The Secrets Within ||| Seonghwa/Yeosang/Wooyoung (Ateez)

5

Yeosang hesitated. He could see how much Wooyoung wanted this written on his face.

"This doesn't make any sense!" He said as one last plea to get Wooyoung to change his mind.

"I know. It doesn't make sense to me either, but... I need it, Yeosang. I can't explain it. Come with me."

The older huffed and ran a hand through his hair. "I'm not letting you go alone, but I don't like this." He walked forward and took Wooyoung's hand.

"Thank you." Wooyoung pulled him from their apartment. Yet another thing he couldn't explain, his feet knew exactly where they needed to go.

Even though Seonghwa had told him the address, Wooyoung technically had no idea where he was going.

He trusted his instincts, though, and soon the couple was standing in front of a large mansion at the edge of the city. Tall, ancient trees dotted the lawn surrounding the building. Flowerbeds were tastefully laid and well kept, adding splashes of color.

The front gate itself spoke to the age of the place. Thick iron bars separated them from the mansion. On the other side was a long, gravel path they would need to walk down.

"What now?" Yeosang whispered. He shivered with a mixture of anticipation and fear.

Wooyoung stood up a little straighter, then stepped forward so he could touch the gate.

It swung open on its own, allowing them access.

A hard gust of air blew into them and caused both of them to take one step back to brace themselves. Then it whipped around and started to blow at their backs, urging them to go inside.

Yeosang tightened his grip on Wooyoung's hand. The walk seemed to last hours but took no time at all, and once more the door opened for them.

"I don't like this." Yeosang whispered.

Wooyoung hummed. He could feel that there was something different about this place. The first thing he noticed that the air was sweet again. It was so strong and enticing that he could feel his arousal starting to grow.

The door behind them closed with an echoing thud.

Lights all around the room burst to life with flickering flames, illuminating everything but also casting eerie shadows in the corners.

The interior was beautiful thought. The grand staircase in the middle was built from dark book and had been polished and intricately carved along the sides. Ornate oil paintings lined the walls and dark maroon accents were spread throughout the room.

"Do you like it?" Seonghwa's deep voice came from the top of the stairs. His sudden appearance made both boys jump and he smirked. "I've spent a long time getting it perfected."

"What do you want with us?" Yeosang asked, holding his head up a little higher to hide the fact that he was terrified.

"Oh, Woo, you didn't tell him?" Seonghwa's eyes locked with Wooyoung's and made him freeze. "Come here, Woo. Let's show him."

Wooyoung let his hand fall from Yeosang's and he stepped forward. He craved Seonghwa's touch. If it wasn't for something pushing him from behind, Wooyoung might have hesitated, but it was like something was guiding him forward.

Before he could even fully register what was going on, Wooyoung was at the top of the stairs and Seonghwa had an arm looped around his waist. "Hello." Seonghwa purred, pulling Wooyoung closer so their bodies were pressed together.

"Hi." Wooyoung bit his lip and felt like a mouse wanting to hide from a cat. He tried to shrink away but another arm wrapped around his shoulders.

Which was odd because Seonghwa's left arm was hanging by his side.

Wooyoung felt his pulse quicken and he wanted to turn to look, but Seonghwa's gaze had him frozen in place. "I'm glad you decided to join me."

"What do you want with us?" Yeosang asked again. He was getting angry now, and he didn't like the way Wooyoung was now standing next to seonghwa.

"Shall we show him?" Seonghwa whispered, still looking at Wooyoung. "Are you going to help me Woo? I need to have your full cooperation."

This was all happening so fast. Wooyoung didn't know what to think, but the only thing he could really focus on was the fact that it felt like something was wrapping around his upper body, pinning his arms to his sides.

Another wave of the floral scent Wooyoung loved so much washed over him and he found himself nodding slowly.

"No! Don't do this!" Yeosang started running forward.

Seonghwa finally turned to look at him and Yeosang's foot caught on one of the stairs as he stumbled forward in surprise.

Now on his hands and knees, he looked up at where Seonghwa was still holding onto Wooyoung. But... it looked like Wooyoung was floating a few centimeters off the ground.

Seonghwa held up his free hand and motioned for Yeosang to come forward. "I promise I'm not going to hurt you. I need your help. And I'm willing to be most generous in return."

Yeosang started to crawl up the stairs, too afraid his legs would give out with how much his body was shaking with the sudden rush of desire coursing through him.

Something caressed the back of his neck and he shivered.

"Please, please help me. I will take care of you, for as long as you'll have me. I just need to feed." Seonghwa sounded almost desperate.

"H-How can we help?" Yeosang asked before he could stop himself.

What was it about this man that intrigued him so much?

Wooyoung was still staring at him with stars in his eyes and it almost looked like something was moving underneath his shirt...

"Give in to me. Let me please you like no one has ever done before. Not even Wooyoung last night. I can show you a side of yourself you never knew you had." Just the way Seonghwa spoke had Yeosang wanting to bow to his wishes. How could one person sound so convincing? It was to the point where if he asked Yeosang to jump off a cliff he probably would.

Wooyoung whimpered and let his head fall back. He could feel something starting to tease his nipples under his shirt and it was driving him crazy. The pressure on his arms increased and he squirmed in place.

Seonghwa's attention returned to him and an almost kind smile greeted him. "It's ok. I've got you. I'm not going to hurt you." Something pulled Wooyoung closer to him and Seonghwa's lips grazed against his own. "Do you trust me?"

As much as logic told him to say no, Wooyoung nodded.

The second he did, Seonghwa fully connected their lips in a kiss that stole his breath.

Wooyoung moaned into it and tried to bring his arms up to touch Seonghwa, but they remained pinned to his sides.

"W-Woo..." Yeosang choked on his own words.

Little did he know, he had nodded at the same time as Wooyoung, sealing their fates.

The second they had both nodded, it was revealed what was happening to Wooyoung.

Yeosang was shocked to see a large, black tentacle had wrapped itself around Wooyoung's torso three times and two thin ones had worked their was down the front of his shirt.

Several more were waving in the air behind Seonghwa. They appeared to be coming out of his back and were waving in all directions around his head.

Just as he was about to cry out in horror, one of them shot forward and wrapped around his waist. It lifted him up and pulled him to Seonghwa's side.

The man surprised him by breaking his with Wooyoung and slamming his lips to Yeosang's.

It had to be the most powerful, sensual kiss Yeosang had ever received. He instantly melted into the tentacle's grip and allowed Seonghwa's tongue to plunge deep into his mouth.