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Kim Dokja sacrificed himself for the party once more to clear the scenario, and his companions were extremely angry.
No one is falling for his I won't do it again bullshit this time.
He won't learn his lesson unless there are consequences, so, before the start of the next scenario, the party members — with the help of Biyoo — decide on a punishment for their stupid leader.
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[Sub Scenario – 'Maid for a day' has been generated!]
Type: Sub
Difficulty: ???
Clear condition: As the head representative of the Nebula, you failed to fulfill your employees demands, and now they’re about to set up a strike. To prevent that from happening before the next scenario begins, you have to fulfill their every wish as the “Nebula’s personal maid” for an entire day to subside their anger.
Time Limit: 24 hours
Reward: Employees anger subsides
Failure: A strike by the Nebula employees
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In return for angering them, he would become their toy for a day.
Kim Dokja kept arguing about how they didn't need to go that far, but all his words fell on deaf ears. Even then, he still tried to lesser his punishment.
“I know I messed up, and I agree that I need to compensate you guys…. but do I really have to wear this?” Kim Dokja said while pointing at the clothes he was wearing.
A cute black maid dress with a short, fluffy skirt and short sleeves; a white apron with frills at the end of the skirt and straps along with a matching headband, and the final touch, black pantyhose and heels to complement his outfit.
He was the living image of a maid… except for the fact that he was a man.
“OF COURSE YOU HAVE! You can’t be a maid without a maid outfit, you didn’t know ahjussi?” Lee Jihye answered, like it was the most natural thing in the world.
[The constellation 'Demon-like Judge of Fire' agrees with the incarnation Lee Jihye.]
[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' has mixed feelings at the sight of Demon King of Salvation’s outfit.]
[Many constellations are satisfied with this outcome.]
[5,000 coins have been sponsored.]
“Don’t worry hyung, it looks good on you.” Lee Gilyoung happily tried to make him feel better.
It was the opposite though…
'There’s no way I look good in this, you don’t have to force yourself Gilyoung-ah.' thought for himself.
Kim Dokja gave the little boy an apologetic smile while stroking his head.
To clear the scenario, he has to 'fulfill their every wish', so if they want him to use a dress, he has to wear a dress.
The moment he refuses a request, he will fail the scenario; if that happens, the party members won’t listen to him for a while, and it's important that they follow specific instructions for the next scenario or they’ll be seriously screwed.
So, after a bunch of laughs and a photoshoot — carried out by Han Sooyoung —, Kim Dokja accepted his fate and swallowed what was left of his pride to become the slave/toy of the party.
“So, what can I do for you?” He said with a strange smile on his face.
“Oh, no, no, no. Not like that.” Han Sooyoung was the first one to make her move, “From now on, call us Masters”
Kim Dokja looked at her, trying to hide his disgust. Meanwhile, Han Sooyoung was waiting with a mocking smile on her face for the first order to be fulfilled.
He took a deep, regretful breath, “…What can I do for you, Masters?”
And that's how it all started.
….
Breakfast was somewhat peaceful, everyone was sitting at a large table, waiting for Kim Dokja to serve food and drinks for all of them, with the occasional request.
“Ahjussi, bring me the salt.”
“Yes, Master.”
“Dokja-ssi, can I have more juice?”
“I'll serve you in a moment, Master.”
“Hyung, I want more bacon.”
“How many strips should I serve you, Master?”
Kim Dokja had to admit it. At first, calling everyone Master was really uncomfortable, but it became bearable after a while, it was like some kind of role-play. He just has to forget about the fact that he was wearing a dress and he could actually enjoy himself… just a little.
['The 4th Wall' has relieved some of your mental stress.]
After taking everyone's orders, the kids sat him down and started feeding him like a baby chick, asking him to say aaahh~ every time they fed him.
When they saw this, the other party members joined the fun, bringing more food and even desserts to feed Kim Dokja. They fed him to the point that he felt he was going to puke at any moment. "Sorry, you were too cute.” was the reason they gave him after seeing him suffer from over-feeding.
Everyone was having fun, except for one guy who didn't even look at him since the punishment began.
Yoo Joonghyuk was the only one who didn't order him anything and just ate in silence, minding his own business. For some reason, that upset Kim Dokja.
'You could join them or at least pretend a little, you asshole.'
….
The more time passes, the more Kim Dokja is aware of how ridiculous he looked. Some were satisfied with just some simple requests, some of them didn´t even want to ask him to do something or the thought of hearing him calling them Master was disgusting, so they didn't do anything and just watched.
And then we have these four idiots who keep toying with him.
“Hyung, carry me.”
“That's not fair, Gilyoung! it is my turn to play with ahjussi.”
“Baaat!”
At some point, the kids were fighting over 'who's going to play with Kim Dokja next' and were so loud that even Biyoo joined the fight.
The kids were pulling him by the arms and hair like a ragged doll until it all ended in a draw, and just because Kim Dokja decided to carry them all at the same time. But being in Kim Dokja´s arms didn't stop them, they continued to give him orders while hugging him with all their might.
“Hyung, tell me that I'm doing a good job.”
“Ajuhssi, give me a kiss on the cheek.”
And then he realized how much he had neglected these kids for the sake of scenarios. They were so desperate for the love and comfort that only he could give, even then, they never asked for it. To make things worse, he didn't know how to give it in the first place.
He never received this kind of affection before, how could he possibly know?
In that brief moment, he was thankful for being punished, since they could ask him exactly what they wanted for him and he could use the punishment as an excuse.
“You are doing it just fine. I'm proud of you.” he said. And then he gave the three of them a kiss on the cheek and a big hug.
The four of them stayed like that for a while before they started playing again.
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The next one was Lee Jihye, who decided to use him as a practice partner, well, more like a makeup tester…or a canvas.
“What about this lipstick? I think red is ahjussi´s color.”
“I don´t know, I think Dokja-ssi looks better going natural.”
[The constellation 'Demon-like Judge of Fire' says that any color looks good on the Demon King of Salvation.]
She went out looking for makeup while the kids were playing with him and returned until the afternoon with two bags full of unknown things that he didn't know what they were used for. After hearing her mumbling about which style she should try first, Yoo Sangah approached her and offered to help.
“Why don’t you try half-and-half? You can compare them better that way.” Suggested Kim Dokja with a fake smile.
He wouldn’t say it, but he was tired of just sitting in there and doing nothing, and since they forbade him to look at his phone, he preferred a hundred times to go around doing things for the party like a slave than sit still and act like a statue.
“That´s a great idea! I can try more styles and leave the best one at the end. Unnie, can you be the judge?" She was as happy as a child inside a toy store.
Yoo Sangah couldn't help but go with the flow. She giggled and accepted Lee Jihye´s proposal.
[The constellation 'Demon-like Judge of Fire' says that she will help too.]
Kim Dokja thought that this would make things easier for him, but he couldn't be more wrong.
His three hellish hours began.
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In the evening, it was Han Sooyoung´s turn to toy with Kim Dokja.
Surprisingly, it wasn't as bad as he thought.
At first, she ordered him around — like he thought she would —, asking for drinks, food, and basically to be treated like a queen.
Then she asked him to sit next to her and chat while they ate everything Han Sooyoung made him bring.
“You need to relax every once in a while, you know? As a writer, I know what I’m talking about. Trust me, you think better after a good rest.”
“…You don't always have time to take a break.”
They were lying on the rooftop of the Industrial Complex, just watching the night sky.
“It’s not that you don’t have time, it's that you need a different kind of break."
"When one of my deadlines was close, my break was just thinking about something else for a few minutes and then back to work. You’re always thinking about the next scenario, but it won’t kill you to think about something else for a moment, you know? Like how beautiful the stars look tonight.”
[The constellation 'Demon-like Judge of Fire' is flatter.]
[The constellation 'Abyssal Black Flame Dragon' is looking somewhere else.]
[The constellation 'Prisoner of the Golden Headband' thanks you for the compliment.]
[Many constellations are happy for the unexpected compliment.]
[1,400 coins have been sponsored.]
Han Sooyoung looked at the sky with a dumbfounded expression, “…Maybe not exactly that, but you get me, right?”
Kim Dokja giggled lightly “Yeah, I think I do…. I’ll try it sometime.”
“You-!”, She punched him directly in the stomach with anger. “You'd better do it from now on, you hear me?”
“Ugh… I heard you, I heard you.” Said Kim Dokja while hugging his stomach in pain.
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And that’s how the night arrived.
Everyone was eating dinner together, and once more, Kim Dokja had to serve them food, but after giving everyone their plates nobody asked him to do anything, they just had a nice dinner, chatting about whatever comes to their minds and laughing.
And again, only Yoo Joonghyuk was silent, answering with a hmm, a nod, and so on to every question or word directed towards him.
There´s only ten hours left of his punishment, but his companion didn´t ask for anything nor talk with him or look in his direction in the slightest. Maybe there's something wrong or he's too mad at Kim Dokja so he doesn't want to interact with him for the day…at least, those were his thoughts.
— Kim Dokja.
Yoo Joonghyuk called him through Midday Tryst when there wasn't anyone around him, like he was waiting for that moment for a while.
— What is it, Master?
He wanted to make fun of him as payback for being ignored all day, but instead of the expected 'don´t call me that' or the classic 'I´ll kill you', he got:
— Come to my room later.
And then he left. Maybe there was something wrong after all?? Or he just wanted to beat him up without anyone noticing?? He didn’t know.
What he did know was that Yoo Joonghyuk didn't want anyone else to know what he was planning to do, and since it can be seen as some kind of wish, he had to fulfill it.
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Later that night, after convincing the kids that he needs to sleep alone to have a good rest and asking Biyoo to turn off the channel for the night, he sneaked out of his room and waited in front of Yoo Joonghyuk´s door.
He was still dressed like a maid and wearing Lee Jihye makeup — a natural tone with pink lips — upon the party's request, so it was a little awkward when he called him up.
— I´m here.
And not even a second later, he replied.
— The door is open.
Kim Dokja entered slowly, being as silent as possible, so that no one, except the owner of the room, would know of his intrusion.
When the door behind him was finally closed, a strange sensation invaded him. It was like the world outside didn't exist.
Looking at his surroundings he noticed that there were strange patterns all over the room.
“What is this?” Kim Dokja asked, puzzled.
Yoo Joonghyuk was sitting on a huge bed in the middle of the room, cleaning his sword without paying attention to Kim Dokja's question.
“Hey! I asked you what is-” Yoo Joonghyuk didn't let him finish.
“That's not how you should address me, isn't it?”
“What are you talking about?” he didn't reply. “Hey, Yoo Joonghyuk.” He still refused to answer.
'…Wait, is he serious?' Only one thing came to his mind after hearing those words…
“You´re joking, right? There's no way you want me to-” He was flustered, but that man still didn't look at him.
'We're not going anywhere.' He has to try, so Kim Dokja took a deep breath and said as naturally as he could, “Master, would you care to explain this?” and soon enough, the answer arrived.
"It's just something to prevent others from spying, it´ll be gone by tomorrow."
'So, you basically made this room sound-proof?' Now he was really worried, what was so important for this paranoid that he went as far as to make himself unable to hear any outside noises?
And more importantly, why the insistence of calling him Master in this situation?
'…. Yoo Joonghyuk must have a reason, he always has it.' Was what Kim Dokja thought.
“What was so important to call for me this late, Master? Is there something wrong?” Kim Dokja was being dead serious, but the other person didn't lose his cool at all.
Yoo Joonghyuk left his sword at the side of the bed and started walking towards Kim Dokja with a terrifying aura.
Kim Dokja was scared for his unexpected behavior, so he grabbed the door handle by instinct.
“Don´t go.”
In a blink, Yoo Joonghyuk was now in front of Kim Dokja, cornering him against the door and locking it with one hand.
“For the rest of the night, you´re not allowed to set foot outside this room, understand?”
His mind went blank right there, Yoo Joonghyuk´s face was so close to his that, for a moment, he forgot how to breathe.
Yoo Joonghyuk repeated himself.
“Understand?”
“Yes.” Kim Dokja answered, in a trance.
Yoo Joonghyuk cut the distance even further, until their noses touched and the breath of the other could be felt on their faces.
He whispered in an urgent voice “I don't want to force you into anything, so if you don't want to, just punch me hard.”
Kim Dokja couldn´t ask what he meant by that, because his lips were trapped in a sweet kiss. His mind stopped working the moment that foreign lips touched his own.
Kim Dokja was astonished. Something like this couldn't happen even in his wildest dreams, but feeling the warmth of someone else's lips was a constant reminder that this was real.
He couldn't think, or more like he didn't want to think; he was afraid that, if he starts thinking now, he´ll lose this moment forever.
Those lips suddenly came to a stop. Yoo Joonghyuk separated a little to look him in the eyes, like asking for permission to keep going.
Now it was Kim Dokja's turn to cut the distance, just rubbing his lips timidly against his, silently asking him for a kiss.
That's all it took for Yoo Joonghyuk to lose all the self-control he was keeping on himself. He slammed Kim Dokja against the door, bringing his body even closer to him. Yoo Joonghyuk started devouring his lips like a hungry beast, forcing him to open them with one of his hands.
The kiss was passionate, more than anything Kim Dokja could imagine, and more than anything he has read so far. He was struggling to breathe but didn't want it to stop.
Kim Dokja climbed on him, leaning all his weight on Yoo Joonghyuk, who firmly held his ass with both hands and carried him to bed while the heels he was wearing made their way to the floor.
The kiss was broken when Yoo Joonghyuk brusquely threw Kim Dokja on the bed. Both of them, desperately trying to catch some breath while keeping their eyes on each other with flaming desire.
Kim Dokja in his maid outfit was trying to cover his face in shame with the back of his hand without much effort. His headband was out of place because of the sudden drop and his pink lipstick was all over his flushed face.
And Yoo Joonghyuk, he was stunning — as he´ll always be —, looking down at his prey; he slowly tried to remove the lipstick that stayed on him with his thumb, lips open and eyes fixed on Kim Dokja.
Kim Dokja couldn’t help but bite his lips.
'Damn he's hot'.
And like it was some kind of magic word, he became aware of what they were doing. The panic suddenly came in as Yoo Joonghyuk put a knee on the bed.
“Wait a minute!”
“What?” he asked, irritated.
Kim Dokja used his hands to somewhat block the view in front of him and looked away “Are we really going to do this?”
He didn't answer immediately.
Kim Dokja thought that he asked something stupid, and just when he was about to say something else- “… You don't want to?” -he heard that pitiful voice.
Kim Dokja lowered his hands and took a look at him.
Yoo Joongyuk was the same as always: a strong man frowning with a serious look in his eyes. But some things were different.
His lips weren't as tightly closed as they used to be, his gaze was kinder and looked a little sad, along with clenched fists as a sign of frustration.
He was afraid, just like him… even if he didn't show it.
Kim Dokja wanted to reassure him, to give him some comfort, but what came out of his mouth instead was, “It- it's not like I don't want to. It just… it´s to sudden and-”
“It's not sudden at all.” Yoo Joonghyuk interrupted him, getting onto the bed on four and starting to approach him slowly. “We've been companions for a pretty long time.” The sound of the springs and the blanket seemed strangely loud to Kim Dokja for some reason.
“We overcame death together and fought side by side many times.” He was finally on top of him, caressing his cheek like he was the most precious thing in the entire world. “You know me better than anyone else, even myself, and it's the same for me.”
“You know what I’m thinking at all times, and I know you were trying to ignore it, but I reached my limit. I was planning to give you more time to come to terms with yourself but I'm done.” Yoo Joonghyuk was looking at him like he was in pain. “Decide now.”
Kim Dokja was speechless. He just got confessed by the person he loves the most... One thing was to have sex, but having a relationship? That was a completely different story.
Was he happy? Of course he was. But he also wasn't sure to be worthy of such happiness.
“Are you sure about this?” 'Are you sure about choosing me?'
“As I’ve ever been.” Small tears fell from Kim Dokja´s eyes despite his efforts to stop them.
“You will regret this.” He answered, despising himself, like expecting he would change his mind if he said this.
Yoo Joonghyuk could be with his former lover for the last regression, Lee Seolhwa; he could be with someone awesome and confident like Yoo Sangah, or someone who is equally beautiful and powerful like Jang Hayoung. Why choose him?
He was just a reader.
“If you say something like that again, I´ll punch you.” Yoo Joonghyuk gave him a kiss on his forehead, and then a lot of little kisses on the corner of his eye to clean his tears, reassuring him that everything is alright.
He loves someone like him to this extent. Even if there was a chance that he would change his mind later, he wanted to believe in his love.
Kim Dokja thought with tenderness 'As expected of the protagonist'. Yoo Joonghyuk put all his heart into words like it was nothing — or that's how it seemed to Kim Dokja —, and in spite of that, he couldn't do the same for him.
Kim Dokja could spend the whole night thinking about it and still wouldn't find the proper words to convey his feelings; and even if he found them, he won't be able to say them.
So, instead of words, he used his actions.
He put his arms around Yoo Joonghyuk´s neck, and looked straight at him like saying 'I will accept all of you'. That wasn't the answer Yoo Joonghyuk was looking for, but it was enough for him.
Yoo Joonghyuk let out a sigh of relief. He hugged Kim Dokja and said in a low voice “I'll cherish you”, knowing that he needed this type of reassurance to feel safe.
Before they noticed, they were kissing again.
It was a slow and tender kiss, full of all the 'I love you' they couldn't say and all those feelings that simple words fail to express.
Soon enough, the kiss became a hungry one, sucking and biting each other's lips like it was the sweetest fruit they´ve ever tasted. Moans and groans were heard as the urge to touch each other grew more and more.
Kim Dokja helped Yoo Joonghyuk to take out his coat without breaking the kiss, but his own clothes were the problem.
“How ahh do I take this mmmh off?” asked Yoo Joonghyuk, pissed off with the piece of cloth.
“It has nhammn~ somwthing lwike mmmnh sewcure lwock” Kim Do kja was already half-loss in the kiss. He couldn’t explain properly how to take off his dress, and honestly didn't give a shit about his clothes, he was too busy trying to breath and don´t lose to Yoo Joonghyuk in their kiss fight.
Kim Dokja was already undoing his belt and Yoo Joonghyuk couldn´t take the fucking dress off, so he did the only thing he could do.
He tore it apart.
“Nhm!- what the heck?” Kim Dokja broke the kiss. “I don't have other clothes on me right now and -mngh” Yoo Joonghyuk forcefully shut him up with a kiss.
“Later”
Their kiss kept going. Black and white clothes kept making their way to the floor while exploring each other's bodies, until there was nothing left except from Yoo Joonghyuk´s pants and Kim Dokja´s black pantyhose that showed tight panties of the same color.
Yoo Joonghyuk looked at him with intrigue. “So, you wore these too, uh?” A finger was playing with the elastic of the pantyhose.
Kim Dokja was flustered, he forgot he was wearing these.
“D-don´t get me wrong. I couldn't use my underwear while wearing pantyhose, so I have to use something like this.” He urgently gave an explanation, — even when nobody asked for it — but Yoo Joonghyuk found it very entertaining, so he kept pushing.
“Are you sure that's not an excuse and you actually like these kind of clothes?” he said while drawing the edge of the pantyhose, Kim Dokja´s boner being visible through the thin fabric.
“I- that's not-.” Kim Dokja tried to argue with a flushed face.
“Are you sure? If I use Lie Detector, will it state it as 'truth'?” He couldn´t answer. Kim Dokja just stared at him with pitiful eyes that asked him to please drop it, but for Yoo Joonghyuk, they were begging to be bullied.
Yoo Joonghyuk laughed mockingly at such a sight. His pale skin painted with shame, the black pantyhose on his long and beautiful legs… All of that was screaming that he was his, from head to toe.
Yoo Joonghyuk then starts rubbing himself against Kim Dokja´s tight out of lust while breathing shakily.
Those actions surprised Kim Dokja. “Wait. What are you-? N-nhammn.” The feeling of their dicks being rubbed together over the clothes was weird for him, “Haa~” but it felt so good.
Yoo Joonghyuk was rubbing himself harder and quicker like a dog in heat, while Kim Dokja was arching his back so Yoo Joonghyuk’s dick would touch his tip with each thrust.
It was good, but it wasn’t enough.
Yoo Joonghyuk stopped what he was doing and took one of Kim Dokja’s legs to place it on his shoulder, giving soft kisses on the inside of his thigh that sent shivers all across Kim Dokja´s spine.
He tore the pantyhose gently in the middle to have full access to his panties. Kim Dokja didn´t know how to react except for covering his mouth with both hands in shame while he was watching with amusement how his lover skillfully tore that thin piece of cloth to his liking. He told him that he could just take it off so it won’t get in the way, but Yoo Joonghyuk refused.
For some reason, the view of Kim Dokja wearing pantyhose was turning him on.
Yoo Joonghyuk put his hand in his own mouth, licking his fingers diligently while looking at his poor excuse of a maid, trembling uncontrollably for all the attention. When he took his hand out of his mouth to put his fingers inside him, Kim Dokja asked, “Are you sure it will be okay?”
“I don´t know. I´ve never been with a man before, but I´ll make it work.” His answer, sure of himself, however, his words didn´t reassure Kim Dokja at all.
But his lover was so full of confidence, how could he say no? Kim Dokja braced himself and closed his eyes the moment a finger came in.
'Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! Okay, we are really doing it. You can do this. Shit, I knew men can have sex with other men, but would it be okay to just do it like this? What if it hurts? My body can't heal as fast as Yoo Joonghyuk´s, I-'
“Kim Dokja.”
A firm voice called out to him, making him open his eyes.
His lover was right in front of him, his face awfully close and with a look full of worry. “Look at me, everything is fine.” Kim Dokja didn’t realize he was hyperventilating. “You can trust me, if not, then we don't have to go all the way.” Yoo Joonghyuk put his foreheads together “I can wait.” He was talking to him in such a sweet tone that his heart sank.
'I´m pathetic.' Kim Dokja wasn't worried about his body at all, he was just making excuses, and he knew it.
Both of them were scared about how this would change his relationship, but he was the only coward who constantly wanted to run away from the person who just gave him his heart despite being fully aware that he could be rejected.
Kim Dokja used his hands to smack his cheeks really hard, startling Yoo Joonghyuk, who separated from him with a puzzled look.
“I´m okay, I want to keep going.” He needed to be brave.
'This is his wish, I need to fulfill it' he kept repeating the same excuse in his head over and over to give him courage. He was always deceiving himself in order to protect himself, but this time was different. He was fully aware that it was a lie, that he really wanted to satisfy the man in front of him, but he needed this lie to ignore all the fear in his heart. “You can go all the way.”
“…” Yoo Joonghyuk seemed to notice something in Kim Dokja´s eyes, but he didn't say anything and decided to respect his decision. “Hold on to me, you can scratch my back or bite me if you want to.”
“Just focus on your breath and you'll be fine.” Then he waited until Kim Dokja was hugging him and was breathing normally before starting to stretch him again.
“Ungh.” It wasn't an easy task though. He was still too tense to even move one finger, let alone adding more.
He had to make him relax somehow.
Yoo Joonghyuk started kissing him again, separating from him from time to time to make sure he could breathe properly.
Little by little, Kim Dokja was hard again and relaxed enough for him to add one more finger. “Ugh mmph~” It was their first time doing something like this, and neither of them knew exactly how to make the other feel good, but they were trying their best to make it work.
Yoo Joonghyuk was focused on stretching Kim Dokja and exploring his insides to find the right place, moving his fingers like scissors, like snakes and up-and-down until he touched something strange.
“Uwahh!” It was Kim Dokja´s sweet spot.
Yoo Joonghyuk started attacking that spot insistently. “Wait, what- hngh~ ahh! Stop! It feels weird N-nhammn~!” Kim Dokja hugged him tight, hiding his face on his shoulder. “Didn't hea- mngh-rd me, bas- hngh-tard~? Agh!” Yoo Joonghyuk took advantage of his distraction to add one more finger.
“You shouldn't call me that, I told you, didn't I? ” Said Yoo Joonghyuk in a playful tone.
'What is he t-? THIS PERVERT!!' Kim Dokja finally realized why he didn't order him around or even talk to him all day.
Yoo Joonghyuk was turned on the moment he became the party's personal maid.
Therefore, he was trying to concentrate on something else for the sake of hiding it. Is not that he didn't want to join them, he couldn´t.
'…but this is also his wish.' With that pathetic attempt of excuse, Kim Dokja´s act began.
“Master, please! Aghh~ no more mngh! Hngh AH!” he begged just as he wanted, but things only got worse.
Yoo Joonghyuk groaned and bit Kim Dokja´s neck multiple times while attacking him insistently. It was as if his words had turned on some kind of switch.
'I didn’t know this would happen!' Kim Dokja cried to himself.
“Please! Haaa~ I can't- Mmm Nh.” suddenly, there was a feeling of emptiness on his lower half.
Yoo Joonghyuk has taken his fingers out, which made Kim Dokja let out a sigh of relief. But the calm didn't last long, because Yoo Joonghyuk didn't plan on letting him rest for the time being.
Something hot was now being pressed against his entrance, “…Wait… I didn't mea-” and Yoo Joonghyuk penetrated him in one go.
Kim Dokja hasn´t see Yoo Joonghyuk´s dick before, but now he could guess his size based on the feeling of his insides being forcefully open with a hot and hard meat staff.
A sharp pain ran down his spine as Yoo Joonghyuk manhood entered all the way in without a single care. Kim Dokja couldn’t help but bite down his shoulder out of surprise.
The pain wasn't that big, but his mind wasn't ready to accept that thing all the way in as he did. Yoo Joonghyuk hugged him to give him some comfort.
'It’s alright…' Kim Dokja stopped biting Yoo Joonghyuk's shoulder and started breathing.
Breath in…
Breath out…
Breath in…
Breath out…
'Just focus on your breath, just like Yoo Joongyuk told you…'
Kim Dokja kept breathing and the pain slowly subsided, until it became something that he could bear without much thought. Yoo Joonghyuk did not move or talk throughout the whole process, he just waited patiently until his partner felt comfortable.
Once Kim Dokja was breathing normally, Yoo Joonghyuk announced “I will start moving” and began to slowly thrust in and out of Kim Dokja, trying to restrain himself as much as possible to not hurt him.
His movements reflected that he was treating him with utmost care, making sure Kim Dokja was getting used to the sensation of having an intruder in a place nothing had even breached before.
Pre-cum was lubricating his insides, making it easier for Yoo Joonghyuk to move and reducing the burden on Kim Dokja´s body. Soon enough, Kim Dokja didn't remember that there was pain to begin with.
“Haaa~ mngh n-nha~!” A new found pleasure and a strange frustration was taking over Kim Dokja´s mind. He felt like a cloud, just floating around in softness and having little thunders running down his body that felt unbelievably good, but just for a few seconds.
He needed a stronger stimulation to reach the edge, so he looked for it by himself.
Using his legs, Kim Dokja trapped Yoo Joonghyuk's waist and forced him all the way in “Ahhh~!” That's it, that was the feeling he was longing for.
Kim Dokja released his embrace and urged Yoo Joonghyuk to thrust inside him deeper, harder, faster.
At this point, he didn't care about anything other than feeling Yoo Joonghyuk. And just as he wanted, he stopped holding back.
Yoo Joonghyuk began to ruthlessly thrust in and out of Kim Dokja, reaching deeper than ever before. His pace was fast and constant, — as expected from a transcendent — his physical strength was no joke.
Yoo Joonghyuk's thrusts were merciless. Kim Dokja has given his permission so even if he took it back now, he wouldn't listen.
“…Fuck-” Yoo Joonghyuk groaned, he was now hugging Kim Dokja tight to feel his body closer to his, adopting a position that allowed him to thrust harder.
His breath was erratic like that of a wild beast. Yoo Joonghyuk has to bite down his lips just to remind him not to kill Kim Dokja by accident.
“Aagh! There! Ungh, keep going!” Kim Dokja was helping him thrust even deeper by moving along with him. His nails were digging hard on Yoo Joonghyuk´s back with each thrust.
Kim Dokja no longer felt his waist, but he was so drowned in pleasure that he left that problem to his future self. “Oh god!”
Beside the sound of moans and groans, the sound of flesh slapping flesh was heard loud and clear inside the room.
It was a good idea to make the room sound-proof beforehand, or else the entire Industrial Complex would know what was happening in there.
The channel was closed for a few hours so nobody could spy on them for the time being, this was truly a moment meant for just the two of them.
They couldn't hold on any longer. After such passionate sex, they were finally reaching their climax.
Kim Dokja was ecstatic “Haaa I´m almost there! Nhm! Just a bit more-”
And then, something unexpected happened.
[The story 'Life and Death Companions' has begun it´s storytelling.]
“Wha-”
“???!”
Studently, Yoo Joonghyuk's thrusts became faster and Kim Dokja's voice became louder. A wave of pleasure rushing through their bodies.
Their feelings were connected by the story and it was more than a human's — or a Demon King´s — body could take. They already came but still kept going like they hadn’t, it was crazy.
They kept going one, two - five more times until the frenzy subsided.
….
[The story 'Life and Death Companions' has stopped it´s storytelling.]
“Aaahh aahh haaaa.” Kim Dokja was breathing heavily, his pantyhose was completely torned apart a few rounds ago, — along with his panties— while Yoo Joonghyuk only had his clothes scattered on the floor.
He was unbelievably tired, his body hurts, he was all sticky and didn't have any clothes left. Not exactly how he imagined his first time to be.
The room was a total mess, not only the bed; the nightstand, the floor, the walls…. They were so turned on that they did it everywhere, leaving sweat, blood and cum along the way.
There were a bunch of nail marks, bruises and bites all over Kim Dokja´s body and Yoo Joonghyuk´s back and chest. Yoo Joonghyuk´s were healing just fine but Kim Dokja´s wounds would take a while to heal by themselves.
“Haa.” Yoo Joonghyuk sat at the edge of the bed, thinking about how to clean this mess before someone wakes up.
Kim Dokja used what strength he had left to kick him softly to get his attention.
He couldn't talk because his throat was sore from all the screaming, so he used Midday Tryst instead.
— What should we do now?
“...I don´t know.” Yoo Joonghyuk was seriously wondering about what comes after this.
First, they need to clean everything, and Kim Dokja has to return to his room before anyone notices he left but… what comes next?
They were now a couple; this relationship was unlike anything they had experienced before. It was the first for Kim Dokja and his first relationship with a man for Yoo Joonghyuk, they didn't know if there was some kind of standard procedure in these cases.
— Should we tell the others?
“...I don't think it's necessary. I don't plan on hiding it, but we don't need to brag about it.”
“They will find out eventually, some of them already think we're dating anyway.” That was true, Uriel made sure of that.
— You do have a point.
Kim Dokja felt weird asking Yoo Joonghyuk about this. He had more experience at dating than him, so of course he had to ask him, since he didn't know what was 'normal' for couples.
The past was the past — more in Yoo Joonghyuk´s case — but the thought of him dating other people still made him angry.
— But we should tell them anyway.
He wanted to say he was his now, like a petty child.
Yoo Joonghyuk just answered with a hmm and a slight nod.
And there was silence. Yoo Joonghyuk didn't know what else to talk about, so he told Kim Dokja to rest while he was cleaning the room and that he would take care of the rest, receiving a cute smile as an answer.
Before losing consciousness due to fatigue, Kim Dokja sent a last message.
— I didn´t know you liked roleplay.
Yoo Joonghyuk stopped what he was doing and looked at Kim Dokja's sleeping face.
“… Me neither.”