31*

It couldn't get more arousing than this—no matter how many times he took this man, the hunger never dulled.

Zion's crimson eyes scanned over every inch of Suga's body, drinking in the way his breaths came in soft, sweet gasps. He withdrew his fingers, guiding the head of his cock to Suga's rim, but he didn't push in—not yet. He teased, nudging just the tip inside, and Zion smirked as it twitched and clenched around him, practically begging him to thrust deeper, faster.

Still, he needed to be certain.

"Suga… Do you recognize me? Answer me…"

As he asked, Zion dipped his face closer, gently grasping Suga's jaw to tilt his head straight, forcing their eyes to meet. Suga's gaze was hazy at first, darting unfocused, but when Zion's thumb slipped in to press against his tongue, Suga's brow furrowed, and he weakly locked eyes with Zion.

"Hey, do you still know who I am? Don't you dare imagine another alpha while you're with me."