Silk & Collars ch. 18
Title: Silk and Collars
Chapter: 18/24
Pairing: YoungSaeng/Everyone, multiple side pairings
Rating: NC-17
Crossover: Super Junior, DBSK, Big Bang, UKiss
Genre: Angst, AU,
Summary: Silk robes, leather collars, and sex. In this world, pleasing your Master can mean life or death.
A/N: Ongoing RP with curionenene
The months passed, YoungSaeng enjoying every moment he could HyunJoong during their training. There was never any sex between them, not that YoungSaeng didn't want to, but HyunJoong was still finding it difficult. Of course that didn't stop the occasional blow jobs from KyuJong or JungMin if HyunJoong needed it, but YoungSaeng had learned to keep his feelings towards the older man in check.
HyunJoong grew stronger in his ability, and YoungSaeng knew it was only a matter of time before he had to concede that HyunJoong was ready to go to auction, though he was delaying it for as long as possible.
Though things never seemed to go as YoungSaeng planned.
"Damn him," YoungSaeng sighed, tossing the letter onto his desk and looking up at JungMin who had just delivered it. "That was a summons, from YunHo," he said tersely. "For HyunJoong. You know what that means."
JungMin’s expression dropped. He had been hoping it wasn’t what he thought it was. “The auctions.” He said glumly. It had been a time they’d all been dreading.
YoungSaeng nodded, leaning back in his chair. "Day after tomorrow. I have to present him to the clan leaders. How long has he been here now? Close to eight months I think. Far longer than any other trainee. He will be missed. Well, I should go tell him the bad news," he said, getting to his feet. "Call the others for a meeting please, I'll meet you in the kitchen in a few," he said, heading towards the door.
JungMin let out a sigh as he murmured his acknowledgment. He knew, as much as everyone else, how important HyunJoong had become to all of them. YoungSaeng most of all. But the master seemed to be taking it pretty well.
More often than not, HyunJoong had slept in YoungSaeng's bed with him at night. It was reassuring, though YoungSaeng wasn't sure who it was more reassuring for. The last he had seen of the slave, he'd been sprawled out, still asleep. Climbing up the stairs to his room, he opened the door and peeked in, smiling softly at seeing him still fast asleep. Padding over to the bed, he kicked off his slippers and crawled into bed next to him, wrapping his arms around HyunJoong's waist and cuddled against him, not quite ready to wake him up with the bad news.
HyunJoong felt the dip in the bed and the warm arms around him, and he grinned. He’d been just about ready to wake up, but now he didn’t. “Mmm... am I a nice bolster?” He murmured, eyes still closed.
"A very warm and comfortable bolster," YoungSaeng said, nuzzling into him. "Did you sleep well? It's well into the afternoon now."
“Yes I did.” HyunJoong murmured, grinning. “That last session knocked me out good. Gave me a fright when you suddenly slit your hand like that though.”
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you," YoungSaeng said, watching him with a soft smile. He wished he could relax the day away in bed with HyunJoong and just ignore YunHo's summons, but he couldn't. "I'm sorry HyunJoong... but I have some news," he said, sitting up so he was propped up on his elbow to look down at him. "You've been summoned."
“Summoned?” HyunJoong opened his eyes, blinking. “You mean… it’s time already?”
"Yeah... I'm afraid so," YoungSaeng said, smiling sadly. "We'll have tonight and tomorrow, then day after tomorrow you'll go to the auction."
HyunJoong swallowed, taking in the news. Then shaking his head, he asked softly. “Can’t we do anything about it? I… I don’t want to leave yet.”
"I don't want you to leave either," YoungSaeng said with a soft sigh, curling back up against him. "But you've been here for over half a year, I can't keep delaying it. I'm sorry Hyun... I wish there was something more I could do."
HyunJoong closed his eyes, holding onto his master. “I know… I know…” But it still hurt to think he would leave what had become his home.
"Tonight and tomorrow is all about you though," YoungSaeng said, tiling his head up to rest his chin on HyunJoong's chest. "We can do whatever you want to do."
“What I want to do?” HyunJoong smiled at that thinking. “I want to create a nice memory before I have to leave… at the very least.”
"I think we can do that, or try at least," YoungSaeng said, returning the smile. "What did you have in mind?"
“I don’t know… but I used to love to play game with my family when I was younger… before my dad got sick.” HyunJoong went a little quiet at that before he shook his head. “Maybe we should try that.”
"A game? I think we could do that," YoungSaeng nodded. "What kind of game did you want to play?"
“I have no idea.” HyunJoong looked up at YoungSaeng. “What games do we have here? I seriously doubt you could bust out an xbox or a wii.”
"Hmm.. no, we only have playstation," YoungSaeng deadpanned.
HyunJoong raised an eyebrow, unsure if YoungSaeng was joking. “Seriously?”
"No, we don't have a playstation," YoungSaeng chuckled. "There's only so much that can be brought over, and that takes too much power. But we have some card games or board games around here somewhere. You really want to play some games?"
“Sure.” HyunJoong blinked, before he grinned. “Maybe we should make it a drinking game though. Since we’re all adults here.”
"Now that could be fun," YoungSaeng laughed, sitting up a little. "How about strip poker?"
HyunJoong turned a little red at that. “Uhm… well.” Then he closed his eyes and stilled himself. It was the last time he was going to see them in a while, he might as well do something crazy. “Yeah. That sounds good.”
"Really? I was just joking but if you want to," YoungSaeng grinned, leaning down to peck HyunJoong lightly on the lips. "Come on, get up sleepy head, we have to go tell the others."
“That we’re playing strip poker?” HyunJoong joked wryly as he smiled a little at the peck on the lips, pushing himself up.
"Well, that too, but also the bad news," YoungSaeng said, crawling back off the bed and going to his closet to change. "And because it's your last couple of days HyunJoong, I'm not going to make you undress me or dress me or bathe me, or anything else a slave should do. Today and tomorrow, you're just another man in my house."
“But… I… kinda like doing that.” HyunJoong said before he stopped himself. Slapping a hand over his mouth, he looked away. “Uhm… I mean…”
YoungSaeng popped his head out of the closet, an eyebrow raised. "Well don't let me stop you if you insist."
Blushing, HyunJoong bowed as he hurried to YoungSaeng’s side, helping the other man to undress, going through the usual routines as if nothing had changed.
"At the very least, you've finally learned how to tie robes," YoungSaeng said, watching HyunJoong with a small smile. "You know I'll make sure you go to a good and fair master. Probably to SooHyun, he's a good man."
“Mmm…” HyunJoong didn’t say anything. Honestly, the only master he wanted was YoungSaeng, but that wasn’t possible.
Once his robes were on and tied up completely, YoungSaeng took HyunJoong's hand to lead him from the room down to the kitchens where everyone was waiting. He knew how sad HyunJoong was feeling, his own feelings much the same. HyunJoong had become such a big part of their lives now that being without him would be strange to say the least.
Everyone was already waiting for them, KyuJong in JungMin's lap at the table and Zhou Mi humming as he hovered over the stove.
"Everyone, I have some good news, and some bad news," YoungSaeng said, keeping HyunJoong at his side. "The bad news is that HyunJoong has been summoned to the auction and will be leaving us day after tomorrow."
Obviously, JungMin had already told everyone what was going to happen, since there wasn’t any big reaction. But then, JungMin blinked, at the good news part. “What’s the good news?”
YoungSaeng scowled at JungMin. "You have a big mouth," he grumbled. "HyunJoong wants to play a game with us tonight."
"...." KyuJong snorted a little at that.
"Strip poker."
JungMin went bug eyed at that. “What?”
HyunJoong flushed at the reaction, slinking a little bit more behind YoungSaeng.
"Someone find the cards, we'll eat while we play," YoungSaeng said, grinning smugly at JungMin's reaction.
"You know this is just going to reduce into an orgy, right?" KyuJong asked, looking at HyunJoong. "You sure about this?"
“Uhm… well…” HyunJoong shifted a little uncomfortably, “I thought… since it’s the last time I’m going to be seeing you guys in a while…”
“You’ve doomed us all, HyunJoong.” HyungJoon said glumly, plopping down into a seat.
Getting up out of JungMin's lap, KyuJong walked over to where HyunJoong was standing. "You don't have to do that for us," he said, wrapping his arms around HyunJoong's shoulder. "We won't complain of course, but you don't have to." He pulled back to look into HyunJoong's eyes. "Does this mean you're going to fuck someone?"
"Kyu, leave him alone," YoungSaeng frowned at that. "Joon, find cards."
HyunJoong turned a deep scarlet, scuttling to help Zhou Mi get plates for the food. JungMin cast an amused glance at KyuJong.
“Yes, Saeng.” HyungJoon sighed, trudging out of the room. He was going to be bullied in this game for sure.
"Do any of you actually know how to play poker?" Zhou Mi asked, pulling the pan off the stove and starting to dish out the stir fry. "I know master has played."
"I have no idea how to play," KyuJong shook his head, looking at JungMin as he sat back down in his lap. "You?"
“I played a butchered version of it that the hookers in my town played for cash… uh… it was mostly dirty tricks and stuff so I don’t think you want to do that.” JungMin blinked, his hand automatically fondling KyuJong’s ass.
"I guess we're teaching them how to play, Mi," YoungSaeng said with a sigh. "Though that probably means good things for us."
"Oh, definitely good things," Zhou Mi nodded, grinning widely.
JungMin raised an eyebrow at them and shrugged. “I see we’ll be completely naked by the end of this KyuJong.”
"I think I can live with that," KyuJong said, wiggling a little in JungMin's lap to the fondling. "Though if you keep that up we won't make it to the game."
"No sex during food," YoungSaeng said, sitting down in his usual seat. "Please."
“But food sex is fun…” JungMin pouted, at which, HyunJoong, who was helping to carry a plate over nearly dropped it.
"Eight months and he's still like this?" KyuJong shook his head. "Where did we go wrong Min?"
"Obviously the not subtle tactic didn't work this time," YoungSaeng said, rolling his eyes when everyone sat down to eat, HyungJoon having returned with the cards by that point.
JungMin sighed. “Lo, someone who’s resistant to our charms, KyuJong. But then again, maybe he’s saving out for someone.” He winked a HyunJoong, who was almost blowing out steam from his ears from embarrassment by then.
"I guess there was only so much we could do when his heart was claimed by another," KyuJong lamented dramatically. "And to think we used our best tricks on him too."
"Oh stop it you two," YoungSaeng shook his head at them. "You two are horrible you know that?"
"But that's why you love us," KyuJong batted his eyelashes at YoungSaeng, his arm going around JungMin's neck.
“Yes, that’s why you love us~” JungMin parroted, making kissing sounds. HyungJoon reached over and batted JungMin over the head. And when the elder glared at him, he shrugged, “I’m just doing what everyone felt like doing to you two.”
"Thank you HyungJoon," YoungSaeng said, starting to eat. "So I think tomorrow, Zhou Mi you should make all of HyunJoong's favorite foods, since we have no idea if there will be a good cook where he's going."
"I can do that," Zhou Mi nodded enthusiastically.
"What else are we going to do?" KyuJong asked, feeding JungMin some stir fry.
"Not sure, we'll leave it up to HyunJoong."
HyunJoong, suddenly finding himself put in the spot, mumbled through a mouthful of rice. “Uhmm… I’m open to suggestions.”
JungMin exchanged a look with KyuJong at that, but all he said was. “We’ll probably be nursing sore asses actually… too sore to move.”
"Probably," KyuJong agreed with a nod. "But hey that would be good practice for HyunJoong right?"
"... Whether he heals you or not is up to him, but I don't think he will," YoungSaeng said. "You two will have earned whatever aches and pains you get tonight."
Pausing with a spoonful of food, JungMin suddenly mused. “You know, it just occurred to me, HyunJoong, you could have unlimited sex with that power of yours… you’re like… a sex machine.”
“W-what?” HyunJoong nearly choked at that.
"He's right, especially if he tops," KyuJong nodded, missing the dark look on YoungSaeng's face. "Whoever he fucks, could get instantly healed and be ready for more. He really could go all night if he practices enough."
HyunJoong sunk low in his seat, squirming at the implication.
"Cut it out you two," YoungSaeng said, frowning at JungMin and KyuJong. "You're making him uncomfortable."
"... Sorry HyunJoong," KyuJong said meekly.
JungMin only shrug, but the prolonged stare made him think twice. “Sorry.”
HyunJoong shook his head, now beginning to seriously rethink his suggestions.
"I'll be dealer," YoungSaeng said, taking the cards from HyungJoon and starting to shuffle. "Your bets are with your clothes, so if you lose a hand, you lost your shirt. If you don't know how to play, well I bet you'll be naked pretty quick if you don't pick it up."
"Not fair," KyuJong pouted. "You know how to play Joon? HyunJoong?"
“Vaguely.” HyungJoon sighed. “It’s been a long time though.”
HyunJoong wondered why anyone thought he’d agree to such a game if he didn’t know how to play but nodded slowly.
“I don’t really care.” JungMin shrugged with a cheeky grin. “I can get naked right now.”
"Finish eating first," YoungSaeng sighed, rolling his eyes a little as he started passing out cards. "Be so kind as to give them the basics then Mi, otherwise they're just going to start humping on the table."
"We wouldn't do that," KyuJong protested, though he did lean closer to Zhou Mi to hear what he had to say.
“Well, I’m done eating.” JungMin grinned, gesturing at his empty plate, while HyungJoon, in a vain attempt to delay the inevitable, made an effort to chew slower.
"... No bets the first hand," YoungSaeng said with finality, giving JungMin a wary look. "You're in a mood today."
"He's in a mood every day," KyuJong said, looking up from what Zhou Mi was showing him. "Okay, I think I'm ready."
HyungJoon sighed, putting away his plate, looking for all the world like he was being dragged to a torture room. HyunJoong did the same, albeit nervously, glancing warily at JungMin as well.
The first round went rather smoothly, Zhou Mi folding as well as KyuJong when Zhou Mi told him to. It went around again until they showed their hands, YoungSaeng winning with a pair of nines.
"I think he's going to cheat, being the dealer," KyuJong said, passing in his cards so YoungSaeng could shuffle a new hand.
"I do not cheat," YoungSaeng sniffed a little. "Alright, this is a for real round, everyone will call an article of clothing as their bet."
“Alright!” JungMin grinned gaily. “I’ll bet my outer robe!”
“Sock.” HyungJoon mumbled, at which HyunJoong concurred.
"Just let him strip," KyuJong sighed, glancing at JungMin with a smirk. "I bet my outer robe too."
"Why do I doubt this is going to go past a few rounds?" Zhou Mi said, shaking his head as he accepted his cards and helped KyuJong with his again.
"Because it won't," YoungSaeng chuckled. "No Min, you have to play the game. No stripping unless you lose. I bet my socks as well."
“Alright. Fine.” JungMin pouted, taking up his cards and frowning at them. Obviously, he had no idea what sort of hand they were as well.
HyungJoon picked up his cards and groaned before putting them down. Beside him, HyunJoong picked up his hand and looked at them with a slightly blank, puzzled expression.
They went around again, everyone losing an article of clothing except for HyunJoong who bluffed his way into winning the round. YoungSaeng wiggled his bare toes as he shuffled for the next hand. "I think everyone but HyunJoong and the master are going to be naked pretty quick," Zhou Mi said, folding his outer robe neatly to place on the floor.
While HyunJoong mumbled an excuse about blind luck, JungMin was almost too happy to get rid of his robe, throwing it up into the air. HyungJoon sighed, mumbling that he’d bet his outer robe too, trying to sink into the floor.
"Seems like we're going to get two more hands out of JungMin and Kyu," YoungSaeng said, shuffling again before passing out the cards.
"Unless they strip each other first," Zhou Mi said, peeking over the table to see where KyuJong's other hand was disappearing to.
"This is why we don't usually play games Hyun," YoungSaeng said, glancing at the other. "It usually falls apart twenty minutes in with these two."
As if to affirm that sentiment, JungMin let out a soft groan, at which HyungJoon sighed, starting pointedly at his cards.
HyunJoong blushed as well, ducking behind his cards. “Yes, I won’t suggest this again...”
"Just ignore them," YoungSaeng chuckled. "Betting outer robes." The others placed their bets and after a couple of card swaps, it was YoungSaeng who was the winner of the hand. The master beamed cheekily watching the others pull off whatever it was they had bet.
"Kyu and Min are down to their underwear, they won't last much longer," Zhou Mi said with a sigh, slumping down in his seat.
HyunJoong pulled off his socks, trying to ignore KyuJong and JungMin making out with each other. “Outer robes.”
HyungJoon squirmed uncomfortably in his inner robes. It was obvious he knew he was going to lose that soon too. “When we’re all naked, can we just leave?”
YoungSaeng smiled sympathetically at HyungJoon. "Yes, you can leave if you lose all your clothes," he said.
"I think I'll be leaving with you, Joon," Zhou Mi said, scooting his chair away from KyuJong and JungMin.
"Pay attention you two," YoungSaeng sighed, shuffling the cards again and dealing them out. "One more hand, then you can do whatever you want."
“Yes, yes.” JungMin glanced at the cards then threw it down. “Fold.”
“... He just got a flush.” HyunJoong raised an incredulous eyebrow.
"You can't fold if you have a winning hand JungMin," YoungSaeng blinked at him. "That's like.. the opposite of the point of the game."
"We're playing strip poker, the point for him is to be naked," KyuJong said.
"Min you can trade out cards, but I'm not letting you fold," YoungSaeng shook his head, picking the cards up and handing them back to him.
JungMin sighed and put down a card at before waving a hand away, busy, groping KyuJong’s ass. HyunJoong quickly picked it up, slightly amused.
"Anyway, let's continue," YoungSaeng muttered. "Who's still mostly clothed?"
"You and HyunJoong and HyungJoon," Zhou Mi replied. "I'm in my socks and underwear."
Bets were placed and it was pretty clear that KyuJong and JungMin were losing the hand since the former had stopped bothering to get advice from Zhou Mi. It was HyunJoong's turn to win the hand again, YoungSaeng shimmying out of his inner robes and left in just his underwear.
JungMin hadn’t bothered with taking off his underwear, helping KyuJong with his instead, pulling the other to the floor.
“Can I leave now?” HyungJoon whined, left in his underwear, glaring at HyunJoong, who was calmly sitting there, mostly clothed. “And you! Why do you still have most of your clothes on?!”
"Because he knows how to play poker, yes shoo, if you're going to be whiny," YoungSaeng waved a hand at him.
"I'll go with you Joon," Zhou Mi said, having finally lost all his clothes as well.
YoungSaeng returned his attention to HyunJoong, lips curled upwards. "I don't think either of us will be satisfied until one of us wins, am I right?"
“Nope.” HyunJoong grinned back, “You’ve been holding back too... I can tell. Distracted by KyuJong and JungMin, much?”
"A little, they are very distracting," YoungSaeng nodded, glancing down at the floor beside his chair where JungMin had KyuJong on his hands and knees. "I haven't been fucked like that in a while, so I'm really horny right now." His attention returned to HyunJoong. "Continue then?" he said, shuffling the cards.
HyunJoong bit his lips, as if deciding something. Then taking a deep breath, he said. “Yes... but how about we make an extra bet?”
"I'm listening," YoungSaeng said, the cards flipping together in his hands as he shuffled.
“Well...” HyunJoong looked down at his fingers. “If you win... I’ll fuck you.”
Chapter: 18/24
Pairing: YoungSaeng/Everyone, multiple side pairings
Rating: NC-17
Crossover: Super Junior, DBSK, Big Bang, UKiss
Genre: Angst, AU,
Summary: Silk robes, leather collars, and sex. In this world, pleasing your Master can mean life or death.
A/N: Ongoing RP with curionenene
The months passed, YoungSaeng enjoying every moment he could HyunJoong during their training. There was never any sex between them, not that YoungSaeng didn't want to, but HyunJoong was still finding it difficult. Of course that didn't stop the occasional blow jobs from KyuJong or JungMin if HyunJoong needed it, but YoungSaeng had learned to keep his feelings towards the older man in check.
HyunJoong grew stronger in his ability, and YoungSaeng knew it was only a matter of time before he had to concede that HyunJoong was ready to go to auction, though he was delaying it for as long as possible.
Though things never seemed to go as YoungSaeng planned.
"Damn him," YoungSaeng sighed, tossing the letter onto his desk and looking up at JungMin who had just delivered it. "That was a summons, from YunHo," he said tersely. "For HyunJoong. You know what that means."
JungMin’s expression dropped. He had been hoping it wasn’t what he thought it was. “The auctions.” He said glumly. It had been a time they’d all been dreading.
YoungSaeng nodded, leaning back in his chair. "Day after tomorrow. I have to present him to the clan leaders. How long has he been here now? Close to eight months I think. Far longer than any other trainee. He will be missed. Well, I should go tell him the bad news," he said, getting to his feet. "Call the others for a meeting please, I'll meet you in the kitchen in a few," he said, heading towards the door.
JungMin let out a sigh as he murmured his acknowledgment. He knew, as much as everyone else, how important HyunJoong had become to all of them. YoungSaeng most of all. But the master seemed to be taking it pretty well.
More often than not, HyunJoong had slept in YoungSaeng's bed with him at night. It was reassuring, though YoungSaeng wasn't sure who it was more reassuring for. The last he had seen of the slave, he'd been sprawled out, still asleep. Climbing up the stairs to his room, he opened the door and peeked in, smiling softly at seeing him still fast asleep. Padding over to the bed, he kicked off his slippers and crawled into bed next to him, wrapping his arms around HyunJoong's waist and cuddled against him, not quite ready to wake him up with the bad news.
HyunJoong felt the dip in the bed and the warm arms around him, and he grinned. He’d been just about ready to wake up, but now he didn’t. “Mmm... am I a nice bolster?” He murmured, eyes still closed.
"A very warm and comfortable bolster," YoungSaeng said, nuzzling into him. "Did you sleep well? It's well into the afternoon now."
“Yes I did.” HyunJoong murmured, grinning. “That last session knocked me out good. Gave me a fright when you suddenly slit your hand like that though.”
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you," YoungSaeng said, watching him with a soft smile. He wished he could relax the day away in bed with HyunJoong and just ignore YunHo's summons, but he couldn't. "I'm sorry HyunJoong... but I have some news," he said, sitting up so he was propped up on his elbow to look down at him. "You've been summoned."
“Summoned?” HyunJoong opened his eyes, blinking. “You mean… it’s time already?”
"Yeah... I'm afraid so," YoungSaeng said, smiling sadly. "We'll have tonight and tomorrow, then day after tomorrow you'll go to the auction."
HyunJoong swallowed, taking in the news. Then shaking his head, he asked softly. “Can’t we do anything about it? I… I don’t want to leave yet.”
"I don't want you to leave either," YoungSaeng said with a soft sigh, curling back up against him. "But you've been here for over half a year, I can't keep delaying it. I'm sorry Hyun... I wish there was something more I could do."
HyunJoong closed his eyes, holding onto his master. “I know… I know…” But it still hurt to think he would leave what had become his home.
"Tonight and tomorrow is all about you though," YoungSaeng said, tiling his head up to rest his chin on HyunJoong's chest. "We can do whatever you want to do."
“What I want to do?” HyunJoong smiled at that thinking. “I want to create a nice memory before I have to leave… at the very least.”
"I think we can do that, or try at least," YoungSaeng said, returning the smile. "What did you have in mind?"
“I don’t know… but I used to love to play game with my family when I was younger… before my dad got sick.” HyunJoong went a little quiet at that before he shook his head. “Maybe we should try that.”
"A game? I think we could do that," YoungSaeng nodded. "What kind of game did you want to play?"
“I have no idea.” HyunJoong looked up at YoungSaeng. “What games do we have here? I seriously doubt you could bust out an xbox or a wii.”
"Hmm.. no, we only have playstation," YoungSaeng deadpanned.
HyunJoong raised an eyebrow, unsure if YoungSaeng was joking. “Seriously?”
"No, we don't have a playstation," YoungSaeng chuckled. "There's only so much that can be brought over, and that takes too much power. But we have some card games or board games around here somewhere. You really want to play some games?"
“Sure.” HyunJoong blinked, before he grinned. “Maybe we should make it a drinking game though. Since we’re all adults here.”
"Now that could be fun," YoungSaeng laughed, sitting up a little. "How about strip poker?"
HyunJoong turned a little red at that. “Uhm… well.” Then he closed his eyes and stilled himself. It was the last time he was going to see them in a while, he might as well do something crazy. “Yeah. That sounds good.”
"Really? I was just joking but if you want to," YoungSaeng grinned, leaning down to peck HyunJoong lightly on the lips. "Come on, get up sleepy head, we have to go tell the others."
“That we’re playing strip poker?” HyunJoong joked wryly as he smiled a little at the peck on the lips, pushing himself up.
"Well, that too, but also the bad news," YoungSaeng said, crawling back off the bed and going to his closet to change. "And because it's your last couple of days HyunJoong, I'm not going to make you undress me or dress me or bathe me, or anything else a slave should do. Today and tomorrow, you're just another man in my house."
“But… I… kinda like doing that.” HyunJoong said before he stopped himself. Slapping a hand over his mouth, he looked away. “Uhm… I mean…”
YoungSaeng popped his head out of the closet, an eyebrow raised. "Well don't let me stop you if you insist."
Blushing, HyunJoong bowed as he hurried to YoungSaeng’s side, helping the other man to undress, going through the usual routines as if nothing had changed.
"At the very least, you've finally learned how to tie robes," YoungSaeng said, watching HyunJoong with a small smile. "You know I'll make sure you go to a good and fair master. Probably to SooHyun, he's a good man."
“Mmm…” HyunJoong didn’t say anything. Honestly, the only master he wanted was YoungSaeng, but that wasn’t possible.
Once his robes were on and tied up completely, YoungSaeng took HyunJoong's hand to lead him from the room down to the kitchens where everyone was waiting. He knew how sad HyunJoong was feeling, his own feelings much the same. HyunJoong had become such a big part of their lives now that being without him would be strange to say the least.
Everyone was already waiting for them, KyuJong in JungMin's lap at the table and Zhou Mi humming as he hovered over the stove.
"Everyone, I have some good news, and some bad news," YoungSaeng said, keeping HyunJoong at his side. "The bad news is that HyunJoong has been summoned to the auction and will be leaving us day after tomorrow."
Obviously, JungMin had already told everyone what was going to happen, since there wasn’t any big reaction. But then, JungMin blinked, at the good news part. “What’s the good news?”
YoungSaeng scowled at JungMin. "You have a big mouth," he grumbled. "HyunJoong wants to play a game with us tonight."
"...." KyuJong snorted a little at that.
"Strip poker."
JungMin went bug eyed at that. “What?”
HyunJoong flushed at the reaction, slinking a little bit more behind YoungSaeng.
"Someone find the cards, we'll eat while we play," YoungSaeng said, grinning smugly at JungMin's reaction.
"You know this is just going to reduce into an orgy, right?" KyuJong asked, looking at HyunJoong. "You sure about this?"
“Uhm… well…” HyunJoong shifted a little uncomfortably, “I thought… since it’s the last time I’m going to be seeing you guys in a while…”
“You’ve doomed us all, HyunJoong.” HyungJoon said glumly, plopping down into a seat.
Getting up out of JungMin's lap, KyuJong walked over to where HyunJoong was standing. "You don't have to do that for us," he said, wrapping his arms around HyunJoong's shoulder. "We won't complain of course, but you don't have to." He pulled back to look into HyunJoong's eyes. "Does this mean you're going to fuck someone?"
"Kyu, leave him alone," YoungSaeng frowned at that. "Joon, find cards."
HyunJoong turned a deep scarlet, scuttling to help Zhou Mi get plates for the food. JungMin cast an amused glance at KyuJong.
“Yes, Saeng.” HyungJoon sighed, trudging out of the room. He was going to be bullied in this game for sure.
"Do any of you actually know how to play poker?" Zhou Mi asked, pulling the pan off the stove and starting to dish out the stir fry. "I know master has played."
"I have no idea how to play," KyuJong shook his head, looking at JungMin as he sat back down in his lap. "You?"
“I played a butchered version of it that the hookers in my town played for cash… uh… it was mostly dirty tricks and stuff so I don’t think you want to do that.” JungMin blinked, his hand automatically fondling KyuJong’s ass.
"I guess we're teaching them how to play, Mi," YoungSaeng said with a sigh. "Though that probably means good things for us."
"Oh, definitely good things," Zhou Mi nodded, grinning widely.
JungMin raised an eyebrow at them and shrugged. “I see we’ll be completely naked by the end of this KyuJong.”
"I think I can live with that," KyuJong said, wiggling a little in JungMin's lap to the fondling. "Though if you keep that up we won't make it to the game."
"No sex during food," YoungSaeng said, sitting down in his usual seat. "Please."
“But food sex is fun…” JungMin pouted, at which, HyunJoong, who was helping to carry a plate over nearly dropped it.
"Eight months and he's still like this?" KyuJong shook his head. "Where did we go wrong Min?"
"Obviously the not subtle tactic didn't work this time," YoungSaeng said, rolling his eyes when everyone sat down to eat, HyungJoon having returned with the cards by that point.
JungMin sighed. “Lo, someone who’s resistant to our charms, KyuJong. But then again, maybe he’s saving out for someone.” He winked a HyunJoong, who was almost blowing out steam from his ears from embarrassment by then.
"I guess there was only so much we could do when his heart was claimed by another," KyuJong lamented dramatically. "And to think we used our best tricks on him too."
"Oh stop it you two," YoungSaeng shook his head at them. "You two are horrible you know that?"
"But that's why you love us," KyuJong batted his eyelashes at YoungSaeng, his arm going around JungMin's neck.
“Yes, that’s why you love us~” JungMin parroted, making kissing sounds. HyungJoon reached over and batted JungMin over the head. And when the elder glared at him, he shrugged, “I’m just doing what everyone felt like doing to you two.”
"Thank you HyungJoon," YoungSaeng said, starting to eat. "So I think tomorrow, Zhou Mi you should make all of HyunJoong's favorite foods, since we have no idea if there will be a good cook where he's going."
"I can do that," Zhou Mi nodded enthusiastically.
"What else are we going to do?" KyuJong asked, feeding JungMin some stir fry.
"Not sure, we'll leave it up to HyunJoong."
HyunJoong, suddenly finding himself put in the spot, mumbled through a mouthful of rice. “Uhmm… I’m open to suggestions.”
JungMin exchanged a look with KyuJong at that, but all he said was. “We’ll probably be nursing sore asses actually… too sore to move.”
"Probably," KyuJong agreed with a nod. "But hey that would be good practice for HyunJoong right?"
"... Whether he heals you or not is up to him, but I don't think he will," YoungSaeng said. "You two will have earned whatever aches and pains you get tonight."
Pausing with a spoonful of food, JungMin suddenly mused. “You know, it just occurred to me, HyunJoong, you could have unlimited sex with that power of yours… you’re like… a sex machine.”
“W-what?” HyunJoong nearly choked at that.
"He's right, especially if he tops," KyuJong nodded, missing the dark look on YoungSaeng's face. "Whoever he fucks, could get instantly healed and be ready for more. He really could go all night if he practices enough."
HyunJoong sunk low in his seat, squirming at the implication.
"Cut it out you two," YoungSaeng said, frowning at JungMin and KyuJong. "You're making him uncomfortable."
"... Sorry HyunJoong," KyuJong said meekly.
JungMin only shrug, but the prolonged stare made him think twice. “Sorry.”
HyunJoong shook his head, now beginning to seriously rethink his suggestions.
"I'll be dealer," YoungSaeng said, taking the cards from HyungJoon and starting to shuffle. "Your bets are with your clothes, so if you lose a hand, you lost your shirt. If you don't know how to play, well I bet you'll be naked pretty quick if you don't pick it up."
"Not fair," KyuJong pouted. "You know how to play Joon? HyunJoong?"
“Vaguely.” HyungJoon sighed. “It’s been a long time though.”
HyunJoong wondered why anyone thought he’d agree to such a game if he didn’t know how to play but nodded slowly.
“I don’t really care.” JungMin shrugged with a cheeky grin. “I can get naked right now.”
"Finish eating first," YoungSaeng sighed, rolling his eyes a little as he started passing out cards. "Be so kind as to give them the basics then Mi, otherwise they're just going to start humping on the table."
"We wouldn't do that," KyuJong protested, though he did lean closer to Zhou Mi to hear what he had to say.
“Well, I’m done eating.” JungMin grinned, gesturing at his empty plate, while HyungJoon, in a vain attempt to delay the inevitable, made an effort to chew slower.
"... No bets the first hand," YoungSaeng said with finality, giving JungMin a wary look. "You're in a mood today."
"He's in a mood every day," KyuJong said, looking up from what Zhou Mi was showing him. "Okay, I think I'm ready."
HyungJoon sighed, putting away his plate, looking for all the world like he was being dragged to a torture room. HyunJoong did the same, albeit nervously, glancing warily at JungMin as well.
The first round went rather smoothly, Zhou Mi folding as well as KyuJong when Zhou Mi told him to. It went around again until they showed their hands, YoungSaeng winning with a pair of nines.
"I think he's going to cheat, being the dealer," KyuJong said, passing in his cards so YoungSaeng could shuffle a new hand.
"I do not cheat," YoungSaeng sniffed a little. "Alright, this is a for real round, everyone will call an article of clothing as their bet."
“Alright!” JungMin grinned gaily. “I’ll bet my outer robe!”
“Sock.” HyungJoon mumbled, at which HyunJoong concurred.
"Just let him strip," KyuJong sighed, glancing at JungMin with a smirk. "I bet my outer robe too."
"Why do I doubt this is going to go past a few rounds?" Zhou Mi said, shaking his head as he accepted his cards and helped KyuJong with his again.
"Because it won't," YoungSaeng chuckled. "No Min, you have to play the game. No stripping unless you lose. I bet my socks as well."
“Alright. Fine.” JungMin pouted, taking up his cards and frowning at them. Obviously, he had no idea what sort of hand they were as well.
HyungJoon picked up his cards and groaned before putting them down. Beside him, HyunJoong picked up his hand and looked at them with a slightly blank, puzzled expression.
They went around again, everyone losing an article of clothing except for HyunJoong who bluffed his way into winning the round. YoungSaeng wiggled his bare toes as he shuffled for the next hand. "I think everyone but HyunJoong and the master are going to be naked pretty quick," Zhou Mi said, folding his outer robe neatly to place on the floor.
While HyunJoong mumbled an excuse about blind luck, JungMin was almost too happy to get rid of his robe, throwing it up into the air. HyungJoon sighed, mumbling that he’d bet his outer robe too, trying to sink into the floor.
"Seems like we're going to get two more hands out of JungMin and Kyu," YoungSaeng said, shuffling again before passing out the cards.
"Unless they strip each other first," Zhou Mi said, peeking over the table to see where KyuJong's other hand was disappearing to.
"This is why we don't usually play games Hyun," YoungSaeng said, glancing at the other. "It usually falls apart twenty minutes in with these two."
As if to affirm that sentiment, JungMin let out a soft groan, at which HyungJoon sighed, starting pointedly at his cards.
HyunJoong blushed as well, ducking behind his cards. “Yes, I won’t suggest this again...”
"Just ignore them," YoungSaeng chuckled. "Betting outer robes." The others placed their bets and after a couple of card swaps, it was YoungSaeng who was the winner of the hand. The master beamed cheekily watching the others pull off whatever it was they had bet.
"Kyu and Min are down to their underwear, they won't last much longer," Zhou Mi said with a sigh, slumping down in his seat.
HyunJoong pulled off his socks, trying to ignore KyuJong and JungMin making out with each other. “Outer robes.”
HyungJoon squirmed uncomfortably in his inner robes. It was obvious he knew he was going to lose that soon too. “When we’re all naked, can we just leave?”
YoungSaeng smiled sympathetically at HyungJoon. "Yes, you can leave if you lose all your clothes," he said.
"I think I'll be leaving with you, Joon," Zhou Mi said, scooting his chair away from KyuJong and JungMin.
"Pay attention you two," YoungSaeng sighed, shuffling the cards again and dealing them out. "One more hand, then you can do whatever you want."
“Yes, yes.” JungMin glanced at the cards then threw it down. “Fold.”
“... He just got a flush.” HyunJoong raised an incredulous eyebrow.
"You can't fold if you have a winning hand JungMin," YoungSaeng blinked at him. "That's like.. the opposite of the point of the game."
"We're playing strip poker, the point for him is to be naked," KyuJong said.
"Min you can trade out cards, but I'm not letting you fold," YoungSaeng shook his head, picking the cards up and handing them back to him.
JungMin sighed and put down a card at before waving a hand away, busy, groping KyuJong’s ass. HyunJoong quickly picked it up, slightly amused.
"Anyway, let's continue," YoungSaeng muttered. "Who's still mostly clothed?"
"You and HyunJoong and HyungJoon," Zhou Mi replied. "I'm in my socks and underwear."
Bets were placed and it was pretty clear that KyuJong and JungMin were losing the hand since the former had stopped bothering to get advice from Zhou Mi. It was HyunJoong's turn to win the hand again, YoungSaeng shimmying out of his inner robes and left in just his underwear.
JungMin hadn’t bothered with taking off his underwear, helping KyuJong with his instead, pulling the other to the floor.
“Can I leave now?” HyungJoon whined, left in his underwear, glaring at HyunJoong, who was calmly sitting there, mostly clothed. “And you! Why do you still have most of your clothes on?!”
"Because he knows how to play poker, yes shoo, if you're going to be whiny," YoungSaeng waved a hand at him.
"I'll go with you Joon," Zhou Mi said, having finally lost all his clothes as well.
YoungSaeng returned his attention to HyunJoong, lips curled upwards. "I don't think either of us will be satisfied until one of us wins, am I right?"
“Nope.” HyunJoong grinned back, “You’ve been holding back too... I can tell. Distracted by KyuJong and JungMin, much?”
"A little, they are very distracting," YoungSaeng nodded, glancing down at the floor beside his chair where JungMin had KyuJong on his hands and knees. "I haven't been fucked like that in a while, so I'm really horny right now." His attention returned to HyunJoong. "Continue then?" he said, shuffling the cards.
HyunJoong bit his lips, as if deciding something. Then taking a deep breath, he said. “Yes... but how about we make an extra bet?”
"I'm listening," YoungSaeng said, the cards flipping together in his hands as he shuffled.
“Well...” HyunJoong looked down at his fingers. “If you win... I’ll fuck you.”