The Untouched - Part Nine
Title: The Untouched - Part Nine
Pairing: Nichkhun/Wooyoung
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Nichkhun, Taecyeon, Junho and Chansung are soldiers trapped in a heinous world war against the evil Dragon King and the Dragon Army. They have just lost a major battle and have retreated to a hideout only to be rescued and aided by a young, innocent boy from the Untouched Village. They battle with various new challenges, and one in particular for Captain Nichkhun - the Untouched named Jang Wooyoung.
A/N: My sincerest apologies for the extended absence. I was so caught up with school and being home for summer that I didn't have time to update much less write but I'm finding time again so I plan to finish this one. It prob. won't be as long as I planned maybe just till chapter 15. but thank you so much my loves for sticking with me. I promise more frequent updates from now on. LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU ALL! xoxo. miya. :)
I was expecting to be thrown back into the prison, instead the King kept me in the locked room in the castle under close watch of his most trusted guards. He kept telling me he was protecting me and shielding me - trying to make me feel valuable but his presence disgusted me and I wanted out. I would much rather suffer in a dark dungeon than the castle of an evil king. The only upside was that I would see “Junsu” everyday as he brought me my meals. He wouldn’t talk to me, even when the guards weren’t looking or listening.
“Hey…hey…you!” I tried to catch his attention but he wouldn’t look at me. Maybe he was too alarmed to talk to me again, or maybe he was just too afraid for his life to even risk any danger. One thing was sure; I needed him to tell me more about Wooyoung.
I waited for a day when the guards weren’t listening and as Junsu walked in with the regular tray of food. I lunged towards him and held him down, covering his mouth. “If you scream, you’ll only make this worse.” I warned with a whisper.
“Are you going to scream?” I asked and he looked at me with big eyes and shook his head. “Okay good.” I said. I let him go and sat him up.
“I need to know more, please tell me about Wooyoung.” I pleaded and he looked away.
“Why do you need to know so much about him?” He looked at me.
“I just need to know… if he’s really dead then I want to put him to rest...but if he’s alive… I want to, I need to find him.” I begged.
“You are insane. Even if I told you, you have no way of saving him - his fate has been nailed into the coffin.” Junsu replied.
“So you’re saying he’s dead?” I wasn’t willing to accept it but it was the truth I needed to know.
“No…not yet.” Junsu dipped his head. “But any day now.”
I stood up feeling myself go instantly weak yet my blood boiled with rage. “What do you mean? Tell me!” I demanded to know.
“Okay… but you have to promise you won’t let anyone know I was the one who told you.” He agreed. I nodded in agreement.
“Wooyoung and I were captured from the East Kingdom, we were just teenagers when The Dragon Army took us - at first we were sure they would eat us but instead they brought us to the Queen. She was and is still desperate for an heir, the King’s other consorts had been able to bear him sons but she could not. She forced Wooyoung and I into slavery, and demanded that we… provide her with a son. It was never out of desire, we simply complied because we were so afraid to lose our lives when we had failed to do so she decided to kill us - but the King had found out about her actions and reprimanded her by removing all of her sensory nerves in her…female areas. So even now if she has relations with anyone - she wouldn’t find any pleasure because she wouldn’t be able to feel it.” Junsu said and I felt even sicker to my stomach at the thought of Wooyoung being with that wretched woman.
“So you were like sexual slaves to her?” I asked and Junsu blushed in embarrassment.
“We had to be… she kept us on a very short leash. Anyways after the King had punished his wife he took us and separated us… me in the work camps as a work slave and Wooyoung into his courts as a consort.” He said.
“Consort? What do you mean? Wooyoung was forced to have sex with the King?” I asked shocked.
“No, not that I know of. I don’t think the King was attracted to him that way... but he might not have had the look the King was after - he might have been to scrawny for his taste. He apparently likes the more beastlier kind of boys… like you apparently.” Junsu said.
“So what happened to Wooyoung?” Nichkhun asked.
“Wooyoung’s consort services were limited to one thing…you see Woo’s family comes from a long line of natural healers. They used their own inner power and nature to heal various ailments. It’s no secret that the King has been suffering from various sicknesses including a degenerative disease that has caused him to have ulcer like wounds all over his body - that is why he never wears his armor any more and just wears his robes. If these wounds come in contact with air they cause him so much pain. When he found out about Wooyoung’s abilities he imprisoned him to heal his sicknesses and Wooyoung was able to do so despite Woo’s convictions that this man deserved to die… Wooyoung started to mistreat the king and actually exacerbated some of his sicknesses. One of the king’s advisers caught Wooyoung’s tricks and told the King. He had one of the sorcerers put a spell over Wooyoung - he is unable to speak.” Junsu replied.
“But he’s alive?” Nichkhun asked with urgency.
“I’m not too sure… yes… to what I hear the King keeps him around - just in case but he’s probably dressed or disguised to look like one of the court’s men which wear those hooded robes that hide almost their entire face and without his voice - it would be too hard to identify him. The king and queen have over three thousand attendants… it would be too difficult to find him without someone knowing you were trying to identify him.” Junsu said.
“So he’s alive…” Nichkhun said and stared out of the window watching as numerous court attendants passed by thinking one of them could be Wooyoung.
“Do not get any crazy ideas Captain… it is far too dangerous for yourself and for Wooyoung to act upon my information - he will certainly kill you if he finds out what you are trying to do.” Junsu warned.
“Well then I guess I get one shot to find him…” Nichkhun said.
“Captain, please… you are being irrational. Is your life really worth sacrificing for his? You don’t even know him.” Junsu warned.
“Yes! I do! I may not have met him in this physical life… but I do love him. I have to do everything in my power to free him, to have him back.” Nichkhun urged. Just then a guard came in and snatched Junsu from the back of his shirt.
“Stop bothering the King’s guest you maggot.” He breathed down Junsu’s neck.
“I’m sorry…for bothering you… sir.” Junsu played.
“Certainly he can stay, he is not bothering me. Just telling me about the lovely garden outside of my window.” Nichkhun lied.
“He certainly cannot. He needs to get back cleaning the pits.” The guard said.
“The pits?” Nichkhun asked.
“Yes, the dungeon we keep… the Queen’s special meals in.” The guard said. Junsu gulped as a look of disgust came across his face.
Nichkhun needed Junsu to tell him more; he needed more information to find Wooyoung and the others. “Listen… I personally would like this slave to be… assigned to me. If I make a request to the King to keep him here with me - I promise I will be as brutally cruel to him as you are.” Nichkhun tried to bargain.
The guard looked a bit confused but agreed. “I’ll let him stay for another hour… then…it’s back to the pits!” He said slamming the door.
“Thank you.” Junsu replied. “The dungeon has this foul odor that you just can’t escape for days, it doesn’t matter how many baths you take or how many rose petals you push into your nostrils…the stench of rotting flesh is just inescapable.” Junsu said.
“I can imagine.” Nichkhun sympathized. “What else do you know? Do you know where they might have taken Taecyeon, Junho and Chansung?” Nichkhun asked.
“No, I refuse to tell you more. I am afraid that you’ll get in trouble and thus I will get into a trouble too if they found out I am the one that fed you all of this information. “ Junsu refused.
“Look, slave. You are under my watch now. I am demanding this information from you and you will tell me everything I need to know.” Nichkhun said adamantly.
“You are as much of a slave as I am.” Junsu snorted.
“Yes, but I am in the good graces of the king… so either you will aide me in my mission or you will be handed over to the brutal hands of the King’s guards.” Nichkhun said. Junsu stood there silent thinking when Nichkhun grabbed his shoulders. “If you help me, I promise I will set you free too… I will set the entire world free from this king. But more so, when I walk out of this wretched kingdom you will be beside me. Please, help me.” Nichkhun asked.
Junsu stood there still the nodded. He knew if there was any chance of freedom this was it - even if it meant death he had to risk it. He nodded and said okay. “But we’ll have to take our time - we only have one chance to do this correctly.” Junsu said.
“Yes. I understand… but first we need to locate the other guys first.” Nichkhun said.
“Chansung and Junho are in a holding cell at the front gate. Usually these are where they hold the soldiers they capture from other armies. They only hold them there if they have a superior officer in capture too. When they kill you they will kill them too.” Junsu said.
“How do you know this?” Nichkhun asked.
“I was cleaning their cell and I overheard them talk about you… I visited their cell three more times and each time they talked about you so I figured they had to be your men.” Junsu replied.
“Is it far from here?” NIchkhun asked. “Yes, we are at least seven miles from the front gate.” Junsu replied.
“What about Taecyeon? Where would they have taken Taecyeon?” Nichkhun asked.
“Taecyeon was taken into the King’s private courts… that is where he holds all of his sexual slaves. I saw his guards take him into the bathhouse and I watched as some of the ladies in waiting bathed him then clothed him in some robes. They say that prior to Taecyeon leaving the Dragon army and escaping he was a private consort to the King - but Taecyeon was caught sleeping with some of the court maidens and the King gave him an honorable discharge to the army - but that in itself was a punishment. Taec was constantly sent on the most dangerous missions and one day he decided not to come back.” Junsu said.
“Wow, I never knew that.” Nichkhun replied.
“He’ll probably die first. His return to the private courts means that the King will probably rape him then kill him.” Junsu said with some trembling in his voice.
“Why are you trembling?” Nichkhun asked.
“Because, it’s disturbing.” Junsu looked away.
“You talk about Taec, like you know him… what do you know Junsu?” Nichkhun asked.
“Nothing, I have never met the man… I just think it’s horrible that the King could do such a thing.” Junsu replied.
“Junsu… were you used in the virtual world too? Were you there with us?” Nichkhun asked and Junsu turned his body the entire way to face his back on Nichkhun.
“Junsu, please just tell me…” Nichkhun said.
“Yes, the King ordered me to go into the virtual world and spy on you. I was there - I met Taec, I fell in love and I betrayed you… all of you.” Junsu hung his head.
“What are you talking about?” NIchkhun asked.
“They don’t have any way to monitor what’s going on in the virtual world. You appear as you are. When the old lady stopped responding they forced me to tell them everything that was going on - of course I didn’t want to… I didn’t even want them to move me from the virtual world. I knew it was all fake but it was far better than this.” Junsu replied.
“Old lady? Wooyoung’s grandmother?” Nichkhun asked.
“Not his real grandmother, the healer that took care of him - she was sent to poison you to see if a psychological poison could kill the body. It failed - and their theories about the psychological mind and physical body had been broken. They had planned to kill you all in the virtual world but when they saw it didn’t work they had started to give up. First I lied and said that you were all miserable but the old woman had told them that Wooyoung was smitten and that you were in love. The king was at first amused but later was furious because Taecyeon had fallen in love too… with me.” Junsu replied.
“So this is all about Taec?” Nichkhun asked.
“No, not entirely. It’s more about you… the King wants you, ultimately but I guess you can say he got a bitter aftertaste when he learned that Taecyeon had fallen in love.” Junsu replied.
“Me? What about me?” Nichkhun asked.
“The rumor is the King sent spies to a battlefront - and his spies took this very up close pictures of you. When the King received them it was said that he immediately fell in love with you - your looks had killed him. The king had originally wanted to enter the virtual world to see if you could love him but he faulted to Wooyoung after they forced him to test what your reaction would be. When they learned from the old woman that you were smitten with Wooyoung, the King decided to play with that idea - never did he imagine you would fall in love with him.” Junsu explained.
“So he did this because I fell in love with Woo?” Nichkhun asked.
“You don’t understand, the King hates to be betrayed.” Junsu replied.
“How did I betray him? I never belonged to him.” Nichkhun asked.
“You’re talking about the man who had nearly taken over the world. He thinks everything belongs to him. Anyways, his plan was to break you so that you would give into him.” Junsu finished.
“He’s dead wrong, I would never give into him. Not my life, not my body… and never my heart.” Nichkhun paused. “I already gave my heart to Wooyoung.” Nichkhun said.
Later that night while Nichkhun was asleep he was interrupted by the King.
“I’m sorry to wake you Captain, but I wanted to bring you a gift.” The king said. Nichkhun was a bit fearful, who knew what kind of sadistic things the King would considered as a gift.
The guards let in a court attendant who was covered in head to toe in red silk fabrics. “I heard you like red, I thought a little play thing would help you… relax.” The king said as the guards pushed the small body onto the bed.
“Please enjoy.” The king smirked before he closed the door. Nichkhun sat up and saw how almost lifeless the body was in front of him. He got up and helped the person sit up.
“I’m sorry you are suffering like this.” Nichkhun said as he tried to find eyes behind the mask. Nichkhun stopped and felt how warm the body felt - it was almost too comforting.
“I promise I won’t hurt you, I won’t even touch you… but if you have to be here, it would be best if you rested.” Nichkhun said. “Is that okay?”
The timid person nodded and Nichkhun made room on the bed. “You can sleep on this side of the bed, I sleep better on my right side anyway.” Once the masked stranger had laid down Nichkhun attempted to fall asleep again, but then he felt a hand on his waist. Nichkhun jolted up and saw the masked face in front of him. Nichkhun couldn’t refute it the touch was familiar, it was warm. He took the hand into his and immediately he knew it was a male’s hand. His heart skip a beat as the face neared his and his lips touched the painted red lips on the mask. It couldn’t possibly be him could it? Nichkhun’s mind ran with thoughts.
“Wooyoung?” Nichkhun whispered and suddenly tear drops fell from beneath the mask and onto Nichkhun’s lap.
“Wooyoung, is this really you?” He asked with mixed emotions in his voice. The head nodded and Nichkhun wrapped his arms around the boy as the other did the same.
“You’re alive. You’re alive. You’re alive.” Nichkhun repeated over and over again as his own tears began to fall. After they had calmed down Nichkhun pulled away from the hug and placed his hands over the mask trying to remove it. Then Wooyoung pulled away and covered his face with his hands.
“Please, Wooyoung let me see your face. I need to see your face.” Nichkhun begged but the other held the mask in place.
“You don’t want me to see your face?” Nichkhun realized. “And you can’t speak. I promise I don’t care what you look like - I love your for who you are not what you look like.” Nichkhun said from the depths of his heart because he knew it was true. Slowly he peeled Wooyoung’s hands away and finally removed the mask revealing bruises, scratches and scars - a far off image of the perfect, pale skin Wooyoung had in the virtual world.
Wooyoung hung his head as he saw how Nichkhun’s eyes seemed to widen at the sight of his face, but Nichkhun took Wooyoung by the chin and lifted his face up so their eyes could meet. Nichkhun stared into those eyes and even though the markings on the face depicted someone else, the color and shine in those eyes identified Wooyoung. Nichkhun brought his lips to Wooyoung’s and kissed him softly. He used his hands to keep Wooyoung’s face steady and soon Wooyoung’s hands were latched onto Nichkhun’s shoulder as his body instinctively moved forward and above placing him onto Nichkhun’s lap. They kissed, a united kiss as lips and tongues came crashing towards each other as Nichkhun began to release the knots of the belted fabric around Wooyoung’s chest and waist and released his body free from the silk robes and finally his hands caressed the smooth skin that he had longed for. Wooyoung helped Nichkhun remove his own robe and finally Nichkhun leaned forward forcing Wooyoung onto his back as their bodies aligned, their skin touching, their chest against each other all the while their kiss still intact.
There wasn’t much to say or do at the moment as their bodies moved in instinctive motion. Wooyoung spread his legs a bit farther allowing Nichkhun to fit in between. He could feel the warmth from Nichkhun’s member rub against him as his own manhood twitched in anticipated delight. Nichkhun could sense Wooyoung’s urgent cries for him and so I slowly entered him, waiting for the pained look in his eyes to subside. Finally when Wooyoung was used to the feeling of having Nichkhun inside him he moved his hips forward giving Nichkhun sign to move. Nichkhun let his lips trail down and kiss and lick Wooyoung’s neck and collarbone as he started to push ever so gently with each pump, in and out of Wooyoung. Nichkhun was used to hearing Wooyoung’s soft whimpers and moans but without his voice Nichkhun had to use his eyes to communicate his movements.
The pace has quickened and soon their bodies were smeared with sweat with embraces and Nichkhun didn’t want the moment to end but he knew his body couldn’t handle anymore. Wooyoung slowly closed his eyes and lifted his head and latched his lips onto Nichkhun’s neck urging him to come. Nichkhun gave a few more deep and slow thrusts and finally felt himself nearly explode inside of Wooyoung as he felt warm liquid splash against his torso. It took awhile for their breathing to slow down and soften and Wooyoung let his head fall back onto the pillow as Nichkhun’s head fell onto his chest. Wooyoung stroked Nichkhun’s hair and they laid their silently, listening to each other’s breathing.
“I’m going to save you.” Nichkhun said and Wooyoung lifted his head with worry in his eyes.
“I don’t care if it’s the last thing I do… I’m going to get you out of here Wooyoung. I promised you I would.” Nichkhun said. Wooyoung eyes lowered as if he was saying it couldn’t be done.
“I know, you think it’s pointless --- but I don’t need a good reason to do anything if it’s not you. I love you… you’re the only reason for me to live now.” Nichkhun said. Wooyoung pressed his lips against Nichkhun’s forehead and Nichkhun’s eyes fell heavy as he slept with the warmth of his lover’s body under his.
Pairing: Nichkhun/Wooyoung
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Nichkhun, Taecyeon, Junho and Chansung are soldiers trapped in a heinous world war against the evil Dragon King and the Dragon Army. They have just lost a major battle and have retreated to a hideout only to be rescued and aided by a young, innocent boy from the Untouched Village. They battle with various new challenges, and one in particular for Captain Nichkhun - the Untouched named Jang Wooyoung.
A/N: My sincerest apologies for the extended absence. I was so caught up with school and being home for summer that I didn't have time to update much less write but I'm finding time again so I plan to finish this one. It prob. won't be as long as I planned maybe just till chapter 15. but thank you so much my loves for sticking with me. I promise more frequent updates from now on. LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU ALL! xoxo. miya. :)
I was expecting to be thrown back into the prison, instead the King kept me in the locked room in the castle under close watch of his most trusted guards. He kept telling me he was protecting me and shielding me - trying to make me feel valuable but his presence disgusted me and I wanted out. I would much rather suffer in a dark dungeon than the castle of an evil king. The only upside was that I would see “Junsu” everyday as he brought me my meals. He wouldn’t talk to me, even when the guards weren’t looking or listening.
“Hey…hey…you!” I tried to catch his attention but he wouldn’t look at me. Maybe he was too alarmed to talk to me again, or maybe he was just too afraid for his life to even risk any danger. One thing was sure; I needed him to tell me more about Wooyoung.
I waited for a day when the guards weren’t listening and as Junsu walked in with the regular tray of food. I lunged towards him and held him down, covering his mouth. “If you scream, you’ll only make this worse.” I warned with a whisper.
“Are you going to scream?” I asked and he looked at me with big eyes and shook his head. “Okay good.” I said. I let him go and sat him up.
“I need to know more, please tell me about Wooyoung.” I pleaded and he looked away.
“Why do you need to know so much about him?” He looked at me.
“I just need to know… if he’s really dead then I want to put him to rest...but if he’s alive… I want to, I need to find him.” I begged.
“You are insane. Even if I told you, you have no way of saving him - his fate has been nailed into the coffin.” Junsu replied.
“So you’re saying he’s dead?” I wasn’t willing to accept it but it was the truth I needed to know.
“No…not yet.” Junsu dipped his head. “But any day now.”
I stood up feeling myself go instantly weak yet my blood boiled with rage. “What do you mean? Tell me!” I demanded to know.
“Okay… but you have to promise you won’t let anyone know I was the one who told you.” He agreed. I nodded in agreement.
“Wooyoung and I were captured from the East Kingdom, we were just teenagers when The Dragon Army took us - at first we were sure they would eat us but instead they brought us to the Queen. She was and is still desperate for an heir, the King’s other consorts had been able to bear him sons but she could not. She forced Wooyoung and I into slavery, and demanded that we… provide her with a son. It was never out of desire, we simply complied because we were so afraid to lose our lives when we had failed to do so she decided to kill us - but the King had found out about her actions and reprimanded her by removing all of her sensory nerves in her…female areas. So even now if she has relations with anyone - she wouldn’t find any pleasure because she wouldn’t be able to feel it.” Junsu said and I felt even sicker to my stomach at the thought of Wooyoung being with that wretched woman.
“So you were like sexual slaves to her?” I asked and Junsu blushed in embarrassment.
“We had to be… she kept us on a very short leash. Anyways after the King had punished his wife he took us and separated us… me in the work camps as a work slave and Wooyoung into his courts as a consort.” He said.
“Consort? What do you mean? Wooyoung was forced to have sex with the King?” I asked shocked.
“No, not that I know of. I don’t think the King was attracted to him that way... but he might not have had the look the King was after - he might have been to scrawny for his taste. He apparently likes the more beastlier kind of boys… like you apparently.” Junsu said.
“So what happened to Wooyoung?” Nichkhun asked.
“Wooyoung’s consort services were limited to one thing…you see Woo’s family comes from a long line of natural healers. They used their own inner power and nature to heal various ailments. It’s no secret that the King has been suffering from various sicknesses including a degenerative disease that has caused him to have ulcer like wounds all over his body - that is why he never wears his armor any more and just wears his robes. If these wounds come in contact with air they cause him so much pain. When he found out about Wooyoung’s abilities he imprisoned him to heal his sicknesses and Wooyoung was able to do so despite Woo’s convictions that this man deserved to die… Wooyoung started to mistreat the king and actually exacerbated some of his sicknesses. One of the king’s advisers caught Wooyoung’s tricks and told the King. He had one of the sorcerers put a spell over Wooyoung - he is unable to speak.” Junsu replied.
“But he’s alive?” Nichkhun asked with urgency.
“I’m not too sure… yes… to what I hear the King keeps him around - just in case but he’s probably dressed or disguised to look like one of the court’s men which wear those hooded robes that hide almost their entire face and without his voice - it would be too hard to identify him. The king and queen have over three thousand attendants… it would be too difficult to find him without someone knowing you were trying to identify him.” Junsu said.
“So he’s alive…” Nichkhun said and stared out of the window watching as numerous court attendants passed by thinking one of them could be Wooyoung.
“Do not get any crazy ideas Captain… it is far too dangerous for yourself and for Wooyoung to act upon my information - he will certainly kill you if he finds out what you are trying to do.” Junsu warned.
“Well then I guess I get one shot to find him…” Nichkhun said.
“Captain, please… you are being irrational. Is your life really worth sacrificing for his? You don’t even know him.” Junsu warned.
“Yes! I do! I may not have met him in this physical life… but I do love him. I have to do everything in my power to free him, to have him back.” Nichkhun urged. Just then a guard came in and snatched Junsu from the back of his shirt.
“Stop bothering the King’s guest you maggot.” He breathed down Junsu’s neck.
“I’m sorry…for bothering you… sir.” Junsu played.
“Certainly he can stay, he is not bothering me. Just telling me about the lovely garden outside of my window.” Nichkhun lied.
“He certainly cannot. He needs to get back cleaning the pits.” The guard said.
“The pits?” Nichkhun asked.
“Yes, the dungeon we keep… the Queen’s special meals in.” The guard said. Junsu gulped as a look of disgust came across his face.
Nichkhun needed Junsu to tell him more; he needed more information to find Wooyoung and the others. “Listen… I personally would like this slave to be… assigned to me. If I make a request to the King to keep him here with me - I promise I will be as brutally cruel to him as you are.” Nichkhun tried to bargain.
The guard looked a bit confused but agreed. “I’ll let him stay for another hour… then…it’s back to the pits!” He said slamming the door.
“Thank you.” Junsu replied. “The dungeon has this foul odor that you just can’t escape for days, it doesn’t matter how many baths you take or how many rose petals you push into your nostrils…the stench of rotting flesh is just inescapable.” Junsu said.
“I can imagine.” Nichkhun sympathized. “What else do you know? Do you know where they might have taken Taecyeon, Junho and Chansung?” Nichkhun asked.
“No, I refuse to tell you more. I am afraid that you’ll get in trouble and thus I will get into a trouble too if they found out I am the one that fed you all of this information. “ Junsu refused.
“Look, slave. You are under my watch now. I am demanding this information from you and you will tell me everything I need to know.” Nichkhun said adamantly.
“You are as much of a slave as I am.” Junsu snorted.
“Yes, but I am in the good graces of the king… so either you will aide me in my mission or you will be handed over to the brutal hands of the King’s guards.” Nichkhun said. Junsu stood there silent thinking when Nichkhun grabbed his shoulders. “If you help me, I promise I will set you free too… I will set the entire world free from this king. But more so, when I walk out of this wretched kingdom you will be beside me. Please, help me.” Nichkhun asked.
Junsu stood there still the nodded. He knew if there was any chance of freedom this was it - even if it meant death he had to risk it. He nodded and said okay. “But we’ll have to take our time - we only have one chance to do this correctly.” Junsu said.
“Yes. I understand… but first we need to locate the other guys first.” Nichkhun said.
“Chansung and Junho are in a holding cell at the front gate. Usually these are where they hold the soldiers they capture from other armies. They only hold them there if they have a superior officer in capture too. When they kill you they will kill them too.” Junsu said.
“How do you know this?” Nichkhun asked.
“I was cleaning their cell and I overheard them talk about you… I visited their cell three more times and each time they talked about you so I figured they had to be your men.” Junsu replied.
“Is it far from here?” NIchkhun asked. “Yes, we are at least seven miles from the front gate.” Junsu replied.
“What about Taecyeon? Where would they have taken Taecyeon?” Nichkhun asked.
“Taecyeon was taken into the King’s private courts… that is where he holds all of his sexual slaves. I saw his guards take him into the bathhouse and I watched as some of the ladies in waiting bathed him then clothed him in some robes. They say that prior to Taecyeon leaving the Dragon army and escaping he was a private consort to the King - but Taecyeon was caught sleeping with some of the court maidens and the King gave him an honorable discharge to the army - but that in itself was a punishment. Taec was constantly sent on the most dangerous missions and one day he decided not to come back.” Junsu said.
“Wow, I never knew that.” Nichkhun replied.
“He’ll probably die first. His return to the private courts means that the King will probably rape him then kill him.” Junsu said with some trembling in his voice.
“Why are you trembling?” Nichkhun asked.
“Because, it’s disturbing.” Junsu looked away.
“You talk about Taec, like you know him… what do you know Junsu?” Nichkhun asked.
“Nothing, I have never met the man… I just think it’s horrible that the King could do such a thing.” Junsu replied.
“Junsu… were you used in the virtual world too? Were you there with us?” Nichkhun asked and Junsu turned his body the entire way to face his back on Nichkhun.
“Junsu, please just tell me…” Nichkhun said.
“Yes, the King ordered me to go into the virtual world and spy on you. I was there - I met Taec, I fell in love and I betrayed you… all of you.” Junsu hung his head.
“What are you talking about?” NIchkhun asked.
“They don’t have any way to monitor what’s going on in the virtual world. You appear as you are. When the old lady stopped responding they forced me to tell them everything that was going on - of course I didn’t want to… I didn’t even want them to move me from the virtual world. I knew it was all fake but it was far better than this.” Junsu replied.
“Old lady? Wooyoung’s grandmother?” Nichkhun asked.
“Not his real grandmother, the healer that took care of him - she was sent to poison you to see if a psychological poison could kill the body. It failed - and their theories about the psychological mind and physical body had been broken. They had planned to kill you all in the virtual world but when they saw it didn’t work they had started to give up. First I lied and said that you were all miserable but the old woman had told them that Wooyoung was smitten and that you were in love. The king was at first amused but later was furious because Taecyeon had fallen in love too… with me.” Junsu replied.
“So this is all about Taec?” Nichkhun asked.
“No, not entirely. It’s more about you… the King wants you, ultimately but I guess you can say he got a bitter aftertaste when he learned that Taecyeon had fallen in love.” Junsu replied.
“Me? What about me?” Nichkhun asked.
“The rumor is the King sent spies to a battlefront - and his spies took this very up close pictures of you. When the King received them it was said that he immediately fell in love with you - your looks had killed him. The king had originally wanted to enter the virtual world to see if you could love him but he faulted to Wooyoung after they forced him to test what your reaction would be. When they learned from the old woman that you were smitten with Wooyoung, the King decided to play with that idea - never did he imagine you would fall in love with him.” Junsu explained.
“So he did this because I fell in love with Woo?” Nichkhun asked.
“You don’t understand, the King hates to be betrayed.” Junsu replied.
“How did I betray him? I never belonged to him.” Nichkhun asked.
“You’re talking about the man who had nearly taken over the world. He thinks everything belongs to him. Anyways, his plan was to break you so that you would give into him.” Junsu finished.
“He’s dead wrong, I would never give into him. Not my life, not my body… and never my heart.” Nichkhun paused. “I already gave my heart to Wooyoung.” Nichkhun said.
Later that night while Nichkhun was asleep he was interrupted by the King.
“I’m sorry to wake you Captain, but I wanted to bring you a gift.” The king said. Nichkhun was a bit fearful, who knew what kind of sadistic things the King would considered as a gift.
The guards let in a court attendant who was covered in head to toe in red silk fabrics. “I heard you like red, I thought a little play thing would help you… relax.” The king said as the guards pushed the small body onto the bed.
“Please enjoy.” The king smirked before he closed the door. Nichkhun sat up and saw how almost lifeless the body was in front of him. He got up and helped the person sit up.
“I’m sorry you are suffering like this.” Nichkhun said as he tried to find eyes behind the mask. Nichkhun stopped and felt how warm the body felt - it was almost too comforting.
“I promise I won’t hurt you, I won’t even touch you… but if you have to be here, it would be best if you rested.” Nichkhun said. “Is that okay?”
The timid person nodded and Nichkhun made room on the bed. “You can sleep on this side of the bed, I sleep better on my right side anyway.” Once the masked stranger had laid down Nichkhun attempted to fall asleep again, but then he felt a hand on his waist. Nichkhun jolted up and saw the masked face in front of him. Nichkhun couldn’t refute it the touch was familiar, it was warm. He took the hand into his and immediately he knew it was a male’s hand. His heart skip a beat as the face neared his and his lips touched the painted red lips on the mask. It couldn’t possibly be him could it? Nichkhun’s mind ran with thoughts.
“Wooyoung?” Nichkhun whispered and suddenly tear drops fell from beneath the mask and onto Nichkhun’s lap.
“Wooyoung, is this really you?” He asked with mixed emotions in his voice. The head nodded and Nichkhun wrapped his arms around the boy as the other did the same.
“You’re alive. You’re alive. You’re alive.” Nichkhun repeated over and over again as his own tears began to fall. After they had calmed down Nichkhun pulled away from the hug and placed his hands over the mask trying to remove it. Then Wooyoung pulled away and covered his face with his hands.
“Please, Wooyoung let me see your face. I need to see your face.” Nichkhun begged but the other held the mask in place.
“You don’t want me to see your face?” Nichkhun realized. “And you can’t speak. I promise I don’t care what you look like - I love your for who you are not what you look like.” Nichkhun said from the depths of his heart because he knew it was true. Slowly he peeled Wooyoung’s hands away and finally removed the mask revealing bruises, scratches and scars - a far off image of the perfect, pale skin Wooyoung had in the virtual world.
Wooyoung hung his head as he saw how Nichkhun’s eyes seemed to widen at the sight of his face, but Nichkhun took Wooyoung by the chin and lifted his face up so their eyes could meet. Nichkhun stared into those eyes and even though the markings on the face depicted someone else, the color and shine in those eyes identified Wooyoung. Nichkhun brought his lips to Wooyoung’s and kissed him softly. He used his hands to keep Wooyoung’s face steady and soon Wooyoung’s hands were latched onto Nichkhun’s shoulder as his body instinctively moved forward and above placing him onto Nichkhun’s lap. They kissed, a united kiss as lips and tongues came crashing towards each other as Nichkhun began to release the knots of the belted fabric around Wooyoung’s chest and waist and released his body free from the silk robes and finally his hands caressed the smooth skin that he had longed for. Wooyoung helped Nichkhun remove his own robe and finally Nichkhun leaned forward forcing Wooyoung onto his back as their bodies aligned, their skin touching, their chest against each other all the while their kiss still intact.
There wasn’t much to say or do at the moment as their bodies moved in instinctive motion. Wooyoung spread his legs a bit farther allowing Nichkhun to fit in between. He could feel the warmth from Nichkhun’s member rub against him as his own manhood twitched in anticipated delight. Nichkhun could sense Wooyoung’s urgent cries for him and so I slowly entered him, waiting for the pained look in his eyes to subside. Finally when Wooyoung was used to the feeling of having Nichkhun inside him he moved his hips forward giving Nichkhun sign to move. Nichkhun let his lips trail down and kiss and lick Wooyoung’s neck and collarbone as he started to push ever so gently with each pump, in and out of Wooyoung. Nichkhun was used to hearing Wooyoung’s soft whimpers and moans but without his voice Nichkhun had to use his eyes to communicate his movements.
The pace has quickened and soon their bodies were smeared with sweat with embraces and Nichkhun didn’t want the moment to end but he knew his body couldn’t handle anymore. Wooyoung slowly closed his eyes and lifted his head and latched his lips onto Nichkhun’s neck urging him to come. Nichkhun gave a few more deep and slow thrusts and finally felt himself nearly explode inside of Wooyoung as he felt warm liquid splash against his torso. It took awhile for their breathing to slow down and soften and Wooyoung let his head fall back onto the pillow as Nichkhun’s head fell onto his chest. Wooyoung stroked Nichkhun’s hair and they laid their silently, listening to each other’s breathing.
“I’m going to save you.” Nichkhun said and Wooyoung lifted his head with worry in his eyes.
“I don’t care if it’s the last thing I do… I’m going to get you out of here Wooyoung. I promised you I would.” Nichkhun said. Wooyoung eyes lowered as if he was saying it couldn’t be done.
“I know, you think it’s pointless --- but I don’t need a good reason to do anything if it’s not you. I love you… you’re the only reason for me to live now.” Nichkhun said. Wooyoung pressed his lips against Nichkhun’s forehead and Nichkhun’s eyes fell heavy as he slept with the warmth of his lover’s body under his.