White Noise - Part 29
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Minho pushed against Siwon, about in a panic. "Don't let them hurt him."
Siwon turned fully to Minho, grabbing onto his arms. "You'd ask him to bite you?" he asked, obviously more furious than his demeanor would let on. Minho could feel it, and it was dangerous, and he was afraid even to meet his eyes. He stopped pushing against Siwon, glaring down at his chest.
"I'm his." Minho said.
"You're mine." Siwon quickly corrected. "Don't make me be cruel. Neither of us wants that."
"Why do you want me? Why should you care?"
Siwon lifted a hand, carefully placing it on his cheek and tilting his head up until their eyes met. "It's true that I bonded with you because I was ordered to, but don't mistake me for not caring. You know that I care. It would hurt me greatly to lose you. Especially to him."
The words made Minho feel queasy. He knew they were true, as much as he didn't want to believe them. Even worse, it bothered him to think of how much it would hurt Siwon to go back to Onew. It bothered him way too much.
Then, Siwon backed away from him. "I told you, when you humiliated me, I'd do worse to you." and Minho stiffened up.
"Take your clothes off." Siwon said, cold.
Minho should have already learned better than to not do as told - he thought he had - but just obediently pulling off his clothes, so Siwon could all too likely beat him and make him feel anything like he felt before, it was just... "No.." he said. "Please, no."
He caught Siwon's angry twitch just before he closed the distance once again. "Don't make me take them off for you."
"I'm yours." Minho said, in a hurried attempt at defense, though he immediately feels horrible for the words.
Siwon shut his eyes, trying to keep himself calm. "Why do you hate that so much?"
"Because you treat me like I'm a thing." Minho said honestly. "At least Onew respected me. Onew cares even now..." As Minho said it, the truth of it struck him, and the emptiness that had been created when their bond broke seemed to shrink, if just a little...
"He doesn't care about you." Siwon told him, "He's confused, maybe, but I assure you what he mostly wants you for is revenge."
Minho looked at Siwon, a bit surprised himself. "Even you know that's not true."
Siwon opened his eyes, looking at Minho. "What?"
"I can tell," Minho said, "That you know Onew's feelings for me are special."
Siwon's anger looked like it was about to burst, and he took another step back from Minho. "I won't tell you again. Take your clothes off."
Minho scowled, looking away from his vampire. "Was Heechul some kind of trick too? What he told me to do, is that some kind of a test?"
Surprisingly, Siwon didn't charge forward and start stripping Minho's clothes off. He was still, and contemplative. "What did Heechul tell you to do?"
Minho blushed and crossed his arms, preferring not to repeat it, though he was relieved that Siwon's anger was put on hold. "He wanted me to...."
Without Minho saying anything, Siwon seemed to get the gist of it. "Whatever it is, you aren't following orders very well, are you?"
Minho looked at him, stomach churning. He suddenly regretted bringing it up at all, even if it was going to lead to Heechul "coming after him".
"Whatever Heechul wanted you to do," Siwon said, "do it."
A million thoughts were swirling around Minho's head. Would it be better to do it than whatever his punishment would be for not doing it? Probably. Would it be better than being spanked? He thought, quite possibly, still feeling the pain from his previous consequence. But could he willingly do such a thing?
He opened his mouth to try and say the words. He twitched his hand and tried to make it move. Jessica did it like it was no big deal, he thought. Was he a weaker person than her? Or just less dirty? Just less interested in men?
Siwon, apparently, was impatient. He closed the distance between them, reaching out to grab Minho. Minho shut his eyes, and touched his hand softly between Siwon's legs. "I want..." he said. Siwon was unmoving, taken aback.
"I want to.." Minho said, and the rest of the words wouldn't come. He wrinkled his nose, and simply changed them a bit, "go down. on you."
Minho thought strongly about how much he didn't want to. He wanted Siwon to know that, no matter what he said. If Siwon knew he didn't want to, would he really make him?
Apparently, yes.
"Fine." said the vampire, "you will."
Minho looked at Siwon, horrified.
"First of all," Siwon said, "Take your clothes off."
Now Minho was closing his eyes to try staying calm. He breathed carefully, thinking over his options. Try to run, and probably be beaten. Stay still, and probably be beaten. Do as Heechul told him to do and... he felt disgusted.
Then, Siwon's voice was gentle. "I'll start."
He moved against his human, embracing him to reach up the back of his shirt. Minho trembled against him, hating the closeness, and hating even more Siwon's gentle voice in his ear. "You'll forgive me after this, Minho."
Minho flinched at the thought, and started to pull away, but Siwon held him close until he was still again, and pulled his t-shirt over his head - then dropped it to the floor.
Before Siwon could get to it, Minho reached down to unfasten his jeans. He moved awkwardly and stiff, reaching into his pants and shoving them down just an inch before freezing. Siwon leaned forward to encourage him, gently kissing his cheek, then his ear, and then moving his lips towards Minho's...
"No." Minho jerked away, backing the little bit he could into the corner. "I hate this."
"If you allow yourself, you'll like it." Siwon said shortly, and he moved his own hands to the waist of Minho's jeans, pushing them slowly off of his hips.
Minho opened his eyes and grabbed Siwon's wrists. "I can't be this way with you."
Siwon jerked his hands from Minho's grip, giving him a hint of a glare before he reached down into his pants, lying his palms on Minho's underwear-clad buttocks. Minho winced, cringing yet again. "It's not a choice," Siwon told him. "You can make it hard on yourself, but it will happen all the same."
There was a knock at the door, and before Siwon had time to tell them to leave, it burst open. The intruding vampire looked to them in the corner and seemed uneffected by their position. He simply said, "Onew escaped."
Minho couldn't hold back his grin, no matter what predicament Onew had left him in. Onew was okay, and he knew Onew quite well, and surely well enough to know he'd be back for him. It was good news.
"Get out." Siwon told the vampire, his fingers digging into Minho's skin and making his grin quickly disappear.
After the door was closed, Siwon glared at Minho. "I see you're pleased."
"Yeah." Minho told Siwon, "I am."
{ Warning: The rest of this part is pretty much smut. Rape-y smut. You can skip it if it bothers you. }
At first, Siwon was hurt. Then, his mouth set in a tight line, and Minho felt the rage. He cringed, as Siwon pushed his pants, along with his briefs, down to his knees. Minho almost reached down to try to pull them right back up, but Siwon grabbed one of his hands, moving it for him over his dick.
"Touch yourself." Siwon growled, and Minho began to protest, pulling to free his hand and grunting against his clenched teeth, but it was fast obvious that he wasn't getting anywhere. "Please.." he said to Siwon, but Siwon squeezed Minho's hand painfully until he spread his fingers out over his own dick. Siwon placed his hand over Minho's to close it around himself, forcing it to move in a short fast jerking motion.
Minho cried out, but bit his lip directly after, his eyes shutting tight as he tried to give himself cold shower thoughts because it was all too humiliating this way, Siwon once again treating his body like it was just a doll that he can force to do whatever he wants. And Minho realized, in too many ways, that was what he was to Siwon. Those thoughts alone were unsexy enough, but still his body responded to the motions, because fuck he was a virgin after all and if anyone in the world deserved to get off, he was feeling shitty enough at this moment to think for sure it was himself.
But not this way, he told his body. His second sexual experience with another person, and it was to be stolen from him? His eyes became wet under his eyelashes, he began to shiver between Siwon in the wall, and it was painful how his hips would jerk into Siwon's - and his own hand.
Siwon leaned in close, his voice deep and rough. "Get on your knees. Don't stop."
With that, Siwon's hand moved off of Minho's, and it was truly hard not to stop. He moved his hand slower on himself as he got onto his knees, and his wandering "cold shower" thoughts seemed to become easier.
He listened as Siwon unfastened his pants, and, then he felt it - Siwon's already semi-hard dick touching against his cheek. He refused to open his eyes. He thought of the first time at The Council, when he was stuck in the closet, when he was told he'd soon not have his family or his friends or his "stuff" any more, and how he should close his eyes and think of those things.
It was certainly an unsexy memory to think back on, and his hand was going awfully slow on himself, but if Siwon noticed he apparently didn't mind. He didn't mention it, anyway. He reached a hand into Minho's hair, and told him to open his mouth, and Minho did so robotically, telling himself he wouldn't think of what was going in it..
It was thick, and longer than what moved between his lips, but Siwon did all the work for him. He held his mouth open, trying hard not to think of it, while Siwon pushed and pulled on his head in the proper motions until Siwon said, "Use your tongue." and frankly, Minho had no idea what the hell that was supposed to mean. So he just lifted his tongue, licking randomly around the hardening cock in his mouth, and apparently that was good enough because Siwon moaned and fuck Minho felt it...
His vampires emotions consumed him, and his thoughts went out the window. His mouth tightened around Siwon, his hand tightened around himself, and his body and mind seemed to be pulsating with the sudden pleasure. More than that, there was power. It was Siwon's feeling, and he should have hated that it was there, and on one hand he did, but it just felt too good to stop.
It was odd that he was the one doing the sucking this time, but it felt twice as good as when Jessica had sucked him. It wasn't his feelings alone, in fact, it was mostly Siwon's and that somehow made it so much better. It was like those kisses with Onew that had seemed to consume his entire being, but amplified beyond imagination, even as it was a complete violation of his mind. It grew, and it grew, and eventually Siwon's grip had loosened in his hair and he was on his own sucking that dick into his mouth until it began to violently twitch, and Siwon had to help Minho hold it in his mouth as it released into his mouth, especially because both of them were way out of it in a violent, double orgasm, because Minho shot off after just the slightest taste of Siwon's cum - though it had nothing to do with the actual cum, and everything to do with the overwhelming pleasure that went off in Siwon's mind.
It seemed like a very long time before the orgasms subsided, and Minho panted now, wondering if he'd even breathed throughout that.. wondering if it had been possible, as he eyed the size of Siwon's shrinking erection.
It hit him suddenly when it hit. Siwon's smug satisfaction, like he'd just won some fucked up game, and it felt very much like a slap in the face, sobering Minho from a drunken state. He'd just given head to a man he hated, and liked it. Not liked it, but loved it.
It was so sickeningly unlike himself that he wanted to vomit, and in fact, he'd hardly eaten anything - but he bent over, and did, right on Siwon's foot. It was too small of a victory to make up for what had just happened, so Minho didn't smile even as Siwon yelled and stepped back.
He stared at his small puddle of spit up, all the more disgusted with himself.
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