10 Works by contemptuous
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Beads of sweat slicked his hands. His eyes burned from rubbing. He leant over and looked closely in the rear-view mirror. There was a thick whitish trail of mucus crawling from his left nostril like some sort of miserable mollusc. He blotted it with his shirt collar and it tacked cool and wet to his neck.
A window lit up in the house.
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Haechan went tense, muscles flexing under Mark’s hand. It was so fucked up. In the middle of the night, under the harsh, sterile practice room lights, surrounded by the members and doing nothing but hoping that their voices weren’t carrying.
“Okay, hyung,” Haechan said, obedient, pressing send. No one but Mark privy to his red ears, or the fixing-to-bruise hot spot under Mark’s palm.
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Mark spent almost a full 24 hours with Haechan, and still texted him to ask for more, pincered between everyday conversation. Don’t forget the dip, manager out next Thursday, did you take my charger?
Haechanie:
i’ve got your dip
it was my charger firstHe never got a reply to the other question.
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He wasn’t in the bathroom either. Mark paused, confused, looking at his own expression in the mirror. Shocky. Fraught. Secondhand stressed from the despairing pull of Haechan’s scent, luring and semi-sweet. Tangy. Almost like petroleum - a compelling mostly human mostly chemical smell.
Addictive.
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Haechan goes into rut. Mark is determined not to make it about him.
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- Part 4 of life could be sweet
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“Wah, you’re really a big boy,” Haechan said, more to say something than anything else. Mark ignored him, leaning in close. His hand came down on Haechan’s thigh, seeping heat down into his bones.
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Mark and Haechan take it to the next level.
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- Part 3 of life could be sweet
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Maybe, Renjun thought, maybe he’d buy nice things for her once he figured it out. Keeping her stuck in bed with a fat, heavy, expensive glass dildo filling her up deep. No need for zip-ties, or even to lock the front door. She’d just lie there, mind and cock useless, milking that thickness.
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Jaemin and Renjun reach an understanding.
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“Stop it,” Mark begged - not really. Just playing along. The toe-tips were tapered into a mean point to match the stiletto heel. Shiny, almost plastic leather messing with the most delicate parts of him.
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Mark and Haechan try something new.
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“Did you think about it?” Mark asked, four weeks after his heat had finished. They were sitting together, backs to the practice room mirror, sharing a bottle of water in their instructor-mandated break time. Across the room, Jungwoo was trying to flip a bottle, while Taeil looked like he might be sleeping.
“Huh?” he said, raising his eyebrows innocently. “Think about what?”
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Mark asks for something. Haechan delivers.
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- Part 2 of life could be sweet
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Haechan could smell him the moment he stepped over the threshold. Caramelization, marzipan, all those rich, good, thick almond pastries that sat dense in your mouth and then melted away. It coated his palate, drool welling up under his tongue. Gums itching to bite.
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Mark goes into heat. Haechan manages to make it about him.
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- Part 1 of life could be sweet
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A little bit of a give and a lot of take - that was the way relationships should work, in Haechan's opinion.
He didn't factor in Mark's stance on the matter.