En AO3 este cap es aún el cap 3 del fic, pero tendré que moverlo cuando termine y suba el siguiente cap (ese ya sería el 5 de 6 *u*). Tengo más cosas pendientes de compartir por aquí, y trataré de recordar hacerlo de a poco u.u
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Better than cigarettes
by RPMizu
Chapter 4: Sugar daddy
Long black hair swirls in midair. An unwavering aquamarine gaze penetrates the souls of the audience. A tall, beautiful young woman dances on stage, displaying her incredible skills with upmost grace. And Jinsung is here to save her, to get the hands of greedy nobles away from her. Her name is Elaine, but she is mostly known as Kaiser, the empress of this station. He is prepared to spend any amount to get her out of this inhuman auction. Sure, she will be a great addition for FUG, but that’s not why he is willing to go to any lengths to buy her.
Most men around him are excited to buy her now that they see she is not just pretty, but also exceptionally skilled, especially for a D-Rank regular. Some are disappointed though, since they expected the legendary slayer candidate, Jue Viole Grace, to be available for purchase as well. Sure, like he would allow some guys to put his Viole for sale. On second thought, he could spend all of his money and officially own his cute student, so it could have been a good idea to let it happen. His imagination runs wild at the thought. It’s not like he is going to keep Elaine chained now that he is buying her, but he can’t help imagining a recently bought Viole in a collar and leash, his muscular chest exposed and black leather pants tightly wrapping his legs.
Jinsung shakes those images out of his mind, for now at least. He will have time to indulge in fantasies later. Now he has to concentrate on the current situation. A ranker from the Lo Po Bia Family is arguing with a large bald man, and that’s when he decides to interrupt.
“I have taken a liking to that girl too, so let’s just all bid at once, to see how high the price goes.” Everyone is completely shocked when he announces the amount he is willing to pay just for a D-Rank Regular. Ten billion points. He was sure no one would go that high, but he was also prepared to keep bidding if he had to. “Well, it’s not that much. It’s not such a high price to pay for winning favor from a prized student.”
Now the girl doesn’t have a debt binding her to this damned station. If his cute pupil says he wants to save her, and Jinsung can do something to help him accomplish this wish, then he will do it. He is not buying her for FUG. It is his God’s wish that’s saving her. Viole just wants her to return to her old self, to be free. “My god is saving her, so it doesn’t matter what the reason is. That’s the kind of being a God is.”
A kind, benevolent, ever shining God.
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“You really became Viole’s sugar daddy now, don’t you think?”
That sly woman, sneaking her way around him every time. It seems to be a guide ability or something like that. He tries to sound neither angry nor surprised. He won’t give her the satisfaction. “You were the one who called and told me I had to buy that girl for Viole.”
“Yes, and you got jealous at first, didn’t you?” Her teasing smirk gets on his nerves.
“You explained poorly on purpose. You made it sound like Viole were interested in having that girl for himself, when in fact he just wanted to help her as he does with everyone else.”
“Well, you could be buying the girl who becomes his wife in the future, you never know. He already has a lot of powerful girls chasing after him. It wouldn’t surprise me at all if Kaiser also ends up in love with our little god.”
This trolling witch is always trying to make him angry, throwing truth bombs like nobody’s business with a serious face. “Whichever the case, it was part of Viole’s plan. It’s not like I did something out of the blue just to please him.”
“Whatever you say. You still buy all of his clothes, I have seen you feeding him sweets directly into his mouth, and now you spend an enormous amount of money just to make him smile. And you have sex with him too, so how’s that not being a sugar daddy? Are you hoping to get something in return from him this time too, just like a sugar daddy?”
She didn’t have to repeat the term sugar daddy so much. However, Jinsung doesn’t know how to answer, so he just rolls his eyes. He knows she is right: he indeed is some kind of sugar daddy to Viole now. The fact that he was searching for him just now, hoping he could take Viole to a private room with him doesn’t help his case at all. Yes, he pictured himself demanding sex from Viole in exchange of this favor, even if he wasn’t going to do it for real. He does want to see him smiling at him and telling him how grateful he is for the favor, though. Hwaryun’s lips twist into knowing smirk. “She will be a great ally for Viole in the future.” He simply sets with. Hwaryun closes her eyes.
“That’s true, and that’s also why I approved of Viole’s idea. FUG can spend this kind of money, after all. It’s a simple solution that makes everyone happy, just as Viole wanted. But you can’t deny you did it gladly just to please our kind lord.”
“I’m just proud of our kind lord, as you put it. He is becoming more and more like a real god, always trying to help those in need, whichever the cost. Now it wasn’t a difficult thing to do, but sometimes is not so easy, and in either case he is still prepared to put his own life on the line, because he doesn’t want to leave anyone behind.”
“Yes, and that’s called being naïve, and we both know it.” However, her ever serious face transforms into a somewhat loving smile, an expression he never saw, and never thought seeing, in the cold witch. “But…” she turns her back to him, interlacing her fingers behind her. “I can’t say I dislike his methods.”
Jinsung smiles warmly, like he doesn’t usually do either. Viole has the mysterious power to make people who are already frozen inside, like both of them, feel warm again at the thought of him. “Of course. He is the God we chose, after all.”
Hwaryun turns to look at him again. “He is a handful sometimes, though. I’m glad he has Khun to keep him out of trouble most of the time, but it would be even better if he wasn’t so indulging of him.” A vein grows on his forehead at the mention of that boy’s name. So Hwaryun also thinks they are a good match, huh? She is back to her deadpan expression, so he can’t tell if she is saying that just to upset him on purpose or not. If that’s the case, she is succeeding, but he won’t let it show. He will swallow his jealousy for now. “Well, I’m going back now. If you find Viole, try not to be so greedy when you collect his debt.”
“You really enjoy making me seem like a perverted old man, don’t you?”
She just side-smiles at him and disappears from sight. Jinsung scratches the back of his neck and lets out a deep sigh. Whatever. Now back into searching for his student.
He finds him fast enough. Viole is sitting at a table with some of his friends, talking and laughing with enthusiasm. The Khun kid is right beside him, with the Crocodile mounted on his back. He can’t see the face of the blue-haired man, but Viole seems concerned for him, for whatever reason. Jeez, don’t make him worry when I just made him happy, it’s such a waste. He crosses his arms and stares at his student, waiting for him to notice. It takes only seconds for Viole to distinguish him in the distance. The bright smile he gives him makes Jinsung’s heart flutter a little. Still leaning against the wall and keeping his cool as always, he smiles back and makes a gesture with his hand, telling him to come with him. Viole looks at his friends, probably making a fast excuse, and leaves the table. Turning to look at Viole’s departing figure, he can see the concerned look in the Khun boy’s face. The Jahad Princess sitting there doesn’t seem too happy to see Viole going away either. Jinsung smirks satisfied with their reactions. Sorry, but I’m stealing my boy for a while. Then his smile drops. He is going to come back to you all anyway, and be away from me.
“Master!” Viole runs to his side, with a broad smile on those round lips. Its brightness always makes Jinsung’s bad thoughts go away. “I heard from Miss Hwaryun that everything is set with Kaiser.”
“Yeah, her debt was cancelled and she is leaving with me this afternoon. She won’t be part of FUG officially, even if we used their money, but she will be a good ally for you in the future.”
Viole pouts a little. He looks like a little kid, now that his hair is no longer covering his baby face. “We didn’t save her for that, but it is good to have another teammate.”
“I know. She is your friend now, right?” Viole nods energetically while he walks alongside his master, oblivious to Jinsung’s intentions of leading him to a place with no other people around. If I must let you go to them, then I’ll make the best of our few moments together. “You are smiling more frequently nowadays. You were laughing a lot with those kids just now.”
“Yes! I’m so happy to be with my friends again. I hadn’t seen some of them in a long time.” Jinsung feels a little envious when he sees Viole smiling like that for others that are not him, but his gladness for him is several times bigger than his jealousy. This is why he accepted Viole leaving FUG, after all, to see this bright smile.
However, something is still irking him. “I saw you were concerned about that guy from the Khun Family. Did something happen?” His wide smile changes immediately into a worried look. Damn that boy for making his Viole look like this. Like he said to that Wangnan kid once, he won’t forgive anyone who dares to bully his cute apprentice.
“Mr. Khun seemed spaced-out, like he was worried about something, even when everything came out even better than anticipated. I don’t know what happened, because he always hides those things from me…”
“You really like him.” He interrupts, now having difficulty to just swallow the bitter taste lingering in his throat. Viole nods slowly, still worried about that other man. “Have you slept with him already?”
His student seems surprised at first. Did he really think he would forget about the confession he made that night they spent together? Viole looks for other people who might listen to their conversation which suddenly became awkward. Thankfully, there’s no one around, just as Jinsung had planned. “No… not yet.”
“So you plan on doing it, though.” Jinsung feels the irritation growing up inside him. The clueless look on his student’s face makes it even worse. It seems he still doesn’t know he is being kind of unfaithful. But Jinsung knows he shouldn’t complain. It’s not like they are formally lovers, after all, and Viole isn’t even in a relationship with that Khun boy either. Not yet, at least. Still, just the thought of Viole in the arms of someone else makes his blood boil. But I must let him go, right? “And what are you waiting for? He seems so enamored with you, after all.”
“Really!?” Viole’s face lights up upon hearing those words, and a pang of anger assaults Jinsung again. It surprises him to see his student so happily astonished. How could he not know thtat? Jinsung hasn’t even spent time with the other boy and still knows Khun is totally in love with Viole. It looked like he would move heaven and earth in order to please him. He wasn’t going to tell that to Viole though. If he is oblivious, then it’s better for Jinsung, at least for now. “If that’s the case, then why hasn’t he tried doing anything to me yet?”
An angry vein grows on Jinsung’s forehead. Is he really asking for advice on how to interpret the affections of another man? “Well, he seems to be the kind of guy who won’t do anything until he is sure he won’t be making a mistake. If he cares for you as I think he does, then he could be trying to be even more cautious with you.”
“T-Then… should I be blunter about it? He seems to like me being innocent and all, so I decided to just wait, but I don’t want him to take six whole years like you did, Master.”
What did he just say? He knew Viole was sort of playing with him that night before he started a team with that loud blonde guy and his other weak comrades, but now he is doing the same thing with that Khun boy? “You are such a devil. Why are you playing with him too?” Now he doesn’t know if he should feel enraged or have pity for that poor soul.
“Huh? Why do you say that, Master? I’m not playing with anyone.”
“You are. You totally are.” Viole looks genuinely confused. He doesn’t get it at all, and Jinsung can’t help letting out a tired sigh. “By the way you speak, you know he feels attracted to you, but you are only seducing him without actually saying anything or taking any action, waiting for him to come and eat you.”
“Yeah.” And he just admits it like that!? “Is that a bad thing? It’s just… he seems to like me being more passive and clueless, and I just want him to desire me more, that’s all…”
Now he looks embarrassed. That’s definitely not fair, not for him, and not for that poor boy. Viole sincerely doesn’t even know what he is doing. Jinsung should have known though. Viole is not the type to just take action in this kind of things, if his experience with him is an indicator of something. He is like a spider: he sets up a trap and lures you in, and you don’t know you are trapped until is too late to regret it. The worst part is that Viole doesn’t even know it. He thinks he is pretending to be innocent, but in the end he is not pretending anything: he is genuinely clueless and has no malicious intent at all. Jinsung feels dumbfounded to discover once again how full of contradictions, which somehow match together perfectly like puzzle pieces, this boy is. He is sure Viole will be the downfall of many unfortunate souls, and he won’t even know it. A devilish angel indeed.
“…Like I want you to desire me more too, Master.” God, he should feel angrier. Not only is he playing with another man, he is still playing with him too. But his pure-hearted flirting is simply too delicious to resist. It’s even worse when Viole looks around, finding no one again, and then approaches him. Their chests touch, Viole’s hand reaches for his face and he deposits a soft kiss on Jinsung’s lips. “I feel like I have to pay you for what you did for me, Master, and I don’t know what else I can do for you.”
Shit, that does sound like he is Viole’s sugar daddy, like Hwaryun said. It isn’t too bad though, if he can have this gorgeous boy all to himself even if just for a few hours. So he grabs his shoulders, pushes him onto the wall behind him, and then kisses him again, devouring the insides of that appetizing mouth. God, he missed this so much. He has his sweets now, so he doesn’t have to smoke, but Viole will always be the best drug. If he wants to pay, yeah, this is the best way, even if it makes him seem even more like a depraved sugar daddy. “Of course you should thank me. Helping her didn’t come out cheap. You should be grateful.”
A little out of breath, Viole smiles brightly when they break apart. “…Ah, of course I’m grateful, Master! Now Elaine is free, we cleared this station and Endorsi doesn’t have to resign her name as a Jahad Princess. All thanks to you.”
“Mmm, you shouldn’t be talking about other people when you are with me, you know.” Jinsung nibs and sucks at his graceful neck, earning a suffocated moan from Viole. He knows he shouldn’t mark him right now, but he can’t help it, not when he hasn’t seen him in such a long time. Viole will have to be careful around his comrades. Well, if someone sees him, they will know he has an owner, so it’s not so bad after all. A temporary owner at best, his mind tells him, but he chooses to brush away those uncomfortable thoughts. For now.
“Sorry… Let me compensate you, Master.” Viole’s arms cross behind his master’s head, pulling him in for another kiss, soft and slow this time. They keep kissing for a long while, just tasting each other after the long time they have been apart. Jinsung feels Viole’s body relaxing against his own, and he finds himself doing the same, as the warmth of the boy gets hold of him. “What can I do to please you? Tell me.”
A dangerous wave of heat runs through Jinsung’s entire being. Just those words, said between soft sighs, are enough to make his pants feel uncomfortably tight. And the possibility of being seen makes it even more exciting. Look at me, I should be the responsible adult. But he won’t care. Not now. Not when they have so little time. “You could let me touch you a bit.”
“R-right here?” He sounds nervous, but excited at the same time. He looks around for the tenth time, and then nods slowly, cheeks colored a pale pink. “Ok…” Jinsung wastes no time. He quickly unzips Viole’s pants, takes his half-erect penis out and starts stroking it immediately, soon catching a satisfactory rhythm. He licks his own lips at the sight in front of him: Viole shivering in pleasure against the wall, golden eyes half open, cheeks flushed and quiet moans, carefully suffocated so none notices them. “But, Master…” his voice comes out shaky. “I’m the one who is trying to pay you back. I shouldn’t just receive pleasure from you…”
With his hands shaking a bit, Viole imitates Jinsung’s movements. After carefully unzipping his pants, he starts caressing that bigger, fully erected cock, in time with his master’s strokes to his own. Jinsung lets out a blissful groan. “God… you are so good.” Viole touches sensible spots with incredible accuracy. It’s clear he is trying hard to concentrate even when the pleasure is starting to blind him. “When did you get so good at this?” If Viole hadn’t already said he hasn’t done it with the Khun boy yet, he would be deeply concerned.
“I’m just doing what you are doing to me, Master… And I have practiced a lot with myself since the last time we were together.” Like always, he says he most embarrassing things with a straight face. “Am I good at this, Master?” Golden eyes look at him directly, asking for compliment. It’s so cute he can’t deny it to him.
“Yes, you really are. You are such a good student.”
With the hand that isn’t touching his pupil yet, the one that was placed against the wall and was trapping Viole between it and his own body, he pats Viole’s head as his student smiles contented between sighs. Jinsung loved Viole’s long hair, so it’s kind of a waste for him to have it so short now, but he looks cute nonetheless, and his short hair is definitely easier to mess up. However, it is also the sign that he is not the slayer candidate anymore. He is not his Viole; he is Bam, the ace of his team. And he is going further and further away from him.
Jinsung shakes his head, concentrating in what Viole said instead. “Do you think about me when you touch yourself?” His strokes go up in rhythm, and Viole closes his eyes, then nods effusively, melting in pleasure. “Do you use the toy I gave you?” Another nod without hesitation, while he bites his lower lip to not let out a loud noise. Jinsung feels himself growing even harder at his mental image of Viole touching himself, alone in his room, thinking about his dear Master. “I want you to say it. Say it, Viole.”
With the hand that was petting his hair, Jinsung gets a firm grip of his jaw, forcing him to look directly into his eyes. Viole opens his mouth slightly, but all that comes out are soft moans that go up in volume. The boy can’t move his own hands anymore, but Jinsung doesn’t care. He is too fixed in making this little god come. After a few strokes, Viole climaxes all over his hand and his back slips against the wall, ending up sitting on the floor, clothes and hair disheveled, panting hard. He is not done yet, though. After catching his breath a little, Viole gets on his knees and his hands reach Jinsung’s still throbbing erection.
“I… I-I think about Master when I touch myself…” He can finally answer to his command, and that shy whisper almost gets Jinsung a nosebleed. “I said I will compensate you for buying Kaiser for me. Let… let me do it, please.”
Jinsung nearly cries out when Viole takes the tip of his dick inside his mouth, without any warning. How has he missed this small, hot mouth. It has been so long, he can’t help grabbing his head and thrusting a bit between those lips. He notices Viole choking a little, eyes teary and mouth full of his cock. However, he doesn’t try to get away. On the contrary, he sucks harder and then licks the full length, just to take it again deep into his own throat. He could be better at this, of course, but God, how can he still be so good without any practice? Viole is indeed a genius, both on the battlefield and in bed. Well, if he wants to try deep throating him, Jinsung won’t be the one to complain. He grabs his hair again and thrusts forward, keeping Viole’s head in place. This rough treatment doesn’t discourage his student in the slightest. Soon, Jinsung finds himself near the edge and tries to get away from Viole, but the boy doesn’t let him go, firmly grabbing his hips and retaining his cock between his lips, until is too late and his semen fills up Viole’s mouth.
After catching his breath a little and recovering his vision, Jinsung wants to apologize immediately when he sees Viole’s messy self sitting on the floor, mouth closed, a little semen pouring out of the corner of it, with probably rest of it still inside. However he stops himself as he notices Viole swallowing the contents of his mouth and a weak but satisfied smile appears in his lips. “You never let me swallow it, and I always thought it was such a waste. Well, I like you coming over my face too, though.”
What does this little devil want, getting him hard again? How will he be able to let him go as he should? “Sorry, I didn’t mean to be rough on you.”
Viole simply laughs a little at his not so sincere apology. Yes, he didn’t want to be hard on him, but he still clearly enjoyed shoving his penis in his little mouth. “I said I don’t mind you choking me a bit, didn’t I? That includes this, Master.” He shyly looks away for a second, licking his own lips again. “I kind of enjoy it, actually…”
This boy will drag him into the darkest pits of Hell for all the sinful thoughts and acts he plans to commit. He already dug his own grave by taking his virginity even when Viole was (and in some aspects he still is) an innocent boy, and he himself is already an old man. This definitely has to stop, and now. But if he is going to be like this, then Jinsung will make the best out of it, even if this should indeed be the last time…
Finally composing himself after hearing those extremely tempting statements, Jinsung grabs Viole’s arm and starts pulling him through the deserted hallway. “W-Wait, Master! Where are we going?” With his free arm, Viole tries to tidy himself up in case someone sees them, but Jinsung doesn’t care at all about that right now. He just wants to reach the room he booked, as fast as possible.
Upon entering said room, Jinsung simply shuts the door, pushes a bewildered Viole against it and resumes devouring his student’s mouth, now more ardently than before, not caring to taste the bitterness of his own semen amidst the natural sweetness of Viole’s lips. The other doesn’t react at first, but then tries to get away, much to Jinsung’s displeasure.
“Wait, Master, please.” He says once his lips are finally free. “Why are you so anxious? What happened?”
After a few seconds of silence, Jinsung simply takes those lips again, and thankfully Viole doesn’t resist this time. He can’t help it. He had decided it already: this will be the last time he will have sex with his pupil. But he won’t tell Viole yet, or he would complain. Instead, he will savor every last bit of this before saying goodbye. Well, not really goodbye, since he will still be his student and his God, but they won’t be lovers anymore, or whatever this intimacy means. And that’s exactly why this can’t go on. They don’t even know what kind of relationship they have, and Viole… he is just a confused boy who sexually woke up recently. He has to be with someone his age, so he can be loved freely. Like… like with that Khun he is already interested in.
Those negative thoughts lead him to bite Viole’s lower lip a little too hard, even drawing some blood. The boy simply squirms slightly against the door, not really minding the pain as much as he minds seeing Jinsung so distressed. When they part away, his eyes reflect his confusion. “Master… What’s wrong? Please tell me.” Viole takes his face in his hands, a gesture so delicate it makes Jinsung’s heart sink. When will he be able to find someone like Viole, or at least someone who likes him so pure-heartedly like he does?
“Don’t ask anything yet, ok? Just let me feel you for now.” Viole doesn’t look convinced, staring directly into his eyes like he is trying to read the depths of his mind. “Didn’t you miss me? I surely missed you, my god.”
“Of course I did, but… something feels wrong.”
Jinsung brushes his hands away and grabs them with one of his, pinning them against the door and on top of his head. “Didn’t you say you liked me being rough with you?” With that, Viole seems to forget his concerns, shivering and swallowing slowly upon hearing that low murmur. He nods in silence, his gaze now fixated on his lips. That’s the sign Jinsung was waiting for. He takes those lips again, and Viole kisses him back immediately this time. Jinsung lets go of his hands in order to grab Viole’s legs and wrap them around his waist, lifting him in the air and supporting his weight against the door behind him. Viole clings to him with his arms too, trying desperately not to fall down.
“Please, let’s go to the bed at least…” Well, this way is a little hard to undress the boy, so he agrees after a few seconds in which he enjoys having Viole’s body pressed against his own. He doesn’t let him go while doing what Viole asked for, though. With the boy still suspended in midair and his longs limbs wrapped around his waist, Jinsung approaches the wide bed of the rented room. “Ah, I’ll fall down, Master! At least let me walk!”
“No.” he simply answers and then throws the boy on the bed, without a hint of delicacy. Viole looks concerned, but thankfully he is not scared. He knows Jinsung wouldn’t do anything he doesn’t want or to seriously harm him, but he is indeed acting strange. He can’t help it. His mind is a dark turmoil right now.
I don’t want to let go.
You are so much younger than me, so much purer.
I don’t want anyone to hold you in their arms.
This shall be the last time I taint your innocence.
They will take you away from me.
We can’t go on with this relationship.
I don’t want to let you go.
I have to let you go with them.
…You must be happy.
Jinsung grabs Viole’s shirt and carefully unbuttons it while he tries to calm and silence his own brain. As much as he wants to rip his clothes apart, he can’t let his teammates see him naked or with a different outfit than the one he had when he left them. It would be too suspicious. At least there is still a part of his brain that works correctly. The rest of it doesn’t, though. Prove of it are the marks he leaves across Viole’s legs as he takes his pants off too. Red and purple marks that would linger in his firm and soft skin for days.
“Where did I put those things?”
Viole keeps silent and unmoving as Jinsung searches the drawer next to the bed. He seems to have given up on pressing the issue. He must have sensed his master won’t tell him anything right now. That’s exactly why he wraps his arms around Jinsung’s shoulders, his soft breath against his ear. The peaceful warmth of his pupil’s body makes him even more remorseful. He wants to embrace him, to keep him close forever, but he shouldn’t, he can’t. You shouldn’t get attached to me anymore. He pushes Viole back on the bed when he finally finds his essential bottle of lube and something else he should have used in the past too when having sex with him. “Master…”
“Spread your legs for me. I want to be inside you right now.” His commanding voice makes Viole shiver, and he does as he is told, his long spread legs shaking a little in anticipation. “Good boy.” He pours the cold liquid over his own fingers, anxious to quickly prepare this young body for it to be able to receive him in soon. Two of his rough-skinned fingers get inside that oh so small hole, scissoring a little too soon. A pained whimper reaches his ears as his fingers let constricted by Viole’s inner walls.
“Ahh…! Master, don’t… You are going too fast… Ahhh!” Even though his whole body is tensed up, Viole doesn’t try to get away from him. He lets himself be fingered harshly, to be at the mercy of his Master like always, even when a third finger adds up without waiting for him to adjust to the intrusion.
“Shit…” The older man can’t control his anxiousness, even though he knows he must be hurting Viole quite a bit. He knows he can take much more, but it’s still not acceptable to be so aggressive with him. He can’t stop, nonetheless. “Argh, sorry, I can’t do it gently… Shit, why can’t I do it gently!?”
“It’s okay, Master… I don’t mind a little pain… Ahhh!” His whole tensed up body trembles in a mix of pleasure and pain. Great way of not being a perverted beast. Well, if his violent way of preparing him manages to convey Viole that he should not be with someone like him, then it’s for the best, right? So his fingers open up Viole’s tight ass without mercy, pressing against his prostate and making him scream at the intense sensation. “God, you are so rough…! Ahh, it hurts, but… it’s so good…!”
Viole’s quiet whimpers make Jinsung snap. His fingers come in and out of little hole, more and more aggressively, until they can’t move anymore: they end up squeezed as Viole’s body convulses when a second orgasm takes hold of him, and Jinsung wishes those fingers were his penis instead. The boy comes undone on top of the bed, panting hard as he tries to compose himself. When he opens his eyes again, Jinsung is finishing putting on a condom and bathing it with lube. “What…?” Oh, right, he hasn’t used a condom with Viole before, but he has to, since he will go back to his team in a while and getting himself cleaned up inside will be troublesome for him. “What is that…?”
His eyes are filled with curiousness, even when he is hardly able to discern what’s in front of him, in his fucked out state. God, he looks incredibly delicious. “Sorry, I was too hard on you. I warn you, I don’t think I can be gentle now either,” not when you look like this “so…”
“Master, how many times do I have to tell you?” His voice comes out hoarse, breathless. “I don’t mind you being rough on me…” Viole sits up tiredly and then holds him close again, transmitting him the warmth of his body once more. For a moment, Jinsung manages to forget about his sense of guilt. Maybe he can stay by his side after all. How wonderful it would be. “You are thinking of me, right? Only about me… so I don’t mind.” Viole gives him a soft, sloppy kiss, and his hot tongue slowly dances with his. “Just desire me more and make me yours…”
Those sweets words, that are so tempting they seem to be the whisper of an incubus, wake him up into reality again. He grabs Viole by the hips and switches him over on the bed, ending with the boy sitting on his lap and Jinsung lying bellow him. Don’t confuse me anymore. “Weren’t you going to pay me back for buying that girl? That blowjob from before was delightful, but is still not enough, you know.”
His innocent student seems to understand what he is implying, for once, or is just that he also desperately wants to have sex with him. Either way, Viole lifts his shaking hips and carefully impales himself with his cock, staying still as its hardness, cold with the lube covering the rubber texture of the condom, opens his way inside him. Viole lets out a quiet groan as he lets the full length come in. God, after the rough treatment he put his pupil through and since he told him to please him in order to pay his debt, he should be considerate and let Viole move on his own, but the only thing he can’t think of, as his cock is being deliciously squeezed, is to grab those hips and thrust hard into that ass.
Thankfully, Viole starts rocking his hips before Jinsung loses his mind. His movements are slow but steady, setting a rhythm that quickly exasperates his master. Jinsung feels himself melting when Viole moves his hips in circles, tightening up even more. “Is it good, Master…?” Viole manages to say between his soft panting, his golden eyes bright with tears of pleasure. It feels incredibly good, but it’s not enough yet. Jinsung grabs his waist and thrusts upwards, pulling out a sonorous scream out of those sweet lips. “Ahh! Again s-so suddenly…!”
“You are paying your debt, right? Then let me do as I please with your body.” And that’s all he manages to say before thrusting harder into those tight insides that drive him delirious. Viole can’t keep himself sitting up, so he falls on Jinsung’s chest, moaning uncontrollably as he lets his master penetrate him ruthlessly. The comfortable heat of his youthful body against his own makes Jinsung feel a mixture of loving warmth, guilty pain and beastly desire inside his heart.
God he doesn’t want to let go. If it depended on him and entirely on him, he would be inside his little student forever. But he has come to love Viole too much, and he has to make him happy, even if it means sending him unto the arms of someone else, someone who is more appropriate for a young boy like him. So this will be last time, even if Viole doesn’t want this to end.
So he will make the best of it. He stops moving and grabs Viole’s chin, lifting it so he can see directly into his confused eyes, which also seem blinded with pleasure. “W-Why do you stop so suddenly…?”
“Frustrated? Then move by yourself again. Please me.”
Viole bites his lower lip, clearly unsatisfied now that his master has decided to tease him like this. Still, he starts rocking his hips again slowly, up and down, as he also places kisses, soft like butterflies, all over Jinsung’s chest. Then he moves those appetizing lips to his face, placing a kiss on top of his closed eyelids. His tongue traces his Adam’s apple, his jaw, and finally he takes his lips in an ardent kiss. Their tongues struggle within their mouths, and Jinsung feels his sanity slipping away again. No, he has to let Viole please him, he has to resist the urge to start pounding hard into him again.
But Jinsung is the kind of man who just takes what he wants. He always has been this way. So he grabs those marvelous hips and thrust upwards again, and Viole has to break their long kiss in order to breathe between moans. Just this once, he will have all of this gorgeous god to himself. “Master… Master…” those whispers in his ear entice him again. “I-I like you so much…”
No. Stop, Viole. This can’t go on. Jinsung shifts him suddenly on the bed again, so Viole ends up with his face against the sheets, his ass up in the air as Jinsung keeps pounding into him from behind. The same love marks he left on his legs are now being placed on the back of his neck. Both of them can only repeat the name of the other one, their moans like a spell.
But then Viole tries to turn back, a concerned look in his bright eyes. “I-I want to see you, Master…” No, that also could make his resolution crumble, so he instead pulls Viole’s hair a little and then presses his face against the sheets. “W-why? God… Ahhh…! You’re so rough…!”
Apparently he doesn’t have time to feel rejected. It must me difficult with a hard dick fucking your ass mercilessly, even more so when Viole reaches his third orgasm in such a short period of time. The boy collapses yet again on the bed, his face still pressed against it. The intense pressure around his cock makes Jinsung come too seconds later, and he rests a bit over Viole’s back.
“Huh…?” To Jinsung’s surprise, Viole turns slowly and moves his hips so his master’s penis gets out of him. “Why?” He is out of breath, just like Jinsung, but something seems to puzzle him enough to move regardless of the exhaustion. “…So that’s what it does.” The sudden statement makes Jinsung flinch a little. “That rubber thing you put on your penis: it prevents your semen from filling me up.”
“Well, yeah.” God, Viole. It always impresses Jinsung how sometimes he can be so straightforward about things like this. Well, he is so innocent he doesn’t get embarrassed about it. “You are going back to your friends in a minute, so it’s more practical this way.” The boy frowns, and he looks so cute pouting like that. “What about it? Why are you angry?”
“It’s a waste.”
“What is a waste?”
“Your semen!” God, Viole. “I… I like being filled by your… it feels so warm. So it’s a waste.” Jinsung doesn’t believe what he is hearing. This little devil is saying outrageous things in such an innocent way again. “Take it off! I want you to come inside me!”
“Viole, please, we don’t have time for that!” Viole forcefully takes out the condom, and stares at it both upset and sad. Jinsung can’t help but laugh warmly. Then his smile fades away, as he remembers again how much he wants to be with Viole forever, to keep him as his lover, but he can’t. In fact, now is the time to make that clear. “…This is the last time, Viole.”
“Huh? Did you say something, Master?”
Yeah, his voice came out low, so he must repeat himself, now sounding a lot more confident in what he is saying. “We can’t be together like this anymore. We must stop this.”
“I don’t understand. Are you going far away? I know I will be going to the Floor of Death now, so we will be apart for a while, but we will see each other again soon enough.”
“No. I mean, yes, we will see each other soon. I’m your master, after all. Even if you left FUG, Hwaryun and I will always be there to support you. But that’s not what I mean.”
“Then…?” Viole takes one of his hands between his. “Ah…” He seems to have finally realized what he is talking about. “You… you don’t want to have sex with me anymore?”
He looks so incredibly hurt that Jinsung feels the irresistible urge to just take back what he said and hug him close. “No, of course I want to! I would be crazy if I didn’t want to have sex with you.”
The confusion returns to Viole’s features and mixes with his sadness and a slight look of fear. “Then what…? Did I do something wrong?” He tries to hug Jinsung again, but the man grabs his arms before he can’t do it and stops him. “Why!? Why do you keep rejecting me!? This is the third or the fourth time already. You haven’t let me hug you once since we got here…”
“You are a young boy, Viole, and I took advantage of that.” Viole opens his mouth to protest, but Jinsung places a finger on top of his lips to silence him. “I know you will say it is not like that, but that only shows you are indeed an innocent boy. Don’t make this more difficult. Just forget about all of this and start a relationship with someone better suit for you, like that Khun kid or one of the numerous girls who are after you.”
“Now you are having second thoughts, after all you did to me?” Jeez, even Viole is making him sound like a guilty old man. He deserves it though, so he won’t complain. But then, strangely enough, his student stops looking so hurt and a hint of pure determination appears in those big golden eyes. “I will make this work.” Jinsung simply stares at him, disordered. Viole repeats himself. “I will make this work. You don’t have to worry about anything, Master. Leave it to me.”
“What? What will you do? Viole, just forget about me. You like the son of Khun, right? Then it shouldn’t be a problem.”
“I like him, yes, but I like you too!”
Jinsung cannot believe what Viole is saying. “You can’t be so selfish, Viole, you can’t be with both of us. It’s not fair, at least not for that boy. I might deserve it, but that kid surely doesn’t.”
“I don’t care. I will make you both happy, somehow. If you really didn’t want to be with me, then I would accept it. But you still want me, don’t you? You want me to be yours, and I want to be yours.” God, his lower half is dangerously reacting again. Why is it so untamed? “I also want to make Mr. Khun happy, and I know he desires me too, so I’ll make the two of you happy. I-is it bad to think this way? I just… I just want to love the people I love…”
His master can’t say anything. It’s true he is just being truthful to himself. He understands Viole loves them pure-heartedly. But can Khun accept it, understand it? They will have to figure it out. Jeez, is he really going to let himself be convinced this easily? He really can’t say no to his utterly cute student. “…Ok, but you will have to tell Khun about this before you go to bed with him for the first time. And then we will talk together, the three of us.”
“Thank you, Master!” Viole jumps at him and Jinsung finally lets himself be hugged. “I’ll do whatever you say!” Don’t say that, Viole, you don’t know how dangerous that could be. Still, he smiles against his messy hair. He will be able to continue by his loved one’s side, at least of some more time.
“You will spend much more time with that other boy, though. He will be your official partner. I can’t help feeling jealous.” Viole just laughs against his shoulder. “Hey, it’s serious, you know? I will have to work on my jealousy.”
“I don’t want you to hurt, but I like you when you get jealous, Master. You are like a beast.” Jinsung can’t help feeling a bit embarrassed and flattered at the same time.
“And what will I be to you? God, now I’ll really be your sugar daddy.”
That last part comes out of his mouth without him noticing, and it’s only when he sees the curious look in Viole’s face that he realizes his mistake. “Sugar daddy…? What’s that? You are not my father, Master. Fathers and sons don’t have sex.”
Well, at least he knows that, in all of his cluelessness. “Forget it, is just a dumb thing Hwaryun got to my head.” Viole simply stares at him in silence. He clearly doesn’t have the intention of letting this go, not when his eyes sparkle with interest. “Ok, it means I, as a man who is much older than you, date you and give you gifts in exchange of your affection, sometimes in exchange of sex.”
“Ohhh! Yeah, you do seem like my sugar daddy then.” Jeez, he didn’t want to hear it from Viole too, although he says it like it isn’t a bad thing at all. “I really like calling you Master, but I can’t call you daddy too, if you want.”
Does he know what he said is extremely suggesting? He can’t help imagining all sorts of things. He already had master fantasies, and now he will start having daddy fantasies too. And again, his lower half. But he can’t keep fucking Viole all day long, he has to let him go back to his friends. “Just forget you heard that term, please.” He knows he won’t though, not when Viole has that smile that is half innocent, half devilish. “You should go shower now, so you can get back to your friends.”
“Ah… that’s true, they will start wondering where I am, especially Mr. Khun.” Viole breaks apart, his cheeks flushed with happiness and a bright smile in his lips. “But I don’t want to part from you yet so… Could you accompany me to the shower too, Master? You should get clean too.”
That’s a terrible idea. He should know Jinsung is like an animal in heat regarding his student, but he is clearly asking for the danger, like always.
And it’s a fact. He can’t say no to this devilish angel.
- END of CHAPTER 3 -
