Sharing is Caring Epilogue
Title: Sharing is Caring Epilogue
Pairing: Junsu with Yunho/Jaejoong/Changmin/Yoochun AND Hani/Yuri/Sunny AND combinations of them all.
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: They aren't mine ... I wish I had a DBSK harem. Or a SuJu harem. More members in SuJu. Hell, while I'm dreaming ... OT20 anyone? I'll just casually toss SHINee into there too. And Taehyung (V) from BTS because he's super pretty.
Summary: Junsu acquires a new slave into his established harem. Max is quite pretty, but determined to keep his distance.
Warning: legal slavery, het
A/N: One of these days my plot lines will shut up and just let me write PWP.
Epilogue: Devotion
Two nights later, Junsu was woken up by a frantic hand on his shoulder. He groaned, prying his eyes open to see Changmin above him. A panicked looking Changmin.
“By the gods, what now?”
Before Changmin could answer, Junsu heard whimpering, coming from one of the other beds. He sat up, more alert when one of his harem members was in trouble. It took a few seconds longer to process that he did not recognize those whimpers and an even longer few seconds to realize it was Ricky.
Junsu climbed from the bed he was sharing with Changmin and Yuri and headed over to the other one. Most of his harem was awake, surrounding the bed.
Ricky was naked, with Uknow hovering over him. Ricky was sweating, writhing on the bed, hands above his head, gripping a pillow. Uknow kneeled between his legs, hands running up and down Ricky’s inner thighs.
“He needs to come,” Uknow said.
Ricky wailed.
“So why --”
“He needs permission,” Changmin snapped.
Ricky whined, a high sound that had Junsu wincing. Of course his stupid brother had to train the poor thing to only come on command.
“He woke up absolutely throbbing and begging,” Uknow said, “but he can’t come when I tell him to.”
Because Uknow was just a slave.
Junsu nodded. “Move, Uknow. Go to his head.”
Uknow did quickly, letting Ricky rest his head on his thigh and wrap his arms around him. Junsu took his place between his legs. He wondered how long Ricky had been so desperate. His cock was such a deep red, the candlelight flickering over the slick fluid covering it. As he watched, another stream pulsed from his cock.
Junsu went right to his dick, grabbing the shaft with one hand, using the palm of his other to massage the head.
Ricky screamed, butt coming off the bed.
“Come, Ricky. Come. precious darling. It’s okay,” Junsu murmured.
Ricky gasped almost like he couldn’t believe it, so Junsu kept saying it, over and over, in time to the pumps of his hand. His cock was so slick, it almost thrust through Junsu’s hand on its own.
“I know you miss Junho, I know you do,” Junsu continued, and Ricky wailed in anguish. “But he isn’t here. I am here. I want you to come. I want to see you. I want you to feel good.”
Ricky moaned and nodded roughly. His legs slid up Junsu’s sides, bending at the knees, presenting himself.
Junsu fought back a sigh. He did not want to fuck him, but that seemed like the only way to get Ricky to actually let go. He glanced over at Changmin, glad to see a pot of oil in his hands. He tilted it, dribbling oil onto Junsu’s erection, splatters landing on the bed.
Junsu gripped himself only once to spread the oil around and then moved forward, holding himself down, against Ricky’s body. He tightened up with a cry as Junsu thrust forward and then his body just sagged and relaxed. Junsu retreated for a moment and then thrust back in, all the way. He pressed himself against Ricky for a moment before pulling out of the convulsing muscles. His hand went right back to Ricky’s cock and this time he stroked, pumping his hips and hands to the same rhythm.
Ricky was tight from a few days without sex. Too tight.
Junsu feared for his own longevity.
“Come,” he said, breathless. It was almost a growl. “You have to come now.”
And Ricky came, pleasure shattering, voice breaking, cries echoing around them. Those of his harem that had been asleep were no longer asleep. Ricky’s release squirted from him in heavy spurts and then thinner weaker strands. His body shook through one of the longest orgasms and releases Junsu had ever witnessed. Just when Junsu was sure it was done, Ricky was shuddering again, splattering more drops of come over his stomach.
And then he was crying, blabbering apologies and begging not to be punished.
Junsu pulled out his body and gathered him close in a hug, attempting to shush him with words. But it appeared that Ricky just had to cry himself out. Junsu let him, holding him through his sobs.
“Why ... why ... why didn’t he let me eat too? Why couldn’t I ... I should have had dinner too!”
Junsu frowned. “Ah, darling boy. Such a pretty thing. I understand that you miss him. I do. But we don’t want you to die. We love you. Your brother loves you.”
“I don’t understand,” Ricky said. “I just ... I want to die.”
“I know. I know.”
Junsu had a terrifying feeling that given the chance Ricky would take his own life, somehow.
“You are not allowed,” Junsu said, cupping his cheeks and making him look Junsu in the eye. “You belong to me. I want you. I want you to be alive. Your brother wants you to be alive. You are not allowed to hurt yourself. You are not allowed to kill yourself. You cannot.”
Ricky blinked, more tears spilling onto his cheeks.
Junsu tightened the hold on his face, shaking him a little bit. Not too much, but just to drive the point home with a bit of physical force that his brother often used. “You understand me, baby?”
“Yes, master. I ... I will not hurt myself. I will not kill myself.”
“And you will not ask anyone else to help you.”
“No, master.”
“Good boy.” Junsu leaned forward and kissed his lips.
Ricky’s smile was fleeting.
“Let’s go take a bath. You’re quite the mess.”
“I’m so sorry.”
Junsu shook his head. “Don’t be. I’m very lenient with my harem, and I need to learn that with you, I cannot be. It will take us both some time to get used to each other.”
Junsu led them all into the bath. Apparently, Uknow and Ricky were not the only ones that had been having fun with each other while he slept.
“What time is it?”
“Almost four,” Jaejoong answered.
“Ugh.” Junsu sank into the tub with a groan, pulling Ricky’s still shuddering body against his chest. Ricky clung to him.
Yuri and Sunny were the ones to wash him down, wipe at his skin and turn him around to clean up the mess on his chest.
“I need a new bathing room,” Junsu groused. “Seven was a tight fit in this place, and now we’re up to nine.”
“And you need more,” Sunny said.
Junsu narrowed his eyes at her. “Why?”
“Well, we used to be even, three girls and three boys. Now there are five boys. We need two more girls.”
“I am not getting two more harem members!” Junsu all but screeched, causing the rest of them to laugh.
“Technically there are six men,” Hero said and ruffled Junsu’s wet hair. “So three more girls.”
“No. No. No. Not happening.”
Sunny pouted. “Not fair.”
“I recall you mentioning before how it wasn’t fair that when all three of you got attention that there wasn’t another dick for you to suck on,” Micky said.
Sunny bit her lip. “By the gods, you’re right. Now ... oh ... oh ... it’s perfect.”
“What’s perfect?” Junsu said, leaning his head back on the edge of the wide tub.
“Six men, two for each ... now, we can each suck on a dick while we’re getting fucked without weird body positions.”
Junsu’s dick throbbed under water just from imagining that.
“Sounds like a great idea to me,” Yuri said. “Hani?”
Hani smirked. “Fine, but I get Uknow’s dick in me.”
“Not fair!” Sunny shouted.
“I said it first!”
“It was my idea.”
They continued to bicker back and forth until Hero asked Uknow which one he wanted.
“Doesn’t matter,” Uknow said. “Both of them have wet pretty pussies to fuck.”
“Is this happening now?” Junsu asked, lifting his head a bit.
“Yes,” Sunny said. “Right now.”
“Not in the tub,” Yuri said. “We have four beds.”
“We only need three,” Hero pointed out.
“Fine,” Sunny said. “Bed. Let’s go.”
Junsu thought of protesting, but really, he hadn’t had an orgasm earlier. He tilted his head enough to meet Hero’s eyes. “Do I have any meetings in the morning?”
“In the morning, no. Just one after lunch, discussing plans for your coronation.”
Junsu nodded. “Good. Plenty of time for a few orgasms and then a nap. Postpone the reality that I’m going to be the next king.” Junsu huffed and leaned his head on the edge of the tub.
“Fuck, I’m going to be the next king.”
Finger ran over his cheek. “You’re going to make a great king,” Changmin said.
Well, more like demanded.
Junsu pried open an eye. “Oh, really?”
“Yes,” he said with a firm nod. “You have to be.”
Junsu smiled widely because he understood. Changmin needed him to be a good king in order to take his land back, see his family again.
“So, orgasms,” Junsu said. “Micky and I will take Hani, Hero and Ricky can take Yuri, and Changmin and Uknow can fuck Sunny.”
“Hey!” Hani protested.
“It was Sunny’s idea. She gets what she wants.”
“And why am I being roped into this?” Changmin demanded, arms crossed.
Junsu opened his mouth to answer, but Sunny was against Changmin a moment later, arms wound around his neck, legs around his waist. “Please, Changmin-ah. Want your cock in my mouth, please. Let me suck on it. Choke me with it. Just ... in my throat.” She moaned low, rolling her hips, probably pressing her wet pussy against his dick. “Want you, ... want you to ... fuck my mouth. Pulling my hair, just gagging me. Fuck, please. It’s so long. Your cock is so long. Please. Please, let me suck on you. Please.”
Changmin shivered, pulling a smile from more than just Sunny. Her pretty body was usually enough to convince any of them to do what she wanted.
She pouted and slid a hand south, under the water. “It wouldn’t be fair if they got to suck on a dick and I didn’t.”
“Well, since I am all for fairness.” He rolled his eyes.
Sunny pressed a kiss to his lips with a cry of delight. She was the first one out of the water and on the way back to the bedroom, calling at the others to hurry. As always, Junsu very eager slut. The others shuffled out after her, discussing positions and who got to put their dick into what hole. All but Hero, who waited for Ricky.
Junsu held Ricky for just a moment longer and pressed a kiss to his head. “You okay with this, Ricky?”
“I do what master wants.”
Junsu snorted. “That’s an okay reason for now, but later, you have to tell me what you do and don’t want to do.”
Ricky bit his lip and nodded. “I will try real hard to learn how master wants me to behave.”
Junsu smiled. “Good boy. Now, come on. Let’s get out of this tub. We can’t let our pretty ladies wait for too long or they’ll start pleasuring each other.”
Part 4: Accusation
Part 3: Seduction
Part 2: Conversation
Part 1: Distraction
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Pairing: Junsu with Yunho/Jaejoong/Changmin/Yoochun AND Hani/Yuri/Sunny AND combinations of them all.
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: They aren't mine ... I wish I had a DBSK harem. Or a SuJu harem. More members in SuJu. Hell, while I'm dreaming ... OT20 anyone? I'll just casually toss SHINee into there too. And Taehyung (V) from BTS because he's super pretty.
Summary: Junsu acquires a new slave into his established harem. Max is quite pretty, but determined to keep his distance.
Warning: legal slavery, het
A/N: One of these days my plot lines will shut up and just let me write PWP.
Epilogue: Devotion
Two nights later, Junsu was woken up by a frantic hand on his shoulder. He groaned, prying his eyes open to see Changmin above him. A panicked looking Changmin.
“By the gods, what now?”
Before Changmin could answer, Junsu heard whimpering, coming from one of the other beds. He sat up, more alert when one of his harem members was in trouble. It took a few seconds longer to process that he did not recognize those whimpers and an even longer few seconds to realize it was Ricky.
Junsu climbed from the bed he was sharing with Changmin and Yuri and headed over to the other one. Most of his harem was awake, surrounding the bed.
Ricky was naked, with Uknow hovering over him. Ricky was sweating, writhing on the bed, hands above his head, gripping a pillow. Uknow kneeled between his legs, hands running up and down Ricky’s inner thighs.
“He needs to come,” Uknow said.
Ricky wailed.
“So why --”
“He needs permission,” Changmin snapped.
Ricky whined, a high sound that had Junsu wincing. Of course his stupid brother had to train the poor thing to only come on command.
“He woke up absolutely throbbing and begging,” Uknow said, “but he can’t come when I tell him to.”
Because Uknow was just a slave.
Junsu nodded. “Move, Uknow. Go to his head.”
Uknow did quickly, letting Ricky rest his head on his thigh and wrap his arms around him. Junsu took his place between his legs. He wondered how long Ricky had been so desperate. His cock was such a deep red, the candlelight flickering over the slick fluid covering it. As he watched, another stream pulsed from his cock.
Junsu went right to his dick, grabbing the shaft with one hand, using the palm of his other to massage the head.
Ricky screamed, butt coming off the bed.
“Come, Ricky. Come. precious darling. It’s okay,” Junsu murmured.
Ricky gasped almost like he couldn’t believe it, so Junsu kept saying it, over and over, in time to the pumps of his hand. His cock was so slick, it almost thrust through Junsu’s hand on its own.
“I know you miss Junho, I know you do,” Junsu continued, and Ricky wailed in anguish. “But he isn’t here. I am here. I want you to come. I want to see you. I want you to feel good.”
Ricky moaned and nodded roughly. His legs slid up Junsu’s sides, bending at the knees, presenting himself.
Junsu fought back a sigh. He did not want to fuck him, but that seemed like the only way to get Ricky to actually let go. He glanced over at Changmin, glad to see a pot of oil in his hands. He tilted it, dribbling oil onto Junsu’s erection, splatters landing on the bed.
Junsu gripped himself only once to spread the oil around and then moved forward, holding himself down, against Ricky’s body. He tightened up with a cry as Junsu thrust forward and then his body just sagged and relaxed. Junsu retreated for a moment and then thrust back in, all the way. He pressed himself against Ricky for a moment before pulling out of the convulsing muscles. His hand went right back to Ricky’s cock and this time he stroked, pumping his hips and hands to the same rhythm.
Ricky was tight from a few days without sex. Too tight.
Junsu feared for his own longevity.
“Come,” he said, breathless. It was almost a growl. “You have to come now.”
And Ricky came, pleasure shattering, voice breaking, cries echoing around them. Those of his harem that had been asleep were no longer asleep. Ricky’s release squirted from him in heavy spurts and then thinner weaker strands. His body shook through one of the longest orgasms and releases Junsu had ever witnessed. Just when Junsu was sure it was done, Ricky was shuddering again, splattering more drops of come over his stomach.
And then he was crying, blabbering apologies and begging not to be punished.
Junsu pulled out his body and gathered him close in a hug, attempting to shush him with words. But it appeared that Ricky just had to cry himself out. Junsu let him, holding him through his sobs.
“Why ... why ... why didn’t he let me eat too? Why couldn’t I ... I should have had dinner too!”
Junsu frowned. “Ah, darling boy. Such a pretty thing. I understand that you miss him. I do. But we don’t want you to die. We love you. Your brother loves you.”
“I don’t understand,” Ricky said. “I just ... I want to die.”
“I know. I know.”
Junsu had a terrifying feeling that given the chance Ricky would take his own life, somehow.
“You are not allowed,” Junsu said, cupping his cheeks and making him look Junsu in the eye. “You belong to me. I want you. I want you to be alive. Your brother wants you to be alive. You are not allowed to hurt yourself. You are not allowed to kill yourself. You cannot.”
Ricky blinked, more tears spilling onto his cheeks.
Junsu tightened the hold on his face, shaking him a little bit. Not too much, but just to drive the point home with a bit of physical force that his brother often used. “You understand me, baby?”
“Yes, master. I ... I will not hurt myself. I will not kill myself.”
“And you will not ask anyone else to help you.”
“No, master.”
“Good boy.” Junsu leaned forward and kissed his lips.
Ricky’s smile was fleeting.
“Let’s go take a bath. You’re quite the mess.”
“I’m so sorry.”
Junsu shook his head. “Don’t be. I’m very lenient with my harem, and I need to learn that with you, I cannot be. It will take us both some time to get used to each other.”
Junsu led them all into the bath. Apparently, Uknow and Ricky were not the only ones that had been having fun with each other while he slept.
“What time is it?”
“Almost four,” Jaejoong answered.
“Ugh.” Junsu sank into the tub with a groan, pulling Ricky’s still shuddering body against his chest. Ricky clung to him.
Yuri and Sunny were the ones to wash him down, wipe at his skin and turn him around to clean up the mess on his chest.
“I need a new bathing room,” Junsu groused. “Seven was a tight fit in this place, and now we’re up to nine.”
“And you need more,” Sunny said.
Junsu narrowed his eyes at her. “Why?”
“Well, we used to be even, three girls and three boys. Now there are five boys. We need two more girls.”
“I am not getting two more harem members!” Junsu all but screeched, causing the rest of them to laugh.
“Technically there are six men,” Hero said and ruffled Junsu’s wet hair. “So three more girls.”
“No. No. No. Not happening.”
Sunny pouted. “Not fair.”
“I recall you mentioning before how it wasn’t fair that when all three of you got attention that there wasn’t another dick for you to suck on,” Micky said.
Sunny bit her lip. “By the gods, you’re right. Now ... oh ... oh ... it’s perfect.”
“What’s perfect?” Junsu said, leaning his head back on the edge of the wide tub.
“Six men, two for each ... now, we can each suck on a dick while we’re getting fucked without weird body positions.”
Junsu’s dick throbbed under water just from imagining that.
“Sounds like a great idea to me,” Yuri said. “Hani?”
Hani smirked. “Fine, but I get Uknow’s dick in me.”
“Not fair!” Sunny shouted.
“I said it first!”
“It was my idea.”
They continued to bicker back and forth until Hero asked Uknow which one he wanted.
“Doesn’t matter,” Uknow said. “Both of them have wet pretty pussies to fuck.”
“Is this happening now?” Junsu asked, lifting his head a bit.
“Yes,” Sunny said. “Right now.”
“Not in the tub,” Yuri said. “We have four beds.”
“We only need three,” Hero pointed out.
“Fine,” Sunny said. “Bed. Let’s go.”
Junsu thought of protesting, but really, he hadn’t had an orgasm earlier. He tilted his head enough to meet Hero’s eyes. “Do I have any meetings in the morning?”
“In the morning, no. Just one after lunch, discussing plans for your coronation.”
Junsu nodded. “Good. Plenty of time for a few orgasms and then a nap. Postpone the reality that I’m going to be the next king.” Junsu huffed and leaned his head on the edge of the tub.
“Fuck, I’m going to be the next king.”
Finger ran over his cheek. “You’re going to make a great king,” Changmin said.
Well, more like demanded.
Junsu pried open an eye. “Oh, really?”
“Yes,” he said with a firm nod. “You have to be.”
Junsu smiled widely because he understood. Changmin needed him to be a good king in order to take his land back, see his family again.
“So, orgasms,” Junsu said. “Micky and I will take Hani, Hero and Ricky can take Yuri, and Changmin and Uknow can fuck Sunny.”
“Hey!” Hani protested.
“It was Sunny’s idea. She gets what she wants.”
“And why am I being roped into this?” Changmin demanded, arms crossed.
Junsu opened his mouth to answer, but Sunny was against Changmin a moment later, arms wound around his neck, legs around his waist. “Please, Changmin-ah. Want your cock in my mouth, please. Let me suck on it. Choke me with it. Just ... in my throat.” She moaned low, rolling her hips, probably pressing her wet pussy against his dick. “Want you, ... want you to ... fuck my mouth. Pulling my hair, just gagging me. Fuck, please. It’s so long. Your cock is so long. Please. Please, let me suck on you. Please.”
Changmin shivered, pulling a smile from more than just Sunny. Her pretty body was usually enough to convince any of them to do what she wanted.
She pouted and slid a hand south, under the water. “It wouldn’t be fair if they got to suck on a dick and I didn’t.”
“Well, since I am all for fairness.” He rolled his eyes.
Sunny pressed a kiss to his lips with a cry of delight. She was the first one out of the water and on the way back to the bedroom, calling at the others to hurry. As always, Junsu very eager slut. The others shuffled out after her, discussing positions and who got to put their dick into what hole. All but Hero, who waited for Ricky.
Junsu held Ricky for just a moment longer and pressed a kiss to his head. “You okay with this, Ricky?”
“I do what master wants.”
Junsu snorted. “That’s an okay reason for now, but later, you have to tell me what you do and don’t want to do.”
Ricky bit his lip and nodded. “I will try real hard to learn how master wants me to behave.”
Junsu smiled. “Good boy. Now, come on. Let’s get out of this tub. We can’t let our pretty ladies wait for too long or they’ll start pleasuring each other.”
Part 4: Accusation
Part 3: Seduction
Part 2: Conversation
Part 1: Distraction
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