SOLD [MarkHyuck]🥵

9

Three days later and nothing changed, Mark would come home for some steamy hot session then leave like that was his monotonous life. Haechan though was sad, depressed if that's what sadness was called. He woke up on a empty bed always, his legs were widely spread which meant his ass hole had been had for breakfast. Dirty as it sounds, that how his relationship was with his master. A dress was thrown on his face.

"Wrap that. I'm getting late." Mark snapped, the power he held put Haechan on the knees.

Wearing the tiny piece of a satin red mini dress, he came down in red high heels, the older kissed him, his strong arms squeezing his ass. It had gotten rounder, his chest more like the right size of breasts. Mark hadn't exactly had sex with the beauty since he practically tore him into pieces a few days back, it was either eating him out or sucking the hell out of dick and ass hole.

"What's your name baby?" Marks hands slipped under the boys dress, caressing the soft dick.

"Mark Lee's slut." Haechan bit his lips in the car. His nipples immediately pointing out.

"Good boy." Chuckled the older as he drove to the familiar bar. Haechan got off the car, he ran to the back door as the older got off aswell but pulled him back.

"I have a meeting at the main hall. I want you on the pole." Mark bit the dancers earlobe as he left.

For the shock of Haechan, he found Chenle sleeping on his room bed when he went to change, confused but happy he engulfed the cutie in a tightly motherly hug waking the Chinese boy up from his sleep.

"Hyung!!!" Chenle screamed happily as if nothing had happened at all.

"They said you were kidnapped and......." Haechan lost words, he just cried happy tears.

"Yeah. A man legit dragged me from my pole, I didn't know where I was or what they did to me. He jabbed a needle into me and...........everything went black. When I woke up, I was naked........but your man was there. I don't know his name, he had the other on gunpoint. They argued alot, I couldn't make every word out. All I know was that your master wrapped me in his jacket, carried me out whilst the whole area shuddered in fear. He then took me to the hospital and called Ten. They said I wasn't raped or touched but sedated only. Thank you hyung." Chenle hugged the shocked golden beauty, so that's why Mark wasn't home for three or four days? Haechans heart filled with butterflies, red ones. His chubby cheeks flushing a dark red as he returned the hug.

Mark was at his meeting, when the crowd of young men roared as a gorgeous sexy doll in red made his way towards the pole, with lace under and red satin over his frame. He slide down the pole first, brushing his dick on it up and down, feeling the dirty music around. The Mark Lee dark on his tanned skin, he jumped onto the pole swirling like the pro he was, having done it since a very young age.

"What a boy! Damn......wait. Is that Mark Lee on his neck?" Chanbin squinted his eyes at the boys neck. A smirk pulled itself on the silver haired guy.

"Exactly. He's mine. Off limits." Marks voice darkened at the Buffy guy.

"Woah man. Hold up. I have eyes on the freckled cutie that's a newbie. He's shy and innocent." Chanbin smirked at the thoughts of Felix learning the pole dancing.

When everything was over Mark found Haechan already waiting for him in the car. He was proud of the improvement, getting in his saw the beauty dozed off with the jacket he gave Chenle. He sighed, the younger would get to that it was him who saved Chenle. He carried the sleeping beauty to his bed after they reached and tucked him in bed.

Haechan woke up a few hours later, Mark was at his office working. Truth be told he had never seen his master sleep, biting his lips he showered then came to the olders table with a red panty and one of his white t shirts.

"Thank you........for saving Lele." Haechan whispered softly, nervous that it might anger the older guy.

"You're welcome baby." Mark didn't look up but he smiled, he was happy that it made the younger happy. Haechan nodded, as he plopped on the office couch, his t-shirt rolling up. "Did you see him?" He asked carefully.

"Yes!!! He's happy and resting Master." Haechan looked up smiling sweetly. Mark looked up as well, their eyes staring at each other, loosing track of each other. It was the younger who first looked away shy and bashful.

"Good." The older fake coughed, how it everything get so awkward suddenly? "Come here." He decided to break the ice with sex.

"Hmm?" Haechan padded closer to Mark. He was made to straddle the man, which he happily did.

"Has your hole healed?" Mark had to become a bad lion to not soften. The younger bit his lips seductively, he pulled himself onto Marks papers.

"Why don't you see for yourself Master?" He slurred, his panty being pulled lower as his ass cheeks were spread to check his hole.

"Perfect." Growled the older as the beauty was taken on his office table, Haechan moaned, hugging the man's neck tightly, his limbs hugging his master's waist line.

From table to couch to the bed, they used everywhere they could, the younger screamed in pleasure, the sex was way too divine to say no. He feverishly moaned, his body being taken again and again by this gorgeous handsome man called Mark Lee. That was his name, his master's name, he was stupid to not know it when he had it in permanent ink on his body. He loved the moment they were in, he moaned loudly.