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Title: Deal part 1?
pairings: kyuwook yewook
rating: R
disclaimer: i own nothing and no one.
A/N: This fic might not flow very well together, its just something i'm writing on the side so i'll most likely just post it here..no one will probably stop by my journal to see this but oh well lol.
“S-Stop it!” Ryeowook pleaded, squirming in agony as unwanted hands roughly nipped at his sides.
“Say what I want to hear,” The man offered.
“N-Never!” Ryeowook panted, arching his back in an attempt to escape the other man’s hands, but all it did was press their bodies closer together, making a wiry smile spread across the other man’s face.
“I know you want this to stop, just say the magic words,” The man’s breath ghosted over Ryeowook’s pale neck, making his skin rise into goosebumps.
“Please stop!” Ryeowook writhed, his face twisting into pain.
“Then say-”
“Okay, okay!” Ryeowook finally broke, relief washed over his body as the disgusting hands lifted off of him.
“Say it,” The man on top of him ordered, his dark eyes gazing at the horrified man beneath him.
“Yesung,”
“Uh uh uh,” Yesung tsked. “What did I say you were to call me?”
“B-But.” Ryeowook frowned.
“If you don’t no deal.”
“Yesungie is the most handsome and talented out off all the members. His hands and head are normal sized despite previous beliefs of them not being normal. He is not awkward but sexy. ..” Ryeowook tried to avoid the older man’s gaze.
A smirk twisted onto Yesung’s face as eh straightened up with pride, “I’ve never heard more truthful words,” Ryeowook couldn’t prevent the pout that attached itself to his lips.
“I dislike you…” Ryeowook murmured.
“Oh now you and I both know that’s a lie,” Yesung smiled his fingers stroking the younger man’s chin while tilting it upwards.
Ryeowook’s eyes worriedly stared at Yesung as he felt the older man’s eyes burning into him. “What?” Ryeowook questioned, trying to remove his chin from Yesung’s grasp.
Yesung slowly took away the gap that was between his and the younger man’s lips, capturing Ryeowook’s lips into a deliciously slow kiss, his tongue comfortably slipping into the other man’s mouth. All of the blood in Ryeowook’s veins seemed to grow warmer, not scolding hot but warmer and blissful. Once the shock of the older man’s lips on his set in, he slowly let his eyes drift shut. He let himself be pulled into the moment.
Ryeowook’s eyes fluttered open as the kiss came to a peaceful end, Yesung slowly pulling away. All Ryeowook could do is beam up at the other, even though his face was becoming a dark crimson.
Yesung yawned slowly stretching his arms above his head, letting small cracks fill the silent room, “Well, I’ve been up for two hours and haven’t had coffee yet, I think I’m going to go make some before I crash.” As the older man crawled off he missed the pout that lined the other’s face.
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It had been four days since their kiss and Yesung was avoiding Ryeowook while acting as if nothing happened, this left the younger of the two in a whirl wind of confusion. He wanted to indirectly say he liked Yesung by sitting by him more and things but it always seemed Yesung was surrounded by people. So when one morning Ryeowook noticed the older man alone in the kitchen he knew he had to jump on the opportunity.
“Hey, hyung.” Ryeowook whispered, taking small nervous steps foreword.
“Oh, hey Wookie, I’m making some cocoa do you want some?” Yesung questioned.
“Please and thank you…” Ryeowook spoke barely above a whisper. Feeling slightly daring Ryeowook took 4 big steps across the tiled floors until he was right in front of Yesung. He slowly wrapped his arms around Yesung and began closing the distance between their lips when eh heard a voice call from the next room.
“Yesungie!” Sungmin whined, “Honey, I’m freezing! Forget the cocoa and come warm me up!”
Ryeowook rubbed his face lovingly against Yesung’s instead of the kiss he had planned.
“W..what was that for?” Yesung questioned.
“It’s ummm friendship day and I wanted to show how much I love you, my friend.” Ryeowook smiled, before quickly grabbing a cup of cocoa and mumbling a “thanks hyung,”
Ryeowook ran once he was in the hallway, not looking where he was going and not caring. He knew that was a bad idea, a very bad one but his mind couldn’t focus on that enough to care.
He tried to blink away his tears so he could get a clear view of his bedroom door but by this time it didn’t matter he just wanted to be out of the hall. So he quickly opened the door and went inside.
Ryeowook’s lips split open into a whimper as a sharp corner made contact with his stomach making him lose balance and crumple to the floor. He felt the cup of hot chocolate fly out of his grip. He closed his eyes tightly as he hit the floor with a thud. “Oww~” Ryeowook whined, wincing slightly as he sat up and opened his eyes.
The sight he saw made him want to close his eyes and pretend he was invisible.
“Wookie,” Kyuhyun spoke through gritted teeth.
“Kyuhyun-ah! I’m so sorry! I-I promise to buy you a new one!” Ryeowook bowed begging for forgiveness, as Kyuhyun glared down at his ruined laptop. Smoke came off of the bit of technology, mixing with the steam from the hot cocoa which got poured all over it.
“Aish,” Kyuhyun cursed, pushing the laptop away, his face wrinkled in disgust.
“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! I promise I’ll-”
“Wookie, you are broke. I know you are. Ever since SJM has returned to Korea you have been. Because like a good son you sent all your money t your family.”
Ryeowook pouted slightly, “But we go back to China soon…”
“In a month, that’s an awful long time Wookie…” Kyuhyun spoke leaning back slightly.
“Then..then you can have my laptop!”
“That thing is sooo old, and virus infested.” Kyuhyun sighed.
“Then.. Then…” Ryeowook pouted, he didn’t have anything he could give Kyuhyun.
“Hmm I think I have an idea. What if you work off the money you would owe me?” Kyuhyun suggested after a few torturous minutes of silence.
“I can’t really do anything worth the equivalent of a laptop…”
“Well this is an easy job.” Kyuhyun waved off all worries. “You can be my servant, wash my clothes, clean my room, cook me food and such.”
“O-okay.”
“Oh and also you will be my pet.”
“Pet?!” Ryeowook shrieked in horror.
“Yes,”
Ryeowook just stared back at the younger man as if he had just grown a second head.
“I never had a pet as a child. So you can be mine,” Kyuhyun said simply.
“Kyu.. I don’t know..”
“Do you want to pay me back for my laptop or not?”
“Okay….okay.” Ryeowook sighed, the scene with Yesung had now been wiped from his mind and his worries of Kyuhyun filled him.
“Alright now you can began your servitude. By washing my jeans you spilt your hot chocolate on.” Kyuhyun stood stripping off his pants before handing them to the blushing older man.
“Y-Your legs,” Ryeowook pointed to the red burns from the cocoa.
“Hm? Oh, no big deal, but if these pants stain I’ll be pissed.” Kyuhyun then turned and pulled on some sweat pants over his boxers. He smiled slightly when he turned back around and saw Ryeowook quickly look away.
“Any other clothes I should wash?” Ryeowook stared at the floor, his face growing redder by the second.
“That pile over there.” Kyuhyun pointed and within seconds the pile was gone and so was Ryeowook. Throughout the whole day Ryeowook seemed on fast-forward always running around like a chicken with it’s head cut off. He fussed over little things trying to make his cleaning very thorough so the load the next day he would have to clean wouldn’t have to be as brutal. Also this kept his mind off of wondering what the next day would be like as a pet. His stomach tightened every time the thought fluttered through his mind. He truly couldn’t imagine what was to come his way.
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“Morning Wookie,” Kyuhyun smiled at the older man as he entered his room.
“G-Good morning…” Ryeowook replied nervously, he was afraid to start his first day as a pet.
“Put this on.” Kyuhyun handed Ryeowook a bag full of clothing.
“O-okay,” Ryeowook nodded slowly taking the bag before disappearing into the bathroom. He stripped off his own clothes before taking a glance in side the bag. He felt his breath stop as his eyes roamed over the skin tight faded skinny jeans, thin black tank top, bunny tail and ears.
He put the clothes on to test and immediately blushed at his own sight. The pants were lower on his hips than he would have liked and they stuck to his legs like they were painted on. Kyuhyun must not have known they were so small, the younger man would never plan something like that.
“Wookwook what’s taking so long?” Kyuhyun called through the door. “Come here my pet, come here!”
“Kyuhyun… there is a problem… my outfit..” Ryeowook trailed off as he noticed the door handle turning. A smirk slid across Kyuhyun’s lips as his eyes swept across the older man.
“What? I don’t see a problem with it, now be a good boy and follow me.” Kyuhyun rubbed his fingers underneath Ryeowook’s chin.
“O-Okay,” Ryeowook’s body went stiff from the small touch. He looked both ways down the hallway, making sure the coast was clear, before following Kyuhyun into his bedroom.
Once inside he noticed his ‘master’ laying on his bed a serious look across his face.
“W-What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, I’m just a little sad today. As my pet you should know that. After all animals are supposed to be very sensitive to their master’s emotions. Come cheer me up.”
“How?” Ryeowook bit his lip, rubbing his legs together nervously while trying to hide his body by pulling the tank top down.
“You’re the pet, not me.” Kyuhyun shrugged.
“Well?” Kyuhyun said after a few minutes of Ryeowook analyzing the situation. Ryeowook slowly crawled onto the bed, laying half his body on the younger man’s.
“Be happy,” Ryeowook whispered rubbing his head against Kyuhyun’s chin warmly.
“I’ll try,” Kyuhyun whispered letting his fingers fall onto Ryeowook’s head, slowly stroking the soft dark hair.
“Mmm,” Ryeowook purred at the gentle fingers work. “What’s wrong?’ He questioned again tilting his head to view his young master.
Kyuhyun waited a moment before answering, the obligation in Ryeowook’s eyes made his stomach churn. “Nothing to concern yourself with,” He answered turning his gaze away and onto another object in the room.
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After two weeks of being a pet and servant Ryeowook realized what the pet days were for. They were made for him to relax, to take a breather from the intense cleaning of the day before. Each day his outfit seemed a little different, the animal ears were always different, except for today he was back to bunny ears. Also his outfit now consisted of leather shorts, fish net tights and a black tank top with a light pink bow tie that matched the ears. Ryeowook stopped complaining about his outfits when one day Kyuhyun said if he didn’t like them he could walk around naked.
To be honest Ryeowook felt naked in the outfits, he blushed every time he saw himself in a mirror, or felt a breeze or caught Kyuhyun watching him with those dark eyes. Ryeowook glanced around the bathroom looking for something to hide his embarrassment, he pulled on a robe before sneaking across the hall into Kyuhyun’s room.
“Ah, perfect time, come here. Come here Wookie.” Kyuhyun called patting his lap. Ryeowook walked slowly clutching the robe to his chest.
“My my, what have you gotten yourself into now? Huh?’ Kyuhyun cooed. “Now be a good boy and let me take it.” Ryeowook bit his lip glaring slightly as Kyuhyun moved his arms so he could pull the robe off. “Good boy, now you stay out of that from now on. I wouldn’t want to hit your bum as punishment next time.”
Ryeowook’s eyes widened at the last comment his heart slowing, he would make sure he remembered that and never did it again.
“I thought I told you to come here?” Kyuhyun arched an eyebrow before pulling Ryeowook down onto his lap. “Calm down Wookie.” Kyuhyun soothed, patting Ryeowook’s head as if to make him stop resisting which eventually he did.
“Mmm what a good pet.” Kyuhyun smiled placing a soft kiss to the side of Ryeowook’s head making the older man’s face turn crimson. “What’s wrong honey?” Kyuhyun questioned as he noticed the anxious look across the other man’s face.
“Nothing..” Ryeowook rubbed his head against Kyuhyun’s chest.
“Don’t lie,” Kyuhyun frowned, resting his forehead against the top of the older man’s head. When Ryeowook didn’t speak again the younger man decided to change the conversation. “So, did I tell you the rules I thought up?”
“Rules?” Ryeowook sat up straight to look into the other man’s face.
“Yes, I um decided to make some solid rules before things got too confusing . Number one: no telling anyone. Number two: I don’t want you to let anyone beside me see you in these outfits.” Kyuhyun’s hands ran roughly over the fishnet that clung to Ryeowook’s thin thighs.
Ryeowook’s body straightened again, a new adrenaline coursing through his body. “ I like those rules.” Ryeowook didn’t want anyone else to have to know about this humiliating situation. It would be far too embarrassing if someone ever caught him dressed so scarcely.
“good.” Kyuhyun smiled his fingers beginning to run through the older man’s hair.
“Mmm.” Ryeowook purred as the delicate fingers messaged his scalp. He found himself pushing his head further against Kyuhyun’s hand as a sign to show he wanted more. He was falling into a role of pet far easily than he had planned. The only tell of his discomfort was the dark blush that was constantly appearing on his high structured cheeks.
“How would you liked your tummy rubbed?” Ryeowook’s eyes blinked open, Kyuhyun’s face was closer than before, a lot closer.
“Kyu~” Ryeowook whispered almost warningly, as the younger man had him lean backwards onto the computer desk.
Kyuhyun slipped his hands under the thin black cloth, caressing the soft skin he found there. He slowly ran his hands up a down Ryeowook’s sides before sticking his thumbs out to peel the shirt upwards to get a glimpse of skin. He felt small tremors flow throughout Ryeowook’s body. “Mm you like that Wookwook?” Kyuhyun taunted.
“Kyu~” Ryeowook sighed, goose bumps rising in a trail behind the gifted hands.
“I don’t hear any purring? What kind of pet are you?”
“A bunny?” Ryeowook blinked innocently pointing to the ears on his head.
“Oh you have a point, and bunnies don’t like their tummy rubbed.” Kyuhyun dropped his hands to his sides.
Ryeowook couldn’t help but let out a soft whimper, he had grown accustom to such touches to a point where they became pleasurable. “Wait, I-I’m not an animal expert,”
“And?” Kyuhyun smirked, arching an eyebrow.
“Bunnies might purr… if they got their stomachs rubbed.”
“Really? Then lets test it, shall we?” Kyuhyun’s fingers soon found their way running over the soft flesh once again. He frowned slightly as his fingers traced the prominent ribs. “My pet is too malnourished.”
“You need to eat more so we can play more roughly without me worrying if I’m going to break you,” Kyuhyun commented. “It’s my fault I should feed you better.” He let his head fall down against Ryeowook’s stomach nuzzling it affectionately. “Mwah, “ Kyuhyun kissed the soft skin, his body aching from the lack of tongue he so desperately wanted to use.
Ryeowook felt a wave of heat flood across his body.
“I’m sorry Wookwook. I’ll go get you food now.” Kyuhyun motioned for his pet to get off him. Ryeowook slipped onto the floor, red faced and pouting as the younger man exited the door.
After a few minutes of being alone Ryeowook released a sigh and stood composing himself before he began to pick up unwanted clothes spread across the room. He didn’t want his job tomorrow to be more difficult than it had to be. So he began filing dirty clothes into a hamper he had bought, unaware of the sepia toned eyes that watched curiously.
Yesung couldn’t believe the sight in front of him, he had gone looking for Ryeowook and seemed to find another man completely. His eyes scanned the milky legs clad in fishnet and tight fitting black shorts that showed off the young man’s small sculpted ass. His tongue ran across his rough chapped lips as his eyes locked onto the small portion of Ryeowook’s exposed stomach. The shirt had been folded up slightly why Yesung wasn’t sure but he sure wish he knew.
As his eyes continued upwards, they caught a silky pink bow tie along with crooked bunny ears placed in a mess of hair. Which was very uncharacteristically like of Ryeowook. He frowned slightly, wondering what the whole scene was about, the ears, the outfit, the hair, in Kyuhyun’s room? A small noise down the hall made Yesung quickly scurrying into the bathroom to hide.
Kyuhyun watched angrily as Yesung fled. He knew right away what the other man was doing as soon as he saw the small crack open of his door. He tried his best to keep his composure as he entered his own room, he knew soon Yesung would try and peer back in.
He let out an angry sigh as he closed the door behind him, setting a bowl of rise down with some chopsticks.
“what’s wrong?” Ryeowook questioned, kicking the hamper close ‘discreetly’ to try and cover his other work.
“…” Kyuhyun opened his mouth to speak but when his eyes landed on Ryeowook he felt as if he was being blown away by the other’s appearance. He didn’t like how every time he saw the older man he got that weird feeling. How was someone so beautiful all the time?
“Kyuhyun?” Ryeowook asked worried, his “hyung” tone coming out.
“It’s nothing, I just saw someone doing tomorrows job today.” Kyuhyun shook his head in fake disappointment.
“I’m sorry… master. I-I just thought in my free time… I could-”
“Well you thought wrong. And have disobeyed me, do you know what that means pet?”
Ryeowook watched wide eyed and afraid.
“It’s time for a spanking.” Kyuhyun could here the slight movement of the door and he knew Yesung was there watching.
“W-What?” Ryeowook backed away afraid. He pushed himself against a wall hiding his bum.
“Now now, just accept the punishment.”
“No.”
“Fine,” Kyuhyun stepped closer letting his fingers slowly begin to tickle Ryeowook’s sides. “How about now?”
“No,” Ryeowook giggled like a child.
Kyuhyun smiled at his hung’s innocence, before forcefully peeling Ryeowook from the wall. He let his hand graze down Ryeowook’s back side before delivering a small slap. A gasp erupting from Ryeowook’s plump lips.
“Now behave,” Kyuhyun whispered pressing his lips to the older man’s ears.
pairings: kyuwook yewook
rating: R
disclaimer: i own nothing and no one.
A/N: This fic might not flow very well together, its just something i'm writing on the side so i'll most likely just post it here..no one will probably stop by my journal to see this but oh well lol.
“S-Stop it!” Ryeowook pleaded, squirming in agony as unwanted hands roughly nipped at his sides.
“Say what I want to hear,” The man offered.
“N-Never!” Ryeowook panted, arching his back in an attempt to escape the other man’s hands, but all it did was press their bodies closer together, making a wiry smile spread across the other man’s face.
“I know you want this to stop, just say the magic words,” The man’s breath ghosted over Ryeowook’s pale neck, making his skin rise into goosebumps.
“Please stop!” Ryeowook writhed, his face twisting into pain.
“Then say-”
“Okay, okay!” Ryeowook finally broke, relief washed over his body as the disgusting hands lifted off of him.
“Say it,” The man on top of him ordered, his dark eyes gazing at the horrified man beneath him.
“Yesung,”
“Uh uh uh,” Yesung tsked. “What did I say you were to call me?”
“B-But.” Ryeowook frowned.
“If you don’t no deal.”
“Yesungie is the most handsome and talented out off all the members. His hands and head are normal sized despite previous beliefs of them not being normal. He is not awkward but sexy. ..” Ryeowook tried to avoid the older man’s gaze.
A smirk twisted onto Yesung’s face as eh straightened up with pride, “I’ve never heard more truthful words,” Ryeowook couldn’t prevent the pout that attached itself to his lips.
“I dislike you…” Ryeowook murmured.
“Oh now you and I both know that’s a lie,” Yesung smiled his fingers stroking the younger man’s chin while tilting it upwards.
Ryeowook’s eyes worriedly stared at Yesung as he felt the older man’s eyes burning into him. “What?” Ryeowook questioned, trying to remove his chin from Yesung’s grasp.
Yesung slowly took away the gap that was between his and the younger man’s lips, capturing Ryeowook’s lips into a deliciously slow kiss, his tongue comfortably slipping into the other man’s mouth. All of the blood in Ryeowook’s veins seemed to grow warmer, not scolding hot but warmer and blissful. Once the shock of the older man’s lips on his set in, he slowly let his eyes drift shut. He let himself be pulled into the moment.
Ryeowook’s eyes fluttered open as the kiss came to a peaceful end, Yesung slowly pulling away. All Ryeowook could do is beam up at the other, even though his face was becoming a dark crimson.
Yesung yawned slowly stretching his arms above his head, letting small cracks fill the silent room, “Well, I’ve been up for two hours and haven’t had coffee yet, I think I’m going to go make some before I crash.” As the older man crawled off he missed the pout that lined the other’s face.
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It had been four days since their kiss and Yesung was avoiding Ryeowook while acting as if nothing happened, this left the younger of the two in a whirl wind of confusion. He wanted to indirectly say he liked Yesung by sitting by him more and things but it always seemed Yesung was surrounded by people. So when one morning Ryeowook noticed the older man alone in the kitchen he knew he had to jump on the opportunity.
“Hey, hyung.” Ryeowook whispered, taking small nervous steps foreword.
“Oh, hey Wookie, I’m making some cocoa do you want some?” Yesung questioned.
“Please and thank you…” Ryeowook spoke barely above a whisper. Feeling slightly daring Ryeowook took 4 big steps across the tiled floors until he was right in front of Yesung. He slowly wrapped his arms around Yesung and began closing the distance between their lips when eh heard a voice call from the next room.
“Yesungie!” Sungmin whined, “Honey, I’m freezing! Forget the cocoa and come warm me up!”
Ryeowook rubbed his face lovingly against Yesung’s instead of the kiss he had planned.
“W..what was that for?” Yesung questioned.
“It’s ummm friendship day and I wanted to show how much I love you, my friend.” Ryeowook smiled, before quickly grabbing a cup of cocoa and mumbling a “thanks hyung,”
Ryeowook ran once he was in the hallway, not looking where he was going and not caring. He knew that was a bad idea, a very bad one but his mind couldn’t focus on that enough to care.
He tried to blink away his tears so he could get a clear view of his bedroom door but by this time it didn’t matter he just wanted to be out of the hall. So he quickly opened the door and went inside.
Ryeowook’s lips split open into a whimper as a sharp corner made contact with his stomach making him lose balance and crumple to the floor. He felt the cup of hot chocolate fly out of his grip. He closed his eyes tightly as he hit the floor with a thud. “Oww~” Ryeowook whined, wincing slightly as he sat up and opened his eyes.
The sight he saw made him want to close his eyes and pretend he was invisible.
“Wookie,” Kyuhyun spoke through gritted teeth.
“Kyuhyun-ah! I’m so sorry! I-I promise to buy you a new one!” Ryeowook bowed begging for forgiveness, as Kyuhyun glared down at his ruined laptop. Smoke came off of the bit of technology, mixing with the steam from the hot cocoa which got poured all over it.
“Aish,” Kyuhyun cursed, pushing the laptop away, his face wrinkled in disgust.
“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! I promise I’ll-”
“Wookie, you are broke. I know you are. Ever since SJM has returned to Korea you have been. Because like a good son you sent all your money t your family.”
Ryeowook pouted slightly, “But we go back to China soon…”
“In a month, that’s an awful long time Wookie…” Kyuhyun spoke leaning back slightly.
“Then..then you can have my laptop!”
“That thing is sooo old, and virus infested.” Kyuhyun sighed.
“Then.. Then…” Ryeowook pouted, he didn’t have anything he could give Kyuhyun.
“Hmm I think I have an idea. What if you work off the money you would owe me?” Kyuhyun suggested after a few torturous minutes of silence.
“I can’t really do anything worth the equivalent of a laptop…”
“Well this is an easy job.” Kyuhyun waved off all worries. “You can be my servant, wash my clothes, clean my room, cook me food and such.”
“O-okay.”
“Oh and also you will be my pet.”
“Pet?!” Ryeowook shrieked in horror.
“Yes,”
Ryeowook just stared back at the younger man as if he had just grown a second head.
“I never had a pet as a child. So you can be mine,” Kyuhyun said simply.
“Kyu.. I don’t know..”
“Do you want to pay me back for my laptop or not?”
“Okay….okay.” Ryeowook sighed, the scene with Yesung had now been wiped from his mind and his worries of Kyuhyun filled him.
“Alright now you can began your servitude. By washing my jeans you spilt your hot chocolate on.” Kyuhyun stood stripping off his pants before handing them to the blushing older man.
“Y-Your legs,” Ryeowook pointed to the red burns from the cocoa.
“Hm? Oh, no big deal, but if these pants stain I’ll be pissed.” Kyuhyun then turned and pulled on some sweat pants over his boxers. He smiled slightly when he turned back around and saw Ryeowook quickly look away.
“Any other clothes I should wash?” Ryeowook stared at the floor, his face growing redder by the second.
“That pile over there.” Kyuhyun pointed and within seconds the pile was gone and so was Ryeowook. Throughout the whole day Ryeowook seemed on fast-forward always running around like a chicken with it’s head cut off. He fussed over little things trying to make his cleaning very thorough so the load the next day he would have to clean wouldn’t have to be as brutal. Also this kept his mind off of wondering what the next day would be like as a pet. His stomach tightened every time the thought fluttered through his mind. He truly couldn’t imagine what was to come his way.
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“Morning Wookie,” Kyuhyun smiled at the older man as he entered his room.
“G-Good morning…” Ryeowook replied nervously, he was afraid to start his first day as a pet.
“Put this on.” Kyuhyun handed Ryeowook a bag full of clothing.
“O-okay,” Ryeowook nodded slowly taking the bag before disappearing into the bathroom. He stripped off his own clothes before taking a glance in side the bag. He felt his breath stop as his eyes roamed over the skin tight faded skinny jeans, thin black tank top, bunny tail and ears.
He put the clothes on to test and immediately blushed at his own sight. The pants were lower on his hips than he would have liked and they stuck to his legs like they were painted on. Kyuhyun must not have known they were so small, the younger man would never plan something like that.
“Wookwook what’s taking so long?” Kyuhyun called through the door. “Come here my pet, come here!”
“Kyuhyun… there is a problem… my outfit..” Ryeowook trailed off as he noticed the door handle turning. A smirk slid across Kyuhyun’s lips as his eyes swept across the older man.
“What? I don’t see a problem with it, now be a good boy and follow me.” Kyuhyun rubbed his fingers underneath Ryeowook’s chin.
“O-Okay,” Ryeowook’s body went stiff from the small touch. He looked both ways down the hallway, making sure the coast was clear, before following Kyuhyun into his bedroom.
Once inside he noticed his ‘master’ laying on his bed a serious look across his face.
“W-What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, I’m just a little sad today. As my pet you should know that. After all animals are supposed to be very sensitive to their master’s emotions. Come cheer me up.”
“How?” Ryeowook bit his lip, rubbing his legs together nervously while trying to hide his body by pulling the tank top down.
“You’re the pet, not me.” Kyuhyun shrugged.
“Well?” Kyuhyun said after a few minutes of Ryeowook analyzing the situation. Ryeowook slowly crawled onto the bed, laying half his body on the younger man’s.
“Be happy,” Ryeowook whispered rubbing his head against Kyuhyun’s chin warmly.
“I’ll try,” Kyuhyun whispered letting his fingers fall onto Ryeowook’s head, slowly stroking the soft dark hair.
“Mmm,” Ryeowook purred at the gentle fingers work. “What’s wrong?’ He questioned again tilting his head to view his young master.
Kyuhyun waited a moment before answering, the obligation in Ryeowook’s eyes made his stomach churn. “Nothing to concern yourself with,” He answered turning his gaze away and onto another object in the room.
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After two weeks of being a pet and servant Ryeowook realized what the pet days were for. They were made for him to relax, to take a breather from the intense cleaning of the day before. Each day his outfit seemed a little different, the animal ears were always different, except for today he was back to bunny ears. Also his outfit now consisted of leather shorts, fish net tights and a black tank top with a light pink bow tie that matched the ears. Ryeowook stopped complaining about his outfits when one day Kyuhyun said if he didn’t like them he could walk around naked.
To be honest Ryeowook felt naked in the outfits, he blushed every time he saw himself in a mirror, or felt a breeze or caught Kyuhyun watching him with those dark eyes. Ryeowook glanced around the bathroom looking for something to hide his embarrassment, he pulled on a robe before sneaking across the hall into Kyuhyun’s room.
“Ah, perfect time, come here. Come here Wookie.” Kyuhyun called patting his lap. Ryeowook walked slowly clutching the robe to his chest.
“My my, what have you gotten yourself into now? Huh?’ Kyuhyun cooed. “Now be a good boy and let me take it.” Ryeowook bit his lip glaring slightly as Kyuhyun moved his arms so he could pull the robe off. “Good boy, now you stay out of that from now on. I wouldn’t want to hit your bum as punishment next time.”
Ryeowook’s eyes widened at the last comment his heart slowing, he would make sure he remembered that and never did it again.
“I thought I told you to come here?” Kyuhyun arched an eyebrow before pulling Ryeowook down onto his lap. “Calm down Wookie.” Kyuhyun soothed, patting Ryeowook’s head as if to make him stop resisting which eventually he did.
“Mmm what a good pet.” Kyuhyun smiled placing a soft kiss to the side of Ryeowook’s head making the older man’s face turn crimson. “What’s wrong honey?” Kyuhyun questioned as he noticed the anxious look across the other man’s face.
“Nothing..” Ryeowook rubbed his head against Kyuhyun’s chest.
“Don’t lie,” Kyuhyun frowned, resting his forehead against the top of the older man’s head. When Ryeowook didn’t speak again the younger man decided to change the conversation. “So, did I tell you the rules I thought up?”
“Rules?” Ryeowook sat up straight to look into the other man’s face.
“Yes, I um decided to make some solid rules before things got too confusing . Number one: no telling anyone. Number two: I don’t want you to let anyone beside me see you in these outfits.” Kyuhyun’s hands ran roughly over the fishnet that clung to Ryeowook’s thin thighs.
Ryeowook’s body straightened again, a new adrenaline coursing through his body. “ I like those rules.” Ryeowook didn’t want anyone else to have to know about this humiliating situation. It would be far too embarrassing if someone ever caught him dressed so scarcely.
“good.” Kyuhyun smiled his fingers beginning to run through the older man’s hair.
“Mmm.” Ryeowook purred as the delicate fingers messaged his scalp. He found himself pushing his head further against Kyuhyun’s hand as a sign to show he wanted more. He was falling into a role of pet far easily than he had planned. The only tell of his discomfort was the dark blush that was constantly appearing on his high structured cheeks.
“How would you liked your tummy rubbed?” Ryeowook’s eyes blinked open, Kyuhyun’s face was closer than before, a lot closer.
“Kyu~” Ryeowook whispered almost warningly, as the younger man had him lean backwards onto the computer desk.
Kyuhyun slipped his hands under the thin black cloth, caressing the soft skin he found there. He slowly ran his hands up a down Ryeowook’s sides before sticking his thumbs out to peel the shirt upwards to get a glimpse of skin. He felt small tremors flow throughout Ryeowook’s body. “Mm you like that Wookwook?” Kyuhyun taunted.
“Kyu~” Ryeowook sighed, goose bumps rising in a trail behind the gifted hands.
“I don’t hear any purring? What kind of pet are you?”
“A bunny?” Ryeowook blinked innocently pointing to the ears on his head.
“Oh you have a point, and bunnies don’t like their tummy rubbed.” Kyuhyun dropped his hands to his sides.
Ryeowook couldn’t help but let out a soft whimper, he had grown accustom to such touches to a point where they became pleasurable. “Wait, I-I’m not an animal expert,”
“And?” Kyuhyun smirked, arching an eyebrow.
“Bunnies might purr… if they got their stomachs rubbed.”
“Really? Then lets test it, shall we?” Kyuhyun’s fingers soon found their way running over the soft flesh once again. He frowned slightly as his fingers traced the prominent ribs. “My pet is too malnourished.”
“You need to eat more so we can play more roughly without me worrying if I’m going to break you,” Kyuhyun commented. “It’s my fault I should feed you better.” He let his head fall down against Ryeowook’s stomach nuzzling it affectionately. “Mwah, “ Kyuhyun kissed the soft skin, his body aching from the lack of tongue he so desperately wanted to use.
Ryeowook felt a wave of heat flood across his body.
“I’m sorry Wookwook. I’ll go get you food now.” Kyuhyun motioned for his pet to get off him. Ryeowook slipped onto the floor, red faced and pouting as the younger man exited the door.
After a few minutes of being alone Ryeowook released a sigh and stood composing himself before he began to pick up unwanted clothes spread across the room. He didn’t want his job tomorrow to be more difficult than it had to be. So he began filing dirty clothes into a hamper he had bought, unaware of the sepia toned eyes that watched curiously.
Yesung couldn’t believe the sight in front of him, he had gone looking for Ryeowook and seemed to find another man completely. His eyes scanned the milky legs clad in fishnet and tight fitting black shorts that showed off the young man’s small sculpted ass. His tongue ran across his rough chapped lips as his eyes locked onto the small portion of Ryeowook’s exposed stomach. The shirt had been folded up slightly why Yesung wasn’t sure but he sure wish he knew.
As his eyes continued upwards, they caught a silky pink bow tie along with crooked bunny ears placed in a mess of hair. Which was very uncharacteristically like of Ryeowook. He frowned slightly, wondering what the whole scene was about, the ears, the outfit, the hair, in Kyuhyun’s room? A small noise down the hall made Yesung quickly scurrying into the bathroom to hide.
Kyuhyun watched angrily as Yesung fled. He knew right away what the other man was doing as soon as he saw the small crack open of his door. He tried his best to keep his composure as he entered his own room, he knew soon Yesung would try and peer back in.
He let out an angry sigh as he closed the door behind him, setting a bowl of rise down with some chopsticks.
“what’s wrong?” Ryeowook questioned, kicking the hamper close ‘discreetly’ to try and cover his other work.
“…” Kyuhyun opened his mouth to speak but when his eyes landed on Ryeowook he felt as if he was being blown away by the other’s appearance. He didn’t like how every time he saw the older man he got that weird feeling. How was someone so beautiful all the time?
“Kyuhyun?” Ryeowook asked worried, his “hyung” tone coming out.
“It’s nothing, I just saw someone doing tomorrows job today.” Kyuhyun shook his head in fake disappointment.
“I’m sorry… master. I-I just thought in my free time… I could-”
“Well you thought wrong. And have disobeyed me, do you know what that means pet?”
Ryeowook watched wide eyed and afraid.
“It’s time for a spanking.” Kyuhyun could here the slight movement of the door and he knew Yesung was there watching.
“W-What?” Ryeowook backed away afraid. He pushed himself against a wall hiding his bum.
“Now now, just accept the punishment.”
“No.”
“Fine,” Kyuhyun stepped closer letting his fingers slowly begin to tickle Ryeowook’s sides. “How about now?”
“No,” Ryeowook giggled like a child.
Kyuhyun smiled at his hung’s innocence, before forcefully peeling Ryeowook from the wall. He let his hand graze down Ryeowook’s back side before delivering a small slap. A gasp erupting from Ryeowook’s plump lips.
“Now behave,” Kyuhyun whispered pressing his lips to the older man’s ears.