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Title:Y.M.C.A
pairings: yewook,shihan, kichul
rating: R
disclaimer: i own nothing and no one.
summary: the YMCA is more than just a place with a swimming pool and climbing wall, and Yesung takes Kibum and Siwon there for a good time.
“What are you doing?” Yesung questioned, taking his eyes away from the busy road in front of him and glancing at Kibum in the passenger seat who kept pulling on the handle and messing with the lock.
“Trying to escape.” Kibum bluntly answered.
“Might as well give up I have the child locks on all the passenger doors.” Yesung smiled as he turned his focus back on the street he was driving on.
“I really don’t think going to a place with a swimming pool, volleyball court and a basket ball court is going to make me forget the last 6 pointless years I was in a relationship with a woman from hell.” Kibum sat sulking in the passenger seat.
“I think its going to be just the place you need to go.” Siwon spoke from the backseat.
“You do?” Yesung questioned shocked by the younger man’s words.
“Of course, it’s associated with Christianity and I think Kibum needs God at this moment.” Siwon replied.
“Siwon, I told you I believe in God I just don’t go to church as often as you try to. And can’t you just understand why I am so bitter? I was in love with someone, I even proposed, I saved seven paychecks to afford the stupid ring and then she said no!” Kibum groaned.
“Maybe, just maybe if you went to church more this wouldn’t have happened.” Siwon offered.
“Are you saying I brought this upon myself?” Kibum turned around in his seat in disbelief.
“Hey guys, no fighting, we are here!” Yesung sang as he turned the car into a rather large and full parking lot.
“Isn’t it kind of late for this place to be open?” Kibum asked suspiciously. It was already 10:30 at night, and the Y.M.C.A. was like a whole family place, where everyone could find something they enjoyed.
“No, not really.” Yesung slipped out of the driver’s door, and then went around opening two doors, one for Kibum to get out through and another for Siwon.
“Come on guys, hurry. I’m already late.” Yesung spoke before briskly walking away from the vehicle, hitting the lock button on his key chain to secure the car doors. The walked into the lit up building, past the receptionist desk which seemed to be unattended.
“Are you sure we are allowed to be here?” Siwon asked as he noticed no one else around.
“Positive.” Yesung responded turning a corner, the place smelt more and more like chlorine the deeper they went in. As they went down the white halls all they could hear was the buzzing of the bright lights above them. Yesung finally stopped in front of a heavy door, “Are you guys ready?”
Kibum and Siwon exchanged glances before giving hesitant nods, the door clearly read ‘employees only.’ But the fact Yesung was allowed in didn’t surprise either of them. While they both had mediocre jobs, Yesung was living the dream as an obnoxiously rich businessman, a C.E.O for some corporation.
Yesung smiled and nodded before pushing the door open using all his strength. A strong smell of perfume immediately filled the hallway and coiled around the young men. Yesung was the first to move inside the others following. It was dark, but not too dark, blue and red lights hanging form the ceiling gave them the ability to see each other and the carpet they were walking on.
They walked down another hallway again for a little while before it opened into a larger room, where a girlish looking man wearing fishnet tights sat on a desk holding a clipboard and a pen. Kibum found himself staring at the long white legs a little longer than he should have.
“Yesung?” The man on the desk questioned as Yesung and the other two continued to approach. “Our number one customer.”
“Heechul, this places number one whore.” Yesung smiled, making the other glare slightly.
“Who do we have here?” Heechul purred, setting the clipboard down and slipping off the desk.
“These are my friends Siwon and Kibum.” Yesung explained,, leaning against the desk. “I’ll pay for whatever they receive tonight.”
“Kibum, tell me. What position is your favorite?” Heechul questioned, rubbing his leg up the younger man’s.
“P-Position?” Kibum stuttered slightly, while trying to keep his cool.
“Yeah, do you like to top or bottom? Because I think I’d really like you inside me right now.” Heechul whispered, licking Kibum’s ear suggestively.
“T-Top? B-bottom?” Siwon’s eyes widened at the words. “I..I thought this was a place of healing and worship! You know, Young Men’s Christian Association.”
“Well it is a place of worship and healing. We heal broken hearts and worship our paying customers.” Heechul spoke, still pressing his body against Kibum. “And YMCA actually stands for Yearning Males Come Alone. It pretty much asks for men to leave their significant others at home while they come here to relax.”
“Get off me!” Kibum hissed shoving Heechul away, as Siwon leaned against a wall breathing heavily, muttering something about ‘this place is a sin hole.’
“Sorry, Kibum just a little bitter after being dumped for a guy with a better job.” Yesung answered Heechul’s unasked questions.
“I’m not gay I don’t know why you brought us here.” Kibum commented, motioning to Siwon who was now rocking back and forth on the ground.
“Everyone likes company, sex and blowjobs.” Heechul commented, “and trust me after you leave here you won’t know what you are. That’s how good I’m going to treat you.”
“Heechul, where is Wookie?” Yesung questioned looking down halls to the left and right.
“Hm, so that’s why you are here.” Heechul rolled his eyes, “You always pick the same whore every time, mix it up once in a while.”
“He knows what I like, plus I don’t have to worry about getting a disease from him.” Yesung replied sharply. Heechul opened his mouth to make a comment but a whiny voice stopped him.
“Heechul, I think I broke a button on this vest.” Ryeowook’s pouting face soon came into view. There was feathers in his hair, and war paint on his face. He wore tight tan pants with a matching vest.
“Teukie is going to kill you, he just finished sewing all those buttons back on.” Heechul scolded approaching the other thin man.
“I know, but-.” Ryeowook fell silent as his gaze met Yesung’s. His cheeks flushed a light shade of pink as he looked away.
“You know what,” Heechul began to tear all of the buttons off, “it looks better without buttons and Native Americans and buttons just seems silly. Plus now it shows your stomach and customers like to see a little flesh before they fully unwrap their present.”
Kibum watched as Yesung slipped in between Heechul and Ryeowook, wrapping his arms around the Native American dressed male. Kibum was surprised by the loving yet hungry look that filled Yesung’s dark eyes.
“Y-You’re e-early,” Ryeowook barely stuttered out.
“I couldn’t wait to see you.” Yesung replied smoothly, letting his finger tips run over the soft feathers. “Why are you dressed like this?”
“A client requested it.” Ryeowook answered in his small voice as he avoided Yesung’s devouring gaze. “H-he likes to role play.”
“Is he a regular customer?” Yesung’s eyes darkened for a second.
“N-no o-of course not.” Ryeowook shook his head all too quickly.
“You wouldn’t be lying to me, now would you Ryeowook?” Yesung questioned tilting the younger man’s head up.
“I-I.” Was all Ryeowook could manage as he found himself caught in Yesung’s gaze. He felt as if he was a mere snake and Yesung was the snake charmer, Ryeowook was ready to do whatever the older man requested of him.
“You are too easy to read.” Yesung whispered his lips pressed against Ryeowook’s ear, letting his hot breath taunt the younger man. Ryeowook’s blushed cheeks turned crimson. “Let’s take this conversation some place private.”
“Room 23 is free.” Heechul informed the two lovers as they made their way down the hall. Heechul was surprised to see Kibum now sitting on the ground next the Siwon.
“Why was he dressed as an Native American, I know he said his client requested it, but I mean why an Native American?” Kibum questioned the slut in front of him, now he was curious about the place.
“Well, we offer six costumes. A Native American costume like you saw, a cop, a biker, a soldier, a cowboy and a construction worker. They are for role playing, either we can dress up or you the clients can, or both if you are into that kind of thing. I myself just prefer to be absolutely butt naked.” Heechul spoke the last word slowly, emphasizing on it for Kibum.
“Holy shit.” Kibum cursed wide eyed ignoring Heechul’s last sentence making the older man pout. “The Village People, the people that sang that YMCA song were telling the truth, that’s what they meant by ‘young man, what do you want to be’ they were talking about role playing and those costumes they wore were a warning! The song was trying to tell the world what the YMCA actually is!”
“Yeah, yeah so what? Who cares what the song is about, right now all that matters is me and you.” Heechul crawled into Kibum’s lap.
“Please get off me,” Kibum asked annoyance strong in his voice.
“P-please take me home!” Siwon pleaded, “I can’t be here.”
“Heechul, you need to move I need to take Siwon home.” Kibum was trying very hard to be polite.
“But you can’t leave, Yesung has the keys and he doesn’t want to be disturbed. But I know someplace Siwon can go to relax, we have a calming garden and I know someone who can accompany him.” Heechul left out the part about the garden only being used to have sex in. People found it kinky having sex outside in with all the flowers.
“I think that’s where I should wait too.” Kibum went to stand up but Heechul pulled him back down.
“Please stay here with me. I promise I wont try anything anymore, I just hate being alone at that stupid desk, welcoming all the customers.” Heechul’s large pout and tight grip made Kibum nod in agreement. He would stay in this sinful building as long as one of them could escape. Also something in Heechul’s eyes seemed to beg for companionship.
“Yay!” Heechul clapped happily, hiding his true intentions. “Hankyung, Hankyung!” Heechul called stopping the foreign looking man who passed through the room. “Take him, to the garden,” Heechul pointed to Siwon.
Kibum watched as the other man’s exotic face twisted into one of confusion. “His Korean is terrible.” Heechul sighed before getting up. He pulled out a small map from. the other man’s pocket, it was a map pf the building. Heechul pointed to a little place in back of the building. Hankyung nodded in agreement before helping Siwon up.
***************Meanwhile in room 23********************
“Why are you so willing to dress up like this for some man?” Yesung questioned, holding Ryeowook against him.
“It’s my job.” Ryeowook whispered, afraid to upset the other man.
“Do I not pay you enough to just be mine?’ Yesung questioned, holding Ryeowook’s chin so he was forced to look at him.
“It’s not that…” Ryeowook didn’t know what to say to make everything okay.
“Do you like dressing up like this and having sex with that other man?” Yesung accused.
“No-”
“Then don’t do it, ever again.” Yesung whispered, before bringing his lips to Ryeowook’s pressing them together in a searing kiss, meaning so much more than a simple business transaction.
“I have to,” Ryeowook replied breathlessly. Yesung backed the younger man up to the edge of the bed, until Ryeowook fell back onto the mattress.
“What is it going to take for you to just be mine?” Yesung questioned, as he left butterfly kisses across the younger man’s jaw line. “I’ll buy you every night if that’s what it takes.”
“I can’t let you do that.” Ryeowook turned his head away from Yesung.
“Well, then just run off with me, become my boyfriend, my lover. Only love me.” The last one sounded more like a plea than anything else.
“I definitely can’t do that.” Ryeowook frowned, he could sense the other man’s unhappiness.
“Why not? We can find you a new job or I can support you.” Yesung began to play with the feathers still in Ryeowook’s hair.
“Yesung, this is all I can do. I didn’t even graduate high school. No one will hire me,” The younger man pouted, this wasn’t the kind of conversation he wanted to have with Yesung, since he could only be with him a short time every week he wanted to make it count, he didn’t want to fight.
“I’ll hire you. You can be my cute and clumsy secretary, that sues me for sexual harassment.” Yesung smiled slightly kissing Ryeowook’s forehead.
“That would be nice.” Ryeowook admitted, it sounded too good to be true though, just a dream. Ryeowook leaned his head up kissing Yesung’s lips, then letting the older man take control of the kiss, letting his tongue slide into his mouth.
“Mmm.” Yesung smiled pulling back. “You taste better with every kiss.” Ryeowook blushed at the comment. “Wait here.” Yesung got up, finding his suit jacket he discarded on the floor the moment they entered the room, he pulled out a plain white handkerchief.
“What’s that for?” Ryeowook sat up.
“Well I’d like to be able to actually see you.” Yesung replied, beginning to wipe the smeared war paint off of the younger man’s face.
“Why?” Ryeowook asked innocently.
“Because my fantasies consist of you not a Native American.” Yesung chuckled.
************meanwhile in the garden***********
Siwon looked around the small area of green. Flowers sprouting out of soil, to add beauty to the small patch of earth. Siwon took a deep breath, breathing in the fresh crisp night air. He felt more relaxed now that he was out of the building of sin. He had to wonder why they had this little garden to begin with but he figured he truly didn’t want to know that answer.
He watched as the foreign man hoped across the large rocks that surrounded the small piece of heaven. Hankyung held some amazing balance to land on a point of a rock and not fall, he didn’t even teeter. The street lamp that made the green leaves visible to see, also made Hankyung easy to look at. Earlier inside Siwon barely saw an outline of the older man, but now he could see the others true beauty, which probably helped him get many clients.
Siwon found himself staring deep into the other man’s shimmering dark eyes. They held some sort of story, maybe even all the memories of hardships the older man had faced, no matter what it was it was because of those events the man in front of him turned out the way he is.
Siwon felt the temptation to kiss Hankyung’s not so innocent light pink lips, when the other man sat down in front of him on a near by rock. Siwon watched as those lips curled into a small smile as Hankyung noticed Siwon staring..
“Oh, erm sorry.” Siwon immediately looked away, as he felt sin floating in the air above him. Tension grew in the air as they both sat there restraining themselves from doing what all their urges told them to do. “The stars are really pretty.” Siwon motioned to the sky above, even though he didn’t glance up once. Hankyung merely nodded his head in agreement his gaze staying aimed at Siwon.
“Oh I forgot, you don’t speak Korean…” Siwon thought a moment deciding it was probably for the best. “I wonder why you work in such a place. I mean your very attractive, I mean that in a very non gay way…. and seem to have balance and grace, couldn’t you have found a better job? Maybe be a gymnast? Because I am sure if you changed jobs and got a wife and asked for forgiveness God would give it to you.” Siwon rambled.
Hankyung kept a blank expression through out the whole talk. Siwon felt his heart tighten, these feeling weren’t right, he wasn’t supposed to be feeling them. Maybe he wasn’t feeling them, maybe this garden had toxic fumes coming off it and were distorting his reality. That’s what it had to be, because he couldn’t possibly be gay.
“You have very dark thighs… I mean EYES yes eyes not thighs!” Siwon laughed nervously hoping to wash away the awkward moment, all Hankyung did was smile sweetly. Siwon let out a long sight “thank you God for language barriers.”
Siwon’s eyes were torn off the ground by Hankyung sitting down ever so delicately on his lap. “What-?” Siwon’s question was lost in the meeting of their lips. This sent a powerful sensation throughout all of Siwon’s body. It was like it was his first kiss, just as exciting but the nervousness was replaced by desire.
Siwon slipped his arms around Hankyung’s thin lips, as he began to move his lips over the foreign man’s neck, sucking, licking, massaging all the skin he found there. Hankyung’s head tilted back a soft moan slipped out between his parted lips. Siwon enjoyed the sweet taste of the other man’s smooth skin . Hankyung liked the feeling of Siwon’s hands inside his shirt running across his lower back, in a delicate tickling manner.
Siwon broke contact with Hankyung as he quickly stood, letting the other man fall to the ground. “S-sorry.” Siwon panicked picking the other man up and setting him on a rock.
Hankyung watched as Siwon paced back and forth, his hands running madly through his own hair, as if thinking of ripping it all out. “I-I’ going to hell.” Siwon paused for a moment, “I’m going to burn for eternity, because a guy got me aroused! Oh my gosh a guy aroused me!” Siwon’s fingers clawed at his own face. “I..I must pray, that’s it, I’ll leave here and go to a church, yes that’s it! I’ll beg for forgiveness!”
Siwon turned to leave, but was stopped by someone saying his name ever so gently. “Siwon,” Hankyung repeated until Siwon turned to face him.
“Us humans were created in the image of God, so there must be more than one sexual orientation for a reason.” Hankyung spoke, perfectly.
“You just spoke in Korean! I thought you couldn’t under stand me!” Siwon gaped.
“Just think about my words.”
“They…..it sounds logical.” Siwon bit his bottom lip in thought. “So you are saying God might be gay?”
“I’m saying our feelings can’t be a mistake or a sin.” Hankyung explained.
Siwon took a few steps closer to Hankyung, placing his hands on his shoulders. “So I can kiss you and still go to heaven?”
“I hope so…”Hankyung didn’t want to answer falsely.
“Me too.” Siwon whispered, as his hands dropped to Hankyung’s waist pulling him close for a sweet kiss. “Why do you act like you can’t speak Korean?” Siwon breathed as they parted from the kiss.
“If they don’t think I understand I don’t have to do all the really bad jobs.” Hankyung answered honestly.
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to be continued...... i hope this wasnt too too bad. sorry for the grammatical errors!!
pairings: yewook,shihan, kichul
rating: R
disclaimer: i own nothing and no one.
summary: the YMCA is more than just a place with a swimming pool and climbing wall, and Yesung takes Kibum and Siwon there for a good time.
“What are you doing?” Yesung questioned, taking his eyes away from the busy road in front of him and glancing at Kibum in the passenger seat who kept pulling on the handle and messing with the lock.
“Trying to escape.” Kibum bluntly answered.
“Might as well give up I have the child locks on all the passenger doors.” Yesung smiled as he turned his focus back on the street he was driving on.
“I really don’t think going to a place with a swimming pool, volleyball court and a basket ball court is going to make me forget the last 6 pointless years I was in a relationship with a woman from hell.” Kibum sat sulking in the passenger seat.
“I think its going to be just the place you need to go.” Siwon spoke from the backseat.
“You do?” Yesung questioned shocked by the younger man’s words.
“Of course, it’s associated with Christianity and I think Kibum needs God at this moment.” Siwon replied.
“Siwon, I told you I believe in God I just don’t go to church as often as you try to. And can’t you just understand why I am so bitter? I was in love with someone, I even proposed, I saved seven paychecks to afford the stupid ring and then she said no!” Kibum groaned.
“Maybe, just maybe if you went to church more this wouldn’t have happened.” Siwon offered.
“Are you saying I brought this upon myself?” Kibum turned around in his seat in disbelief.
“Hey guys, no fighting, we are here!” Yesung sang as he turned the car into a rather large and full parking lot.
“Isn’t it kind of late for this place to be open?” Kibum asked suspiciously. It was already 10:30 at night, and the Y.M.C.A. was like a whole family place, where everyone could find something they enjoyed.
“No, not really.” Yesung slipped out of the driver’s door, and then went around opening two doors, one for Kibum to get out through and another for Siwon.
“Come on guys, hurry. I’m already late.” Yesung spoke before briskly walking away from the vehicle, hitting the lock button on his key chain to secure the car doors. The walked into the lit up building, past the receptionist desk which seemed to be unattended.
“Are you sure we are allowed to be here?” Siwon asked as he noticed no one else around.
“Positive.” Yesung responded turning a corner, the place smelt more and more like chlorine the deeper they went in. As they went down the white halls all they could hear was the buzzing of the bright lights above them. Yesung finally stopped in front of a heavy door, “Are you guys ready?”
Kibum and Siwon exchanged glances before giving hesitant nods, the door clearly read ‘employees only.’ But the fact Yesung was allowed in didn’t surprise either of them. While they both had mediocre jobs, Yesung was living the dream as an obnoxiously rich businessman, a C.E.O for some corporation.
Yesung smiled and nodded before pushing the door open using all his strength. A strong smell of perfume immediately filled the hallway and coiled around the young men. Yesung was the first to move inside the others following. It was dark, but not too dark, blue and red lights hanging form the ceiling gave them the ability to see each other and the carpet they were walking on.
They walked down another hallway again for a little while before it opened into a larger room, where a girlish looking man wearing fishnet tights sat on a desk holding a clipboard and a pen. Kibum found himself staring at the long white legs a little longer than he should have.
“Yesung?” The man on the desk questioned as Yesung and the other two continued to approach. “Our number one customer.”
“Heechul, this places number one whore.” Yesung smiled, making the other glare slightly.
“Who do we have here?” Heechul purred, setting the clipboard down and slipping off the desk.
“These are my friends Siwon and Kibum.” Yesung explained,, leaning against the desk. “I’ll pay for whatever they receive tonight.”
“Kibum, tell me. What position is your favorite?” Heechul questioned, rubbing his leg up the younger man’s.
“P-Position?” Kibum stuttered slightly, while trying to keep his cool.
“Yeah, do you like to top or bottom? Because I think I’d really like you inside me right now.” Heechul whispered, licking Kibum’s ear suggestively.
“T-Top? B-bottom?” Siwon’s eyes widened at the words. “I..I thought this was a place of healing and worship! You know, Young Men’s Christian Association.”
“Well it is a place of worship and healing. We heal broken hearts and worship our paying customers.” Heechul spoke, still pressing his body against Kibum. “And YMCA actually stands for Yearning Males Come Alone. It pretty much asks for men to leave their significant others at home while they come here to relax.”
“Get off me!” Kibum hissed shoving Heechul away, as Siwon leaned against a wall breathing heavily, muttering something about ‘this place is a sin hole.’
“Sorry, Kibum just a little bitter after being dumped for a guy with a better job.” Yesung answered Heechul’s unasked questions.
“I’m not gay I don’t know why you brought us here.” Kibum commented, motioning to Siwon who was now rocking back and forth on the ground.
“Everyone likes company, sex and blowjobs.” Heechul commented, “and trust me after you leave here you won’t know what you are. That’s how good I’m going to treat you.”
“Heechul, where is Wookie?” Yesung questioned looking down halls to the left and right.
“Hm, so that’s why you are here.” Heechul rolled his eyes, “You always pick the same whore every time, mix it up once in a while.”
“He knows what I like, plus I don’t have to worry about getting a disease from him.” Yesung replied sharply. Heechul opened his mouth to make a comment but a whiny voice stopped him.
“Heechul, I think I broke a button on this vest.” Ryeowook’s pouting face soon came into view. There was feathers in his hair, and war paint on his face. He wore tight tan pants with a matching vest.
“Teukie is going to kill you, he just finished sewing all those buttons back on.” Heechul scolded approaching the other thin man.
“I know, but-.” Ryeowook fell silent as his gaze met Yesung’s. His cheeks flushed a light shade of pink as he looked away.
“You know what,” Heechul began to tear all of the buttons off, “it looks better without buttons and Native Americans and buttons just seems silly. Plus now it shows your stomach and customers like to see a little flesh before they fully unwrap their present.”
Kibum watched as Yesung slipped in between Heechul and Ryeowook, wrapping his arms around the Native American dressed male. Kibum was surprised by the loving yet hungry look that filled Yesung’s dark eyes.
“Y-You’re e-early,” Ryeowook barely stuttered out.
“I couldn’t wait to see you.” Yesung replied smoothly, letting his finger tips run over the soft feathers. “Why are you dressed like this?”
“A client requested it.” Ryeowook answered in his small voice as he avoided Yesung’s devouring gaze. “H-he likes to role play.”
“Is he a regular customer?” Yesung’s eyes darkened for a second.
“N-no o-of course not.” Ryeowook shook his head all too quickly.
“You wouldn’t be lying to me, now would you Ryeowook?” Yesung questioned tilting the younger man’s head up.
“I-I.” Was all Ryeowook could manage as he found himself caught in Yesung’s gaze. He felt as if he was a mere snake and Yesung was the snake charmer, Ryeowook was ready to do whatever the older man requested of him.
“You are too easy to read.” Yesung whispered his lips pressed against Ryeowook’s ear, letting his hot breath taunt the younger man. Ryeowook’s blushed cheeks turned crimson. “Let’s take this conversation some place private.”
“Room 23 is free.” Heechul informed the two lovers as they made their way down the hall. Heechul was surprised to see Kibum now sitting on the ground next the Siwon.
“Why was he dressed as an Native American, I know he said his client requested it, but I mean why an Native American?” Kibum questioned the slut in front of him, now he was curious about the place.
“Well, we offer six costumes. A Native American costume like you saw, a cop, a biker, a soldier, a cowboy and a construction worker. They are for role playing, either we can dress up or you the clients can, or both if you are into that kind of thing. I myself just prefer to be absolutely butt naked.” Heechul spoke the last word slowly, emphasizing on it for Kibum.
“Holy shit.” Kibum cursed wide eyed ignoring Heechul’s last sentence making the older man pout. “The Village People, the people that sang that YMCA song were telling the truth, that’s what they meant by ‘young man, what do you want to be’ they were talking about role playing and those costumes they wore were a warning! The song was trying to tell the world what the YMCA actually is!”
“Yeah, yeah so what? Who cares what the song is about, right now all that matters is me and you.” Heechul crawled into Kibum’s lap.
“Please get off me,” Kibum asked annoyance strong in his voice.
“P-please take me home!” Siwon pleaded, “I can’t be here.”
“Heechul, you need to move I need to take Siwon home.” Kibum was trying very hard to be polite.
“But you can’t leave, Yesung has the keys and he doesn’t want to be disturbed. But I know someplace Siwon can go to relax, we have a calming garden and I know someone who can accompany him.” Heechul left out the part about the garden only being used to have sex in. People found it kinky having sex outside in with all the flowers.
“I think that’s where I should wait too.” Kibum went to stand up but Heechul pulled him back down.
“Please stay here with me. I promise I wont try anything anymore, I just hate being alone at that stupid desk, welcoming all the customers.” Heechul’s large pout and tight grip made Kibum nod in agreement. He would stay in this sinful building as long as one of them could escape. Also something in Heechul’s eyes seemed to beg for companionship.
“Yay!” Heechul clapped happily, hiding his true intentions. “Hankyung, Hankyung!” Heechul called stopping the foreign looking man who passed through the room. “Take him, to the garden,” Heechul pointed to Siwon.
Kibum watched as the other man’s exotic face twisted into one of confusion. “His Korean is terrible.” Heechul sighed before getting up. He pulled out a small map from. the other man’s pocket, it was a map pf the building. Heechul pointed to a little place in back of the building. Hankyung nodded in agreement before helping Siwon up.
***************Meanwhile in room 23********************
“Why are you so willing to dress up like this for some man?” Yesung questioned, holding Ryeowook against him.
“It’s my job.” Ryeowook whispered, afraid to upset the other man.
“Do I not pay you enough to just be mine?’ Yesung questioned, holding Ryeowook’s chin so he was forced to look at him.
“It’s not that…” Ryeowook didn’t know what to say to make everything okay.
“Do you like dressing up like this and having sex with that other man?” Yesung accused.
“No-”
“Then don’t do it, ever again.” Yesung whispered, before bringing his lips to Ryeowook’s pressing them together in a searing kiss, meaning so much more than a simple business transaction.
“I have to,” Ryeowook replied breathlessly. Yesung backed the younger man up to the edge of the bed, until Ryeowook fell back onto the mattress.
“What is it going to take for you to just be mine?” Yesung questioned, as he left butterfly kisses across the younger man’s jaw line. “I’ll buy you every night if that’s what it takes.”
“I can’t let you do that.” Ryeowook turned his head away from Yesung.
“Well, then just run off with me, become my boyfriend, my lover. Only love me.” The last one sounded more like a plea than anything else.
“I definitely can’t do that.” Ryeowook frowned, he could sense the other man’s unhappiness.
“Why not? We can find you a new job or I can support you.” Yesung began to play with the feathers still in Ryeowook’s hair.
“Yesung, this is all I can do. I didn’t even graduate high school. No one will hire me,” The younger man pouted, this wasn’t the kind of conversation he wanted to have with Yesung, since he could only be with him a short time every week he wanted to make it count, he didn’t want to fight.
“I’ll hire you. You can be my cute and clumsy secretary, that sues me for sexual harassment.” Yesung smiled slightly kissing Ryeowook’s forehead.
“That would be nice.” Ryeowook admitted, it sounded too good to be true though, just a dream. Ryeowook leaned his head up kissing Yesung’s lips, then letting the older man take control of the kiss, letting his tongue slide into his mouth.
“Mmm.” Yesung smiled pulling back. “You taste better with every kiss.” Ryeowook blushed at the comment. “Wait here.” Yesung got up, finding his suit jacket he discarded on the floor the moment they entered the room, he pulled out a plain white handkerchief.
“What’s that for?” Ryeowook sat up.
“Well I’d like to be able to actually see you.” Yesung replied, beginning to wipe the smeared war paint off of the younger man’s face.
“Why?” Ryeowook asked innocently.
“Because my fantasies consist of you not a Native American.” Yesung chuckled.
************meanwhile in the garden***********
Siwon looked around the small area of green. Flowers sprouting out of soil, to add beauty to the small patch of earth. Siwon took a deep breath, breathing in the fresh crisp night air. He felt more relaxed now that he was out of the building of sin. He had to wonder why they had this little garden to begin with but he figured he truly didn’t want to know that answer.
He watched as the foreign man hoped across the large rocks that surrounded the small piece of heaven. Hankyung held some amazing balance to land on a point of a rock and not fall, he didn’t even teeter. The street lamp that made the green leaves visible to see, also made Hankyung easy to look at. Earlier inside Siwon barely saw an outline of the older man, but now he could see the others true beauty, which probably helped him get many clients.
Siwon found himself staring deep into the other man’s shimmering dark eyes. They held some sort of story, maybe even all the memories of hardships the older man had faced, no matter what it was it was because of those events the man in front of him turned out the way he is.
Siwon felt the temptation to kiss Hankyung’s not so innocent light pink lips, when the other man sat down in front of him on a near by rock. Siwon watched as those lips curled into a small smile as Hankyung noticed Siwon staring..
“Oh, erm sorry.” Siwon immediately looked away, as he felt sin floating in the air above him. Tension grew in the air as they both sat there restraining themselves from doing what all their urges told them to do. “The stars are really pretty.” Siwon motioned to the sky above, even though he didn’t glance up once. Hankyung merely nodded his head in agreement his gaze staying aimed at Siwon.
“Oh I forgot, you don’t speak Korean…” Siwon thought a moment deciding it was probably for the best. “I wonder why you work in such a place. I mean your very attractive, I mean that in a very non gay way…. and seem to have balance and grace, couldn’t you have found a better job? Maybe be a gymnast? Because I am sure if you changed jobs and got a wife and asked for forgiveness God would give it to you.” Siwon rambled.
Hankyung kept a blank expression through out the whole talk. Siwon felt his heart tighten, these feeling weren’t right, he wasn’t supposed to be feeling them. Maybe he wasn’t feeling them, maybe this garden had toxic fumes coming off it and were distorting his reality. That’s what it had to be, because he couldn’t possibly be gay.
“You have very dark thighs… I mean EYES yes eyes not thighs!” Siwon laughed nervously hoping to wash away the awkward moment, all Hankyung did was smile sweetly. Siwon let out a long sight “thank you God for language barriers.”
Siwon’s eyes were torn off the ground by Hankyung sitting down ever so delicately on his lap. “What-?” Siwon’s question was lost in the meeting of their lips. This sent a powerful sensation throughout all of Siwon’s body. It was like it was his first kiss, just as exciting but the nervousness was replaced by desire.
Siwon slipped his arms around Hankyung’s thin lips, as he began to move his lips over the foreign man’s neck, sucking, licking, massaging all the skin he found there. Hankyung’s head tilted back a soft moan slipped out between his parted lips. Siwon enjoyed the sweet taste of the other man’s smooth skin . Hankyung liked the feeling of Siwon’s hands inside his shirt running across his lower back, in a delicate tickling manner.
Siwon broke contact with Hankyung as he quickly stood, letting the other man fall to the ground. “S-sorry.” Siwon panicked picking the other man up and setting him on a rock.
Hankyung watched as Siwon paced back and forth, his hands running madly through his own hair, as if thinking of ripping it all out. “I-I’ going to hell.” Siwon paused for a moment, “I’m going to burn for eternity, because a guy got me aroused! Oh my gosh a guy aroused me!” Siwon’s fingers clawed at his own face. “I..I must pray, that’s it, I’ll leave here and go to a church, yes that’s it! I’ll beg for forgiveness!”
Siwon turned to leave, but was stopped by someone saying his name ever so gently. “Siwon,” Hankyung repeated until Siwon turned to face him.
“Us humans were created in the image of God, so there must be more than one sexual orientation for a reason.” Hankyung spoke, perfectly.
“You just spoke in Korean! I thought you couldn’t under stand me!” Siwon gaped.
“Just think about my words.”
“They…..it sounds logical.” Siwon bit his bottom lip in thought. “So you are saying God might be gay?”
“I’m saying our feelings can’t be a mistake or a sin.” Hankyung explained.
Siwon took a few steps closer to Hankyung, placing his hands on his shoulders. “So I can kiss you and still go to heaven?”
“I hope so…”Hankyung didn’t want to answer falsely.
“Me too.” Siwon whispered, as his hands dropped to Hankyung’s waist pulling him close for a sweet kiss. “Why do you act like you can’t speak Korean?” Siwon breathed as they parted from the kiss.
“If they don’t think I understand I don’t have to do all the really bad jobs.” Hankyung answered honestly.
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to be continued...... i hope this wasnt too too bad. sorry for the grammatical errors!!