SOFT BUN || markhyuck

7.

'You don't know how to read, do you?'

The branches of the trees were dancing as it could be seen through the windows of the hallway in which we stood as of now. The atmosphere got tense as I stared back into a pair of eyes that did the same yet filled with curiosity. My heart sped up slowly. For a second I thought he could hear it beating as well as he moved his hand back resting it on his hip. I swallowed hard.

Maybe I should tell him. It's not like he can do anything right? But then what if he tells Katsu? Would he even care? Dang it what do I fucking do?

I moved the clipboard in my hands, letting it hang by my hip. The boy followed my move and looked back in my eyes again.

Maybe I should just kill him.

Handing him the board back which he took with a trembling hand. I think we both figured out the result of the situation by now. The boy tried to move back but I was faster. I grabbed him by the neck and slammed him against the wall covering his mouth with my other hand. The board fell by my feet. His hands gripped my wrists hard trying to remove it but I was at an advantage. Eyes filling with tears, muffled sounds came out of his mouth as I choked him by the neck.

I need to be careful. Someone might see us here so I became cautious and dragged him to the room at the end; my room. The boy tried his best to fight as he pushed my face away with his hands. Closing the door behind me as I stepped inside and pinned him against the door this time.

'Speak a word and I'll choke you to death,'

I slowly removed my fingers around his neck, the boy fell down instantly. Sobbing and rubbing his hands together to ask for forgiveness. But for what?

Crouching down to his level 'Don't tell anyone about this, got it?' He nodded violently. 'Wipe your tears and shut up!' Pulling his dirty sweater up, he wiped his face. 'Tell me what it says by evening and get the fuck out of here,'

'y-yes.' he bowed, stood up, and ran outside slamming the door shut.

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Jaemin froze in his place when he bummed into someone after taking a turn when he ran out of the room. To say he was scared of being killed before was less. He wished that guy had actually killed him there, at least he wouldn't have to deal with what was standing in front of him right now.

The said person turned around. His expensive and beautiful clothing swaying in the air as he moved. The smile he had on his face that made his eyes turn into half-moon fell into a frown as he watched the boy. Eyes swelled as if he cried not long ago. Which he had. Sweater wet in places that gave proof that he actually did. And not to mention the fact that he was shaking in fear.

He dragged the boy all the way to the other side of the house into a room. Jaemin stood by the door as he locked the door and walked past him sitting on the edge of his bed.

'Explain yourself,'

Silence.

Moving forward as he placed his hands on his knees and intervening his fingers. He eyed the boy from head to toe. Head bowed and eyes on his feet. He signed loudly. Taking his layers of clothing off leaving a sleeveless white thin top he leaned back on his hands.

'Why were you crying?'

'I wasn't,' he mumbled.

'What did they do to you?' his voice was soft as he continued to investigate the servant.

'Why do you wanna know?' looked up this time.

No reply came out of his mouth as he watched the boy carefully.

'Answer the question,'

'No!' he informed loudly this time.

'Come here,' he commanded and stood up himself as well. Jaemin walked towards him slowly and stopped a foot away. He gripped his chin and moved his face up looking him in the eyes this time watching closely.

'what is it sire?' his voice was only loud enough for the two to hear this time.

'What did I say about calling me huh?' whispered.

'I can't-'

'What.did.I.say?'

He took a second to answer as he parted his lips. 'Jeno I..'

A soft smile crawled on his lips, that turned into a strong expression as the taller bit his lower lip.

'Get down on your knees and suck,' he sat down as he waited impatiently for the boy to obey his commands. Jaemin got on his knees, taking his hands on the older's knees parting them. He moved nicely between his legs and unzipped his pants. Taking his member in hand and stroking it, the younger took it inside his mouth and focused on the task he was given.

Jeno's hand traveled in his hair escorting him in moving his head up and down. A breathy groan left his mouth.

'Such a nice little helper aren't you, as always--'

The younger accelerated his moves.

'--fuck.. you only belong to me got it?'

Taking it out of his mouth with a pop ' yes sire,' he dived down on it again.