Will you let me?" he murmured, pressing hard against Smart's perfectly positioned ass atop his lap, making his back arch in that insanely sexy curve.
Smart bit his lip immediately, words failing him, meeting only Jin's eyes.
With controlled strength, Jin lifted Smart slightly, laid him flat on the floor, and straddled him, settling on top.
Then… silence spoke for itself. "I'll take it," he breathed out.
Smart shivered, completely unable to think straight. He was burning for this moment.
Jin leaned in, kissing him softly—lips, nose, eyes, forehead—and then whispered,
"Just let it flow. Don't force anything. You're not doing anything wrong."
Smart nodded, hands trembling as desire coursed through him.
Jin started kissing him softly on the lips, then tracing his tongue downward toward his throat and licking every inch of it.
His hand was under the hoodie, over his abs, moving up toward his nipple, gently teasing with his finger.
At that moment, Smart shivered all over, his body shifting, and in seconds he tensed up.
Jin leaned in, lips brushing his softly, melting the tension.
"My everything… just chill," he whispered. "Relax. "Nothing happens without your say," he murmured, his voice low. "I promise."
Smart brushed his face lightly, shaking his head and letting out just a soft, "Mmm…"
"My good boy," Jin whispered, sliding down a little.
He lifted the hoodie almost all the way, revealing every inch of Smart's toned abs and chest.
Jin's eyes roamed over that perfect body, burning with desire.
"Fuck… how much longer can I take this?" he thought, lips trailing softly across Smart's stomach, following the rise and fall of his ragged breaths.
Then he moved up, lips landing on his nipple, lingering just enough.
Smart grabbed Jin by the hair, pulling him closer, holding tight.
"Bubu… I'm not okay. Feels like I'm gonna die," he gasped.
Jin wanted to hear that, and without stopping, his tongue moved from one nipple to the other, licking relentlessly.
Smart moaned in pleasure, tugging at Jin's hair.
Jin lowered himself further, moving toward Smart's dick. He placed his lips on it and lightly nibbled over the sweatpants a few times.
Smart felt something building up inside him; the volcano was ready, and he couldn't hold back!
He called out to Jin a few times, moaning, but Jin was so aroused he didn't hear.
Jin continued to place the palm of his hand on Smart's dick, applying a little pressure as he moved.
Smart writhed in pleasure, unable to resist, his strength fading. His thoughts had vanished—until Jin couldn't hold back anymore and slid his hand under the sweatpants.
The moment Smart felt that hand near his dick, his mind snapped back, whispering, "Stop… that's enough… otherwise, you'll end up pinned under Jin's body today."
Immediately, he widened his eyes and placed both hands on his dick, not letting Jin touch it there again.
Jin was enjoying the moment so much that he was starting to lose his mind!
He didn't want to pull his hand away, but seeing the tension Smart was under, he decided to retract it.
He looked into Smart's eyes and softly asked,
"Are you scared?"
Smart darted his eyes, unable to speak.
"I told you—nothing happens until you tell me… Jin, I'm ready for you to have me."
Even though it's hard for me to hold back and control myself right now,
I would never do anything without your consent.
You mean too much to me.
I would never hurt you—ok, babe."
Smart shifted closer and immediately wrapped his arms around Jin's waist, resting his head against his chest.
"Don't ever leave me," he whispered softly, though Jin could feel the faint sadness in his voice.
"Relax, "my breath"—this will never happen. You're mine," Jin replied, kissing the top of his head.
"How could I leave half my soul behind? Don't think about that, okay…"
"Hmm—ok," Smart murmured, staying wrapped around him, unwilling to let go for even a moment.
After a few quiet breaths together, Jin tried to pull away, but Smart held his hands firmly around his waist.
Jin smiled and cupped his face with both hands.
"You know how much I wish we could pick up right where we left off?"
Smart returned the smile, locking eyes with him.
"Mmm—I know… sorry."
Jin brushed his fingers through his hair.
"Come on, let's head to the room and let you rest a bit. You've had a long day and you haven't rested enough."
He took Smart's hand, and together they walked toward the room.
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