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day 23 : troublemaker
pg-15
troublemaker || 1152 wc
The room was somewhat dim with only the chandelier as a sole endower for spilling light. For a moment there is a rapt silence as a hand is dealt. The piano plays for a brief interval dissonant undistinguishable by the ears of its listener. There was a large table on the middle of the stale reek room due to the aged Persian carpet lying in the room rounded by man in sleek suits sitting upright and majestically with face contorted in all seriousness, a stark contrast to the room’s contemptible condition. A man was placed on his throne at the edge of the room next to the grimly playing piano, sitting like a king observing his peasants with their play. The door suddenly creaked open; one man tilted his head higher eyeing the figure that had entered the room in his grace and ravishing, he is the “Queen”.
~
There he stood at the door sill, dressed in a tight black dress that was tailored to seduce every eye that falls on it; his wig was a lovely shade of auburn and when the yellow light teasingly cataract on top of his pretty little head, it seems lighter. He was wearing platform heels that sculpted the expanse of smooth skin along the long legs. His eyes were rimmed with kohl and under the light he was as if a cat lurking for its predator promiscuously. His seductive eyes stared daggers at my darker ones with a smirk that I had learnt only mean trouble. He struts with effort as he swing his hips teasingly and the dangling beads on his dress jingling as it clashes with the fabric and the other occupants of the room had shifted from the game to be captivated and mystified by the unbinding spell of this Lucifer and low whistling of appreciation of the arrival of this seductress resounds between the walls of the room. I was blatantly furious on the stares he received, being a man myself, I know the looks had boxed a whole different element behind it and to fuel the fuming volcano of my anger, the little minx seemed to enjoy those elaborate attentions they presented to him.
~
He sat on my side, on the leather chair’s armrest, resting his right leg on top of his left ever so slowly lifting it. The elongated legs were on show to the other occupants of the room. He rested his palm under his chin, with eyes clouded with lust making googly eyes to some of them. I took his wrist and pulled him onto my lap, being a feline with new tricks under his sleeve, he wrapped those smooth legs around my waist gracefully and languorously. He rested his head on my shoulder blade, snuggling to my neck just like a cat would do. His fingers wander around my thigh moving up and down, drawing hearts and arrows with them. He untied the bow that had been securely tangled on my collar with leisure motion, using them to pull me closer to him. I complied, and the smell of his cologne makes me lightheaded and seethes with the images of him. He titters alluringly and lowly, only chiming for me. Few buttons of my shirt had been unbuttoned, and his fingers wander to my abdomen tracing those clenched muscles in admiration. Those bitter fingers had managed to arouse me with only a swipe or two, I cannot resist the power he had tied on me .I was branded and collared like a pet for his pleasure. I scrunched my eyes shut, muffling those satisfied noises when the fingers were replaced by the coldness of metal. I quickly opened my eyes; the smirk I witnessed when he was at the door sill was relatively wider than before.
~
With the blunt point of the pistol, he traces the underside of my jaw with eyes glint mischievously. He brought forth his lips and swiped his tongue over my lips gradually and I was frozen and had surrendered to his touch.
“Not as strong as I thought, Choi Minho” He whispered to my earlobe with voice dripping with venom and degrading my credibility. He bit my earlobe gently and I could feel his smirk getting wider by the second.
“What do you want?”I asked after had chosen my words carefully as I struggled to escape from him.
“First, all of them to leave.”He averted his gaze towards the other occupants of the room.
“ALL OF YOU LEAVE!”I shouted on top of my lungs and my dumb army had scurried away and left me with this feline.
“Good boy.”He stood from my lap moving backwards, with his pistol still pointing at me dangerously.
“What’s next?”I asked impatiently, if he wanted my life he could take it at this instant.
He heaved me up from my throne, and our breath whirred together and our fingers entwined tightly as he uses his free hand to caress my cheek and I leaned to his touch like an obedient boy I took my chance and try to sneak in and grab the pistol off his hand.
“Great way to ruin a romantic moment, Choi.”He was infuriated at my attempt and rested the blunt point of the pistol precise on my throat. I used my free hand grabbing my pistol from by back pocket and pointed it on his chest.
“You’re smart, but not smart enough.”I retorted to taunt his ego. His cheeks were red in aggravation. He utilizes his leg, swiftly kicking me down to the ground.
“You should know better than to provoke me, Minho.”His body was bent, thus aligning our face in a parallel.
I haul his neck downwards and our lips were mashed together, moving in sync as his body collapse on top of mine. Soon, the tongue was involved and the emotion that we had concealed for months had been opened like a book exposed to the world to see and read.
We pulled back after the little session had sucked our life from our body, drained us emotionally. We lay down on the Persian rug, a door knock was heard and he retracts from my side.
“I’ll explain it to them.”I muttered to him trying to calm him down, I headed to the door and explained the situation to my trusted sidekick. When I turned back, he wasn’t there anymore and the strong night breeze heading inwards, I knew he had escaped and all I could do is wait for my little minx to show up himself in front of me, whether it’ll be months or years until he returns.
I’ll keep being in front of you so you can’t forget me
I’ll keep shaking your heart so you can’t escape me
I will steal your lips and run far away
I’m a Trou a a a ble! Trouble! Trou! Trouble Maker!
- Troublemaker - Troublemaker
pg-15
troublemaker || 1152 wc
The room was somewhat dim with only the chandelier as a sole endower for spilling light. For a moment there is a rapt silence as a hand is dealt. The piano plays for a brief interval dissonant undistinguishable by the ears of its listener. There was a large table on the middle of the stale reek room due to the aged Persian carpet lying in the room rounded by man in sleek suits sitting upright and majestically with face contorted in all seriousness, a stark contrast to the room’s contemptible condition. A man was placed on his throne at the edge of the room next to the grimly playing piano, sitting like a king observing his peasants with their play. The door suddenly creaked open; one man tilted his head higher eyeing the figure that had entered the room in his grace and ravishing, he is the “Queen”.
~
There he stood at the door sill, dressed in a tight black dress that was tailored to seduce every eye that falls on it; his wig was a lovely shade of auburn and when the yellow light teasingly cataract on top of his pretty little head, it seems lighter. He was wearing platform heels that sculpted the expanse of smooth skin along the long legs. His eyes were rimmed with kohl and under the light he was as if a cat lurking for its predator promiscuously. His seductive eyes stared daggers at my darker ones with a smirk that I had learnt only mean trouble. He struts with effort as he swing his hips teasingly and the dangling beads on his dress jingling as it clashes with the fabric and the other occupants of the room had shifted from the game to be captivated and mystified by the unbinding spell of this Lucifer and low whistling of appreciation of the arrival of this seductress resounds between the walls of the room. I was blatantly furious on the stares he received, being a man myself, I know the looks had boxed a whole different element behind it and to fuel the fuming volcano of my anger, the little minx seemed to enjoy those elaborate attentions they presented to him.
~
He sat on my side, on the leather chair’s armrest, resting his right leg on top of his left ever so slowly lifting it. The elongated legs were on show to the other occupants of the room. He rested his palm under his chin, with eyes clouded with lust making googly eyes to some of them. I took his wrist and pulled him onto my lap, being a feline with new tricks under his sleeve, he wrapped those smooth legs around my waist gracefully and languorously. He rested his head on my shoulder blade, snuggling to my neck just like a cat would do. His fingers wander around my thigh moving up and down, drawing hearts and arrows with them. He untied the bow that had been securely tangled on my collar with leisure motion, using them to pull me closer to him. I complied, and the smell of his cologne makes me lightheaded and seethes with the images of him. He titters alluringly and lowly, only chiming for me. Few buttons of my shirt had been unbuttoned, and his fingers wander to my abdomen tracing those clenched muscles in admiration. Those bitter fingers had managed to arouse me with only a swipe or two, I cannot resist the power he had tied on me .I was branded and collared like a pet for his pleasure. I scrunched my eyes shut, muffling those satisfied noises when the fingers were replaced by the coldness of metal. I quickly opened my eyes; the smirk I witnessed when he was at the door sill was relatively wider than before.
~
With the blunt point of the pistol, he traces the underside of my jaw with eyes glint mischievously. He brought forth his lips and swiped his tongue over my lips gradually and I was frozen and had surrendered to his touch.
“Not as strong as I thought, Choi Minho” He whispered to my earlobe with voice dripping with venom and degrading my credibility. He bit my earlobe gently and I could feel his smirk getting wider by the second.
“What do you want?”I asked after had chosen my words carefully as I struggled to escape from him.
“First, all of them to leave.”He averted his gaze towards the other occupants of the room.
“ALL OF YOU LEAVE!”I shouted on top of my lungs and my dumb army had scurried away and left me with this feline.
“Good boy.”He stood from my lap moving backwards, with his pistol still pointing at me dangerously.
“What’s next?”I asked impatiently, if he wanted my life he could take it at this instant.
He heaved me up from my throne, and our breath whirred together and our fingers entwined tightly as he uses his free hand to caress my cheek and I leaned to his touch like an obedient boy I took my chance and try to sneak in and grab the pistol off his hand.
“Great way to ruin a romantic moment, Choi.”He was infuriated at my attempt and rested the blunt point of the pistol precise on my throat. I used my free hand grabbing my pistol from by back pocket and pointed it on his chest.
“You’re smart, but not smart enough.”I retorted to taunt his ego. His cheeks were red in aggravation. He utilizes his leg, swiftly kicking me down to the ground.
“You should know better than to provoke me, Minho.”His body was bent, thus aligning our face in a parallel.
I haul his neck downwards and our lips were mashed together, moving in sync as his body collapse on top of mine. Soon, the tongue was involved and the emotion that we had concealed for months had been opened like a book exposed to the world to see and read.
We pulled back after the little session had sucked our life from our body, drained us emotionally. We lay down on the Persian rug, a door knock was heard and he retracts from my side.
“I’ll explain it to them.”I muttered to him trying to calm him down, I headed to the door and explained the situation to my trusted sidekick. When I turned back, he wasn’t there anymore and the strong night breeze heading inwards, I knew he had escaped and all I could do is wait for my little minx to show up himself in front of me, whether it’ll be months or years until he returns.
I’ll keep being in front of you so you can’t forget me
I’ll keep shaking your heart so you can’t escape me
I will steal your lips and run far away
I’m a Trou a a a ble! Trouble! Trou! Trouble Maker!
- Troublemaker - Troublemaker