My Slave YAOI chapter 10
Yunho's pov
Early the next morining, I woke up to a sleeping Jaejoong curled around me. He had turned in the night, and was now facing me. Looking at him, I felt a smile come over my face. His knees was wedge between my thighs and he had a arm circling my waist. His head was nestled in the crook of my arm. I let my eyes roam over him. His silky black hair had settled around his head, covering half his face. My eyes lowered to his lips, they were parted and he was breathing deeply in his sleep. He was even more beautiful asleep. Then I thought of last night, and my smile turned into a frown. Not because of the sex, but because of the way I was feeling afterwards. Shaking my head, I knew that I could not fall for him. He's just here for the sex, and that was all. He's just a sex slave, nothing more. Clearing that up in my mind was good, but why did my heart feel so heavy. Like someone just was pushing on it and not letting up. Stupid heart, you'll get over it, I told myself.
Yesterday, I didn't make Jae do anything but get ready for last night. I smiled thinking of the evening before. It had been good. But today was going to be different for Jae. Today, he will start abiding by the contract he signed. I felt Jae move next to me. "Yunnie?" I looked down and saw Jae's eyes on my face. They were sparkling and he wore a half smile. He moved his legs and then I heard him moan. "I hurt." He whispered to me, pouting. "Don't worry the pain will go away when you get up and start moving around." I told him in a cold voice. I needed to set some boundries between my slave and myself. I watched as his smile slowly left his face. "Yunho, are you mad?" He asked me. "Why would I be mad, I got some great sex last night." I told him, moving to sit up and started stretching my body. I watched as he sat up slowly and looked down at his hands. "Great sex?" He asked in a shaky voice. I leaned forward and slid my hand through his hair. "Yes, my sex slave did a good job last night." I told him with a sneer on my face. Jae lifts his head and looks at me with sorrowful eyes. "But he's not being very good this morning. I don't know why he's calling me Yunho." Looking at Jae right in the eye, with a hard frown. I watch as his eyes fill with tears, he lowers his head."I'm sorry o..o..oppa." I hear him whisper softly. Sliding my hand under his chin, I lift his face up to mine. Kissing him on the lips. He was struggling hard not to cry from my harsh treatment. He scooted away from me and got out of bed. Standing there trembling, "I..I'm going to take a shower, oppa." He said in a quierving voice. Without waiting for my reply he left. I sat there hating myself for the hard words that I spoke to Jaejoong, And hating myself even more for the tears he was crying in my bathroom, right at this moment. But I knew there was no other way. I had to let him see the way it was going to be between us. Just sex and nothing else. While Jae was showering I called the garage and told my driver to be ready to leave in about thirty minutes. While thinking of taking Jae to dinner tonight, he stepped through the bedroom door. Looking at him, my breath caught. He black hair was wet and he had droplets of water clinging to his shoulders, chest and belly. The towel wrapped around his slim hips was small, barely covering him. He still wore a frown and his big brown eyes had lost thier sparkle. "I need to go home and get a clean school uniform." He muttered to me walking over to his discarded clothes and started dressing. Making my way to the shower, "That's fine, we have enough time before school starts." I tell him before going through the door to the bathroom.
Jaejoong's pov
Opening my eyes, I look up and see Yunho gazing at me. Laying there for a few moments, I thought back to last night. Yunho had been so caring and made sure I enjoyed it too. I smiled remembring, I think I fell in love last night. I just wonder how he feels aboout me. "Yunnie?" I whispered his name. I feel so good inside, I wondered if he can see it. I moved my legs a little to rub against him and was surprised at the sharp pain that shot through me. I had felt a slight touch of pain laying there, but I didn't know it would get worse if I moved. I cried out from the pain, and Yunho looks at me with unfeeling eyes and told me the pain would go away when I start to move around. I was shocked at his tone of voice, like he didn't care if I was hurting or not. So different from the caring man last night. I was thinking that maybe I did something wrong. I asked him if he was mad, he gave me a blank look. "Why would I be mad," he say's," I got some great sex last night." I couldn't look at him anymore. I looked down at my hands. So that was all that was last night, great sex. That was all it was to him. "Great sex", I whispered. folding my hands tightly in my lap to keep from hitting him, I was so mad and hurt. I felt his hand in my hair, running his fingers through it's lenght. He said,"My little sex slave did a great job last night," and I felt my eyes stinging. It felt like someone had took a razor blade to my heart. Raising my face up to his, "But he's not being very good this morning, I don't know why he keeps calling me Yunho." He told me with a frown, and I felt my stomach churning. I knew I had to get away from him. I had to get away now! I felt the tears coming to my eyes, and I lowered my head. Hating it, but saying it,"I'm sorry o..o..oppa." The word tasted like dirt on my tounge. I never knew I could detest a word so much. Keeping a hold on my merging emoitions, I left the bed and told him I was going to go take a shower. Leaving him there, I made my way to the bathroom.
Barely making it in and closing the door, I leaned against the door and let the tears flow. I never knew anyone could be so coldhearted, so cruel. I guess I was the only one feeling anything last night. I'm so naive, so stupid. Obviously, last night meant nothing to him. Walking over to the showeer, I turned on the water and stepped in, letting the water wash away any trace of my tears. Kim Jaejoong, you need to snap out of it! You need to be feeling the same way he feels. It was nothing but sex. You need to remember that. Don't attach any strings to this, just have fun. Harden your heart against any feelings that you may have for him. Because it will be you getting hurt in the end. IT WILL BE YOU GETTING HURT IN THE END AND NOT HIM!!! Washing up, then rinsing off, I turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. Wrapping a towel around my waist, I left the bathroom. I pulled back my shoulders and stood tall. I'll not let him see me weak again and told Yunho I needed to go home for a clean school uniform. Plus I needed some comfort around me for a few minutes. I walked over and got dressed. Yunho headed for the shower saying it was fine by him, like he didn't care if I had on clean clothes or not. Well at least I now knew how he felt about me.
At Jae's house
I went upstairs and changed. Needing the silence of my room, I sat on my bed. Then the shame of what I did tried to come over me. NO! I will not be ashamed. There's nothing to be ashamed of. I will take what I can from this, what pleasure I can get and enjoy it. Yes, that's what I'll do. With that thought I get up and go back downstairs. Walking into the livingroom, I heard my omma say, "Thank you, Mr Jung. That takes a lot off my mind." She was smiling sweetly at him. Yunho? When did he come in? And why is my mother thanking him? I walked over to my mom, with the question on my lips, but it was answered before I could ask it. "Jaejoong, dear. Tommorrow your appa and I have to go to Europe for six months. His company called him to work there until someone can be brought in, ok. I was worried about you, but thankfully Mr Jung has eased my mind. Tonight,after school, you need to come home and pack your stuff. You'll be staying with Mr. Jung until we get home." My mother took me by the hand,"You need to thank him, dear, for being so generous." I looked from my mom to Yunho, stunned. "What." Yunho smirked, "Yeah, you need to thank me, Jae." Slowly it dawned on me what my mom just said."Move... in... with... Yunho?"I asked like an idiot. My mom was glaring at me."Yes, Jaejoong, now thank him." She hissed. My eyes moved to Yunho's, he lift's an eyebrow at me waiting. "Th..Thank you, Yunho." My face turning red at the thought of having to live with him, and being his sex slave. "Come on Jae, it's time to get to school." He laughs as he takes my hand and pulls me from my safe zone, my home.