Die With Me (6/?)
MY LOVELIES, sorry for the wait, I fail at writing chapter fics omg. This chapter is particular...interesting/dark/packed/weird? idek, but i am chucking a warning here especially to those who are sensitive to non-con/dub-con....
Die With Me (6/?)
vi.
As Kyuhyun slumps over, Hankyung stares at the dart and quickly swivels around, blocking the unconscious boy from his attacker, his eyes widening in shock at who it is.
“You!”
There’s a quick smile and a cold glare so utterly different from the bright eyes they’re used to seeing, “You weren’t suppose to be here Hankyung hyung. Now I’ll have to kill you.”
“What are you going to do to Kyu?”
“It’s none of your business.”
“What are you going to do to Kyu?”
The other man sighed, “I’m taking them to The Kingdom.”
Hankyung inhales sharply, “So you work for the Grand Master…”
“Take me instead.”
The other man pauses, eyes widening then narrowing, “Why would you do that for him?”
“He’s my dongsaeng, I love him.”
Dark eyes turn hard, “What is he to you, Hangeng?”
The Chinese man doesn’t flinch, “He’s Kyuhyun.”
There’s a brief pause of utter silence, “No, it has to be him, he was specifically chosen.”
The click of the gun pushes Hankyung into action, “Then take me as well.”
The other freezes, “What?”
“Take me as well, I’m sure your master will not be unhappy.”
It was an understatement, the Grand Master will be thrilled he had managed to bring another, especially considering the other is Hankyung.
He quickly points a gun at Kyuhyun’s head, as he hoists him up and jerking his head to indicate Hankyung should walk ahead.
When they have reached a dark van with a logo of an eyeball on the side, Hankyung’s shoved inside and a sting at his neck carries him into unconsciousness. His last thoughts are of Siwon waking up alone.
When morning comes at headquarters, there’s a strange silence and coldness in the air despite it being nearly summer.
Siwon walks into the medical lab with coffee in his hands and he freezes at finding it empty. Where could they have gone? His thoughts are interrupted when Hyujae walks up to him to ask him if he knows where Donghae is.
“Maybe they went somewhere…”
By now the rest of the group is up and Kangin raises an eyebrow at the five other people sitting at the table. “Where is everyone?”
“Well we think Hankyung, Kyuhyun and Donghae might have gone out and I don’t know where Zhoumi is either…”
Kangin frowns deeply and Siwon understands, because it was uncharacteristic of the others, especially the computer whiz and their resident doctor to leave without telling someone or at least writing a note.
A tendril of apprehension curls in Siwon’s stomach and he skips breakfast to sit in Hankyung’s chair, hoping to God that his lover was just too tired to remember.
When Hankyung wakes up, he’s lying on his side in a room with no windows and he realises he’s naked, with his hands cuffed behind him and there was something heavy around his neck that clinked as he shifted.
“Hyung…” A whisper from his right. Kyuhyun.
“Kyu? Are you okay? Do you know anything?”
“I’m alright. I don’t know much, but I think we have collars with some sort of chain on it and handcuffs, cock rings I’m pretty sure and blindfolds?”
“Who else is here? Zhoumi indicated that it wasn’t just you.”
“I dunno, there was someone here before, but they took him out, before I really came to…it’s been a while…”
A door bangs open and they’re yanked out by the chains around their necks and Kyuhyun was right, they were blindfolded. Hankyung stumbles as someone shoves him from behind and he can feel Kyuhyun hit the floor next to him. They’re forced on their knees and Hankyung tries to orientate himself, but then a series of soft gasps and whimpers just to his right catches his attention.
The sounds continue for another few minutes and Hankyung is getting turned on by the soft moans and uneven breathing, despite himself. He was also sure that he was indeed wearing a cock ring, the leather tighter than it was before.
Then the blindfolds are yanked off and Hankyung tries to adjust to the light as fast as possible, gasping as he sees an old man with hard grey eyes and a sneer across his pale, thin lips staring straight at him. The Grand Master. More shockingly, is Donghae bent over the arm of the sofa, jerking and gasping as the older man’s fingers moves inside of him. From the wetness and swell of Donghae’s member and the desperate moans, Hankyung guesses this has been going on for quite some time now.
“Hae!”
Donghae’s head snaps up and he flushes, “H-hyung? What are you- ahhh” Donghae trailing off abruptly as another finger is added.
“Well, well, nice to meet you all. I am the Grand Master and you are my pets…but I’m very fussy with pets, you know. If you’re not good, I’ll punish you and make sure you learn your lesson well.” His tone is light, but mocking and Hankyung had no doubt on the last part.
“Okay then, since we’re all introduced, let’s get to know each other a little better okay?” Then without a warning, he yanks out his fingers and pushes all the way into Donghae, drawing a scream from the younger and shouts from Kyuhyun and Hankyung.
“Mmmm so tight…you don’t get your little ass fucked much do you? Like to think of yourself as a topper? Well we’re going to have to change that.” Donghae is squeezing his eyes shut and his hands clenched, but he still can’t hold back the small cries as he’s fucked against the couch. The older man fucks him hard and Donghae is panting and hissing at the same time, before he’s dropped unceremoniously onto the floor and the Grand Master comes all over Donghae’s body, as if painting a picture.
Donghae lies on the ground and sobs, face flushed with shame.
Sungmin turns to Leeteuk sharply, eyes wide, the first real emotion Leeteuk’s seen since Heechul’s death.
“What do you mean they’re missing?!”
Leeteuk sighs heavily, “Kangin just came by, he said when they woke up, the four of them were just gone.”
“Oh god…we should be there hyung…I can’t imagine how Siwon and oh god, Hyukkie are holding up.”
“Yeah…Kangin wants us to keep an eye out here, just in case they get sold here.”
Sungmin’s eyes darken at the thought. “None of them can handle this place…especially not Kyuhyunnie…”
Leeteuk imagines the introverted, proud boy being stripped of his dignity and he squeezes Sungmin’s arm so tight the other hisses.
They’re chained up against the wall and a small boy is dragged in and dumped in front of the Grand Master. He’s only about 16 and Kyuhyun hisses sharply; the boy looks uncannily like Henry.
He really knew how to push their buttons.
The old man offers the boy a cup of tea and after the boy drinks it, he drags the boy in front of the three of them and then without any preparation, he enters the small boy’s untouched entrance, and Donghae wants to block his ears at the terrible screams that erupt.
Blood slides down the boy’s thighs and the old man fucks him almost violently, the small boy’s hands grasping desperately at the floor, pupils blown and his mouth open in a silent scream. The blood continues to flow and it seems almost too much as it starts to flow onto the floor and then Hankyung gasps in shock as he realises what must have been in that tea.
By the time the Grand Master pulls out of the boy, he’s unconscious, maybe dead; the blood flowing out of his entrance freely, and the old man walks over to Hankyung and clasps his jaw tightly. “Suck me or I feed that to your little boyfriend over here,” slapping Kyuhyun across the face. Hankyung’s gaze is beyond icy, but he opens his mouth anyways and he takes the blood-covered penis in, sucking and licking. As he’s about to come, the old man yanks hard at Hankyung’s hair and he gasps, letting go, so the penis plops up and he unloads all over Hankyung’s face. The man smirks triumphantly and indicates for Donghae to lick it off and the boy complies, his eyes squeezed shut as he licked cum off his hyung’s face.
He moves forward and unlocks Donghae and Hankyung from the wall and maneuvers them towards another mirrored wall, and Hankyung closes his eyes tightly as the old man straps Donghae into one of those contraptions at the Relief Lounges. But Hankyung, contrary to his beliefs was not strapped into the one next to it, but positioned immediately behind Donghae. His eyes went wide when he realised the Grand Master wanted him to fuck Donghae whilst the boy was secured and helpless.
“No! I refuse to hurt him, he’s my dongsaeng for godsake!” Hankyung jerked back, only to be shoved forward violently by the Grand Master.
“I don’t care if he’s your son, you’re going to fuck whoever I tell you to.” He pulls a vial from his pocket, dangling it in front of Hankyung’s face, “Or do you want me to feed him this and then have me fuck him the way I did that boy.” Hankyung glances at the body lying in a pool of blood and then grits his teeth, before moving forward to put his hands on Donghae’s hips. “Go on, prepare him. Do it slow.” Hankyung is surprised at the instructions, but it’s better than fast and raw and he quickly moves before the man changes his mind and wants him to enter Donghae unprepared.
He gently pushes a finger into the tight entrance, stretching it carefully and then adding another, Donghae letting out a whimpering gasp at the sensation. The old man isn’t rushing him strangely, so Hankyung takes his time, to minimise the damage later. A soft man escapes and Hankyung looks up and realises he can see Donghae’s face in the mirror, the boy biting down on his lips as Hankyung inserts another finger. He brushes his hand against Donghae’s member accidentally and is surprised to feel it hard.
“Alright now stop fingering him, and touch his cock till it’s throbbing.” Hankyung obeys, partly because he’s glad he doesn’t have to rape Donghae yet and also because of the hand the man has on Donghae’s neck. He wraps his hand around Donghae’s member and pumps it slowly, drawing a sharp intake of breath from the boy. By the time, it’s throbbing underneath his hands and is about to release, Donghae’s gasping and moaning softly. “Stop. Go back to fingering him.” There’s a distinctive whimper as his hand moves away and Hankyung starts to feel uneasy. As he gets three fingers inside, Donghae shudders underneath him suddenly, his cock leaking, but not allowed release as he reaches his high. The Grand Master just smiles, “Continue.”
By the time Hankyung has moved to pumping Donghae’s member and back to fingering his entrance, Donghae is gasping and crying as he jerks through another dry orgasm, his skin sleek with sweat and his cock swollen. “Part his ass and place the tip of your cock against his hole, but do not enter.” Hankyung does as he’s told and gasps as he feels Donghae rocking his hips back onto him. The old man leans against the contraption and smiles at Donghae, “How are you feeling? Did I go too far? How about we just stop and you can just stay here, get some rest for the night and-” ‘No! N-no please don’t leave me like this…” Donghae looks like he hates himself for begging, but the desire on his face was plain to see. The man smiles, “Go on Hankyung. Fuck him nice and slow.
Hankyung enters Donghae at last, pushing in slowly and Donghae lets out a low moan. As Hankyung starts pushing in and out of the boy, the old man starts speaking, “You like that don’t you? You secretly like being fucked don’t you, Donghae? Being dominated and teased until you’re fucking begging for it? You go around pretending to be all manly and all, but you’re secretly craving for cock, aren’t you, you slut?”
Hankyung continues thrusting in and out of Donghae, feeling the body beneath him tremble at the words; but helpless to do anything.
“Yeahh that’s right, you’re loving this, every single moment. Lying here helpless with your ass bared for anyone to fuck, it turns you on doesn’t it? The idea of having all these cocks up your hole, being fucked by anyone, but your little boyfriend. Knowing that he’s probably waiting for you, worrying about you, but you’re having the best sex of your life here, aren’t you?” Donghae was crying softly, his breathing ragged, skin flushed. The man turns to Hankyung, “Pump his needy cock again while you fuck him, he’s a greedy little bitch.”
As hands wrap around his length, Donghae can’t help the loud moan he lets out and he sobs as the man continues. “Oh yeah, you love that don’t you, you’re almost on the edge again…how many times can your boyfriend make you come? You want this bad…or maybe you only want him? Hankyung with those long, delicious legs and beautiful face, you lust after him don’t you? I know you used to like him. You slut, having an innocent little boy who lets you fuck him, but craving a strong, intelligent man…and a doctor no less, I bet he knows a lot about the anatomy…Do you imagine what those large hands feel like sliding along your skin; dream about having those pretty lips around your cock. I bet you fantasize about having that large, thick cock up your ass all the time don’t you?” Hankyung feels disgust at the man for such crude words, but he freezes in shock as he feels Donghae’s member harden even further in response.
Donghae is sobbing hard by now, moaning and whimpering and sobbing at the same time. His eyes shoot open as he feels the heat pool in his stomach. “Admit it Donghae, you love every fucking bit of this and you didn’t even think about your little boyfriend till I mentioned him, did you, your cock-hungry little whore?!” “Y-yes, yes! Just let me come please, fuck! H-hyung!” The old man smirks and nods at Hankyung, who immediately pulls off the cock ring, just as Donghae’s tightening around him, and he shuts his eyes as Donghae screams ‘Hyung!’ as he comes all over the mirrors and the floor.
“Fuck!” Kibum jumps as Kangin slams his fist down on the counter, frustration and fear shining in his eyes after almost two days without any news of the others’ whereabouts.
“Hyung…” Ryeowook whispers fearfully, seating between a red-eyed Hyukjae and a pale, grim-looking Siwon. Yesung is in the kitchen trying to make drinks. With Heechul’s murder, Ryewook has been cleared as he was not present at the time of the death.
Kibum frowns, “We’ve searched through the entire town, asking our contacts, roughing up some of the shiftier figures who usually knows the evil happenings around here…but nothing. No one knows anything.”
“Where the hell could they be?”
“Maybe they’re…already-” Yesung whispers, only to be drowned out by the angry voices of everyone, except Kibum. Ryeowook screaming at the other man that the others were alive, they had to be!
Kangin cuts through the argument with a growl, “I want you all to get some rest, especially you Siwon, we’re all heading out early tomorrow, see if we’ve missed anything.”
Reluctantly, they all stood up and went to their own rooms, Kangin watching Hyukjae, Siwon and Ryeowook dragging their steps, unwilling to face empty rooms once filled with life. He sighs and rubs his face roughly, wishing Leeteuk or at least Hankyung was here.
He will find them, even if it’s the last thing he do, he’s going to bring his family back together.
They’re lying in the dark room and Donghae’s sobbing quietly to himself, curled up and facing the wall.
Hankyung understood why he hadn’t been made to fuck Donghae unconscious. The man knew what hurt them the most and Donghae could not bear the fact that he was enjoying it so much. The deep look of shame, guilt and self-disgust as he moaned and each time he came told Hankyung he was thinking about Hyukjae. In a way, it would be better to just rape him.
Kyuhyun shifts on the other side of him, curling up closer, “Hyung…sleep with me.” Hankyung snaps his neck to the side, eyes wide, “What the hell, Kyuhyun?! I’m not going to take advantage of you!”
Kyuhyun shakes his head, leaning closer, “Please hyung, it’s going to happen soon, I can feel it and I don’t want that monster to be my first…please.” There was a terrified look in the boy’s usually calm gaze, the idea of being so cruelly robbed of his dignity and his virginity enough to bring out his usually hidden, vulnerable side.
Hankyung pauses, imagining Kyuhyun being shoved onto the ground and raped without even being stretched and he blanches. “B-but Kyu-”
Kyuhyun wraps his arms around him, “Hyung…I want it to be you…I’ve always wanted it to be you…”
Hankyung’s expression softens at the confession and he pulls the younger man closer, pressing a kiss at the corner of his mouth. He takes it slow and gentle, making it as good as it can be for Kyuhyun. They move against each other in the darkness; Kyuhyun loving Hankyung as he always had and for tonight, Hankyung loving Kyuhyun as well.
He watches the other man sleeping restlessly, his gaze hungry and excited.
Soon, soon you will be mine, all mine…
//
Well at you know who the traitor is, but there's still lots to figure out. I'd love to hear your speculations/thoughts <3
Die With Me (6/?)
vi.
As Kyuhyun slumps over, Hankyung stares at the dart and quickly swivels around, blocking the unconscious boy from his attacker, his eyes widening in shock at who it is.
“You!”
There’s a quick smile and a cold glare so utterly different from the bright eyes they’re used to seeing, “You weren’t suppose to be here Hankyung hyung. Now I’ll have to kill you.”
“What are you going to do to Kyu?”
“It’s none of your business.”
“What are you going to do to Kyu?”
The other man sighed, “I’m taking them to The Kingdom.”
Hankyung inhales sharply, “So you work for the Grand Master…”
“Take me instead.”
The other man pauses, eyes widening then narrowing, “Why would you do that for him?”
“He’s my dongsaeng, I love him.”
Dark eyes turn hard, “What is he to you, Hangeng?”
The Chinese man doesn’t flinch, “He’s Kyuhyun.”
There’s a brief pause of utter silence, “No, it has to be him, he was specifically chosen.”
The click of the gun pushes Hankyung into action, “Then take me as well.”
The other freezes, “What?”
“Take me as well, I’m sure your master will not be unhappy.”
It was an understatement, the Grand Master will be thrilled he had managed to bring another, especially considering the other is Hankyung.
He quickly points a gun at Kyuhyun’s head, as he hoists him up and jerking his head to indicate Hankyung should walk ahead.
When they have reached a dark van with a logo of an eyeball on the side, Hankyung’s shoved inside and a sting at his neck carries him into unconsciousness. His last thoughts are of Siwon waking up alone.
When morning comes at headquarters, there’s a strange silence and coldness in the air despite it being nearly summer.
Siwon walks into the medical lab with coffee in his hands and he freezes at finding it empty. Where could they have gone? His thoughts are interrupted when Hyujae walks up to him to ask him if he knows where Donghae is.
“Maybe they went somewhere…”
By now the rest of the group is up and Kangin raises an eyebrow at the five other people sitting at the table. “Where is everyone?”
“Well we think Hankyung, Kyuhyun and Donghae might have gone out and I don’t know where Zhoumi is either…”
Kangin frowns deeply and Siwon understands, because it was uncharacteristic of the others, especially the computer whiz and their resident doctor to leave without telling someone or at least writing a note.
A tendril of apprehension curls in Siwon’s stomach and he skips breakfast to sit in Hankyung’s chair, hoping to God that his lover was just too tired to remember.
When Hankyung wakes up, he’s lying on his side in a room with no windows and he realises he’s naked, with his hands cuffed behind him and there was something heavy around his neck that clinked as he shifted.
“Hyung…” A whisper from his right. Kyuhyun.
“Kyu? Are you okay? Do you know anything?”
“I’m alright. I don’t know much, but I think we have collars with some sort of chain on it and handcuffs, cock rings I’m pretty sure and blindfolds?”
“Who else is here? Zhoumi indicated that it wasn’t just you.”
“I dunno, there was someone here before, but they took him out, before I really came to…it’s been a while…”
A door bangs open and they’re yanked out by the chains around their necks and Kyuhyun was right, they were blindfolded. Hankyung stumbles as someone shoves him from behind and he can feel Kyuhyun hit the floor next to him. They’re forced on their knees and Hankyung tries to orientate himself, but then a series of soft gasps and whimpers just to his right catches his attention.
The sounds continue for another few minutes and Hankyung is getting turned on by the soft moans and uneven breathing, despite himself. He was also sure that he was indeed wearing a cock ring, the leather tighter than it was before.
Then the blindfolds are yanked off and Hankyung tries to adjust to the light as fast as possible, gasping as he sees an old man with hard grey eyes and a sneer across his pale, thin lips staring straight at him. The Grand Master. More shockingly, is Donghae bent over the arm of the sofa, jerking and gasping as the older man’s fingers moves inside of him. From the wetness and swell of Donghae’s member and the desperate moans, Hankyung guesses this has been going on for quite some time now.
“Hae!”
Donghae’s head snaps up and he flushes, “H-hyung? What are you- ahhh” Donghae trailing off abruptly as another finger is added.
“Well, well, nice to meet you all. I am the Grand Master and you are my pets…but I’m very fussy with pets, you know. If you’re not good, I’ll punish you and make sure you learn your lesson well.” His tone is light, but mocking and Hankyung had no doubt on the last part.
“Okay then, since we’re all introduced, let’s get to know each other a little better okay?” Then without a warning, he yanks out his fingers and pushes all the way into Donghae, drawing a scream from the younger and shouts from Kyuhyun and Hankyung.
“Mmmm so tight…you don’t get your little ass fucked much do you? Like to think of yourself as a topper? Well we’re going to have to change that.” Donghae is squeezing his eyes shut and his hands clenched, but he still can’t hold back the small cries as he’s fucked against the couch. The older man fucks him hard and Donghae is panting and hissing at the same time, before he’s dropped unceremoniously onto the floor and the Grand Master comes all over Donghae’s body, as if painting a picture.
Donghae lies on the ground and sobs, face flushed with shame.
Sungmin turns to Leeteuk sharply, eyes wide, the first real emotion Leeteuk’s seen since Heechul’s death.
“What do you mean they’re missing?!”
Leeteuk sighs heavily, “Kangin just came by, he said when they woke up, the four of them were just gone.”
“Oh god…we should be there hyung…I can’t imagine how Siwon and oh god, Hyukkie are holding up.”
“Yeah…Kangin wants us to keep an eye out here, just in case they get sold here.”
Sungmin’s eyes darken at the thought. “None of them can handle this place…especially not Kyuhyunnie…”
Leeteuk imagines the introverted, proud boy being stripped of his dignity and he squeezes Sungmin’s arm so tight the other hisses.
They’re chained up against the wall and a small boy is dragged in and dumped in front of the Grand Master. He’s only about 16 and Kyuhyun hisses sharply; the boy looks uncannily like Henry.
He really knew how to push their buttons.
The old man offers the boy a cup of tea and after the boy drinks it, he drags the boy in front of the three of them and then without any preparation, he enters the small boy’s untouched entrance, and Donghae wants to block his ears at the terrible screams that erupt.
Blood slides down the boy’s thighs and the old man fucks him almost violently, the small boy’s hands grasping desperately at the floor, pupils blown and his mouth open in a silent scream. The blood continues to flow and it seems almost too much as it starts to flow onto the floor and then Hankyung gasps in shock as he realises what must have been in that tea.
By the time the Grand Master pulls out of the boy, he’s unconscious, maybe dead; the blood flowing out of his entrance freely, and the old man walks over to Hankyung and clasps his jaw tightly. “Suck me or I feed that to your little boyfriend over here,” slapping Kyuhyun across the face. Hankyung’s gaze is beyond icy, but he opens his mouth anyways and he takes the blood-covered penis in, sucking and licking. As he’s about to come, the old man yanks hard at Hankyung’s hair and he gasps, letting go, so the penis plops up and he unloads all over Hankyung’s face. The man smirks triumphantly and indicates for Donghae to lick it off and the boy complies, his eyes squeezed shut as he licked cum off his hyung’s face.
He moves forward and unlocks Donghae and Hankyung from the wall and maneuvers them towards another mirrored wall, and Hankyung closes his eyes tightly as the old man straps Donghae into one of those contraptions at the Relief Lounges. But Hankyung, contrary to his beliefs was not strapped into the one next to it, but positioned immediately behind Donghae. His eyes went wide when he realised the Grand Master wanted him to fuck Donghae whilst the boy was secured and helpless.
“No! I refuse to hurt him, he’s my dongsaeng for godsake!” Hankyung jerked back, only to be shoved forward violently by the Grand Master.
“I don’t care if he’s your son, you’re going to fuck whoever I tell you to.” He pulls a vial from his pocket, dangling it in front of Hankyung’s face, “Or do you want me to feed him this and then have me fuck him the way I did that boy.” Hankyung glances at the body lying in a pool of blood and then grits his teeth, before moving forward to put his hands on Donghae’s hips. “Go on, prepare him. Do it slow.” Hankyung is surprised at the instructions, but it’s better than fast and raw and he quickly moves before the man changes his mind and wants him to enter Donghae unprepared.
He gently pushes a finger into the tight entrance, stretching it carefully and then adding another, Donghae letting out a whimpering gasp at the sensation. The old man isn’t rushing him strangely, so Hankyung takes his time, to minimise the damage later. A soft man escapes and Hankyung looks up and realises he can see Donghae’s face in the mirror, the boy biting down on his lips as Hankyung inserts another finger. He brushes his hand against Donghae’s member accidentally and is surprised to feel it hard.
“Alright now stop fingering him, and touch his cock till it’s throbbing.” Hankyung obeys, partly because he’s glad he doesn’t have to rape Donghae yet and also because of the hand the man has on Donghae’s neck. He wraps his hand around Donghae’s member and pumps it slowly, drawing a sharp intake of breath from the boy. By the time, it’s throbbing underneath his hands and is about to release, Donghae’s gasping and moaning softly. “Stop. Go back to fingering him.” There’s a distinctive whimper as his hand moves away and Hankyung starts to feel uneasy. As he gets three fingers inside, Donghae shudders underneath him suddenly, his cock leaking, but not allowed release as he reaches his high. The Grand Master just smiles, “Continue.”
By the time Hankyung has moved to pumping Donghae’s member and back to fingering his entrance, Donghae is gasping and crying as he jerks through another dry orgasm, his skin sleek with sweat and his cock swollen. “Part his ass and place the tip of your cock against his hole, but do not enter.” Hankyung does as he’s told and gasps as he feels Donghae rocking his hips back onto him. The old man leans against the contraption and smiles at Donghae, “How are you feeling? Did I go too far? How about we just stop and you can just stay here, get some rest for the night and-” ‘No! N-no please don’t leave me like this…” Donghae looks like he hates himself for begging, but the desire on his face was plain to see. The man smiles, “Go on Hankyung. Fuck him nice and slow.
Hankyung enters Donghae at last, pushing in slowly and Donghae lets out a low moan. As Hankyung starts pushing in and out of the boy, the old man starts speaking, “You like that don’t you? You secretly like being fucked don’t you, Donghae? Being dominated and teased until you’re fucking begging for it? You go around pretending to be all manly and all, but you’re secretly craving for cock, aren’t you, you slut?”
Hankyung continues thrusting in and out of Donghae, feeling the body beneath him tremble at the words; but helpless to do anything.
“Yeahh that’s right, you’re loving this, every single moment. Lying here helpless with your ass bared for anyone to fuck, it turns you on doesn’t it? The idea of having all these cocks up your hole, being fucked by anyone, but your little boyfriend. Knowing that he’s probably waiting for you, worrying about you, but you’re having the best sex of your life here, aren’t you?” Donghae was crying softly, his breathing ragged, skin flushed. The man turns to Hankyung, “Pump his needy cock again while you fuck him, he’s a greedy little bitch.”
As hands wrap around his length, Donghae can’t help the loud moan he lets out and he sobs as the man continues. “Oh yeah, you love that don’t you, you’re almost on the edge again…how many times can your boyfriend make you come? You want this bad…or maybe you only want him? Hankyung with those long, delicious legs and beautiful face, you lust after him don’t you? I know you used to like him. You slut, having an innocent little boy who lets you fuck him, but craving a strong, intelligent man…and a doctor no less, I bet he knows a lot about the anatomy…Do you imagine what those large hands feel like sliding along your skin; dream about having those pretty lips around your cock. I bet you fantasize about having that large, thick cock up your ass all the time don’t you?” Hankyung feels disgust at the man for such crude words, but he freezes in shock as he feels Donghae’s member harden even further in response.
Donghae is sobbing hard by now, moaning and whimpering and sobbing at the same time. His eyes shoot open as he feels the heat pool in his stomach. “Admit it Donghae, you love every fucking bit of this and you didn’t even think about your little boyfriend till I mentioned him, did you, your cock-hungry little whore?!” “Y-yes, yes! Just let me come please, fuck! H-hyung!” The old man smirks and nods at Hankyung, who immediately pulls off the cock ring, just as Donghae’s tightening around him, and he shuts his eyes as Donghae screams ‘Hyung!’ as he comes all over the mirrors and the floor.
“Fuck!” Kibum jumps as Kangin slams his fist down on the counter, frustration and fear shining in his eyes after almost two days without any news of the others’ whereabouts.
“Hyung…” Ryeowook whispers fearfully, seating between a red-eyed Hyukjae and a pale, grim-looking Siwon. Yesung is in the kitchen trying to make drinks. With Heechul’s murder, Ryewook has been cleared as he was not present at the time of the death.
Kibum frowns, “We’ve searched through the entire town, asking our contacts, roughing up some of the shiftier figures who usually knows the evil happenings around here…but nothing. No one knows anything.”
“Where the hell could they be?”
“Maybe they’re…already-” Yesung whispers, only to be drowned out by the angry voices of everyone, except Kibum. Ryeowook screaming at the other man that the others were alive, they had to be!
Kangin cuts through the argument with a growl, “I want you all to get some rest, especially you Siwon, we’re all heading out early tomorrow, see if we’ve missed anything.”
Reluctantly, they all stood up and went to their own rooms, Kangin watching Hyukjae, Siwon and Ryeowook dragging their steps, unwilling to face empty rooms once filled with life. He sighs and rubs his face roughly, wishing Leeteuk or at least Hankyung was here.
He will find them, even if it’s the last thing he do, he’s going to bring his family back together.
They’re lying in the dark room and Donghae’s sobbing quietly to himself, curled up and facing the wall.
Hankyung understood why he hadn’t been made to fuck Donghae unconscious. The man knew what hurt them the most and Donghae could not bear the fact that he was enjoying it so much. The deep look of shame, guilt and self-disgust as he moaned and each time he came told Hankyung he was thinking about Hyukjae. In a way, it would be better to just rape him.
Kyuhyun shifts on the other side of him, curling up closer, “Hyung…sleep with me.” Hankyung snaps his neck to the side, eyes wide, “What the hell, Kyuhyun?! I’m not going to take advantage of you!”
Kyuhyun shakes his head, leaning closer, “Please hyung, it’s going to happen soon, I can feel it and I don’t want that monster to be my first…please.” There was a terrified look in the boy’s usually calm gaze, the idea of being so cruelly robbed of his dignity and his virginity enough to bring out his usually hidden, vulnerable side.
Hankyung pauses, imagining Kyuhyun being shoved onto the ground and raped without even being stretched and he blanches. “B-but Kyu-”
Kyuhyun wraps his arms around him, “Hyung…I want it to be you…I’ve always wanted it to be you…”
Hankyung’s expression softens at the confession and he pulls the younger man closer, pressing a kiss at the corner of his mouth. He takes it slow and gentle, making it as good as it can be for Kyuhyun. They move against each other in the darkness; Kyuhyun loving Hankyung as he always had and for tonight, Hankyung loving Kyuhyun as well.
He watches the other man sleeping restlessly, his gaze hungry and excited.
Soon, soon you will be mine, all mine…
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Well at you know who the traitor is, but there's still lots to figure out. I'd love to hear your speculations/thoughts <3