Podd's Penthouse

dusts off a vase on my way in.

(cries cause please dont delete this room--)

@† Podd [H] he had been expecting a warm embrace and maybe even a kiss so when he was met with a hand to his throat, he couldn't help but fall into shock. stumbling over his feet when podd brought him closer, he tried to pry the other's grip off of him, wincing at the overwhelming stench of alcohol. "quit it, podd! this isn't funny -" fear briefly flickered across his face when he saw an unfamiliar look in his boyfriend's eyes. this seemed too extreme of a joke, even for podd, and the cold words stung. this wasn't podd. not the podd he knew. unable to pry the other away, he decided to try and snap the other out of it, reaching out to touch his cheek, hoping he could get through to him.

@‡ Hyuk [H] It’s fine. I like selfish people. Suffocate me with your possessive tendencies and then maybe your thighs later.
A soft laugh leaves my lips as my eyes close, listing to you carefully, my hand continues to rub at your back.
If he can handle being near me that long. I’m a boring old man. Struggling with your emotions? Tell me more about that. Which emotions are you struggling with? Why do you think you’re struggling ?

@† Podd [H] Of course not, Podd. I'll let everyone know you were the perfect host. But not too perfect. I'd like to keep you a bit of a hidden gem for myself, of course. I'm selfish that way.
the vibrations slowly have the intended effect and i carefully begin to relax into you, melding our bodies into a comfortable mishmash of one; chuckles
In that case I should get you and Ten tickets to an international show. Make sure to force you into a longer vacation with him.
It will. I just forget occasionally. Mm... I'm not sure where to begin-- I think I'm just... struggling with my emotions?

@‡ Hyuk [H] please. help yourself. I’m known for good hospitality. I always take care of my guest. Wouldn’t want you to tell everyone that I was starving you.
My hand goes to rub small circles into your back, humming low vibrations to ease the tension in your body away.
That would be amazing. I need a break from the paperwork and meetings.
I see.. it’ll all be worth it, yea? Hang in there. What’s on your mind? Talk to me.

@† Podd [H] Pft. I'll let you know if I get hungry later then. I'm known for enjoying midnight snacks.
smiles and pats your chest with my hand, gentle
I'm glad to hear it then. And old man like you shouldn't be living alone. They say loneliness gets worse with old age. Just don't bicker too much.
the words come out with a playful, teasing edge though the care is authentic; makes a small 'oof' sound as i labd on your chest, making myself comfortable there, cheek to the fabric of your shirt
You should. I'm starting and ending in Seoul. I'll get you tickets. No. I am. I just... forgot how to be. It's stressful planning everything even if I have help. Plus... there's also other things on My mind.

@‡ Hyuk [H] You’re not? I was just about to offer myself to you as a snack. Bummer.
My eyes scan the penthouse, nodding in satisfaction at the mess, not bothered one bit by it.
Maybe both. Having him here is weird but oddly comforting. It’s been lonely since my friend moved out. Thank you. It took a while. He’s special.
chuckles softly and rolls you over onto my chest once you lay down, wrapping myself around you.
Tour? That’s exciting. Maybe I can stop by at one of them? You’re not excited or happy about it? What’s holding you back?

@† Podd [H] Comfortable. What a pleasant way to put it, Master Podd. But no. I'm alright. Not hungry or anything.
my eyes graze over the mess and I chuckle some, shaking my head a little over it
Is he moving in or did you detonate a bomb? I'm kidding. But I'm glad to hear you two are finally going to be in one place. It's obvious you have a very special bond together.
i leave myself in an undershirt and boxers, finally comfortable enough to throw myself in bed with you, using your arm as a pillow
Mm. Ever the workaholic. I'm alright. I'm going on tour. I'm stressed but I'm hoping once it starts I'll be happier about it.

@‡ Hyuk [H] Looks back at you as you follow me, my lips curling into a small smile.
I’m comfortable. Are you thirsty, hungry? Please, make Yourself at home. It’s kind of messy since ten is still in the process of moving in.
Nods, removing my coat and tossing it onto the chair in the corner of the room and climbs onto the bed, a low groan leaving my lips.
I’ve been busy. Stuff. Life. Work. It’s been hard. What about you?

@† Podd [H] my eyes shut as i'm taken from the room, just clinging on to you the whole time, in some ways not really caring about where i'm being taken to, even when we're in the car; its nor until we arrive at your home that my eyes roam around your penthouse, feet following behind you
sometimes-- i forget that you're rich rich.
smiles and nods, following inside the bedroom, making myself comfortable by discarding the outer buts of my clothing
thank you. but tell me about you too. busy day? i don't think i've seen you in ages...

@‡ Hyuk [H] a comforting hand moves to your back, arm under your to keep you from falling as I take you to my car; it doesn’t take long to reach my penthouse and when the elevator doors open, I set you down onto your feet and motions you inside.
my bedroom is this way. And you don’t have to talk about anything you don’t want to. I’ll give you affection and cuddles.

@‡ Chittaphon [H] if podd was being honest, he wasn’t even sure what day it was. they all seemed to mesh together as one and eventually, the sun would disappear as if it had never been there. his expression contorted into one of annoyance when a voice rang across the walls of his penthouse, breaking him from his trance of nothingness. he hissed inwardly as he heard small quick steps make their way over, his large hands reaching out to grab the intruder by the neck before he got any closer. “Who the let you in? Who are you?” His voice lowered dangerously, venom dripping from his teeth. He brought the unfamiliar face closer, eyes narrowing as they examine him carefully. “Did my mom send you? not bad for a who just wants my money.. since you’re here, why don’t you just entertain me for the night? I’ll pay you.”

@† Podd [H] his schedule for the day had gone on a bit longer than originally planned and he was just glad to finally be back home. their home. it made his heart giddy just thinking about the fact that he now had a lover to return to after a long day of work and the whole ride up to the penthouse was spent with him imagining the warmth of podd's embrace. stepping out of the elevator, he let his bag drop onto the sofa before wandering deeper into the room. "podd? i'm home - are you here?" he turned his head, a bit deflated, until he caught sight of his boyfriend on the couch, a grin appearing instantly on his face as he hurried his way over. "are you sleeping?

@‡ Chittaphon [H] His head was spinning. He felt like he was drowning in a pit of darkness that seemed to eat away at him little by little since the day that he saw the life drain out of his ex-lover’s eyes. Jinseok. The day that he lost half of himself, something he thought he could never recover from, especially when he saw his mother’s driver climb out of the other vehicle. The guilt ate away at him. The anger consumed him. And the alcohol and drugs overtook his entire life. If he wasn’t working or dwelling around the inner walls of black paradise, he spent his time wasted in the confines of his penthouse. He closed his eyes, tilting his head back, up towards the ceiling and allowed his head to spin. The black, silk robe wrapped loosely around his built frame, bare chest rising and falling heavily as he sank into the cushions of the couch, barely registering the sound of the elevator opening.

@† Podd Even when the feeling of water was gone, the sub kept still just in case if it was a trick or just a longer pause, he would open his eyes and wipe away the water with his hands once he heard the loud sound of the shower head falling behind him. His dark locks dripped water over his forehead as he glanced up at the smoking master, panting quietly as he reached for the towel.

Taemin stood up and dried himself, he thought to himself stubbornly, not that he was doing it because he was told to, he didn't like the idea of being cold and wet, especially with his now soaked briefs. He took the briefs off after Podd left and replaced it with the towel, wrapping it securely around his hips before walking out to find Podd.

The sub stopped in the middle of the hallway, glancing from the way he came from earlier, the path to escape so easily from this situation but he knew that he would only get punished at the club later on so it was better to not postpone what is meant to happen.

Taemin walked into the guest bedroom, eyes flickering from Podd down to the bowl of water on the floor, hiding his urge to show distaste at the idea of drinking from that. He pursed his lips together thinly, answering with a calmness to his voice. "I don't think I'll be thristy but thank you for the offer." His attention moved around the room, eyeing each decor and furnishings, wondering what was coming up for the troublemaker sub.

@‡ Taemin The master watched as the sub choked as gasped under the abuse of the running water, trying his best to clean up. He looked so fragile, so small. The sight almost made the long-time master's breath hitch,  a shaky breath leaving his lips. When he believed the sub had had enough,  he shut off the water and tossed the shower head against the wall before walking to the counter to grab a cigar and a lighter. He wanted to break the sub. It was only fitting for breaking into his penthouse and ruining his sleep. But breaking him too soon would be merciful.

"Towel is right there, dry yourself off." He mumbled, placing the cigar between his lips and lighting it up. He took in a long drag and blew up into the ceiling, the smoke clouding up the bathroom as the heavy smell of weed fills the room.

"I'm sure you must be thirsty, I'll fetch you something to drink before bed. Meet me outside in the bedroom."

Podd pushed himself off the counter and made his way to the kitchen, grabbing a doggy bowl Key had left in his house before his departure. His eyes hardened a little as he filled the bowl up with faucet water and returned to the bedroom, placing the bowl on the ground  a few feet from the foot of the bed. He sat down on the edge of the bed and continued smoking while he waited for taemin to return, checking the watch of his wrist impatiently.

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@† Podd A sharp cry broke out from the sub as a pain throbbed throughout his head, he dropped to his knees with no trouble and clasped the back of his head with both of his hands, trying his best to recover from the strike. He didn't budge or dare get up, he sat and listen to the master talking about what he wanted, the way for Taemin to be forgiven for his actions tonight and all that he did in return was laugh quietly to himself, bitterly.

Taemin turn to look over his shoulder, muttering softly with determined eyes, showing he would be hard to take down and was up for this challenge. He shrieked as his face scrunched up as he was dragged into the washroom, grinding his teeth briefly when pushed into the shower area.

The sub flinched upon the cold water hitting his face and he tried to turn his head to each side to avoid the stream, it was pointlessly so instead he focused on holding his breath and keeping his eyes shut. Soon he had adjusted to the water's temperature and he thrash about the area, using only his touches to find some container in reach, opening it up without even knowing if it was for the body and squeeze the contents out onto his hand.

Whenever he had the chance to breathe or felt he was given wiggling room, he gasped for air, and greedily would take up as much air as he could only swallow water by accident when the cold stream hit him. He choked softly as he lathered up his tone yet slender figure, running his hands all over himself, passing his hands over hidden body tattoos till he was completely covered in small bubbles. The sub didn't dare speak during this and just awaited for approval, for the water to at least stop to know he did a good job.

@‡ Taemin The master's cold eyes savored every second Taemin took to careful rid himself of the filthy fabric that clothed the sub's skin. Good behavior deserved to be rewarded. But as soon as Taemin opened his mouth, podd's expression hardened and his jaw clenched. He lifted the base of his fun and smacked the sub on the back with just enough force to send the smaller to his knees.

"Are you trying to be smart with me? You're a cheeky one aren't you. Flattery won't work on me, darling. All I want... is to see you in pain and degrading yourself. To break yourself. To beat yourself down until you can't pick yourself up anymore.. then.. maybe then, I'll forgive you for the trouble you've caused me. "

He mumbled, eyes downcasted onto the sub. Podd grabbed a chunk of taemin's hair and dragged him to the guest bathroom, pushing him into the shower before turning the on cold water. The master grabbed the shower head and shot the water straight into the sub's face, giving only 5 seconds in-between each half a minute to catch his breath.

"Why are you just sitting there. Grab the soap and start washing. I don't have all night."

@† Podd Taemin took a moment to follow the instructions, he wasn't sure if he was still being stubborn with listening so easily, or simply perhaps he was still processing the situation he was in. The mug was gently placed onto the counter beside him, wondering what will possible occur in the guest bedroom, he knew nothing nice and inviting would take place, not for what he has done tonight.

With the nudge to his head he carefully walked forward, unsure where the guest bedroom would be, though he knew a few nudges along the way would help him find it.

He parted his lips at the next thing Podd commanded, offended that he would think his clothes would be dirty, he said nothing and just clicked his tongue to the back of teeth. Upon entering the guest bedroom, Taemin took his time stripping, still turned away from Podd, he stripped till he was left in just his boxers and he glance over his shoulder to the master.

"Is this fine, your Highness?" He attempted to do a little curtsey despite being a little intimidated by the gun.

@‡ Taemin A low, gruff chuckle exuded from his reddened lips, unfriendly and uninviting. He'd been drinking all night and being up and in a daze wasn't helping his case. He could practically smell the fear pouring out of every pore of the sub standing in his kitchen at the moment. But podd found it amusing how the sub could even joke when there was a gun pointed at his head.

"Oh don't be silly, darling. Please. Set the mug down and I'll show you to the guest bedroom... it's a little late for me to fetch you something to drink... I hope you understand."

His voice was sweet, but anyone could tell how unpleased podd was with the certain arrangement. Taemin's little surprise gift wouldn't go unrewarded. When the sub placed the mug back where it was meant to be, the master nudged the gun against Taemin's head, encouraging the smaller male forward towards the guest bedroom.

"Take off your clothes. They're dirty. I don't want you soiling my expensive sheets. Theres a bathroom right there. Follow me."

@† Podd (I DID NOT EXPECT THIS MAN TO WHIP OUT A GUN, IM DED XD. )

Taemin studied the mugs in his hands, glancing from each other as he was figuring which ones would have a sentimental attachment to them. He knew he wanted to destroy dishes, at the end he didn't want to destroy something precious, a special mug or gift. Before he could pinpoint which one to throw at the floor below him, he froze when the lights had turned off, leaving in the dark in an unfamiliar environment.
He felt something touch the back of his head, the sound of the click answering his questions of what it could possible be. The sub felt fear easily, blood rushed out of his face, he was cold and pale though it wouldn't be something to be seen now. Taemin thought to himself, giving himself a mental shoulder pat, well good job buddy, you gonna get yourself killed.

He swallowed thickly as his small hands held onto the mugs intensely.
"Hello Podd....didn't mean to wake you....~"
He tried his best to act collected and cool, he had no idea if it was believable to the homeowner.
"Was only planning to surprise you in the morning, the greetings wouldn't be needed."

@‡ Taemin Podd didn't drink much anymore, but as of late, the master often found himself a glass of whiskey before bed to ease the edges of his mind and help him fall into the realm of unconsciousness. This time, he found himself two.. three glasses because he couldn't fall asleep. All he could see was the thick stack of paper work he had to get to by noon and.. nothing else All he could hear was a profound silence squeezing at his eeardrums. He groaned, lifting himself from the comfort of his bed to sit by his window, settling onto a couch, paper work in hand as he began to work. If he wasn't going to go to sleep, might as well get some work done.
It wasn't long until the master found himself slipping. His eyes grew heavy. He looked towards the inviting bed but was afraid that if he broke the trance, there was no way he would go back to sleep. Instead, the master rested the sheets of papers onto the table beside him and closed his eyes, falling asleep. The confines of the emptiness of his brain pulling him deeper and deeper into a void to which he gladly accepted. But before he found the himself in deep sleep, he jolted awake. Someone was in his penthouse. He clenched his jaw, anger and irritation evident in his dark eyes, a darkness that was rare in the master. Podd rose from his seat and walked over to the safe beneath his bed, pulling out a gun. The gun was full of blanks, usually to scare off intruders, but the bullets were never too far off from podd's reach.
Silently and skillfully, the master made his way around the house in an attempt to find the intruder who'd just ruin his sleep. He noticed the kitchen light on and snuck his way in. His eyes hardened at the familiar sight. Taemin. The new sub at Black Paradise. Usually podd would show some leniency, but today wasn't the day. He was tired. Angry. He shut off the lights and aimed the gun to the back of Taemin's head, a small click could be heard bouncing off the walls of the kitchen. "Nice of you to pay me a visit. But how rude of me. It seems I haven't greeted you properly, darling."

@† Podd Taemin ran all the way over, breathing hard in the cold night with barely enough clothing to keep him warm, his adrenaline being the only thing to help him out. He stops in front of the penthouse, panting as his visible breath floats in front of him, he clenches the garbage in his hands and the coke bottle.
He knew why he arrived, however he never understood why he suddenly had the urge to be punished, to be hurt or treated like nothing but so he instantly thought of this home, and the homeowner's words to him.
The sub hurriedly shoved his hand into his jeans, taking a key out and with a quick step he unlock the door and doesn't bother saying hello, he had a different way to say so.
With the help of his mobile flashlight he found a light switch make things easier for his plans. Taemin takes his shoes off at the entrance and introduce himself into the home, glancing around and admiring what he will be messy with.
He stops when he notices the couch, grinning as he feels himself lose his usual self. He drops the empty chip bag onto the floor, walking over it as he opens the bottle of coke and tilts it over as the dark substance falls into the couch, dripping down onto the floor.
He chugs the bottle somewhere without thought once it was empty, his attention pulling towards the kitchen, he walks over with a chirpful grin. The lights flicker on and soon the cabinets open by the sub, dishes being taken to be examined, figuring out which ones to destroy first.

@† Podd his brain seems to glitch for a moment, confused as to what he could possibly be making you feel. your constant touches don't help him steer back to a proper train of thought either, a growing concern of whether or not you could feel his heart race now prominent in his mind.
fine ,, i'll glue your dumb heart back togeth-
he was cut off by the kiss, eyes wide as he gazed up at you with a stupid look on his face. it was nothing new, kissing you, being on someone's bed, being held against someone, and yet, it felt so much more intimate than he was prepared for.
i- you- g go to sleep, old man-
he grumbled out a flustered response before shoving his face against your chest like it was his personal hiding spot.

@‡ Chittaphon you have to. you're the only one who's making me feel this way. you.
he caresses your backside, running his large hand down your back, flattening his palm to touch every inch of you.
why are you so tense? relax, princess.
he laughed before pressing a long kiss onto your lips to shut you up and pulling away.
I didn't realize you could talk so much at once. Okay okay, I'll stop. Go to sleep, brat. Or I'll throw you out. Goodnight, love. I'll see you in the morning when you wake up.

@† Podd why do i have to take responsibility? you're the one who got your hopes up for no reason-
his grumbles turned soft as he felt your hand on his head, further burying himself against you as his hands gripped onto your shirt. eyes shut tight, he tried to steady his breathing as if that would help keep his heart from skipping a beat.
i- yOU shut up- i'm here to sleep but you're the one that starting teasing me and picking a fight- d don't you dare try anything. i'm here to get a good night's rest ,,

@‡ Chittaphon there goes my heart.
How are you going to take responsibility, now?
one of his hands move to your head while the other one holds you close. there was nothing better than to have you in his arms at this moment.
you shut up. are you here to sleep or did you want me to give you a reason to stay up all night? were you lying earlier?

@† Podd prepare to have your heart shattered, old man- i refuse to ever cry in front of you again.
he let out a soft huff and melted into your embrace, arms naturally moving to lightly hug your waist as he rested against you. even faking an irritated attitude seemed impossible as he lay there with you, feeling at complete peace.
shut up ,, , i don't like such ridiculous things ,, ,