SOLD [MarkHyuck]🥵

10

Haechan sat on the bed with his knees folded back as he watched Mark dress up. He certainly radiated Greek god energy. The man had on the baby blue suit looking hot and princely. The red heads body was so sensitive it hot hard by just looking at Mark.

"I'm meeting my parents today. It's a party." Mark stared at the gorgeous boy, he then lifted the boys jaw up, Haechan opened his mouth as the older slipped his tongue inside then the intense lip lock started.

Mark left leaving Haechan in the house alone, a part of the boy hurt to know that he would never meet Marks parents nor will he ever hold the title another than Mark Lee's Dirty Slut. He padded through the house, only memories of sex. The older did day he could go home but he refused. He rolled on the bed yet he felt lonely.
Wearing thick red lipstick he waiting for his master.

First thing Mark did when he came inside was slam the beauty on the wall and kiss him until he turned blue, the he was thrown on the couch. Haechan moaned, he screamed he slurred as he was fucked deep and wild. It were as if it were a routine to come home for sex.

"Should you get a piercing on This belly button?" Mark slowed his pace, the youngers body moving under him which each thrust.

"Anything you want Master." Haechan moaned, he whimpered.

"Now that's an obedient lil slut." The older smirked, sucking on the swollen chest and red nipples.

"Master? Baby is a good Ahhh.....slut isn't he?" The younger sluttishly moaned, he pushed Mark on the bed, rolling his hips on the dick.

"Worth all my gold bars baby." Mark gritted his teeth when Haechan sucked on his neck, "Who are you?" The older regained his position over the younger, pounding into him.

"M-Masters......Ahhhh Ummm dirty......slut!!!!" Haechan bit his lips, his fingers tearing the olders back.

"You are too obedient baby boy." Chuckled the olders as they had sex all day long.

Haechan grew accustomed to waking up alone, he new that's what he had to learn, not to keep hope but he couldn't help but blush when Mark did something sweet. He wore the dress the older had kept for him, the bathroom occupied with his master. Going downstairs with his heels he sat revealing his body.

"Master........." Haechan giggled when Mark came down to the car.

"Ravishing aren't you baby boy? Are you bare beneath?" Mark caressed the thighs as his fingers felt the naked dick and hole.

"Baby wants master to ruin him.......on the backseat." Haechan licked Mars neck seductively. He giggled happily when his master gave him what he wanted, wildly as he could.

Bars, that were the two frequently visited after Mark owned every liquor you name it, in Seoul. Haechan had his waist held possessively by his master, the long dress making him the talk of the bar. The beauty suddenly felt uncomfortable, he was used to having hungry men stare at him but this certain stare made him get closer to Mark.

"What's wrong baby?" Mark turned to the beauty, Haechan smiled shaking his head.

Mark certainly had got sweeter but he wasn't aware of the discomfort his baby felt when this man reached out to him and he had to dodge the touch. He wasn't a prostitute, he was just sold to one man. That's it, that doesn't mean he was open to every man out there. Haechan pouted, he didn't want the older to be busy, but sadly Mark had to take a call a call.

"Don't.......Don't go." Haechan whispered to Mark with glossy eyes.

"I'll be quick. Hmm? It's important baby." Mark kissed the beauty on the neck and left him for a few seconds. That's all it took for this man to grope his butt.

"Fuck off!" The beauty hissed at the man, pushing him away harshly.

"I'll be fucking you. Remember your place and don't try to act all sassy with me." He chuckled at the boy, pushing him on the wall, Haechan couldn't fight back. He was weak and he started crying.

"Let me go!" Haechan whimpered, Before the man could touch him anymore, his head was dashed on the wall, a beer bottle following suit. Mark wrapped his arms around the crying beauty, his blazer been given to hide the boys body.

"What the fuck man?! He's a prostitute so why make scene? I want to have a few nights with him in bed so what's the issue?!" The man stood up, a punch was given dislocating his jaw.

"What gives you the idea of him being a prostitute? There's a difference between a dancer and a whore you disgusting man! Just because he dances at a bar on a pole he isn't open for dirty men like you who have a wife and child at home but seek pleasure else where?! Don't you fucking dare touch what's mine." Mark repeatedly punched him until he split blood and choked.

"Look, he dances at Ten's bar and he was tattooed on the neck okay! I assumed he was a prostit-" Mark didn't stop, he gave the man harsh blows.

"He has my name on his body because he belongs to me. Haechan is not a prostitute, he's a dancer and he's only mine. The sooner you realise this the better, next time you grope my boys butt I'll kill you." The older snapped the man's right arm as he took hold of Haechans stubby arm and guided him outside the bar.

The gorgeous boy cried, he cried so much that even Mark felt helpless and guilt. After hours of watching the younger cry on the bed, he came closer and hugged the beauty tight. That was their first hug, Haechan cried more as he fell asleep with damp cheeks. For the first time he saw how ethereal this boy was, he were like a Goddess.