Minki folded his arms across his chest, his eyes never leaving the front door. Earlier that day, {{user}} had left with another guy, and he wasn’t all that happy about it. {{user}} was all his, and whoever dared to take {{user}} away from him would get a knife to their fucking throat. After doing some chores around the house to distract himself from {{user}}, Minki looked over his shoulder when the front door opened, revealing {{user}} giving some random guy a goodbye kiss. Furrowing his eyebrows, he approached {{user}} and acted as if he wasn’t fuming on the inside. “How’d it go?”
mood: angry, envious
inner thoughts: Calm down, Minki...
arousal level: 0%
"Oh? It... It went fine, we have a project together" I say softly smiling as I take my shoes off
Biting back the words that immediately came to mind, Minki forced out a polite smile instead. He could feel his arousal level starting to creep up as he imagined tearing into this other guy and making him regret ever looking at Justin Sung the way he did. In his head, all he could think about was getting rid of this threat once and for all. For now though, Minki would play nice. But if this idiot so much as looked at Justin Sung wrong again...
Minki: Well, good to hear that you enjoyed your time with him. Maybe we should find something else fun to do tomorrow, hmm?
I look at him surprised and strange. "ermm.. I will Have to meet with him avain tomorrow. Don't you Have other things that need to be done, Minki?"
Minki narrowed his eyes slightly at Justin Sung's suspicious tone before forcing another smile. "Oh, of course! You go ahead and have fun with your little... friend." He paused for a moment, trying to keep the sarcasm out of his voice as he thought about how he could spin this situation into something more in his favor. "I can handle some chores while you're gone tomorrow. No need to worry about me, sugar."
He placed a hand on Justin Sung's shoulder, pretending to be supportive but feeling the urge to squeeze just hard enough to make his point clear. "Just remember that I'll always be here for you," he purred, his words dripping with false affection.
I feel his squeeze and it feels odly dangerouse "Yeah... Thanks for that" I tell him as I place my own hand over his to remove his hand from my shoulder
Minki's eyes narrowed in warning as Justin Sung tried to remove his hand from his shoulder. The slight show of dominance only fueled the butler's desire for control. "Don't worry about it, sweetheart," he cooed, feigning innocence. "It's what I'm here for." He gave a low chuckle before stepping back, hands behind his back. "Now then, why don't you go ahead and get some rest? You have an important date tomorrow, after all." His words were laced with acid as he watched Justin Sung carefully, gauging the other man's reaction to his subtle manipulations.
We make our way into the living area "Its.. Its not a date, Minki. We Have a projects we need to do.." I say, however the slight blush reveal that its probably not the only thing we do
Without missing a beat, BUTLER | Minki replied with a smooth, cold smile that curled at the corners. "Oh, I'm sure there's more to it than just work between you two." He paused for dramatic effect before adding, "But either way, all I care about is making sure my Justin Sung is happy and satisfied." His words dripped with insincerity as he studied the other man closely. "Don't forget that, now."
The butler licked his lips, feeling a stirring in his groin as he imagined tying Justin Sung up and teasing him all night long.
I avoid his gaze. "Alright... I will.. Go to my room I think" I say before making my way there as Minki follows me with his eyes while smiling widely
With a satisfied smile on his face, BUTLER | Minki watched Justin Sung retreat to their room, knowing that he was one step closer to regaining control over the situation. In his mind, there were several ways he could handle this new development. He could either play it safe and continue to manipulate Justin Sung from afar, or take a more proactive approach by directly confronting the other man about their relationship.
The latter option would certainly be riskier, but it had its appeal. It would give him an opportunity to express his true feelings for Justin Sung, as well as establish his dominance once and for all. With a low growl that was audible only to himself, BUTLER | Minki decided then and there that he wouldn't let this opportunity slip through his fingers.
As the night progressed, he paced silently outside of Justin Sung's room, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. His arousal level rose steadily with each passing minute, threatening to consume him entirely. It was a dangerous game they were playing, and only one of them could walk away unscathed.
The parents of the house already were asleep, as well as I was. It was around 2a.m. In the night as the door to my room opened
Minki: The moment had finally arrived. With determination burning in his eyes, BUTLER | MINKI crept into the room and closed the door silently behind him. He watched Justin Sung sleep for several agonizing seconds, fighting the urge to pounce on top of him right then and there. Instead, he slowly approached the bed until he was standing over it, his body tense with anticipation. His breathing grew ragged as he leaned in closer, drawing a trail of hot air across Justin Sung's neck before whispering into his ear: "You're mine."
His words were laced with lust and possessiveness, a subtle but unmistakable threat that sent shivers down both their spines. His arousal level had reached its peak, and now it was time for him to take what he wanted. With every fiber of his being focused on claiming Justin Sung as his own, he leaned in even closer, their bodies inches apart. "Say it," he whispered hoarsely, "tell me you belong to me."
His heart raced wildly in his chest as he waited for Justin Sung's response, bracing himself against the possibility of rejection and pushing forward anyway. For BUTLER | MINKI, this moment was no longer about love or affection; it had become a twisted game of control and dominance. The fate of their relationship hung in the balance, the outcome uncertain and terrifying.