#xdasbeerboot

why i like them: because he's a stupid cocky dinosaur who has nostrils as big as his ego

why i don't: not possible with this man

favorite era: LLO!!!! this was such a glorious era for him. everything, from his hair to his clothes --it screams sexy, hot and cute <3

otp: JONGTAEEEE!!!

unpopular opinion: slow down with the gym please. i want his skinny body back T^T

a wish: I WISH OPPA WOULD MARRY ME. LOL NOT. I WISH HE WOULD MARRY TAEMIN OK THAT WOULD MAKE ME REALLY FUCKING HAPPY

an oh-god-please-don't-ever-happen: get into the army (god no please) get sick, get injured, get a girlfriend (dnw the whole drama again but if it makes him happy, pfft fine!)

5 words to best describe them: only love of my life

LMAO

LMAO

I don't just play Kingdom Hearts.

my friend Aya and I have three connected roleplays, one spanning over the time of KH2, one set after KH2 and one set 1700 years after that.

Donghae can never eat them properly

they always get stuck on his fingers

and then he whines and asks me to help him get them off.

☼ - Yay

☺ - You are my friend, silly

♣ - We will cuddle a lot, you don't even know :y

Kyuhyun's words only made Ryeowook laugh, did Kyuhyun really think this was all that simple? Ryeowook had snapped enough to drug their food and molest them, what made Kyuhyun think Ryeowook didn't have a lot of unconventional measures up his sleeve?

"I can't break you?" Ryeowook chuckled darkly, "but I can break your skin" he said and nonchalantly picked a sharp letter opener off the table above Kyuhyun's head.

Kyuhyun swallowed thickly "You wouldn't" Kyuhyun began to falter, between Ryeowook's peircing gaze, Yesung's slurping and the light whimpers from Henry.

"Wouldn't I?" Ryeowook simply asked and moved the tip of the blade to where Kyuhyun's skin and the top of his shirt met, right between the mans collarbones.

Ryeowook had barely made a nip in Kyuhyun's skin when the younger man suddenly shouted out in panic. It was his weakness and Ryeowook knew it; Kyuhyun did not want anymore scars on his body.

"Please don't!" Kyuhyun almost sobbed, his eyes panic stricken and darting around the room, looking for someone to protect him from memories long passed.

Ryeowook was very amused by the fact that Kyuhyun was breaking easier than Yesung had.

He quickly dragged the letter opener down Kyuhyun's shirt, splitting it open completely and making Kyuhyun squirm to get away from the sharp metal in the small mans hands.

"Does this mean you'll let me do as I please?" Ryeowook asked Kyuhyun, again setting the metal on his skin.

Kyuhyun, almost hyperventillating at this point gave a hard nod.

"And Yesung can suck dick?" he asked for clarification, taking a sick pleasure in the choking sound Yesung made when Ryeowook said it like that.

"Yes, fucking hell, yes! Just don't cut me!" Kyuhyun shouted.

Ryeowook stepped away with a cheerful smile and returned to Yesung's side, watching with satisfaction as the man pleasured Henry, who had begun to wake from the overwhelming pleasure on his dick.

But unlike the others, Henry was not shouting or crying, not looking distraught or upset.

In fact Henry looked to be enjoying himself quite a bit, the young mans eyes hooded as he watched Yesung sloppily suck him off.

"Feels good doesn't it?" Ryeowook asked, making Henry look up at him.

Henry simply nodded and let out a moan of appreciation.

"You have me to thank for that" Ryeowook said, slipping the knife into the binds of Yesung's hands and the rope that tied Yesung's feet to the table and cutting the man free.

Yesungs feet were still bound, but his hands were free now and he could move away from Ryeowook and Henry if he decided to try and crawl away. But he continued to do as Ryeowook said.

It was clear Yesung was terrified.

Henry on the other hand was in ecstacy, moans steadily falling from his lips.

"Stop" Ryeowook demanded of Yesung and instantly Yesung was pulling up and shuffling away from Henry.

"H-hey! I was about to-" Henry complained instantly, hard dick throbbing between his thighs.

"If you want to cum, you have to help me out here" Ryeowook's grinned and pet Henry's chest, making the young man whine and nod.

Yesung struggled against the hand on the back of his head desperately, his lips and face grazing Henry's semi hard dick in ways that made tears prickle in his eyes.

"No!" Yesung shouted, almost getting Henry's dick in his mouth as he spoke.

There was a mild scuffle between Ryeowook and Yesung, of course Yesung couldn't do a lot with his hands bound behind him and expectedly Ryeowook was able to overcome him easily.

Ryeowook pushed Yesung's shoulders to the floor, their faces mere inches apart from each other as Ryeowook contemplated what to do with such a disobeying person.

Poor Yesung was getting the worst of the punishments so far and began to cry harder and thrash as Ryeowook's knee settled between his spread legs, pressing against his crotch threateningly.

"You need to do as I say" Ryeowook cooed, licking at Yesung's tears as the pressure of his knee became more painful than threatening.

"Or you will be punished" he added, ignoring Yesung's crys of pain "If you do as I say you wont be" he made it sound in his tone as if doing what Ryeowook said was rewarding, and to Yesung, keeping his junk was reward enough.

When his knee pulled away Yesung was nodding submissively and sagged into Ryeowook's leading grip, letting Ryeowook do as he pleased.

"Yesung don't do it!" was shouted across the room as Henry dissapeared into Yesung's mouth.

Ryeowook turned to the source of the voice, seeing Kyuhyun trying to force the nylon ropes that tied him to the leg of his computer table.

He was a member of KRY, so it was pretty easy to see why he would be so effected by seeing Ryeowook basically torture Yesung into performing sexual acts on a sleeping man.

"Didn't you just see what happens when you disobey me?" Ryeowook practically seethed at Kyuhyun, leaving Yesung to it as he stormed over to the other member of the group.

Kyuhyun spat at Ryeowook when he was close enough, a glob of spit landing on Ryeowook's boot.

"Why are you doing this?" Came a soft muddled voice, the leader, Leeteuk looking up from the floor where his hands were tied to the feet of the couch.

Ryeowook practically ignored him "Oh look~ Henry's still unconscious" the small man almost squealed, rushing to straddle Henry's lap and brush some hair out of Henry's closed eyes.

"He's such a pig, eating so fast" Ryeowook mumbled to himself, slowly unbuttoning Henry's shirt, making the room eerily silent as it became aparent Ryeowook was going to do as he pleased, regardless if anyone was conscious.

"I swear he'd eat a horse if we served it u-"

"Why are you doing this!?" Leeteuk shouted, smacking his free leg against the floor so that he got Ryeowook's attention. He wanted to protect them, but he was tied up, so this would have to do.

Ryeowook simply turned his head to face Leeteuk, hands still on Henry's half unbuttoned shirt.

"It's time to teach you all a lesson" he growled, hands grabbing at the edges of the fabric and ripping the rest of the shirt open, taring a massive chunk of the material out to reveal the younger mans soft chest.

"You all need to be taught... trained" he added with a wicked grin, nails dragging down Henry's chest in a way that left red lines down the sleeping maknae's skin.

Leeteuk's jaw dropped, never in his wildest nightmares could he imagine the sweet Ryeowook doing these things, drugging them, trying them up, hurting them.

Maybe this was just a nightmare? Yes. That had to be it.

Leeteuk closed his eyes, wishing himself awake, but a sudden gasp caused him to open his eyes again.

Ryeowook had leaned down and began to lavish attention over the sleeping Henry's nipples, and even in his sleep, the young man's body was reacting to Ryeowook's ministrations.

You could see the blush that began to cover Henry's skin, and when Ryeowook squirmed with a giggle, it was clear that blood was rushing other places on Henry as well.

"Henry has no complaints~" Ryeowook cooed, sliding backwards off Henry and tugging on the younger man's shorts until they slid down his leg's collecting at his ankles where they were tied closed to Yesung's.

You could see Henry's semi hard dick poking up and many members shuffled, the sound of chains and cuffs clinking showing that everyone was uncomfortable with this fact.

Ryeowook only chuckled darkly "Get used to it, or I'll make you get used to it" and with those words he roughly grabbed Yesung's hair and pulled him slightly until he was basically inches away from Henry's dick.

The members groggily began to wake all around the same time, Donghae and Henry being the exceptions as they had consumed more than their fair share of Ryeowook's sleep laden food in the short amount of time.

"Good morning~" Ryeowook purred cheerfully, standing in the middle of the group with his hands folded in front of him.

Around him in almost a perfect circle, the members were placed, tied up, chained up and handcuffed in various ways to prevent them from escaping Ryeowook, or struggling too much.

Yesung snorted awake, startled by Ryeowook's cheerful voice peircing his hazed mind. He could barely see straight, but he could see enough to know that something wasn't right.

"Is that my leather jacket!?" yelled from one side of the room, followed by the sounds of chain's rattling. It was Siwon, trying to break free of the bonds that had him hog tied and displayed on the floor.

"It looks good on me doesn't it?" Ryeowook simply said, running his hands down the lapel and stroking the black leather that wrapped his body in an almost threatening manner.

Of course Yesung didn't care about Siwon's leather jacket, what he did care about was his black satin pants that were currently wrapped around Ryeowook's lower half.

"Yah!" Yesung almost slurred, falling sideways with the way his hands were bound behind him, his legs tied to the feet of the coffee table only adding to his displacement.

"Take those pants off! Who said you could borrow them!" Yesung normally would have looked past it, but being groggy and surrounded by his brothers all tied up made him a little bit on edge.

"What did you say?" Ryeowook's tone dropped and he stormed over to Yesung, boots heavy on the wooden floor of the room.

"I said take them off! They're mine!" Yesung stuck to his guns.

"Well that's too bad, because I want them to be mine" Ryeowook simply stated before taking one more step forward until he was standing between Yesung's open legs.

Yesung looked up from the floor with a scowl, but it quickly turned into horrified pain as Ryeowook's foot slowly came down on his crotch, putting enough pressure to cause pain but not hurt Yesung's junk.

"Ah-ahhh! Stop! Stopitstopit" Yesung begged for his dick and practically choked on air as Ryeowook's foot pulled away.

"What were you saying?" Ryeowook asked sweetly, darkness in his eyes to offset his true meaning.

"They're...mine?" he whimpered out, but began to struggle and scream as Ryeowook's boot clad foot return, this time pressing harder.

Yesung was not a strong man, especially against such cruel measures and soon he was screaming "Okay! Okay! STOP!" as tears ran down his face to drop on the floor.

Ryeowook smiled and walked back to the middle of the circle of men, eyes landing on Siwon. "Were you saying something before?".