Yes, My Master II - 04
Title: Yes, My Master II - 04
Author: Ahra
Rating: PG-13 - NC-17
Pairing: 2min
Genre: AU
Summary: Lee Taemin had gone back into the Choi Residence as the personal assistant and the young master's lover, and began living his old life and routine back when, one by one, he had to come up with everything that had been waiting for him for so long.
Key stroked Jinki’s fringes softly between the spaces of his fingers, letting the hair fit in them. Jinki stared at his boyfriend lovingly, ignoring the risk they might get caught since their relationship as student and lecturer was hidden for good, although they were making out in Jinki’s lounge clandestinely as if the world had belonged to them; even if someone peeked at them between a small crack of door, they would not mind; even though there was a possibility she or he would throw a fit; they didn’t really care and kept on their making out session.
“ Mmh - Jinki,” Key struggled to break away the kiss, receiving a small pout of disappointment from the latter and the feline-eyed man slapped his lover playfully, why was the hell this attractive lecturer acting up like a baby - oh, of course. In front of Key only, no one could ever see this adorable side of Jinki. Never. “ You spoiled bastard boy, I hate you.”
Jinki lit up a smile that caused buzz down Key’s spine to his groin; God, Jinki was perfect.
“ But I love you, Key.”
The said male nuzzled his face onto the crook of Jinki’s neck, inhaling a relaxing scent - so Jinki, the scent really was his.
“ I know,” the almighty side came onto the surface, Key flicking Jinki’s forehead gently albeit the older let out a small cry. “ I am just missing you, baby. This whole day until lunch break drove me insane; Taemin getting hit on, Minho flaring up, Jonghyun and Joon being poor companies behind them.”
Hearing the major complain made Jinki chuckle softly, his lover was too adorable and cute, fitting in his arms when he was on Jinki’s lap, cuddling up close not wanting to part. “ So you went to see me, because you wanted to freshen up your screwed mind, hm?”
“ Yeah,” Key shyly nodded, locking his fingers in those fresh soft brown locks, “ You are my cure, endowed with magical power.”
“ Aren’t I supposedly your lover?”
“ Jinki,” Key leaned in, “ Do you understand? You are my everything I could wish for.”
Jinki contently scooped Key over closer with his chest so their bodies crashed against each other softly, lips hovering above Key’s already red face, ghosted a whisper as his skilled hand ripped first button of Key’s shirt,
“ And you are only mine.”
Meanwhile the lovebirds were having their intimate time in the lecturer’s lounge, Jonghyun had a very hard time catching up with Minho and Taemin, so did Joon who only could sigh under his breath, noticing how bad Minho’s mood was, and the young personal assistant was stuck in between he wanted to run away from pedators or please his young master - in this context was his boyfriend.
“ I am scared,” Taemin mumbled, playing his fingers nervously while the backside of Minho looked intimidating him; actually what now is called; jealousy taking all over his heart. Who would not, even the bodyguards - Jonghyun and Joon - willy-nilly had to admit Taemin’s natural beauty that had captivated people in this campus - from educated and civilized into hungry savageries, so basically the fighters’ presence pretty much made sense, although they needed to heed the weird stares and whispers behind the back, of course having two strangers in the campus following the most-popular-boy and new-hot-chick was worth to be the main topic of the day.
Jonghyun, nonetheless, still tapped the poor lovely boy on his shoulder. “ As what Key had said,” he calmed Taemin, “ your beauty just does that, Taemin-ah.”
Taemin could not decide whether he could feel eased or burdened upon that appeasement.
Joon was in the charge of nodding affirmatively, and he just did his job perfectly.
The pale beauty whistled something that could be defined as sigh, because he considered one like that. He eyed at the tallest among them, wondering what could make Minho feel better, they weren’t at the Choi Residence, so Taemin could not be able to make a cup of rose tea - and why were Key and Jinki when Taemin needed them the most? Their advices weren’t something he could retort, because they more less held water based off his past experience in asking them.
Probably they were doing something that Taemin didn’t offer himself to imagine, oh he really didn’t wish to.
Maybe currently Jinki Hyung is sticking his dick up inside - god damn it Taemin, you screw up your innocent mind, poor thing, Taemin whined inwardly.
But after all, Taemin had to do something.
So the personal assistant scurried forward and peered up at the young master, smiling sheepishly as his hand locked with Minho’s. Taemin, honestly, had no idea of what he wanted to do, but he decided he could corporate with it later as he blurted out what would be racing in his mind.
The young president stopped his steps and let himself drawn in to those beautiful orbs, right two steps before the cafeteria. Taemin only smiled, his thumb stroking Minho’s palm softly, whispering, “ Don’t be mad, Young Master. I can make it up with you tonight, according to whatever you want me to do.”
Of course, that sent an electric jolt of excitement under his veins - that hinted something good, when Minho assumed ‘in the bed’ then everything was paid off.
Minho’s full lips shamelessly twitched a perverted grin, he just could not wait, in fact he was rather anticipating what service that Taemin was offering to him - okay, he didn’t say if it were a service, but from the way Taemin talked to him was too suggestive and seductive - how could Minho refuse? Not even in million years.
And he licked his lips, forgetting how incoherent he was earlier..
“ I am waiting, Taemin-ah. Your ass is mine tonight.”
Taemin blushed.
“ But it is always yours..” the cute boy in auburn hair murmured, not daring to meet up with Minho’s hungry eyes.
“ Yeah,” Minho wrapped his arm around Taemin’s slim waist aggressively, his nail digging into Taemin’s skin covered with a thin layer of sweater, as he breathed, “ Everything about you, is mine, Taemin-ah. No one else. Bear it in mind.”
Taemin shuddered - gosh, Minho was sexy.
So he could only mouth a weak ‘okay’ even though Minho didn’t let go his grip, but Taemin had no strength either to snap away the hand, because Minho’s deep voice hinting on something - good God, Heaven was playing nice today.
While in the other hand, Jonghyun and Joon were clueless over what had been going on for past five minutes between the couple, so they shrugged their wonders off and waltzed over to approach them.
Lunch break started rather smoothly, unlike Taemin’s conjecture since he had noticed whether vicious or needy stares towards him behind his back, but it was going nicely; Minho munching his sandwich and cola eagerly (perhaps he wanted to gain more energy for tonight, who knows?) and Jonghyun concentrating on his bread along with Joon, Jinki and Key were off of sight doing God-knows-what-and-Taemin-didn’t-wish-to-look-up. Basically, the lunch was quite normal despite Taemin’s stressful first day at college.
Maybe God was really this wise.
Taemin could not stop a smile from pounding onto his face and he munched his lunch happily, perhaps his first day wasn’t really bad at all; although he was fucking sure that his name would be printed out on the school’s wall magazine; ‘The Fame.” Lame name is lame, Taemin grunted. Nevertheless, today’s lunch happened to be quite nice.
Yet, few meters away from the couple, Jonghyun frowned and looked around - this situation was so much calmer then the previous; no fanboys coming after Taemin’s ass, nor fangirls mumbling curses on Taemin for stealing their prince away (whereas from very beginning, Minho had claimed Taemin as his, in spite of they just started dating for almost three years now).
Yeah, it was awkwardly, too peaceful.
Key breathed heavily as his chest heaved and flattened, Jinki tracing his fingers on it carefully, as if he wanted to mark his ownership on that flawless, smooth skin of Key. He wanted this beautiful boy all alone - he could not ask for more, Key was enough to flesh out his life.
A thick layer of sweats glistening Key’s milky white skin, soft pants of lust in the air, messy hair sticking onto the temples and nape - God, this was the most, perfect sight Jinki was devouring with his eyes.
“ Ji - Jinki,” Key moaned, “ I am exhausted.. I - “
“ Sure,” as if they had a super telepathy after dating for almost same period with Minho and Taemin, Jinki smiled and gently brushed Key’s cheek, “ You can take a rest, come here.” Key happily crawled close towards Jinki’s well-built chest, the smell of sex and love lingering over their noses, Key’s sexy, curvy body fitted in Jinki’s broad one. As if they were puzzles made for each other. Sweet.
“ Say..” Key’s breath got calmer as he regained back his sense after the rough fucking earlier - being bent over and Jinki’s huge thing pounding inside him stubbornly until they reached their peak - his eyes peered up, “ What do you think about my baby’s first day? Will it go well?”
“ Mm, I have no idea either, sweetie,” Jinki tilted, “ But I guess the fangirls will not let him off easily, well you know, it is Minho we are talking about.”
“ You’re right,” Key sighed, “ No matter how beautiful Taemin is.. Insane fangirls are insane. They won’t stop until Minho remarks his belonging, you know how scary Minho will be if someone is messing around with his baby.”
“ That’s why,” Jinki chuckled, “ I feel secure trusting Taemin on Minho, he will do everything to protect him, even if it costs his life, don’t you remember?”
“ Of course I do,” Key laughed in a small voice, “ That incident proved how much Minho loves him, so I give them my blessing.”
Jinki nodded and wrapped the boy in his arms tighter, protectively. “ In any case..” he whispered, “ Regardless the worst probability in those crazy fangirls’ sleeve that will haunt Taemin down on his first day, he is just that strong, you have to believe in him. Besides, he got Minho on his side, what could he ask more?”
The beautiful male laughed heartily and mashed their lips together. “ Indeed, so true.”
Minho broke away the kiss that made Taemin’s cheeks flush, Jonghyun and Joon choosing to shift their gaze to somewhere else. They rather wished to see passers-by blushing hard - actually there were only two or three and they were all males - and when the couple got over with it, Minho stared at Jonghyun with a tantrum in his eyes, shooting up words that what was now much predictable.
“ Make sure that no one can touch my property.”
Jonghyun shivered, knowing his balls as the stake.
A red tint rushed in Taemin’s cheeks, he quite liked the idea of Minho being all protective to him but remarking it out loud made him embarrassed.
“ Y - Young Master,” Taemin whispered in gentle voice, “ I, I don’t think shouting about stuffs like that was a good idea..”
Minho arrogantly folded his arms over his strong frame. “ Right. I am capable to do anything I want, so yeah, it was a very good idea, Taemin-ah. And besides,” Minho lifted Taemin’s chin up, smirking, “ You are my personal assistant, your job is in a certain sense, supporting my decisions and working with them voluntarily.”
This guy knew how to emphasize his wants at a certain, best moment ever, Taemin sighed.
“ Alright,” Jonghyun immediately wrapped the non-sense conversation up, “ Let’s go, Taemin-ah.”
“ Y - yes, Milord,” thus, the personal assistant and the secret fighter walked off leaving Minho and Joon behind. The other bodyguard stole a glance at the young president, wondering why the hell was there a man capable much in having everything in his hand, easily? Joon swept off the thought quickly when Minho voiced, “ Come on.”
“ Yes, my Milord.”
The last period was happening quite good, unlike the first and second classes Taemin had to deal with four or five perverts staring at his ass and being a very nice condescendent he was, Jonghyun reflexively smoked them out till they ran away to save their life in bed after the secret fighter threw a tantrum about how scary the young master would be if they dared to lay a touch on Taemin. That was rather effective, but strangely no one really devoured Taemin’s body with their eyes, and the class was quite peaceful and calm, study about management going well too.
Jonghyun concluded that maybe it was because half of class had known - or, whole class - that Taemin belonged to Minho. Their publically making out sessions were not only for satisfying the lust; perhaps it was Minho’s way to announce people whose property Taemin was.
So until the class officially ended, Taemin did everything calmly and stuffed the books into his chocolate brown bag, thinking that his first day wasn’t really bad at all. He also didn’t need to make Jonghyun all hurry-scurry cast out the hungry beasts and could wait at the outside of class without much worry.
Taemin strolled out and saw Jonghyun leaning his back against a window while puffing out his cheeks, he blinked twice through those long eyelashes. Taemin knew Jonghyun probably felt all amazed because of the rest peaceful day. Jonghyun scooted over with a happy smile flashing over his face. “ Yo, Taemin-ah. How’s your class?”
The younger male giggled, “ Good. So unexpected, isn’t it?”
“ Yeah,” Jonghyun laughed, “ You’re right. In this case, we can look up Minho and Joon soon without having so much pressure - “ Jonghyun stopped and a cringe replaced the grin on his face, wrapping his tummy securely. “ Oh shit. I need to go - Natural call. Fuck, Taemin-ah, can you take care of yourself? I’ll be right back.”
Taemin nodded and gave a signature wave of telling him to go. Jonghyun took a long stride to run towards nearest restroom until the sight of his back dissolved behind a turn five meters away from where Taemin stood.
The ageless beauty sighed and clung his bag over his shoulder, chortling a little because he felt bad for making Jonghyun suffer like that, whereas he had to do his duty perfectly because Minho had told him to.
Even the powerful, gallant secret fighter is also an ordinary human, Taemin chuckled.
“ Excuse me, are you Lee Taemin?”
Taemin turned his head and a male in crew cut came into his sight, a friendly smile following after. “ Professor Lee is waiting for you. He said he would like to meet you behind the school building to help him about something.”
Taemin raised his brow - could it be Jinki Hyung? But if he left Jonghyun now the shorter male would be in panic - that won’t be a hurt, after all it won’t take much time either, Taemin thought so he agreed and followed that man -
Only to find the place with no one, and it was quiet.
Taemin frowned. “ Jinki Hyung? Where is he?”
“ There you are, this slut.”
A shrilly voice pierced Taemin’s hearing and he winced, turning his heels. Taemin’s eyes shot open as he saw five girls with three men, including that male who told Taemin to go over here.. And Taemin gritted his teeth. That’s fucking why the lunch break and last period went smoothly - why the heck did he always get trapped from the very beginning?
Oh yes. The reason was always same. Because I am Minho’s lover.
Taemin took three steps back until his back hit a hard surface of wall. Crap, he got nowhere nor space to run away. He gulped a small lump that had blocked his throat ever since he figured out that it was a trap.
Taemin curled his fingers and began took out his phone from his back pocket, hoping that he had known by heart how to write a new text - also send it to Minho’s number which he had memorized too, without looking, of course.
Send.
A girl with wavy hair, big boobs pressing up her tanktop, tight pants looked at Taemin smugly, the beautiful male felt disgusted seeing a girl with definition of ‘real whore’ in front of him.
“ Stay away from our Minho Oppa,” she intimidated, “ He belongs to no one. You are a little piece of trash following him everywhere, it’s annoying.”
“ Yeah Yuri, you’re right, he doesn’t look that gorgeous either,” now a girl with small face, if Taemin remembered correctly, she was from Taemin’s class - was her name Soyu? “ We are so much better than him, aren’t we, Sulli?”
“ He doesn’t deserve to be on Minho Oppa’s side,” now a girl with stuck-up face snorted. “ Go away if you still wanna live.”
“ Oh see,” Yuri’s face broke a grin, “ He doesn’t even dare to look at us - are you scared, little baby? These guys can steal your innocence and make sure you have a best dream ever.” And the males licked their lips upon the idea of devouring Taemin’s body alternately.
But Taemin didn’t response - instead, he clenched his fist, gritting the trim row of white teeth. Seeing Taemin give no reaction, Soyu yanked Taemin’s arm and forced him to look up - but Taemin snapped that hand forcefully, making Soyu jerk and stumble little, looking shock with the sudden rejection. Yuri and Sulli widened their eyes, yelling, “ What are you - “
“ Are you kidding me..”
The three girls frowned, while the males whispered to each other. “ You said what - “
And then, Taemin pounded a punch onto the wall, shocking them, much to their surprise.
“ So you are saying that Taemin is missing?!”
Jonghyun scratched his head, feeling confused and all worried. “ I went to restroom for a while, I had told him to wait for me too. I just have no idea where did he go.”
Minho groaned. “ Great. We need to find him now.”
“ Need to split up and scatter?” Joon suddenly voiced out and Jonghyun nodded. “ That shall be a good suggestion - wait, is it your phone vibrating madly, Minho?”
“ Oh yes,” Minho mumbled, and his face stiffened as he read the message over and over, giving Jonghyun and Joon uneasy feeling floating in their stomach. “ Uh.. Minho?”
“ … No need to do that,” Minho tucked back his phone into his pocket, “ Follow me, now.”
Help me. Bullies. At the yard behind the building.
Minho felt his temperature dropping down - his blood rushed violently in the veins - they are getting my pay back now.
Joon and Jonghyun exchanged glances before took long strides to catch the young president up, something bad really had just happened.
“ Behind the building..”
Jonghyun blinked. “ What?”
Minho’s knuckles turned white. “ He is behind this building - “ and his sight went blurry when he started to get a better view of the place - he was about to shout his lover’s name and finish them off -
“ Are you kidding me..”
and a sound of wham followed after, shocking the bullies and also, those who were about to come to the rescue.
Suddenly Taemin’s head shot up, sending a vicious, angry glare to the bullies, cracking the bones in his palm, and his face was all red.
“ Who do you think you are giving me stupid orders like that! Am I gonna be scared of your tantrums? Your wish! And besides - “ The string of words ripped through Taemin’s mouth bluntly, “ I only obey Minho, because he is my lord, my only young master that I love! Hell I would do fucking shit you just told me!”
It took a few minutes for Minho to proceed Taemin’s brave self-defense into his mind - before he finally chuckled in satisfaction.
It was too adorable, Taemin-ah.
Feeling that he was already unable to take a grip of himself, Minho decided to came into the scene, shocking people around them - including Taemin, because Minho turned up with a flash of smile across his face - and the bullies could not take their eyes off Minho’s sudden appearance, gasps of jealousy and shocks came after, Minho smirked triumphantly, as he took in Taemin’s wrist, pulling the beautiful boy close to him. He eyed the already terrified bullies one by one with his infamous, strong gaze, and remarked;
“ Lee Taemin is my property, anything about him concerns me, no one can densely, carelessly touch him - and whoever tries to harm him, I’ll never let them off easily,” Minho tightened his grip around that tiny wrist, and grinded his teeth as the last threat, “ because this boy is my lover.”
And with that, Minho pulled Taemin out, followed by surprised Joon and Jonghyun, leaving the shocked bullies behind. Their knees gave away, because Minho was never a person who gave empty threats.
Nonetheless though, even he looked so damn scary earlier, Minho could not hide his smile.
“ My only young master.”
That shall teach them.. really, whose property Taemin was.
“ Minho.. Minho.. Not.. not here, you said I could take shower, and why - “
Taemin bit his lip as Minho’s hand traveled up to rub the pink nub, licking it softly as his other free hand squeezed the soft, perk, round perfect ass. The cold water dripped onto their bodies, soaking them gracefully as Minho made his way to bite Taemin’s neck a bit too harsh, earning low moans from the younger. The taller boy cupped in the rosy, flushed cheeks as he captured those pink lips with his own, devouring the softness and never got enough. This was Minho’s addiction.
“ Wh - what is making you act like this..” Taemin moaned when Minho’s fingers brushed over his groin and hovered above, teasing the hard shaft with butterfly kisses placed all over Taemin’s face.
Minho smiled.
“ Because I feel happy,” he whispered, hot breath against Taemin’s cheek, giving tingling sensation between his inner thighs, “ You told them that I am your only young master you love.”
“ B - But..” Taemin sighed when Minho pressed their wet bodies together, holding his breath, “ Wasn’t it what I needed to say? I am not seeing any - ah!”
Taemin could feel the lustful smirk on his collarbone when Minho nuzzled his face onto the crook of Taemin’s neck, biting the flesh gently, leaving angry marks on the exposed neck.
“ That’s why I am happy, a childish male like you probably won’t understand.”
“ W - why..”
Minho looked up and their gazes collided eventually, something that made the young president drowned into that pair of gorgeous brown orbs, which had captivated him since the first time they met.
“ Because, if it is for me, Taemin-ah..” Minho unleashed a soft smile, whispering, “ Loving you is my everything.”
That caused Taemin to blush hard, he was stuttered to find any word but he could not find it - how the hell could Minho be so cheesy and lovely at the time like this?
“ You are still a kid, aren’t you?”
Taemin groaned unhappily.
“ Oh Young Master, are you mocking me?!”
Minho chuckled upon the boy’s cuteness and gave a quick peck onto those plump lips, causing Taemin to blush again, as the young master murmured gently, “ Quite the opposite. In fact, I am praising you. Shut up and let me take you now.”
Author: Ahra
Rating: PG-13 - NC-17
Pairing: 2min
Genre: AU
Summary: Lee Taemin had gone back into the Choi Residence as the personal assistant and the young master's lover, and began living his old life and routine back when, one by one, he had to come up with everything that had been waiting for him for so long.
Key stroked Jinki’s fringes softly between the spaces of his fingers, letting the hair fit in them. Jinki stared at his boyfriend lovingly, ignoring the risk they might get caught since their relationship as student and lecturer was hidden for good, although they were making out in Jinki’s lounge clandestinely as if the world had belonged to them; even if someone peeked at them between a small crack of door, they would not mind; even though there was a possibility she or he would throw a fit; they didn’t really care and kept on their making out session.
“ Mmh - Jinki,” Key struggled to break away the kiss, receiving a small pout of disappointment from the latter and the feline-eyed man slapped his lover playfully, why was the hell this attractive lecturer acting up like a baby - oh, of course. In front of Key only, no one could ever see this adorable side of Jinki. Never. “ You spoiled bastard boy, I hate you.”
Jinki lit up a smile that caused buzz down Key’s spine to his groin; God, Jinki was perfect.
“ But I love you, Key.”
The said male nuzzled his face onto the crook of Jinki’s neck, inhaling a relaxing scent - so Jinki, the scent really was his.
“ I know,” the almighty side came onto the surface, Key flicking Jinki’s forehead gently albeit the older let out a small cry. “ I am just missing you, baby. This whole day until lunch break drove me insane; Taemin getting hit on, Minho flaring up, Jonghyun and Joon being poor companies behind them.”
Hearing the major complain made Jinki chuckle softly, his lover was too adorable and cute, fitting in his arms when he was on Jinki’s lap, cuddling up close not wanting to part. “ So you went to see me, because you wanted to freshen up your screwed mind, hm?”
“ Yeah,” Key shyly nodded, locking his fingers in those fresh soft brown locks, “ You are my cure, endowed with magical power.”
“ Aren’t I supposedly your lover?”
“ Jinki,” Key leaned in, “ Do you understand? You are my everything I could wish for.”
Jinki contently scooped Key over closer with his chest so their bodies crashed against each other softly, lips hovering above Key’s already red face, ghosted a whisper as his skilled hand ripped first button of Key’s shirt,
“ And you are only mine.”
Meanwhile the lovebirds were having their intimate time in the lecturer’s lounge, Jonghyun had a very hard time catching up with Minho and Taemin, so did Joon who only could sigh under his breath, noticing how bad Minho’s mood was, and the young personal assistant was stuck in between he wanted to run away from pedators or please his young master - in this context was his boyfriend.
“ I am scared,” Taemin mumbled, playing his fingers nervously while the backside of Minho looked intimidating him; actually what now is called; jealousy taking all over his heart. Who would not, even the bodyguards - Jonghyun and Joon - willy-nilly had to admit Taemin’s natural beauty that had captivated people in this campus - from educated and civilized into hungry savageries, so basically the fighters’ presence pretty much made sense, although they needed to heed the weird stares and whispers behind the back, of course having two strangers in the campus following the most-popular-boy and new-hot-chick was worth to be the main topic of the day.
Jonghyun, nonetheless, still tapped the poor lovely boy on his shoulder. “ As what Key had said,” he calmed Taemin, “ your beauty just does that, Taemin-ah.”
Taemin could not decide whether he could feel eased or burdened upon that appeasement.
Joon was in the charge of nodding affirmatively, and he just did his job perfectly.
The pale beauty whistled something that could be defined as sigh, because he considered one like that. He eyed at the tallest among them, wondering what could make Minho feel better, they weren’t at the Choi Residence, so Taemin could not be able to make a cup of rose tea - and why were Key and Jinki when Taemin needed them the most? Their advices weren’t something he could retort, because they more less held water based off his past experience in asking them.
Probably they were doing something that Taemin didn’t offer himself to imagine, oh he really didn’t wish to.
Maybe currently Jinki Hyung is sticking his dick up inside - god damn it Taemin, you screw up your innocent mind, poor thing, Taemin whined inwardly.
But after all, Taemin had to do something.
So the personal assistant scurried forward and peered up at the young master, smiling sheepishly as his hand locked with Minho’s. Taemin, honestly, had no idea of what he wanted to do, but he decided he could corporate with it later as he blurted out what would be racing in his mind.
The young president stopped his steps and let himself drawn in to those beautiful orbs, right two steps before the cafeteria. Taemin only smiled, his thumb stroking Minho’s palm softly, whispering, “ Don’t be mad, Young Master. I can make it up with you tonight, according to whatever you want me to do.”
Of course, that sent an electric jolt of excitement under his veins - that hinted something good, when Minho assumed ‘in the bed’ then everything was paid off.
Minho’s full lips shamelessly twitched a perverted grin, he just could not wait, in fact he was rather anticipating what service that Taemin was offering to him - okay, he didn’t say if it were a service, but from the way Taemin talked to him was too suggestive and seductive - how could Minho refuse? Not even in million years.
And he licked his lips, forgetting how incoherent he was earlier..
“ I am waiting, Taemin-ah. Your ass is mine tonight.”
Taemin blushed.
“ But it is always yours..” the cute boy in auburn hair murmured, not daring to meet up with Minho’s hungry eyes.
“ Yeah,” Minho wrapped his arm around Taemin’s slim waist aggressively, his nail digging into Taemin’s skin covered with a thin layer of sweater, as he breathed, “ Everything about you, is mine, Taemin-ah. No one else. Bear it in mind.”
Taemin shuddered - gosh, Minho was sexy.
So he could only mouth a weak ‘okay’ even though Minho didn’t let go his grip, but Taemin had no strength either to snap away the hand, because Minho’s deep voice hinting on something - good God, Heaven was playing nice today.
While in the other hand, Jonghyun and Joon were clueless over what had been going on for past five minutes between the couple, so they shrugged their wonders off and waltzed over to approach them.
Lunch break started rather smoothly, unlike Taemin’s conjecture since he had noticed whether vicious or needy stares towards him behind his back, but it was going nicely; Minho munching his sandwich and cola eagerly (perhaps he wanted to gain more energy for tonight, who knows?) and Jonghyun concentrating on his bread along with Joon, Jinki and Key were off of sight doing God-knows-what-and-Taemin-didn’t-wish-to-look-up. Basically, the lunch was quite normal despite Taemin’s stressful first day at college.
Maybe God was really this wise.
Taemin could not stop a smile from pounding onto his face and he munched his lunch happily, perhaps his first day wasn’t really bad at all; although he was fucking sure that his name would be printed out on the school’s wall magazine; ‘The Fame.” Lame name is lame, Taemin grunted. Nevertheless, today’s lunch happened to be quite nice.
Yet, few meters away from the couple, Jonghyun frowned and looked around - this situation was so much calmer then the previous; no fanboys coming after Taemin’s ass, nor fangirls mumbling curses on Taemin for stealing their prince away (whereas from very beginning, Minho had claimed Taemin as his, in spite of they just started dating for almost three years now).
Yeah, it was awkwardly, too peaceful.
Key breathed heavily as his chest heaved and flattened, Jinki tracing his fingers on it carefully, as if he wanted to mark his ownership on that flawless, smooth skin of Key. He wanted this beautiful boy all alone - he could not ask for more, Key was enough to flesh out his life.
A thick layer of sweats glistening Key’s milky white skin, soft pants of lust in the air, messy hair sticking onto the temples and nape - God, this was the most, perfect sight Jinki was devouring with his eyes.
“ Ji - Jinki,” Key moaned, “ I am exhausted.. I - “
“ Sure,” as if they had a super telepathy after dating for almost same period with Minho and Taemin, Jinki smiled and gently brushed Key’s cheek, “ You can take a rest, come here.” Key happily crawled close towards Jinki’s well-built chest, the smell of sex and love lingering over their noses, Key’s sexy, curvy body fitted in Jinki’s broad one. As if they were puzzles made for each other. Sweet.
“ Say..” Key’s breath got calmer as he regained back his sense after the rough fucking earlier - being bent over and Jinki’s huge thing pounding inside him stubbornly until they reached their peak - his eyes peered up, “ What do you think about my baby’s first day? Will it go well?”
“ Mm, I have no idea either, sweetie,” Jinki tilted, “ But I guess the fangirls will not let him off easily, well you know, it is Minho we are talking about.”
“ You’re right,” Key sighed, “ No matter how beautiful Taemin is.. Insane fangirls are insane. They won’t stop until Minho remarks his belonging, you know how scary Minho will be if someone is messing around with his baby.”
“ That’s why,” Jinki chuckled, “ I feel secure trusting Taemin on Minho, he will do everything to protect him, even if it costs his life, don’t you remember?”
“ Of course I do,” Key laughed in a small voice, “ That incident proved how much Minho loves him, so I give them my blessing.”
Jinki nodded and wrapped the boy in his arms tighter, protectively. “ In any case..” he whispered, “ Regardless the worst probability in those crazy fangirls’ sleeve that will haunt Taemin down on his first day, he is just that strong, you have to believe in him. Besides, he got Minho on his side, what could he ask more?”
The beautiful male laughed heartily and mashed their lips together. “ Indeed, so true.”
Minho broke away the kiss that made Taemin’s cheeks flush, Jonghyun and Joon choosing to shift their gaze to somewhere else. They rather wished to see passers-by blushing hard - actually there were only two or three and they were all males - and when the couple got over with it, Minho stared at Jonghyun with a tantrum in his eyes, shooting up words that what was now much predictable.
“ Make sure that no one can touch my property.”
Jonghyun shivered, knowing his balls as the stake.
A red tint rushed in Taemin’s cheeks, he quite liked the idea of Minho being all protective to him but remarking it out loud made him embarrassed.
“ Y - Young Master,” Taemin whispered in gentle voice, “ I, I don’t think shouting about stuffs like that was a good idea..”
Minho arrogantly folded his arms over his strong frame. “ Right. I am capable to do anything I want, so yeah, it was a very good idea, Taemin-ah. And besides,” Minho lifted Taemin’s chin up, smirking, “ You are my personal assistant, your job is in a certain sense, supporting my decisions and working with them voluntarily.”
This guy knew how to emphasize his wants at a certain, best moment ever, Taemin sighed.
“ Alright,” Jonghyun immediately wrapped the non-sense conversation up, “ Let’s go, Taemin-ah.”
“ Y - yes, Milord,” thus, the personal assistant and the secret fighter walked off leaving Minho and Joon behind. The other bodyguard stole a glance at the young president, wondering why the hell was there a man capable much in having everything in his hand, easily? Joon swept off the thought quickly when Minho voiced, “ Come on.”
“ Yes, my Milord.”
The last period was happening quite good, unlike the first and second classes Taemin had to deal with four or five perverts staring at his ass and being a very nice condescendent he was, Jonghyun reflexively smoked them out till they ran away to save their life in bed after the secret fighter threw a tantrum about how scary the young master would be if they dared to lay a touch on Taemin. That was rather effective, but strangely no one really devoured Taemin’s body with their eyes, and the class was quite peaceful and calm, study about management going well too.
Jonghyun concluded that maybe it was because half of class had known - or, whole class - that Taemin belonged to Minho. Their publically making out sessions were not only for satisfying the lust; perhaps it was Minho’s way to announce people whose property Taemin was.
So until the class officially ended, Taemin did everything calmly and stuffed the books into his chocolate brown bag, thinking that his first day wasn’t really bad at all. He also didn’t need to make Jonghyun all hurry-scurry cast out the hungry beasts and could wait at the outside of class without much worry.
Taemin strolled out and saw Jonghyun leaning his back against a window while puffing out his cheeks, he blinked twice through those long eyelashes. Taemin knew Jonghyun probably felt all amazed because of the rest peaceful day. Jonghyun scooted over with a happy smile flashing over his face. “ Yo, Taemin-ah. How’s your class?”
The younger male giggled, “ Good. So unexpected, isn’t it?”
“ Yeah,” Jonghyun laughed, “ You’re right. In this case, we can look up Minho and Joon soon without having so much pressure - “ Jonghyun stopped and a cringe replaced the grin on his face, wrapping his tummy securely. “ Oh shit. I need to go - Natural call. Fuck, Taemin-ah, can you take care of yourself? I’ll be right back.”
Taemin nodded and gave a signature wave of telling him to go. Jonghyun took a long stride to run towards nearest restroom until the sight of his back dissolved behind a turn five meters away from where Taemin stood.
The ageless beauty sighed and clung his bag over his shoulder, chortling a little because he felt bad for making Jonghyun suffer like that, whereas he had to do his duty perfectly because Minho had told him to.
Even the powerful, gallant secret fighter is also an ordinary human, Taemin chuckled.
“ Excuse me, are you Lee Taemin?”
Taemin turned his head and a male in crew cut came into his sight, a friendly smile following after. “ Professor Lee is waiting for you. He said he would like to meet you behind the school building to help him about something.”
Taemin raised his brow - could it be Jinki Hyung? But if he left Jonghyun now the shorter male would be in panic - that won’t be a hurt, after all it won’t take much time either, Taemin thought so he agreed and followed that man -
Only to find the place with no one, and it was quiet.
Taemin frowned. “ Jinki Hyung? Where is he?”
“ There you are, this slut.”
A shrilly voice pierced Taemin’s hearing and he winced, turning his heels. Taemin’s eyes shot open as he saw five girls with three men, including that male who told Taemin to go over here.. And Taemin gritted his teeth. That’s fucking why the lunch break and last period went smoothly - why the heck did he always get trapped from the very beginning?
Oh yes. The reason was always same. Because I am Minho’s lover.
Taemin took three steps back until his back hit a hard surface of wall. Crap, he got nowhere nor space to run away. He gulped a small lump that had blocked his throat ever since he figured out that it was a trap.
Taemin curled his fingers and began took out his phone from his back pocket, hoping that he had known by heart how to write a new text - also send it to Minho’s number which he had memorized too, without looking, of course.
Send.
A girl with wavy hair, big boobs pressing up her tanktop, tight pants looked at Taemin smugly, the beautiful male felt disgusted seeing a girl with definition of ‘real whore’ in front of him.
“ Stay away from our Minho Oppa,” she intimidated, “ He belongs to no one. You are a little piece of trash following him everywhere, it’s annoying.”
“ Yeah Yuri, you’re right, he doesn’t look that gorgeous either,” now a girl with small face, if Taemin remembered correctly, she was from Taemin’s class - was her name Soyu? “ We are so much better than him, aren’t we, Sulli?”
“ He doesn’t deserve to be on Minho Oppa’s side,” now a girl with stuck-up face snorted. “ Go away if you still wanna live.”
“ Oh see,” Yuri’s face broke a grin, “ He doesn’t even dare to look at us - are you scared, little baby? These guys can steal your innocence and make sure you have a best dream ever.” And the males licked their lips upon the idea of devouring Taemin’s body alternately.
But Taemin didn’t response - instead, he clenched his fist, gritting the trim row of white teeth. Seeing Taemin give no reaction, Soyu yanked Taemin’s arm and forced him to look up - but Taemin snapped that hand forcefully, making Soyu jerk and stumble little, looking shock with the sudden rejection. Yuri and Sulli widened their eyes, yelling, “ What are you - “
“ Are you kidding me..”
The three girls frowned, while the males whispered to each other. “ You said what - “
And then, Taemin pounded a punch onto the wall, shocking them, much to their surprise.
“ So you are saying that Taemin is missing?!”
Jonghyun scratched his head, feeling confused and all worried. “ I went to restroom for a while, I had told him to wait for me too. I just have no idea where did he go.”
Minho groaned. “ Great. We need to find him now.”
“ Need to split up and scatter?” Joon suddenly voiced out and Jonghyun nodded. “ That shall be a good suggestion - wait, is it your phone vibrating madly, Minho?”
“ Oh yes,” Minho mumbled, and his face stiffened as he read the message over and over, giving Jonghyun and Joon uneasy feeling floating in their stomach. “ Uh.. Minho?”
“ … No need to do that,” Minho tucked back his phone into his pocket, “ Follow me, now.”
Help me. Bullies. At the yard behind the building.
Minho felt his temperature dropping down - his blood rushed violently in the veins - they are getting my pay back now.
Joon and Jonghyun exchanged glances before took long strides to catch the young president up, something bad really had just happened.
“ Behind the building..”
Jonghyun blinked. “ What?”
Minho’s knuckles turned white. “ He is behind this building - “ and his sight went blurry when he started to get a better view of the place - he was about to shout his lover’s name and finish them off -
“ Are you kidding me..”
and a sound of wham followed after, shocking the bullies and also, those who were about to come to the rescue.
Suddenly Taemin’s head shot up, sending a vicious, angry glare to the bullies, cracking the bones in his palm, and his face was all red.
“ Who do you think you are giving me stupid orders like that! Am I gonna be scared of your tantrums? Your wish! And besides - “ The string of words ripped through Taemin’s mouth bluntly, “ I only obey Minho, because he is my lord, my only young master that I love! Hell I would do fucking shit you just told me!”
It took a few minutes for Minho to proceed Taemin’s brave self-defense into his mind - before he finally chuckled in satisfaction.
It was too adorable, Taemin-ah.
Feeling that he was already unable to take a grip of himself, Minho decided to came into the scene, shocking people around them - including Taemin, because Minho turned up with a flash of smile across his face - and the bullies could not take their eyes off Minho’s sudden appearance, gasps of jealousy and shocks came after, Minho smirked triumphantly, as he took in Taemin’s wrist, pulling the beautiful boy close to him. He eyed the already terrified bullies one by one with his infamous, strong gaze, and remarked;
“ Lee Taemin is my property, anything about him concerns me, no one can densely, carelessly touch him - and whoever tries to harm him, I’ll never let them off easily,” Minho tightened his grip around that tiny wrist, and grinded his teeth as the last threat, “ because this boy is my lover.”
And with that, Minho pulled Taemin out, followed by surprised Joon and Jonghyun, leaving the shocked bullies behind. Their knees gave away, because Minho was never a person who gave empty threats.
Nonetheless though, even he looked so damn scary earlier, Minho could not hide his smile.
“ My only young master.”
That shall teach them.. really, whose property Taemin was.
“ Minho.. Minho.. Not.. not here, you said I could take shower, and why - “
Taemin bit his lip as Minho’s hand traveled up to rub the pink nub, licking it softly as his other free hand squeezed the soft, perk, round perfect ass. The cold water dripped onto their bodies, soaking them gracefully as Minho made his way to bite Taemin’s neck a bit too harsh, earning low moans from the younger. The taller boy cupped in the rosy, flushed cheeks as he captured those pink lips with his own, devouring the softness and never got enough. This was Minho’s addiction.
“ Wh - what is making you act like this..” Taemin moaned when Minho’s fingers brushed over his groin and hovered above, teasing the hard shaft with butterfly kisses placed all over Taemin’s face.
Minho smiled.
“ Because I feel happy,” he whispered, hot breath against Taemin’s cheek, giving tingling sensation between his inner thighs, “ You told them that I am your only young master you love.”
“ B - But..” Taemin sighed when Minho pressed their wet bodies together, holding his breath, “ Wasn’t it what I needed to say? I am not seeing any - ah!”
Taemin could feel the lustful smirk on his collarbone when Minho nuzzled his face onto the crook of Taemin’s neck, biting the flesh gently, leaving angry marks on the exposed neck.
“ That’s why I am happy, a childish male like you probably won’t understand.”
“ W - why..”
Minho looked up and their gazes collided eventually, something that made the young president drowned into that pair of gorgeous brown orbs, which had captivated him since the first time they met.
“ Because, if it is for me, Taemin-ah..” Minho unleashed a soft smile, whispering, “ Loving you is my everything.”
That caused Taemin to blush hard, he was stuttered to find any word but he could not find it - how the hell could Minho be so cheesy and lovely at the time like this?
“ You are still a kid, aren’t you?”
Taemin groaned unhappily.
“ Oh Young Master, are you mocking me?!”
Minho chuckled upon the boy’s cuteness and gave a quick peck onto those plump lips, causing Taemin to blush again, as the young master murmured gently, “ Quite the opposite. In fact, I am praising you. Shut up and let me take you now.”