[FIC] Changed - Chapter 2
→ Changed
→ YunJae | Slight YooSu | Slight 2Min
→ 2/27
→ PG13
→ Angst | Romance | humor | Fluff | Smut
→ Yunho came from London after four year with his degree. He was composed, serious and successful; the total opposite from his old playboy, reckless and wild self during high school. He met his only best friend from high school, who was the ultimate geek who worked hard to achieve his goals, in a club. He was shocked to see how his friend had turned into a prostitute. Yunho then realized how much his friend had changed and how their roles had been reversed.
→ Beta/Basic Plot -> kkogi
Chapter 2: His job
The wooden floor of the club trembled under the dancers writhing bodies weight. Heavy beats shock the air and filled it with colliding sounds. Colors of rainbow shone on sweaty bodies and the light lines crossed their heavy movement and touched their ecstatic faces. One man in particular stole most of these lights with his overflowing beauty and sexy body that moved ever so erotically to the beat.
Hands slid down his curves and bodies rubbed against his, trying to get the most of his delicious and expensive skin under their touch. A man pushed the many men surrounding the sexy dancer in leather pants and a tight sweatshirt that hugged his body and sculptured his curves. He pressed his front to the dancer’s swaying body. Their hips brushing and bucking.
“How much to get those hips working?” the man whispered running his tongue along the dancer’s neck. The dancer just moved further and smirked sexily. “How much are you willing to pay?” He cocked his head and slid a hand on his chest, still moving to the beat.
“Everything I got, sexy.” The man smirked and slipped five hundred bucks in the dancer’s back pocket of his tight pants. The dancer smirked and circled his arms around the man’s neck and whispered seductively in his ears.
“Dance with me some more” He licked the shell of the man’s ear to excite him. The man shivered and grabbed his hips harshly, thrusting his hips to show his excitement. The dancer laughed slightly and grinded against the man’s obvious hard on. The man moaned and cupped his ass, bringing him closer.
“Your slutty ass is mine, bitch” He breathed in the dancer’s ears and dragged him by his wrist. Pushing through the crowd and separating some tangled limps. He dragged him away from the dance floor and a little bit more further to one of the club’s private rooms. He slammed the teasing dancer on the door and attacked his neck. Biting harshly on the flesh and marking it devilishly.
The dancer closed his eyes and moaned with every touch and every thrust. He closed his eyes tighter when his clothes were torn from his body, when the hands of the stranger stroked every inch of his exposed skin and when his mouth sucked patches of the same skin. The hands roamed all over his heated body. The body that was so used to such wild treatment. The same body that was so sickly experienced even when his owner was not. The exact same body that was willingly violated.
‘Few more minutes... just few more minutes’
The dancer thought to himself as his mouth produced faked moan, and his body produced another faked shiver. Everything at the moment was faked. Except the harsh reality of the situation, of the man thrusting into him and of the money in his pants.
As usual, he kept his eyes shut, feeling every thrust and every touch that killed him and shattered his already broken soul. It was sick how he was used to this murderess feeling. The feeling of being violated, of knowing that his body was nothing but a dirty doll played by the hands of strangers. Hands that left his body, ugly marks. Marks that reminded him of how low his being had sank.
He cursed his life, cursed his need, cursed the fucking economy that didn’t choose anytime to crash but this, and cursed his soul for carrying that path. He hated it, hated every part of it.
He hated the clothes, the words, the touches and the money. The evil thing that drove people to the highest level of happiness and buried others into the deepest hole. He hated to pay his rent after a few nights with strangers. He hated how it took several more nights to afford paying his brother’s school fees. He hated how many time he would have to sleep with more strangers to make his and his brother’s life more comfortable.
But what he hated the most was his acceptance to this filthy life and this job as a source of income. He hated the people judging him for what he did without offering a helping hand. He always thought that if you had nothing good to say, or didn’t have a solution, then better shut the fuck up and eat some shit.
“Fucking sexy bitch, you like it don’t you? When I fuck you with my hard cock. Hmmh, cock whore?”
His eyes refused to open and his mouth refused to answer. He despised the moans immerging from the man who was ramming into him at the moment. The disgusting breath hit his bare skin and dirtied it even more. It made him sick. The man’s low groans when he reached his orgasm sickened him and his satisfying grin always paid the trick of bringing him to reality.
This was real, this was his life, this was his choice and he should shut the fuck up and accept the consequences of the thousand bucks shoved in his hand and just- fake another grin.
+++
Yunho was bent over a pile of files, unaware of the time he spent in his office. He was draining himself into work. A knock on his door disturbed his concentration in the business deal he was reading.
“Yes?” He shouted and narrowed his eyes in an attempt to regain his concentration.
“Done yet?” Donghae asked coming to stand at the foot of Yunho’s desk.
“Not really, why? Need anything?”
“Need to eat. Come on it’s already nine and everyone else is gone.”
Yunho raised his brows and sighed.
“It’s nine already? Time sure fly real fast.”
“It doesn’t fly, you over use it. Now come on big boy, you need to relax.”
Yunho ran a hand in his dark brown hair and eyed the pile of files on his desk that needed to be review, signed and finished.
“I have a lot of work” he stated.
“Oh no, today is my day. It’s Friday, and I’m taking you out!” Donghae exclaimed excitedly.
“It’s not a date?” Yunho raised an eyebrow and smirked.
“Aww, are you that desperate to go on a date with me?”
Yunho tsked and grinned sarcastically.
“Yeah sure, as if.”
“Now, where does your dick sways?” Donghae blurted out all of a sudden
“What?”
“Oh Yunho Yunho Yunho. You know very damn well what I’m talking about, so cut the crap. Do you like pussies or dicks?”
“Geeeez, you’re so blunt!”
“Answer me, idiot!”
“Well, I banged most of the girls in high school. But I’ve never tasted a Korean dick, but British are quite passionate”
“Dicks it is. You got to trust me in this. I’m gonna take you to the sexiest club in Seoul and if you don’t have fun and end up with a mouth around your cock, then call me a dick.”
“That name suits you well.” Yunho smirked.
“Whatever! Now move your ass so we can go home. You are not going to a club with this formal suit.” Donghae said and Yunho got out of his office with him.
Yunho laughed and threw his arms around Donghae’s shoulder.
“I’ve been to clubs more than you dear Hae, and believe me, I’m way more experience than you. So step aside and watch how things should be done”
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The wave of sound hit their faces once they stepped inside the crowded club. A group of girls winked at them when they passed by them. Two people were flirting, another two were kissing fiercely on one of the tables, others were dragging each other to the dance floor and bartenders were busy serving the countless people seeking for a drunken state.
The dance floor was filled to the brim, half naked bodies grinding against each other. The air was filled with the smell of sweat, alcohol and sex. Yunho dragged a heavy breath and smirked, it’s been a while and he was more than excited to relax his muscles by dancing on that floor that kept calling for him.
He took a seat by the bar and ordered a drink. After several shots, both friends were relaxed enough to officially start their night. Yunho walked confidently, swaying his body once his feet landed on the wooden floor. Music engulfed him and he found himself engrossed by the thrilling music.
A girl approached him with a seductive smile plastered on her face. She secured her hands around his neck and slide against him. He wrapped his hands around her waist and led her. Yunho turned around and another girl was sticking herself to his body. He felt it again; the power that he believes would never lose.
But those girls were not his target for the night. He was aiming for someone like him, a man. He let his eyes scan the packed floor and spotted two men, one dancing exotically and the other sliding his hands all over him.
The smaller, who had raven locks with the sexiest curves he had ever seen, stole his sight. He grinned and dug his way through the sweaty bodies and tapped the taller man on the shoulder.
“Move.” He ordered and the man who was obviously scared by his sudden order stepped aside.
He moved behind the raven and secured his arms around his waist. It was slim and handful and he loved the feeling of it under his hands. He thrashed his hips against the raven’s behind.
“Hey sexy” He whispered huskily in the raven’s ear and closed the distance between them until their bodies were like one. The raven never stopped dancing, his body swayed ever so deliciously against Yunho’s body and he was more than excited to see the man’s face. He nuzzled his nose on the raven’s neck and sniffed in his sweaty and sexy smell. God, he was intoxicating.
Yunho slid his hands from the raven’s waist to his hips. One hand sneaked to the front and caressed the raven’s chest while the other massaged his hips. The raven kept dancing, ignoring Yunho’s hands that were roaming around his body. He was enjoying the music, enjoying himself. He was trying to forget, like every day, but no one would leave him alone.
Yunho turned the eave’s body to take a look at his face. His eyes opened wide and his jaw dropped.
“Jaejoong?”
+++
“Let’s go clubbing”
“I don’t do clubbing. Leave me alone, Yunho.”
“Oh come on Joongie. You are hot and I’m hot and we can get all the girls we want.”
“Correction, YOU are hot, I’m a geek. So, go by yourself.” Jaejoong said.
“But I don’t want to go alone, please?”
“You always do. And when I went with you, you ditched me for a girl and I was all alone. Some people started touching me. Aghhh, that was disgusting.”
“But I saw you talking to Yumi and I thought that you were hooking with her that’s why I ditched you”
“No, she was asking me how to hook you.”
“Oh okay, come with me today and I promise- I won’t ditch you” Yunho stated.
“No Yunho, I won’t. I hate clubs, and I hate how people touch you when you dance just because they feel like it. I’m so sensitive with those touches, I hate being touched and you know that.”
Yunho smirked and circled his arms around Jaejoong’s waist.
“But you don’t have a problem with me touching you right?”
Jaejoong blushed and the words were stuck in his throat.
“I…I…I don… I mean… I”
“Hahaha, you are so damn cute Joongie”
“Mmm, thanks?”
“Come with me?”
“No, and it’s final.”
+++
Previous / Next
→ YunJae | Slight YooSu | Slight 2Min
→ 2/27
→ PG13
→ Angst | Romance | humor | Fluff | Smut
→ Yunho came from London after four year with his degree. He was composed, serious and successful; the total opposite from his old playboy, reckless and wild self during high school. He met his only best friend from high school, who was the ultimate geek who worked hard to achieve his goals, in a club. He was shocked to see how his friend had turned into a prostitute. Yunho then realized how much his friend had changed and how their roles had been reversed.
→ Beta/Basic Plot -> kkogi
- Previous: [1]
Chapter 2: His job
The wooden floor of the club trembled under the dancers writhing bodies weight. Heavy beats shock the air and filled it with colliding sounds. Colors of rainbow shone on sweaty bodies and the light lines crossed their heavy movement and touched their ecstatic faces. One man in particular stole most of these lights with his overflowing beauty and sexy body that moved ever so erotically to the beat.
Hands slid down his curves and bodies rubbed against his, trying to get the most of his delicious and expensive skin under their touch. A man pushed the many men surrounding the sexy dancer in leather pants and a tight sweatshirt that hugged his body and sculptured his curves. He pressed his front to the dancer’s swaying body. Their hips brushing and bucking.
“How much to get those hips working?” the man whispered running his tongue along the dancer’s neck. The dancer just moved further and smirked sexily. “How much are you willing to pay?” He cocked his head and slid a hand on his chest, still moving to the beat.
“Everything I got, sexy.” The man smirked and slipped five hundred bucks in the dancer’s back pocket of his tight pants. The dancer smirked and circled his arms around the man’s neck and whispered seductively in his ears.
“Dance with me some more” He licked the shell of the man’s ear to excite him. The man shivered and grabbed his hips harshly, thrusting his hips to show his excitement. The dancer laughed slightly and grinded against the man’s obvious hard on. The man moaned and cupped his ass, bringing him closer.
“Your slutty ass is mine, bitch” He breathed in the dancer’s ears and dragged him by his wrist. Pushing through the crowd and separating some tangled limps. He dragged him away from the dance floor and a little bit more further to one of the club’s private rooms. He slammed the teasing dancer on the door and attacked his neck. Biting harshly on the flesh and marking it devilishly.
The dancer closed his eyes and moaned with every touch and every thrust. He closed his eyes tighter when his clothes were torn from his body, when the hands of the stranger stroked every inch of his exposed skin and when his mouth sucked patches of the same skin. The hands roamed all over his heated body. The body that was so used to such wild treatment. The same body that was so sickly experienced even when his owner was not. The exact same body that was willingly violated.
‘Few more minutes... just few more minutes’
The dancer thought to himself as his mouth produced faked moan, and his body produced another faked shiver. Everything at the moment was faked. Except the harsh reality of the situation, of the man thrusting into him and of the money in his pants.
As usual, he kept his eyes shut, feeling every thrust and every touch that killed him and shattered his already broken soul. It was sick how he was used to this murderess feeling. The feeling of being violated, of knowing that his body was nothing but a dirty doll played by the hands of strangers. Hands that left his body, ugly marks. Marks that reminded him of how low his being had sank.
He cursed his life, cursed his need, cursed the fucking economy that didn’t choose anytime to crash but this, and cursed his soul for carrying that path. He hated it, hated every part of it.
He hated the clothes, the words, the touches and the money. The evil thing that drove people to the highest level of happiness and buried others into the deepest hole. He hated to pay his rent after a few nights with strangers. He hated how it took several more nights to afford paying his brother’s school fees. He hated how many time he would have to sleep with more strangers to make his and his brother’s life more comfortable.
But what he hated the most was his acceptance to this filthy life and this job as a source of income. He hated the people judging him for what he did without offering a helping hand. He always thought that if you had nothing good to say, or didn’t have a solution, then better shut the fuck up and eat some shit.
“Fucking sexy bitch, you like it don’t you? When I fuck you with my hard cock. Hmmh, cock whore?”
His eyes refused to open and his mouth refused to answer. He despised the moans immerging from the man who was ramming into him at the moment. The disgusting breath hit his bare skin and dirtied it even more. It made him sick. The man’s low groans when he reached his orgasm sickened him and his satisfying grin always paid the trick of bringing him to reality.
This was real, this was his life, this was his choice and he should shut the fuck up and accept the consequences of the thousand bucks shoved in his hand and just- fake another grin.
+++
Yunho was bent over a pile of files, unaware of the time he spent in his office. He was draining himself into work. A knock on his door disturbed his concentration in the business deal he was reading.
“Yes?” He shouted and narrowed his eyes in an attempt to regain his concentration.
“Done yet?” Donghae asked coming to stand at the foot of Yunho’s desk.
“Not really, why? Need anything?”
“Need to eat. Come on it’s already nine and everyone else is gone.”
Yunho raised his brows and sighed.
“It’s nine already? Time sure fly real fast.”
“It doesn’t fly, you over use it. Now come on big boy, you need to relax.”
Yunho ran a hand in his dark brown hair and eyed the pile of files on his desk that needed to be review, signed and finished.
“I have a lot of work” he stated.
“Oh no, today is my day. It’s Friday, and I’m taking you out!” Donghae exclaimed excitedly.
“It’s not a date?” Yunho raised an eyebrow and smirked.
“Aww, are you that desperate to go on a date with me?”
Yunho tsked and grinned sarcastically.
“Yeah sure, as if.”
“Now, where does your dick sways?” Donghae blurted out all of a sudden
“What?”
“Oh Yunho Yunho Yunho. You know very damn well what I’m talking about, so cut the crap. Do you like pussies or dicks?”
“Geeeez, you’re so blunt!”
“Answer me, idiot!”
“Well, I banged most of the girls in high school. But I’ve never tasted a Korean dick, but British are quite passionate”
“Dicks it is. You got to trust me in this. I’m gonna take you to the sexiest club in Seoul and if you don’t have fun and end up with a mouth around your cock, then call me a dick.”
“That name suits you well.” Yunho smirked.
“Whatever! Now move your ass so we can go home. You are not going to a club with this formal suit.” Donghae said and Yunho got out of his office with him.
Yunho laughed and threw his arms around Donghae’s shoulder.
“I’ve been to clubs more than you dear Hae, and believe me, I’m way more experience than you. So step aside and watch how things should be done”
+++
The wave of sound hit their faces once they stepped inside the crowded club. A group of girls winked at them when they passed by them. Two people were flirting, another two were kissing fiercely on one of the tables, others were dragging each other to the dance floor and bartenders were busy serving the countless people seeking for a drunken state.
The dance floor was filled to the brim, half naked bodies grinding against each other. The air was filled with the smell of sweat, alcohol and sex. Yunho dragged a heavy breath and smirked, it’s been a while and he was more than excited to relax his muscles by dancing on that floor that kept calling for him.
He took a seat by the bar and ordered a drink. After several shots, both friends were relaxed enough to officially start their night. Yunho walked confidently, swaying his body once his feet landed on the wooden floor. Music engulfed him and he found himself engrossed by the thrilling music.
A girl approached him with a seductive smile plastered on her face. She secured her hands around his neck and slide against him. He wrapped his hands around her waist and led her. Yunho turned around and another girl was sticking herself to his body. He felt it again; the power that he believes would never lose.
But those girls were not his target for the night. He was aiming for someone like him, a man. He let his eyes scan the packed floor and spotted two men, one dancing exotically and the other sliding his hands all over him.
The smaller, who had raven locks with the sexiest curves he had ever seen, stole his sight. He grinned and dug his way through the sweaty bodies and tapped the taller man on the shoulder.
“Move.” He ordered and the man who was obviously scared by his sudden order stepped aside.
He moved behind the raven and secured his arms around his waist. It was slim and handful and he loved the feeling of it under his hands. He thrashed his hips against the raven’s behind.
“Hey sexy” He whispered huskily in the raven’s ear and closed the distance between them until their bodies were like one. The raven never stopped dancing, his body swayed ever so deliciously against Yunho’s body and he was more than excited to see the man’s face. He nuzzled his nose on the raven’s neck and sniffed in his sweaty and sexy smell. God, he was intoxicating.
Yunho slid his hands from the raven’s waist to his hips. One hand sneaked to the front and caressed the raven’s chest while the other massaged his hips. The raven kept dancing, ignoring Yunho’s hands that were roaming around his body. He was enjoying the music, enjoying himself. He was trying to forget, like every day, but no one would leave him alone.
Yunho turned the eave’s body to take a look at his face. His eyes opened wide and his jaw dropped.
“Jaejoong?”
+++
“Let’s go clubbing”
“I don’t do clubbing. Leave me alone, Yunho.”
“Oh come on Joongie. You are hot and I’m hot and we can get all the girls we want.”
“Correction, YOU are hot, I’m a geek. So, go by yourself.” Jaejoong said.
“But I don’t want to go alone, please?”
“You always do. And when I went with you, you ditched me for a girl and I was all alone. Some people started touching me. Aghhh, that was disgusting.”
“But I saw you talking to Yumi and I thought that you were hooking with her that’s why I ditched you”
“No, she was asking me how to hook you.”
“Oh okay, come with me today and I promise- I won’t ditch you” Yunho stated.
“No Yunho, I won’t. I hate clubs, and I hate how people touch you when you dance just because they feel like it. I’m so sensitive with those touches, I hate being touched and you know that.”
Yunho smirked and circled his arms around Jaejoong’s waist.
“But you don’t have a problem with me touching you right?”
Jaejoong blushed and the words were stuck in his throat.
“I…I…I don… I mean… I”
“Hahaha, you are so damn cute Joongie”
“Mmm, thanks?”
“Come with me?”
“No, and it’s final.”
+++
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