Hyeop couldn't stop his tears flowing out of his eyes, and he can't keep his sobs between his lips. He can taste his own blood by biting his bottom lip hard, fangs digging in it.
He felt disgusted all over, his neck glistening with Fin's spit in the sunlight that seeping through the small window.
Jeongsun noticed Hyeop's gaze was focused on Fin, still miraculously with the energy to glare at him while still biting his bottom lip, blood flowing out from his lips where he had been biting. Until Fin attacked his lips again, with a lot more fervor than before, licking the blood and sucked it from the small wound.
Hyeop shut his eyes tight, and Fin began to thrust harder and faster. Jeongsun's foxy eyes fixated on them.
He didn’t realize just how much Fin enjoyed Hyeop's lips.
Feeling uncomfortable in his groin, Jeongsun stood up and sit above Hyeop's head. He unconsciously brushed his very dark hair causing the younger opened his eyes but didn't spare a glare at him, instead he glared at the ceiling.
Fin finally let Hyeop breathe, moaning into his ear. He can see new tears pooling there.
Jeongsun leaned in close to his other ear, close enough to smell Hyeop's skin, and the scent of burnt sugar with the mix of Fin's scent.
"How are you feeling little kitten?" asked Jeongsun but Hyeop didn't answer him so he continued. "Do you feel good with Fin all the way inside you? He has a really nice cock, doesn’t he? Although he don't know how to use it."
Jeongsun chuckled as the sound of Fin's skin slapping against Hyeop's grew even louder.
"That is really a shame but I can't blame him though since he is a omega and need to be f*cked by his alpha in the a*s, you know,"
Hyeop's jaw twitched as he frowned, refusing to look at Jeongsun, not even interested in his blabbering about omega in heat. Hyeop disliked how his entire body was being shaken by Fin's thrusts.
But he reminded himself that he has his pride. This was the only thing he have to be not submissive.
"Still have that raven face huh?"
Hyeop flinched and Fin thrusts a few more times, the sound wetter than before. He felt Fin's hot liquid run his insides and he seemed like he wanted to sob again.
"You didn't knot him do you?" Jeongsun asked and Fin shook his head.
"I badly want to but," Fin sighed finally pulled out, gently straightening Hyeop's leg to a more comfortable angle.
Drops of semen with tinged pink pool on the floor.
"He is not like us?" Jeongsun continued causing Fin to sigh in disappointment.
Hyeop's jaw trembled and his lips wobbled; he took a deep breath, staring at the ceiling with great vain.
He felt Fin caressed his cheek with his thumb and he closed his eyes, letting his tears flow at the corner of his eyes.
"My rut hasn't faded," Fin groaned, removing his fingers at Hyeop which was the younger's relief. He doesn't want to be touched now.
Fin stood up and incredibly reluctant to leave, hemming and hawing for a good few minutes.
"You need your alpha to take the rest of your heat, now go," said Jeongsun and Fin gave him a warning look as the younger verbally shooed him out the door, already observing Hyeop's pitiful form.
He felt Fin's intent, watchful gaze on him as he quietly crawled closer to Hyeop.
"Don't you dare f*ck him! Please, just clean him," warned Fin, and Jeongsun smiled even more when he heard the slam of the door.
Hyeop jerked, knowing what will happen to him next. He cried silently, gaze focused at the ceiling hoping anyone to just leave him alone.
"Hmm... I didn't know there was another gloat left after we finished off Gong Pil and Shannon. Maybe, you are their son?" said Jeongsun with a chuckle. "Is that why you are different from your twin?"
Hyeop froze, listening to every words Jeongsun said.
"Is that why you both are not alike?"
There is no way he was adopted.
"I have a point right? It's so obvious, from your features to your blood, you are suitable to be Hyunsung's twin than Junhyuk."
Hyeop didn't say anything, he just cried like a pitiful child and let Jeongsun say things to him that would wrecked his whole personality.
"I am sure you were adopted. There was no way you and Junhyuk are twins, very impossible," said Jeongsun.
'Who are you to say that like you know us? How do you even know our name?'
'You are nothing but a sick f*cker maniac that loves to torture humans, all of you!' he said to himself while crying silently.
"Did you bite your tongue? Why don't you say a word? I want to hear your voice," snapped Jeongsun but received no reply from him.
"Oh well, let's just have fun shall we? I want to experience f*cking someone like you, a gloat."
Hyeop remained still as Jeongsun began moving his hand over Hyeop's sweat-slickened stomach, so toned with such a tiny waist, and softly traced his fingertips over his hips and down to his thighs.
"I remembered when your twin doing much, saying much, reacting at the tiny touches like this unlike you. Still stiff like that huh?"
Hyeop continued crying, thinking about his twin and the possible options, and reason that he was adopted. His abs contracted suddenly as he jerks his hips away from the touch.
"Oh now you reacting," said Jeongsun with amusement in his voice.
He suddenly straddled Hyeop's waist, holding his hands down. Hyeop hasn’t resisted and just staring into nothing but Jeongsun don't trust him to stay obedient.
"I never imagined I would get this opportunity to f"ck some gloat, Hyeopil." Jeongsun began, as Hyeop stared at the ceiling coldly.
Jeongsun was sure that Hyeop cried a lot just how red his eyes were.
"You cried a lot like your twin huh?"
Hyeop took shaky breaths, fisting his hands and thought of anything possible way to escape from this maniac, now that he is free from the chains yet only his wrists were tied. He can make it though.
He slowly moved his legs and with Jeongsun taking his guard down. He quickly took a strike, knee Jeongsun on his stomach. A low grunt from him signaled Hyeop's mind to run.
He crawled away and get up but Jeongsun was fast to grab his hips. Hyeop panted heavily, winded by just that much activity after the events of today.
Jeongsun was glad for Fin tiring Hyeop like this. He can easily do something to him without so much struggles from him.
"After what happened to you, you still have energy left in you? That's fine though, you are weak anyway," said Jeongsun and pressed his cr*tch up against Hyeop's still perky a*s.
Hyeop tried to crawl away while sobbing hard, but Jeongsun grabbed the back of his neck and shoved his head down.
Blood and c*m were dripping slowly out of Hyeop. Staining Jeongsun's pants and underwear were a little gross, but he doesn't seemed to mind as he grinds his hips against Hyeop's; this turned him on.
He only do it for a few seconds before backing off, not wanting to get too excited.
He straddled Hyeop's legs once again to keep him in place, then pulled his own pants and underwear down and just enough to show his c*ck out. While Hyeop closed his eyes shut tight but opened it again when he felt Jeongsun slapped his face.
"You should not close your eyes when I'm f*cking you!" he growled as he lined himself up and slowly pushed into his hole.
Hyeop shut his eyes tight, holding his scream by biting his bottom lip hard, tears aimlessly flowing out of his eyes. While Jeongsun felt the younger's insides, warm, really warm, warm than human's, and warmer than his lovers'.
He can feel something tingling inside that pressing against his c*ck that made him fully aroused than before.
Is this what felt like of being inside of the gloat?
The pleasure was incredibly amazing and overwhelming.
"You're still so fucking tight," said Jeongsun and heard Hyeop's pained whimpering more clearly. He clenched his fingers tightly around Hyeop's waist.
Jeongsun gave Hyeop seconds to adjust himself to the feeling of his c*ck that slightly bigger than Fin; now fully inside, before set a cruel swift, hard pace.
Hyeop squeaked, tired of struggling, tired of the pain that consumed him. It felt like eternity and he's tired of it. The monsters of this house has no sympathy, they are monster indeed.
Jeongsun relished in the feeling of his c*ck dragging along inside of the younger. Hyeop pained cries made Jeongsun more excited as he felt the younger's blood, warm and wet, starting to ease the drag. His arousal reignited, more sinister than before but he suddenly slowed down and pulled his length out.
He sat and catched his breath for a moment, watching Hyeop lie crumpled on the floor, admiring his hole, observing as a line of bloodied c*m trickled out and flowing down.
"You are really in great pain hm?" asked Jeongsun but still received no reply from the other. "You must feel good too, I am not that selfish like Fin you know."
"D-don't... t -- "
Jeongsun ignored Hyeop's forming sentence and immediately cut him off as he grabbed him around the waist, carefully avoiding his weak thrashing, and positioned him on his hands and knees, gripping him tighter as he whispered, "I’m gonna make you enjoy this. You should be glad."
Jeongsun lined up again, one hand fisted in Hyeop's hair. He watched as Hyeop's mouth contorted in disgust and tears flow unbidden from his eyes.
He leaned over his back and buried his face on Hyeop's neck, nipping and biting the soft skin. Jeongsun relished at the comfortable feeling of his warmth but contort in disgust at the strong bitter smell coming from his pulse point.
Jeongsun thrust slowly, trying out several slightly different angles until he found the exact one he wanted. Hyeop gasped loudly, eyes wide. Jeongsun grinned with a sadistic glint in his eye after knowing that he found what he's looking for.
Hyeop’s mouth dropped open for a moment until he bites his lip forcefully. Jeongsun thrusted deep and slow into the younger, watching in fascination as he tried to fight the pleasure he is clearly intensely experiencing.
"Feeling better now?" asked Jeongsun with a wide grin while grinding his hips against him in a way he now know Hyeop liked.
Hyeop only groaned and Jeongsun thrusts just right at the exact point, and Hyeop's face melts from pleasure to horror as he felt himself c*m. That put Jeongsun over the edge, and he c*m inside Hyeop, just in time when the door opened and Minhee went inside.
"Seemed you're enjoying your time f*cking the twin," Minhee said and walked towards them, looking down at the docile gloat on the floor.
"He's a good f*ck, his insides is amazing," Jeongsun said, grinding so slightly against him causing the younger jerk.
"I'm afraid the couple will know what you did. They're so possessive over that boy," said Minhee.
Jeongsun pulled himself out and let Hyeop lie on the floor. He turned the younger over and leaned for a kiss but Hyeop quickly turned his face to the side.
"I'll let that pass for now," said Jeongsun and leave a slippery wet kiss on his cheek.
Hyeop closed his eyes in disgust earning a giggle from Jeongsun.
"Stop it Jeongie, let the twin rest for awhile. He need his energy for dinner. Anyway, what is he?" Minhee asked.
Jeongsun fixed himself and stood up, untying his wrists before looped the chains around his ankle.
"I will ask Jihae to clean you up," he said to Hyeop before looking at Minhee. "As for your question, he's a gloat."
Minhee nodded. "Okay, come out now and help Seunghyun prepare the table."
Jeongsun nodded before heading out while Minhee stared at him for a moment before following the younger out of the basement.
Hyeop was left alone in the cold, dark basement with the sunlight that coming from the window only his light. He stayed like that, curling himself into a ball and cried his heart out until he fell asleep.
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Hyeop woke up when he felt cold all over his body, harsh water suddenly slapped all over him and he snapped his eyes open immediately only to be greeted by harsh water. Hyeop coughed when some of the water came inside his mouth.
His belongings were gathered up and removed from the room as he looked around. He was still in the basement and the floor was already pooled with water from the hose. Hyeop shivered from the cold, he wasn't wearing anything and he was afraid he might catch a cold.
"Oh, you awake?"
Hyeop looked at the guy in front of him, holding a hose. It was the guy with that blonde guy, Jihae was it?
He wasn't sure since his vision was blurred and he just basing it by their figures.
He tried to move but Jihae quickly moved closer to him and straddled him.
"You should be happy I'm cleaning you up," Jihae smiled and pulled the box with soap, shampoo and sponge in it. "It is a good bath, right?"
Hyeop only groaned, body aching all over, he tried to struggle but he was still weak for not having anything to eat.
Jihae took the soap and sponge, scrubbing it against each other and scrubbed Hyeop's skin too harshly and raw causing the younger wince in pain. Jihae still have that smile while cleaning him, seemingly enjoying this moment.
Hyeop could feel his skin just got a scratch from the raw scrubbing.
"You're f*cking sick in the head, all of you! I swear I'm going to kill you the second I get free -- "
His words turned into pain cries when Jihae steady the hose in front of his face and hose him off. It was a cool, steady stream and very rough.
"We will make sure you won't get out of here," said Jihae and turned off the hose, placing it beside him and continued cleaning him up, and moving down to his legs as though Hyeop hadn't even moved. Afraid, Jihae might hose him again in the face.
"Your skin is really delicate, pardon for my very raw scrubbing," Jihae apologized and he reached his a*s and threats flowed from Hyeop's mouth without pause and full of vitriol.
His a*s was scrubbed and his hole was cleaned out regardless of his threats, struggles and attempts at kicking. Jihae's hand reached for his d*ck and balls, and legs, spraying and scrubbing them, finishing at his feet.
Jihae stood up and get the shampoo before pulling Hyeop up. He can feel Jihae behind him opening the shampoo and his hands rubbing against each other to spread it all over his palms before he felt his raw hands working on his hair. Jihae massaged his scalp causing the younger relaxed a bit.
After the rough shower, Jihae was just there, seating in front of Hyeop while touching his healed wound.
Hyeop slapped his hand away earning a dark chuckle from the alpha.
"Get dressed and... make sure you win yourself," he said and pulled Hyeop onto his lap, spreading his a*s with his two fingers before inserting his finger inside him.
Hyeop yelped and stared at Jihae with wide eyes. Jihae only smiled and pressed his lips against the younger. Hyeop whimpered as he felt the tongue poking on his lips and fingers moving inside him.
"Make yourself win," he whispered against his lips before pushing him off of his lap.
Hyeop watched Jihae suck his own fingers, licking it, those fingers he just dipped inside his a*s. He can't help but shiver in disgust. Jihae stared at Hyeop with seductive stares while sucking his own lips before leaving him.
Hyeop was left alone and confused, seating in the dark basement.
What was that?
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Hyeop was much comfortable with clothes, sweater and jeans but the fact that they gave him any shoes to protect his barefoot from the wet floor in the basement made him uncomfortable. The mattress he was using earlier was still wet and he doesn't have his glasses yet.
He currently seating on the table with his ankle chained again, his hair was messy and he smelled really bitter, smell of frustration was reeking out of his pulse point.
He brought his ankle up to his leg and placed it there comfortably, checking the chains that looped around his ankle. He examined it carefully but without his glasses, he can do nothing but wait until any of them give him glasses.
He sat there for more minutes until he heard the door opened but he turned around, gaze still fixated on the wall in front of him. Even he turned around if his vision was blurred like 100 percent, he can't see. Hyeop felt arms wrapped around him and a soft lips pressed against his temple.
"How are you feeling?" He recognized the voice and he turned around where he can see the figure, it was Jihae. "Fin wanted to give you the glasses he just bought last night, but his rut still kicking in and the others is taking good care of him now. I think he's rutting because of your bitter scent, keep that scent to yourself now please," Jihae begged nicely and at some point, Hyeop stopped permeating his scent all over the place.
Jihae smiled and put the glasses on Hyeop's eyes. Hyeop blinked and now, can clearly see his surroundings.
"Can see better?" Jihae asked politely and Hyeop nodded. "Good, now, come with me and the game will start soon but first we need you to eat your lunch."
Hyeop watched Jihae removing the chain on his ankle before carrying him like a child. He knew Hyeop can't walk properly, he can see how the younger enduring the soreness in his aching body.