The Porcelain Treasure The sequel Part 3
Title: The Porcelain Treasure: Deadly Dreams
Author: onthethruway01
Genre: smut, fantasy, horror, angst, gore?
Rating: PG-13? Not sure
Pairings: Yoosumin, Yunjae
Length: Chaptered
Summary: Yoochun is a doll that came to life; but he’s not alone…..
The doll tossed and turned upon the bed; grasping the covers he moaned as his fragile body rocked back and forth. His back arched off the covers; lips trembling; dampened bangs dripping sweat upon his face. The doll was tormented; his newly awakened brain flooded with visions dark and dangerous. The dolls eyes were shut tight; chest heaving; his beating heart racing out of control. He bucked and screamed out the name of his true love.
“Junsu!”
His cries awakened the tall, lanky figure sleeping next to him.
“Yoochun, what’s going on?”
The doll ignored his lover’s words.
“Yoochun, wake up. It’s me, Changmin. You’re having a nightmare.”
The club owner held the wiry doll down; Yoochun’s body still shaking out of control. Changmin held him fast; hoping the storm that tossed and turned his lover would end. Changmin whispered sweetly to him; strong hands wiping his forehead; soft lips placing gently kisses.
The doll’s breathing steadied; heart slowed. He curled into Changmin; mouth suckling on the club owners skin; the familiarity of Changmin’s scent and taste soothing his worried mind.
“Is Junsu safe?” the doll whispered his voice low and weak. “Junsu must come home. I must protect him.”
Changmin held back his laughter.
“I’ll call Junsu. I’ll make him come home, ok”
The doll nodded. Changmin held him tight; arms and legs entwined as if in a protective cocoon. Cradling his fragile lover Changmin worried about Yoochun’s vulnerability. The doll had only awakened five months before; how could he be so disturbed by bad dreams?
“Sleep now. I’ll call Junsu in the morning.”
The doll breathed hard through his mouth; Changmin could swear he heard him wheezing. Yoochun’s tongue flicked out to lick his juicy lips.
Changmin swallowed hard; dirty thoughts came to his mind. He pressed his mouth to the doll’s; Yoochun moaning. Changmin cursed himself; he wanted to take Yoochun right then and there, but seeing the vulnerable beauty in so much pain made him change his mind.
“Shh, my love, shh.”
The doll’s body relaxed and drifted off to sleep. Changmin breathed a sigh of relief. He yawned; joining the doll in the land of nod….
….A blood curdling scream reverberated off the palace walls. A young man lay dead; stabbed through the heart; a woman in regal robes standing over the corpse; bloody knife grasp in her hand. A noble prince gasped for air; he clutched his chest as he stood paralyzed in fear.
“Now nothing will stand in the way of our happiness, Yoochun. Now you will love me and only me.”
The prince drew his sword.
“I hate you! You have killed my true love; you have taken my heart.”
A look of horror came upon the young woman’s face as the deadly blade entered her body. As she fell to the floor she cursed her unfaithful prince.
“I will have my revenge,” she gasped. “I will haunt you through the ages. Our spirits will live again and I will have your love.”
The prince ran to his beloved; planting fevered kisses upon his still warm mouth.
“I love you. I can’t live without you. Wherever you go, I will follow.”
A blade was drawn; sharp point aimed at a slender throat. Piercing the skin he swallowed; knife dragged across his jugular, royal blood spurting in the air; slender frame collapsing across his lover’s body….
Yoochun woke up, clutching his throat. Panting, he scrambled to the bath room; a startled Changmin cantering after him.
The doll put his hands to his mouth and began to cough.
“Yoochun, are you ok?”
The frightened doll started to wretch. Looking down at his hands, he became dizzy. The room started spinning. He stared at his face in the mirror and saw a vision; a vision of who he truly was. As all turned black, his slender fingers touched the mirror; smearing bright red blood upon the glass as he slid to the floor.
Author: onthethruway01
Genre: smut, fantasy, horror, angst, gore?
Rating: PG-13? Not sure
Pairings: Yoosumin, Yunjae
Length: Chaptered
Summary: Yoochun is a doll that came to life; but he’s not alone…..
The doll tossed and turned upon the bed; grasping the covers he moaned as his fragile body rocked back and forth. His back arched off the covers; lips trembling; dampened bangs dripping sweat upon his face. The doll was tormented; his newly awakened brain flooded with visions dark and dangerous. The dolls eyes were shut tight; chest heaving; his beating heart racing out of control. He bucked and screamed out the name of his true love.
“Junsu!”
His cries awakened the tall, lanky figure sleeping next to him.
“Yoochun, what’s going on?”
The doll ignored his lover’s words.
“Yoochun, wake up. It’s me, Changmin. You’re having a nightmare.”
The club owner held the wiry doll down; Yoochun’s body still shaking out of control. Changmin held him fast; hoping the storm that tossed and turned his lover would end. Changmin whispered sweetly to him; strong hands wiping his forehead; soft lips placing gently kisses.
The doll’s breathing steadied; heart slowed. He curled into Changmin; mouth suckling on the club owners skin; the familiarity of Changmin’s scent and taste soothing his worried mind.
“Is Junsu safe?” the doll whispered his voice low and weak. “Junsu must come home. I must protect him.”
Changmin held back his laughter.
“I’ll call Junsu. I’ll make him come home, ok”
The doll nodded. Changmin held him tight; arms and legs entwined as if in a protective cocoon. Cradling his fragile lover Changmin worried about Yoochun’s vulnerability. The doll had only awakened five months before; how could he be so disturbed by bad dreams?
“Sleep now. I’ll call Junsu in the morning.”
The doll breathed hard through his mouth; Changmin could swear he heard him wheezing. Yoochun’s tongue flicked out to lick his juicy lips.
Changmin swallowed hard; dirty thoughts came to his mind. He pressed his mouth to the doll’s; Yoochun moaning. Changmin cursed himself; he wanted to take Yoochun right then and there, but seeing the vulnerable beauty in so much pain made him change his mind.
“Shh, my love, shh.”
The doll’s body relaxed and drifted off to sleep. Changmin breathed a sigh of relief. He yawned; joining the doll in the land of nod….
….A blood curdling scream reverberated off the palace walls. A young man lay dead; stabbed through the heart; a woman in regal robes standing over the corpse; bloody knife grasp in her hand. A noble prince gasped for air; he clutched his chest as he stood paralyzed in fear.
“Now nothing will stand in the way of our happiness, Yoochun. Now you will love me and only me.”
The prince drew his sword.
“I hate you! You have killed my true love; you have taken my heart.”
A look of horror came upon the young woman’s face as the deadly blade entered her body. As she fell to the floor she cursed her unfaithful prince.
“I will have my revenge,” she gasped. “I will haunt you through the ages. Our spirits will live again and I will have your love.”
The prince ran to his beloved; planting fevered kisses upon his still warm mouth.
“I love you. I can’t live without you. Wherever you go, I will follow.”
A blade was drawn; sharp point aimed at a slender throat. Piercing the skin he swallowed; knife dragged across his jugular, royal blood spurting in the air; slender frame collapsing across his lover’s body….
Yoochun woke up, clutching his throat. Panting, he scrambled to the bath room; a startled Changmin cantering after him.
The doll put his hands to his mouth and began to cough.
“Yoochun, are you ok?”
The frightened doll started to wretch. Looking down at his hands, he became dizzy. The room started spinning. He stared at his face in the mirror and saw a vision; a vision of who he truly was. As all turned black, his slender fingers touched the mirror; smearing bright red blood upon the glass as he slid to the floor.