Jaejoong's room

@Inati Closer, closer. Closer to release, Inati closing the space between them. The puppet master didn't dare to extend his neck and kiss the master- just the fact that this was Inati being with him was so.. surreal. The cold Guest couldn't be figured out by anyone, and until today Jaejoong wouldn't have believed the white-haired had any ual drive at all. And even now it was questionable, since the Guest just..watched. Another moan escaped his throat, bucking up his hips a bit, panting against the other's lips as the moans intensified, his body starting to squirm a bit on his own. "!" he finally exclaimed, hips bucking up in the other's hold as white liquid spurted out of his length, dirtying everything in his way. His body relaxed again, trying to catch his breath. A breathless chuckle left his lips as he looked up at the Guest, still having no clue about the other's motives, but didn't care much either.

@☾ Jaejoong "Good" was Inati single comment on the pleasure he was bringing to the puppetmaster, having his own fun in this whole story. He was just not the kind to express it well enough to make other people see how happy, or how much fun he was having. Leaning more toward the man beneath him, Inati kept his hand movement at the same speed, from time to time, swirling his wrist a bit to bring new sensation to the other. While jerking the man with his right hand, the guest brought his left one to Jaejoong's head, slipping is into the soft hair, he ghosted his lips over the owner of the place's ones, "just let go, Jaejoong-ie" he added, finally a small smile breaking on his face, hoping the puppetmaster would be too busy and lost in his own pleasure to actually notice it. He pecked Jaejoong's lips before fastening his speed, helping his host to get rid of what was keeping his mind busy from him.

@Inati He felt Inati take over, felt the others hand having a tight grip from the very beginning. /Very/ tight, even. It made the Puppetmaster bite his lip and, despite his usual occurrence, avert his gaze from the Guest, his eyes (un)focusing on the others chest. Jaejoong took in a sharp breath when the other started to move, so terribly slowly but so tight at the same time. It sent off the message Inati always gave of. Control. He took that word to a whole other level, not just using it to satisfy himself like the other Guests. It was as if Inati was curious where another person's boundaries were - though he still had no idea how much of that was truth, since the taller's face was still impossible to read, even for him. Louder pants began to fill the room as well, along a occasional groan, grunt or moan. "Yes," he replied softly, finally. ", yes-" It was wonderful, it was like nothing he experienced before - it only added to the excitement, to the pleasure. He already felt the end nearing, quickening because of the work he did himself. "I'm close," he breathed out, head tilting back and a hand tightly grabbing the sheets. He wanted to warn Inati, since it was now up to him if he'd continue or not.

@☾ Jaejoong At the other's plea, Inati brought his hand to the puppetmaster's member, slipping his fingers in between the other's ones, he made him release himself so he could take over squeezing it tight since the very beginning. His eyes plunged in the man beneath him's eyes, he didn't want and simply couldn't move it away, wanting to witness everything. He moved his hand slowly but was still holding the other tight, moving it down first, he then moved it up to the head, he went from one extremity till the other so every bit of skin wouldn't remain untouched. "Like this ?" he asked, his face still impassive even in front such a scenery, he pumped the puppetmaster faster and faster so the sound of the skin of his hand working on the other's skin filled the room.

@Inati "Th-thank you.." he brought out, panting. He stared as the white haired came closer, terribly slow. The closer Inati came, the slower Jaejoong's hand became, not at all wanting to reach his top just yet; besides, the Guest's stare was more than enough to turn him on. A violent shiver ran down his the Puppetmaster's spine as that voice spoke in his ear. Somehow, this was different than serving the other guests; that was quick, and raw most of the time; it was over soon and the rest of the time they had paid for was either spent sleeping or simply talking. From the beginning, the time spent with this particular master felt different. "Please..." The house owner let out a small sound, slightly parting his legs more, his eyes never leaving Inati's.

@☾ Jaejoong He was looking hard at the puppetmaster jerking himself on his bed, slightly feeling like a voyeur even though the other was plainly aware of his presence. "Hmm, I guess you're really good ..." he commented, a slight smirk appearing at the corner of his lips as he brought his glass to it again, he sipped a bit of his drink as he stood up. With heavy and damn slowly steps, he made his way toward the other and stopped only when he was standing in front him again. How much he wanted to touch him, it was like he was challenging himself to not touch, wondering how long he would be able to hold back. It was easy with and innocent dolls, a bit less with experienced and teasing dolls, so it was even less with the master of the place. Gulping down the rest of his glass, he put it down on the bed and leaned forward, resting his arms on each side of the puppetmaster's body. "Do you want your master to give you a hand ?" he asked lustfully, leaning even more so he could whisper this one single sentence into the puppetmaster's ear. Moving his knee a bit up on the mattress, he pressed it against the other's thigh, sliding it upward to his .

@Inati Inati was passive. Jaejoong had expected that of the master. The Guest wasn't automatically here for skin contact; instead, he had heard many different stories of the things he liked to do to his Dolls. Never though he really went too far, and somehow the Puppetmaster liked hearing the stories - each one was so different, even original, that it had made him curious about the particular Guest. To be honest he was already surprised what the other was demanding of him right now, because of that - he rarely heard him being ually interested. Another moan passing his lips he gazed at Inati, actually meeting his eyes once, and the blonde felt like Inati actually was enjoying it - in his own way. Moving his fist a little faster he teased the tip of his , leaning his head back again. "Y-yes.. oh god..." Pleasure was flowing through his body, pants and moans following eachother up and he forced himself to slow down, knowing it was way too early to build up to an . It wouldn't be hard to do that - even when the Guest was doing nothing, it did add to the pleasure of it all, the situating being a bit eccentric.. but definitely hot.

@☾ Jaejoong The guest was full minded into this little private show, it was like in a movie theater, completely forgetting about the world around, his job, his position, his worries and such. For the moment it was just him and those little moans leaving the puppetmaster's lips, going so well with the music running in the background. Sometimes closing his eyes to simply hear every breath and movements of the other, his pants getting finally tighter. Remaining in his chair was like a sweet torture, because he could move whenever he wanted, but it was also part of the pleasure. It was his choice to move or not, it was like opening a present, when you don't want to tear off the paper craft because it's so beautiful you want to keep it as a present. "Hmm~" Inati hummed softly in answer at the call of his title name, opening his eyes to meet the doll's ones, he sipped his glass and leaned his head on his hand, which's elbow was on the armrest, "do you like it ?" He asked as if he was the one actually touching him.

@Inati Inati seemed to like it; or at least, he didn't /dislike/ it. It was always hard to read this particular Guest's face. He let out a breathless chuckle when he lied backwards, slowly, momentarily arching his back because /god/, even though it was just his hand, it already felt so horribly good, the knowledge that someone was watching him only adding to the excitement. His breathing got faster, slowly starting to quicken up the face of his fist, lips parting in a small moan. He wasn't one to make much sounds automatically, but it had to be part of the show. He wouldn't forget that, not even when he nearly forgot about the white-blonde Guest. His low voice made him remember, slightly moving his chin to his chest to be able to look at Inati, holding the eye contact without any hint of hesitation or shame, just glazed with lust and desire. The Puppetmaster released a louder moan, his hand doing wonders. "Aahhh.. Master~"

@☾ Jaejoong Holding an empty glass, Inati was mesmerized by the little show that just started. Feeling himself getting slightly excited, the alcohol helping a bit to get him less cold and warm his usual freeze state. The warmth of the alcohol in his throat, the music in background plus in addition the melody coming from the puppetmaster in front him, not forgetting the beauty of the show. Inati moved a hand to the other's lips and rubbed softly it with the tip of his fingers, "lie down~" he said softly, not wanting to talk too loudly, his voice came out really deep as he moved a hand to the puppetmaster's shoulder, he slightly pushed him, holding him somehow by his shoulder so he wouldn't fall back on the mattress, but really the process of lying down would be as y as what he was already doing. Once he got Jaejoong in the position he wanted him to, Inati turned his back to him again, but only to go fill his glass once again before going to the chair where he sat. "Look at me" Inati ordered again crossing his legs while bringing the anew filled glass to his lips. The alcohol being raw and strong, he couldn't just gulp it down and jump on the puppetmaster, which forced him somehow to hold himself back. But the view of the other lying on his bed, pleasuring himself as he looked at him was worth it.

@Inati The blonde softly breathed out in relief; Inati's features changed every so slightly, but still noticeable for someone who was trained to see every small detail. His hand lightly squeezes his length through the fabric of his underwear, running a thumb over it; Even at just that he could feel his blood move southwards, somehow finding the concept that someone was so intensely watching him pretty exciting - and creative. It hadn't been asked of him before, and he liked that. "Suit yourself," the Puppetmaster chuckled, not at all minding it. The blonde did continue, his hand continuing to tease until he was hard enough, his length pressing against the fabric of his pants. And though his other hand moved to them to make is slightly easier he didn't take them off, not without a word from Inati. Soft music started to play across the room, Jaejoong humming in appreciation, breathing in sharply when the pleasure started to flow through his body, parting his lips in a quiet moan. Looking up he was Inati still standing, staring at him. The blonde's lips tugged up in a small smirk, looking straight back at the master.

/shorty... I have not much muse today for rping OTL

@☾ Jaejoong Inati didn't drink everything of his glass right away, the aim was to enjoy it as much as he would enjoy his little private show. Some thought Inati was aual but that wasn't that, he was just kind of hard getting to it. The older he had got his patience had grew as well, noticing that the only one missing something in that process would be the younger people facing him. Enjoying the same way the before, the during and the after. No expression could be read on his face until the puppetmaster's hand found a place to go in which looked so comfy, a slight starting of smile was at the corner of the guest's lips. "Hmm~ maybe a bit of music would suit the show" he proposed standing from his chair, his glass in his hand as he made his way to the music station. He peeked at the puppetmaster from above his shoulder "just go on while I choose something ~" he said and looked back at the CDs Jaejoong had. After a long inner struggle, he finally chosen one sweet jazzy song. Nodding contently he turned back to Jaejoong and decided to take a better look at what he was doing. His eyes started from the other's perfect face before moving down his body, his eyes the puppetmaster as he brought his glass one last time to his lips to empty it. Beside touching with his eyes, Inati wasn't really the skinship type, but maybe he would made an exception for tonight.

@Inati Closely the Puppetmaster followed the other's movements, simply humming in response, the answer really not being unexpected. What else was he here for, if not entertainment? It was just the cause and the way of entertainment that differed with every Guest. Although he knew Inati quite some time he still found the other hard to decipher, the elder making quite a lot unexpected movements when Jaejoong finally thought he had figured the other out. The blonde kept looking forward though he was focused on the presence behind him, a breath ghosting in his neck. When Inati continued to walk Jaejoong turned around, watching him get a drink. A show? Of what- Then there was the nod. It was a simple nod, a single gesture, but enough to make the Puppetmaster understand the others' wishes. He cursed a bit in his head, not because of the task but because he didn't know /how/ the Guest would like it. But at the same time.. He shrugged mentally. At the same time Inati could just say it if he wanted something different. "Of course I can," the blonde chuckled, walking over to the bed as soon as Inati sat down again. The blonde sat down, not hesitating long before moving his hand into his pants. His eyes were locked on Inati's figure, slightly questionable.

@☾ Jaejoong The guest looked at the puppetmaster walking around in the room, his eyes never leaving him. It was often like that with him, he liked to observe 'everything' and wore a slight smile watching the other walking to him. He watched him up and down as he got nearer, "I was just thinking about you entertaining me ~" he said standing up and walking to Jaejoong, Inati walked in the puppetmaster's back, leaning toward him to smell his neck, guessing if he had put some perfume on or if it was his natural scent, went still not touching him. "Maybe you can put on a little show for me~" he said as he kept walking and went to the bar, pouring himself a glass of alcohol before turning round to the other. He nodded toward the bed, telling (without words spoken) Jaejoong what he had to do as he brought the glass to his lips, sipping a bit of alcohol, and made his way back to the chair.

@Inati At the guest's reply Jaejoong nodded, turning the key and hearing the 'click'. When he turned around Inati was already sitting in a chair, a jacket lying on top of his bed. Quickly the Puppet master walked to the bed and got the jacket, making sure to hang it away in such way it wouldn't be ruined afterwards. Small things like this were valuable to Jaejoong, showing he cared for his Guest's property as well as showing manners. Walking back to the chair he kept standing in front of it, slightly bowing his head. "I'm yours tonight, sir." He smiled lightly. "Care to enlighten me how you were planning to fill that time?" Actually it was another way of asking the other what to do. He assumed Inati was here for , but at the same time the guest always made unexpected moves and the house owner didn't want to assume the wrong thing. And thus he waited for an order, a word, anything that told him what to do now.

@☾ Jaejoong Inati waited patiently until the door opened, revealing a beautiful angel behind it, as if the doors of heaven were being opened to him. "Jaejoong..." the guest bowed back to his host anf entered when he was being invited to. Stepping into the bright room, he removed his coat, letting it slide along his arms, revealing a white long sleeve shirt, which was that slim it showed out well Inati's well built body. Being an olf man didn't mean he would stop taking care of a body he had spent so long time to work on during his youth. When being adressed to anew, he turned to the puppetmaster, nodding. "Yes, please. I don't want us to be disturbed." He put his coat on the bed and went sit on the chair next the bar, he loosen his tie and the first button of his shirt, waiting for his host to be at his disposal and to take care of him.

@Inati Throwing a last look in the mirror Jaejoong fixed his jacket before walking to the door, having heard the knock on it. No matter what would happen to his clothes later tonight, he always looked presentable in front of Guests or Dolls. He'd never let himself slack off in that area. His whole presence was a business card for his House, so he had to keep that honor high. "Ah, Inati- Come in." He smiled. "I was expecting you." Stepping aside he held the door open for the white blonde, bowing his head for a second. Inati.. Was a special Guest. Without him Jaejoong probably wouldn't have had the money and the chance to build all of this up, and for that he owed the Guest something. That's why he agreed for tonight. Inati was someone to treat his Dolls well, was a frequent costumer and all in all someone Jaejoong couldn't miss. The price he had asked wasn't as exorbitantly high as usual, but that didn't mean he'd give less for the man standing in front of him. He closed the door after the Guest was inside, gazing back at him. "You want the door locked, sir?"

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@☾ Jaejoong It wasn't easy thing to get the puppetmaster. But hadn't Inati been a customer since a certain amount of time from now on ? Hadn't he spent that much money into this Dollhouse. He hadn't wanted any privileges, because he simply wasn't like that, and moreover, he liked the newbies, the dolls freshly arrived who were so clueless to what they had to do in front a guest. That his guilty pleasure. But once a while, it wouldn't be bad to taste something different. Don't hear him well, Inati had never touched a doll in any way. Not only for , but in the whole, he had really never 'touched' a doll beside putting back a bang of hair behind the doll's ear or holding one doll which would have fallen from somewhere. The photographer was simply not the skiship type. So the money hadn't spent in buying a doll's ity, he had invested in the dollhouse.

Walking through it as if it was his own place, after all he did spent more time in there than in his own house. He stopped at the puppetmaster and knocked the door, he had bought that private session quite expensively, but yet, it wasn't a he had bought, just a night, to do every thing he wanted. Now, the term guest took all his extent, and as the guest he was, he waited in the corridor for an answer from the owner of the place.