Inspiration of my dreams | Mingi x everyone

Chapter 2

The next day everyone was awake and they were having breakfast and watching TV. Some of them were talking about the film they were watching while the others were eating quietly. Yeosang wasn't saying a word even when the others were trying to talk to him. Hongjoong was looking at him trying to figure out if he was okay or not.
Soon the manager walked into the room and looked at Seonghwa.
"The boss wants to see you." He told him and Seonghwa got up, nodding.
"Okay." He said and left the house. Seonghwa went into Mingi's house and one of the women there told him Mingi was waiting for him in his bedroom. When he walked there the other was waiting for him on his bed with a glass of whiskey in one of his hands.
"Get over here," Mingi said and drank some of the whiskey, leaving the glass on the nightstand and getting ready for the boy.
"Yes, Sir." Seonghwa nodded and slowly approached the bed. When he reached it he kneeled down on the ground, looking at Mingi's eyes.
Mingi turned to the side and slowly placed his hand underneath Seonghwa's chin. He made him look up and smiled. "Good boy," he groaned and forced the boy to get up a bit and kissed him. "Now you need to be as good as possible…" He reminded him and got up on his two feet, took his jeans off and the boy touched him through his underwear.
"I will be as good as always," Seonghwa said and licked his member through his boxers, while not breaking eye contact with the man standing in front of him. With one finger he pulled down Mingi's boxers and slowly started to place kisses as he was revealing more and more from the skin that was hidden under the fabric.
Mingi grabbed his hand and his neck, forcing him to stand up from there. He didn’t need teasing, not now. He pushed him to the bed and made him lay down, his head on the edge of the mattress. Mingi didn't care if Seonghwa was feeling comfortable, so he opened his mouth and forced himself in.
Seonghwa grabbed the sheets under him and squeezed them in his fist. Even if he wasn't feeling comfortable in this position he had to just deal with it. He preferred it if he was standing in front of Mingi because he felt like he had a bit more control because he could control the tempo up to a point. Of course, when Mingi wasn't satisfied enough he was grabbing his hair, and moving his head by himself. However, when he was laying like that he was feeling trapped because he was barely able to move.
Mingi didn't wait any longer. His member forced the other's mouth to open and he pushed harder, Seonghwa making a loud moan. Mingi groaned louder and caressed his neck.  Seonghwa was barely staying still, while Mingi started thrusting slowly.
Seonghwa closed his eyes for a while, feeling Mingi making slow thrusts with his member, which were getting faster and faster. He opened his eyes and saw that the other was looking at him. He started using his tongue as he was trying to please the man.
"Stop," Mingi hissed and as soon as his order was completed, he started thrusting in harder and harder, not caring about the boy underneath him. He was feeling good and at this point this was all that mattered. Very soon, he just stopped. He helped the boy to get up and kneel in front of him. Mingi took the glass and drank some of it, while the boy carefully licked his private parts.
Seonghwa licked his whole member, twisting his tongue around the tip of his head, before taking it in his mouth. He tried to go as deep as he could while keeping a normal tempo, which Mingi wasn't satisfied enough with. The man told him to move his head faster and Seonghwa did what he was told to.

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Seonghwa just entered the house and right in front of himself he saw San. Immediately the newly arrived boy rolled his eyes.
"Oh, fuck mouth boy?" San yelled after him, starting to follow him upstairs to his room. "Did the boss fill your mouth with sperm?" He asked and laughed at the words he just said. "I bet you don't even have the guts to answer me!"
"Will you shut the fuck up?" Seonghwa asked right before shutting the door in front of San. He sighed and leaned on the wall next to the door.
"You may shut the door in front of me, but don't forget who's boss's favorite fuck toy!"
They were like dolls, instead they weren't inflatable or plastic, but they were made out of flesh. Mingi liked them all because each of them had different skills and could resist his wildest dreams.
Seonghwa was the boy he usually needed in the morning, someone who can deal with his morning wood, so he was asking for him almost every morning. Even though Mingi wanted to have some sort of schedule for the boys, he usually asked for the one who he needed depending on what had happened throughhroughout the day and how exactly he wanted to relax.
This Monday was the day he really needed to have sex with Jongho and Yunho and he didn’t know why, but he just felt like that. Usually he spent the Wednesdays with them. On Tuesday he wanted to have this whole night only for Hongjoong, he didn’t experience anything to make him mad or angry and he decideddecided to take the opportunity, because Hongjoong couldn’t take any part of Mingi’s animal nature. Wednesday was different and he asked for Seonghwa only  even though in the morning he asked for him again, he didn’t want to have sex, he just needed a good blowjob and a little bit of striptease to turn him onw. The Thursday was Wooyoung, who he usually asked when he was playful. Wooyoung came here with only one condition, he didn’t want to have sex with Mingi, but he said he could offer something better. The moment Mingi heard about the toy play he didn’t like the idea straight ahead, so he decided to give it a chance. And surprisingly, he liked it very very much. And on Friday Mingi was angry and he needed Yeosang. None of the boys could take the pain Yeosang was taking when Mingi was mad, not even San, who was usually used for the hard bdsm fetishes Mingi had.
It was Saturday and usually San was going to spend the night with Mingi. Most probably he was going to come back here in the early morning, when some of the boys were already up and making breakfast.

San was in front of the mirror, styling his hair only in his boxers. No one of the rest dared to interrupt his half day long ritual right before going to satisfy his boss. He did everything to look perfect, to taste perfect and to smell perfect. Just like Mingi liked him, his favorite perfume, favorite tight leather clothes…
The first thing he did was to take a shower. Then he had some skin care and once he was ready he rushed to take the gel he was styling his hair with. He was fixing some parts and when he thought he was almost ready, someone entered his room. Slowly, he turned around and saw Seonghwa.
“Dinner’s ready.” He said and decided to go out again, but the desire to tease San didn’t let him move. “By the way, you should start using a little bit more gel. Than maybe the boss will like you.” He said and left quickly, knowing that this might make San angry. And it did, the moment the door was shut, San groaned louder and one of his eyes was closed, while he was trying his best to hold his anger.
“Stupid bitch…” He bit his lip and took a deep breath. Turning back to the mirror and facing his own reflection, the man got calmer and continued doing what he was doing.
Once he was ready, San grabbed his phone and started chatting with the rest of the boys. They had a groupchat for the moments they were too lazy to gather in the living room. And right now San didn’t want to meet them all, because he didn’t want to see Seonghwa no matter what. He even ignored his messages as if they weren’t even written.
The time was passing, minute by minute, hour by hour. San couldn’t wait any longer. He got up from the bed and rushed downstairs to meet their manager. He asked what was happening with Mingi, but the manager shrugged.
“I will let you know once he picks up.”
Yeosang, who was passing by, said that he wished Mingi was dead. San looked at him and smiled a little bit.
“I need the money.”
Yeosang shrugged and left him there, when the manager’s cell phone rang. He picked up immediately and starting the conversation with “yes sir” was what made San stay there. He waited till the talk was over and looked at the manager with curiosity.
“You’re free today, San.” The man said and turned around, returning to his work. San didn’t let him, grabbing his hand and turning him back to face him.
“What did you say?”
“Boss does not need your service this week. You will have to meet him next Saturday.” The man explained calmly. San pushed him and furiously turned around and went back to his room. He was mad… But he was sad. He felt like he was rejected, even though that was his job, to do whatever his boss needed to be done. If his boss needed him there and completely obeying him, leting him hurt him and make his whole body covered with bruises, San was okay with that, no matter the pain and the humiliation. If his boss wanted him to take a rest, he should be grateful. He wasn’t. He felt as if he wasn’t enough. He felt as if Seonghwa was more than him. Which he knew wasn’t true.
Little did he know that this had nothing to do with him. That night something really strange happened, but only one of the boys knew what and he had to keep this secret only for himself.