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( Surprise me. ) Sorry if it’s too early. @lightsideofseoul

Trying to reach behind him, Haneul let out a soft groan as he just couldn't manage to pull the corset, he was wearing for his costume tight enough. Tilting his head back in annoyance the fae crinkled his nose and leaned against the wall while puffing out his cheeks.

"I swear... I need to start hitting the gym more..."

Abby was as careful as he could be when he started to pull on the strings before tying them and then lightly pulling the other against his chest to help him stay calm ; he checked to make sure that he didn’t tie it too tight, he didn’t want to hurt the male -/ he wanted to protect the boy, with his whole heart — if it meant dying for Haneul.. he would. He was very careful with Haneul because he knew the other male was fragile and that he could break easily, silently holding him to make sure that he is okay.

❝ Did I hurt you darling? Are you alright? Let me know if it’s too tight for you.. honey. ❞

Abby then grabbed his sides to carefully massage some more of his sensitive areas since the demon could already sense what was sore and what hurt with the way the corset sat, starting to try and loosen it for him.

Haneul laughed softly at the demon's incredibly apparent worry and simply shook his head as he placed his hands carefully onto the demon's chest. He simply wanted to reassure the other that he was fine and that he hadn't made it too tight or hurt him in any sense of the word.

"I just know now that I need to start going to the gym more often if I ever want to lace up my own corset."

The fae explained his hands remaining in place before shyly removing them once he realized just how intimate and awkward the situation truly was from that standpoint. They were strangers yet he was already getting a bit too touchy.

@lightsideofseoul

(Theo & Dae-hyun. )

The sudden voice had managed to catch Dae off guard, the others were sleeping aside from himself and the captain. Making his way from below deck the warlock raised an eyebrow curiously before his lips began to form up into a smirk.

"Well, well... What do we have here? A little lost kitten?"

Dae's voice echoed across the silent deck as he remained just outside of view. The boat had already begun to set sail, the only chance for the stowaway to get away long gone. The sound of heavy boots on creaking wooden boards added to the eerie demeanor of the mist-stricken boat. As he eventually moved closer, the pirate tucked his hands into his pockets before slowly bending down getting a better look.

"A stowaway, huh~? Better that I had found you than Captain or the first mate. They may not have been so kind to ya."

Theo was still weary as he peeked at the two that were in the kitchen cooking, he wanted to explore but didn’t know if it would be worth it. He wanted to make sure he looked good enough for dinner so he went to observe the place, maybe he could keep on his own clothes for now since there was nothing wrong with them.

❝ D.. Sir.. if they won’t take you from me.. does that mean I’m allowed to stay on the ship? A-and also.. my names Theo.. that would help you a bit… ❞

the thought of being teased about being in a shark belly already made him anxious, wondering if they would actually put him in there.. and if they did then would he wouldn’t be safe.. and that irked him, nor would he be around people which he didn’t like to be alone, it made him really anxious — as he was laying down on the bed from the room his thoughts wandered — wandered into things that could be a possibility — what if they were tricking him..?

Theo was so distracted that he didn’t even realize that it had been fifteen minutes and he was still in the room laying on the bed — way deep in thought, talking to himself even, what he did when he felt alone.

❝. I wonder what… time it is now, what would I be doing right now if I was at home — probably snuggling up in bed…. ❞

"Theo-ya, it's time for supper."

Haneul called out again as a fist raised and knocked on the hard wooden door. The fairy was hiding his wings, something he did around strangers mainly because he had experienced people trying to hunt him down just to steal his wings a good portion of his adult life before joining the pirates. So, it really was just a protective habit until he got to know people. As he waited a few more moments he reached forward slowly opening the door and peeking his head in.

"Theo-ya, Daehyun-ah had me come get you. It's time for supper. I hope you're hungry. Taerin-hyung made his famous kimchi stew."

A smile danced across the fairy's face and he instantly turned his head to see Dae making his way down the corridor.

"Is he up?"

Dae asked while peeking in.

Jaesun and the pirates were well known for their criminal activities throughout the city of Seoul, pretty much everyone knew who the black pirates were and knew to keep on their best behaviors when they were around. This also included the businesses that Jaesun had under his belt which included everything from nightclubs to strip clubs throughout the Hannam district of Seoul entertaining the high-end elites of Korean society and Jaesun made it a mission to make sure that all of his establishments, though many were just fronts, were up to his expectations. He had already given a heads up to one of his more popular strip clubs of his attendance for the evening, just to check in on things and go through the financial aspects.

"Alright, everyone come close."

The club's manager Min-soo began as he gathered the dancers, bartenders and staff around him before he continued on.

"The big boss is coming in tonight; everyone needs to hold themselves up to the standards he has set for the establishment. Boss man is a very particular man, if he senses anything wrong... it could end with one if not all of us losing our jobs."

Min-soo had worked for Jae for years, he was one of the few humans in Seoul that actually knew what he was not just as a crime boss but also as a creature of the night. He had seen what Jae had done to previous employees that displeased him and definitely didn't want that to occur with himself or those he personally hired on. Dismissing the group to open up the club he made his way towards the back in which he prepared the office for whenever Jaesun was to arrive. It wasn't much longer before a man entered his slick back white hair, that resembled that of freshly fallen snow, glistening in the strobing lights from the miniature stages as he made his way through the floor and towards the back of the club before disappearing into the back office that usually remained locked. Soft murmurs began to stir, some of the dancers had seen Jae before, most being transferred from his other clubs throughout the city. His reputation preceded him, the young mafia crime lord who's eyes held centuries of discipline and resoluteness. Unknown to the club, the mirror on the back wall was not just a mirror but a one way mirror that allowed view of the entire club from the office. As Jaesun listened to Min-soo about the financial aspect of the club the vampire's eyes fixated on one of the dancers.

"That one there... what is his name?"

He asked cutting off Min-soo mid-sentence and caused the manager to turn in his seat to see whom Jaesun was referring to.

"That's Lune, one of our new dancers."

The manager replied immediately before turning his attention back to Jae who's lips began to tug into an amused smirk.

"Bring him to me."

“Jaesun, sir, what I desire…” The way Jaesun was handling him, the hold on his chin, his hands. How the distance between them just seemed to be shrinking. What started as an opportunity to grow in the business was quickly changing and turning into something much bigger.

Lying didn’t seem to be an option, not that he wanted to lie to Jaesun. He couldn’t. He knew he shouldn’t. Lune just wasn’t used to being this open about his desires, his wants. Not used to being asked, not used to being given this chance to speak his mind. Always told to do the opposite. “I am thinking about how it’s so hard to look away from you, how those eyes just reel me in. Everything about you. So captivating. So sharp. I am thinking about..” you.. before he could finish the sentence he’s pinned against that desk, heart skipping a beat. Lips slightly parted. What was happening? Lune was confused, but nothing inside him wanted to stop this. Jaesun was like a magnet. He just met this man, there was no way he should be feeling this kind of a pull towards him, yet he was. Irresistible. Lune was instantly hooked.

Trapped between the table and Jaesun, between the cold wood and that strong body. Those words ringing in his head. Was Jaesun the person he’d been looking for? If not, why was he feeling such a strong connection with a man he barely knew? It had to mean something, right?

An offer like that, for what price? Lune knew he should at least think it through, to take a few days and carefully weight the pros and cons, but his heart seemed to decide for him. His arms wrap around Jaesun’s neck, pulling the other closer, closer to his neck that is. Head slightly tilted. Lune wasn’t oblivious to what Jaesun was, the way he had been looking at him, at his neck specifically. Those eyes. Jaesun was powerful. Immortal. A vampire.

"I'll make you mine but gradually. As much as I want to taste that blood of yours... I know that's not what you're desiring at the moment."

His tone was steadfast; there was no wavering his process. He would bite him, eventually but he was never one to bite on the first 'date' so to speak. That didn't mean that he wouldn't try to take Lune to his bed. He wasn't above that. Eventually the shirt slid completely off of his shoulders and onto the floor, eventually to be long forgotten until they were ready to redress. Beginning to unbuckle his belt he then moved to bind the dancer's wrists with the leather.

"I need to see just how long I can go without ruining this flawless skin of yours."

Jae was testing himself, normally when it came to others he had been with over the years he never tried to see how long he could go without feeding on them. Normally he didn't care what happened to them, but Lune was a different story. His fingers moved to wrap around the dancer's neck as he gently began to rut against him with a possessive growl. The eagerness of the younger male was alluring, the desire to simply tear everything off immense but wanted to do this correctly. He was a gentleman after all.

"Get on your knees for me~."

Jaesun and the pirates were well known for their criminal activities throughout the city of Seoul, pretty much everyone knew who the black pirates were and knew to keep on their best behaviors when they were around. This also included the businesses that Jaesun had under his belt which included everything from nightclubs to strip clubs throughout the Hannam district of Seoul entertaining the high-end elites of Korean society and Jaesun made it a mission to make sure that all of his establishments, though many were just fronts, were up to his expectations. He had already given a heads up to one of his more popular strip clubs of his attendance for the evening, just to check in on things and go through the financial aspects.

"Alright, everyone come close."

The club's manager Min-soo began as he gathered the dancers, bartenders and staff around him before he continued on.

"The big boss is coming in tonight; everyone needs to hold themselves up to the standards he has set for the establishment. Boss man is a very particular man, if he senses anything wrong... it could end with one if not all of us losing our jobs."

Min-soo had worked for Jae for years, he was one of the few humans in Seoul that actually knew what he was not just as a crime boss but also as a creature of the night. He had seen what Jae had done to previous employees that displeased him and definitely didn't want that to occur with himself or those he personally hired on. Dismissing the group to open up the club he made his way towards the back in which he prepared the office for whenever Jaesun was to arrive. It wasn't much longer before a man entered his slick back white hair, that resembled that of freshly fallen snow, glistening in the strobing lights from the miniature stages as he made his way through the floor and towards the back of the club before disappearing into the back office that usually remained locked. Soft murmurs began to stir, some of the dancers had seen Jae before, most being transferred from his other clubs throughout the city. His reputation preceded him, the young mafia crime lord who's eyes held centuries of discipline and resoluteness. Unknown to the club, the mirror on the back wall was not just a mirror but a one way mirror that allowed view of the entire club from the office. As Jaesun listened to Min-soo about the financial aspect of the club the vampire's eyes fixated on one of the dancers.

"That one there... what is his name?"

He asked cutting off Min-soo mid-sentence and caused the manager to turn in his seat to see whom Jaesun was referring to.

"That's Lune, one of our new dancers."

The manager replied immediately before turning his attention back to Jae who's lips began to tug into an amused smirk.

"Bring him to me."

A flood of compliments was definitely not what he had expected from this meeting. Taking a step closer and then another, just like he was asked. Just a few feet away from Jaesun. Close enough to touch.

“Ah, thank you sir.“ Lune bows politely, unable to believe what he was hearing. The words bringing a blush to his cheeks, a smile decorating those delicate features of his. Lune was definitely happy to hear that good things were said about him, that he had left a good impression on his manager and most importantly on Jaesun. Despite having been nervous before, he now felt rather blessed to be there with the owner, to have this chance to speak to him and… to discuss his future? Could he really want more than this? Lune needed to be honest with himself and with Jaesun.

“Sir. I love this job, I really do. But.. I don’t see myself dancing for forever. I would love an opportunity one day to climb up the ladder, maybe to be a manager one day. To actually have an impact on the company. I know you mentioned I make good money, but I feel like there is so much more I could do than just dance. I want…” Lune stops mid sentence. Those big doe like eyes follow Jaesun as the man stands up, when he steps closer and.. then comes the touch. Gentle. Thoughtful. Not pushy like some of the customers could be when they didn’t get their way.

How was he supposed to think straight?

Red. Red? Something about those eyes made it hard to focus. People didn’t just have the ability to change their eye colour whenever they wanted. What was it he was trying to tell Jaesun? What was it that Lune wanted? No one had ever asked him before. Deep down he knew what it was.

For a moment Lune is left speechless. That whisper causing it, the way Jaesun was smirking. Blood rushing to his face, causing it to turn even redder than it had been before, heart working twice as hard pumping that blood. Racing in his chest. It almost felt as if the man was flirting with him. It couldn’t be, right? Lune who was always composed and doing as told, he was actually struggling.

“Anything I could… want..”

For the first time he would avert his gaze, lowering his head. Chewing on those glossy lips of his. “The reason I work is money, of course. I think everyone is the same, we work to survive. Some of us simply need to work harder and longer than others. I haven’t had an easy life and I am used to working hard. Sometimes I do wish life was easier. It would be nice to have time and means to enjoy it.” Lune takes a deep breath, looking back up, letting their eyes meet once again.

“Money isn’t everything to me though. I want a reason to exist. I want someone to look at me and see me, someone to see my potential. Someone who desires me. I understand you want to assist me, help me reach the goals I have set for myself, but I am afraid this goal isn’t anything you can help me with.” It could be, but he couldn’t possibly think that Jaesun had any interest in him, at least not that kind of interest. Even if he did look at him in a manner that sent shivers down his spine, as if he was going to eat him alive. It made him nervous, made him bite his lip again.

"My offer still stands, Lune. I can have Min-soo teach you the basics about managing. You can remain a dancer but also be trained as an assistant manager under him. Eventually Min-soo will retire so it's always a wonderful idea to have someone already trained to take his position."

Jae's words clearly were based solely on the business aspect of Lune's desires but as the dancer looked away Jaesun reached out, strong fingers carefully gripping onto the dancer's chin to shift his gaze back up at him. There were more things that he could do than just offer a promotion opportunity, but he needed the consent to move forward with those ideas.

"Everyone wants someone to desire them, to have a reason to keep going..."

The vampire hummed as he thought about what his next choice of words were going to be. The scent of the other's blood was truly intoxicating Jae just based on scent alone and it was clouding his mind. Shaking his head to clear his head, Jae moved in even closer, his hands moving to grip onto Lune's as he allowed his eyes to soften slightly.

"I know what you mean by that. Very few people know the secrets I hold, but I can say I have waited centuries for the right person to be my reason for living. I want you to tell me something, I want you to tell me the whole truth... I will know if you lie. What are you thinking right now?"

Turning the two of them slightly Jae pinned Lune against his desk, his hands moving to rest on the cool oak desktop. His head tilted as his eyes moved down to the other's neck while licking his lips before looking back into his eyes.

"What if I said I could give you anything your heart could desire? That you would never have to struggle ever again? The only thing I would ask of you was one little, tiny thing~..."

Leaning in closer, Jae's lips brushed against the shell of Lune's ear as he pressed their bodies against each other as he offered what many would consider to be the offer of a lifetime. The next few words came out in a low, possessive growl.

"That you become mine."

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