Where were you all my life? 3/?
Summary:
Kim Jaejoong owns a construction company and that forces him to do business with the mafia even if he himself tries to remain within the law. However, some of the mafia men don’t appreciate that and keep threatening him. That’s why he hired Changmin, Junsu and Yoochun who are responsible for his security.
Warning: rape, violence.
Pairings: Yunjae, hints of Yoosu
Chapter 1 - Jaejoong Intro, Chapter 2 - Attempted Rape
CHAPTER THREE - PAYBACK RAPE
Kim Jaejoong looked at his reflexion on the bathroom mirror. He looked scared. He hated feeling scared.
When his attacker had touched his own neck with those hands, Jaejoong relived the previous night events and it send him running to the toilet to empty his stomach.
The dishevelled man touched his neck where a bite mark was visible against his pale skin. “His saliva on my skin. That wet feeling, hurgh!” He rubbed his neck, not satisfied he used a wet towel, then in frustration he scratched himself. “Fuck!” Another memory returned. A heavy weight on top of him. Being trapped, helpless, and vulnerable. A warm hand on his belly and thighs, long fingers searching for his entrance… His entire body shivered in disgust and he wanted to throw up again but his empty stomach rebelled. “This is not going to stay like this! I’m going to personally kill that bastard!”
Sounds from the bedroom finally penetrated his mind. Changmin was ripping pain sounds from his attacker. That pleased Jaejoong.
Walking back to the two men, Jaejoong passed by a picture of himself and Ren. “Ren…”
-All of you, get out!
The three bodyguards looked at their boss in confusion. Changmin was holding the intruder by his t-shirt and dropped him to the floor where the guy stayed unmoving. The tall man walked up to his boss who kept looking at his desk.
-Jae, he still hasn’t said anything. What do you want to do?
-I’m going to interrogate him myself. You guys can leave.
A disapproving silence followed. Jaejoong felt that the man behind him had also turned his attention to the same picture.
-I pay you guys to keep me safe. Yet this guy walked right into my bedroom. There’s a wall around the property, a garden full of guards, a stupidly expensive camera and alarm system and yet this guy walked right into my bedroom and no one knew he was here. Find out how! NOW! He may not be alone. I don’t want anyone else just waltzing in here.
So… Get. Out. OUT!
Jaejoong kept his unseeing eyes on the picture of a long gone happy day. Behind him soft sounds of footsteps were followed by a door closing. Turning around he went to the door, opened it and on the other side was still the key Changmin had used to enter his room. Jaejoong removed that key, dropping it on a side table while he used the key on his side to lock the door.
Yoochun had brought several pieces of rope that were still at the foot of the bed. Jaejoong tested them. They were thin but strong. The bruised intruder was still where Changmin had left him, slumped and curling on the floor, apparently unconscious.
With some effort, and more determination than strength, the business man dragged the slouched body to the bed. Jaejoong positioned him on the middle of the bed, stomach facing down. Then he pulled the arms up, stretched them as far as the chain allowed and using the ropes, tied each arm to its side of the bed. He did the same to the legs, satisfied that the chain allowed the legs to part just enough. Jaejoong easily pushed the jeans down to the guy’s knees since they were still opened. Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, the slim man forced his hands to remove the black briefs as well.
The guy remained unmoving, still out.
Jaejoong continued preparing, fed by anger. All his previous panic and fear had been replaced with blind fury and a need to punish. He removed his clothes and took out a condom. His movements had been so calculated and robotic, that it was only as he reached to put the condom that he noticed he was soft. Frustrated, Jaejoong rubbed his hair. “Now what?”
The man on the bed grunted and tried to move. His head jerked up at discovering he was restrained. His eyes searched the room and landed on Jaejoong’s naked body next to the bed. Surprise and anger flashed over his eyes while his lips curled in a growl.
The smaller man growled back and straddled the trapped man. Naked skin met naked skin.
Jaejoong fisted himself until he was hard enough to place the condom. The man underneath him struggled against his restraints. With one hand the slim man grabbed the captive’s hair and pulled, forcing the guy’s head up in an uncomfortable angle, while his other hand positioned himself at his entrance. Jaejoong was shaking in anger and pulled harder on the hair. He opened his mouth and bite hard on the neck underneath him.
-I am a firm believer in treating people with the same kindness they treat me with. So enjoy! I am only going to do to you what you tried doing to me.
…
Yoochun sat at the control room, reviewing the security tapes and could find no sign of how the man had passed by all their measures. Junsu was restless next to him, fidgeting and sighing.
With an angry grunt, Changmin entered the room and dropped in a chair, his face in his hands.
-No one saw nothing suspicious. I have men walking around the wall trying to find where he entered and other one’s checking the road for a possible car. This is ridiculous. How did that guy got in here so easily? - He punched the table.
-Calm down, Min. We need your brains. - Pleaded Junsu in a quiet voice.
-Look here. - said Yoochun showing schematics of where the cameras are located. -He could only have come through here. It’s like a corridor leading right to that balcony that Jae always insists in keeping open. But I don’t know how he could have spotted it. Maybe who sent him had access to the property plant or they have been studying the place for some time.
-Basically, Jae would be dead already, and right under our noses, if that bastard hadn’t decided to rape him first.
-Ah, Well… - Yoochun sighed.
Junsu nodded to the camera pointed at their boss’s bedroom outside door.
-What you guys think Jae is doing?
Yoochun and Changmin exchanged uncomfortable looks. It was the taller one who spoke.
-You kept kicking the bastard in his balls when you realised what he tried to do. If it had happened to you, what would you be doing now? And Jae was looking at Ren’s pic when he was telling us to leave.
-Ohhhh… Well, can’t say I pity him. -Junsu replied with a shrug of his shoulders. - Jae may be a softie but that’s until you mess with him. His temper even rivals yours, Min. Guess that might put this son of a bitch in a better mood to tell us who sent him.
-What if he doesn’t know?
Junsu’s mouth opened in surprise and Yoochun turned to Changmin with a lift of his eyebrows.
-You think he was just hired?
-It’s a possibility. He is a lot tougher than the mafia guys who were sent after Jae so far. And if that is the case, he may not know who is after Jae.
-It could still be Park Ri Ho. I’m sure TOP didn’t kill him.
-Problem is, TOP will probably only accept hard evidence. Regarding the suppliers it was obvious and easy to verify. This is different. You two know very well that we never did found out who was responsible for the other attempts on Jae’s life. And TOP never did anything all of those times. - Changmin slumped tiredly in his chair. - Jae has been on edge since what happened to Ren. It has made his reaction to the mafia trying to subdue him even worse. Hell, he even went to TOP’s club to complain in person. And don’t forget we’ve been hiding from him exactly how many attempts we stopped.
Two guilty pair of eyes looked silently at the tired young man who pointed to the screen showing the camera outside their boss’s bedroom.
-For now, I say let Jae blow off some steam. Like Junsu said, the guy will receive no pity from us. Tomorrow, we make a new attempt at getting answers. In the meantime we need to prevent this situation from repeating itself. Fix those damn blind spots and get more men.
…
Inside Jaejoong’s bedroom the lights were on and the night breeze kept playing with the curtains to the balcony door, showing glimpses of the dark night outside. The bed sheets were a pile on the floor on one side of the bed while on the other side a chair remained tumbled over. The previously spotless carpet showed blood drops next to the chair.
On the bed there were two men. One was on his stomach. His hands stretched above his head, bound by chains and tied to the bed post. His legs were also chained and tied, forced to remain as open as the chain length allowed. The white t-shirt was riddled with blood stains. The jeans and underwear were bunched up around the knees. He still had his shoes on. The slim man above him was fully naked, face a mask of fury. He was grabbing the captive man’s hair forcing him to bend while he tried to push his cock past the man’s entrance.
Jaejoong sighed in frustration. He let go of the taller guy and moved to sit further down. His hand landed on the naked butt checks with surprising force, the sound resounding in the wide room. Another slap followed. And another. He kept hitting in fast succession.
-You think just cause you can squeeze your hole that you will get away? Think again. You are not leaving this bed until I am done with you! Come on, you are the one who thinks raping is cool, you should be ok with this.
Tired and with his hand hurting, Jaejoong stopped hitting and made another attempt at penetrating. However the man underneath was resisting too much for the condom’s lubricant to be enough and the restraints still gave him enough room to struggle and fidget his body. He was having difficulty holding him still long enough. The slim man pondered his choices. He could move the guy’s body to open him up more but dismissed it. Even bound like this he knew the guy was stronger and he didn’t want to risk untying him.
The bound man moved his head to the side when he felt Jaejoong get up and fumble inside a drawer.
-Where is it? I know I still had some. Ah, found it.
With a triumphant smile, Jaejoong held up a tube of lube. The man on the bed whimpered, eyes almost pleading.
-Let’s see how your virgin ass likes me now.
Jaejoong returned to straddling the bound man who struggled against his chains with renowned effort. With a loud sound another slap landed on the red ass underneath him. -Stop that! - He used one hand to push aside one cheek and poured some lube over the hole, right from the tube. Grabbing his cock, he forced inside in a swift motion all the way in. The other man did a quick intake of breath at the intrusion, a pained sob escaping his lips.
-Fuck! - Screamed Jaejoong.
His hands grabbed at the man’s hips and he sunk his nails in to get more grip. After a second of clearing his head from the unexpected pleasure, he started moving his hips at a fast pace and as hard as he could. “Damn, he’s so tight. Shit! Fuck! Damn, this feels so good!”
Jaejoong’s mind drifted to the few times his ex-boyfriends had allowed him to top. It had never felt like this. Never this good. Never so tight and warm. The smell of sex enveloped him. He forgot who the man underneath him was, how they were both in that bed and why. Nothing registered in his mind except the way his body was feeling. He no longer could stop or remember that he was actually raping someone.
The low sounds of the other man’s hard breathing as he pounded into him drove him further. He wanted to hear more and louder. Jaejoong grabbed the man’s hair pulling the head up so that he could bite on the neck, earning a scream of pain. The skin felt soft and warm. The man’s scent hit his nose and increased his arousal. A loud moan escaped the captive’s lips and he continued moaning nonstop. The sounds went all over Jaejoong’s body and pooled in his lower belly. His own throat started to let soft whimpers and moans of pleasure past his dry lips. “God, yes! Dam, yes! Yes! More!” He never wanted to stop.
Suddenly Jaejoong froze in a silent scream and collapsed on top of the man while his body shook with strong pleasure spasms. It took several moments until his breathing calmed. Until he registered where he was. Whit whom. And what he had done. The man’s scent that had been so arousing while he was lost in a haze now overwhelmed him. His skin was sweaty and in contact with the other man’s equally sweaty skin. The guy was warm, so warm it felt uncomfortable. Jaejoong got his chest up, wanting to distance himself from the man’s back. He slipped his cock out and something inside him felt like ice when he noticed some traces of blood on the condom.
The captive man had returned to his stubborn silence, his face turned to one side and half hidden by his hair. He seemed to be staring into nothing. The body was taunt and tense, the hands curled into fists, the knuckles white from the effort.
Jaejoong looked to the same direction and was hit with an ice feeling in his gut again. The man he had just raped was staring right into his own eyes on the wall length mirror. Some hazy images of what happened before told him that the guy had kept his head facing that side of the room the whole time. The slim man looked away in shame, disgusted with himself. The anger he had felt earlier had evaporated. Even the panic didn’t register anymore. He just wanted to escape those accusing eyes. With a scramble, he practically run inside the bathroom.
Standing under the warm water, Jaejoong cried in disbelief, his entire frame wracked with sobs. “What have I done? How could I do that? Even if he tried to rape me, that was no reason to do that. God, what have I done? Oh, God! And I… God, I enjoyed it! Someone please save me, I enjoyed it. How? Oh, God! No! No! No! How could I enjoy it? Ren… Please… Please forgive me. I didn’t mean to. I didn’t know what I was doing. Oh, God!”
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Chapter 4 - Yunho Intro
Kim Jaejoong owns a construction company and that forces him to do business with the mafia even if he himself tries to remain within the law. However, some of the mafia men don’t appreciate that and keep threatening him. That’s why he hired Changmin, Junsu and Yoochun who are responsible for his security.
Warning: rape, violence.
Pairings: Yunjae, hints of Yoosu
Chapter 1 - Jaejoong Intro, Chapter 2 - Attempted Rape
CHAPTER THREE - PAYBACK RAPE
Kim Jaejoong looked at his reflexion on the bathroom mirror. He looked scared. He hated feeling scared.
When his attacker had touched his own neck with those hands, Jaejoong relived the previous night events and it send him running to the toilet to empty his stomach.
The dishevelled man touched his neck where a bite mark was visible against his pale skin. “His saliva on my skin. That wet feeling, hurgh!” He rubbed his neck, not satisfied he used a wet towel, then in frustration he scratched himself. “Fuck!” Another memory returned. A heavy weight on top of him. Being trapped, helpless, and vulnerable. A warm hand on his belly and thighs, long fingers searching for his entrance… His entire body shivered in disgust and he wanted to throw up again but his empty stomach rebelled. “This is not going to stay like this! I’m going to personally kill that bastard!”
Sounds from the bedroom finally penetrated his mind. Changmin was ripping pain sounds from his attacker. That pleased Jaejoong.
Walking back to the two men, Jaejoong passed by a picture of himself and Ren. “Ren…”
-All of you, get out!
The three bodyguards looked at their boss in confusion. Changmin was holding the intruder by his t-shirt and dropped him to the floor where the guy stayed unmoving. The tall man walked up to his boss who kept looking at his desk.
-Jae, he still hasn’t said anything. What do you want to do?
-I’m going to interrogate him myself. You guys can leave.
A disapproving silence followed. Jaejoong felt that the man behind him had also turned his attention to the same picture.
-I pay you guys to keep me safe. Yet this guy walked right into my bedroom. There’s a wall around the property, a garden full of guards, a stupidly expensive camera and alarm system and yet this guy walked right into my bedroom and no one knew he was here. Find out how! NOW! He may not be alone. I don’t want anyone else just waltzing in here.
So… Get. Out. OUT!
Jaejoong kept his unseeing eyes on the picture of a long gone happy day. Behind him soft sounds of footsteps were followed by a door closing. Turning around he went to the door, opened it and on the other side was still the key Changmin had used to enter his room. Jaejoong removed that key, dropping it on a side table while he used the key on his side to lock the door.
Yoochun had brought several pieces of rope that were still at the foot of the bed. Jaejoong tested them. They were thin but strong. The bruised intruder was still where Changmin had left him, slumped and curling on the floor, apparently unconscious.
With some effort, and more determination than strength, the business man dragged the slouched body to the bed. Jaejoong positioned him on the middle of the bed, stomach facing down. Then he pulled the arms up, stretched them as far as the chain allowed and using the ropes, tied each arm to its side of the bed. He did the same to the legs, satisfied that the chain allowed the legs to part just enough. Jaejoong easily pushed the jeans down to the guy’s knees since they were still opened. Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, the slim man forced his hands to remove the black briefs as well.
The guy remained unmoving, still out.
Jaejoong continued preparing, fed by anger. All his previous panic and fear had been replaced with blind fury and a need to punish. He removed his clothes and took out a condom. His movements had been so calculated and robotic, that it was only as he reached to put the condom that he noticed he was soft. Frustrated, Jaejoong rubbed his hair. “Now what?”
The man on the bed grunted and tried to move. His head jerked up at discovering he was restrained. His eyes searched the room and landed on Jaejoong’s naked body next to the bed. Surprise and anger flashed over his eyes while his lips curled in a growl.
The smaller man growled back and straddled the trapped man. Naked skin met naked skin.
Jaejoong fisted himself until he was hard enough to place the condom. The man underneath him struggled against his restraints. With one hand the slim man grabbed the captive’s hair and pulled, forcing the guy’s head up in an uncomfortable angle, while his other hand positioned himself at his entrance. Jaejoong was shaking in anger and pulled harder on the hair. He opened his mouth and bite hard on the neck underneath him.
-I am a firm believer in treating people with the same kindness they treat me with. So enjoy! I am only going to do to you what you tried doing to me.
…
Yoochun sat at the control room, reviewing the security tapes and could find no sign of how the man had passed by all their measures. Junsu was restless next to him, fidgeting and sighing.
With an angry grunt, Changmin entered the room and dropped in a chair, his face in his hands.
-No one saw nothing suspicious. I have men walking around the wall trying to find where he entered and other one’s checking the road for a possible car. This is ridiculous. How did that guy got in here so easily? - He punched the table.
-Calm down, Min. We need your brains. - Pleaded Junsu in a quiet voice.
-Look here. - said Yoochun showing schematics of where the cameras are located. -He could only have come through here. It’s like a corridor leading right to that balcony that Jae always insists in keeping open. But I don’t know how he could have spotted it. Maybe who sent him had access to the property plant or they have been studying the place for some time.
-Basically, Jae would be dead already, and right under our noses, if that bastard hadn’t decided to rape him first.
-Ah, Well… - Yoochun sighed.
Junsu nodded to the camera pointed at their boss’s bedroom outside door.
-What you guys think Jae is doing?
Yoochun and Changmin exchanged uncomfortable looks. It was the taller one who spoke.
-You kept kicking the bastard in his balls when you realised what he tried to do. If it had happened to you, what would you be doing now? And Jae was looking at Ren’s pic when he was telling us to leave.
-Ohhhh… Well, can’t say I pity him. -Junsu replied with a shrug of his shoulders. - Jae may be a softie but that’s until you mess with him. His temper even rivals yours, Min. Guess that might put this son of a bitch in a better mood to tell us who sent him.
-What if he doesn’t know?
Junsu’s mouth opened in surprise and Yoochun turned to Changmin with a lift of his eyebrows.
-You think he was just hired?
-It’s a possibility. He is a lot tougher than the mafia guys who were sent after Jae so far. And if that is the case, he may not know who is after Jae.
-It could still be Park Ri Ho. I’m sure TOP didn’t kill him.
-Problem is, TOP will probably only accept hard evidence. Regarding the suppliers it was obvious and easy to verify. This is different. You two know very well that we never did found out who was responsible for the other attempts on Jae’s life. And TOP never did anything all of those times. - Changmin slumped tiredly in his chair. - Jae has been on edge since what happened to Ren. It has made his reaction to the mafia trying to subdue him even worse. Hell, he even went to TOP’s club to complain in person. And don’t forget we’ve been hiding from him exactly how many attempts we stopped.
Two guilty pair of eyes looked silently at the tired young man who pointed to the screen showing the camera outside their boss’s bedroom.
-For now, I say let Jae blow off some steam. Like Junsu said, the guy will receive no pity from us. Tomorrow, we make a new attempt at getting answers. In the meantime we need to prevent this situation from repeating itself. Fix those damn blind spots and get more men.
…
Inside Jaejoong’s bedroom the lights were on and the night breeze kept playing with the curtains to the balcony door, showing glimpses of the dark night outside. The bed sheets were a pile on the floor on one side of the bed while on the other side a chair remained tumbled over. The previously spotless carpet showed blood drops next to the chair.
On the bed there were two men. One was on his stomach. His hands stretched above his head, bound by chains and tied to the bed post. His legs were also chained and tied, forced to remain as open as the chain length allowed. The white t-shirt was riddled with blood stains. The jeans and underwear were bunched up around the knees. He still had his shoes on. The slim man above him was fully naked, face a mask of fury. He was grabbing the captive man’s hair forcing him to bend while he tried to push his cock past the man’s entrance.
Jaejoong sighed in frustration. He let go of the taller guy and moved to sit further down. His hand landed on the naked butt checks with surprising force, the sound resounding in the wide room. Another slap followed. And another. He kept hitting in fast succession.
-You think just cause you can squeeze your hole that you will get away? Think again. You are not leaving this bed until I am done with you! Come on, you are the one who thinks raping is cool, you should be ok with this.
Tired and with his hand hurting, Jaejoong stopped hitting and made another attempt at penetrating. However the man underneath was resisting too much for the condom’s lubricant to be enough and the restraints still gave him enough room to struggle and fidget his body. He was having difficulty holding him still long enough. The slim man pondered his choices. He could move the guy’s body to open him up more but dismissed it. Even bound like this he knew the guy was stronger and he didn’t want to risk untying him.
The bound man moved his head to the side when he felt Jaejoong get up and fumble inside a drawer.
-Where is it? I know I still had some. Ah, found it.
With a triumphant smile, Jaejoong held up a tube of lube. The man on the bed whimpered, eyes almost pleading.
-Let’s see how your virgin ass likes me now.
Jaejoong returned to straddling the bound man who struggled against his chains with renowned effort. With a loud sound another slap landed on the red ass underneath him. -Stop that! - He used one hand to push aside one cheek and poured some lube over the hole, right from the tube. Grabbing his cock, he forced inside in a swift motion all the way in. The other man did a quick intake of breath at the intrusion, a pained sob escaping his lips.
-Fuck! - Screamed Jaejoong.
His hands grabbed at the man’s hips and he sunk his nails in to get more grip. After a second of clearing his head from the unexpected pleasure, he started moving his hips at a fast pace and as hard as he could. “Damn, he’s so tight. Shit! Fuck! Damn, this feels so good!”
Jaejoong’s mind drifted to the few times his ex-boyfriends had allowed him to top. It had never felt like this. Never this good. Never so tight and warm. The smell of sex enveloped him. He forgot who the man underneath him was, how they were both in that bed and why. Nothing registered in his mind except the way his body was feeling. He no longer could stop or remember that he was actually raping someone.
The low sounds of the other man’s hard breathing as he pounded into him drove him further. He wanted to hear more and louder. Jaejoong grabbed the man’s hair pulling the head up so that he could bite on the neck, earning a scream of pain. The skin felt soft and warm. The man’s scent hit his nose and increased his arousal. A loud moan escaped the captive’s lips and he continued moaning nonstop. The sounds went all over Jaejoong’s body and pooled in his lower belly. His own throat started to let soft whimpers and moans of pleasure past his dry lips. “God, yes! Dam, yes! Yes! More!” He never wanted to stop.
Suddenly Jaejoong froze in a silent scream and collapsed on top of the man while his body shook with strong pleasure spasms. It took several moments until his breathing calmed. Until he registered where he was. Whit whom. And what he had done. The man’s scent that had been so arousing while he was lost in a haze now overwhelmed him. His skin was sweaty and in contact with the other man’s equally sweaty skin. The guy was warm, so warm it felt uncomfortable. Jaejoong got his chest up, wanting to distance himself from the man’s back. He slipped his cock out and something inside him felt like ice when he noticed some traces of blood on the condom.
The captive man had returned to his stubborn silence, his face turned to one side and half hidden by his hair. He seemed to be staring into nothing. The body was taunt and tense, the hands curled into fists, the knuckles white from the effort.
Jaejoong looked to the same direction and was hit with an ice feeling in his gut again. The man he had just raped was staring right into his own eyes on the wall length mirror. Some hazy images of what happened before told him that the guy had kept his head facing that side of the room the whole time. The slim man looked away in shame, disgusted with himself. The anger he had felt earlier had evaporated. Even the panic didn’t register anymore. He just wanted to escape those accusing eyes. With a scramble, he practically run inside the bathroom.
Standing under the warm water, Jaejoong cried in disbelief, his entire frame wracked with sobs. “What have I done? How could I do that? Even if he tried to rape me, that was no reason to do that. God, what have I done? Oh, God! And I… God, I enjoyed it! Someone please save me, I enjoyed it. How? Oh, God! No! No! No! How could I enjoy it? Ren… Please… Please forgive me. I didn’t mean to. I didn’t know what I was doing. Oh, God!”
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Chapter 4 - Yunho Intro