Blue

The World As We Knew It

"Fuck! How much did you pay to secure this one?" the man's voice was high pitched close to Vante's ear. It was the third guy to enter the room in the time he had been there, he couldn't see anything, the blindfold made sure of that, his body strapped up in the harness, suspended in the air. He couldn't move or speak, he was strangely appreciative of the ball gag because earlier the Armani suit guy had shoved his tongue and fingers into his mouth and he had wanted to be sick at whatever the disgusting taste was. It probably looked awkward, the way he was positioned on his back, legs raised, everything accessible... but it wasn't uncomfortable. People buy these things for sex play use in their own homes so he was grateful that it was comfortable, people wouldn't buy it otherwise... but then those people wouldn't be using it for purposes like this either.

"Does it matter? Just fuck him, thank me and get back to whatever you were doing." that voice belonged to Armani suit man who had brought him into this room in the first place, he was sure of that. There wasn't any introductions, it wasn't like they shook hands and greeted one another so Vante didn't have a clue who Armani suit man was. He often gave his clients nicknames, some of them he hoped he wouldn't have to ever seen again but those were the ones he usually did see have the misfortune of seeing. Some clients actually gave him their name, he always presumed the name was a fake one because most of the men he saw wouldn't want anyone knowing who they were. Vante was sure that Armani suit man probably had a family at home, his wife of the opinion that he was at work late or out for a drink with a colleague, maybe. His kids would be in bed, unsuspecting that their Dad was using his money to buy a whore and invite men in to fuck him before he'd had a turn himself, if that's what he planned to do. Perhaps he wasn't married and didn't have kids, perhaps he was single and just a power hungry control freak who had waited all year to have this opportunity?

The bunnies in the meadow had been joined by birds in the sky, he was laying on a blanket surrounded by wild flowers that were much taller than the ones he had imagined before. The flowers hid him from the rest of the world, pretty much like the darkness had done in the hallway of Jungkook's apartment. It was calm in the meadow, just a light breeze and the sun warming his body, he could hear one other sound aside from the birds and that sound was a heartbeat... the heartbeat of Jungkook. The rhythm of his heart had been etched to memory the times he had pressed his ear against his chest, it provided comfort now when his body was abused by the man with the high pitched voice that made his skin crawl. His body moved around, being jolted in whatever direction it took, the only person in control was the man grunting like a pig while he fucked him, his fingers digging into Vante's thighs.

Vante's biggest concern was running out of memories and having to create them because of the length of time he was shut in this room. The Armani man had told him that he was his for the night so he knew he wouldn't be having to go back into the main room again but he was yet to work out if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

He had accepted a long time ago that the only way he was ever leaving this job was in a body bag and he wondered if that would be tonight. At Bluebirds, Mr Ex had been allowed to get away with anything provided it didn't lead to death or maiming because they needed him to recover and perform again. Being sent here was a completely different situation and perhaps his punishment for being deceitful, was death? Even by Blue's standards, this punishment appeared extreme for a lie, so he knew there must be more to it.

Prior to meeting Jungkook, he may have been bothered about the prospect of dying tonight but he'd been given a small glimpse of happiness, he'd experienced an intimacy that he didn't believe existed and had someone look at him like he was special. He was grateful for that and thought it would have been so much worse if his life ended without having that opportunity.

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Bluebirds had a completely different feel to Starlings, Namjoon wondered if Magpies had a different feel, also. It did look more upmarket than the other club but there were also many similarities that told people it was the same chain. The blue illuminated signs that announced the club's name were written in the same scripted font, it's bright blue glow, standing out like a beacon.