the cost of life -12-
“Are you sure?” Yunho asked looking worried as he bit on his bottom lip while staring at me as I changed.
“Sure if it makes things easier for you,” I shrugged my shoulders and started brushing my hair.
“But do you want to? No sparring my feelings,” he tried again making me chuckled slightly.
“Yunho, it’s fine! Really I don’t mind,” his shoulders slumped as a defeated look appeared on his face as he turned around.
“Yunho! It’s not like I want to be away from you! Actually I want to see more of you!” he waved his hand dismissing what I said as he fell onto the bed and rolled to his back.
I sighed while walking over to him and crawled on the bed to straddle his waist.
“Yunho!” he didn’t move away the arm he had flung over his eyes at my approach.
“Master~” I purred running my good hand over his chest with a playful smirk on my lips as his breath hitched.
He peaked out from under his arm with wide eyes, “What are you doing?”
His question made me want to laugh since my action spoke nothing of nothing but my intentions. I licked my lips and let my head fell to the side, “What do you want me to do?”
His eyes lit up before he sat up startling me a bit.
“Really?” I nodded slowly confusion obvious on my face as he wrapped his arms around me and pressed our foreheads together.
“Say you don’t want to serve him.”
I groaned and pulled away my annoyance showing through my voice, “We have been through this.”
I got off the bed away from him and any heavy object that I could throw at him.
I mean seriously! He has been bugging me all day about serving the guest. Why he didn’t want me to do it was beyond me but Yoochun had said it would cause trouble if our guest did not get what he wanted.
I looked at Yunho who was angry as he glowered at me. “What is it Yunho?”
He waved his hand for me to come over. Once I got to him he pulled me roughly onto the bed and was hovering over me.
“Are you giving me attitude?” he asked with a raised eyebrow as he held my hands above my head.
“No master,” I said innocently, bringing my leg to rub in between his thigh. He growled deeply and leaned down to lick my earlobe.
“Well, aren’t you just the little imp,” he growled into my ear making me shivered.
His breath brushed past my cheek as he griped my arms tighter, “Please say you don’t want to go.”
I groaned pushing him off me as I slid down the bed to approach the door, “If I am not mistaken it seems you don’t trust me.” I didn’t look at him as I said that but I could tell he flinched from my tone.
“JaeJoong you know that’s not it,” I heard the bed rustle and then his heavy footsteps toward me.
“Say what you want, I’m still going,” and with that said I grasped the door handle but arms pulled me back slamming me against the door.
“That’s not it,” he growled staring down at me with a heated expression.
I clicked my tongue a few times before pulling away from him, “I have to go.”
I didn’t let him get me for a second time as I slid out the door barely avoiding his arms that were grasping at me.
I mean really? What was his problem?
I let out an uneasy sigh, “Time to visit Junsu.”
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JaeJoong
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"Do not worry about him, he is just being possessive of you that's all," Junsu said reassuring me. "Besides, you are his first slave," he pointed out.
Yes, that was true. I was his first.
"He just doesn't want to share you with anyone else." Even more true. Being pulled out of my own world I started to notice how worried Junsu was. Looking around where ever we went turned into a different hiding place. Yes, it has been another day where we have moved to another place.
This room was messier than the others. I was beginning to be a clean freak and pulled out a cloth from my pocket sleeve to wipe the dust off for Junsu. Junsu had informed me that he had slept in worse places than this.... I dare not imagine... looking around the rodent droppings on the floor accompanied by dust bunnies and spider mates in every inch of this place. This room was filthy! I made a mental reminder to bring a brush with me to clean the next room... I shivered at the thought of how much worse the other rooms could be.
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Yunho
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"Is this room suitable for you Ji-hoon?" The room revealed to him was very high class yet too dark to our liking. The master bed was right in the middle with dark ruby colored drapes that were now drawn up by a golden rope and surrounding the bed was two different fur skin rugs. On the left was a tiger skin rug and on the right a jaguar skin while the draping over the bed covers has buffalo images. Buffalo fur was hard to come by since they were from overseas land but luckily travelers traded these for food supplies. After the general observation of the room the sound of the fireplace crackling from the firewood broke the silence and I could see the displeased look on his face.
"And my servant?" he said quirking one of his eyebrow. I bit back all words restraining from saying 'NO!' and Yoochun answered him instead. "He'll be here shortly after finishing his chores, sir."
I held myself back and settled in shooting Yoochun a shocked look at his lie. Work, my little Jae. Never. --Well.. not really work.. Could it be called work pleasing me?
Once we left Ji-hoon alone to get settled, I pinned Yoochun to the wall, “Do you really want to torture me like this?”
Yoochun looked away and his mouth was set into a frown, “He’s just a slave Yunho. Isn’t he?” He turned with a serious look directed at me causing my heart to stop for a bit.
“T-That’s-“
“Yes Yunho. Just a slave,” he shrugged out of my hold and gave me one long heated look. “We cant mess this up Yunho.. Ji-Hoon wants him.. Then let him have him.”
I watched as he walked away and I ground my teeth together while my fists clenched as his words replayed in my mind.
“Over my dead body,” I seethed.
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Junsu
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I could not help but smirked at Jaejoong's reaction towards the room, covered in dust, rodent drops, and cobwebs which were nothing compared to the wooden floor mat reeked of urine. I felt really guilty when JaeJoong went out of his way to help me, without even asking why I was there for. Bringing me spare cloths and food, I try telling him I can do all these myself and that I have survived this way till now. Something was bugging me in why he kept coming here and several times I woke up to find him there with a candle reading his masters’ old journals.
Sighing to myself silently I rolled out my mat and tossed my lumpy travel sack down to use as a pillow. Some time later when I am alone I will see if there would be any other hidden spots in this room. I gave up counting the number of rooms I have been to once I hit the twenty-third. Sadly that's how far I could count to...
Something really didn’t make sense.. Yoochun, What did he have to do with me?
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Ji-hoon
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Soon, very soon you will accompany my lonely night 'my dear JaeJoong'. Seeing that the helping servant I wished not to have has gently placed my trunk down in front of the bed. Perfect place, nice and dark but not dark enough like the brothel's room. Running my fingers through the soft fur on the bed, so soft, so soft I hope this will please JaeJoong once I have him tonight.
I must be prepared before he showed up and so I waved off the host, "You may leave." As I headed towards the sacks over my trunks I pulled out the stuffs that I only used on JaeJoong and no one else. Just him. Smoothing over the surface to my satisfaction, I laid them out in full view in front of the bed facing the entrance. I hung my own ties around each bed post.
As the sun hung lower in the sky, I nearly completed the transformation of the room to my own liking. Walking over to the window I stared out into the town square at a whole different viewpoint where people were scattered around like cattle.
I sat there until the shadow headed lower and lower and it was nearly sunset. I glanced down at my hands as I saw a familiar illusion where figures appeared before my eyes. The human traffic on the busy streets turned into a horrific battle scene hovering over the buildings behind the wall.
Screaming, howls of pain, begging for mercy from thousands of soldiers of thousands. I saw the fallen men who failed to overtake the enemies’ land. My illusion came to a stop once I heard a knock on my door.
"Sir..." the same servant I dismissed peered inside the doorway.
"Yes?" I answered while wiping my face to shake off my battle thoughts that I thought I overcame. Guess I did not.
"Sir, young JaeJoong is here,” as he opened the door more stepping aside to motion him to come in. My eyes lightened up. 'He's here...' I saw him hesitatingly entered, his big doe eyes widened more when he saw my displays on the bed. "Hello, JaeJoong..."
"M-m-master, Ji-hoon...n-n-nice to m-m-meet y-y-you,S-ss-sir..." he stuttered giving a shaky bow.
I waved at the other servant to leave us so he bowed in respect and closed the door behind him. Not a moment wasted, I approached him fast, like old times and JaeJoong stepped back to have his back met the wooden door while squeaking in fright.
I placed both of my palms on either side of him to keep him caged there. Breathing hot air into his face as he froze in fright, "My, my my, JaeJoong. How dare you catch someone’s eye to buy you."
I traced his jaw line with my nose and inhaled his sweet scent around his neck to finally causing his breath to hitch once I stopped at his sensitive spot. My teeth grazed over the spot as JaeJoong’s hand flew from the door frame to clutch at my robe trying to stop me and tried to move away. I only growled at his attempt to escape by nipping his neck earning a yelp from him.
"You think you can escape from me." It was not a question but a statement as I whispered in his ear, "I told you once before when I heard you tried to escape, run, I will look for you, I will find you." His squeaks picked up more after I laved my tongue over his spot. "You.will.always.be.mine." A suppressed moaned escaped from him.
That did it. Tugging him forward, colliding his body with mine. He whimpered at the hard grinding against the wall. His slender finger slid through the dark silk robe tugging at it. I'll cut out anyone’s tongue for calling Jaejoong an easy whore. Like I said before. He-was-MINE! I HAD HIM FIRST!
The sound of cloth ripping can be heard and soft whimpers escaped from the little one.
-flashback-
"How dare you even consider taking the deal? JaeJoong is not even of age yet!" Junes voiced out, infuriated with her sibling. "He will be next week, what harm could it do pushing him a week ahead with this kind of offer?" Jin shot back in defense.
"How dare you turn him into a brothel slave?!"
"Send JaeJoong to clean Master Ji-hoon's room..." Jin ordered one of the slave as an evil smirk formed on Jin's dark lovely face.
"Yes, Master Jin."
-End of flashback-
Just when things were about to get interesting, he was about to get his submission as always a knock sounded on the door *knock,knock*
"Master Ji-hoon, Mister Jung wishes to speak with you, sir." Growling in frustration he leaned away from Jaejoong, leaving him heaving for air as he rest against the wall for support while the older man still held him by the waist. Ji-hoon looked down at JaeJoong subconsciously rubbing his waist with his thumbs in affection. He caressed the soft skin sending his pet into shivers and leaned in more to those hands causing the semi-torn cloth to be torn further.
JaeJoong was afraid to look directly at Ji-hoon's face .Seeing this he roughly grab him again and bit Jaejoong on the neck drawing out a painful groan and a half muffled moan from him.
He laved at the teeth marks he left making Jaejoong gasped. Then he gently sucked on the skin while drawing the little one’s upper body in for more access before letting go to leave behind a mark, his mark of territory. Looking back down to see the misty sea eyes opened made Ji-hoon satisfied with Jaejoong's full attention and he caressing his face, "We shall continue this some other time, my pet."
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JaeJoong
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I slid down the wall as the Ji-Hoon left, the door shutting behind him.
“What am I going to do,” I whimpered to myself as I looked down on the floor.
It has been awhile since I saw master Ji-Hoon, and I never thought the guest would be him,
I stood up shakily and walked over to the display on the bed, which he must have bought for me.
“JaeJoong” I’m sorry I have to leave for a long time. The next time I see you I will give you something amazing. How about the finest of robes? Does that sound nice?”
I shrugged my shoulders as I laid on my back staring at his smiling face, “Whatever you wish Master Ji-Hoon”
But he actually did. He remembered after all this time because there on the bed was a silky dark blue tunic. I can tell it was made from the most expensive fabric from the land of the east.
I really am in deep trouble now.
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Here it is my dear ones, Sorry for the lateness of it.. Dont have much time as i usually do these days....
Inspiration of the day~
“Sure if it makes things easier for you,” I shrugged my shoulders and started brushing my hair.
“But do you want to? No sparring my feelings,” he tried again making me chuckled slightly.
“Yunho, it’s fine! Really I don’t mind,” his shoulders slumped as a defeated look appeared on his face as he turned around.
“Yunho! It’s not like I want to be away from you! Actually I want to see more of you!” he waved his hand dismissing what I said as he fell onto the bed and rolled to his back.
I sighed while walking over to him and crawled on the bed to straddle his waist.
“Yunho!” he didn’t move away the arm he had flung over his eyes at my approach.
“Master~” I purred running my good hand over his chest with a playful smirk on my lips as his breath hitched.
He peaked out from under his arm with wide eyes, “What are you doing?”
His question made me want to laugh since my action spoke nothing of nothing but my intentions. I licked my lips and let my head fell to the side, “What do you want me to do?”
His eyes lit up before he sat up startling me a bit.
“Really?” I nodded slowly confusion obvious on my face as he wrapped his arms around me and pressed our foreheads together.
“Say you don’t want to serve him.”
I groaned and pulled away my annoyance showing through my voice, “We have been through this.”
I got off the bed away from him and any heavy object that I could throw at him.
I mean seriously! He has been bugging me all day about serving the guest. Why he didn’t want me to do it was beyond me but Yoochun had said it would cause trouble if our guest did not get what he wanted.
I looked at Yunho who was angry as he glowered at me. “What is it Yunho?”
He waved his hand for me to come over. Once I got to him he pulled me roughly onto the bed and was hovering over me.
“Are you giving me attitude?” he asked with a raised eyebrow as he held my hands above my head.
“No master,” I said innocently, bringing my leg to rub in between his thigh. He growled deeply and leaned down to lick my earlobe.
“Well, aren’t you just the little imp,” he growled into my ear making me shivered.
His breath brushed past my cheek as he griped my arms tighter, “Please say you don’t want to go.”
I groaned pushing him off me as I slid down the bed to approach the door, “If I am not mistaken it seems you don’t trust me.” I didn’t look at him as I said that but I could tell he flinched from my tone.
“JaeJoong you know that’s not it,” I heard the bed rustle and then his heavy footsteps toward me.
“Say what you want, I’m still going,” and with that said I grasped the door handle but arms pulled me back slamming me against the door.
“That’s not it,” he growled staring down at me with a heated expression.
I clicked my tongue a few times before pulling away from him, “I have to go.”
I didn’t let him get me for a second time as I slid out the door barely avoiding his arms that were grasping at me.
I mean really? What was his problem?
I let out an uneasy sigh, “Time to visit Junsu.”
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JaeJoong
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"Do not worry about him, he is just being possessive of you that's all," Junsu said reassuring me. "Besides, you are his first slave," he pointed out.
Yes, that was true. I was his first.
"He just doesn't want to share you with anyone else." Even more true. Being pulled out of my own world I started to notice how worried Junsu was. Looking around where ever we went turned into a different hiding place. Yes, it has been another day where we have moved to another place.
This room was messier than the others. I was beginning to be a clean freak and pulled out a cloth from my pocket sleeve to wipe the dust off for Junsu. Junsu had informed me that he had slept in worse places than this.... I dare not imagine... looking around the rodent droppings on the floor accompanied by dust bunnies and spider mates in every inch of this place. This room was filthy! I made a mental reminder to bring a brush with me to clean the next room... I shivered at the thought of how much worse the other rooms could be.
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Yunho
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"Is this room suitable for you Ji-hoon?" The room revealed to him was very high class yet too dark to our liking. The master bed was right in the middle with dark ruby colored drapes that were now drawn up by a golden rope and surrounding the bed was two different fur skin rugs. On the left was a tiger skin rug and on the right a jaguar skin while the draping over the bed covers has buffalo images. Buffalo fur was hard to come by since they were from overseas land but luckily travelers traded these for food supplies. After the general observation of the room the sound of the fireplace crackling from the firewood broke the silence and I could see the displeased look on his face.
"And my servant?" he said quirking one of his eyebrow. I bit back all words restraining from saying 'NO!' and Yoochun answered him instead. "He'll be here shortly after finishing his chores, sir."
I held myself back and settled in shooting Yoochun a shocked look at his lie. Work, my little Jae. Never. --Well.. not really work.. Could it be called work pleasing me?
Once we left Ji-hoon alone to get settled, I pinned Yoochun to the wall, “Do you really want to torture me like this?”
Yoochun looked away and his mouth was set into a frown, “He’s just a slave Yunho. Isn’t he?” He turned with a serious look directed at me causing my heart to stop for a bit.
“T-That’s-“
“Yes Yunho. Just a slave,” he shrugged out of my hold and gave me one long heated look. “We cant mess this up Yunho.. Ji-Hoon wants him.. Then let him have him.”
I watched as he walked away and I ground my teeth together while my fists clenched as his words replayed in my mind.
“Over my dead body,” I seethed.
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Junsu
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I could not help but smirked at Jaejoong's reaction towards the room, covered in dust, rodent drops, and cobwebs which were nothing compared to the wooden floor mat reeked of urine. I felt really guilty when JaeJoong went out of his way to help me, without even asking why I was there for. Bringing me spare cloths and food, I try telling him I can do all these myself and that I have survived this way till now. Something was bugging me in why he kept coming here and several times I woke up to find him there with a candle reading his masters’ old journals.
Sighing to myself silently I rolled out my mat and tossed my lumpy travel sack down to use as a pillow. Some time later when I am alone I will see if there would be any other hidden spots in this room. I gave up counting the number of rooms I have been to once I hit the twenty-third. Sadly that's how far I could count to...
Something really didn’t make sense.. Yoochun, What did he have to do with me?
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Ji-hoon
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Soon, very soon you will accompany my lonely night 'my dear JaeJoong'. Seeing that the helping servant I wished not to have has gently placed my trunk down in front of the bed. Perfect place, nice and dark but not dark enough like the brothel's room. Running my fingers through the soft fur on the bed, so soft, so soft I hope this will please JaeJoong once I have him tonight.
I must be prepared before he showed up and so I waved off the host, "You may leave." As I headed towards the sacks over my trunks I pulled out the stuffs that I only used on JaeJoong and no one else. Just him. Smoothing over the surface to my satisfaction, I laid them out in full view in front of the bed facing the entrance. I hung my own ties around each bed post.
As the sun hung lower in the sky, I nearly completed the transformation of the room to my own liking. Walking over to the window I stared out into the town square at a whole different viewpoint where people were scattered around like cattle.
I sat there until the shadow headed lower and lower and it was nearly sunset. I glanced down at my hands as I saw a familiar illusion where figures appeared before my eyes. The human traffic on the busy streets turned into a horrific battle scene hovering over the buildings behind the wall.
Screaming, howls of pain, begging for mercy from thousands of soldiers of thousands. I saw the fallen men who failed to overtake the enemies’ land. My illusion came to a stop once I heard a knock on my door.
"Sir..." the same servant I dismissed peered inside the doorway.
"Yes?" I answered while wiping my face to shake off my battle thoughts that I thought I overcame. Guess I did not.
"Sir, young JaeJoong is here,” as he opened the door more stepping aside to motion him to come in. My eyes lightened up. 'He's here...' I saw him hesitatingly entered, his big doe eyes widened more when he saw my displays on the bed. "Hello, JaeJoong..."
"M-m-master, Ji-hoon...n-n-nice to m-m-meet y-y-you,S-ss-sir..." he stuttered giving a shaky bow.
I waved at the other servant to leave us so he bowed in respect and closed the door behind him. Not a moment wasted, I approached him fast, like old times and JaeJoong stepped back to have his back met the wooden door while squeaking in fright.
I placed both of my palms on either side of him to keep him caged there. Breathing hot air into his face as he froze in fright, "My, my my, JaeJoong. How dare you catch someone’s eye to buy you."
I traced his jaw line with my nose and inhaled his sweet scent around his neck to finally causing his breath to hitch once I stopped at his sensitive spot. My teeth grazed over the spot as JaeJoong’s hand flew from the door frame to clutch at my robe trying to stop me and tried to move away. I only growled at his attempt to escape by nipping his neck earning a yelp from him.
"You think you can escape from me." It was not a question but a statement as I whispered in his ear, "I told you once before when I heard you tried to escape, run, I will look for you, I will find you." His squeaks picked up more after I laved my tongue over his spot. "You.will.always.be.mine." A suppressed moaned escaped from him.
That did it. Tugging him forward, colliding his body with mine. He whimpered at the hard grinding against the wall. His slender finger slid through the dark silk robe tugging at it. I'll cut out anyone’s tongue for calling Jaejoong an easy whore. Like I said before. He-was-MINE! I HAD HIM FIRST!
The sound of cloth ripping can be heard and soft whimpers escaped from the little one.
-flashback-
"How dare you even consider taking the deal? JaeJoong is not even of age yet!" Junes voiced out, infuriated with her sibling. "He will be next week, what harm could it do pushing him a week ahead with this kind of offer?" Jin shot back in defense.
"How dare you turn him into a brothel slave?!"
"Send JaeJoong to clean Master Ji-hoon's room..." Jin ordered one of the slave as an evil smirk formed on Jin's dark lovely face.
"Yes, Master Jin."
-End of flashback-
Just when things were about to get interesting, he was about to get his submission as always a knock sounded on the door *knock,knock*
"Master Ji-hoon, Mister Jung wishes to speak with you, sir." Growling in frustration he leaned away from Jaejoong, leaving him heaving for air as he rest against the wall for support while the older man still held him by the waist. Ji-hoon looked down at JaeJoong subconsciously rubbing his waist with his thumbs in affection. He caressed the soft skin sending his pet into shivers and leaned in more to those hands causing the semi-torn cloth to be torn further.
JaeJoong was afraid to look directly at Ji-hoon's face .Seeing this he roughly grab him again and bit Jaejoong on the neck drawing out a painful groan and a half muffled moan from him.
He laved at the teeth marks he left making Jaejoong gasped. Then he gently sucked on the skin while drawing the little one’s upper body in for more access before letting go to leave behind a mark, his mark of territory. Looking back down to see the misty sea eyes opened made Ji-hoon satisfied with Jaejoong's full attention and he caressing his face, "We shall continue this some other time, my pet."
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JaeJoong
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I slid down the wall as the Ji-Hoon left, the door shutting behind him.
“What am I going to do,” I whimpered to myself as I looked down on the floor.
It has been awhile since I saw master Ji-Hoon, and I never thought the guest would be him,
I stood up shakily and walked over to the display on the bed, which he must have bought for me.
“JaeJoong” I’m sorry I have to leave for a long time. The next time I see you I will give you something amazing. How about the finest of robes? Does that sound nice?”
I shrugged my shoulders as I laid on my back staring at his smiling face, “Whatever you wish Master Ji-Hoon”
But he actually did. He remembered after all this time because there on the bed was a silky dark blue tunic. I can tell it was made from the most expensive fabric from the land of the east.
I really am in deep trouble now.
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Here it is my dear ones, Sorry for the lateness of it.. Dont have much time as i usually do these days....
Inspiration of the day~
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