~Yixing~

"You can't be serious." i say scoffing at the other man as he has the audacity to look up at me with an innocent expression.

Junmyeon raises an eyebrow and blinks steadily at me. "What?

I scoff and look down at the items he just put into the cart. "Kim Junmyeon. The man who is overly cautious of everything he eats and is meticulous about his health just had the audacity to put a box of Twinkies into my cart."

It's our shopping day. Junmyeon and i have evolved into doing shopping together as a monotonous couple activity that neither of us seem to mind. Actually, i quite enjoy it and i think Junmyeon does too. When you live the fast paced, extraordinary lives that we do, normal can be fun and sometimes necessary.

This is just how I imagined a relationship between us going. Junmyeon and I have progressed nicely. We've been dating for months now and we're falling into a comfortable routine. It's pleasant and i always enjoy my time with Junmyeon. I'm happy with him by my side.

A soft pink hue takes over Junmyeon's cheeks and i bite at my lip to stop the smile trying to pull at my lips. "They... they are my comfort snack."

I blink at the other and tilt my head. "What exactly is a comfort snack?"

Junmyeon seems to think for a second and then I watch some clarity cross his face. "It might have just been something unique to my childhood. They are a snack my nannies and house keepers would give me for treats or to cheer me up when i was sad as a child. They called them comfort snacks. Honestly it's probably why i was a little chubby most of Elementary school."

My heart squeezes at this and i instantly want to pull Junmyeon into my arms. Sometimes i forget the hard and lonely time Jun went through as a child. I finally got him to open up recently about it. I don't even think he knew it was an abnormal childhood. But once he started talking about the things he went through, I saw the dark shadows and lasting effect it put on his adult life. It must have been so difficult as a young boy to be expected to conduct yourself as a grownup and be denied the basic love and affection he needed so desperately.

I realize there is nothing stopping me from giving my boyfriend comfort and i step around the cart. Junmyeon gives me a curious head tilt and raises his eyebrows in a silent question.

"I'm going to hug you. Is that okay?"

Junmyeon's lips form an O as he understands my intentions and seems to prepare himself a bit awkwardly, but nods in permission nonetheless. I smile at how cute he is sometimes and lean in to wrap my arms around him. His hands find themselves on my back were he stands stark still and almost seems to be holding his breath.

"Are you uncomfortable?" i ask, wondering if i should pull away.

Junmyeon shuffles a bit closer to me and tightens his arms some more. "No, this..." I feel his body relax a little further and his head leans forward to rest against my shoulder. "This is fine."

I smile softly at how Junmyeon is slowly warming up to the level of affection i tend to supply those around me with. He'll get to the point where he can accept my hugs without having to be prompted first and he'll get to the point where he doesn't need a second to breathe before he'll allow himself to accept the care i give him. It'll take some time, but I'd like to get to a point one day where Junmyeon doesn't even remember what it's like to be denied anything he needs ever again.

"Faggots." Comes a sudden voice to my right and i feel Junmyeon tense even further.

I mentally curse and look up at the guy who is standing a few steps away from me pretending to be looking at the shelfs. "Can i help you?"

The guy scoffs and looks over at me and i watch his pretentious attitude shrink at the look on my face. Doesn't stop him from spouting off his opinion like i fucking asked, though. "Seems like you're helping yourself just fine."

I roll my eyes and tighten my jaw even more, placing a protective arm completely around Junmyeon's waist. "Listen here, bigot. You can take your homophobic, self-righteous, small dicked, fuck boy attitude to a therapist who might actually care about whatever problems you are still sorting through in your head. Don't think that just because i prefer a dick in my mouth doesn't mean i won't break yours and prevent you from barking like the little bitch you are. You aren't pretty enough to be this stupid, sweetie. Now, move along. Go find your toxic girlfriend you hate, but can't leave because of your crushing fear that no one else will ever find you even slightly appealing."

The guy just blinks at me in shock and seems to be short circuiting before he just slowly turns around and walks away leaving Jun and me alone in the isle once again.

"I... don't even have a proper response for what just happened." Junmyeon says and i snort.

"Sorry, i kind of got a bit protective." i explain patting my hand against Junmyeon's back gently.

Junmyeon nods and i feel his body relax once again. "I can see how you've made such a name for yourself as a Dom. I think my soul left my body hearing your dominant voice."

"In a good way or bad?" i ask, slightly curious. This is the furthest we've talked about any of this since Junmyeon found out about my persona.

I feel Junmyeon's body fully relax and i hear a soft sigh as his body rests against mine. "Good. Definatly good."

I smile and wrap a firm arm around his waist and reach up to cradle the back of his head in my hand. There's a soft almost nonexistent hum of satisfaction and i can't help the soft chuckle that bubbles up from my chest.

We stay like that for a few moments and then i pull back and look into Junmyeon's eyes when he looks up at me. I caress his cheek and wink at him, before placing a short kiss to his lips then grabbing the cart and proceeding to keep walking down the isle, but never letting go of Junmyeon's hand.

>>>>

~Junmyeon~

"You can just put those over there." I say to Yixing, pointing to the counter.

Yixing nods and places the bags down, while i head i to the living room to turn on the tv and pick out a movie. It's my week to find one and it usually takes a while. I know Yixing will end up unpacking the groceries and organizing them in my kitchen even though i told him to just set them down. He does this every time and i find it endearing, rather than annoying like i would with anyone else.

"What do you want to order for dinner? I'm kind of craving sushi." I call out waiting for an answer.

When one doesn't come, I go back to the kitchen and begin to ask the adorable man my question again, but he puts up a finger and I realize he's on the phone. I press my lips together and wait for him to finish his conversation. His eyes flash to mine and that's when i notice his demeanor. It's changed. His body stands a bit more confidently. His shoulder more squared and his jaw set.

The Master stands before me.

"Yeah, okay. Did you make sure to run those orders as express?" Yixing's asks, his voice oh so deep and silky.

My body reacts in kind and i force myself to swallow the thickness in my throat, but nothing can be done about the increasing bulge in my pants.

Yixing's once again meets my eyes and then seems to travel painfully slowly down my body till he meets the obvious problem growing below. He raises an eyebrow but doesn't even skip a beat and continues on with his business call. His gaze never once leaves mine.

He wraps up his business and then ends the call. Keeping eye contact with me, he walks around the counter then ends up standing in front of me. "What's this?" He asks looking down with a slightly amused expression.

I bite at my lips and clear my throat. "Um... well..."

Yixing smiles and the master fades, surprisingly to my disappointment. "We haven't talked about sex yet, Jun. We kind of silently agreed to keep it out of the relationship until we can navigate a relationship without power dynamics."

I nod and consider this. He's not inherently wrong. "You are correct, but i am a young adult male. I can't particularly control when i get aroused."

Yixing snorts and grabs my hand. "That's true."

I go to move away, but Yixing's hand tightens on mine and i look back up at him just in time for him to reach out and brush his fingers over my pants. I gasp and Yixing smirks a little bit.

"Is this okay?" He asks.

His thumb runs right up the length of my erection and a shiver spouts up my spinal nerves. "Y-yes."

"Good." He comments and tilts his head before swiping his tongue over his bottom lip in contemplation.

My breath catches slightly at the shift in his eyes. My sweet, soft Yixing is looking at me like a hungry animal ready to devour his prey. Even more surprising, I feel like I want to let him. Yixing's fingers flutter over the top of my pants, taking their time to test the water and explore new territory. My body alights with an electric current, ready for the slightest fraction of a touch and being hypercharged with sensation everywhere he touches me. Even in non-erogenous zones, when his fingers trail across my skin and body, a tingling heat pulses under them.

I swallow thickly when he leans in and kisses the peak of my Adams apple, lingering his lips there before moving his lips down the column of my neck, leaving aching need in their wake. Desire blooms in my belly and i can't help myself when i reach for his hips, sliding my fingers through his belt loops, and crashing his body into mine.

The delicious gasp that falls from his lips is like a symphony playing the worlds most beautifully crafted melody. His lips attack mine hastily and i slide my hand behind his head to hold him to me as his tongue invades my mouth. I attempt to push my tongue into his, but he fights me on it forcing me to tighten my hold on his lip and push in harder, however, suddenly his teeth clamp down onto my lip and makes me stop. A whimpered moan pushes up from deep in my throat and we both seem to freeze at the sound.

We jerk away from each other at the same time and I'm surprised to find that we both have a secure hand grasped onto one another's hair. It's clear what just happened and the dark swirling need dancing in Yixing's eyes says everything.

"I'm sorry." He says in a raspy tone that forces a shiver up my spine.

I shake my head slightly and tongue at my slightly wounded lip. "Don't be... it was, uh." I shake my head again trying to blink away some of the fogginess that had clouded my head. "It was partly my fault too."

"Maybe this won't be as easy as we thought." Yixing offers seeming lost in thought, the mysterious edge in his eyes already fading much to my disappointment.

I tongue at my lip again reveling in the slight sting i feel. "We can try again. This time without anything. Maybe if we just take some intensity out of it, we can get it over with and it won't be as desperate. Then neither of us would feel inclined to slip into any roles."

Yixing raises an eyebrow at me and i hate to admit the way that particular look makes me feel. "Jun, you just submitted to me over a damn kiss and you expect me to believe we are capable of taking some intensity out of this?" He asks gesturing between the two of us.

I nod, "we can just focus on the mechanics of the sex and focus on getting off."

Yixing cringes. "Sounds... very hetero."

The comment catches me off guard and i can't help the snort that pulls from my throat. "It won't be that bad. I think we can just cool down and give it a try. Like ripping off the Band-Aid."

He eyes me skeptically and i have to admit, even i am unsure if this would even work. This might just be the desperation of a man who desires another so much he'd say anything to get the other into bed with him. 

"Alright. Let me go take a shower and 'cool down' as you said and then we can give it a try." Yixing says finally giving up.

I smile and stop him as he goes to pull away. "Thank you."

He reaches out and cradles my jaw in his hand. "You're important to me. If this is what you want, then i owe it to our relationship to at least try."

With a short, but caring kiss he leaves me to head into the bathroom. When the door clicks shut, i breathe out a sigh and feel an odd sort of disappointment brewing under my skin. We agreed to this. We share the same ideas about our relationship and what a power dynamic could mean for two people who are normality dominant. Someone would end up with the short end of the stick and neither one of us wants to put the other in that position. And yet earlier when i gave in to Yixing it didn't feel unnatural or forced. I wanted it.

I hear the shower turn on in the bathroom and i take a deep stabilizing breath, placing those thoughts out of my head. We can try this and see if it works. Maybe we are capable of vanilla sex and hell, maybe we'll even enjoy it. For Yixing I'll try anything, even if it means being celibate.

I bite at my lip and wince, but also note the kick of satisfaction i get from knowing Yixing put that there. I groan and head into my room to prepare.

What the hell are we thinking? Both of us are dirty little sinners who have been claimed by hell since the day we were born and prosper in that ideology. The very essence of basic or vanilla is blasphemy in the hands of the goddess of pleasure and eroticisms. Yixing and i are her most devout disciples. Leather, lace, whips, ropes... these are our tools for worship and  to deny them, isn't that a sin within itself? To deny the nature of ones inner self, is that not punishable in the hands of the great mother herself?

The door to my bathroom clicks open and i turn to find Yixing wrapped in a towel hanging dangerously low on his hips. "I cleaned myself out because i figured it would be easier for me to bottom the first time. That okay?"

I pause with my hands on a suspiciously shaped object and Yixing catches eyes when i turn around, only to float down to what's in my hands. It's then that i realize how absentminded i had been and managed to wonder into my storage cabinet.

"Sorry, habit." i say then turn my attention back to the other just in time to see him drop the towel to the floor and smirk a little at me in an understanding expression. I laugh in a self deprecating way and turn around, putting the item back where i found it before closing the cabinet, shutting then locking the door.

I swallow down the feeling in my belly and resign myself to making this work. This is for Yixing and my relationship. I must do what i have to for us. But just in case, i send a short prayer asking forgiveness to the goddess and shamelessly ask for strength so i do not place my hand upon this boys delicate throat or smack my hand across his peachy ass.

Turning around Yixing is laying on my bed, his legs spread wide and an almost amused expression playing in his tantalizing eyes. "You coming?"

Internally, i groan and then leave a soft amen for the goddess, hoping she hears my plea.

>>>>>>

~Yixing~

"It was fine."  The words come out sounding stale and i have to admit a bit hallow.

Tao stares at me blankly, blinking slightly. His expression holding miles of words that don't need to be said. But it is Tao and holding his tongue is not something he knows how to do.

"Yixing, baby. I mean this in the best way possible, but like... what the fuck do you mean by "fine"?" Tao questions in his normal dramatic flare.

I sigh and shrug. I knew this would be a difficult subject to face with these two. "It was okay. Not terrible, but nothing awe inspiring."

Tao scoffs and leans forward like he is about to burst into one of his dramatic rants. He's stopped however when Baekhyun puts a hand on his chest.

"Are you aware that fine isn't exactly a good thing when it comes to sex?" Baekhyun asks. "Fine is the word you use when describing your ten year old cousins piano recital or the starwars movie your boyfriend has made you watch a million times and still insists on asking you if you liked it. Fine is not how you describe wet dream inspiring sex you should be having with your sexy ass fantasy daddydom of a man."

I tilt my head at my best friend and he shrugs, before Tao intersects. "Okay, explain it to me again. What exactly happened?"

I sigh and prepare to run through this again. "Okay, so we were making out. Things got a bit steamy and then i pushed a bit too far and Jun submitted to me. We then decided to try vanilla sex. It was fine. There were a few moments when we almost slipped and tried to get a little kinky, but we managed to keep the kink out of it and had what I'm sure some people would describe as perfectly lovely sex."

Baekhyun deadpanned his expression. "Yes, boring lifeless people would describe that as lovely, Yixing. You two are not like that. You're the fucking master for crying out loud. You've made a fucking empire off of nasty ass desperation mixed with the tears and cum of subs. And Junmyeon radiates so much damn big dick energy that every time he walks into the room everyone has to hold onto something less they end up in a kneeling position. I watched him talk to a professor once and i swear i heard the bitch say 'yes master' under her breath after he asked her to find some information for him. You cannot be siting here telling me that you had basic ass boring sex for the first time with your boyfriend."

Even Tao doesn't have a retort for that, he just stares at Baekhyun in slight surprise before looking at me and shrugging in agreeance with our smaller and louder friend.

The truth looms in front of my face and i cringe in clarity of what I've been trying to deny this whole time. "Fuck."

Baek sighs out a victorious huff. "There it is."

I fold into myself and groan into my arms as my head sinks pitifully onto them. Tao pats my shoulder comfortingly.

"I feel like there was an easier way to get him to realize that." Tao says for once leaving the sass out of his vocabulary.

Baekhyun shakes his head when i peek up at him and he gives me a sympathetic expression. "He's not wired like that. Trust me, when it comes to Xing, tough love is the only love that will pernitrate that stubborn head of his."

"I hate you." I whimper and Tao frowns while Baekhyun rolls his eyes at me.

"No you don't. You love me. Without me, both of you would be having basic ass sex till your dicks shriveled up and died from boredom." Baekhyun says.

I look over at Tao with pleading eyes. "Can we kill him?"

The lovely panda just shakes his head at me and knits his perfectly shaped eyebrows together. "No, because unfortunately he's right. He's been right about a lot of things. He's too smart for his own good, but we also need him."

Baekhyun makes a sniffling noise and we glance over at him to see him very dramatically with a hand on his chest and tears in his eyes. "That's the nicest thing you've ever said to me. Maybe you're not just a cruel bitch. You've had your heart all along tin man."

I can't help the small smile that pulls at my lips as i watch my two best friends go off into a bickering war and feel a bit more normal. At least i can always count on these two to make me feel better, but at the end of the day they're right too.

My sex life has always been a large part of my identity. It's who i am to be an adventurous, kinky person and to deny it is like I'm denying a part of my inner being. I've spent years developing who i am and claiming sex as a powerful part of my life. Sex gives me an outlet and it gives me confidence to be unapologetically who i am. The master wasn't just created to be a subsequent part of my brand. No, i AM the master. The master was created through me, through my presence and image. I created this part of myself after years of research, development. Every low point, stressful day, and disappointment i left in the leather and rope stained closet to use as fuel for my power. I took my unhealthy emotions and channeled them into something that makes me feel powerful and safe. Being a Dom is in my blood. It's a part of my identity and i was stupid to think i can deny who i am on the other side of the coin.

"I need to figure this out." i say trying to come up with a solution.

My idiots stop bickering and focus back on me. "Do you need our help?"

I shake my head and play with my drink's heat sleeve. "I think this should be hashed between Jun and me. This is a relationship hurtle and we need to jump over together."

Tao gives me a knowing smile and reaches out for my hand. I take his and i can feel his support. He of all people knows what goes into a relationship and how somethings need to be figured out between partners.

"Did you at least change positions?" Baekhyun asks.

My expression hardens into one of disdain and i blink a few times at Tao who offers me a silent apology for our mutual friend. I look over at Baekhyun and sigh.

"Oh my god. No. Please don't tell me you did missionary the whole time? Please tell me he at least kissed your knees to your shoulders and didn't do the the hetero hands on your thighs while he's on his knees and just thrusts, move." He says in a signature Baek level of theatrics.

"Baek," i say in an exasperated tone.

"Oh my god. Yixing, baby, no!" Baekhyun wails. "You have disgraced our house. Our family. Our cow. How could you?" furthering into his extra ass rant, he makes a fake gagging noise and covers his mouth. "Oh my shit... I'm going to be sick."

"Are you sure we can't kill him?" i ask.

Tao tilts his head in consideration. "We can't because despite everything we still love him." I sigh and resign myself to accepting that this will be our normal for the rest of the night. "However... I have an alternative..."

I raise my eyebrow just as Tao gets an evil look in his eye. "Kyungsoo, Baekhyun just made fun of Jongin's bear pants."

Suddenly Kyungsoo pops out of the kitchen with murder in his eyes and stares widely at a now frozen Baekhyun. "E-fucking-scuse me?"

I smile as the once quiet café erupts into chaos of the small chef attempting to murder the hyperactive Baekhyun while Chanyeol and Minseok attempt to pry them apart and keep the coffee house in one piece. Tao lifts his glass and i lift mine in response as we cheers to saying 'fuck you' to vanilla because boring just isn't who we are.

>>>>>>

~Junmyeon~

The café is quaint and relaxing as it always is. It's one of the reasons i prefer this café compared to some of the more nosier and busy cafes closer to campus. I enjoy the ambiance and it fills me with a sense of calm. I shut my eyes, but then feel the familiar stir in the air that always seems to follow my two best friends. I open my eyes just in time to see Taemin and Minho flit into the room with the same energy they always carry. They just have this mesmerizing quality about them that always gains the attention of any onlookers. Their relationship dynamics, even if the more interesting parts are hidden behind closed doors, just capture the curiosity of people. Even i find myself watching them without realizing it some days.

Taemin skips up to the table and beams at me with the normal energy I'm used to the kid having over the drained, auto-piloted shell that has been zombieing around campus the past week. He must have had some much needed sleep and de-stressing.

I chuckle at his enthusiasm and Minho finally catches up to his partner looking a bit flustered. I look between them and notice a lack of the normal control between the two.

"Careful, he's uncollared today." Minho offers in explanation to Taemin's behavior.

I nod and feel amusement bubbling in my chest. "Is that wise?"

Minho shrugs. "He needed a free day after the hell finals just put him through."

I smile and wink at the boy in reference and he giggles at me, reaching for my hand and patting it in a random, yet completely Taemin sort of greeting. "We'll see how long that lasts."

Taemin winks back at me and i can tell Minho is in for it today. I've never been one to favor the brat types, though i admit Wonho was a fun challenge, they are just a bit too much for me. The appeal isn't lost on me however. They are adorably charming in their own way.

"So, anything new on your side. How's Yixing?" Minho asks picking up his menu.

I clasp my hands together and smile happily. "Yixing and i finally took the next step."

Taemin squeaks around a large mouthful of bread. "You two had sex?"

I nod pushing aside the mild annoyance at Taemin's usual carless vocabulary. He reminds me of the devil i have become very acquainted with known as Baekhyun. "We did."

"How was it?" Minho asks, always one to dive head first into details.

"Yeah, was it as amazing as you anticipated? Did the training work? Wait, did you even sub?" Taemin rattles off and Minho eventually covers his mouth to stop his rapid-fire questions.

I take a deep breath and shake my head. "It was adequate. Lovely even. Neither of us subbed or Dommed. We kept things simple for our first time."

Taemin stares at me in barely sheathed horror. "did i just hear you refer to sex as 'adequate'?"

I blink at the boy nonplussed. "It was exceptionally satisfactory, Lee Taemin."

"Oh sweet Jesus. You had vanilla ass sex and you are referring to it like it was a decent meal at a mediocre restaurant. That's so boring. Oh my god." Taemin makes a gagging noise. "I feel gross and unpleasant. i just..." another gagging noise.

I look to my best friend for assistance in reigning in the boy but he just shrugs at me. "He's on his own time... Plus, he kind of has a point. I'm sure, your first time with Yixing was nice, but you just made it sound boring as fuck."

Taemin appears in my line of sight in front of his boyfriend nodding erratically. "It's gross. I won't stand for it. Junmyeon, you are a kinky fucker. You don't do vanilla. We spent weeks together learning the in and outs of subbing. I did not waste my precious time i could have been hanging off my masters dick for you to do me dirty and have missionary sex with your boyfriend."

I stare at the boy completely appalled and not exactly knowing how to respond to his outburst. "We... we wanted to keep power dynamics out of our relationship till we got a stronger foundation in it."

Minho nods in understanding and even Taemin seems to agree with a sigh, but there's always a flip side for this kid.

"I get where you are coming from, Jun. I really do, but this isn't just a switch you can turn off. Having a kink isn't just something you go through and get over. It's not eyeliner, skinny jeans, and having your heart squeeze at the sound of a G note. It's not a phase. This is a lifestyle. This is an integrated part of our lives and if you are trying to form your life with someone, shouldn't you try to show them every part of who you are? BDSM has been in your life since you were a teenager. Are you really going to tell me you're okay with a vanilla relationship? I mean, you can always switch. Lots of couples do. But don't give up on a big part of who you are just because the rest fell apart."

Sometimes i forget just how intelligent Taemin really is and when i look over to see Minho discreetly smiling like a proud father i understand that their relationship is more than just their power dynamic. Taemin may submit to Minho, but it's with Taemin's consent that Minho gets that power. On days like this, when they just want to be normal and take off the collar, their relationship stays strong and shines through. They balance it all just fine and maybe that's what i should have been going to Taemin about since the beginning. I needed to learn balance, not just submission. And i know just the two people to talk to about true balance when it comes to a switch relationship.

"Hey, Minho would you be able to give me the number for someone or more like two someone's?"

Minho slowly smirks at me and reaches into his pocket pulling out a folded up piece of paper. "I figured you'd come to that epiphany eventually." He hands the paper to me and holds onto it tightly when i try to pull it form his grasp forcing me to look up. "It might be a good idea to meet them in a public place."

I snort and he finally releases the paper. "I'm curious not stupid."

Minho nods at me and we move on. I ask Taemin about his finals which sends the boy off on a rant full of unmeasurable profanity and zero direction while Minho catches my eye promising me he will be the one to carry out my death. Yeah, i can see the appeal in the brats, but only if I'm not the one in charge of them.

>>>>>>>>

~Yixing~

A short knock pulls me from the pile of laundry i was attempting to organize. I turn around to find Junmyeon smiling at me and leaning against my doorframe looking his usually impeccable and mesmerizing self.

"How long have you been staring at me?" i ask in a flirty tone.

He chuckles and shrugs. "Well, lets say i get the appeal of watching someone."

I roll my eyes cringing a bit at the mention of my slight stalking problem. "Careful, you might get hooked."

Junmyeon shakes his head and laughs under his breath. He doesn't say anything else for a bit and seems to be sorting through some stuff in his head. I let him be and turn back to my bed and carefully place my laundry aside before sitting down and facing him.

"Can we talk about something." Junmyeon asks and my heartrate picks up a bit, "Specifically about the other night."

I swallow thickly, having already guessed that this would come up. "Yeah, i actually wanted to discuss that with you as well."

Junmyeon nods and pushes off of the door frame, coming into the room and shutting the door behind him. He situates himself at my desk and leans back against the edge of it. The air around us feels a bit awkward and neither of us seems to know what to do with this atmosphere.

"Can i be blunt?" i ask after a second.

Junmyeon raises his eyebrows and motions to me to continue. "of course."

I take a deep breath and cross my legs. "Jun... last night. It... it sucked."

"It was awful." His words come out at the same time mine do.

We stare at each other for a couple seconds before smiling and then busting out laughing. We both seem to feel so relived that it's a mutual feeling. I cross my room and join Junmyeon at my desk, our arms touching as i lean against my desk next to him.

"Don't get me wrong, it felt good and i was satisfied, but... I also wasn't. You know?"

Junmyeon nods and chews on his lip for a second. "Yixing, we're not meant for this life. Vanilla just isn't us. Trust me, i can understand what you wanted to do here, but this just doesn't work for either of us."

He says the words I've been thinking in my head for so long. Having a normal relationship will never be possible for either of us. There will always need to be a power dynamic in our relationships. We're powerful as a couple, but we need an outlet. We need that exchange... that control.

"Neither of us is willing to give up the power completely." I say with this sudden realization. "We're both dominants, Jun."

"You mean you'd never sub for me?" Junmyeon asks me, his eyes not demanding, just curious.

I tilt my head and think about it. "I'd be fine with subbing, but i couldn't do it full time. I need that power. I need to have control."

"What if you can?" Junmyeon asks me in an interested tone.

My head is shaking even before he finishes his suggestion. "No, Jun. I told you i didn't want to strip you of what is natural in you. You're a natural dominant."

Junmyeon seems upset by this, but also like he completely understands my feelings on it. We both understand what it's like. Neither of us could be a submissive twenty four seven. It's just not who we are.

"Jun... if vanilla doesn't work for us. If we can't be happy without the power dynamic and neither of us is willing to sub... maybe... maybe it's time to let go of thi-"

"Three days."

I look up, realizing i had been staring at the floor and blink at the other and notice the panic on his face. "What?"

"Can you sub for me for three days a week?" He asks as if pleading with me.

I open my mouth and close it really taking in his words and mulling it over in my head. Could i give up the power to Junmyeon for three days and allow him to control me? It's not like i haven't thought of it. I'm well versed in bottoming and honestly, i quite enjoy it, but i prefer having the control. It would be nice to be able to sink into sub space every once in a while and enjoy that kind of pleasure. Three days. For Junmyeon, i can do that much. Hell, I'll even probably enjoy it.

"Yes, i could give you three days a week. I would gladly make that exception for you." i state matter of fact. "Why, what are you thinking?"

Junmyeon stuffs his hands into his pockets and glances up trying to organize his thoughts. "I just got came here from a chat with some... acquittances of mine. They shared some insight with me on a possible way we can fix our problem."

I raise an eyebrow at him. "And what's your proposed idea?"

A short pause fills the space between us. "How about we share the power? Three days for me and four for you. These 'friends' of mine gave me a look into their relationship. They switch back and forth since both of them have dominant and submissive tendencies. This could work for us if you're willing to give it a try."

I put my finger to my chin, mulling it over. "I don't hate it, but one extra day for me seems unfair."

"i don't mind." Junmyeon says with a soft smile.

"i do." i say, reaching out and placing my hand on the side of his cheek. "If we're going to share, it should be fifty fifty." i say and think about how we'd divide it up.

"What about a free day? Taemin and Minho do it every once in a while. They call it going off collar, where they just behave normally and without any power dynamics. It seems to work well for them to take a break." Junmyeon suggests.

Taking that information in, i weigh the pros and cons. i figure out pretty quickly there's far more pros than cons. It's from years of running The Master brand and from years of being a dominant that these traits of desiring organization and perfection seep into every aspect of your life. I have a strong need for everything to be presented in a certain way and made to be simplified. That's one of the reasons i fell for Kris as a business partner, because he's just as much of a control freak i am. The day he brought me a printed out and laminated booklet of that months projections and sales information. I nearly cried and hugged him till he begged me to stop.

I lean to my side and place a hand behind me on my desk. "That's actually perfect. It would give us our normalcy and balance the power. Half of the week it's mine and the other half is yours. How would we break it up?"

Junmyeon bites at his lip once again and i find myself wishing i could do that to his lips. I push it down when he shoots up off my desk and turns around. "Do you have a planner?"

......

Two hours later, a schedule, and a notebook full of rules later Junmyeon sits on my bed, our legs overlapped with my planner and notebook between us. I stare down at the schedule we just made in an almost astonished yet proud kind of way. We just planned out an entire year of who tops and on what days.

"Are we really this anal?" i ask glancing over at the notebook page full of rules and conditions.

Junmyeon snorts and twirls his pen around while looking up from his phone that he's been going through to collect dates of important events. We agreed that the dynamic wouldn't stop, even for public outings or events. The dominant for that day has to decide how the day will proceed and what activities that are public appropriate will be conducted. It's number six on the list.

"We are indeed this anal, Yixing." Junmyeon confirms looking up at me over the brim of his glasses which are way too sexy to be allowed.

I sigh and pick up my planner. We decided to Sunday being our off day since it was a weekend day and it would be nice to have a break to just spend the day with each other without the metaphorical collar. We also made a stipulation for pass days. If one or the other is having a rough day or is in need of changing the dynamic for whatever reason, they have a limited number of pass days they can use to switch. This alone makes it all feel real. That for the foreseeable future, this is our life. Every Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday are Junmyeon's days since he feels stressed during the earlier parts of the week and could use that outlet, while i have Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. Even on days that we are apart for things like travel or all day meetings, it is the responsibility of the dominant for that day to plan out the activities and make sure they are carried out. There of course can be varying degrees of severity depending on the dominant's as well as the submissive's mood.

Actually, one of our rules, 18 to be exact, is a morning mental check of how the other is doing and what they are able to take that day. We even made a color chart that will be easy to understand each color and what they mean in terms of mental capabilities. Pink is the highest level or what i like to call the "give me your best shot" level, Yellow is our mid range of where one is feeling okay, but not in the mood to be put though anything rough that day, and purple is the bottom tier that represents the "I'm not mentally in the place to accept anything compromising today" mindset. I thoroughly plan on making a color coded graph later and I'm immensely excited about it.

For the sake of representation, we also talked about The Master and my stage presence. With this in mind, we settled that Junmyeon was allowed to accompany me to conferences and demos, but he has to sub for me. With this in mind, Junmyeon receives an extra pass day for any day that crosses over his own.

After we decided over these important issues, we made out personal lists on separate pages of likes, dislikes, turn-ons, turn-offs, and even hard limits. Junmyeon was surprised by my list having more likes and turn-ons than dislikes or turn-offs. I was surprised to see a few things on Junmyeon's turn-on list, but excited nonetheless.

I feel stupid now for letting myself get wrapped up in the idea that this would be so complicated between us. Though the schedule and guidelines won't fix every problem and make it a breeze moving forward, it'll make it significantly easier. We're on the same page now and I'm happy with the division of power. It's compromise without compromising who we are.

That's the thing I've always been enamored by since the day he first talked to me on the street. He gets me. I get him. We are so similar and we don't need much to understand how the other feels or is thinking, because it's probably in the same realm of our own thinking. I was so worried we'd never find a way to fit into each others worlds that we'd clash and never be able to find the balance, when the balance was staring us in the face. Junmyeon and i can find our middle ground and still have our normally functioning relationship. Actually, for us, this is normal.

I check over the dates a second time making sure i didn't miss a holiday or an event, but then i realize something and my heart flutters at it. My stomach clenches and i lick at my lip slowly just thinking about it. It doesn't go unnoticed by the man sitting inches from me. I also don't miss that skip in his breath.

"Jun," i say with a deeper, smoother tone. I watch him look up at me and then swallow thickly while his own eyes darken. "It's Friday." i state clearly full of meaning.

His eyes widen momentarily and then i watch a resolve fall over him that is impressive to say the least. He sets down his phone and unravels himself from my legs and hops up off the bed. He meets my stare and then slowly drops to his knees, lowering his head.

My senses rile up and my breathing deepens at his pure display of submission. It's different than before. When he first tried to submit to me, it felt wrong, dirty somehow. I wanted Junmyeon like this, had so many fantasies of him like this, but the last time i felt he was forcing himself into something for my sake. But this doesn't feel like that. Junmyeon wants it. He wants me to control him. He wants me to dominate him.

A hunger stirs in my belly like I've never experienced before.

"Stand up and face away from me. Remove all of your clothes, then return to this position and keep your head down. let me know when you're finished." I order.

"Yes, sir." Junmyeon says, moving to do as i say.

I catch his chin as he's kneeling in front of me and move so my legs are caged on either side of him. I look deep into his wide and alerted eyes. "You will call me master, Junmyeon. Are we understood?"

A shiver flutters through his body and i hear the stutter of his breathing once again. "Yes, master."

I let go of him and motion for him to continue. Once his back is to me, i stand up and head to my closet. I take my time to slowly brows my shelves and pick up a few items I'll need. It's Junmyeon's first time subbing so i plan on going easy on him, but that doesn't mean i can't make it fun. I also take this moment to change into a more appropriate outfit for the atmosphere. Just a simple pair of fitted black dress pants and a loose, flowy white shirt, buttons opened down to my navel. I'm about to leave the room when i come across a small box i had forgotten about picking up a few days ago.

Should i cross that line this soon?

"Master, i am ready." I hear a breathy call from the main room.

The power of knowing i have Junmyeon in such a precarious position and waiting with bated breath for my next order; has me grabbing the box without hesitation. I head back to the man kneeling naked on the floor and sit in front of him on my bed.

"Look up at me, Junmyeon." i say in a steady firm tone.

Junmyeon slowly looks up to meet my gaze with weary and slightly nervous eyes. I smile at him and reach out to slowly pet my hand down the side of him neck. He leans into the touch and i make an approving noise. I reach for the box i had brought from my closet with my free hand and display it in front of us.

I open the lid and show the contents to Junmyeon, glancing up to observe his reaction. He once again meets my gaze and then lifts an eyebrow in response.

"You can speak freely for the moment." I authorize and he takes a deep breath.

"Yixing... this is.... is this for me?" he asks glancing down at the shiny silver bracelet tucked into the luxury box.

I chuckle at his look of near panic. "Calm down, you know i can afford it."

Junmyeon worries at his lip and knits his eyebrows. "Yixing, this is way too much."

A sigh falls from my lips and i blink at the other. "If the role was reversed would you have a problem buying it for me?"

The man on his knees in front of me shakes his head and i smirk a little victorious. "Good, then you'll wear it. Also, it's not completely selfless. It's a Cartier love bracelet and I'm sure you understand the implements of this?"

Junmyeon seems to think over this and then looks down at the tiny screwdriver that the bracelet comes with and i watch in satisfaction as it clicks in his head.

"I had this made for you. This is a "collar" of sorts. I didn't know if you'd ever let me Dom you, but i hoped. It has my name on the inside so only you and i know. Our little secret. I'll have control of the screwdriver at all times, so you have to come to me to put it on and take it off and ill mark it as the beginning and end of our play. You only have to wear it when you're with me, but i expect it to be on the second you wake up on my days and you are only allowed to take it off after midnight on our off day, are we understood?"

Junmyeon nods, his wide eyed, eager to please expression giving me a wave of satisfaction. "Yes master."

A smile pulls at my lips at how well Junmyeon behaves already, but then again he's been a Dom for years. He knows what is expected out of a sub. I take the bracelet out of the box and slowly take it apart, then screw it securely onto Junmyeon's wrist. It's even more beautiful on his alabaster skin than i had hoped it would be.

A wave of possessiveness wraps around me and i reach out grasping the hair at the crown of his head and forcing his face inches from mine. "You are mine, Junmyeon."

His eyes go wide and i smirk at how helpless he looks. He may appear like a little bunny caught in my trap, but the aroused dilation of his pupils tell me that he's not objecting.

"Say it. Who do you belong to?" i order at the trembling man beneath my grasp.

"Yo-you, Master." Junmyeon gasps.

"Good boy. I want you to go over to my desk and grab the book off of my desk for our Biology class, then come back over here and return to this position." I direct and watch the other attempt to stand on wobbly legs.

He does as i say and i take my time getting things in order. I stand off my bed and move some things around. I place a temporary black sheet down across my bed for easier cleaning later and then check on the man kneeling on the ground with his head down. I smile at how seamlessly he's fulfilling this role; even if it's not completely familiar to him, he understands how to act and what i require from him. It's nice to have a sub who understands the inner workings of a Doms mind for once.

"Stand and then lay yourself ass up across my bed. Take the book with you and open it to the assigned chapter for our next class. Let me know when you're done." I direct and turn away from him once again to set up the last bit of what todays scene will be.

"I am done, Master." i hear softly over my shoulder and i am pleased by Junmyeon's more relaxed tone.

"You're so good for me, Junmyeon. You make your master so happy. I'm proud of you for doing this well so far." I comment and stir the warming substance.

"Thank you, Master." He says hesitantly.

"It's okay, Junmyeon. I won't reprimand you for speaking to me unless it's questioning my orders or speaking in a way i don't approve of."

"I understand, Master." He comments.

"Wonderful. Now, lets start. Have you read the homework?" I ask sauntering slowly over to the man laying naked on my bed. His tight round ass on full display for me and i push down the desire to grab a handful of it. Best to start off slow.

"No, i haven't yet, Master." Junmyeon says sounding almost guilty.

I chuckle. "That's okay. It's not due for a couple days still, so why don't you go ahead and get a head start."

"You... want me to read the whole chapter?" he asks sounding unsure.

I sigh and reach out placing my fingers on the cusp of his rounded ass, smirking a little at the gasp i get in exchange, but take away the sensation quickly before tapping my palm back down against the bare flesh. It's not hard enough to hurt, but enough to make a point.

"What did i say about questioning my orders, Junmyeon." I reprimand firmly.

Junmyeon jolts a little and i hear the harshness of his breathing. "I'm- i-'m sorry, Master."

I smooth my hand over the place i had hit and let my fingers trail with featherlight pressure. "It was just a warning, Junmyeon. Now, read the chapter.... Out loud."

He seems to pause for a second and i give him the time to collect himself. Even if he does understand what is expected out of him and he preforms those duties well, he's still new to this.

Once his honey laced voice reverberates through the room, starting the chapter in skilled and practiced form of someone who is use to public speaking, i begin in my own work. I start with barely there touches. My fingers ghosting their way across his skin, just kissing any part i come across, but leaving my trace on every inch. Junmyeon's body and skin has always been stunning to me. Barely a mark or blemish anywhere. He's so beautiful to me, possibly the thing that first drew me to him.

My hands further their patterns down his body till i reach his lower back and begin pursuing towards the swell of his ass. Waiting for me eagerly. I don't for a second miss the slight movement of his hips to push up, silently asking for more. I oblige and press my fingers more fluidly into his toned, but plump rear.

Junmyeon's voice stutters, but i continue as if i hadn't heard. My touch returns to the light strokes and i focus my attention on mapping out his thighs. They tremble slightly and i make a note along with all of the other places that seemed to be more sensitive than the rest. I move back up and return to his ass, where i bend forward and place a short kiss just at his lower back before it hills to his butt. I remove myself completely from him and i don't miss the short pause in his words, before he levels himself again and goes back to his assignment.

I check on the substance i was warming earlier and am happy to find it at the perfect temperature. I take the jar and return to my beautiful boy waiting for me. I see Junmyeon's neck tense like he wants to turn around and ask me what I'm planning, but smartly chooses to focus on his task.

Stirring the now liquid in the jar, i take out the wooden stick i was using to mix it and let the liquid fall back into the jar to check the viscosity. A sort of anticipation tugs at my belly and i take a second to revel in it. I lean down as i had earlier, but this time i kiss his upper back, right above his left shoulder blade. A shiver pushes down his spine and i can't help the satisfaction I feel at his reaction. I stand up straight and take out the stick from the warm liquid once again and instead of letting the wax fall back into the jar, i position it over Junmyeon's back right over where i had kissed him.

Once the warmed wax touches his shoulder he flinches and sucks in a large breath. He freezes and pants as the sensation of the hot liquid hitting his back fully registers in his mind.

"Are you okay?" I ask putting the stick back into the jar and drawling my fingertips around where the now hardening wax had fallen across his skin.

"Ye-yes, master." He says, his words backtracked with hissed pants.

"Then keep reading." I state simply and don't for a second miss the pitiful whine he releases low in his throat. Oh... oh that's good.

He's a bit more ready for the next drip onto his other shoulder, but the little jolt he makes when the wax first touches his skin is almost cute. I lean down and kiss at the top of his spine on the back of his neck as the wax on his right shoulder cools.

"You're doing so good, Jun. You're so good for me, love." A practically silent moan pulls from deep in his chest and i relish in it.

My next target is the center of his back, down the spine. I pour a thin, but straight strip of wax right onto the area and take pleasure in the way his thighs clench and his words come out breather, before stopping entirely. I give him a minute, and once again touch around the now drying wax. The liquid doesn't stay in one place, but tries to roll down toward his sides, little thread sized rivers that stop and dry quickly. I feel like an artist creating a masterpiece.

When the wax hits his lower back next, his gasp is tinged with the edge of a moan and that spurs me on to push him a little bit. The liquid is still drying when my hand makes contact with the peak of his peachy ass. This slap stings a little and judging from the reaction of Junmyeon tensing and arching up, he wasn't ready for it.

"What did... i do wrong, Master?" Junmyeon asks and i have to smile at my boy, so eager to please me.

"You did nothing wrong. That was just for my pleasure." i say, emphasizing my point by leaning forward and nudging my hardness against the side of his thigh. It's tight and almost painful at how it fills my fitted pants.

Junmyeon sucks in a rough breath and i watch his arm twitch, but don't make a move to stop him. A little braver, he repositions his arm from where it was folded under his chest to straighten beside his body, where it snakes down to where i am standing at his side. His hand reaches out and pauses as if asking for permission. I push forward allowing my clothed dick to touch his fingers

He curses lowly under his breath, but i catch it and quickly grab his wrist to stop them in their tracks where they were rubbing the length of my girth. Junmyeon yelps in surprise, but stays still to await direction. I hold his wrist sternly and click my tongue in a scolding way.

"Who said you could use such filthy language, Junmyeon?" I question.

Junmyeon groans and drops his head onto the book momentarily, before picking himself back up and taking a deep breath. "I'm sorry, Master. I didn't mean to. I just..."

"You just what? Spit it out, Junmyeon."

"I just wanted to touch you. I got too excited. My desire got the best of me, Master. I'm sorry." He says, desperate to have my approval back.

I hum and loosen my hold on his wrist. "The next time you use such language, you will be punished. Do you understand me, Junmyeon?"

He nods frantically and whimpers a little. "Yes, please. I'm sorry, Master."

I smile softly down at the other who is clearly trying so desperately for me. "Good boy. We own up to and apologize for our mistakes. I'm proud of you for that. Thank you for saying you are sorry."

I let go of his wrist and place his arm back on the bed, then reach up to pet my fingers through his hair. Junmyeon leans into the touch and i bend forward to leave a kiss at his temple, which he leans into.

Returning to my work, i order Junmyeon to continue reading which he does with a newfound diligence. I smirk to myself thinking about how I'm going to wreck every bit of that concentration. I place the jar back down on the warmer and let it heat back up since it had started cooling and head to the small refrigerator/freezer i keep in my room. I pull out a bowl of ice i had stored in there a while ago and think of how perfect this is.

Coming back to the man on the bed already on the third page of the chapter and i mentally shake my head at the overachiever. Lets see if we can divert that progress a bit.

There's a twinge of red blushing across his left butt cheek and i love how pretty it looks blooming against his milky skin. I desire it to be a deeper red, so i deliver an extra hard smack to the already reddened peak. Junmyeon groans and i watch the hand at his side grab at the sheet.

I smirk and pluck a piece of ice out of the bowel, brushing it over the deeper red that's flowering under his skin. Junmyeon hisses and i take that as a sign to allow the ice to make further contact and swirl it all over his crest. Junmyeon's body trembles and i find it addicting at how reactive he is.

Letting go of the ice, i watch it melt a little and slide down the side of his hip. Junmyeon shutters and i leave him again to go retrieve the wax jar now that it has melted once again. When i come back, i pour more of the wax across his other cheek, then quickly grab a piece of ice to place on his free one. The sensations dual and i attentively watch as Junmyeon writhes a bit, his words coming out stuttered and breathy.

It's so fascinating to see the usual suave, dominating, and level tempered Junmyeon reduced to a trembling and needy mess beneath me. It makes me feel powerful and i find myself wanting to control this man entirely. I reach for his thighs and instruct him to open them further for me. He does so and i kiss the top of his thigh in appreciation.

"Do not move your legs." I say and place the bowl of ice on the bed between his spread calves.

"Yes, Master." Junmyeon says letting me know he heard me and i set the jar off wax on the bedside table.

I pick up the bowl then and kneel on the bed, before swinging my legs over the mans thighs and straddling the back of them. Junmyeon's breath punches out of his body and i hear him pause in his reading. He goes back to read, but i place the bowl down on the center of his back. He yelps and jumps at the coldness of the bowl.

I smirk and get myself more situated on the back of his thighs. "Bear through it."

He attempts to settle, but i can tell he is heavily distracted now. Good.

Taking my time, i smooth my palms down the pleasantly toned muscles of his thighs. They feel so good and strong beneath my hands. I slide back further so i can bend forward and place kisses upon them. I follow that up with some playful bites and then suck a mark or two into them. Junmyeon tries so hard to stay focused on his reading, but i can tell he's struggling. I leave a  few more bites and kisses, then slide back up, just so my hips are touching the underside of his ass. Junmyeon freezes and i don't even give him a second to gather himself before i roll my hips forwards, grinding my pant clad dick right against the crack of his ass.

Junmyeon releases a damn near lude moan out of surprise and I smirk down at him, rolling my hips once again. He sucks in a breath and groans, his own hips grinding back into me. This prompts my hand to clap against his ass in a warning.

The other jolts and yelps, but then nods, seeming to understand and tries his hardest to keep reading. I lean down and barely touch my chest against his back. My open shirt allows me to brush, ever so lightly, my skin against his. He shutters, but remains determined to be a good boy for me. Even if he has read the same sentence three times.

I explore his back with my lips, leaving behind claims of marks and bites across his skin. Each mark prompts a new reaction and i marvel in this man being dough beneath my fingertips. I also torture him with slow and sensual grinds of my hips against his ass.

"M-Master, please." He gasps and i stop, knowing i have him right where i want him.

I pull the long thin object from my back pocket and secure some lube. I lube up my finger and pull his cheeks apart only to stop when i hear silence.

"Junmyeon, did i tell you to stop reading?" I ask.

"No, Master." He says and i can hear the begging tone to his words.

I smile and press my finger against his little knot of muscles. "Then keep going, My love."

He whimpers out an "okay" and continues reading.

I press into his tight heat and smirk at the moan the needy man releases. I wait for him to relax a little and then i ease my finger till it's all the way in. I make work of stretching him just enough and then pull out. I replace my finger with the toy, letting it bottom out and settle inside of the others hole.

Junmyeon's words stumble and I'm not even sure if i can make sense of them anymore. I laugh under my breath at how cute my man is and reach down for the toys base. I pull the object out a little before pushing it back in, doing it a few more times, fucking him with it. Once Junmyeon's hips start to meet my thrusts, i stop. I shove it back in to the base and then flick the switch at the bottom of the toy.

The audible disbelieving moan Junmyeon lets out is the most relaxing sound in the world. I listen to his little needy whines for a little while longer in between him still trying to read the book. Once his words start to slur and he becomes next to inaudible, i take pity on him and reach forward removing the book from his view.

"You can stop reading now. Just feel the pleasure, Junmyeon." I say huskily into his ear.

To my surprise, Junmyeon immediately seizes up and his body trembles uncontrollably, while a long drawn out moan pushes out between his lips. I blink a few times as Junmyeon calms down and i realize what just happened. I grab at his jaw and yank his head to the side and lift an eyebrow at the other.

"Did you just come untouched?"

Junmyeon's cheeks pink and he looks away from my gaze. "I'm sorry, Master."

I chuckle and nuzzle my forehead against his temple. "Don't be sorry. I won't withhold orgasms from you, Junmyeon."

The other seems to relax a bit more and seems a bit out of it. "Do you want to stop here? Or can you take some more?"

Junmyeon lazily blinks up at me and licks his lips, while still panting slightly from the stimulation of the vibrator still tucked inside of him. "I want more, Master. Let me pleasure you. Please."

A satisfied, dark laugh pulls from deep in my chest and i lean in to nuzzle at the boys jaw. "Does my boy want me to fuck him?"

The answering whiny moan that comes from the other answers my question even before Jun's desperate answer of "Yes, Master."

I let go of his jaw and sit back up. Jun whimpers at the lost warmth covering his back, but pay him no attention while I'm unbuttoning my pants and sliding the zipper down. I grip my cock and pull it from the confines of the fitted slacks sighing at the relief of it no longer being confined. Junmyeon twitches under me and i look up to see his head turned and staring back at me.

"You can touch me." I say and pick his arm up off the bed, leading it to my hard dick.

Junmyeon touches me and wraps his hand around my length, doing a soft experimental stroke. I have to admit that his touch feels like heaven, but i can't let myself get caught up in it. I let him explore and get accustomed to me while i get myself more situated. I pull my pants further down on my hips and slide back further on his thigh.

Grabbing his wrist, i pull his hand away from me and pin it to his back. "I'm not going to coddle you through this. I'm going to fuck you hard and rough, do you understand?"

His thighs clench and it prompts another moan since the vibrator is still going full speed inside of him. I reach for it and give it a playful wiggle inside of the boy who calls out and starts to move around to deal with the oversensitivity. I sigh at how cute my lover is and deliver a quick smack to his abused little ass cheek.

"Quit moving, Junmyeon." I warn. "Be a good boy for me.

Junmyeon whines but does his best to keep still. "Yes, Master."

I pat his scarlet globe and grasp the vibrator, pulling it out of the other, then set it aside. Junmyeon trembles, but stays in place and i feel a great deal of pride for how well he's doing. I grab the lube off of the bed where i had placed it earlier and dribble a generous amount on my leaking cock.

Spreading his cheeks apart with my free hand not holding his wrist to his back, i press my tip against his hole. Junmyeon's hips press back into mine and i press firmly down on his arm to keep him still.

I lean down so my chest just barely touches his shoulders. I feel Junmyeon shutter beneath me. My lips and teeth leave promises and etch my love into every inch of bare skin around the base of his neck. Junmyeon's breath quickens and little whiney moans fills the room. I place a particularly hard bite to the side of his neck and just as he begins to whimper, i push my length inside of him deeply.

Junmyeon gasps like the air had been punched from his lungs, but refuse to give him a second to recover as i pull back out and snap my hips back inside of him. I look up to see the arm Junmyeon had propped up under him, sinking into the sheets and grasping on tightly. The bracelet that binds him to me shines beautifully against his flawless skin.

I smile at this, sadistically and reach out, lacing my own free hand with his and begin forcefully fucking Junmyeon. Each thrust powerful and deep as I claim the man below me as mine and only mine.

My lover is the perfect sub for me. So pliant and responsive. I was worried that Junmyeon wouldn't be as desperate or needy like other subs because of his reserved and docile nature, but here he is, practically begging for my cock to ruin him as I pound my name into my property. My little pet. My little submissive. So ready and eager for anything I give him. It truly makes me wonder just how much Junmyeon can take... Just how far I can push him before he pushes back.

"Such a good boy. The best boy." I draw, placing my forehead on his shoulder as ram into him so hard his ass cheeks jiggle in the most pleasing way.

Junmyeon responds with a breathy whine and clenches around me. I curse at how amazing it feels and close my eyes to see a constellation bursting in the darkness there. Only Junmyeon can send me into another realm entirely.

I push up onto my knees letting go of Junmyeon's hands and pull out of his hole. I then grab at his thigh, flipping him over onto his side and placing his leg on my left shoulder so I'm kneeling between his spread legs. I sink back into his heat and then resume my assaulting  pace.

Apparently, at this angle I'm reaching a certain spot because the noises Junmyeon starts making is louder and higher in pitch. I smirk and let him be as loud as he wants. With how much sleep I've lost over the years due to my horney ass friends, they can deal with a night of a taste of their own medicine.

Junmyeon's body starts showing tells of another approaching orgasm and I'm once again surprised by how sensitive he is. We might have to explore that a little more at a later date. I decide to help both of us and reach down, grabbing a handful of his ass and spreading his cheeks apart a little more so I can reach deeper. The boy under me cries out and starts spouting off pleads. Whether he's begging to cum or that it's too much is unclear and as long as I'm not hearing the safe-word, I refuse to stop.

The moment Junmyeon falls over the edge, is when I reach down and grip at his now re-hardened cock, giving it a few strokes. With an almost pained wail, Junmyeon's orgasm ripples through him and leaves him twitching with aftershocks. His walls tighten around me so hard I have no choice but to follow him over and cum deep inside the others tight hole, marking my territory.

I take a few seconds allowing the ecstasy to flow undisturbed through my body. The surge calms and my heartbeat regulates. By the time I come back I find Junmyeon staring up at me with wide and awestruck eyes.

"Are you okay?" I ask gently, reaching out and petting a hand down his cheek.

Junmyeon nuzzles into it and nods. The corners of his eyes have tear tracks and his lips are swollen probably from biting them so much. He looks like a wet dream and if I hadn't had just cum, i would get hard just by the sight of him. I cock my head and retrieve my phone from my bedside table, then pull up the photo app. I quickly snap a few pictures of the mess I've left behind and smirk at how beautiful he looks like this.

When I pull out, my chest clenches at the short mewl I hear followed by a sniffle. I need to act quickly. I head into my bathroom and clean myself up in record time before heading back to the bedroom with a wet towel. I clean up the man who seems to be a little groggy at the moment and try to give him the safe space he needs to come down.

Once Junmyeon seems to be calmed down a bit more and his eyes start focusing more, i help him up and off the bed. I lead him into the bathroom and proceed to pick off as much wax as i can while the bath is being filled, complete with one of my favorite bath bombs and some soft bath towels. When it's ready, I slip down into the bathtub, and guide Junmyeon to sit down in front of me in-between my spread thighs. After he's adjusted to the heat and relaxes a bit, i take one of the bath towels and begin lightly rubbing the soft material across his skin.

Junmyeon hums and sinks further into my chest, a content sigh falling from his beautiful lips. "So this is your aftercare?"

I chuckle. "Sometimes, depends on how much of a mess I make. Also depends on what my sub prefers or needs."

The other gives a thoughtful purr and reaches out to pick up one of the other towels, absentmindedly playing with it.

"Are you okay?" I ask concerned over his silence, wondering if its an after effect or just a Junmyeon thing.

Junmyeon's soundless chuckle puts me at ease and I wrap my arms around his waist and nuzzle into the side of his neck. Junmyeon turns his head and returns my affection. "I'm great. A bit sore, but you also just went boss fight mode on my ass."

I snort and rub my hands up and down his sides. "Did you enjoy it?"

"Very much so."

I smirk and turn my head, pressing my kiss to his cheek. "Good."

"Yixing." He says after a few moments of uninterrupted bliss.

"Yeah?" I ask glancing up at him as he leans back and locks eyes with me.

"I... I love you." Junmyeon says, his voice sounding unsure and vulnerable.

My heart skips slightly and I find myself caught up in so much fondness and so much adoration for a single person that tears well up in my eyes and I blink a few times to clear the blurriness. Junmyeon watches me quietly and I tighten my arms around him.

"I love you too, Junmyeon. I've loved you for a while now." I say and watch him visibly deflate.

Junmyeon smiles and then laughs a few times, before I see a tear fall down his cheek. I know Junmyeon has struggled for many years with love. I know he's struggled to receive the type of love he's needed for a long time. I know Junmyeon was never really given a lot of affection as a child and was raised at arms length. To suddenly have this level of something he's always craved must be a lot for one person.

I pull Junmyeon onto my lap and he turns around to lay his head on my shoulder. I pet my hands up and down his back, allowing him to experience his emotions while offering him a safe place to let go of what he needs to let go of. Junmyeon is safe and loved here in my arms. I'll never allow him to feel unwanted or unloved from now on. I'll never allow him to feel like he's not receiving the proper level of care and affection he needs. And I'll never let Junmyeon be ashamed or scared of who he is ever again. I am here for Junmyeon and he's now a part of me. Our bond is deeper than the pain and scares left inside of us and our love is stronger than the shadows and demons that once chained down our hearts.

When the bath cools and Junmyeon's emotions calm, I take him back to the bedroom and dress him in some soft sweats. I clean up my bed and then lay us down on it. Junmyeon immediately snuggles against me and i grin at how impossibly cute he is.

"I get the appeal now." Junmyeon says into my neck, his voice thick with sleep that's threatening to pull him under.

"The appeal? Of what?" I ask slightly amused.

Junmyeon makes a sort of soft noise and I pet down his bare back, scratching my nails lightly eliciting a pretty moan. "Subbing. I get why it's so addicting. There's a sort of freedom in giving up the power and letting someone take care of you. Here, right now. I feel so safe and cared for, like the world outside of this room doesn't exist and can't touch me."

I smile and cradle the back of his head, pulling him tighter against me. "You're always safe here. Even without subbing for me. I'll always take care of and protect you, Junmyeon."

A soft sigh is almost inaudible as Junmyeon wraps his legs up with mine. I chuckle and pet through his hair till I hear his breathing even out and his muscles fully relax letting me know Junmyeon has fallen asleep. I take a few more minutes to feel how good Junmyeon fits into my arms and how natural it feels to have him here with me.

Right where he belongs, I can finally love Junmyeon the way he deserves. This thought keeps me in pleasant company as I fade into a content sleep, my arms still wrapped around the man I love.

>>>>>>>>>

My feet tap against the ground in an almost skipping manor. I have to admit, i feel renewed and happier than I've felt in a while. Last night with Junmyeon was eye opening and so damn freeing. I have never felt this good, even after nights of preforming as the Master or nights on stage dancing has never made me release this much tension. Maybe it had just been building up for too long, or maybe it was a result of Junmyeon and my dynamic being practically perfect. He was so good for me and when i woke up this morning with him beside me, i felt a peace i have never felt before.

The stupid smile I have on my face has been there since I bid Junmyeon goodbye this morning, knowing the secret he's hiding under his clothes. It's Saturday, so Junmyeon is responsible for going to help his mother out at her company. As per the rules, I gave him a task to complete, which resulted in a leather body harness and a promise of an hourly phone call as well as selfies proving to me that he's still wearing the harness.

The sunlight seems brighter and more saturated today.

I push open the door to the café and find the two waiting for me easily. They take a break in their bickering to address me, but stop talking when they notice my mood. I slide into a chair and pick up the menu like I'll actually get something different than my usual.

"What's up with you?" Tao asks and I resist the urge to smirk.

"Yeah, you look suspiciously chipper." Baek adds.

I shrug and glance up at my two best friends. "Can't I just be in a good mood?"

Baekhyun abruptly stands and moves across the table to sit next to me. I look over at him in surprise, but then he catches me further off guard by placing his hands on either side of my face  and pulling towards him. His eyes lock with mine as he squints and seems to be appraising my soul to see if it's good enough to make a deal with.

"You got laid... but not just any type of laid... The Master got laid." He says, his eyes widening.

I slap at his hands lightly and he lets go with a wide, mischievous grin. He takes my hands then and then pulls them to his chest, looking at me like I just told him the best news. I cringe at my best friend and sigh at his reaction. Sometimes he's just so weird.

"Oh, so you got to release your inner Dom? Did Junmyeon let you seek out a sub or something?" Tao asks, genuinely curious.

I shake my head. "No, it seems we didn't need to go that far. Junmyeon preformed swimmingly for me."

"What?!" Baekhyun exclaims. "You mean the man who came out of the womb giving orders, let you tie him up and have your way with him?"

I snort at Baekhyun's eccentrics and shake my head. "You're an idiot. There are many sides to Junmyeon and this side I'm happy to report didn't disappoint."

Baekhyun scoffs in disbelief. "So he's just going to give up being a Dom now? That's it? He had that good good and now he's a baby boy bitch bottom?"

"Baek, don't say it like that. There's nothing wrong with being a bottom." Tao chides.

Baekhyun makes an offended noise. "Of course not. Being a baby boy bitch bottom myself, I in no way mean it as offensive. I just meant that Junmyeon never struck me as the type to take on that role."

"He won't the whole time. We've decided to give switching a try. Sometimes I'll bottom and sometimes he'll bottom. We worked out a way for both of us to have a share so neither has to give up the power." I explain and feel proud over Tao's impressed expression.

"Well, as long as you're both happy and communicate properly, I think it'll work out well." Tao says seeming genuinely happy for me.

I smile at him. Tao has always taken his friends emotions and struggles as his own. I wonder how much he worried for me. I'm lucky to have a friend like him in my court.

"So what's Jun like as a bottom? Is he whiny and needy? Is he the stoic 'I'm-going-to-pretend-i-don't-enjoy-this', but loves every second type? Is he quiet and shy? I need details." Baekhyun says once again proving he was born without a filter.

I shake my head. "Just because i know every detail of your boyfriend's cock and the way his voice sounds when he moans,- yeah, thanks for that voice message by the way. I couldn't look at Chanyeol in the eye for three days after that- doesn't mean I also plan on oversharing about my own relationship. You can just sit over there and think about your monster dicked best friend and what he'd sounds like as a bottom."

Baekhyun seems to think for a second, then sighs and places his head on his hand and looks off into the distance dreamily. I follow his gaze and find Chanyeol looking at him with a deer caught in the headlights look. I roll my eyes and leave him to be in his own world. Tao seems to read my mind and goes back to sketching what looks to be a custom corset.

I'm about to go back to the menu when my phone goes off and I pick it up to see a message from Junmyeon. I open it and my skin prickles with heat as I find a picture of my boyfriend's body adorned with leather straps. His shirt is pushed up and tucked under his chin and his pants are situated low on his hips, just to tease the base of his cock that has a part of the harness wrapped around it. The hand that holds his pants down to show off the V shape of his hips, sparkles with the Cartier bracelet wrapped around his wrist. Fuck, he looks so good like this. It appears that he's in a bathroom stall, probably stealing away from a meeting for a few minutes.

Another message comes in and my pants tighten in response.

Junnie:

Are you pleased, Master?

Me:

What a good boy, Junmyeon. You've made me very happy.

Junnie:

I want to touch myself, Master. Your praise makes me feel crazy for you. I need your cock, Master.

I blink at the screen in disbelief at what i just read. Junmyeon being a dirty texter is not something i expected. It's a pleasant one, but still a surprise. My filthy boy acting desperate for me makes me wish i refused to let him leave my bed this morning.

Me:

Behave yourself and be a good boy. If you can hold off, I'll give you a reward when you get home tonight.

Junnie:

Yes, Master. For you, I'll behave.

Me:

That's my boy. Now go back to work and don't let anyone see your hard cock. It belongs to me and only me.

Junnie:

Yes, Master. Anything for you.

Me:

Good boy.

I close my phone after i send the last message and am nearly separated from my body when i find a face inches from mine. I jump back with a yelp and stare wide eyed at the stranger who apparently was reading my very private massages. I want to be upset, but I'm currently trying to stitch my soul back into my body.

The stranger smiles brightly at me and looks down at my phone. "You seem to be handling it well. Junnie mentioned this coffee shop yesterday and i came to check it out and low and behold, i also run into Junmyeon's lover... or should i say Master today?" The man asks with a chuckle and a knowing smile.

I blink at the other for a few beats and try to grasp any semblance of what is happening. "I'm sorry... who...?

The other man seems to have a great understanding and then laughs loudly. "Oh, sorry, my name is Lucas. I'm a friend of Minho's and a recent acquaintance of Junmyeon's. He recently sought out my council over your particular issue."

It clicks in my head at the word 'acquaintance'. It was the same word Junmyeon used to describe the switch couple he had discussed their relationship with. Junmyeon had also mentioned their chaotic nature to me casually when i asked more about them last night when we had both gotten up for a late night snack.

"Oh, right. Junmyeon mentioned you." I say pulling my phone to my chest, hiding my private business from the other.

He seems to notice and snorts. "Oh, don't worry. I'm not shy about it. I do nude photography for a living." He pulls out a business card and hands me the paper for Yukhei Studios.

"God damn it, Lucas." A voice comes from a distance and then a strikingly beautiful face appears, with a strict, don't-fuck-with-me expression on it. "What did I say about discretion?"

The man known as Lucas just smirks at the other and seems to be challenging him. "Come on, babe. You know you love it."

The other man fixes, what i imagine is his boyfriend, with a stare promising blood and Lucas rightfully backs down and leaves my side to go stand beside the other.

"I sincerely apologize, Yixing. Lucas has an issue with boundaries." He smiles pleasantly at me.

I chuckle still a bit discombobulated. "Don't worry. We have one of those ourselves." I say looking directly at Baekhyun who has the audacity to look offended.

"You can call me Ten." The extremely attractive man introduces himself. "I'm judging by you're refreshed demeaner you and Junmyeon figured some things out that you needed to?" Ten says with a wink and i can tell that though Lucas is the outwardly chaotic one, there's a lot more under the surface of this one as well.

"Yes, it seems that whatever advice you offered Junmyeon really helped settle his mind. I want to thank you for that." I say.

Ten smiles. "It's all about balance and communication. Nothing wrong with some trial and error too. I can tell that your relationship is important to him, so i don't think you two will have an issue."

Lucas leans in and whispers something into Ten's ear and he seems excited about what he's saying judging by the way he's bouncing. A dark look enters his eyes and he suspiciously looks down at my phone and smirks. The look of a Dom.

"Of course if you two would like to further your experimentation and seek alternative exchanges, feel welcome to give me a call. Junmyeon has our number." Ten mentions.

My eyes harden and I lock my jaw at his insinuation. "I doubt that will be necessary, but I'll keep it in mind."

Smartly he seems to get the change in my demeanor and takes a white flag of a step back. "I'll see you around, Yixing. Enjoy your weekend."

At first i thought Lucas was the concerning one, but the dangerous edge playing in Ten's eyes as he walks away nearly makes a chill run up my spine. He's definitely someone I will be keeping Junmyeon away from. I trust my boyfriend, but Ten seems like one of those who you shouldn't take your eyes off of.

"Simmer down, Xing." Baekhyun says once the chaos duo leaves. "I'm getting the most confused boner over here."

My eyes shoot up and lock with Baekhyun's. "Don't push my buttons right now, Baek. I will bend you over this table a beat your ass in front of your boyfriend."

Baekhyun's eyes widen and for the first time in his life, he seems speechless as he gets up from the table and makes a b-line for his boyfriend, grabbing his apron and pulling him into the storage room. Tao just smiles at me knowingly, but refuses to say anything and continues his sketching, paying it no mind.

I sit there for a few second, thinking it over before I pick up my phone.

Me:

Delete Ten and Lucas's number from your phone. Right now.

His reply takes a few minutes.

Junnie:

It's done, Master. Can i ask why?

I sit there for a few minutes wondering if it's selfish or irrational to completely cut off Junmyeon from two people he probably has no interest in. I trust Junmyeon and i know he'd never consciously make that choice. I think back to Ten's eyes and how he looked when he glanced down at my phone and the possessiveness thrives inside of me.

Me:

Because you are mine.

I wonder briefly if my behavior is misplaced and i should try to calm down, but Junmyeon's reply sits heavy in my chest and once again I'm made aware of how perfect my Junmyeon is and how much i care for this man. I don't condone stalking, but maybe my soul knew from the beginning that Junmyeon belonged to me. Maybe the universe chose us the day we were born to find one another. Though our story is just beginning, it feels like it's been a lifetime in the making.

I smile softly down at my screen where a picture of Junmyeon's wrist with the bracelet sitting delicately upon it, sits and then a text follows.

Junnie:

I am yours, Master.

Perfect.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

6 years later....

~Junmyeon~

Joyful chatter fills the space of the surrounding area. It's a pleasant atmosphere as long as you can escape the tedious conversations of the older businessmen who just want to talk about business and company matters. I always enjoyed these events when I was a child. They were the few social affairs i was more than willing to accompany my parents to. I laugh internally at my younger self for never having imagined I'd be where i am now and still going to these events, but as a representation of the company, rather than a tag along to my mother.

I glance around the room and catch the eyes of a certain beautiful man across the room. His hair silky black and perfectly styled up, looking like an angel come to life in his tailored suit that fits every curve like it was made from spandex and not expensive fabric. Yixing smiles at me and I can't help the skip in my heart as I return it.

"You two are too obvious." An abrupt voice says in my ear.

I don't even flinch or look up. Minho's voice has been engrained into my head since were were kids. The only friend who's remained by my side throughout every up and down in my life.

"Don't act like Taemin doesn't make your insides melt the second he gives you that eye crinkle smile." I says in retort.

Minho snorts. "He does, but I feel that I do a better job at hiding how whipped I am for my husband."

I shrug and take a sip out of the glass I'm currently holding. I keep a firm eye on Yixing and how annoyingly close the person he's talking with keeps getting to him. I reach into my pocket, fingering at the plastic device resting at the bottom of it. The other catches the movement and I watch the slight change in his demeanor. Yixing knows my limits and I suspect he'll excuse himself any time now.

"How's your mom doing?" Minho asks "Is she still vacationing?"

A chuckle leaves my lips and i shake my head.  "She seemed to be all too happy to let me take over the operations as CEO at the beginning of the year. My mother has never been the hovering type, but I never expected her to just dust her hands off of the company and bail. It's both startling and relieving to realize how much trust she had in me. Last time I heard she's in the country side of Tuscany and is looking into buying a vineyard. My father said he's always wanted to be a farmer. I don't even recognize them when they call."

Minho lifts his eyebrows in surprise. "They call?"

I nod with the same level of awe. "Yes, but not because they want to talk to their only son, but because they are completely infatuated with Yixing. My mother constantly berates me on not asking Yixing to marry me yet until Yixing comes into the room and suddenly I'm invisible. It's ridiculous."

"Seriously? I mean, i know you said you were floored when you first introduced Yixing to them as your boyfriend, they took to him shockingly well, but i didn't know they liked him that much. "

I shake my head and laugh breathily. "I know, but I can't say I'm too surprised. It makes sense. Yixing just has one of those personalities. He pulls you in and makes you love him before you even know his full name."

Minho chuckles and sighs. "True, he's extremely charismatic. He's made the professional world fall for him even with the business he does. I was terrified when you two went public and inevitably brought Yixing's company to the light, but they can't seem to get enough of him. At least your mother supports your relationship." He supplies with an almost jealous undertone.

I mimic Minho's sigh and reach out to squeeze his arm supportively. "She'll come around. You two have only been married six months. She loves you, she just shows it in a different way."

My best friend steals himself for a second and sucks in a hopeful deep breath. "I know, it would just be nice if she could see what i see in Tae, you know?"

"Well, running away like rebellious teenagers and eloping probably didn't help." I add, having already had this conversation with him a million times.

Minho smirks in an almost proud way. "I regret nothing about that. Plus, it was your boyfriend who funded that trip, remember."

My gaze finds the love of my life once again and I watch carefully as Yixing, right on time, excuses himself from the conversation he was having with the handsy man and practically flits in my direction. Even after all these years I'm shocked at how much grace and poise this man moves with and I'm stunned that he still after all this time wakes up every day and chooses me.

"He's a hopeless romantic. But that's one of the things i love most about him." I say and glance over at Minho to find a loving smile on his face.

My best friend of all people has been with me through everything and has seen every high, but also every low. Minho is probably the happiest of anyone that I found someone who loves me for who I am and I feel the same about him, which is also why half of the money Yixing gave them to run off to get married came from me. I'd never tell him that though, even though I'm pretty sure he knows.

Yixing smiles brightly as he reaches us and looks over to Minho with a relaxed expression. "Hello, Minho. How have you been?"

Minho snorts and winks at my boyfriend. "Come on, don't act like Tae doesn't give you a daily update of our lives."

Yixing laughs good-naturedly. "I can't help that my accountant and I are close. We have a lot of things in common."

My best friend sighs and shakes his head in amusement. "As long as Taemin behaves himself."

"As much as he can working in our industry. Trust me, he's a very good boy for me." Yixing says and my jaw tightens a little at his word choices.

My finger flicks at the device in my pocket and Yixing tenses up slightly, and looks over to me for my correction. "You mean, a good worker?"

Yixing clears his throat and regains his demeanor. "Of course, a very good employee, Sir."

Minho seems to catch on and coughs to hide his laugh. "Ah, yes. Because there's only one good boy for him, right Jun?" He says leaning against me and nudging my shoulder. I push him off and curse his family with my expression.

Of course this prompts him to laugh even harder in typical Minho style. "Alright, i get it. That's my que to leave. You two going to bounce early, then?"

I smile at my friend and nod at him. "Yeah, we're getting pretty tired." I look back to Yixing and give him a little smirk. "I think it's time to get home and have a little alone time."

Yixing bites his lip and looks eager while a darkness burns through his irises. Minho snorts and shakes his head. "I'll see you guys tomorrow for brunch then?"

My lover breaks my gaze and looks over to Minho. "Of course. Tell Taemin I'll look forward to seeing him."

Minho leaves us with a promise and we make our exit from the party. We clamber into my car and make the long painful drive home, with Yixing stroking me through my pants and his voice in my ear whispering dirty things no one with the look of an angel should ever be able to utter.

When we reach our penthouse apartment, I push Yixing against the door as soon as it closes and reach into my pocket, flicking the switch up to the highest setting. Yixing writhes against me as I devour his neck, leaving marks to be seen the following day.

After almost seven years together, you'd think I'd get tired of watching Yixing fall apart beneath my fingers, but i think with every taste of him, i crave him even more. I know without a doubt that Yixing is my person and he's meant to be by my side. He's proved to me so many times over the years that not only can he walk confidently beside me, but he also embraces every inch of who I am. The dark parts I once thought were unlovable, he came in a showed me how beautiful they really are. He took my shame and turned it into self love and opened my mind and heart to the world. I'm so happy when I'm with him, because with Yixing I finally feel like I'm unconditionally loved, even the parts I refused to love about myself.

>>>>>

~Yixing~

"Really?" I ask in complete disbelief.

Baekhyun laughs on the other side of the line. "Yes, the idiot just kneeled down in the middle of the street like it was a damn drama or something."

I chuckle at my friend who sounds way too happy for the way he's speaking about it. "That's pretty romantic though. The spontaneity of it."

My best friend sighs dreamily and I know he has to be on cloud nine right about now. "Yeah, even if he's a dumbass, it was still pretty romantic."

"So, when are you two getting married then? Have you even talked about the date?" I ask.

"Hell no. He just proposed on Friday. We spent the entire day yesterday in bed together and you're the first person I wanted to call today." Baekhyun explains. "I'm dreading the call with my mom. As soon as he hears the news, I'll be choking on designer white and bridal magazines. He's been waiting for this since I was able to say Chanyeol's name."

I snort and shake my head. "I better be the best man."

"Of course you are. Then Tao and Jongin are my other groomsmen. My mom knows that well enough, but I doubt he'd override anything you'd want. You're one of the few people he listens to." Baekhyun says with a sigh.

Once again I laugh at the expense of my bestfriend and take his information to heart. "Don't worry. Your wedding will be everything you want."

There's a short pause and the words that come from Baekhyun next are unexpected, but so wholesome. "I just want Chanyeol. I couldn't care less about how our wedding happens. I just want to marry him and spend the rest of our life together."

"I'm truly happy for you, Baek." I say.

"Thanks, Xing." Baekhyun says with a soft sigh.

When we get off the phone I head into the bedroom where I find Junmyeon getting ready for our brunch date with Minho and Taemin. He looks up at me when I enter and smiles forcing my heart to beat faster.

"Was that Baekhyun?" Junmyeon asks.

A bright smile tugs at my lips and I nod, heading into my own closet to find my clothes for the day. "Yeah, he's excited. Chanyeol asked him to marry him."

I start to get ready but I hear silence follow, other than a rustling behind me. I turn to find Jun leaned against the doorframe. "Really?"

I blink at him and tilt my head. "Of course. They've been together for a while and have been in love most of their lives, so it makes sense for them."

Junmyeon is quiet for a few seconds and I go about putting on my pants to let him collect his thoughts. "Do you ever think about us getting married?"

I freeze and look up to meet his gaze. I take a second to ingest the question and then take a deep breath. "I have a few times. I know I love you and I know you're the person I want to be with for the rest of my life. There's just a lot going on and to add a wedding and what follows to that never seemed opportune."

My boyfriend seems to relax at that and I wonder if he's been holding on to the idea that I might not want to marry him. I sigh and pull my shirt over my head and then walk over to him. His eyes darken and roam my upper body.

"I want to marry you. I want us to always be together. But you just became the CEO of your families company and we just went public about our relationship and my own company. I don't want to take on too much at one time because once I marry you, I want everyone to know that Kim Junmyeon is mine and only mine forever." I say wrapping my arms around his neck.

He smiles. "I'm already yours."

I nod and push some hair out of his eyes. "You are, but right now I share way too much of your time with other people. Give it a few years when the talk and the work has calmed down a bit and then we can become more of a spectacle than before."

Junmyeon smiles at me and tilts his head at me in observation. "So, does that mean you'll marry me... in the future?"

I narrow my eyes at him and shake my head. "You just want to get your mom off your back by telling her I've agreed to marry you."

My boyfriend closes his eyes and grunts like he's been wounded. "I just need something to get her off my back. She's relentless. Maybe if I tell her we are getting married but waiting a few years to settle, she'll quit threatening to disown me."

Snorting, I playfully hit his chest. "Fine, you can tell her tomorrow when she calls. Let's just enjoy our Sunday without any drama.

"Deal." He says sounding victorious.

He places a short kiss to my lips and is about to turn when I grab his arm. "This doesn't get you off the hook of proposing to me."

Junmyeon's face crumples and looks like he's in pain. "Babe, come on. I'm so bad with that kind of stuff."

My eyebrow arches and I cross my arms. "Then get help. Apparently Chanyeol and Kris's proposals were very romantic. You have time to prepare." I say walking away to finish getting ready.

I hear Junmyeon grumbling about stupid romantic boyfriends and shake my head at his cuteness. I love that man and wouldn't give him up for anything. I scoff at the time when I actually considered walking away from him because I was so worried he'd never be able to love someone like me. It was a shock to find that he was just like me, but also humbling to find that he was the person I was supposed to end up with. The universe knew all along and precariously placed him in my life where I'd find him easily.

I pull on my jacket and and give myself one last once over in my mirror. I feel at the box in my pocket. The box that holds the ring I plan to give to Junmyeon today at brunch while he's surrounded by the people who are the most like family to him. I hope Jun can forgive my little lie I told him earlier. I could care less about what the world think of us at the moment and I'm not stupid in thinking our lives will ever slow in the next few years. I just wanted to be the one to ask since he was the one to ask me to join him for dinner all those years ago.

"Babe, are you ready?" Junmyeon asks peaking around the doorframe.

I smile fondly at him and let go of the box, letting it fall back into the bottom of my pocket. The love of my life gives me a soft expression and I can't help but feel completely enamored by everything that is Kim Junmyeon, still even after all this time.  I walk over to him and he steps in offering his hand to me. I grin and take it as effortlessly as breathing.

"Yeah, I'm ready."

>>>>>>>

Chickens!!!

First off, I'm sorry for this monster of a chapter. This was a lot more than i had planned and it was also more in depth than i planned to go, but i like it so, deal with it. haha

Also, that was my first BDSM scene that I've even written. Be nice to me.

I hope i did justice by these two and gave everyone an ending that they wanted. There's not too much to talk about because it's all pretty settled for this couple.

I'm glad you guys have stuck with me through everything and kept some patience in waiting for updates. We're getting closer and closer to the end. So hang on for a little while longer.

As always, leave comment, questions, and concerns in the comments and I'll try to get back to you soon. I love you guys so much. HunHan is up next. See you soon.

사랑해 💕

~M~