Guns Drawn Part 2
Title: Guns Drawn 2/2
Author: grace_down
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: G-T.O.P
Author's note: This is the second part of my sequel to racquelle2005's awesome fic Smoke & Mirrors Part one is here.
Summary: Just another patron at the club Jiyong bar tends turns out to be something more.
Seunghyun led Jiyong up the elegant marble steps in his home upstairs and opened the door to a large but impersonal room. Jiyong stepped inside and the large oak door shut behind him. He could hear Seunghyun's foot steps growing softer as the man traveled down the hall way to his own room. Jiyong climbed into the large King sized bed and settled himself among the large plush pillows before drifting off to sleep. When he woke up he could make out voices out side his door. He opened it and peaked out seeing Seunghyun talking to three other men.
"T.O.P this deal has got to go through otherwise the whole operation is in jeporady." One man said a hint of desparation in his tone.
"I know and I've taken every precaution to ensure it all goes according to plan." Seunghyun replied placing a hand on the man's shoulder.
Jiyong let out a small barely audible cough. But suddenly all three men turned toward him.
"Who's that?" One man asked nervously.
"He owes me money, I'd kill him but I'm selling him to repay his debt." Seunghyun said seamlessly.
The men nodded and one signaled for Jiyong to approach. The man grasped Jiyong by the chin and examined his face. He nodded his approval and let go.
"He'll sell pretty well, he's a bit sickly but sellable, I could put him in an auction next week." The man said never taking his eyes off Jiyong.
"No thanks, the people that attend your auctions are too nice I want him to suffer for his unpayed debt." Seunghyun replied.
"Well I guess this meeting is done." Another man said walking toward the exit.
Once Seunghyun was alone he marched angrily into the room Jiyong occupied. Jiyong took a step away from the man. But Seunghyun continued to approach him. Jiyong backed up as far as he could before bumping into the bed. But that didn't stop Seunghyun's approach he continued until he was pressed firmly into Jiyong's frame.
"Why the fuck were you there? You could have cost me more than your
worth." Seunghyun said leaning into the younger man.
"I just followed your voice." Jiyong explained trying to keep from staring at Seunghyun's sharp jawline as well as keep his blood from rushing downward.
But it was to late Seunghyun regained that same cocky smirk from the previous night. And scanned Jiyong's body. Noting his slightly erect dick. Jiyong cursed his softly thin pajamas.
"I suppose this is another lapse in judgement?" Seunghyun whispered in Jiyong's ear.
Jiyong tensed at the sensation Seunghyun's breath against his ear gave him. He leaned into the other man kissing his collar bone lightly at first but then hungrily. Pulling him down on to the bed on top of him. They moved into each other not wanting to lose the friction between them. Jiyong hastily unzipped Seunghyun's pants and hastily pulled them down. Jiyong worked the mans boxers down and sloppily pumped the other man's cock. Seunghyun rested a hand on the head board to steady himself. When a loud knock came at the door.
"Yo, you in there?" A voice Jiyong instantly recognized questioned.
Seunghyun stood up and zipped his pants up and opened the door. In walked Seungri. He noticed Jiyong on the bed right away and let out a laugh.
"So I guess Cinderella went to the ball last night. Did you ride the prince until midnight?" Seungri mocked.
"That's enough Seungri what do you want?" Seunghyun questioned settling into one of the chairs near the bed.
"I want to know how you got a guy I've been wanting for four years to come home with you." Seungri said eyeing Jiyong.
"That's simple I just didn't have the misfortune of looking like you." Seunghyun said relaxing in the seat.
"That's cold cousin." Seungri said settling against the wall.
Jiyong sat up and looked at the two men trying to find similarities between their faces. "Y-you're cousins?" he asked in disbelief.
They both nodded in confirmation. Seungri was cocky, rude and abrasive. Seunghyun was cocky, charming and compassionate. Jiyong could see the similarities, somewhat. Jiyong climbed off of the bed and grabbed the clothes Seunghyun had given him and went into the bathroom. When he came out fully dressed Seunghyun sat up alarmed.
"You're leaving but we weren't finished." Seunghyun said following Jiyong to the door.
"Sorry your cousin just killed my urge." Jiyong said glaring at Seungri.
"I can get rid of him." Seunghyun whispered taking Jiyong's wrist in his hand.
"No thanks I'll just go." Jiyong said turning the door knob.
"I'll pay you to stay, anything you want."Seunghyun blurted.
Jiyoung grew wide eyed. "You think I'm a prostitute? You're even worse than your dim witted cousin!" Jiyong said walking out of the room and slamming the door behind him. Seungri stood up straight and followed Jiyong out of the house spotting a prime opportunity.
Author: grace_down
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: G-T.O.P
Author's note: This is the second part of my sequel to racquelle2005's awesome fic Smoke & Mirrors Part one is here.
Summary: Just another patron at the club Jiyong bar tends turns out to be something more.
Seunghyun led Jiyong up the elegant marble steps in his home upstairs and opened the door to a large but impersonal room. Jiyong stepped inside and the large oak door shut behind him. He could hear Seunghyun's foot steps growing softer as the man traveled down the hall way to his own room. Jiyong climbed into the large King sized bed and settled himself among the large plush pillows before drifting off to sleep. When he woke up he could make out voices out side his door. He opened it and peaked out seeing Seunghyun talking to three other men.
"T.O.P this deal has got to go through otherwise the whole operation is in jeporady." One man said a hint of desparation in his tone.
"I know and I've taken every precaution to ensure it all goes according to plan." Seunghyun replied placing a hand on the man's shoulder.
Jiyong let out a small barely audible cough. But suddenly all three men turned toward him.
"Who's that?" One man asked nervously.
"He owes me money, I'd kill him but I'm selling him to repay his debt." Seunghyun said seamlessly.
The men nodded and one signaled for Jiyong to approach. The man grasped Jiyong by the chin and examined his face. He nodded his approval and let go.
"He'll sell pretty well, he's a bit sickly but sellable, I could put him in an auction next week." The man said never taking his eyes off Jiyong.
"No thanks, the people that attend your auctions are too nice I want him to suffer for his unpayed debt." Seunghyun replied.
"Well I guess this meeting is done." Another man said walking toward the exit.
Once Seunghyun was alone he marched angrily into the room Jiyong occupied. Jiyong took a step away from the man. But Seunghyun continued to approach him. Jiyong backed up as far as he could before bumping into the bed. But that didn't stop Seunghyun's approach he continued until he was pressed firmly into Jiyong's frame.
"Why the fuck were you there? You could have cost me more than your
worth." Seunghyun said leaning into the younger man.
"I just followed your voice." Jiyong explained trying to keep from staring at Seunghyun's sharp jawline as well as keep his blood from rushing downward.
But it was to late Seunghyun regained that same cocky smirk from the previous night. And scanned Jiyong's body. Noting his slightly erect dick. Jiyong cursed his softly thin pajamas.
"I suppose this is another lapse in judgement?" Seunghyun whispered in Jiyong's ear.
Jiyong tensed at the sensation Seunghyun's breath against his ear gave him. He leaned into the other man kissing his collar bone lightly at first but then hungrily. Pulling him down on to the bed on top of him. They moved into each other not wanting to lose the friction between them. Jiyong hastily unzipped Seunghyun's pants and hastily pulled them down. Jiyong worked the mans boxers down and sloppily pumped the other man's cock. Seunghyun rested a hand on the head board to steady himself. When a loud knock came at the door.
"Yo, you in there?" A voice Jiyong instantly recognized questioned.
Seunghyun stood up and zipped his pants up and opened the door. In walked Seungri. He noticed Jiyong on the bed right away and let out a laugh.
"So I guess Cinderella went to the ball last night. Did you ride the prince until midnight?" Seungri mocked.
"That's enough Seungri what do you want?" Seunghyun questioned settling into one of the chairs near the bed.
"I want to know how you got a guy I've been wanting for four years to come home with you." Seungri said eyeing Jiyong.
"That's simple I just didn't have the misfortune of looking like you." Seunghyun said relaxing in the seat.
"That's cold cousin." Seungri said settling against the wall.
Jiyong sat up and looked at the two men trying to find similarities between their faces. "Y-you're cousins?" he asked in disbelief.
They both nodded in confirmation. Seungri was cocky, rude and abrasive. Seunghyun was cocky, charming and compassionate. Jiyong could see the similarities, somewhat. Jiyong climbed off of the bed and grabbed the clothes Seunghyun had given him and went into the bathroom. When he came out fully dressed Seunghyun sat up alarmed.
"You're leaving but we weren't finished." Seunghyun said following Jiyong to the door.
"Sorry your cousin just killed my urge." Jiyong said glaring at Seungri.
"I can get rid of him." Seunghyun whispered taking Jiyong's wrist in his hand.
"No thanks I'll just go." Jiyong said turning the door knob.
"I'll pay you to stay, anything you want."Seunghyun blurted.
Jiyoung grew wide eyed. "You think I'm a prostitute? You're even worse than your dim witted cousin!" Jiyong said walking out of the room and slamming the door behind him. Seungri stood up straight and followed Jiyong out of the house spotting a prime opportunity.