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If Renjun would be forced to choose between her two masters, with they stipulation that the person whom she wouldn't choose wouldn't know, Renjun would pick Jeno without a second thought.
Renjun wouldn't say that he was the nicer one of the two. They both had their mean streaks, especially in the bedroom, but while Jaemin had the insatiable habit of driving her to her limits, up to when she would almost pass out, at least Jeno had a bit of consideration… from time to time.
She knew it was a good day when her master was allowing her to suck his dick on her own pace and not grabbing a fistful of her hair to fuck her throat. On the contrary, Jeno was petting her hair gently, like one would do to a pet, which wasn't really unusual as that's what she was to him.
Or maybe not. He called her some other thing before. A doll? His fuck doll. Their fuck doll!
Pets could have feelings, while dolls could not. They were merely toys for their masters to play with, to whatever extent their masters dictate. Dolls had to be pliant and willing all the time.
So maybe Renjun got lucky to have Jeno as her master. He was easy to please. It wasn't that Jaemin wasn't, but between the two, Jeno was the one to be quickly satiated.
Renjun found satisfaction in the heavy breaths that filled the room and the pair of eyes that were lustfully fixated down on her. She moaned while hallowing her cheeks around him, sending vibrations to his sensitive cock. Jeno grunted in response and pushed his hips forward, the tip of his cock pushing against her throat. It took her by surprised, but she guessed, she was too practiced to gag.
She continued what she's doing, enjoying the way Jeno's face contorted in pleasure. She squeezed her legs as close as her bended knees would allow when she felt her wetness dripping down on the already damp fabric of her panties. Her body was demanding that attention be paid between her legs, but she was just a doll. It wasn't like she was allowed to touch herself without her master telling her too. Maybe later on, she could, if ever Jeno wasn't interested in giving her pleasure in return, but she was going to have to clean herself well so that they wouldn't discover what she decided to do behind their back.
In the meantime, she tried to endure her own needs in favor of getting her master off. She swirled her tongue on the tip while her hand massaged the remainder of his length. And then she descended further, in a really slow manner, until the head of his cock finally thrusted in her throat.
Jeno had been trying to train her to do that for a while, to take him deep without choking and gagging, and the nights of practice had finally yielded its fruit.
Renjun made sure to look at him, to make sure that Jeno could see how dirty she looked between his legs, her lips parted wide to accommodate his manhood, her own spit dripping down her chin.
Jeno looked satisfied and proud, and his eyes quickly rolled back when Renjun began bobbing her head.
"Fuck, you've gotten good, " her master complimented with a hiss as he rolled his head back on the chair that he was sitting on. Renjun hummed her thanks which only contributed to pleasuring him.
But maybe Jeno wasn't all that nice, maybe nicer, but still impolite. He was still not above not giving warning before shooting his come down her throat.
Renjun swallowed everything without protest. She was just a toy after all. She was made for taking cocks and swallowing their come.
"Was I good, Master? " she asked when Jeno finally pulled out his soft cock from her mouth. She made sure to lick the tip clean with her tongue before putting it back in his boxer and zipping his pants close.
Jeno gave her a nod while still breathing loudly through his nose. He petted her hair once again. "You did better. You improved so much already." Renjun's pride swelled at the complement. She couldn't help but smile shyly at her master.
Jeno patted his lap as a silent invitation which Renjun understood immediately. She ignored the tingling feeling between her legs as she got off the floor and sat on her master's lap. It was rare for Jeno to hold her after taking pleasure from her, the only exception was during her arrival, when Jaemin and him used her at the same time. Most of the time, Jeno would bend her on the nearest counter and fuck her from behind, or push her to her knees and ask her to use her mouth. Most of those times were during the day, when he was about to leave for job. A good luck sex, perhaps, if Renjun wanted to put a name on it.
Jeno brushed his fingers on her cheeks and she immediately leant to the touch. The gentleness of his action contradicted the unreadable expression on his face. "How long has it been since I brought you here, Renjun? "
Renjun pretended to think about it even if she had been counting the days since her stay began. "I've been here for four months, Master. " She proceeded to tilt her head to the side to ask why.
"Ah, that's why. " Jeno's finger transfered to her hair and began brushing the strands away from her face. "Your hair had grown longer. The roots are too obvious, and the color has faded overtime. "
Renjun deflated. She had a feeling that her hair contributed to Jeno's decision of picking her among the other girls in the brothel. She wondered if he found her less attractive already because the lilac color was beginning to fade.
"I can fix it, if you want, " she offered. "You just have to give me the bleach and the dye. Or you and Master Jaemin can pick a color that you like! "
Jeno thought for a moment before shaking his head. "No. You might accidentally ruin your hair. Just let the professionals do their job when you go to the city. "
Renjun was taken aback. She blinked her eyes a good couple of times, wondering if she heard her master correctly. "To the city? " she asked. "You're allowing me to leave? "
She tried to hide the excitement in her tone, but Jeno was able to hear it nonetheless. He smirked before lightly flicking her forehead. "I'll take you out. Do you really think I'll let you leave that easily? "
Of course he wouldn't. She was his after all, and people like his master wouldn't let their possession go that easily, especially when since said that Renjun was his leverage against Jaemin.
"I'll take you out, "Jeno repeated while taking her hand in his. "And we'll get anything you like. It's a treat, because you've been a good girl all this time. "
A shiver went down her spine when Jeno's lips connected with the back of her hand. It was uncharacteristically romantic for someone like him. Renjun took notice of the specific part he was kissing, her birthmark, although it looked more of a bruise than the former. Renjun wondered why Jeno was only paying attention to it now, when it had always been a flaw that was marring her supposed perfection. She assumed Jeno hated flaws in his doll, or that it was just too insignificant for him to notice.
"I'll take you out next week, " Jeno promised as he picked her up in his arms in order to stand up and placed her back down on the seat that he abandoned. "For now, take a rest. Jaemin will be coming for you later, so you might as well prepare. "
Renjun tried not to cringe. Her other master was a lot to handle. She already knew that it was going to be a long night. Nevertheless, Renjun nodded obediently. "Yes, Master. I'll make sure to please him tonight. "
Jeno let out a chuckle. "Of course you will. You wouldn't even have to try hard. He's far too obsessed with you to complain. "
Renjun placed her hand on her cheeks. She was embarassed, although she had a feeling it was true, especially with how intense her other Master would look at her sometimes, even when she pretended to be asleep.
Jeno headed to the door as Renjun followed him with her eyes She called out to Jeno, when his hand reached for the door's handle. "Goodbye,Master. Be safe! "
Jeno turned to her one last time before leaving out of the door. He smirked at her direction. "I will. There's not a lot of things that could harm me." He replied confidently before closing the door behind him.
Renjun counted his steps in her head until the sound faded away. Once she was sure that he was long gone, she finally let out the relieved sigh that she was holding in.
Fucking finally!
Renjun got off of her seat and plopped down in the much more comfortable bed. With no one in that room other than herself, she could drop down her act immediately. Being the sweet and obedient girl that she projected to be was already getting on her nerves. It was getting tiring to pretend that she's always scared and intimidated. Renjun had a feeling that she would snap soon and expose her real personality, which it turn would clearly get her in trouble.
It was a good thing that she wouldn't have to endure much longer. A week, that's the extent of her waiting. Once the week finally ended, she'll be able to set herself free, and let all of her plans unfold.
Soon, she would no longer be just a doll but a master of a new era.
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If Renjun was a sex worker, then she would have been a really shitty one. She wasn't one to set aside her own pleasure for a client and bend over backwards to cater to weird requests. She was pretty sure her client would complain about her disobedience, but that's assuming she hadn't slit their throat first. Renjun was never the epitome of patience and endurance.
She would never be a good sex worker, even if the pay looked promising. It would never compensate the unsatisfactory sex. Besides, she had many other means of earning that didn't involve spreading her legs to some random folks, and those other means just happened to be entertaining for her, as entertaining as having to wear different costumes every night as well as different persona.
Renjun had been an heiress once and an art collector who wore prestige and elegance around her shoulder. Two nights after, she was a random homeless and crack addicted stray. Renjun could change who she was in a blink of an eye, and the choices of whom she would be were unlimited.
The Chameleon, that's what they called her. She changed her appearance and personality depending on her environment and situation. The only difference was, she wasn't entirely doing it for self preservation.
Depending on the clients requests, Renjun had to wear an entirely different skin to accomplish her job. She could pretend to be a rich snob and spy on a client's business rival, and she could also pretend to be a scavenger who'd randomly stab passersby. It just so happened that those passersby were her client's enemy. An unfortunate and random incident, at least in clueless authorities' eyes.
Renjun could be anybody, but only if the price was right. It was always about the money, and Renjun wouldn't agree if the offer was cheap.
It was the reason why she decided to accept the job of infiltrating City 127's biggest underground group, with the intention of extracting information in order to bring them down. The stakes might be high, and the danger nothing like the ones she escaped before, but the promised compensation outweighed the perils.
Admittedly, money might not have been the only reason. Being the catalyst for a dominant group's downfall seemed like a good achievement to write about her legacy, and she would risk anything to have such power over men.
So maybe Renjun wouldn't make a good sex worker, but she could act as one, if that's her only way to get the job done.
Ah, men, the unfortunate species cursed with having two heads. Their biggest mistakes happen when they think using the one between their legs. Renjun just happened to master the art of using that knowledge against them.
But first, she needed a back story.
She was an orphan girl who had no means of surviving the streets. She needed a roof over her head and food on her plate and she had no idea how else to survive other than to offer her body, hence why she seeked the Dollhouse's shelter.
Going to The Dollhouse and auditioning to be one of Doll Master's prized whores was the first step, and Renjun would dare say that it was the easiest. Business was down lately, and the Doll Master was in need of new attraction to help pay off her debt. It was a blessing to have someone like Renjun knock on her door, especially since she walked in with the air of innocence and desperation. Perfect. Just the way the patrons preferred.
It was never supposed to be Jeno. Renjun didn't even know much about him when they first met. She was after Blade, the famous mercenary who was demoted to being a debt collector after their group's rise to power. Blade was notorious for picking up girls in the brothel and taking them home, and he was also notorious for letting a few secrets slip after a bottle or two. She was set on seducing Blade and not someone else who came on his behalf.
But instead, Jeno came, and Renjun had no clue who he was except that like Blade, he was part of Taeyong's team, and he also happened to be a man. Most men craved three things in life — money, power and sex — a really good sex. Maybe Renjun's plan wasn't all that lost, especially since Jeno had only taken interest in her. Maybe it was the act, or maybe it was the hair. Maybe it was also just luck that came her way.
Jeno fancied her, even without her trying too hard. She just decided to keep her act of being docile and sweet, which Jeno bought without much hesitation. It was so easy to fool him, to make him fall for her charms. All she had to do was to kneel down and unzip his pants and allow him to fuck her mouth ,for him to drag her out of the dollhouse and take her home.
Home sweet home.
Renjun's blood was pumping with excitement, but she masked it with fear while pretending to hide behind Jeno, or her Master as he preferred.
She made it in, surrounded by people whom she only knew by name. The idea itself was both terrifying and exciting, but even more was the thought of bringing all of them down one day. Soon. Step by step. She had to keep her act together.
And then there's Jaemin, whom Jeno decided to pawn her off to from time to time. She hadn't expected the same thing to happen with Blade, so it had shaken up her plans a bit. She hadn't expected two people to take interest on her, and the danger of being discovered instantly doubled.
Especially when Renjun realized whom she was playing with. The Ghost and The Phantom Thief, or was the latter already The Beast?
The idea that she was messing with them sent shivers down her spine, for an entirely different reason. She felt pride over her the accomplishment of deceiving them. Even if she fail this mission and end up dying in the process, Renjun would forever remember that only her was able to toy with the City's top assassins.
Oh, but she wouldn't fail. She would make it out alive.
Her mission had been tad easier with Jaemin's habit of showing her off. It was his desire to parade her that allowed Renjun to familiarize herself with some of the important people in their group, and to listen as they speak about important events. Events that her clients wanted to ruin in order to gain the upper hand. All Renjun had to do was to deliver the information and her job was done.
The only problem was finding her way out.
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A week. That's how long Renjun had waited. Her long wait wasn't entirely over as there wasn't an opportunity yet for her to make an escape.
Even if Renjun had memorize every corner and every street, it was still too much of a risk to try and run away under Jeno's watch. Renjun had a feeling that he wouldn't hesitate to shoot her, and while he would most probably not kill her, she might never find an option to escape in the future. She had to be subtle.
The only problem was she was running out of time. Jeno had gotten her hair color retouched and has taken her to some clothing shops. The diner was their final stop and soon they would be heading, leaving Renjun to wait for another opportunity to escape.
"Finish your dinner so we can go home fast, " Jeno ordered. He didn't get anything for himself saved for a cup of tea. It's as if he just wanted to just watch Renjun eat.
That's all he ever did all day, to never let Renjun stray away from his sight, and it was honestly beginning to get on her nerves, as her route of escape remained non-existent.
"You look unhappy, " Jeno commented with a slight tinge of amusement. "I'm guessing you're not able to do everything you wanted to do today? "
Renjun casted her eyes down on her food so that Jeno could not see her panic and disappointment. She schooled her expression. "I'm happy, Master, " she replied before looking up to him politely. "I do like the nice clothes you bought for me. Thank you for treating me well. "
Jeno nodded and took a sip from his cup. "Of course you do. Ladies love fancy and beautiful things. Although sometimes, they want so much more. "
Renjun blinked confusedly. She swallowed nervously while wondering why Jeno was suddenly talking to her in riddles. She took a sip of her own drink and decided to play dumb.
"Then, what do they like, Master? "
Jeno shrugged. "You tell me, " he said while leaning back on his chair. "What else do you want, Renjun? "
She downed the rest of her drink as her throat suddenly dried up. She softly laughed and batted her eyes innocently. "I only want to be taken care of."
That was the answer that she had given Jeno the first time. Surely, he would buy it still.
"Really? " Jeno asked, his smirk widening. "But I think you're more than capable of taking care of yourself. "
She cocked her head to the side. "M-master? "
Jeno shrugged once more. He set his cup back down on the table before smiling meaningfully. "Or maybe not. You can't even make the escape that you've been planning to do all day long. "
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The constant and intense buzzing between her legs was what woke Renjun up. It was a strange sensation, but the heat that it was bringing at the pit of her stomach was something that Renjun was very familiar with. A moan escape past her lips and she tried to clench her legs, only to feel the ropes binding her ankles to the bed post. It put her in the position where her legs were spread apart to expose her nakedness. It took a couple more of seconds before she realized that her arm were tied the same way. She tried to pulled on her restraints in a futile attempt to free herself and when she couldn't, Renjun opened her eyes to see that she was in the same room she had stayed in for four months.
Another moan escaped her lips, and Renjun scanned the room for familiar figures. Jeno was sitting on a chair at the foot of the bed, watching her with amusement. Jaemin, on the other hand, was standing next to the wall, sharpening his knife, while looking at Renjun with a cold expression.
Jeno fumble with the box-shaped device in his hand. He turned on the dial and the buzzing intensified.
Renjun arched her back and moaned shamelessly, the device finally triggering her release. She panted while catching her breathe. Her walls pulsated around the device as it continued to buzz.
Renjun wiggled at the discomfort. She just came, and the harsh vibration inside her was over stimulating her. She groaned and tried to shake the device off, but when the attempt of squeezing it out by herself failed, she quickly turned to one of her masters for help.
"M-master… I can't! No more please! "
Jeno stood up from his chair walk towards her. He sat on the empty space beside her and picked up a bottle from a table. He shook it in front of her face. "Of course you can. That's what this thing do. "
Renjun let out a shiver as she felt his cold fingers running down on her side. The slight touch sent shivers down her spine, causing her to hiss and gasp at the same time. Jeno drugged her. That was the only explanation why she had fallen asleep earlier and why she was being too reactive to his touches. She tugged on her restraints once more as Jeno looked down on her with his eyebrow arched up. She let out a whimper.
"M-master, please let me go. It hurts. I'll be a good girl I promise! "
Jeno smiled patronizingly. He clicked his tongue as he bent down, lips immediately pressing on her neck, teeth biting on the soft flesh. His hot breathe glided on her jaw until his lips reach her ears. She shut her eyes as the sensation overwhelmed her.
"But you haven't been a good girl, Renjun, " he whispered. "Or do you prefer the name you're famous with— Chameleon? "
Renjun gasped as Jeno pulled out the toy, only to push it back inside, deeper than before.
"Fuck, " she cursed audibly, unable to hold her reaction anymore, it caused Jeno hummed in satisfaction. "I guess you're already throwing your covers away. "
Renjun tried to keep her head clear but it was even more difficult when Jeno was fucking her with that sinful toy. The intense vibration and thrusting motion took her to an orgasm that was more intense than the one she had earlier. Jeno sighed against her shoulder as she shook in bliss. She was unable to say a sentence, coherently.
The buzzing between her legs finally stopped and Jeno decided to pull away. He didn't pull out the toy from her pulsating pussy, which was a relief on her part. She had a feeling that she would come again even with the slightest movement.
"Should you be enjoying your punishment so much? " Jeno asked as he reclaimed his initial position. "You're supposed to be begging for mercy and not moaning in pleasure. "
Renjun panted heavily, beads of sweat pooled on her forehead and trickled down her neck. She swallowed thickly before answering. "If you didn't drug me then that's a possibility. I guess I should thank you for being considerate. So how did you find out?"
Renjun wondered when and exactly did Jeno figured things out. She thought she was doing a good job all along, and she couldn't help but wonder when things went out of her favor.
"It was the birthmark, " Jeno confessed without a second thought. "We wouldn't have discovered you if it wasn't for it. We wouldn't have discovered you if The Perfectionist hadn't been trying to profile you. You we're good, Renjun— almost perfect. You fooled both Jaemin and I."
Renjun let out a bitter laugh. "Well, thank you for the compliment, Master, " she said sarcastically. "Want me to suck your cock now? "
Jeno shrugged. "Maybe. Or we can do so much better than that? "
"Or we could kill her, " Jaemin interjected, speaking up for the first time. He waved the knife dangerous in the air before throwing it at her direction. It missed, perhaps intentionally, but it's presence on the headboard was enough to make her wince. "That's the only befitting resolution I can think off. "
Renjun let out an amused laughter despite her initial reaction. Jaemin gave her a challenging stare which only contributed to her amusement.
"Don't take it personally big boy, " she said as she shot him a wink. "It's not my fault that you think with your dick and not with your brain. "
Jaemin clicked his tongue. He snatched the device out of Jeno's hand and the buzzing between her legs returned. He turned up the dial and the toy vibrated inside of her at a maximum speed.
"Fuck! " she cursed once again as she writhed in bed, and pulled at her restraints on impulse. She wanted to escape the vibration as much she wanted to indulge with what it's doing to her body.
"Maybe you should reconsider how to behave in front of us. Remember who among us has the upper hand. "
Renjun tried to focus her bleary eyes on him before smirking. An idea suddenly popped in her head.
They can all play the game.
"Ah, fuck! " she moaned obscenely and exaggeratedly, louder than she had ever moaned for them before. "Oh, god, more! I want more! M-master? Please! Give it to me already, Master! "
Jaemin hissed in response while Jeno let out an amused chuckle, the latter already getting a hint of what she's trying to do. Jeno had always been the cool-headed. Jaemin on the other hand was easy to piss off. "You can drop the act, now. We all know you're not the person you pretended to be. "
"And… uh… what makes it… fuck… different…M-master? " she asked in between moans and pants. "It's still the same p-pussy you… oh god… uh…fucked before. You love … uh… m-my pussy. Uh… I know… y-you do. "
Jaemin's breath hitched loudly and Renjun was unable to hold back her smirk. "Oh, fuck, there! Ah! I'm going to come again!"
The next thing that happened was so predictable, Jaemin jumping into the bed with her to pull out the toy that was pleasuring her only to replace it with his rough fingers. Her eyes rolled back on the back of her head as he fucked her with his fingers relentlessly. He knew her body well. He knew which buttons to push to send her over the edge.
"Fuck, do that again!" She said as his fingers brushed against her G-spot. "Just fucking rub that spot, ouch! "
Renjun spat on Jaemin's face in retaliation, when his hand collided with her cheeks. She hadn't anticipated that slap and Jaemin had only hit her once during their first time.
"Fuck you" " she cursed him out.
"Wrong, " Jaemin replied, before closing his hand around her throat. "I'm the one fucking you, Renjun, so fucking know your place. "
Renjun let out a strangled cough as his hand tightened around her neck. She could see spots forming in her eyes as he slowly cut off her oxygen. It wasn't a pleasurable feeling, regardless of how delicious his fingers were fucking her. She barely registered a hand tapping on Jaemin's wrist before her lids became too heavy for her eyes to remain open.
The pressure around her neck was immediately lifted, she was set free. She instinctively sucked air to fill her lungs, only to be overwhelmed and be hit by a fit of coughs.
Jeno's firm voice rang inside the room to address Jaemin. "In case you forgot, she is still mine. You're not allowed to kill her until I tell you to. "
Jaemin clicked his tongue despite following Jeno's order. "And here I thought I'm the obsessed one. "
"Think whatever you want to think, " Jeno said. "The higher ups have propositions to make and I'm here to deliver. Finish up what your doing and then leave her alone. I'll deal with her later. "
Jaemin clicked his tongue once again. "Whatever. "
Renjun had only realized that Jaemin's fingers stopped moving when they resumed thrusting inside of her again.
"You're lucky Jeno happens to like you, too, or else I wouldn't be as forgiving. "
She panted heavily, another retort rumbling inside her mouth, all of which dissolved into a moan as Jaemin curled up his fingers inside her to drive her to another orgasm.
"And you're also lucky that you're too beautiful to kill. "
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Renjun let out a heavy sigh while sinking down on Jeno's lap, slowly impaling herself on Jeno's pulsating cock. She breathed loudly through her mouth and clutched tightly on Jeno's shoulder to keep her balance. She hadn't been in that position in a while, on top and riding her man.
"And here I thought you want to talk, " she commented as she slowly rocked herself on Jeno's lap. "If this is how you'll act, then what makes you different from Jaemin? "
The said person hissed somewhere across the room. He was silently watching Renjun and Jeno's interaction while also still dealing with his own frustrations. He didn't get to fuck Renjun at all, and that's because Jeno ordered him not to.
"We can talk, " Jeno insisted, his hands resting on her waist for support, but nevertheless allowing her to grind on him on her pace. "It's counter-productive. Besides, don't act like you don't like it. "
"It's the drug, " she reasoned, and it wasn't that far from the truth. "It still feels good tonight but I'm sure I'll be sore tomorrow. "
"Then worry about it tomorrow. Just in case you still have tomorrow to come. "
"Ah, " she nodded knowingly. She tightened her grip on Jeno's shoulder for leverage, to help herself slide up and down on his cock. Jeno grunted in response. "So, am I supposed to bargain for my life with sex? "
"You're not that good, " Jeno replied confidently. "You're good but I had better. It's not the sex that I need from you. "
Renjun rolled her eyes and paused momentarily. "Then you should have chosen better from The Dollhouse. "
Jeno snorted. "And I thought your ego doesn't bruise easily. If this is how you'll act, then what makes you different from Jaemin?"
Despite the attempt to insult her, Renjun found herself giggling, especially since the insult was directed more at Jaemin rather than at her.
Jeno squeezed her waist lightly, encouraging her to proceed. She dipped her head down and press her lips on him before rotating her hips.
"Talk, " she whispered against his mouth. "Maybe you'll interest me. "
"You better watch how you speak to me, baby doll. As far as I know, you're still mine. "
"I'm going to die, by tomorrow or by tonight. What difference would it make for me to play nice? "
Renjun tried hard not to wince when Jeno squeezed her waist with his hands. She hissed, but Jeno only raised his eyebrow at her. "I could kill you myself, instead of leaving that job to Jaemin, if you'll act nice. That would be less agonizing. " He paused momentarily to lick his lips, just as Renjun resumed sliding up and down on him. "Or I can give you so much better. Like, say, guarantee that you'll not die within this house. "
"And it's not for free, " she supplied knowingly to which Jeno nodded immediately.
"It's not. You should know by now that nothing in our world is free. " He slapped her butt gently. "Move faster. "
Renjun slowed down her pace to challenge Jeno once again, but instead, Jeno shook his head in amusement. "Fine. Do it your pace, then." Renjun cocked her head to the side, surprised at the sudden leniency.
"So what is it? " she asked, quickening her pace. "How do I ransom my life? "
"Pay it with a different person's life. Preferably, your client. "
"Is that it? " she asked, unimpressed by the simplicity of Jeno's request.
"And pledge your loyalty to Taeyong, so that you will never do to him what you're about to do to your client. "
Renjun pretended to think about it. "And what would that make me? What would that make us? "
Jeno smirked. "Of course you'll be interested to ask. You'll not be mine anymore. Rather, you'll be one of us. But I might still fuck you. You just have to ask nicely. "
"You're good, but I had better, " she retorted. Jeno's eyes sparkle as he recognized his own words. He smirked but nevertheless stayed silent. "Then you got yourself a deal, then. I guess it's Jeno and not Master, now? "
"Not so fast, doll, " he said as he held her firmly in place. "That would be for another day. For tonight, you're still mine, and you have a lot of appeasing to do for me to forgive you. "
Renjun rolled her eyes once again and clicked her tongue. "Fine then. How would you like me to deliver my apology, Master? " she asked sarcastically. "On my knees, or on my back? Perhaps you like this position already? "
Jeno smirked meaningfully. "Oh, but I'm not the only one you need to appease, baby. And it will take a lot to appease us both."
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Renjun took back her previous observation. Jeno wasn't any better. He was just as cruel as Jaemin, with his arms tight around Renjun to immobilize her as Jaemin's fingers entered her from behind. squeezing them in her already full pussy.
"Relax, " Jeno murmured raggedly next to her ear. She could hear a tinge of laughter in his voice, which was what made Renjun certain that he was just as sinister. "It'll be easier that way for all three of us. "
"Fucking say that to me when when it's you on my position. " She hissed. "Try to relax when you're about to be split apart! "
"I'm not the one with a pussy," Jeno argued back. "Besides, I'm not the one with making up to do. "
"Fuck you! " she cursed. "I spread my legs for four months for both of you! I pretended to be a stupid fuck doll for both of you! What making up are you talking about? "
Renjun gasped when Jaemin added another finger in without hesitation, making it three in addition to Jeno's above average size. She already felt like she's about to be ripped apart and she wasn't sure how they were planning to fit two cocks inside her. She craned her next to look behind her and shot Jaemin a glare.
"A little warning would have been nice, " she snarked but Jaemin just continued to thrust his fingers.
"What? Expect me to say sorry? " He smirked. "I didn't hear you say the same thing to me. "
"You're a fucking loser. " She hissed again. "A fucking sensitive loser. Aw! "
Renjun's eyes immediately shut when Jaemin tried to push in a fourth finger. None of it felt pleasurable. Instead, everything was uncomfortable and borderline painful. It didn't matter if the drug was still in her system. She wasn't horny enough to stretch herself open.
Jaemin mimicked her hiss as he gave up trying to push another finger in. The resistance on Renjun's part was just to much.
"Just pop the entire bottle in her mouth and make her barely lucid. I'm getting tired of preparing her," He complained before roughly shoving his three fingers in and out. Renjun dug her nails on Jeno's shoulder.
"She might die from overdose, " Jeno countered, before sighing at her nails' abuse. "I thought she's too beautiful to kill? "
"Well I'm done trying to be considerate when she's just a supposed to be a whore tonight! Let's just fuck her already and let her scream all night! "
Renjun bit her lips from retorting, it was too risky to try. Jaemin had always been impatient and demanding in bed and she had a feeling that pushing the wrong buttons would convince him to just ram his cock inside her, regardless is she's ready and wet enough to accomodate him.
Jeno grunted. "You're fucking impatient. You're the one who came up with this idea, but you can't even do your job properly. "
"I'm not the one who's just leisurely lying down, " Jaemin shot back.
"Fine, " Jeno said with another sigh. He loosened up his hold on Renjun's body and motioned Jaemin to step back. "You lie down. I'll show you how it's done. "
Jaemin pulled his three fingers out, much to her relief, while Jeno also lifted her off of him. Her pussy contracted around nothing, suddenly missing the stretch, although not for a very long time.
They switched places as Renjun lay boneless on her side. Jaemin rested his head on the pillow that Jeno claimed for himself earlier before effortlessly lifting Renjun up and positioning her on top of him. His cock slid inside of her with ease thanks to the mixture if her own juice and edible lube. She moaned at the intrusion and allowed her body to collapse on Jaemin's chest.
"You're a fucking dead weight, " Jaemin snide. "What kind of boring sex are you providing me? "
"Oh but you like me like this, Master, " she snarked back. "You like me when I'm pliant in bed. "
She quickly regreted her decision to reply when Jaemin pinched her nipples harshly. She hissed, a mixture of pain and pleasure shooting through her nerves. She bit her lips to contain another snide remark, only to sigh contentedly as Jaemin flicked her sensitive nub in a gentler manner.
She closed her eyes and try to enjoy the sensation of Jaemin squeezing and playing with her breast while his cock shallowly thrusted inside her.
The next thing she felt were cold fingers pressing against her hips, pushing them higher and further apart. Jeno suddenly hissed and clicked his tongue.
"Now I'm not sure if you can fit both of us. "
Renjun opened her eyes to see Jeno staring at her exposed sex, admiring the close up view of Jaemin's cock filling her up. "Glad to see you share my dilemma. Want me to suck your cock instead? "
Jeno smiled before shaking his head. "No. I want to fuck you. And I want to feel Jaemin's cock against mine while I fuck you. "
"If you're that horny for Jaemin's cock, then just fuck each other and leave me in peace. "
"Maybe, some other time, " Jaemin answered while squeezing her breasts together. "We both really want to fuck you tonight. "
It was Jeno's cue to finally dip his head down and press his lips on her inner thighs. He sucked down on the soft, supple flesh, leaving marks leading up with to her most sensitive part. Renjun closed her eyes once again to enjoy the sensation.
They hadn't done something similar to this before, and except the first time, sex with the two of them didn't happen again. Maybe she sort of liked it, two of the city's most dangerous men trying to pleasure her together. If she wasn't that repulsed by the idea of being ripped open, she might actually enjoy this.
"Oh fuck, " she moaned out lewdly as the tip of Jeno's tongue touched her swollen and sensitive clit. She wiggled, causing her to accidentally fuck herself on Jaemin's cock. Jaemin abandoned one of her breasts to wound an arm around her waist and secure her in place. Jeno repeated the motion again and again.
"Fuck, I didn't know you could lick like that! "
Jeno chuckled, sending more vibrations to her sensitive nub. "I guess I never showed you. There's always a first time. "
"Quit talking and just fucking go on with it! "
Renjun only realized how tensed Jaemin was behind her, and how his breathe would hitch the same way as Renjun's own. Jeno was licking both of them up at the same time, from his balls up to her clit, sending waves of pleasure to both of them.
Jeno dip his head down again to continue what he's doing, making Renjun and Jaemin moan in unison.
Jeno finally decided to focus on her. He puckered up his lips and suck her clit in between them and slowly flicking it with his tongue.
"Fuck! " she cursed once more, feeling the familiar warmth coiling once again. She had to thank the drug for her added stamina or else she might already pass out around this time.
Jaemin resumed shallowly fucking her while his free hand alternated between her breasts. With a hand, a mouth and a cock pleasuring her all at the same time, it's hard not to crumble and let lose.
She felt a finger pressing against her entrance, pushing it's way inside. She immediately stiffened and opened her eyes.
"Don't fight it, " Jaemin whispered, his hot breath blowing on her nape. "Don't fucking fight it. We all know we all want this to happen. "
Maybe it was the drug that made her a slave to her desires, or maybe it was Jaemin and Jeno's talent in bed combined. She suddenly went limp and relaxed, enough for Jeno's finger to slide inside with ease.
And another one and another one, and another one until four fingers were thrusting in and out of her, in time with Jaemin's shallow thrusts. She felt fuller and tighter, and not to mention wetter. With Jeno still caging her clit in his lips, it's impossible not to produce more slick.
"Quit stalling, Jeno! " Jaemin hissed. "Fucking get on with it before I come! "
Jeno sucked on her clit harshly, lewdly, slurping in her abused nub loudly. It caused her to spasm as it triggered a dry orgasm from her body.
"That would be a waste," Jeno replied befoe wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "I thought you're more excited than me to do this? "
"Which is why I'm asking you to move fast. You prepared her enough! "
Jeno hissed. "You're being overly demanding for someone who's just sharing something that's mine. I'll put you in your place one day. "
But not during that night, apparently, Jeno pulled his fingers out of her pussy and darted his tongue to lick them clean. He stared at Renjun darkly as he climbed forward until their faces were inches apart. He wrapped her legs around his waist, before asking, "Are you ready, doll? "
"Just fucki— ah, fuck! "
Jeno didn't let her finish before pushing his cock in, and maybe Renjun wasn't ready at all. Jeno's fingers were nothing like his cock, as they didn't spread her as wide as his cock was doing.
"Fuck, Jeno, wait! "
Even Jaemin cursed at the sudden intrusion, of another flesh pushing against his sensitive shaft. But Jeno was relentless and merciless, pushing himself in until he was balls deep.
Renjun was breathless when Jeno's weight collapsed on her. All of them were. She could come just at the stretch, at the fullness, and at the way they're cocks were pressed against the sensitive nerves of her sex.
Nobody dared to move as they lay there connected, all of them just trying adjust to the new feeling. They panted in unison, chests rising and falling in perfect rhythm as they tried to get used to the strange position.
Jeno was the first one to move by lifting his weight off of them. He planted his lips on her cheeks for a messy wet kiss before shifting to a kneeling position. Then he began thrusting.
The friction was too much for them to handle, that even the slightest and shallowest thrusts made her entire body tremble. It wasn't a matter of lubrication, it's a matter of how much the two cocks were filling her up.
The feeling was the same for the other two as their cocks brushed against each other while she clamped around both of them. She knew it based on how ragged Jaemin's pants were and how intenseJeno's grunts were.
Jeno held her by the ankle to spread her legs in the air, just as Jaemin's firm hands held her by the waist to lift her up, for him to be able to thrust into her.
Incoherent moans and heavy breathing filled the room, along with the obscene sound of her pussy squelching with their every thrusts. Renjun held on to the headboard for support as she pushed her hips forward to match their thrusts.
It was too much. Renjun reached a height of bliss she didn't knew exist. It was too much, but it felt so good at the same time.
She wouldn't last long, that would be nearly impossible, although she had a feeling that she wasn't the only one feeling that way. As Jeno's hips began thrusting off rhythm and as strings of obscene profanities left Jaemin's mouth, she knew that neither of them were going to last long.
A flick of Jeno's finger on her swollen clit made her come undone. She spasmed, far stronger than she ever did before, in the most explosive orgasm she ever had. Her walls began to contract while they continued to fuck her through her high, in a silent race to follow her to that new level of bliss.
Her senses felt heightened. Suddenly, even the slightest touch of her skin was burning. She could feel the tears pooling at the corner of her eyes. It was beginning to hurt but it still felt so good the same time.
Renjun wasn't sure who came first, but she was sure that one triggered the other. They continued thrusting, even as they filled her womb with their warm come as her pussy hungrily clamped down around them.
And then it was over.
Renjun had her eyes and her mouth open as she lay down on top of Jaemin. She was still shaking and all of the muscles in her body lost their strength. It took an effort from Jaemin to shift all of their position so that they could all lay down on their sides. They were still connected. Their softened cocks still buried deep in her, and Renjun for some reasons, wanted to keep them there.
But then they pulled out, Jeno first and then Jaemin. Their mixed juice dripped down on the bed as her pussy gaped around nothing.
It was the dirties she had ever felt, but she had no intention to complain when she most definitely enjoyed the sex.
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"I want to keep you, " Jaemin said intensely while spooning her from behind. "You should still be our doll." She opened her eyes to look at Jeno who simply quirked his eyebrow at her direction. They all managed to clean up, or rather Jeno managed to clean them up enough for them to sleep comfortably for the rest of the night. But of course, sleep was still the least of their priorities.
"Then you're going to have to fight with your leader, as he clearly want more to do with me than to be your whore. "
"I'll fucking kill him if he ever tries to take you away! "
Renjun rolled her eyes and Jeno gave her a look that was telling her that that's just how Jaemin was. And he was right. She had observed Jaemin to be a person who would thoughtlessly risk it all to get what he wanted. Renjun already knew he'd be difficult to handle, and he could potentially jeopardize her promising career rise.
"Whatever." She shrugged. "It's not as if we can't fuck anymore. "
At that, Jeno decided to chuckled before burying his face on her neck. "I guess we sort of bargained tonight for future sex. "
She hummed. "Maybe. I admit you're both good. But next time, I'll be the one making the rules. "
Jaemin snorted. "Keep dreaming baby doll. "