“C’mon, Hyunjin-ah, you should smile more.”

Felix holds the camcorder in one hand, while he fucks into Hyunjin in short, harsh thrusts, pushing his body further up the bed against the pillows.

Hyunjin’s face is streaked with tears, body covered in bite marks—deep purple bruises from the night before, yellow and mottled patches from a week earlier. Felix keeps thrusting, relentless. His eyes are focused between Hyunjin’s thighs, watching and recording the way he fucks into him.

The hand holding the camera cuts up quickly, focusing on Hyunjin’s face. He stares at that little red light, licking his lips, trying to muster up a smile. He licks his teeth, throwing his head back, black hair fanning across his face. He breaks out into a grin, even if it doesn’t quite meet his eyes.

“There we go, baby,” Felix croons, “there’s that smile I love to see.”

“Yongb-Yongbokkie,” Hyunjin groans, hands tangling in the sheets, “Yongbokkie, please.”

Felix takes the camera and focuses back on Hyunjin’s red and puffy hole, zooming in up close. “Your hole is so fucking slutty, so fucking hot.” Felix takes a finger from his freehand and pushes it into Hyunjin, right alongside his cock. Hyunjin groans against the added intrusion, fresh tears pooling in his eyes.

Felix can’t miss this. He goes back to recording Hyunjin’s face, the red of his lips, the sweat on his brow, the dip of his collarbones.

“Baby,” he says again, keeping the camera leveled on Hyunjin’s body, capturing everything his eyes see. “You’re so sexy like this. All for me.”

He removes his fingers and grabs Hyunjin’s dick in his hand, jerking him off to completion. Hyunjin can barely get any come out, dick chafed and hurting, spurting out only a few droplets of release.

He cries a little more hand reaching out for Felix. He never stops smiling.

Felix holds his hand, showing the camera their interlocked fingers.

“You look perfect, Jinnie,” he laughs. He zooms in on Hyunjin’s wrecked face. “You were always born to be a star.”