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Dongrang always had a fascination with K Corp, particularly its medicine and food. 

Food from K Corp was hard to obtain. It rarely kept. 

Medicine, on the other hand…

He kept a whole cabinet of the stuff, coming in all sorts of shapes and sizes. Some came as injectable vials. Others came as liquidy syrup. Most, however, came as little pills. He never took any of them, but simply admired them and would sometimes study the chemicals involved within the drugs within the League’s laboratory. It wasn’t uncommon for him to be hunched over writing compound names and mathematical equations about the makeup of drugs from K Corp. 

A lot of the League found it odd, yet endearing. 

Yi Sang, however, had a secret.

He got off on it.

There were many nights where he would shamefully lay on his bed, fingers dug into himself, twisting and turning as he imagined Dongrang over him. “This should be fun,” he imagined him saying with a sly smile. He brought himself to the edge again and again, imagining the pills kicking in and taking over his mind. Would fog overtake him? Maybe it would be euphoric? Would he even remember anything? The thoughts terrified him and turned him on all the more. “Dongrang,” he whispered to himself each time he masturbated, “Dongrang…”

Impulsively, he asked once about the effects of a drug that Dongrang had been studying. His compatriot continued working whilst he listed the effects, being an antihistamine that also causes delirium and psychosis. It was discontinued in K Corp, and now you had to overdose to get the same effect, though it often circulated around the Backstreets due to how cheap and effective it was. Okay, that one sounded scary. He didn’t like that one.

Then he asked about another pill, this one shaped like a heart. 

“Oh, that?” 

Dongrang smiled.

“That’s an aphrodisiac.”

—

As it turned out, Dongrang found it cute. 

Hot, even.

Yi Sang confessed it to him while over at his place for dinner. He admitted it spontaneously, flushing red from humiliation afterwards. Dongrang giggled at this; it was uncharacteristic for Yi Sang of all people to be embarrassed. They spent what seemed like hours discussing it all until Dongrang admitted he had been thinking of the same thing. As Yi Sang sat on the bed, Dongrang got pills from the cabinet, carefully picking out a handful. When he came out, there were five on his palm.

The first Dongang he showed him was a small red tablet. “This is a truth tablet,” he explained. “It makes it all you speak is the truth. It’s often used in investigations.” This was followed by an explanation for a green and blue capsule, a simple pill that heals the mind and body with the side effect of dulling the mind, then a yellow softgel that relaxes the muscles. He proceeded to show him a… fertility pill? 

“Dongrang, I can’t get pregnant. Remember?”

He laughed knowingly. “Oh, I’m aware of that.”

Weirdo.

“And this,” Dongrang told Yi Sang, pointing to the final pill with that oh so familiar shape, “is the aphrodisiac from before.” 

Already shaking from anticipation, Yi Sang’s palms began to get sweaty while he stared at the pills. 

“Now, that’s all. Is that alright, Yi Sang?”

With a nod, he responded. “It is ideal, yes.”

Dongrang set the pills on the nightstand and reached for Yi Sang’s hand, gripping it tight. “I would never want to hurt you, you know.” His eyes showed a sincerity that he only ever saw him show around animals before they began dating, one of complete devotion and care. “I’m not a doctor, sweetheart.”

“That doesn’t mean I can’t be your patient.”

Excitement creeped up on Dongrang’s face. “My patient, huh…”

“This is something you want to do too, correct?” He seemed eager, though Yi Sang wanted to be certain. This was completely new territory.

With a swallow, Dongrang nodded. “Yes. I…” His eyes flicked up to meet Yi Sang’s. “I need it.”

He had never been more desperate. 

“If you’re alright with it… I’d like to see you drooling and needy for me.”

A breath caught in Yi Sang’s throat.

“I think I would like that too. Please, Dongrang, don’t let me think.”

No more time to waste. 

Soon Yi Sang had swallowed all of the pills with water from Dongrang’s tap, and when he fell back onto the mattress his partner quickly gave into his desires. Kissing him with excited fervor, Dongrang seemed to be in some kind of frenzy. He kissed him again and again, relishing the acrid aftertaste of the pills in his mouth, and it damn — these things worked fast. The haze began to turn in his mind, all worries and depression leaving his body as the fog thickened. It wasn’t scary like he imagined it possibly being. Instead, euphoria overtook him as he hoped. His body relaxed beneath Dongrang’s, and when they finished making out, Yi Sang’s world felt reborn. This was everything he dreamed of, everything he needed. His boyfriend sat above him, staring down. Yi Sang’s eyes met his, the man already panting with some drool trickling down the corner of his mouth. 

“Now,” Dongrang said with a smirk. “What to do first…”

He traced a hand across Yi Sang’s shirt and began to undo the buttons, watching carefully for a reaction. Everything inside of Yi Sang seemed white-hot, overwhelmed by the aphrodisiacs among the other drugs and yearning for Dongrang’s touch. After each button was undone he allowed Dongrang’s fingers to roam his chest, rubbing at each nipple. His mind was blissfully empty, focused solely on what Dongrang gave him with his eyes closed shut. Even through the curling mists he knew for certain he loved this man, that he could never betray him. 

(Ha.)

“Oh, Dongrang,” he droned. “Please…”

“Please what? Sweetheart, use your words.” 

Yi Sang opened his eyes, he became overwhelmed realizing just how handsome Dongrang truly was. Every detail of his face felt perfectly crafted, strands of hair magnificently cut and glasses fitting him perfectly. 

A real angel.

“I want you…” It became hard to hold onto syllables. “I want you inside me…”

“Already?” Dongrang placed a hand on his face. “You’re burning hot. Are you okay?” 

“Yes, I… Haa…” It’s so hot... “I feel… amazing, Dongrang.”

Dongrang chuckled. “Is that so? My my, K Corp medicine works fast.” He stroked Yi Sang’s cheek with his hand more before moving down his leg. Even through his pants, he sensed himself getting wet.

“The muscle relaxants are quite special when combined with aphrodisiacs, Yi Sang.” 

Dongrang’s palm rested between Yi Sang’s thighs. With a groan, Yi Sang threw his head back, legs trembling with anticipation. 

“You’re all loosened up and perfectly wet for me.”

When he pressed on his cock, Yi Sang swore he saw stars like the ones in their hometown.

And Dongrang never looked more beautiful.

“You could take my dick right now. Would you like that?”

“Yes,” Yi Sang whined instantly. The effects of the truth tablet began to show Yi Sang’s true perverted thoughts coming up from the deepest corners of his mind. His face flushed red with embarrassment. “I want you to, wait, wait hold on, aha, — I want you to cum deep inside of me. Fuck me and make me yours, Dongrang.”

…Why is this humiliation working me up?

Dongrang appeared to be genuinely flustered. Then he forced out a laugh. “I… Wow. Haha. I’ve never heard you talk like that, Yi Sang. I suppose truth tablets are truly a magnificent piece of pharmacology.” 

With cheeks dusted red, Yi Sang’s eyes flicked to the side. “...They are.”

“That’s all fine. Lay back and let me take care of you,” he responded, and ah, he finally unzipped Yi Sang’s pants and pulled them off. His underwear were slick with precum. Dongrang had also been kind enough to help him out of them. 

So there he was with only an unbuttoned shirt on, drugged, slightly dizzy, and unbelievably warm. He wished he could help Dongrang with his own clothes, however the drugs weighed him down onto the bed, heavy and relaxed. Tentatively, he raised a finger, only for it to be pushed back by Dongrang’s hand. “Just watch.”

“Yes…” Yi Sang sighed deeply. “Yes, Dongrang…”

“That’s a good boy.” 

Dongrang removed his vest and pants, with Yi Sang catching a glimpse of him in his underwear and swallowing drool at the sight. Dongrang was just as hard as him, and for a moment he impatiently grinded against Yi Sang’s entrance through the fabric and he’s huge, fuck, it's like our first time again with my senses relearning everything about him — “Please,” Yi Sang called out quietly. “Please…”

“Needy, aren’t we?” Dongrang snickered teasingly. 

Yi Sang nodded feverishly, his mouth dry. 

He didn’t even notice Dongrang taking off his underwear until afterwards, when he felt the tip of his partner’s cock against his entrance. He gasped and wrapped his arms around Dongrang’s shoulders, eyes begging him to fuck him stupid. 

When Dongrang slammed into him, pinning his hands down and kissing him deeply, he let out a deep breath and trembled. Yes. Finally…

It was as though he were floating.

As if he could fly.

“Haa… All relaxed yet you’re still so tight.” Dongrang rocked his hips slowly. “You’re beautiful, Yi Sang.”

“Dong — rang…” Words were beginning to leave him. The only one that lingered in his mind was Dongrang, Dongrang, Dongrang… “Dongrang,” he whispered, “Dongrang…”

His beloved buried his face into the crook of his neck, peppering kisses, each one lighting his nerves on fire. “Don’t you feel the fertility pills at work, all exploding inside of you? If it were possible…” He whispered into Yi Sang’s ear. “I’d get you — aha — get you…”

“I already know.” That truth tablet again… “So do it. Get me pregnant, Dongrang.” This was followed by a barely audible “it’s impossible though” dragged out by the medication. Thankfully Dongrang didn’t notice or care. 

“Oh, Yi Sang, please,” He pathetically whimpered, fucking into him feverously.

“I love you, Dongrang.”

“Haha…”

“I love you so much. Please, cum inside of me… I need to be knocked up…” Embarrassment flooded his every vein. Cold and analyzing Yi Sang has been many things in bed, but never a slut. Never like this.

Dongrang was clearly beginning to lose it already, but that sent him over the edge. His thrusts sped up and his lips met Yi Sang’s for a passionate kiss. Using the little potential for movement he had, he touched his cock, beginning to groggily rub at it. 

They parted only for Dongrang to kiss him again. 

“I love you too, Yi Sang.”

Another one.

“Oh, I love you so much…”

He possessively gripped onto Yi Sang.

“Such a good boy for me…” 

Dongrang kissed him again and again until he moaned into Yi Sang’s mouth, slamming down so their hips were flush against each other. As Dongrang came deep inside of him, Yi Sang threw his head back, overwhelmed. His nails dug into his boyfriend’s shirt and soon he finished too, spasming and shaking like he never had before. He never knew he could orgasm so intensely. 

When Dongrang pulled out, a string of cum still connecting him to Yi Sang, he looked sweetly into his eyes. Yi Sang’s eyelids felt heavy as did the rest of his body, and though the drugs wore off after he came, he still felt dizzy and now tired. 

“...I got a little carried away.”

“No, no, it’s fine. I liked it.”

Yi Sang paused.

“Can I… sleep here tonight, Dongrang?”

Dongrang patted his head.

“Of course.”

He hoped such happy days would never end.