[OneShot] Mistress

[izanamiwiles]

Title: Mistress [OneShot]
Pairings: Changmin/OC
Rating: R (het smut)
Genre: slight angst (possible rape)
Summary: She's the mistress, and he's the servant she bought....

"Mistress?"

"What?" seemingly angry, the young lady turned to face him, displaying no signs of the effect he had on her.

"You should get ready, your guests will be here soon."

"Um" she merely nodded, and continued working on the letter she had been meaning to write 3 hours ago.

She hated it.
Hated that she had already fell for him in more ways she could possibly imagined, and hated the fact that if something was bound to happen it would only be at her loss.
Like any servants, the gorgeous man was only interested in money, or raise, or anything that he couldn't afford and that his mistress would be obliged to give him.

The elegant lady led out a heavy sigh and leaned back in her chair.

Downstairs Changmin was busy fumbling with the diner silverware, mixing the forks and knives places around the plates.

"Who the hell needs 5 sets of forks anyway...." he mumbled to himself when a plate slipped out of his hands and broke down on the floor in pieces.

"Aish!" He jumped, just in time to not get hit by the broken glass.

"HEY! Better be careful! If one plate is missing Master Heechul will deduct it from your wage!" loudly warned Yoochun, one of Changmin's many "colleagues".

The tall man didn't pay attention to the warning and started picking up the pieces from the floor. He stopped abruptly when his hand came in contact with a black glossy high heal shoe.

The handsome servant slowly gazed upwards and was met by a beautiful simple yet fluffy black and white dress, cascade of dark brown hair, and finally, the smiling but yet daring eyes of his Mistress.

Changmin swallowed the lump in his throat and stood up.

"You really should be careful with that. Heechul will not be the only one angry at you if you break any other items from my aunt's collection." the lady harshly said, staring right into his dark orbs.

The tall boy smirked. He knew better than to reply with a foolish remark, bowed down and proceeded towards the kitchen.
She tried hard not to stared at his retreating back, and let her eyes roamed over the table instead. It was beautifully perfect, colorful, stylish and well designed. Tonight's diner would be a success.

As the lady pondered about what type of social games she should invent to entertain her guests, a knot started forming inside her chest.

Her young servant would be there tonight, serving her, waiting for orders, while others, including her, enjoyed themselves. Although she had bought him for that, something kept screaming inside her that this man shouldn't be resumed to that.

Another glass fell, and ruckus was heard in the kitchen. The beautiful lady snapped back to reality and went back to her bedroom to get ready. Heechul would take care of any problems.

~ Later that evening ~

The diner had indeed been a succes, and the Chef had outdone himself. Guests were blown away by the delicious and unique dishes that were brought to them.
Once again the Lady got praised for her household, as well as, the way her servants handled themselves. She indeed took pride in this.

However, the diner had worned her out since she had try to avoid Changmin's gaze all night.
Strangely the young woman had felt him bolder than usual. Swiftly moving around guests serving wine, at times almost touching her, but never actually. The tall man had kept a strong stare on her the whole evening, making her very uncomfortable.

The guests gone, and the rest of the servants silently cleaning the great dining room, the Lady had retreat herself to her room, exhausted and in great need of privacy.

It must have been 3 or 4 in the morning, the sun wasn't totally up yet, but it's rays were shyly slipping through the thick velvet curtains. The young lady streched a bit, and rolled over sightly.
The thick comforter had slipped down, leaving her heaving chest exposed.
Wearing a thin satin nightdress, that barely covered her, she suddenly felt an awkward silence.
She smirked and stopped moving.

He was there, waiting on the edge of the bed.

The beautiful girl froze not wanting him to know she was fully awake, curious about what her servant would try.

She remained still for a few minutes, breathing slowly.
The young man stared at her.

Changmin couldn't deny he had felt something for her the minute she laid eyes on him at the market. Very glad she decided to buy him instead of that ugly old man that came by a few days before.
Not very talkative, she had given him proper clothes, a room to share with another servant and a list of choirs to do. The handsome boy, hated his job of course, but this household wasn't as bad as the ones he had been in before. At least other servants were treating him with equal respect and his Mistress wasn't too demanding.

Nevertheless the tall man had always kept, in the back of his head, how nice it would be to be as rich as her. To own everything he ever wanted. Never to ask for permission again.

All those ideas, had brought him here tonight.
To her room.
The only one forbidden to everybody including her family and friends.

The Lady called it her haven, and made it clear that if anyone were to be caught trespassing into her room, harsh measures would be taken.

Why, and how on earth he had gotten so bold he didn't know. But the way she kept looking at him and avoiding his stare at the same time, all night, made him understood she was feeling something for him, and he planned on using it.

The woman took a deep breath, and shifted a little, debating on wether or not she should at least faint a move and cover herself more. He was still Changmin, the boy she bought 3 months ago, her greedy, smart and gorgeous servant.

As she was about to grab the comforter, he launched himself onto her, gripping her writs, tightly pinning them on top of her head.

Pass the shock, that could clearly be seen in her now opened eyes, she stared back at him. Nothing except pure tension could be seen on her delicate face. Changmin smiled, a devilish smile and leaned down a bit more so that his lips brushed her cheek.

"What do you want?" the Lady asked in a flat tone, trying desperatly to regain a bit of control.

"Money" he simply replied.

She chuckled and turned her face a little to stare at him. Their lips brushed, but he pulled back, surprised by her sudden action.

The well-fit servant was bold yes, but didn't expect her to fight. However the brown eyes he was facing were far from being scared. She was daring him to make a move, to take control.

"Is that all you want?" She whispered, unsure about her own strengh, but somehow willing to take the risk.

Changmin raised an eyebrow.

"Should I ask for something else?" He smirked.

The daring Lady didn't replied but slightly turned her head to the side, gazing at the drawer that hold the key to her vault. It was easy, no tricks, just a simple vault that hold everything she ever gained. She didn't care about it so much now, knowing her downfall was coming, and preferring it coming from him than anybody else.

But instead of surrendering so quickly......................she decided to play a little.

The dark brown haired girl turned her face back to him, and in one swift move, arched up to capture his lower lips. The jerk he made showed how much he wasn't planning on his mistress doing this. The kiss was broken as soon as it had started and she layed back down.

The servant was the one staring at her this time, eyes widely open. Debating on what to do first.
The bulge in his pants made it obvious that money wasn't the only thing he came here for.
The brown haired boy wondered if the young woman could be feeling the same, and figured a little teasing wouldn't hurt.

Changmin looked down. Slowly taking in her features, from her chest to her neck, going up her jaw line and ending with her eyes. Defiant and worried ones that were that were directed fiercely at him.
He leaned down again, a few inch from her jaw, opened his mouth slightly but instead of nibling her skin, he lowered himself onto her entirely.

This took her by surprise, and the Lady had no choice but to open her legs more widely for him to settle more comfortably. Upon feeling his erection against her core she blushed.

The handsome servant smirked, and finally licked her chin, moving on to her lips, grabbing her lower one.

The Ladys' eyes widened and she desperately tried to free herself from his hold. This only made him add pressure. He kept playing with her lip but growing tired, he slipped his tongue inside her mouth. The tingling sensation made her gasp a little.

He coud feel she wanted him as well. Her hips kept pushing against him. He chuckled at the thought that had he done this earlier he would be rich by now.

"AHH!" He yelled.

Anger boiling inside her for letting herself go, the young girl suddenly grabbed his tongue with her teeth and bit hard.

Yes she wanted him, and yes it was too late now to pretend otherwise, but she knew that the minute she would give him what he wanted he would be gone. Rather have little to no memories of him than a heartbreak.

"Stop playing....what you're looking for is in the third drawyer." As soon as the words escaped her mouth, she tuned her head away not wanting to see him change.

Changmin still busy moving his tongue in his mouth to take the pain away, released one of her writs to prop himself up a bit.

Did she?.....Had he heard right?........He really was going to have it?

He couldn't believe it. This was so easy, too easy. Suspicion found it's way back into his brain and he grabbed her by the neck this time.

"Don't lie to me!"
She struggled, pushing him away with both of her arms, but his were too strong and she had lost her energy.

"I'm not, it's in there, see for yourself, and get away from me!" That last one sounded more like a plea. The situation had grown out of control and she was now afraid he might not be who she thought he was.

He turned his gaze from her face to that drawyer, still holding her firmly, body still pressing onto her.
She struggled more, to the point where she slapped him.
This surprised him, and he dropped her. She fell back on the bed loudly and rolled almost instantly to the side, getting away from his warmth.

Changmin was caught between two feelings and he hardly could decide what his next step would be. He lifted himself up, and dragged himself to the cabinet.
Opening the third drawyer he found what he was looking for.
The Key was simple, nothing engraved or attached to it. He took it, feeling the weight bore down in his hand. Closing his fingers on it, he realised she was still in bed, back facing him.

He re opened his hand and look at his most desired object. He put it in the little bag he had brought that lay next to the bed.

Eyes closed, she tried desperately to calm her raging heart.
She had lost everything in less that 5 minutes, and she too didn't know what her next course of action should be. She breathed hard but suddenly stopped. The bed had dipped and she could now feel his body pressing back to her once again. His arm was circling her waist caressing in soft circles and going dangerously up.
She grabbed it and stopped it, but didn't do anything else.

He leaned in closer to her ear, feeling her shiver.
"You're right.....I do want something else" He huskily whispered.

She faltered. Her mind told her to scream, to push him away, to make him leave, but her body kept yearning for his touch.

She tried to breathe back normally but failed. She half turned to meet his gaze. The gorgeous servant was smirking, arm still circling her waist.
She looked somewhere else.

"You said you came here for money, take it and leave. But please don't brag about it to everybody, I don't wanna get rape every two month."

Eyes closed she rested her head back on the pillow. He looked at her, and she could feel his stare piercing her skin. Changmin made her turn a bit more so that she was fully resting on her back again. She refused to open her eyes. He knew he had won the battle. She wouldn't fight anymore, nore refuse anything he could ask for.

"Mistress..." he whispered on top of her lips.

She snapped her eyes open, wondering while all of a sudden he would use that word.

"You don't know what I want"

Before she could form a coherent thought, he was sliding down the strap of her dress, leaving him access to finally suck on one of her breast. She hitched, and cave her chest in. Changmin didn't stop, alterning between playing with her nipple and tracing the contour of the breast with his tongue. Her arms went to his shoulders and she tried to push him away.

"S-Stop" she pleaded. But that didn't do anything.

She pushed harder this time, squirming away from him.
He did stop, but only to settle entirely on her again, making it impossible to escape.

"Please..."

"What?"

"Go away, you have what you want I-"

"I told you, I want something else, and I can tell you want it too."

"No I-I...."

She closed her eyes again, she didn't know what she wanted anymore. She felt lost and unsure, scared and desire was boiling inside her. Such was the effect he always had had on her from the moment their eyes locked on that dreadful market.

"Shhh" He cooed while leaning down again devouring her lips in a messy and hungry kiss.
This time though she didn't resist.
When they both parted, licking her lips she looked at him.

"Yes I do want it, but not like that. I...I have a heart too, and it would be best if you could leave without making any imprints on it."

The gorgeous man looked at her puzzled, a knot forming itself in his chest.

He always figured that the only way she could have been attracted to him was because of the forbidden aspect of the relationship. The fact that it was banned by society and that he would ultimately get the blame for it.
He swallowed hard, and for the first time couldn't meet her eyes.

"What if.....what if I was free?"

"What?"

"What if I was free, could I claim you then?"

This was the first time, he ever thought about it.

Freedom.

The word never held any meaning for him, knowing too well it wasn't in his destiny.
With Money came power, and with power he could definitely buy his freedom but somehow this wasn't what he had in mind.

Realisation of what it meant for him and for her, dawned on the both of them.

Freeing him would mean loosing him for good. Maybe this was the best thing to do. Her heart ache at the thought, but she knew in her right mind it was the right decision.

"Free huh? If that's what you want then.....I'll make you a free man."

"Really?!" Changmin stared back at her, excitement clearly seen in his bright mocha eyes.

She nodded, looking sad but smiling anyway.

He cupped her cheeks and was about to kiss her when she tilted her head to the side. Nose against the palm of his hand she whispered:
"Don't...You'll be free in a few hours. After that you'll be able to go anywhere, just........don't come back." She leaned her head in his hand more, as if to imprint the memory of each line in her skin.

Slowly he detached one hand and slid it down her bare shoulder. She shivered. Brushing over her cliveage, pondering on what to do. Changmin stilled his mouvements, staring at her intensely.

Anxiety was making it's way in her mind. Chest heaving more from the deep breaths she couldn't withhold. With it she could feel the servant's warmth and desire even more.

Changmin remained frozen for a few more seconds, battling between reason and lust, letting the second one finally take control. He gripped her writs once again, and pinned both of her arms to the side. Leaning down, he started by nibling her jaw, moving down to her neck and spot underneath her ear. She gasped and started moving frantically, arching and bending her body to avoid any contacts.

"STOP! STOP!" She cried, her face torned in panic.

The muscular boy brushed his nose against her cheek, pushing his erection against her stomach. Leaving her no space to move, he continued his teasing, focusing on her exposed right collarbone. Changmin bit down hard. She screamed. By now she breathed quick ragged breath, almost convulsing. This didn't made him stop though, licking the wounded spot to smooth the pain.

"STOP PLEASE!S-Stop I'm..."

Her body wouldn't stop shaking and tears were slowly forming in her eyes, but she refused to let them slip.
The Servant pressed his lips on the bit mark and lifted his head to stare back at her anxious filled ones.

"I'm not gonna hurt you, if that's what you're afraid of" He chuckled.

"Please...I'm begging you! Please don't...I-"

"You want it as much as I do, I can feel it, so stop the act!"

She pushed against his arms as hard as she could, lifting herself up a little, but only falling back harder on the bed. Turning her head to the side, she didn't want to meet his gaze anymore.

"No, not like that, I don't-"

"Oh come on, it's not like I forced you or anything. You were the one kissing me in the first place remember?"

He was starting to get pissed by the whole situation, why in the hell was she fighting him so much.

"Please, I'm begging you just go....go away please"

"ENOUGH" He snapped.

She stared back at him, fear taking control of her entire self.
Air was slowly leaving her lungs and she started choking. She felt as if she was about to pass out any moment.

Changmin saw it, and creased his eyes.
He let go of one of her arm and propped himself up to let her breath a bit more. Too consume by fear she was unable to do anything, and continued breathing quickly eractically.

"You're acting like if it's your first time or something, come on stop the act already!" He sighed.

The girl stopped breathing abruptly and froze. Changmin tilted his head to the side. When he met the lifeless brown eyes of the woman it finally hit him.

"You're kidding? You're not...You haven't?...Seriously?" the cocky servant choked.

She swallowed hard and couldn't repressed the tears that silently ran down her cheeks.

"I-It's the only thing that's trully mine..." She started explaining between sobs.
"The money, the rank, the power, I inherited them, it was never mine in the first place. But this-" She paused and turn to face him again, swallowing the lump in her throat.
"This is 'me'" She continued.
"You've got everything you wanted, just leave...please" She pleaded tears pooling in her eyes again.

Dumbfounded, Changmin shook his head in disbelief.

"Don't tell me you never had the opportunity to...I mean I saw the men hanging around you! Don't tell me nothing ever happened"

"They didn't care about me, they were always after something else.....exactly like you. This is the only thing I actually posess, I wasn't going to give it to just anybody!"

She sighed, her head buzzing and her limbs aching from constant pressure Changmin was putting on them.
The well-fit servant still couldn't believe his ears. He kept looking at her, smiling. His prey had become even more interesting.

"So...You actually never...." he whispered huskily, his hand slowly moving from in between her
breats going down, down, down.

"NO!" She screamed, grabbing his hand and holding it firmly.

Panic, tension, rage, fear everything rushed in her all at once. This was not what she had planned for, and she couldn't see any escape. She fought and fought, pushing her body against him, trying to at least make him free her writs. Rolling half way, arms bent awkwardly hurting her to the point where she yelled out of desperation.

"Leave! LET ME GO! I'-I'll scream! I swear I'll-"
She was cut short by Changmin lips pressed hard on hers.
There was no way she would get away, she knew it now. Eyes widening to the realisation the he was indeed going to get everything he wanted.
The tall man kept adding more pressure to the kiss, as if to silence every word she would utter.

She remained still, all energy had been drawn out of her body, and she didn't feel the need to fight anymore.
Changmin slowly detached his lips from hers, and bored his lust filled eyes in her terrified ones.

"Did I treat you bad?" She ultimately asked.

"What?"

"Did I hurt you in anyway? I mean I think I treated you properly considering you were my servant, no?"

"What are you talking about?"

He grew even more impatient with this small talk.

"By doing this, You'll only hurt me....Did I do something that bad to deserve it?"
Stress made her blabber. Bying time, or reasonning with him might be the only way to get her out of this.
Changmin sighed heavily.

"Please, you already took it all, just don't do this"
Once again she pleaded.

Clenching his jaw, he stared back at her.
Getting frustrated more and more about the whole situation, he was starting to get confused about what he was actually feeling.
Nevertheless, when she once again arched up to try and free herself, the move sent chills in his spine as she brushed against his erection with her thigh. That was enough to erase any doubts from his mind and set him on auto pilot, ravishing her neck. He pushed himself onto her harder, leaving her no choice but to spread her legs more in order to not hurt too much. This was the signal for him, he lifted her dress up and in two swifts move enter her forcefully.

She screamed, head thrown back, back arching up. He freed her arms and circled her waist, holding her still. While he stilled inside her, letting her breathe a bit, he kissed and nibbled her neck. But when he couldn't hold it anymore, he started moving. Slow mouvements first, as if trying to make her feel at ease.

She was on the verge of fainting. Pleasure and hurt mixed together, lack of air, and dizzyness claimed her all at once. She coudn't move anymore, it's as if she was floating, her body disconnected from her brain. Changmin's hot breath on her face, made her sick.
He kept moving inside her, harder and faster this time. She thought she would pass out, when suddenly it hit her. A Wave of unknown pleasure swept through her and she let out a yell. Her eyes snapped opened and met Changmin's anxious and lust filled ones. He kept hitting that spot over and over again and there was nothing she could do but scream his name over and over again.

Suddenly it all became blurry and she really did pass out this time. Changmin's orgasm came soon after and he passed out on top her, unable to hold himself anymore.

They both stood like this for a moment.

After a while she slowly regained consciousness, and realised Changmin was still inside her. Suffocating again she pushed him as hard as her limbs would and managed to squirm away from his body. Rolling to the side, she curled in the bedsheets, covering herself entirely. Tears floaded from her eyes, and she started convulsing once again. Her whole body aching.

A/N: My first attempt at smut......um failed? I wrote this a long time ago but never had the courage to post it, so Voilà! You be the judge ^^ Comments/critics Highly appreciated and rewarded with cookies and candies =^^=