✼ Library

@Stripper Joonmyeon A strong wave of lust rolled through Key's body as he felt the other boy's hand now palming his growing bulge, touching such a sensitive spot. He lost his breath for a moment, his eyes falling shut as he basked in the feeling. It wasn't enough for him. He needed more; so much more. "You're a little , aren't you?" Key whispered into the boy's ear, his hips moving gently in rhythm with Joonmyeon's hand. "Just the way I like it..." He shoved the boy against the couch again and leaned away as he began to undress, tugging off his shirt and ping his pants. "Take everything off," he said, gazing into the boy's eyes. "Show me your body."

Joonmyeon stared at his exotic facial features, a face that would be hard to forget. Joonmyeon unknowingly bucked his hips slightly when he felt the pace of stroking increased slightly. Sinful moans escaping his lips every time his shaft was squeezed. He bit his lip as his neck, a sensitive part of his body, was kissed and nipped. How was this guy able to keep him under control so easily and so fast? "I can see your point." Joonmyeon breathed out as a reply to the older's statement. He moaned inwardly when he felt the Head Stripper's soft tongue his bruised neck. He realized the other was palming himself and pushed the hand away. "Allow me, hyung." Joonmyeon reached down and gently palm the bulge that was poking through the latter's pants. He his lips as the sensation of the bulge in his hands were becoming intriguing and exciting.

@Stripper Joonmyeon Key chuckled as he heard the boy's question, feeling that tongue on his ear and seducing him even more. Goosebumps rose on his skin, bolts of pleasure running down his spine. He began to the boy's length just a bit faster, squeezing every now and then. "Of course I'm the head stripper," he whispered, placing his lips to Joonmyeon's neck. "Nobody else could ever do you like I can." Key trailed his lips down to the boy's smooth neck where he gently bit the skin, the pink marks he left behind. His free hand reached down to palm the bulge that was growing in his own pants.

@Head Stripper Key Joonmyeon watched the stripper's movements. So confident and seductive, Joonmyeon found himself in a trance by the other male. He fell back when the latter shoved him to the couch and before he could think, the older climbed onto him and had straddled. He arched his back almost on instinct as the Head Stripper's hand made its way to his shaft. His body was surrendering under the latter's touch and a moan escaped his lips. His body showed a reaction to every touch that came in contact. Joonmyeon gulped, unable to believe how easily he had gave in to the Head Stripper. Maybe this is way he's the master of all strippers. He has the moves. When asked of his name, Joonmyeon his lips before answering, "Yes. Joonmyeon is my name, sir." Joonmyeon was amazed at how his voice came out confident when he was barely able to grasp the excitement that was throwing him off. "you must be the Head Stripper, am I correct?" Joonmyeon, in turn, pulling the older closer to his ear, and whispered. He then the older's earlobe and pulled away with the same seductive smirk.

@Stripper Joonmyeon {lol no! never! :( }

"Uncomfortable?" Key chuckled softly as he began to cross the space between them, moving slowly, as if to tease this stripper already. "I assure you...you will be very comfortable with me." Shoving the other boy against the back of the couch, Key climbed on top of him and straddled him, one hand sneaking down to his pants. He knocked away the boy's hand that was already there and took its place instead, wrapping his own fingers around the hard, swollen shaft. A smirk crossed Key's lips as he began to , his hand moving gently up and down the hot skin, his eyes watching the other's handsome face. "You're new around here, aren't you?" he murmured, his lips close to the boy's, teasing them. "What's your name?"

@Head Stripper Key [Lol, I was beginning to think that you forgot about me.]

Joonmeyon picked up the book not longer than 2 seconds after he stared at it. His fingers and mind remembering the page that he tested himself and soon he was doing it again. Though, this time, he didn't stop himself. He was enjoying himself, the actions that were shown clearly and explained in detail helped his hands guide themselves on him. He nearly jumped when he heard another person's voice. He was offering help. Joonmyeon looked up and immediately recognize the Head Stripper. Joonmyeon nodded and his expressionless face became one that smirked that was seductive. "Yes, please. It's uncomfortable doing it to myself." Joonmyeon confessed as he set the book aside.

@Stripper Joonmyeon Key sighed as he stepped into the library, his arms ladened with books. The headmaster had stuck him with taking all his books back to the library; he apparently couldn't do it himself. Key stumbled into the library and managed to set the books down onto an empty table, just before they spilled from his arms. He paused for a moment to catch his breath. The library was empty and quiet on this afternoon...or so he thought. He soon heard a voice murmuring, soft and breathless, and he spotted a figure seated across the room, half-hidden by shelves. Silently, Key crept forward and peeked around the shelves, blinking to see a boy sitting there pleasuring himself. The sight was ; Key felt butterflies in his stomach. "Excuse me," he said, stepping forward. His lips were curled into a smirk. "Want some help with that?"

{it's great! ^^ sorry my reply is late ><}

@Head Stripper Key Joonmyeon entered the library. It was quite smaller than he expected but fulfilling nonetheless. He walked towards the seat by the large window and picked up one of the comic books that were displayed. He was learning ways on how to pleasure people well, and since he was new, he figured that these comic books can give him some reference of the masters and mistresses' likings here. He leaned by the pillow, with one leg folded and the other sprawled out as if he owned the place. Joonmyeon smiled as his fingers and eyes co-operated and soon he reached the part he was looking for.

Joonmyeon's fingers unknowingly reach down and tested on himself. He kept shaking his head and put his free hand folded behind him, though the hand unknowingly goes back and he starts pleasuring himself as if imitating the comic book's character's actions. Joonmyeon set the book down abruptly. "No, I shouldn't do this. I'm way better than this." He muttered, staring accusingly at the book.

(is this okay?)

Kevin was thoroughly exhausted. After cleaning and looking after so many rooms, he just wanted a well deserved nap. Finding himself in the library, he smiled sweetly and went immediately to the fluffy looking couch. He flopped onto it, snuggling against a pillow and instantly falling into a slumber.

Jaejoong walked into the library and scanned through the number of books before picking a random book. "This! Would be the perfect book to read." he muttered happily before taking the nook and went to the couch and sit down, slipping into the world of books.

@Master Jonghyun Even though he had turned already 23 last June he had never been ually active, not only because of the hard work he had done day in day out, but also there had never been a girl who had captured his eyes. There even hadn’t been anybody who had caused a certain urge down there, it was something the shy and naïve short male didn’t really think much about, there were other things to be worry about. At least, for him that was so. Working on the fields, cleaning their little house – or probably better called hut – looking after his sick brothers and sisters when his parents couldn’t, and go on like that. He felt at ease while doing things he knew, while taking care of those how relied on him. And it would make Ryeowook happy if they would show him a weak yet honest smile if he was once again feeding their his homemade dinners. Yet he had been forced to leave everything behind, knowing he wouldn’t be able to go home without bring the money his parents needed for support. And therefor he needed work, work he was doing on right now.

Slowly lifting up his gaze he carefully looked up to the other male, not able to stop himself from flinching slightly when the other told him to not use the title and instead go for his name. Making a short bow from his neck he adverted his eyes again. “Of course Ma-.. Jonghyun” he quickly corrected himself. It was easy to guess how bad he was blushing, his cheeks were burning from shyness and insecurity. If you would ask Ryeowook what he would thought of the fact that the slightly older male had asked him to call him by his name than would he honestly have answered that he felt uneasy with it, more used to show his respect to all those who were older than he was. And with that came a title. Yet if the master had told him to call him by his full name that was what the short male would do.

Again he bit down on his lower lip, adverting his gaze to look at the ground while he played somewhat with his fingers. “But.. but I reacted.. so.. un.. un-politely on your greeting.. “ he stuttered as a soft reply, and by bringing the subject up again he felt his cheeks flush. Ryeowook jerked his head up to look at Jonghyun grabbed the ladder but also told him that he was going to use the item himself. For a moment the disappointment was readable on his face – he had genuinely hoped that he could’ve finished this task fast with the ladder – but it soon changed into a more surprised and shocked one when he saw the master put away a book in the right place. The task wasn’t just about to put the books in random places, no, they needed to get placed on the right spots, meaning sorting them on genre and the surname of the writer. To make the task easier Ryeowook had already sorted them in the right chronicle order on his little chart, meaning he wouldn’t waist time by walking randomly through the library. He could just walk every shelf once, placing the books in their place while making his round.

He kept looking at the even as tall male – who stood higher now because of the ladder – with his surprised and shocked expression, at least, that was until Jonghyun held out his hands in his direction. Confused he tilted his head slightly to the side, not able to not stare a little, before he realised that the older male had just put away a book, and was now silently asking for the next one. With a little bow from his neck and a shy smile he instantly turned to the chart to pick the next book, offering it to Jonghyun while his cheeks were showing his crimson blush again.


|| Lol, this is better. Mine is not even 700 words long, so I'm pretty happy with it XD ||

@Maid Ryeowook Jonghyun was also wanting a friend, someone who he could trust and depend on, he didn’t just want all the time but companionship, the sleeping around was something that could become routine but friendship was never like that. He wanted conversations that meant nothing and then conversations that meant something as well, he also wanted a friend that wouldn’t use him for money and well even though Ryeowook looked like he needed the money he seemed to modest to just ask for it. Though the master would easily say yes or offer it if he would ever see the maid in any difficult situation, he wanted to be seen as a brother or however they are called because it’s another way to feel someone, to feel their heart or the fluttering desires.

The master would see this as a way to experience something other than , something other than touch but on a mental level, he never really saw how friendship worked but that was because he never had a real friend, he was kind, too kind sometimes and that was easily taken advantage of, he never understood why just that it happened, he was sometimes too blind to see that people were using him and after they had he was left by himself. He shook his head mentally once more, he was moving too far in his mind, the scenarios he was thinking of were way off into the future, that was if the maid had wanted to be his friend, he hadn’t even asked.

He really wouldn’t know how to react if he was rejected a friendship, was fine to be rejected from but a friendship he didn’t know if it was going to be bad or not. He hadn’t experienced rejection from a friendship but he knew the feeling of abandonment, it happened to him all the time, people walking out of his life as if he no longer mattered, it bugged him because he never saw it happen to anyone else, the only person who hadn’t left him behind was his mother, she was accepting of his lifestyle and his uality, but distance and work never really let them meet as much as he would have liked. His father on the other hand was never accepting, he wanted children so that Jonghyun had heirs for the company he was destined to run.

Jonghyun didn’t really care for kids right now and he didn’t think he would until much later in life. He kept losing himself in thought, that was unusual for him most cases he would have just pushed it back, but today he let it come forward, he smiled slightly happier at the maid offering his hand for the next book maybe team work would build something, he was always told it built trust or so he hoped he just really didn’t know but time would tell what would happen in the future.

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(whoops o-o; I went overboard XD)

@Maid Ryeowook Jonghyun had somewhat lost count at how long he had been at the mansion almost every night he had someone new in his bed even if he didn’t really need them, maids, other masters and strippers, it made him seem desperate for but it wasn’t really the pleasure that he was after, it was the warmth of holding another, the feel of being with someone and doing such actions as one, he liked feeling complete, he never had a relationship be it a girlfriend or a boyfriend he just knew deep down being tied to one person completely would never satisfy his ual edge. He could say he was addicted but also in a sense he was not, he desired the person doing the action, the way he felt when it was consensual was much better than that of when it was forced upon another.

The master mentally shook his head, always his mind was on that action, he really needed to take a break from it, keep away from trying to others and actually get to know people, he was becoming a night owl and he didn’t want to be one, he wanted to experience the day time, go to a gym. He would have went to the pool but he really wasn’t all that much into swimming, don’t get him wrong; he could swim really well he just didn’t like the feeling after getting out even after a shower the feel of chemicals were thick on his skin. He preferred salt water pools or the beach over anything. Jonghyun’s mind went back to the maid in front of him frowning lightly shocked by the reaction.

It was peculiar how the other had yelped and carried on as if he had seen a ghost, Jonghyun didn’t know how to react as he watched the book fall to the ground, he was slightly confused unsure if he was to be insulted that he was feared or grateful that it was a sign of respect that the other had well instantly went quiet and apologetic, he of course would have been like that if he was a normal master, Jonghyun felt that he should also respect the maid, he was only doing his job after all. “Please, there is no need to call me Master, Just call me Jonghyun,” he said honestly he didn’t want to be called master unless he felt like it, the only time he would was if he felt like it or if he wanted to feel that much more powerful in the bedroom.

“There is also no need to apologise, I was merely asking if you wanted help,” The master said nonchalantly trying to at least let the other relax a little; he had never seen someone so uptight over placing a book away. He didn’t understand why the maid was so tense with him being around, he gave a kind smile dragging it to where Ryeowook was originally and grabbed a book from the little cart “Yes I am, but to help you, it would be nice to help with chores” he said at least trying to be kind climbing up the ladder and placing it in a spot that fit it perfectly.

The maid seemed fragile and innocent to him just at the stuttering and the nervous energy it had seemed the other didn’t want to anger the master which was very rare for that to happen. Jonghyun had assumed that the other was here because of money issues as he didn’t seem one to have slept around or to sleep around he was much too timid. Jonghyun was curious but he never did dare to ask questions about that side of things, he didn’t want to seem like he was making fun of the maid or just getting to know him because he was cute. Jonghyun didn’t want to seem like he was there to try and sleep with Ryeowook because that was certainly not a thing on his mind right now, he wanted to try and assist and make some sort of friendship with the innocent male because that is what he seemed to need.

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@Master Jonghyun With a soft yelp he jumped up in the air, instantly turning into the direction of the voice, while the book he just had in hands ended up at the ground. As soon as his eyes found the other’s figure his eyes went wide, instantly knowing that he wasn’t facing another maid or even a stripper – since the first wore uniforms just like him and the latter mostly slept through a big part of the day since their jobs would start at night – he quickly adverted his gaze while a blush crept on his cheeks. Bending down he grabbed the book from the ground, pressing it against his own chest while he also managed to make an almost 90 degree deep bow. “I.. I’m sorry .. master” he softly spoke, not able to stop the stuttering of his voice before he straightened himself up again, carefully letting his gaze travel up to meet the other’s eyes. It was only then that he really noticed that the male in front of him was from the same length as he was, something that took him by surprise, only used to the fact that he most of the time was the smallest around. His gaze quickly went back to the ground before his feed, while biting down on his lower lip. “I mean.. uhm.. for the scene I made..” he added only after that, explaining his apologise for the stranger. It was only after that that he let his eyes roam across the book he had let fall down – luckily not hitting himself and neither the master – and dusting it of by using his own hands.

“Uhm.. I .. uh, should get back .. to my task..” he mumbled/stuttered slightly before he dared to look at the other again, the blush now even spreading further across his face. Slowly he turned himself back to the little car he had brought, placing the dropped book with the other’s, before letting his gaze travel back towards the male from the same height before he looked up at the shelf he had desperately tried to reach. It was only when his eyes travelled around the room that he noticed the ladder just behind the other, causing Ryeowook to tilt his head slightly to the side, looking at the object before looking at the person in front of it. “Uhn.. are you going.. to use that..?” he softly asked, his head nodding a little towards the ladder before his hopeful gaze went back towards the other, silently begging that he could take a quick use of the object, so that the masters around the room could use the thing without having to wait for the short maid to finish his taks.

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|Ugh.. Lol, at least my muse was back.. (A) |

@Master Jonghyun It was only a week ago that he had arrived at the huge mansion, shyly asking of the job offer for maids was still open. Sure, he could always have applied as a Master or a Stripper, but nobody would let him- or herself getting fooled by the short male. One quick glance over his figure was enough to tell that he neither had enough money to pay for the monthly rent for a Master bedroom and never could get mistaken for a dancer. For the first thing and role his clothing seemed to do the trick, after all, he only wore some old clothing he had gotten from his older brothers when they had become too tall to wear it and next to that he didn’t wear any kind of jewellery. As for the second profession. Not only was his body obvious not one of a dancer – and even strippers had a nice figure that could show off, after all, they got paid for showing themselves off – the crimson blush on his face was enough he didn’t had the guts to do it. All the things he had ever known in his life was home school and working on his family’s lands. And with the summer coming to an end most of the work on the lands had been done, meaning there was no work for Ryeowook anymore. Yet his poor parents still needed money to make sure to feed every mouth, meaning they chose to send away their third son – since his two elder brothers had already left the house – towards the new mansion which was still looking for staff. Remembering the words they had spoken to him he had tried to make his new job a success, knowing he wouldn’t be able to come back home empty handed, he knew what would be waiting for him if he did so.

That was the reason why the dark brunette had always done all his tasks without muttering, knowing damn well that his future would even be worse if he managed to get discharged from this job. And to be honest, not all of his task were that horrid, even having found one he actually found himself liking to do. Cooking had always been something what Ryeowook loved to do, easily forgetting about time when he would try out something new, mixing different flavours, tasting and re-starting the whole process if it didn’t turn out eatable. There simply was no way that he would serve food that wasn’t eatable, not able to live with the shame if it wasn’t the best he could do, wanting and hoping that those who ate it would like it. That was every chef’s goal, right? It was only too bad that that job already had been taken as soon as he arrived to ask for a job, yet that didn’t mean he couldn’t be in the kitchen much. Every night there would be a different set of maids be scheduled to help the chefs in the kitchen, helping with preparing food for the huge amount of mouths the mansion had to feed. And on the day’s he didn’t had to help he rather chose to cook dinner for himself, yet, always waking way to much that at least three quarters of it would be left for other’s to take.

Other duties he had were cleaning the Master’s bedrooms and other ‘public’ spaces from the mansion, making sure that the weeds wouldn’t appear between the beautiful plants and flowers in the garden or, just like today, re-organising the library. It wasn’t really that Ryeowook didn’t like books and hated reading, but this particular task was really, really troublesome. Not only where there enough people that just placed the books they had read into a random place, but the shelves were just too high for his short posture, making it impossible for him to reach the higher shelves. Insecure and shy as he was there was no way he would ask one of the other persons around the library to help him, let alone asking if he could borrow their ladders for a little moment. He was just desperately trying to put an average sized book back into the shelf – jumping in order to try to reach the shelf, since climbing up would just be impossible, he would only cause the shelves to come down – when he suddenly heard a voice coming from his right.

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@Maid Ryeowook Jonghyun was slightly tired of going just to his room or the nightclub and so he decided he was going to explore the large expanse of the mansion he was staying at, he set foot towards the kitchen first, he was hungry and so walking past rooms with names and numbers he was only beginning to realise now how big this place actually was, he was in awe at the fact that this was a nightclub and mansion all in one. Well it did have the space as it was certainly the largest mansion he had been in; it was probably easily still double the size of his own.

The master finally reached the kitchen grabbing enough food to make a sandwich and casually ate it while chefs and other people were cooking meals, he didn’t care much for dining, he preferred cooking his own meals as they always tasted nicer in his personal opinion, as he finished his meal he walked out of the room in to the lavish living room, it had expensive looking couches and art work across the room only making him shake his head, he was always curious to why there was grand artworks that probably cost well over thousands of dollars decorating the place instead of family photos or something unless it was more of a business than an actual house.

Jonghyun sighed as he continued through walking past a room stopping and walking backwards it was the library a place filled floor to ceiling almost with books, he loved to read as it was a good pass time, he read many types of books some of the more cliché books being based or even fantasy science fiction novels. He was quite broad when it came to books if it had an interesting story line he normally picked it up and so he walked in calmly and looked around of course this wasn’t a library that you went to just to borrow books so he would have to navigate himself or look for someone with knowledge of how to run and look at the books destinations or what type of contents there was. He was also slightly bored so communication with another human or even grabbing a great looking book just to pass the time.

There was rows and rows of books and he went down a few only to see it was stuff he wasn’t interested in, finally seeing signs of romance novels in the fourth isle he went down he noticed there was actually a person there, he smiled slightly acknowledging their presence, they were cute looking and seemed to be struggling with books from taller heights, he would have went over to help but he didn’t want to look like a fool trying to jump for books or trying to place books back, he spotted a step ladder and slowly began to drag it over towards the struggling man turning around once more to face him “Hey.. ah I was just wondering if you wanted some help as you seem to be having a little bit of trouble,” his tone was curious and in wonder of why the lad hadn’t tried going and grabbing the ladder to reach the higher shelves, he gave a smile as he stood next to the man. Jonghyun really didn’t look like a master today; his clothes were slightly older than normal and his pants a little tighter than they should have been.

There was a few reasons behind his clothes choice of today, he had been painting and didn’t want to ruin his newer and more expensive clothes. He had paint stains on his pants which almost looked like it was a part of the design but really it wasn’t. He had looked quite cheap today and he didn’t really care as long as he wasn’t mistreated or disrespected he would have been all good. Only a person who was observant would have noticed that he had paint on his hands but that was fine seeing as he was going to wash it off soon after he had found a book he wanted to read.
(sorry its not as long as it can be and sorry it isn't that great XD)

@Maid Jaejoong (Sure)

@Stripper Bora ( can we post at maid room 5? )

@Maid Jaejoong "Yeah its my shirt. Im okay so far, None of the master have hurt me yet." Bora said as she nuzzled his neck reassuringly. "Ill come in with you." she said, not wanting to be left outside, afriad a master might come and decide to but her early. She clung onto his back tighter, slightly surprised by how muscular he was getting.

(Have him start changing then bora will pounce? lol)

@Stripper Bora Jaejoong started to walk to his room while he asked Bora 'so... After 4 hours, it's your shift again? Are you fine so far? Did the masters hurt you too much or anything? Did you force you when you don't want to do it?' Jaejoong asked worriedly while gulping hard. He knew that was her job, but he can't help it. To see his best friends getting touch ny all those masters and had to put up with their nasty requests. 'We reach our room.. Do you want to come in or wait outside?' Jaejoong smiled.

( oops.. This plot is not going according to how we want. Maybe a little more? )

@Maid Jaejoong "Sure Jaejae" Bora agreed. She hated that her best friend was stuck cleaning up and messes left by the customers but just like he respected she had to strip she respeted he had to clean. She was just glad he had never gotten assigned to clean the club while it was her shift to strip.

@Stripper Bora Jaejoong nodded 'that would do then~ I haven't sing for long since I don't in front of others. Do you mind if I went to room to change my clothings before we go nightclub?' Jaejoong asked as he started to walk out of the library with Bora still on his back. Maids are really allow in nightclub unless cleaning which would mean, if Jaejoong don't change, he can't drink and spend time with Bora and can only clean there, cleaning all the mess by others.

@Maid Jaejoong "Sure Jaejae, lets sing! I havent heard your pretty voice in soooo long." Bora said, whining slightly. She nuzzled his cheek bac, smiling as she held him tightly. She would rather spend all her time with Jaejoong instead of off pleasing clients but life didnt work that way so she treasured every second of time they got together.

@Stripper Bora Jaejoong chuckled when Bora jumped onto his back and held her firmly, not letting her drop down. 'Let's see.. What have we missed out so far due to your stupid clients? We haven't drink together, sing together, play together.. We missed a lot. Do you mind making them up with me?' Jaejoong listed all the things they missed out and smiled as he nuzzles against her cheeks. He loved being with her. Especially skin contact which people don't understand why maid would hang with strippers since none of them do only her. It's because Jaejoong knew Bora wasn't like other strippers. She was a bubbly innocent girl yet force to be a stripper. He frown slightly at this thoughts

@Maid Jaejoong "Nope I have full four hours just for you." Bora said with a smile, jumping onto Jaejoong's back. She wasnt worried about him dropping her since he was strong and she did this to him all the time. "So wha should we do today Jaejae?" she asked, resting her cheek against hia.

@Stripper Bora Jaejoong quickly pick up all the cleaning equipment and ran to the cleaning door and dump all of the equipment in it, literally dumping it without bothering to arrange it, letting everything dropped to the floor with a loud thub. He knew if any of the cleaning equipment was spoilt, he would be punished but he can't let Bora wait for long, knowing how tight her schedules were. After putting it, Jaejoong went went back to Bora. 'I'm back. You are done right? I mean you don't have any clients afterwards right?' Jaejoong grinned happily, glad to have time with his friend.

@Maid Jaejoong Bora smiled and nodded. "Okay Jaejoong, ill wait." she said, letting go of him so he could do his work. She loved how Jaejoong was so focused on his work and smiled as she saw his dedication. She knew he didnt like how she had to strip here but she respected how he understood it was her job.

@Stripper Bora Jaejoong nodded slightly at her question. 'But I'm finish soon. Let me go and let me bring this away first before we talk okays?' Jaejoong smiles and smirked slightly when Bora kissed his neck. As much as Jaejoong dislike skin contact, he don't mind skin contact with Bora since they were best friends. He loved it when Bora bring him around to drink but dislike it when Bora had to strip and serve the master although he know that was her job.

@Maid Jaejoong "Just bored." She replied giving him a small kiss on the neck. "Are you busy?" She asked resting her chin on his shoulder. Jaejoong was one of the only people Bora trusted here and she loved being around him though their schedule conflicts prevented that from happening as much as she would have liked

@Stripper Bora Jaejoong was staring out when he felt a pair of arms wrapped around him. 'Hey Jaejoong.' someone purred in his ear. Knowing whose that y voice belong to, whose the perfume belong to, he turned his head slightly and smiled at her. 'Hey Bora. What's up?' He asked in a soft tone. Jaejoong and Bora had known each other since they first day they come here, always there for one another. In another words, Bora was Jaejoong's trusted friend and best girlfriend.