"You made Mark mad I believe?" Madonna giggled when she found Haechan handcuffed and naked on the bed the next day. The beauty feverishly smiled at the woman.
"Yes madam." He whispered softly. He wasn't happy for Mark had left with Irene that morning.
"Call me Mommy darling. You passed the test." She ruffled his hair and gave him painkillers. "I'll be going to the harbour today, I wanted to take you but since you can barely stand maybe another day." Marks mother was sweet to Haechan, his aura and beauty had made her see future that no one could.
Waving at Mrs Lee, Haechan sat for breakfast, he wore Marks grey hoodie and a string panty. He loved the food, but missed home alot, especially pole dancing. He knew he made his master mad but the only way he could gain Marks attention was sex.
"I wish I was normal like her. But why does my heart break when they kiss?" Haechan washed the dishes with a sigh, he missed his family though he hated being raised at a brothel.
"Spread for me baby." Mark came inside the house a little drunk.
"I won't. You stink of her perfume!" Haechan snapped, he was slammed on the wall harshly.
"He's the one leaching off me okay! You are mine and should I show you that again?!" Mark growled through gritted teeth, the younger wasn't going to give in.
"But can you ever be mine?" Haechans voice broke at that question, Marks arms loosened as the beauty ran upstairs. He followed Haechan, pulling him towards him by the arm.
"Am I not yours already?" Marks asked in a small voice, Haechan tried to back off which result in him falling on the bed.
The beauty woke up to soreness, the pink ropes loosened finally. Mark had tied him up, they had sex all day and night like crazy. But it wasn't wild, instead he was slow and passionate. Haechan gasped when he saw Mark neck to him, his dick still deep inside his hole.
"Mark......ahh your dick....Ahhh why won't it nghhaa come out." Haechan moaned trying to pull himself off the olders dick.
"Just stay like that for a few more minutes." Mark mumbled, his lips sucking on the boys neck and nipples.
"You'll......fuck me again....... Nghhhhahhhhh." Haechan moaned feeling his master move inside him again.
Sex in the morning refreshed both of them in weird sort of way. Haechan didn't know why but Mark kissed him alot that morning, but then he always was kissed by the older. The younger lifted himself up onto the man as their tongues met first then they slipped in for a heated kiss.
"Gosh I'm fucking late!!! Baby hurry up and get dressed. I have a meeting at your bar." Mark pulled out of Haechan after of course releasing inside of him and brimming him with cum.
"Yes Master." Haechan giggled shyly as he ran up stairs, Mark ran an arm through his silver hair stuffing the boys panty into his pant pocket.
Haechan tried to go through the back door as he always did but Mark held his arm, he then kissed him on the lips sweetly. Their eyes staring into each other, the younger blushed looking away. A soft butterfly kiss was given in the bruised neck.
"You'll be accompanying me today baby." Mark softly whispered, he had been really sweet since yesterday.
"From the front?" Gasped the beauty his big blue eyes shocked.
"Yes. Let's go." Haechans brothers were shocked to see him walk in through the main door, in a red dress, high heels, his limbs golden and raw as he looked his arm through the olders arm.
Madonna waved at the beauty making her business partners shocked for the bitch never was satisfied with anything or anyone. Haechan giggled waving back, Irene scowled, she hated the tattoo on the boys skin. She hated that he sat on the silver haired man's lap instead of the couch.
"He's a slut! Why'd you even keep him by yourself?" Irene hissed at Mark.
"None of your concern Irene." Mark caressed Haechans exposed thighs.
Irene was here because of a bargain Marks father was forced to make before he was killed, thinking that his empire would fall. Sadly no one he had a Lion king for a son who sat on the throne immediately after. The older let his baby go meet his family before they left.
"He sure treats you well doesn't he? Look at the lingerie he wears!!!" Xiaojun sniffled admiring the expensive lingerie on the boys body.
"Your ass has gotten so full and round. Very spankable. Shexy!" Jaemin checked himself out in the mirror. It was time for his performance.
"He fucks me on a daily basis so I just it hardens my ass." Haechan started laughing cutely.
"How's sex with Mark?" Doyoung came out the bathroom with a towel around his naked frame.
"Nasty, dirty, wild and extremely pleasurable. I get so mad when that Irene bitch kisses my man. But I love it when he sucks on my hole though, it's divine. I'm starting to love being his slut but sad that I'm just a his slut." He frowned making the others go all awe, they teased him to the point he hid himself.
"Baby? Woahhh guys wear something. Go home with Mom, I'll check our cargo and be home at night." Mark stood at the door of the room, where all of them huddled together.
"Mark?" Haechan shyly called the older, Mark came closer with a smile.
"Can I stay here until you come back?" Haechan stood on his knees as he wrapped his arms around his master's neck.
"Okay baby. I'll pick you up on my way back." Mark licked the youngers tongue then they shared a sloppy kiss as the older left and Haechan fell on the bottoms bodies.
"Whose going to tell him?" Renjun filed his pink nails. Everyone giggled.
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Fanfic[Mature Content]🔞 Mark Lee's Slut Slipping down the pole felt the best for young Haechan, to feel his dick slide on the silver, to make every young man of the night want him was what he lived for. Being left at the doors of a bar owned by one of th...