Prison of Love &Pain

Chapter 3-Lee Sungmin Part 1

2 months before Hyukjae's arrival

Sungmin's POV

Finally! Today was my first day as a doctor in a prison. Yes, you heard right, in a prison. I had always wanted to work with prisoners. I mean, they were human beings like you and me, and literally everyone (Even those prisoners) had a soft core under their hard shell. The majority of them were just criminals, or even murderers, due to certain evenst in their past, mostly their childhood.
I wanted to treat them all equally, not like the prisoners they were and not how the guards were treating them, like crap.
No, I wanted to show them that there were people who didn't care if they had done something bad but judge them after their personality. I believe that is what they need, and maybe they will start seeing the world with other eyes and not give up on themselves.

My parents didn't approve of it though and we barely talked to one another since they knew about my plans. Not even on my birthday did I receive anything. No present, no letter, no phone call, all I got was silence from them. 
Honestly, I only became a doctor because my father had wanted it and my grades had been good enough.
Initially, I wanted to become only a nurse. Being a doctor had been too much responsibilty for me. But, I still lived with my parents and had no job, so I did what they had wanted me to do.

Right now, as I sat at my desk and was reading a magazine about health and stuff (Rather boring than interesting) as the door was suddenly being thrown open! Taemin, our nurse, rushed inside "Hyung! Emergency! One of the prisoners wanted to hang himself and his cell mate found him, he was already pale and has blue lips. His pulse is weak but we could still keep him alive, just hurry!" 
The young nurse explained in a rush, I jumped up immediately and ran to the room next to my office where the patient was already lying on the bed. Sighing softly as it was the same prisoner who was here last time for the same thing.

"What should we do with you Tao...?" I whispered and then started my routine as I tried to keep the young boy alive. The raven head was Chinese, just turned 18 and had been imprisoned 5 months ago because he had been accused to have killed his own family. His father, mother and a younger sister. He was found with blood covering his body, the murder weapon in his hand and in a shock right next to the three lifeless bodies. The poor boy had been sentenced to 7 years without even a trial.
I believed that he was innocent, he just wasn't the type to kill. He told me that I was the first person he developed trust into. And I know you shouldn't go after looks but he was too cute with his natural bags under his eyes which made him look a little like a panda.
After  about 15 minutes we had got him stable and he would stay here for some days for observation. I would try to speak with him when he woke up and maybe I finally could change his mind that ending his life had no sense and actually would make his family sad.

Just one week ago a prisoner had succeeded in suicide and his family that had actually hated him and broken any contact had been crying horribly on his burial. People only realised how much others meant to them, no matter what they did, after such an event like attempted or succeeded suicide.
People could be sick sometimes and that made me feel sick. How could people do that to their own children? Okay, they were murderers, or accused to be murderers anyways, but they were still their flesh and blood!
Aish, if I say anymore I will explde! It really makes me angry every time I think about it.
I should probably take a nap first before I continue my work. I hope the next few months will become better...

A few weeks before Hyukjae's arrival

Hyukjae's POV

I really had enjoyed Heechul and his facial expression, the look in his eyes really had been the best, which was probably the reason I messed up and left my glove at the scene of crime. Don't even ask how they found out about the factory being the scene of crime, I myself have absolutely not the slightest idea.

Back to the topic, where did I stop? Oh yes. I licked my lips as I caressed Heechul's cheek. He was such a beauty. He groaned softly as he awoke slowly and  tugged at the ropes. "Hey sleeping beauty. How are you?"

"Eu-eunhyuk? Where am I? Why can't I see?" he asked, the drug still affecting his system.

"We are playing a little game, babe." I licked my lips as I leaned over to his ear and licked over it.
He groaned again, this time in pleasure I guess. A nice side-affect as the drug made my victims very sensitive.

"S-sounds good to me. Show me how much of a man you are baby." Heechul grinned to my liking. Finally someone who didn't panic and scream and cry and whatnot. Let's see how long that would last.
I smirked to myself again and got a knife. It was small and very sharp and fitted perfectly into my pocket. It was my favourite knife and it brought me luck.
"I will, I will don't worry." I said in a low voice and trailed the knife along his bare and beautiful, well not very long anymore, back. A thin red line appeared and Heechul cried out in pain but I could hear pleasure as well. Had I really had made a nice pick out this time and finally found someone who liked pain during sex?
"Do you like that, beauty?" I asked and bit into his earlobe. He cried out but nodded. "N-neh, I love it.. M-more!"

I could hardly believe what I just had heard. He loved it! Jackpot, Hyukkie! Jackpot! 
I grinned and licked my lips. Soon his back was full of cuts, deep and thin ones and the blood was flowing out. It looked beautiful. I decided to make him to my masterpiece, my most precious one. Heechul still wanted more and he begged me desperately to fuck him. That just could only have been a dream. It was too perfect to be true.
All this time I had searched for someone like Heechul and now I had found him.

"I will grant your wish now, beauty. Are you ready?" I whispered lowly into his ear. I was already naked and my rock hard cock was throbbing like mad. I wanted him so badly. The beauty had come to his peek twice already but he couldn't still get enough. I was hovering over him now, my aching erection pressed against his rosy, tight entrance.
Both of us let out a moan, he begged for me to finally enter him and I didn't hesitate to grant his wish as I rammed into him in one go. That cry from the feminine male burned into my memories and sent a shiver up my spine.
His voice, so beautiful. After a while passed both of us were a moaning mess. I thrust hard and deep into him, hitting his spot everytime and making him cry out in pleasure. As my climax neared the time came to prepare the last steps.

I pulled out of him for a moment, making him whimper. The next few minutes seemed like only a few seconds to me but were like heaven on earth. I turned him around, took my knife again and reentered him, holding my knife tightly as I pressed it against his throat. Heechul was still thinking about it as a game but as soon as I slowly pressed it closer and caused a small cut he was squirming and panicking.
I removed his blindfold and looked into his panic filled eyes with a dirty and almost insane smirk. I could see his fear, I could sense it, even smell it. My thrusts became harder and faster and only a few seconds before my climax overwhelmed me,I leaned to his ear.

"Good bye my beauty, my masterpiece. You were much fun and I think I might miss you but now I have to say goodbye. Sleep well." I panted and grinned as I came deep into him and cut his throat deeply at the same time.
I swear he had been the best and I never had experienced such a climax before. It was indescribable. Well, after I calmed down and admired his wide open eyes filled with fear,pain, shock; his pale beautiful skin on the front and his with cuts covered back I started to get rid of him.
Trust me you don't want to know about that part. It only would haunt you at night and you won't be able to sleep peacefully anymore. But as I wanted to clean him I was crowded. By fucking policemen. From that point my life seemed to be only a bad movie.