Silk & Collars ch. 21
Title: Silk and Collars
Chapter: 21/24
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 rest of the day passed pretty much the same as the beginning of the day. KyuJong and JungMin kept HyunJoong sequestered most of the day in the room, one too many sessions until even KyuJong was too worn out for more. After a wonderful dinner that Zhou Mi had prepared in honor of HyunJoong leaving, YoungSaeng made sure he had HyunJoong to himself for the rest of the night, and probably kept them both up later than he should have.
The morning came too quickly though, and when YoungSaeng's eyes opened, he looked up at HyunJoong's sleeping face and sighed sadly. This would be the last time he'd fall asleep and wake up to this man's face, and he just wanted to memorize every detail. Running his fingers over HyunJoong's bare chest, he mused to himself how best to wake him up, even though he really just wanted to let HyunJoong sleep in his bed forever.
Shifting a little until he was straddling HyunJoong's waist, YoungSaeng leaned down to pepper small kisses over his neck, chest, and jaw to entice him awake.
HyunJoong moaned a little, his eyes fluttering open. Smiling, he looked up at YoungSaeng, murmuring as he yawned. “Well, that’s one way I don’t mind being woken up.”
"I kind of figured as much," YoungSaeng replied, his hands massaging over HyunJoong's chest as he sucked at a spot just underneath his collar bone. "And I'm always a little frisky in the morning, which I'm sure you've noticed."
“Yes I have.” HyunJoong chuckled, sighing in pleasure. “I wish we could stay like this...”
"Me too," YoungSaeng pouted against HyunJoong's skin, sliding down his body and pressing kisses as he went. "So, how shall we spend this morning? Cuddling? Gossiping?"
“Gossiping?” HyunJoong laughed at that. “Like some old fisherman wives?”
"Hey, there could be some good gossip about JungMin I don't know about," YoungSaeng said, poking HyunJoong lightly in the thigh as he settled in between HyunJoong's legs. "Or I could do this?" YoungSaeng's lips curled into a smirk as his head dropped down, tongue snaking out to run along the HyunJoong's half hard cock.
HyunJoong let out a breathy moan. He’d become more vocal in the last few days. “Yeah... maybe you could that...”
YoungSaeng chuckled softly, hand lightly coming up to stroke HyunJoong's cock into life. "Seems like you're not quite so shy now... was it me, or was it those two doubling teaming you yesterday?"
“I’m a... mmm... fast learner when I put my mind to it.” HyunJoong breathed, hands curling into the sheets. “And yes they were. When they weren’t fucking each other. I don’t have their stamina...”
"No one does," YoungSaeng said, laughing softly before swallowing HyunJoong's length whole and sucking greedily. He may not be as skilled as JungMin or KyuJong when it came to blow jobs, but he did enjoy giving them, and it would probably be the last time he was able to give one to HyunJoong. Frankly he was going to enjoy the man's body as much as he could this morning.
HyunJoong barely stopped himself from bucking into YoungSaeng’s mouth. The hold on the sheets tightened as YoungSaeng took in more and more of him. Somehow, this felt better than even when JungMin and KyuJong did it.
Keeping one hand against HyunJoong's hips to hold him down, YoungSaeng continued working at the length with his mouth, other hand lightly cupping and massaging his balls. He could taste the precome beading at the tip of HyunJoong's cock, groaning at the taste of him.
HyunJoong’s breath was heavy, and he moaned encouragement in form of YoungSaeng’s name. “Saeng... aaaah... faster...”
Peeking up at HyunJoong through his bangs, YoungSaeng did as asked, head bobbing at a faster pace. But as HyunJoong drew closer to his climax, YoungSaeng pulled away, panting heavily with a smile on his face as he climbed back up HyunJoong's body. He wasn't going to let it end like that. Grabbing the lube from the side table, he quickly poured some out and slicked up HyunJoong's hardened erection, lining himself up and slowly easing down onto it with a groan.
HyunJoong let out a whine when YoungSaeng suddenly stopped, but he watched with growing anticipation as YoungSaeng worked, eyes almost twinkling when YoungSaeng eased down on him.
Letting out a moan as YoungSaeng encased him, he grinned, bucking up just a little to tease. “So, you’re riding me now?”
"Maybe, I sure as hell wasn't going to let you have all the fun," YoungSaeng said, his hands pressed against HyunJoong's belly while he adjusted. "You're more than welcome to take control and fuck me as hard as you want."
“Is that what you want?” HyunJoong’s eyes softened a little as he whispered, hands reaching to cup YoungSaeng’s cheeks gently.
Returning the soft smile, YoungSaeng leaned into HyunJoong's hand. "Would it be wrong of me to say yes? I like you being on top of me."
“No, it’s not.” HyunJoong pinched YoungSaeng’s cheeks a little, grinning. “Alley-oop then.” And he flipped them around, pinning YoungSaeng to the bed.
Squeaking at being pinned down, YoungSaeng smiled up at HyunJoong, wrapping his arms around the man's neck. "See, this is much better," he said softly, giving HyunJoong a kiss.
“I swear, I’m getting better at this.” HyunJoong murmured back, and giving YoungSaeng a few moments to adjust to the new position, he began to move, rocking slowly and sensually.
YoungSaeng sighed softly, his head tilting back at the slow start. "Mmmm.. I'd say you are," he agreed, kneading his fingers into HyunJoong's shoulders.
“Faster?” HyunJoong smiled, hands soothing across YoungSaeng’s chest, leaning down to suckle at YoungSaeng jaw, trailing his tongue across it to play with the man’s earlobe.
"Yes," YoungSaeng hissed, tilting his head to the side to give HyunJoong more room. "Faster Hyun, please."
“But I don’t want to go faster.” HyunJoong whispered into YoungSaeng’s ear, his tongue tracing the shell. “I want this slow... I want you to feel everything I give.” And he pulled back, at almost a glacial pace before pushing slowly in, enjoying the slow burn that dragged across his length.
YoungSaeng let out a choked cry, feeling every inch of HyunJoong pressing tortuously slow into him. "H-hyun...." he whined shamelessly, back arching up off the bed. It felt so good like this, half of him wanting more, the other wanting it just like this.
“Yes, Saeng?” HyunJoong murmured, his eyes glazed and a little unfocused as he pulled back again, pausing in his movements.
"Don't... don't stop," YoungSaeng gasped, rocking his hips as best he could against HyunJoong. "Please, Hyun, more."
“Alright...” HyunJoong panted, the slow pace taking its toll on him as well. And he tried shifting his angle, pulling out, then pushing in slowly again, pressing his lips against YoungSaeng’s in a deep, smouldering kiss
YoungSaeng keened into the kiss, the new angle brushing right along that spot that had him seeing stars. Knees bent against HyunJoong's sides, he used his feet to press down on the small of HyunJoong's back, urging him to go deeper.
HyunJoong grunted, pressing in that last bit, gasping at the almost overwhelming heat. “God... Saeng...”
Nearly falling apart at that, YoungSaeng could barely keep his eyes open, panting harshly. "Please.. Hyun... faster... fuck me, please," he moaned in desperation.
“Alright.” HyunJoong chuckled, sucking on YoungSaeng’s lip. “I guess you’ve had enough with the slow thing. And frankly, I have too.”
And pulling, out, HyunJoong paused for a moment, before slamming back in, keeping up a pace that would have made JungMin proud.
About to retort that he was being a horrible tease, YoungSaeng only managed to open his mouth when HyunJoong slammed into him so hard that he screamed. Throwing his head back, the cries he made with HyunJoong's fast and harsh pace grew louder and louder, it was a wonder no one came up to make sure he wasn't being killed.
“Saeng... I’m close...” HyunJoong panted, “God... I’m so close.”
"Me.. me... too," YoungSaeng rasped out, bringing a trembling hand down to his neglected erection and pumping himself hard and fast. With the way HyunJoong was pounding so mercilessly into him, it wasn't long before he was coming hard all over his hand.
HyunJoong didn’t last much longer either, and with a gasp, he too came, his breath stopping for a moment, coming so hard into YoungSaeng.
Still reeling, YoungSaeng watched HyunJoong's face as he released, a tired smile on his lips. When HyunJoong was done, he reached up to pull the man down to give him a gentle kiss against his lips. "That was... amazing," he murmured, nuzzling against him.
It took him all he had not to collapse onto YoungSaeng like the boneless mess he was. And pulling out slowly, he dropped down beside YoungSaeng with a grunt, wrapping around the other man. It took him a while, before he finally had the breath to speak again. “Can I... can I not move anywhere for a while?”
YoungSaeng chuckled at that, running his hand up and down HyunJoong's back slowly. "We tired you out yesterday hm? No,you don't have to move anywhere for a little while at least. Though we need to eat and we both need to bathe before we go."
HyunJoong closed his eyes at that, and shook his head. “...For a long while...” He whispered, “longer than that.”
Smiling sadly, YoungSaeng nodded, wishing he could tell HyunJoong he could just sleep all day if he wanted to. "I'm sorry Hyun, I wish we had more time," he murmured, giving HyunJoong another small kiss before he pulled away from the man's arms and slowly slid out of bed. "I'm going to call for breakfast, you don't have to get up quite yet."
But HyunJoong caught YoungSaeng’s hand, looking up at him, his eyes raw with longing... and with love.
"Please don't look at me like that," YoungSaeng said softly, averting his gaze and looking down at HyunJoong's hand. "I... I'll try to speak to YunHo, but I think it's too late... there's nothing I can do," he said softly, pulling his hand out of HyunJoong's gently and crossing the room to the bell pulls. Tugging on one to call for breakfast, he stayed where he was, wiping at his eyes and trying not to make it too obvious he was crying.
HyunJoong swallowed, looking down onto the floor. And he curled up in the covers, burying his face into the pillow, where his tears fell, unseen.
When KyuJong and JungMin arrived with breakfast, KyuJong knew something was wrong when they stepped into the room. YoungSaeng was seated at the small table in his dressing robe, eyes red and puffy, not even glancing at them when the door opened. And then there was the lump on the bed that could only be HyunJoong. Exchanging a worried glance with JungMin, KyuJong set down one of the trays of food before crossing over to the bed to check on HyunJoong. "Hyun?" he whispered softly.
Taking a few moments to collect himself, sitting up. “KyuJong.” He said softly, clearing his throat a little. “Sorry. A little worn out from yesterday.” He tried to smile, hoping his eyes weren’t red from crying.
JungMin had moved over to YoungSaeng’s side, glancing at KyuJong and pulling the master to the side. “Saeng? What’s wrong?”
"I don't want him to go," YoungSaeng admitted quietly, looking down at his hands clasped in his lap. "There's nothing I can do and he's making it so hard... I wish I could do something Min, I really do."
JungMin sighed, pulling YoungSaeng into a hug. “He loves you, YoungSaeng. You can’t... really blame him.”
"No, but it doesn't make it any easier," YoungSaeng said, leaning into the embrace. "I don't want the last few hours with him to be sad Min."
Smiling sadly, JungMin whispered into his master’s ears. “Me and Kyu will try our best to give you that master. But first, you need to smile.”
Lips quirking in a small attempt, YoungSaeng looked up at JungMin bringing up a hand to cup his cheek. "What would I do without you Min?"
“You’d have Kyu.” JungMin smiled before pulling away, looking up at the other two.
KyuJong had his arm around HyunJoong's shoulders, whispering quietly to him. "You know it's not goodbye forever, right? We'll still be here, you can always visit, and I don't think the master will want to go that long with not seeing you either."
“I know... I know...” HyunJoong clung to KyuJong, burying his face into the crick of KyuJong’s neck. “But he wouldn’t be my master anymore...”
Breathing out, his whispered. “Somehow... I feel as if that’s the only thing that’s binding me to him, KyuJong. I don’t want to let it go...”
"And how many times do I or JungMin have to tell you that it's not just the bond," KyuJong said softly. "The bond is powerful Hyun, but it's not everything. HyungJoon is bonded to the master, and look how often they interact. He cares about you. More so than JungMin or myself even."
“I know...” HyunJoong sighed. “But I want him to be my master. I don’t like that after this, I can only see him at period of times, like Zhou Mi with Kyuhyun. Even less than that. And I can’t even openly admit that I love him.”
KyuJong sighed, leaning his head against HyunJoong's. "It's not fair, I know. But he feels just as badly as you do Hyun, just look at how upset he is. I've never seen him react this way to a slave leaving. You'll be leaving in a couple of hours Hyun, and as sad and upsetting as that is, neither of you should put yourselves through this right now. Don't let your last few hours with him be sad."
Smiling a little, he nodded slowly. “You’re right. It’s going to be hard though.”
"I know, it's going to be hard for us all," KyuJong said, giving HyunJoong a hug before slipping off the bed. "Come on, time for breakfast."
“Alright.” HyunJoong nodded, looking up, trying to give YoungSaeng a tentative smile.
“Alright, alright!” JungMin clapped his hands. “We have a lot of work today, so chop chop!”
"Yes, you do," YoungSaeng nodded, starting to eat slowly, returning the smile to HyunJoong. "Kyu, you'll want to get ready, and find HyungJoon and tell him to do the same. You two are going with me to the auction, that means you are staying here Min."
“Aw...” JungMin whined, giving YoungSaeng a pout, but it was only an act. He’d already guessed that this would happen. With the auction so close, if SeungHyun didn’t act there, he might do something to the house.
"Don't 'aww' me, you get to help HyunJoong and myself get ready," YoungSaeng said. "We'll need to bathe."
"Don't get distracted," KyuJong mused lightly as he made up the bed, pulling off the soiled sheets to be replaced with new ones. "And I mean that for all three of you."
HyunJoong, for all the sex he had the few days, still had the grace to look embarrassed. JungMin did not. “Aw... You know I can be really quick when I want to~”
"Don't tempt me Min," YoungSaeng chided, glancing at him with a mischievous grin. "I haven't seen Hyun get fucked, maybe while I'm bathing...?"
"... And you all say I'm bad," KyuJong rolled his eyes.
“You are bad. They’re just worst.” HyunJoong deadpanned, sighing. This group really couldn’t get through even the morning without a word about sex.
"Well I won't be the one getting in trouble if you are late to the auction," KyuJong said.
"He said he'd be quick," YoungSaeng countered, looking at JungMin with a pout. "Please?"
“Certainly.” JungMin smiled, moving to the bathroom. “You two join me once you’re done eating.”
HyunJoong only sighed.
"Lavender bath oil please!" YoungSaeng called after him, returning to his meal.
"I'll have your robes readied master, and what will HyunJoong be wearing?" KyuJong asked, going to the closet.
"Something simple, the linen robes should do," YoungSaeng said. "I doubt they'll be looking at his body, his ability is too rare to be auctioned off for sex slave."
"Yes, master," KyuJong nodded, disappearing into the closet. YoungSaeng looked to HyunJoong with a smile.
"Almost done?" he asked, pushing his finished plate away and standing, already untying his dressing robe.
“Yes.” HyunJoong had just finished his last mouthful, sighing. “If they’re not interested in my body, then maybe I don’t need to bathe at all?”
“Come on!” JungMin face drifted out from the bathroom. “The bath water’s gonna get cold.”
"You need a bath," YoungSaeng said, turning to go to the bathroom. "We're coming!"
"Well not yet you aren't," KyuJong snorted, bringing out a pile of robes to drop on the bed. "You need a bath Hyun, you reek of sex, I can smell you from here."
“And whose fault is that?” HyunJoong retorted, following after YoungSaeng, only to yelp when a hand tugged him into the bathroom, the door slamming behind him.
Sorting out the clothes on the bed, KyuJong hummed a little to himself as he worked, smoothing down the fabric. His eyes glowed slightly, a faint hint of water dampening the fabric to release any wrinkles.
Pausing, he heard the noises starting, the groans, grunts and curses coming through under the door. He wasn't at all surprised to hear YoungSaeng's throaty moans starting after a few minutes. Like YoungSaeng could ever resist joining in.
Minutes later, there was the sounds of the shower, and then HyunJoong was the first to tumble out, wrapped in a towel, boneless, onto the bed.
Sighing a little, KyuJong helped HyunJoong dry off and get him dressed before YoungSaeng and JungMin emerged.
"He almost ready?" YoungSaeng asked, holding his arms out as JungMin fitted him into the robes. If HyunJoong remembered, it was the same black billowy robes he had worn when they had met that first day in YunHo's receiving hall.
"Yes, almost ready," KyuJong nodded, finishing up tying the robes and looking down at HyunJoong who hadn't moved much. "Though it would have been easier if he stood up."
Lifting up a finger, HyunJoong pointed at JungMin and YoungSaeng. “Blame them.”
“For what? Giving you the best time of your life?” JungMin teased, moving over and sitting down on HyunJoong.
“Ack! Heavy!” HyunJoong protested, only to have JungMin bounce on him in retaliation.
"Min, get off of him," KyuJong swatted JungMin's ass. "You're going to wrinkle his clothes."
"And you didn't finish dressing me JungMin!" YoungSaeng scowled, his arms still out and half dressed. "We're running a little late now, hurry please."
“Alright, alright! Geez, we can afford to be a little late.” JungMin sighed, running over to YoungSaeng’s side and finishing tying up the robes.
"I'll go find HyungJoon," KyuJong sighed, smoothing down HyunJoong's robes again before leaving the room quickly.
"Meet us up here please!" YoungSaeng called after him, looking down at his robes to make sure everything was tied properly before turning to HyunJoong. "Well, almost time."
HyunJoong sighed, standing up and checking himself in the mirror. He looked presentable enough, although he wondered if that was a good thing. But he supposed he could still dress in a sack and people would want him. It was his ability they were after, after all. Turning he faced YoungSaeng with a tentative smile. “Yeah...”
JungMin looked between them and mumbled some excuse about getting something from the closet.
YoungSaeng waited until JungMin had closed the closet door before stepping forward, taking HyunJoong's hands. "It's not goodbye, not really," he said softly. "We'll see each other again."
“I know... I’ll still miss you.” HyunJoong stated honestly, taking a step closer towards YoungSaeng.
"I'll miss you as well," YoungSaeng said, squeezing HyunJoong's hands lightly. "You have made such an impression on this house, it's sad to see you have to go. As your master, I took care of you as best as I was able. I'll admit, sometimes I did fail in that, but I have never been so proud of a slave I have trained as I am of you."
“You never failed to take care of me.” HyunJoong smiled. “...Maybe we should get this over with. Then we can sooner meet again.”
YoungSaeng's lips quirked and he nodded. "Okay. When we get there, I'll present you to YunHo, and say goodbye. I won't see you again until after the auction. Min? We're ready."
JungMin poked his head out of the closet door. “Don’t ask me. I was rummaging around in a closet.”
HyunJoong had to laugh at that, even though he felt sadness bubbling up from inside. It was really time.
"... I'm not going to ask," YoungSaeng shook his head. The door opened behind him, KyuJong and HyungJoon coming in. "It's time, take us to YunHo's please Joon."
HyungJoon nodded, holding out his hands. He took a moment to give HyunJoong a hug though. Although they hadn’t gotten very close, he always felt sad when a trainee left.
KyuJong managed to sneak in a quick hug for HyunJoong before taking one of HyungJoon's hands. YoungSaeng took HyungJoon's other hand and nodded. "Let's go. We'll be back in a few hours Min."
JungMin had latched onto HyunJoong, giving him a tight hug and sneaking in a short kiss. “I’ll miss you, Hyun.”
Then stepping back, he nodded. “I’ll see you guys soon. Say hi to SooHyun and the guys for me, HyunJoong.”
“I will.” HyunJoong nodded, taking one of KyuJong’s hands. “Tell Zhou Mi bye for me.” There hadn’t been time for him to bid the Chinese slave farewell.
Chapter: 21/24
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 rest of the day passed pretty much the same as the beginning of the day. KyuJong and JungMin kept HyunJoong sequestered most of the day in the room, one too many sessions until even KyuJong was too worn out for more. After a wonderful dinner that Zhou Mi had prepared in honor of HyunJoong leaving, YoungSaeng made sure he had HyunJoong to himself for the rest of the night, and probably kept them both up later than he should have.
The morning came too quickly though, and when YoungSaeng's eyes opened, he looked up at HyunJoong's sleeping face and sighed sadly. This would be the last time he'd fall asleep and wake up to this man's face, and he just wanted to memorize every detail. Running his fingers over HyunJoong's bare chest, he mused to himself how best to wake him up, even though he really just wanted to let HyunJoong sleep in his bed forever.
Shifting a little until he was straddling HyunJoong's waist, YoungSaeng leaned down to pepper small kisses over his neck, chest, and jaw to entice him awake.
HyunJoong moaned a little, his eyes fluttering open. Smiling, he looked up at YoungSaeng, murmuring as he yawned. “Well, that’s one way I don’t mind being woken up.”
"I kind of figured as much," YoungSaeng replied, his hands massaging over HyunJoong's chest as he sucked at a spot just underneath his collar bone. "And I'm always a little frisky in the morning, which I'm sure you've noticed."
“Yes I have.” HyunJoong chuckled, sighing in pleasure. “I wish we could stay like this...”
"Me too," YoungSaeng pouted against HyunJoong's skin, sliding down his body and pressing kisses as he went. "So, how shall we spend this morning? Cuddling? Gossiping?"
“Gossiping?” HyunJoong laughed at that. “Like some old fisherman wives?”
"Hey, there could be some good gossip about JungMin I don't know about," YoungSaeng said, poking HyunJoong lightly in the thigh as he settled in between HyunJoong's legs. "Or I could do this?" YoungSaeng's lips curled into a smirk as his head dropped down, tongue snaking out to run along the HyunJoong's half hard cock.
HyunJoong let out a breathy moan. He’d become more vocal in the last few days. “Yeah... maybe you could that...”
YoungSaeng chuckled softly, hand lightly coming up to stroke HyunJoong's cock into life. "Seems like you're not quite so shy now... was it me, or was it those two doubling teaming you yesterday?"
“I’m a... mmm... fast learner when I put my mind to it.” HyunJoong breathed, hands curling into the sheets. “And yes they were. When they weren’t fucking each other. I don’t have their stamina...”
"No one does," YoungSaeng said, laughing softly before swallowing HyunJoong's length whole and sucking greedily. He may not be as skilled as JungMin or KyuJong when it came to blow jobs, but he did enjoy giving them, and it would probably be the last time he was able to give one to HyunJoong. Frankly he was going to enjoy the man's body as much as he could this morning.
HyunJoong barely stopped himself from bucking into YoungSaeng’s mouth. The hold on the sheets tightened as YoungSaeng took in more and more of him. Somehow, this felt better than even when JungMin and KyuJong did it.
Keeping one hand against HyunJoong's hips to hold him down, YoungSaeng continued working at the length with his mouth, other hand lightly cupping and massaging his balls. He could taste the precome beading at the tip of HyunJoong's cock, groaning at the taste of him.
HyunJoong’s breath was heavy, and he moaned encouragement in form of YoungSaeng’s name. “Saeng... aaaah... faster...”
Peeking up at HyunJoong through his bangs, YoungSaeng did as asked, head bobbing at a faster pace. But as HyunJoong drew closer to his climax, YoungSaeng pulled away, panting heavily with a smile on his face as he climbed back up HyunJoong's body. He wasn't going to let it end like that. Grabbing the lube from the side table, he quickly poured some out and slicked up HyunJoong's hardened erection, lining himself up and slowly easing down onto it with a groan.
HyunJoong let out a whine when YoungSaeng suddenly stopped, but he watched with growing anticipation as YoungSaeng worked, eyes almost twinkling when YoungSaeng eased down on him.
Letting out a moan as YoungSaeng encased him, he grinned, bucking up just a little to tease. “So, you’re riding me now?”
"Maybe, I sure as hell wasn't going to let you have all the fun," YoungSaeng said, his hands pressed against HyunJoong's belly while he adjusted. "You're more than welcome to take control and fuck me as hard as you want."
“Is that what you want?” HyunJoong’s eyes softened a little as he whispered, hands reaching to cup YoungSaeng’s cheeks gently.
Returning the soft smile, YoungSaeng leaned into HyunJoong's hand. "Would it be wrong of me to say yes? I like you being on top of me."
“No, it’s not.” HyunJoong pinched YoungSaeng’s cheeks a little, grinning. “Alley-oop then.” And he flipped them around, pinning YoungSaeng to the bed.
Squeaking at being pinned down, YoungSaeng smiled up at HyunJoong, wrapping his arms around the man's neck. "See, this is much better," he said softly, giving HyunJoong a kiss.
“I swear, I’m getting better at this.” HyunJoong murmured back, and giving YoungSaeng a few moments to adjust to the new position, he began to move, rocking slowly and sensually.
YoungSaeng sighed softly, his head tilting back at the slow start. "Mmmm.. I'd say you are," he agreed, kneading his fingers into HyunJoong's shoulders.
“Faster?” HyunJoong smiled, hands soothing across YoungSaeng’s chest, leaning down to suckle at YoungSaeng jaw, trailing his tongue across it to play with the man’s earlobe.
"Yes," YoungSaeng hissed, tilting his head to the side to give HyunJoong more room. "Faster Hyun, please."
“But I don’t want to go faster.” HyunJoong whispered into YoungSaeng’s ear, his tongue tracing the shell. “I want this slow... I want you to feel everything I give.” And he pulled back, at almost a glacial pace before pushing slowly in, enjoying the slow burn that dragged across his length.
YoungSaeng let out a choked cry, feeling every inch of HyunJoong pressing tortuously slow into him. "H-hyun...." he whined shamelessly, back arching up off the bed. It felt so good like this, half of him wanting more, the other wanting it just like this.
“Yes, Saeng?” HyunJoong murmured, his eyes glazed and a little unfocused as he pulled back again, pausing in his movements.
"Don't... don't stop," YoungSaeng gasped, rocking his hips as best he could against HyunJoong. "Please, Hyun, more."
“Alright...” HyunJoong panted, the slow pace taking its toll on him as well. And he tried shifting his angle, pulling out, then pushing in slowly again, pressing his lips against YoungSaeng’s in a deep, smouldering kiss
YoungSaeng keened into the kiss, the new angle brushing right along that spot that had him seeing stars. Knees bent against HyunJoong's sides, he used his feet to press down on the small of HyunJoong's back, urging him to go deeper.
HyunJoong grunted, pressing in that last bit, gasping at the almost overwhelming heat. “God... Saeng...”
Nearly falling apart at that, YoungSaeng could barely keep his eyes open, panting harshly. "Please.. Hyun... faster... fuck me, please," he moaned in desperation.
“Alright.” HyunJoong chuckled, sucking on YoungSaeng’s lip. “I guess you’ve had enough with the slow thing. And frankly, I have too.”
And pulling, out, HyunJoong paused for a moment, before slamming back in, keeping up a pace that would have made JungMin proud.
About to retort that he was being a horrible tease, YoungSaeng only managed to open his mouth when HyunJoong slammed into him so hard that he screamed. Throwing his head back, the cries he made with HyunJoong's fast and harsh pace grew louder and louder, it was a wonder no one came up to make sure he wasn't being killed.
“Saeng... I’m close...” HyunJoong panted, “God... I’m so close.”
"Me.. me... too," YoungSaeng rasped out, bringing a trembling hand down to his neglected erection and pumping himself hard and fast. With the way HyunJoong was pounding so mercilessly into him, it wasn't long before he was coming hard all over his hand.
HyunJoong didn’t last much longer either, and with a gasp, he too came, his breath stopping for a moment, coming so hard into YoungSaeng.
Still reeling, YoungSaeng watched HyunJoong's face as he released, a tired smile on his lips. When HyunJoong was done, he reached up to pull the man down to give him a gentle kiss against his lips. "That was... amazing," he murmured, nuzzling against him.
It took him all he had not to collapse onto YoungSaeng like the boneless mess he was. And pulling out slowly, he dropped down beside YoungSaeng with a grunt, wrapping around the other man. It took him a while, before he finally had the breath to speak again. “Can I... can I not move anywhere for a while?”
YoungSaeng chuckled at that, running his hand up and down HyunJoong's back slowly. "We tired you out yesterday hm? No,you don't have to move anywhere for a little while at least. Though we need to eat and we both need to bathe before we go."
HyunJoong closed his eyes at that, and shook his head. “...For a long while...” He whispered, “longer than that.”
Smiling sadly, YoungSaeng nodded, wishing he could tell HyunJoong he could just sleep all day if he wanted to. "I'm sorry Hyun, I wish we had more time," he murmured, giving HyunJoong another small kiss before he pulled away from the man's arms and slowly slid out of bed. "I'm going to call for breakfast, you don't have to get up quite yet."
But HyunJoong caught YoungSaeng’s hand, looking up at him, his eyes raw with longing... and with love.
"Please don't look at me like that," YoungSaeng said softly, averting his gaze and looking down at HyunJoong's hand. "I... I'll try to speak to YunHo, but I think it's too late... there's nothing I can do," he said softly, pulling his hand out of HyunJoong's gently and crossing the room to the bell pulls. Tugging on one to call for breakfast, he stayed where he was, wiping at his eyes and trying not to make it too obvious he was crying.
HyunJoong swallowed, looking down onto the floor. And he curled up in the covers, burying his face into the pillow, where his tears fell, unseen.
When KyuJong and JungMin arrived with breakfast, KyuJong knew something was wrong when they stepped into the room. YoungSaeng was seated at the small table in his dressing robe, eyes red and puffy, not even glancing at them when the door opened. And then there was the lump on the bed that could only be HyunJoong. Exchanging a worried glance with JungMin, KyuJong set down one of the trays of food before crossing over to the bed to check on HyunJoong. "Hyun?" he whispered softly.
Taking a few moments to collect himself, sitting up. “KyuJong.” He said softly, clearing his throat a little. “Sorry. A little worn out from yesterday.” He tried to smile, hoping his eyes weren’t red from crying.
JungMin had moved over to YoungSaeng’s side, glancing at KyuJong and pulling the master to the side. “Saeng? What’s wrong?”
"I don't want him to go," YoungSaeng admitted quietly, looking down at his hands clasped in his lap. "There's nothing I can do and he's making it so hard... I wish I could do something Min, I really do."
JungMin sighed, pulling YoungSaeng into a hug. “He loves you, YoungSaeng. You can’t... really blame him.”
"No, but it doesn't make it any easier," YoungSaeng said, leaning into the embrace. "I don't want the last few hours with him to be sad Min."
Smiling sadly, JungMin whispered into his master’s ears. “Me and Kyu will try our best to give you that master. But first, you need to smile.”
Lips quirking in a small attempt, YoungSaeng looked up at JungMin bringing up a hand to cup his cheek. "What would I do without you Min?"
“You’d have Kyu.” JungMin smiled before pulling away, looking up at the other two.
KyuJong had his arm around HyunJoong's shoulders, whispering quietly to him. "You know it's not goodbye forever, right? We'll still be here, you can always visit, and I don't think the master will want to go that long with not seeing you either."
“I know... I know...” HyunJoong clung to KyuJong, burying his face into the crick of KyuJong’s neck. “But he wouldn’t be my master anymore...”
Breathing out, his whispered. “Somehow... I feel as if that’s the only thing that’s binding me to him, KyuJong. I don’t want to let it go...”
"And how many times do I or JungMin have to tell you that it's not just the bond," KyuJong said softly. "The bond is powerful Hyun, but it's not everything. HyungJoon is bonded to the master, and look how often they interact. He cares about you. More so than JungMin or myself even."
“I know...” HyunJoong sighed. “But I want him to be my master. I don’t like that after this, I can only see him at period of times, like Zhou Mi with Kyuhyun. Even less than that. And I can’t even openly admit that I love him.”
KyuJong sighed, leaning his head against HyunJoong's. "It's not fair, I know. But he feels just as badly as you do Hyun, just look at how upset he is. I've never seen him react this way to a slave leaving. You'll be leaving in a couple of hours Hyun, and as sad and upsetting as that is, neither of you should put yourselves through this right now. Don't let your last few hours with him be sad."
Smiling a little, he nodded slowly. “You’re right. It’s going to be hard though.”
"I know, it's going to be hard for us all," KyuJong said, giving HyunJoong a hug before slipping off the bed. "Come on, time for breakfast."
“Alright.” HyunJoong nodded, looking up, trying to give YoungSaeng a tentative smile.
“Alright, alright!” JungMin clapped his hands. “We have a lot of work today, so chop chop!”
"Yes, you do," YoungSaeng nodded, starting to eat slowly, returning the smile to HyunJoong. "Kyu, you'll want to get ready, and find HyungJoon and tell him to do the same. You two are going with me to the auction, that means you are staying here Min."
“Aw...” JungMin whined, giving YoungSaeng a pout, but it was only an act. He’d already guessed that this would happen. With the auction so close, if SeungHyun didn’t act there, he might do something to the house.
"Don't 'aww' me, you get to help HyunJoong and myself get ready," YoungSaeng said. "We'll need to bathe."
"Don't get distracted," KyuJong mused lightly as he made up the bed, pulling off the soiled sheets to be replaced with new ones. "And I mean that for all three of you."
HyunJoong, for all the sex he had the few days, still had the grace to look embarrassed. JungMin did not. “Aw... You know I can be really quick when I want to~”
"Don't tempt me Min," YoungSaeng chided, glancing at him with a mischievous grin. "I haven't seen Hyun get fucked, maybe while I'm bathing...?"
"... And you all say I'm bad," KyuJong rolled his eyes.
“You are bad. They’re just worst.” HyunJoong deadpanned, sighing. This group really couldn’t get through even the morning without a word about sex.
"Well I won't be the one getting in trouble if you are late to the auction," KyuJong said.
"He said he'd be quick," YoungSaeng countered, looking at JungMin with a pout. "Please?"
“Certainly.” JungMin smiled, moving to the bathroom. “You two join me once you’re done eating.”
HyunJoong only sighed.
"Lavender bath oil please!" YoungSaeng called after him, returning to his meal.
"I'll have your robes readied master, and what will HyunJoong be wearing?" KyuJong asked, going to the closet.
"Something simple, the linen robes should do," YoungSaeng said. "I doubt they'll be looking at his body, his ability is too rare to be auctioned off for sex slave."
"Yes, master," KyuJong nodded, disappearing into the closet. YoungSaeng looked to HyunJoong with a smile.
"Almost done?" he asked, pushing his finished plate away and standing, already untying his dressing robe.
“Yes.” HyunJoong had just finished his last mouthful, sighing. “If they’re not interested in my body, then maybe I don’t need to bathe at all?”
“Come on!” JungMin face drifted out from the bathroom. “The bath water’s gonna get cold.”
"You need a bath," YoungSaeng said, turning to go to the bathroom. "We're coming!"
"Well not yet you aren't," KyuJong snorted, bringing out a pile of robes to drop on the bed. "You need a bath Hyun, you reek of sex, I can smell you from here."
“And whose fault is that?” HyunJoong retorted, following after YoungSaeng, only to yelp when a hand tugged him into the bathroom, the door slamming behind him.
Sorting out the clothes on the bed, KyuJong hummed a little to himself as he worked, smoothing down the fabric. His eyes glowed slightly, a faint hint of water dampening the fabric to release any wrinkles.
Pausing, he heard the noises starting, the groans, grunts and curses coming through under the door. He wasn't at all surprised to hear YoungSaeng's throaty moans starting after a few minutes. Like YoungSaeng could ever resist joining in.
Minutes later, there was the sounds of the shower, and then HyunJoong was the first to tumble out, wrapped in a towel, boneless, onto the bed.
Sighing a little, KyuJong helped HyunJoong dry off and get him dressed before YoungSaeng and JungMin emerged.
"He almost ready?" YoungSaeng asked, holding his arms out as JungMin fitted him into the robes. If HyunJoong remembered, it was the same black billowy robes he had worn when they had met that first day in YunHo's receiving hall.
"Yes, almost ready," KyuJong nodded, finishing up tying the robes and looking down at HyunJoong who hadn't moved much. "Though it would have been easier if he stood up."
Lifting up a finger, HyunJoong pointed at JungMin and YoungSaeng. “Blame them.”
“For what? Giving you the best time of your life?” JungMin teased, moving over and sitting down on HyunJoong.
“Ack! Heavy!” HyunJoong protested, only to have JungMin bounce on him in retaliation.
"Min, get off of him," KyuJong swatted JungMin's ass. "You're going to wrinkle his clothes."
"And you didn't finish dressing me JungMin!" YoungSaeng scowled, his arms still out and half dressed. "We're running a little late now, hurry please."
“Alright, alright! Geez, we can afford to be a little late.” JungMin sighed, running over to YoungSaeng’s side and finishing tying up the robes.
"I'll go find HyungJoon," KyuJong sighed, smoothing down HyunJoong's robes again before leaving the room quickly.
"Meet us up here please!" YoungSaeng called after him, looking down at his robes to make sure everything was tied properly before turning to HyunJoong. "Well, almost time."
HyunJoong sighed, standing up and checking himself in the mirror. He looked presentable enough, although he wondered if that was a good thing. But he supposed he could still dress in a sack and people would want him. It was his ability they were after, after all. Turning he faced YoungSaeng with a tentative smile. “Yeah...”
JungMin looked between them and mumbled some excuse about getting something from the closet.
YoungSaeng waited until JungMin had closed the closet door before stepping forward, taking HyunJoong's hands. "It's not goodbye, not really," he said softly. "We'll see each other again."
“I know... I’ll still miss you.” HyunJoong stated honestly, taking a step closer towards YoungSaeng.
"I'll miss you as well," YoungSaeng said, squeezing HyunJoong's hands lightly. "You have made such an impression on this house, it's sad to see you have to go. As your master, I took care of you as best as I was able. I'll admit, sometimes I did fail in that, but I have never been so proud of a slave I have trained as I am of you."
“You never failed to take care of me.” HyunJoong smiled. “...Maybe we should get this over with. Then we can sooner meet again.”
YoungSaeng's lips quirked and he nodded. "Okay. When we get there, I'll present you to YunHo, and say goodbye. I won't see you again until after the auction. Min? We're ready."
JungMin poked his head out of the closet door. “Don’t ask me. I was rummaging around in a closet.”
HyunJoong had to laugh at that, even though he felt sadness bubbling up from inside. It was really time.
"... I'm not going to ask," YoungSaeng shook his head. The door opened behind him, KyuJong and HyungJoon coming in. "It's time, take us to YunHo's please Joon."
HyungJoon nodded, holding out his hands. He took a moment to give HyunJoong a hug though. Although they hadn’t gotten very close, he always felt sad when a trainee left.
KyuJong managed to sneak in a quick hug for HyunJoong before taking one of HyungJoon's hands. YoungSaeng took HyungJoon's other hand and nodded. "Let's go. We'll be back in a few hours Min."
JungMin had latched onto HyunJoong, giving him a tight hug and sneaking in a short kiss. “I’ll miss you, Hyun.”
Then stepping back, he nodded. “I’ll see you guys soon. Say hi to SooHyun and the guys for me, HyunJoong.”
“I will.” HyunJoong nodded, taking one of KyuJong’s hands. “Tell Zhou Mi bye for me.” There hadn’t been time for him to bid the Chinese slave farewell.