Caught Unaware (7/?)

[jaceni]

Title: Caught Unaware II
Author: jaceni
Pairing: Jaemin, minor Hosu
Genre: Slight Angst, Romance, AU
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Yaoi, smut, reluctance, psychotic behavior, slightly dark, Kink: bondage, toys, slight dirty talk
Length: Chaptered (7/?)
Beta: enragedsilver

Summary: He’d finally caught him, but what to do with him now? The boy was more stubborn than he’d initially thought, but he’d crack… they all did… eventually.

Previous Chapter
.~~~Chapter 7~~~.

Continuation, still same day...

After Hero left the room, Changmin stayed staring at the door in disbelief. 'What just happened?'

Everything was confusing and he didn't even know what emotion he was feeling. All he knew was that he felt used. Of course he knew he wasn't loved or even liked. That he was like an object really... a toy... but it just hadn't hit until that moment when Hero, or should he call him Jaejoong, walked out of the room as if nothing had happened... and without looking back.

Why did he feel that little sharp pain in his chest and the need to cry?

He inhaled deeply and scolded himself for being stupid; stupid for even having those thoughts about his kidnapper. He suddenly felt very tired and decided to sleep. Trying to forget the fact that he had his own cum on his stomach and that he was in an uncomfortable position, he fell asleep.

**

Jaejoong panted heavily while relying on the shower wall, feeling the water slide down his body as it washed his release and soap down the drain. He thumped his head back, the sharp pain of it contacting the shower wall didn't even faze him, and close his eyes. The image of Changmin as he came flashed once more and made his body react. He groaned in frustration. He'd just gotten off and still his body reacted! And why the hell was that the most satisfying release he's had for as long as he could remember? Was he really gay all along and that's why he couldn't achieve that level of bliss when bedding a woman?

He scoffed and frowned at that thought. He couldn't remember ever finding any male sexually appealing, at least not until he laid eyes on Changmin. He could appreciate when someone had a good body, but never had he actually had his body react so strongly before. He opened his eyes and decided to finish his shower. He needed to set up the chains he'd bought for Changmin. He couldn't keep drugging him any longer. But he wanted to think through his next move, so he'd wait to complete it. He'd wait one week, sedate him once more with pills, before he moved on to his next step: chains. He'd let Changmin taste freedom and now it was time to show him what could be if he didn't behave. Maybe then he'd react more to how he wished.

He wondered briefly if Changmin was the type to attempt suicide in the face of despair and whether putting on chains would produce that type of desperateness, but pushed it aside. From what he'd seen, the boy was a fighter, not a quitter. Either way he'd make sure to keep an eye on him.

He contemplated the adverse affects of introducing the chains, of whether he'd be able to fight off any attack Changmin might produce, and believed himself capable of taking him on. Guns weren't the only thing he was good at, and by the look of things, Changmin was just an average citizen with no special skills. He might be brighter than the average citizen, but he was still not capable of taking him down. The more he thought about it, the more pro's the chain idea had.

At first he'd been skeptical with the many ways that plan might fail, but he felt confident that he could weather down any problems that it might have. His lip twitched as he felt better knowing he'd resolved that issue.

He grabbed a towel and dried himself, getting dressed quickly and calling one of his servants to get him the necessary supplies through his intercom. He already had in mind the specially made equipment he wanted to order and they should arrive approximately within a week too, so he'd need to wait and leave Changmin drug free for that time was convenient. The only down side was that he couldn't play with his toy for the time being. Oh well. Waiting also served to make his toy more... willing... the next time he was in that situation.

With better spirits, he supposed he should go clean up Changmin. It wouldn't do to have him dirty.

He made sure to lock his room and walked to the room he'd left him in, unlocking it to enter and locking it once he was in. He held in a gasp at the sight he left. Changmin seemed to be deeply asleep, chest heaving softly and calmly, and any regard for modesty was forgotten as his body relaxed on the bed. Jaejoong bit his lip and forced himself to proceed as normal, as any other time he'd had to clean his previous pets.

He opened the bar door and made sure to lock it as well once inside. He speculated how to do this without waking the other, but knew that eventually he'd wake up. He shrugged and headed to the bathroom, getting a small towel from there and damping it with warm water. Once done, he wondered what he could use to take water over there and found something to use, filling it with warm water also, and proceeded to take the items near the bed.

He forced himself not to look at Changmin and proceeded to clean the mess he'd made of himself, immersing himself completely in the task. Once done, he cleared the objects he'd left there by placing them in a bag and untied him, noticing how his bruises were back. Seeing them made him feel as if something squeezed his chest. He hoped he'd eventually progress to the point of not needing to tie him down, but knew that wouldn't happen anytime soon. He sighed, gathered everything into a bag he'd brought with him, and made sure Changmin was comfortable on the bed before departing. He needed to arrange what he wanted.

*****
A week later...
*****

Changmin always thought it was funny how humans can adapt easily to their surroundings. Sure, habit was hard to get rid of, but once they're forced to do something, humans tended to adapt to it. Never in a million years would he have thought that being as naked as a newborn baby would be something he got use to in a little over a week's time. Him, the one who didn't even let Yunho see him get dress, was parading around naked and not giving a crap about it.

But then again, who could blame him. He had bigger things to worry about than being indecently exposed to the only soul that entered that damned peach colored room. Bigger things, such as the humiliating way he'd reacted a week ago and the worrying fact that he'd been left alone. The last time that'd happened only brought bad things to him.

He ignored the little voice in the back of his head that told him he'd enjoyed every minute of it.

He supposed that since the object that penetrated him wasn't that big, that that's why he'd had only minor discomfort/soreness walking around after the incident. He worried about how long it'd take him to recover if anything bigger went there. He shook his head, trying to erase the worry that began to gather.

What lingered in his mind the most was the emotional conflict he found himself in. He'd already healed from the minor bruises he'd acquired when tied down, the discomfort in his ass lasted only in the morning and as he moved around he noticed it less and less. But it was the emotions he'd felt while Jaejoong did all those things that kept him up at night, wondering how in the world he'd be able to play along and not fall too deeply in the game he'd be playing in. How long could he play that he was a good boy? Would he be able to pull it off without losing his senses? Because he sure as hell lost them a week ago and didn't think himself strong enough not to lose them again.

How soon would Jaejoong trust him?

Would he be able to overpower him and succeed in escaping without losing his life? As far as he could tell, Jaejoong seemed very capable in using weapons... and of ending a life if he so desires.

But the worst concern he had was of not being able to distinguish pretend and reality. What if he played a good boy so long, that when the time came... he wouldn't be able to do what he'd set off to do in the first place? He was only human after all. He couldn't predict the outcome of all this... and he knew his life would never be the same after this incident. That's if he had a life after this, which he hoped he did.

Another concern was his virgin status. He'd heard of virgins never being able to forget their firsts. Heard of how a bond developed, no matter how hard they tried for it not to, and was afraid that he himself would develop feelings for his kidnapper and forget he ever wanted to leave in the first place, only because he'd been his first. That was part of the reason he didn't want to sleep around with just anyone. He wanted to give himself fully to the person he committed to, and for them hopefully to be the same. That way their love would be stronger. But with this situation, he'd have to learn to cope and hope he was like the few virgins out there that didn't give a crap who they fucked and had no trauma or attachment to their first. But he feared he wasn't like them. Already he couldn't get Jaejoong out of his head. Wondered about him constantly. Wondered more frequently than before the incident a week ago. He wondered what brought them to this point, why this was happening, and what if they'd met under different circumstances. Would they be friends? As close as Yunho and he were? Or would they not get along?

Jaejoong is definitely in another society class than Yunho and he, therefore they probably wouldn't have even met. Changmin didn't know what to think of that at the moment. And that in turn worried him even more.

Jaejoong came as usually, gave him his food, incited mundane conversation, and then he'd leave him to his tortuous thoughts of what if's and what about this or that happening. He was constantly on edge as to when Jaejoong would 'play' with him again too. He'd developed a type of expectation that grew as the days went by. He dreaded yet anticipated the moment he'd once more find himself tied down and at the mercy of Jaejoong. Those train of thoughts also plagued his nights and dreams... and that in turn made him blush every time he saw Jaejoong. He'd learn to will the blush away after the initial shock of seeing Jaejoong leave his food, but he couldn't stop himself from blushing. It'd be worst when Jaejoong would smirk, but mostly he also pretended not to see it.

He'd stopped being suspicious of the food after the third day that he'd eaten and nothing happened to him. Seemed that he truly was on a break from drugs. He supposed he should be grateful his kidnapper didn't want him brain dead or something. He didn't know much about what happens to the body with so many sedatives administered to it, but knew that it couldn't be good. So not being drugged at the moment felt good.

He'd been lying on the bed when he heard the doorknob turning and immediately sat up. His body tensed and his heart accelerated. He hated the fact that he looked forward to every dam visit of the only other person he saw. Hated how he couldn't control his heartbeat and how it wouldn't calm down until that person left.

Jaejoong walked in with a tray of food and made sure he closed and locked the door, even with the tray of food. Changmin hated himself for noticing how his biceps contracted with the effort of holding the tray with one arm and locking the door with the other. Jaejoong had been wearing casual clothing after the incident and it was messing with Changmin's mind more than he'd like to believe. Casual clothing made things more... he didn't know. But looking at someone in a suit and looking at someone in regular clothes definitely changed the way you view the person.

"Hello there! Hope you're hungry." Jaejoong said this in his fake cheerful voice. One that he's used occasionally during his stay and that made Changmin wary of what the other planned. Today, it didn't sound so fake though. He observed how Jaejoong placed the tray where he always placed it and backed away when he got closer to the food. He ignored the fact that his face felt flaming, slowly feeling it cool down the closer he got to the food.

"I'll be back. Enjoy your food." A fake smile and he was already heading back to the door.

Changmin felt an impulse of asking him where he was going, mouth opened slightly, but stopped himself. It was the first time Jaejoong had left him to eat by himself. He didn't like that at all, especially since he had so few minutes to spend with something that wasn't an inanimate object. Jaejoong left and his heartbeat slowed down dramatically. He felt disappointed that the other hadn't stuck around to attempt conversation, but as soon as he realized that he scolded himself.

He sat down on the bed and began to eat his lunch.

***

He waited, watching the monitor carefully, and noticed when Changmin began to feel drowsy. His head nodded of its own accord an hour after he'd ingested the pill he'd grinded and placed inside his food. Apparently the strange bitter taste hadn't set off Changmin's suspicions because when he ate he'd just eaten mechanically; at least from what Jaejoong saw he did. He wondered why he appeared so depressed when eating. Usually he seemed really happy when eating, stuffing his face as if there was no tomorrow, but today he seemed down.

Jaejoong frowned. What did he care if he looked depressed or not? He abruptly looked away from the screen and picked the bag he'd prepared for what he was about to do that had all the needed supplies. He walked towards the door, a grin on his face. He wanted to see how his Changmin reacted to the next toy he'd use. With that he closed the door to his room and walked down the hall.

***

Changmin wondered why he felt so sleepy all of a sudden. His body felt lethargic and relaxed. He barely made it to the bed, head heavy, and thought it strange that he couldn't keep his eyes open for more than five seconds.

Fuck, had Jaejoong drugged him again? He should've paid more attention. That was really stupid of him, to believe that the strange behavior Jaejoong had a couple of minutes before didn't signal something. He sighed, too sleepy to get excited or anxious at the fact that when next he awoke he'd be tied down and at the mercy of Jaejoong; too numb to care. As if from far away, he heard the door to the room open, but didn't give a damn and just let himself be dragged to the depths of unconsciousness.

***

Jaejoong finished tying down Changmin with the regular silk ties he'd been using and got to work on his special project. He had time to kill. The sleeping pill would have him knocked out for at least eight hours, maybe a little less, and he doubted he'd wake up for anything. He went to his bag and started measuring distances and calculating where to place the hook that'd hold the chain in a place that'd allow Changmin to go to the bathroom comfortably and where it'd be less of a hassle. As he began his work, ignoring everything else and making sure everything was sturdy enough. By the time he finished, he'd gotten hungry and decided to eat before Changmin woke up.

Before he went out he glanced once more at Changmin's sleeping face and felt a flutter in his stomach that reached to his chest. He exhaled harshly, not knowing why he'd felt that, and made himself go numb once more before heading out.

***

When Changmin opened his eyes he realized he'd been right about finding himself once more tied down. He groaned at the strain he felt in his arms and legs, and yawned widely before attempting to look around. It surprised him that he couldn't see Jaejoong anywhere in the room. That definitely was new. He exhaled loudly and stared around, waiting for the inevitable moment that Jaejoong would show up.

He frowned when he realized he actually wanted Jaejoong to show up. He didn't have time to analyze that because as soon as he'd had that thought he heard the door opening and closing. As predicted, his heart nearly leaped out of his chest and he felt the damn blush that wouldn't stop no matter how hard he willed it away.

"Glad to see you're awake Minnie." Jaejoong said with a wide grin. Changmin hated that nickname because it always made him blush a deeper red every time Jaejoong used it. He'd been surprised the first time he'd called him that three days ago, mad even that he'd dared called him a Disney's character name belonging to a girl mouse, but soon found himself blushing madly every time Jaejoong popped out with it randomly; more often recently. He hated how it didn't do anything to calm his heart.

Changmin stared steadily as Jaejoong opened the bar doors to let himself in, still dressed as casually as he'd been when he'd brought his meal, and locked it as usual. He felt his skin tingle the closer Jaejoong got to his body, as if it was anticipating his touch. He tried to not start panting at the thought of it.

"Hope you slept well, you'll need it for the little exercise I'll put you through today." The smirk he sent Changmin's way gave him goose bumps and he swallowed heavily, reminding himself that he had to play along and hope the other trusted him soon enough. Plus, it wasn't as if it wasn't pleasurable for him. He'd consider this the experimenting phase of his life.

"Awe, why are you so quiet Minnie?" Jaejoong said as he caressed one of his pecks. His blush increased as the heat within his body came alive with that one touch. He bit his lip, trying to hold in a moan as he felt Jaejoong tweak one of his nipples. He shut his eyes in pleasure as he felt the hand moving lower, trailing his abdomen and stopping at his navel.

"Ah, I see. So we're playing the silent game once more ay. Let's see how fast I can break your silence this time." Jaejoong said with a chuckle. Changmin didn't see his reaction because he still had his eyes shut, but he could hear the lust in the owner's voice.

He heard shuffling and got curious, wondering what Jaejoong would do next. When he opened his eyes his breath hitched. Jaejoong was taking off his shirt and was currently working on his pants. His eyes widened when he thought he'd take everything off, but once he realized he kept on his boxers he relaxed somewhat.

I'll play with your body all I want, but won't fuck you unless you beg me to.

Those words came unbidden to his mind as Jaejoong got on the bed. They calmed his nerves somewhat because as long as he didn't beg, didn't utter the words Jaejoong stated to utter, he wouldn't have to deal with the consequences of losing his virginity to a psycho. That was the card up his sleeve, the solution to the problem he'd been thinking about. If only Jaejoong stuck to his word, he'd be able to save himself the problem of giving his body to someone he didn't want. To him, toys didn't count.

His breath hitched once more when he felt Jaejoong settle between his legs and touched his thighs teasingly.

As long as he didn't beg the other to fuck him, he'd be okay. He let out a smirk once that thought reaffirmed itself. He could do this. He could remind himself to not get lost in the world of pretend. He could play along.

It's funny how he can think the clearest whenever his body is in such turmoil.

***

Jaejoong looked up from the glorious length of legs in his grasp only to witness a curious smirk form on Changmin's lips. He wondered why the other would be smirking at a time like this, but decided he didn't care and continued his observation of the other's body. He never seemed to get tired of seeing him. He ran his warm palm below a calf and went back up towards Changmin's inner thigh, seeing how it tensed in anticipation only to relax when he didn't go further.

He leaned over Changmin's body slightly, so that he could begin to kiss the pale flesh while tasting it at the same time. He was glad Changmin had showered recently, he could taste the minty freshness of the soap he supplied him and the original musk that was Changmin as he suctioned a nipple into his mouth and began to play with Changmin's hips. As he trailed his kisses over Changmin's chest, he began to think about the toy he'd brought with him today in order to distract himself from how erotic Changmin looked arching into his mouth and moving beneath him slightly.

Today's toy was longer than the previous one, probably slightly bigger, but not much. He'd thought about using an actual dildo, a smaller one to start with, but went instead for a prostate massager. He could still feel Changmin resting, and knew he wasn't even close yet to uttering the words he wanted, so he just needed to be patient and toy with his body to the point of breaking. He smiled slightly at that image in his mind and felt as the first moan built up in Changmin's chest as he nipped at a nipple before laving it and moving on. While his mouth worked on Changmin's chest, his hands caressed and squeezed any flesh they could gather. The closer his mouth got to Changmin's neck, the closer his hands got to Changmin's cock. It amazed him still how he could get the other man hard in seconds and leaking in just under five minutes.

***

"Ughh...mmmmhh..." Changmin moaned out and arched off the bed as Jaejoong finally reached the place he'd wanted him to touch most of all. The grip wasn't as gentle as his touches, but anything else would've driven him up the wall. He felt as pleasure invaded every nerve ending in his body and how his flesh throbbed in anticipation of a release.

He was panting heavily and didn't care. It felt too good.

As he felt Jaejoong place open mouth kisses, getting closer and closer to his neck, he turned his head automatically to give him easy access and couldn't help but spread his legs a little to accommodate Jaejoong's grip of him. How could his body temperature increase so fast with someone he wanted nothing to do with?

Jaejoong grabbed the section that met between his neck and shoulder between his teeth and bit lightly as at the same time he pumped his cock with one hand and rubbed his taint with the other. Changmin couldn't hold off a particularly loud moan as he closed his eyes in pleasure and spread his legs further, anticipating something he shouldn't be allowing to happen.

Both hands left their posts and he whimpered slightly at the action. He frowned when he heard his whimper. He was still getting use to making noises he'd never made before and they could still bring him out of the haze Jaejoong's hands brought him.

Jaejoong sat back once more and got the lube he'd left within reach, pouring some onto his fingers.

All Changmin could do was look at the gorgeous man before him, mesmerized by the way the light played off his muscles and how some sweat drops rolled off his body slowly. As his gaze went lower he noticed the sizeable tent Jaejoong was sporting within his boxers and he blushed at the sight. It pleased him to have caused that, no matter that it was another guy he'd turned on, and felt happy he wasn't the only one affected. Jaejoong leaned over him once more, letting his body glide over Changmin, causing the latter to gasp at the feeling of another almost naked body above his own and of feeling someone else's erection above his own.

When he'd gasp, Jaejoong took the opportunity to take his mouth in a bruising kiss that left him breathless. He stayed frozen as Jaejoong moved his lips over his own, holding his head with one hand as he feasted on his mouth. Changmin felt as if electricity ran throughout his body from that one connection point and his eyes slowly closed as he let himself be dragged by it. Slowly he began to respond to the kiss. His lips move of their own accord and he tentatively moved his tongue against the other's impatient one, opening his mouth wider as their tongues sought to dominate over the other.

Changmin hadn't realized that he'd opened his legs wider while attempting to find friction between their arousals until he felt a cold wet finger probe his entrance. By this point he didn't care and moaned loudly when he felt it intrude slowly into his opening. He'd had enough time to ponder the first time he'd felt that to wonder how it'd feel the second time. It was still bothersome, but he got use to it faster than the first time he'd felt it. His ring of muscles relaxed, the finger moved within him at a languid pace and stimulated his prostate lightly, causing him to seek more friction and writher uncontrollably below Jaejoong.

He was running out of breath until finally Jaejoong released his mouth only to suck a lobe into his mouth and hump back onto his seeking thrusts.

***

"Haha... you sure can be an eager... slut, can't you Minnie..." Jaejoong gasped out as Changmin thrust particularly hard against him, pleasure impeding his train of thought momentarily.

"S-say's... hmm... say's the one who's thrusting back just as hard... UH!" Changmin managed to gasp out between moans.

As punishment Jaejoong had added the second finger abruptly and shut him up with another silencing kiss. He couldn't get enough of those lips and mouth. Seemed like he couldn't get enough of anything that involved Changmin.

Jaejoong only left that mouth to grab an earlobe again. After he'd sucked it particularly hard, he whispered sensually, "Ready to beg Minnie? Come on... You know you want me to stick my hard cock up your tight ass and make you scream my name..."

He scissored his fingers to emphasize his point and enjoyed as Changmin arched off the bed with a silent moan while shutting eyes. He truly was beautiful. Jaejoong shut his eyes as a pleasurable shiver travelled throughout his whole body as he grinded against the other harder. He didn't mind that his boxers were getting wet with both his and Changmin's pre-cum or how uncomfortable it was getting.

"Nuh... no. Not yet. Uhh..." Changmin managed to moan out.

"Hm... okay. Maybe this will persuade you." Jaejoong grinned and stopped all stimulation, sitting up again, and withdrawing his fingers. Changmin gasped as they slipped out abruptly.

He then got the toy from where he'd placed it on the bed and began to lather it up with lube. It felt weird in his hands; looked weird too, with the small oval like bulbous head that was followed by a slim longer handle. Kind of reminded him of a golf club of some sort in shape, yet it was the size of his palm. He'd chosen a grey colored transparent one, so that when the vibrations started he could see them clearly.

He looked up from his task to see a curious Changmin staring at the object in his hands.

"Prostate massager," was all he said before he promptly positioned it at Changmin's entrance. He wondered whether he should turn on the vibrations now or when it was inside Changmin, and chose to turn it on once inside.

He watched as he slowly inserted the oval head through the pink ring of muscles he'd just felt squeezing his fingers and shuddered when it was finally in.

Just imagining himself... he shuddered once more as he kept inserting the toy further in, until it was far enough to reach what it was made for.

He glanced up and noticed how heavily Changmin was breathing. He smirked as he leaned in to give him a peck in the lips. Seriously, he couldn't get enough of them.

The look Changmin was giving him lit his skin on fire and he moved the toy tentatively, getting his grip adjusted so that he'd be able to move it however he wanted. He was able to tell he'd found Changmin's prostate when the other arched off the bed and gave a particularly loud moan, muscles in his arms tensing, as he shut his eyes.

Jaejoong licked his dry lips and smirked at Changmin, whose eyes now focused on him, as he deftly turned on the vibrations to the lowest setting without moving the toy at all. He almost let out a laugh at the surprised look in Changmin's face; his eyes widen parallel to his mouth for a moment before he had to close his eyes. Jaejoong smiled as he began moving the toy smoothly in and out by increments. He slowly laid down to the side of Changmin's writhing body as he languidly sucked one of Changmin's nipples into his mouth, the salty taste of sweat not dissuading him.

He increased the speed of the toy with a twist of his wrist and enjoyed how Changmin's moans began to turn desperate, his cock leaking copiously, as he attempted to fuck himself on the toy.

"You like that don't you." Jaejoong asked in a husky voice as he forced Changmin's face to face him with his free hand. He got more turned on when he noticed how dark with desire his eyes had become and how his gaze seemed dazed. He licked Changmin's bottom lip sensually before he said, "Imagine what it'd be like to have my hot... hard... cock inside you instead of the piece of hard rubber you have right now..." He tried not to notice how he himself trembled at the image of being inside Changmin and focused instead on Changmin's reaction, which didn't help cool him off one bit.

Instead of retaliating with a quick remark on his cock or how he'd rather be dead than have him in him, Changmin whimpered. A sound so needy and full of want that it alone broke a little more of Jaejoong's self control as he increased the vibrations even more.

Changmin gave a slight shout as he once more arched off the bed, his hips having lost control as he grinded himself against the toy shamelessly while panting uncontrollably.

Jaejoong licked Changmin's earlobe and panted out, "I like Eager Sluts" before taking Changmin's mouth in another breath taking kiss as he himself ground against Changmin's hipbone, trying to relieve the tension in his boxers.

***

Changmin couldn't hold on any long. He lost track of time and place as pleasure overwhelmed him. Tears started to slide out of his eyes, due to pleasure, but he didn't ask what the other wanted. His pride was bigger. His body trembled, begging for release, as what seemed like rivers of sweat had accumulated on him and caused him even more pleasure as he felt Jaejoong's skin on his own sliding effortlessly as the other also ground against his side.

Changmin was close. He could feel his body tensing in anticipation as that damn toy abused his prostate relentlessly. The buzzing noise it made echoing in the room, but Changmin just heard it from far away. He felt close to asphyxiation as Jaejoong kept his mouth prisoner while he kept moving the toy within him.

And then it happened.

Jaejoong rubbed his hip close to his cock, making contact and creating a spark of electricity to run throughout his whole body, but it was the sound that he'd released... that quiet groan from deep within his chest... never before had he heard something so erotic in his life and he couldn't stop his release from happening. He thank god that Jaejoong was ravaging his mouth in an almost brutal kiss. Otherwise he'd have screamed Jaejoong's name as he came all over his stomach. He didn't even notice he'd bitten on Jaejoong's lower lip as he came until he felt the slight coppery taste of it on his tongue.

***

Feeling Changmin's teeth on his bottom lip as he heard Changmin moaned his release brought on his own release. He couldn't even stop it and hadn't realized he'd been that close. He rode the waves of pleasure, closing his eyes as he felt Changmin's and his own body tremble. He slumped down after, deaf to everything and lost in pleasure.

As he slowly became aware of his surroundings again he became aware of Changmin's voice.

"Please...please...no more..." Changmin begged breathlessly, moving his head side to side as his body trembled.

It was then that Jaejoong realized the vibrations were still abusing Changmin's prostate and that the other might be sensitive to it after such an orgasm. He swiftly turned the toy off, sat up slowly while ignoring the wet stain in front of his boxers, and gently withdrew the toy from the other's redden entrance. He saw as Changmin shivered upon withdrawal.

How long had he been abusing Changmin's ass hole? He hadn't realized it'd been long enough to cause it to redden. He looked up at Changmin and saw him panting, lips swollen and red, hair damp and stuck to his forehead, and body littered with red blotches here and there. He looked completely ravage and languid lying on the bed. Jaejoong felt his cock twitch.

He shook his head to snap out of it. He observed as Changmin's breath slowly steadied and how his eyes drooped lower with each second that past. Soon, he'd fallen asleep and Jaejoong realized he couldn't keep staring and that he needed to clean them both up. He decided to first clean himself up. He stood up and grimaced at the mess he'd made of himself. He decided to go to his room to change and shower first, then he'd come back to take care of Changmin and break the little news of new accommodation arrangements to him.

He hoped everything turned out okay.

Chapter 8