𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬 | VMINKOOK

Aurora

"Dreams, just dreams,
my beautiful golden dreams,
it seems my dreams
are missives of sweet consolation.
each dream I dream
turns gloom to a bright sunbeam
since the love that I gave
found a grave, all I crave
are dreams, just dreams."

I couldn't remember the melody of the song that had carried me out of my vivid nightmares. But the words. Those tragic words. They would always stay with me.

I woke up to sunshine, staring at me with those golden-brown eyes full of wonder and confusion.

A treasure. An angel was in my bed, and reached out to comb his fingers through my hair like I was some sort of sad, misunderstood creature deserving of sympathy.

I was naked. I was completely naked, but he didn't seem to care.

He held me, caressed me, smiled at me.

I'd been carried out of the darkness back into the light, but this time, it wasn't my groundskeeper who had done the heavy lifting.

It was the watchmaker.

I pushed myself closer to the sun and tried to make the distance between us disappear. I wanted to kiss him, to feel him, to discover what it was like to be embraced by something so pure and untainted.

But as I ran forward in a desperate sprint, I tripped on my own greed and failed to reach him. Our lips grazed each other, but the moment had ended.

I felt my Taehyungie stir beside me, and he groaned as he awakened. I reached out to stroke his cheek, and let my head rest on the butler's shoulder. Heaven, for a moment. I'd found heaven, just for a while.

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It turned out that the butler could sing, and that he'd soothed me when I was plagued by nightmares in the middle of the night.

It was nothing but an act of kindness from a sweet boy, and I wanted to slam my head against the wall for trying to corrupt him with my affection. A demon. I was a fucking demon.

"He's darling, actually," I mumbled after the butler left my bedroom, pouting at his unreachableness.

"Not as darling as you," Taehyung growled into my ear, spooning me from behind and kissing my neck like I was the water to his thirst.

I could feel his hard-on poke against my ass, but for some reason I could only stare at the door through which the butler had left us. "You like him, don't you, mio amore?"

Taehyung made me suck on his finger before he wurmed it into the crevice of my buttocks. "Hm? Ah, perhaps."

"Perhaps?" I asked, looking back at the groundskeeper. "But you two seemed--"

"The boy does not want to be with me," Taehyung mumbled, working his finger into my ass with a bit more frustration than usual.

I parted my lips to say something, but the groundskeeper pushed his cock into me just as I was about to speak. I mewled and gripped at the matrass, the first few thrusts feeling like torture as I hadn't been fucked by Taehyung for almost two full months now.

"Ah-- f-fuck..." I whispered, clenching my fists to distract from the pain.

Taehyung grabbed my leg and brought it up higher, giving himself better access to my ass as he snapped his hips into my trembling body.