Mystic Messenger Yaoi Oneshots

(15) Yoosung x Saeran

Banner artist: Korkani on Tumblr 

//Word Count: 2,200//

Features...

- BDSM 

- Smut 

*Just a warning* 

{THANKS FOR BEING PATIENT, my one and only email request. Hope you like it :)} 

 The club was dark, and Seven was vibrating with excitement as we moved through the entryway and further into the thumping bass that consumed the main floor. I was terrified on the inside and was clinging to Seven in a rare change of personality and didn't feel like letting go until we were safe at home.

While I usually hid my shyness behind being rude and blunt, the troubles of the past had slowly begun tormenting me again, reverting me back to my true personality. The therapist said that it was me trying to be myself again by starting over, but who was I to know.

Seven's bright idea was that I needed to find some sort of distraction, and while I could feel my cheeks flame red at the thought of what he was pushing me towards, I wasn't quite comfortable with his ultimate plan, so I told him that I would attend this club of his, but, I wouldn't participate in any sort of activities.

All of a sudden, Seven steered us away from the main floor and made a beeline for the rather large black wooden door that was guarded by a big beefy hunk of muscle. I was confused, and in turn, started pulling him back, wanting reassurance before entering the unknown. Seven stopped walking and looked back at me with concern in his eyes.

He was wearing a sleek, black outfit, which consisted of leggings, a tight black tee, and combat boots. He had me dressed in a similar outfit, the only difference was a choker that he insisted I wear for the "club rules". It was bright, blinding white color, and was made with leather that was soft to the touch.

My anxiety was spiking at all the unknowns that hadn't been explained yet and all I wanted to do was hide behind my brother and shield myself from the world.

"Hey it's ok, I need you to take deep breaths.", Seven whispered, his hands raising to cup my face. "I know this is a lot, and I know you want me to explain a couple things to you, but let me guide you so that way I can do that for you, ok?", he murmured quietly to me and I slowly nodded, calming myself down before allowing Seven to take hold of my hand again and resume walking towards the mysterious door.

"Only exclusives get access into here, boys.", the guard sneered as he traced my body with his heated gaze. I whimpered out of instinct and slowly backed away from the leering stranger, but Seven's hand grasped mine firmer, not allowing me to run away.

"He's my guest for tonight, Mr. Han is my Master and if there are any problems you can answer to him personally.", Seven stated with a smirk, and both my eyes and the guards widened at his words, my mouth wide open at his brazenness.

The guard turned pale before rushing us through the door, mumbling apology after apology, before closing the door behind us. Seven just huffed before turning towards me with a smirk.

"Everything you are about to see is Safe, Sane, and Consensual. I'm going to explain every little question in that little head of yours before anything else, understood?"

"Y-yes.", I answered quietly, looking down at my feet.

Seven then gently tugged me through the hallway. It was dark, and the walls were a deep shade of red. At the end of the hallway, there was another door similar to the one we had just passed through. But the sounds and gasps that came to through the second door had me in a blushing fit and a pulled on Seven's arm again, pulling him to a stop.