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Jin entered the Duchess of Harley's mansion, looking uninterested while scanning the crowd with carefulness. A lot of familiar faces, few high nobility, some high function dignitaries and military officers and the rest fashionable circle of common people, all of them with deep pockets full of gold.

You need to be famous, highly respected or noble to be invited to one of the Duchess's party and Jin was one of her favorite. His careful mask he's been nurturing over the year as Lord Mangata, the wealthy nobleman from the North was blooming and Jin was satisfied. Only the Count and few trustworthy people knew his real name and they were smart enough to keep it a secret. He wondered how the twins are holding on back at Bangtan. Being a cautious man, he didn't contact them or seek any information, not knowing who might be watching and intercept the messages. His gut feeling, however, was telling him that they are fine.

There were slight commotion and whispering, telling Jin that someone of importance just came in and yes, pretty sure, proudly walking into his line of sight was none other, but the wicked Count himself. He smiled and bowed to the ladies as he was walking to their hostess, planting two kisses on each of her flushed cheeks and whispered something to her ear, which made her giggle. His eyes found Jin soon enough and he strolled casually to greet him.

-''Aaaah Lord Mangata, how delighted to renew our acquaintance. Are you in good health?'' – The Count said in a polite tone and Jin bowed.

-''Well my Lord, I believe I am.''

-''Capital. How do you like a party so far? A little dull for my taste.'' – The Count said boringly.

-''Oh I'm sure that some sort of entertainment will occur that will make my good Lord's boredom tolerably bearable.'' – Jin spoke calmly, eyes scanning the crowd, feeling the Count's eyes burning on his face.

-''Oh I'm sure it will.'' – He came slightly closer, raising his fan towards his lips to whisper gently into Jin's ear. – ''We are not alone on this island anymore.'' – The Count said and Jin's jaw clenched, eyes became sharper.

-''He came?'' – Jin murmured, barely moving his mouth and Count hummed in agreement. –''Beware, my darling. I sense danger approaching you. Now, quick, laugh like I've told you some juicy gossip. They all will die to know what it is.''

And Jin did, he laughed suddenly, covering his mouth with his hand as to quiet himself, while he placed one hand on Count's forearm, squeezing it slightly. They could feel the eyes of the people on them, observing the two men exchange of words, curious of what the Count might have said to handsome lord Mangata. The whispers rose slightly around the two men, who seemed to pay no heed.

-''Oh my Lord, how wicked of you, but I must say I thought the same.'' – Jin acted their little game and Count grinned. – ''Similar minds think alike I believe.'' – He said and bowed his head slightly towards Jin, who returned the gesture and they parted in search of fun. They knew that everyone will talk tomorrow how Lord Mangata and the Count nurture a close acquaintance.

A polite nod here, a bow there and Jin found his way towards the upper level, where he had a perfect view of the crowd downstairs, hidden from the rest by the pillars and high plants. The wall was tall enough to hide Jin from the waist down, and he was still visible for the people downstairs if they stood in a particular spot and raise their gaze higher. He knew who was coming and going, who spoke with who, who avoided one another, who flirted, Jin saw it all.

His gaze fell on the Count again who was standing with the Duchess, talking quietly enjoying some new gossips no doubt. He looks handsome as ever, in a gold coat and tight black pants and blood red loose shirt. Around his neck was a velvety black ribbon with Ruby stone, which fitted perfectly with his new cardinal red hair. Ruby ring adorned his hand as he elegantly waved the fan of black ostrich feathers to and fro. The Count felt Jin's gaze and raised his head slightly, their eyes meeting. The end of the Count's mouth curved upwards with interest before he returned his attention to his hostess.

-''He is always stunning, won't you agree?'' – The deep voice spoke into Jin's left ear and he gave an involuntary jerk, turning to confront the intruder, only to meet Seunghyun's eyes, staring deep into his own. Jin felt a rush of his blood through his veins and his heart skipped a bit. There was something magical in Seunghyun, something that made Jin uncomfortable and trilling at the same time.

Jin forced his head back, to look at the Count again, who was now holding a glass of champagne and speaking with some gentlemen. Plenty of people tried to copy the Count's style, but none of them managed to carry it on with such elegance, mystery, and seduction. Jin swallowed and forced his face to relax again.

-''Yes he does. He is like a true dragon, stunning and dangerous. I'm just waiting for him to start breathing fire.''

He heard Seunghyun chuckle, his breath tickling Jin's neck. He was very close, Jin could feel the warmth and alluring smell emanating from the man.

-''He is quite terrifying when he starts to breathe fire. Everything burns. It's deadly and terminal.'' – Seunghyun said. Jin felt Seunghyun's gaze slide down from his eyes, nose, and lips, down to his neck and his chest and down and down.

-''But I also heard the same about you.'' – Jin felt Seunghyun's finger gazing his nape and Jin tightened his grip on the edge of the small wall.

-''And what is that you head Marquis?'' – Jin asked and Seunghyun smiled on the mention of his title.

-''Do call me Seunghyun instead of Marquis, I beg of you. My name sounds so beautiful coming from your lips.'' – The Marquis de la Choi said. Jin was quite surprised when he found out Seunghyun's title and rank, especially after seeing him half-naked on his knees in front of the Count. Technically, the Marquis had a higher title than the Count, but that didn't stop Seunghyun to fall on his knees in front of Jiyong.

Jin turned his head slightly to look at the Marquis.

-''You still didn't answer my question... Seunghyun.''

Seunghyun smiled slightly, his eyes narrowed, which made his gaze even more intense. The Marquis licked his lips, his finger still traced small patterns on Jin's nape, but with his new words, it slid down following the line of Jin's spine.

-''I've heard you are also very dangerous man... Jin.'' – Seunghyun's finger kept drawing patterns between Jin's shoulder blades. Jin took a deep breath through his nose to calm himself, but it didn't help much. Seunghyun was one of the few people that knew his real name and Jin looked around to see if anyone heard.

-''Please refrain of using my name when others are present.'' – Jin said quietly.

-''But darling, no one is here.'' – He said and Jin realized that he was right. Everyone was downstairs dancing or in the salon and library, playing whist. Seunghyun's voice was deep and low, almost purring. Jin closed his eyes for the moment, enjoying the vibration it created in his chest.

– ''You are very charming...'' – Seunghyun's finger slid down as he spoke. – ''...and very lethal.'' – Jin opened his eyes and Seunghyun let his finger slid more down, his breath was right on Jin's left ear. Jin felt like something was burning his skin, while Seunghyun's finger slid down, across the curve of his ass and between Jin's butt cheeks. Jin took a large breath, his hands gripping the edge so hard right now, that his knuckles turned white. He scanned the crowd to see if anyone was watching them, but no one could see what Seunghyun did, because the huge pillar was hiding them. Jin met the Count's eyes from downstairs and they gleamed mischievously like he knew what Seunghyun was doing to him. Jiyong bit his lip, his eyes going seductive.

In the meantime, Seunghyun's finger followed that curve all the way down to cup his balls across the trousers. Jin shifted as to move when he felt Seunghyun's arm on his hip, holding him still and the man's breath on his neck. Jin shivered at the sensation. He could have easily taken Seunghyun's hands off him, but there was something so alluring, so strong, that made Jin breathless. He forced himself not to move, enjoying this sudden sensual feeling on his body, wishing that there were fewer clothes and more skin on skin touch. His body craved this, it's been too long since he felt someone's touch like that. He arched his back slightly, putting his elbows on the small wall and spread his legs more, allowing Seunghyun's hand to go touch him properly. Jin bit his lips and let a small whimper when he felt Seunghyun fingers brushing at his cock from underneath.

-''Ever since the first time I've met you, I wanted to touch you.'' – Seunghyun's lips grazed Jin's earlobe while his palm cupped and massaged Jin's cock until it was hard and ready. Seunghyun gazed down at the crowd, who kept mingling, laughing and dancing, unaware of what's happening above them, all except Jiyong, who look everywhere and to everyone, but always brushing his gaze towards them so carelessly, to follow their every move.

Seunghyun pressed his hips on Jin's thigh so Jin could feel how hard he is as well. His fingers slid back against Jin's ass and around his hip to join his other hand, who was now unbuttoning Jin's trousers. Seunghyun raised his left hand towards his own face, covering his mouth. To anyone aside, he was simply brushing his face, but Jin saw his tongue licking at his palm. He leans his other arm on Jin's shoulder so it will seem that they are gazing down and talking in deep confidence. Jin almost gasped loudly when he felt Seunghyun's wet fingers inside of his pants, around his cock. Seunghyun leaned on his left elbow, his wrist expertly jerking Jin off, while his right hand slid back Jin's back to his ass, groping at the flesh. He was watching Jin squirm, fighting so hard to maintain his cold façade, not to gasp loudly or screw his face. With jaw clenching tightly and his brow shiny from the sweat, Jin tried to look carelessly down to the crowd, which proved rather difficult, since the pleasure was too much for him to bear, after so long time without it. Both of his hands were curled into fists and he was breathing heavily through his nose, swallowing his own moans. However, the small grunt escaped his lips, eyes fighting not to roll at the back of his head as Seunghyun squeezed his dick in slow motion, stroking it carefully. 

His other fingers, that were groping Jin's ass, left their place only for a moment to be licked and then placed back inside Jin's trousers to start gently brushing at Jin's rim.

-''For fuck sake Seunghyun.'' – Jin breathed quietly, his entire body shivering. The fingers kept circling his rim teasingly until one breached in through the muscles. Jin gasped and buried his head into his hands like he was having a headache, the sharp pain shooting through his lower region. Seunghyun kept pushing his finger in and out of Jin, while still maintaining a calm pace on Jin's cock.

-''People are starting to worry are you alright Jin.'' – Seunghyun spoke gently and Jin raised his face from his hands, seeing that few people gazed their way, brows furrowing as they noticed Jin's discomfort. They wondered what could have made Lord reacting so. Was it something the Marquise said or did, they wondered? Playing off the best he could at the given moment, Jin laughed shakily, hitting Seunghyun shoulder lightly, like Seunghyun just told him some interesting joke. Old tricks always work best.

-''Oh you son of a bitch.'' – Jin hissed through smile and Seunghyun chuckled, using that opportunity to slide in a second finger. Jin bit his lip, forced smile wavering on his face as he breathed out harshly through his nose. – ''Fuck.'' – Jin muttered, feeling the stretch as Seunghyun's fingers kept scissoring him now, hovering above his sweet spot, but never really touching it. The other hand was stroking him slowly, pulling him up, touching his slit and driving him insane. Seunghyun leaned down again to whisper in Jin's ear. – ''I want to bury myself deep into this delicious hole of yours Jin. You are so warm and tight. You would feel fantastic around me as I fuck you. Would you like that? Do you want to cum?'' – He asked, gaze buried on Jin's, who forgot how to breathe. He was so close, so fucking close.

Jin nodded slightly, trying to maintain his composure, instead of losing his mind. The next thing he felt was Seunghyun pulling out his fingers and retracted the hand from his cock, straightening himself up and Jin groaned.

-''You are a massive asshole.'' – He hissed towards Seunghyun and the man just laughed.

-''Well I can't fuck you here. I mean I could, but we would create quite of scandal. - He chuckled in low voice. - ''Luckily I'm very good with the Duchess and I know just the place we can use. Are you still in?'' – Seunghyun asked and Jin, who buttoned his pants back during this short monolog, straightened his clothes and gazed back to the crowd to see if anyone noticed how flustered he is, before giving a short nod. The Marquise start walking casually towards the window, wiping his hands on the drapery that hung there and spoke gently, but firmly at the same time. – ''This way.''

 Jin ran his eyes over the crowd, finding a few newcomers and noted the absence of a few other people as well, the Count among them, before walking slowly after Seunghyun. They entered one of the many rooms in the villa. The room was dark, lightened only by the small moonlight that was creeping through the window, illuminating them both. Still some corners were pitch black. 

Already angry flushed and hot, feeling his erection painfully hard, Jin turned and pushed Seunghyun against the wall the minute the door closed behind them. The latter let out the gasp, but he smiled, bucking his hips towards Jin's, while he locked the door.

-''Oh I love playing rough.'' – He said and smashed his lips against Jin's, liking and sucking at it. Jin groaned and brought Seunghyun closer by the neck, returning the kisses with the same vigor, grinding their hips together.

-''You said something about burying yourself inside of me if I recall correctly?'' – Jin asked between the kisses and Seunghyun groaned, picking Jin up by his hips, and pinning him against the wall. Jin moaned, his legs wrapped perfectly around Seunghyun's waist, while his hands grabbed his hair. It was quite a long time since anyone managed to provoke this huge amount of lust inside him. Seunghyun's lips were like burning lava on his neck, hips grinding as he kept unbuttoning Jin's shirt, almost ripping it.

-''Forget the shirt, put me down.'' – Jin whispered into his mouth and Seunghyun did what he asked of him. Jin sunk on his knees, unbuttoning Seunghyun's pants and pulling them down to his ankles. A loud gasp came from Seunghyun, when Jin took him whole into his mouth, his tongue licking around it, making circles and sucking gently at the tip like he is licking a lollipop.

-''Oh Jin...oh.'' – Seunghyun panted, leaning one hand on the wall to keep himself straight, while he mushed the dark curls with his other hand.

Jin sucked at his tip, bobbing his head up and down, taking Seunghyun deeper with every thrust. He felt the push on his hair and Seunghyun hips rocking slightly in his mouth, fucking it and Jin took it all. He pulled out his own cock and started stroking himself.

-''Stop Jin....s-stop.'' – Seunghyun spoke, gripping Jin by the hair in a warning. He was too close, not wanting to cum before he fucks him. He was so gorgeous like that, Seunghyun thought, lips red and on his knees, looking at him in a deep filthy way as he let go of his cock. Seunghyun wanted him very much, oh, very, very much. The hungry gaze he was giving to Jin shook the latter to his very soul. The passion and need they felt towards one another was too much.

-''Fuck me.'' – Jin said and started to get up to reach the bed when Seunghyun stopped him and sunk on his own knees. He grabbed at Jin's hips, turning him around. His chest touched Jin's back before he pulled his pants down, pressing his face down to the floor, so his back and his ass were beautifully arched. Seunghyun almost drooled at the sight, allowing his saliva to gather under his tongue. He licked over Jin's rim, wetting it, watching as some dripped down his thigh, while the latter moaned, quickly muffling his moans with his hands. Seunghyun's tongue was torture, prodding inside together with his fingers, opening him wide. Jin shook, wanting more, craving it.

-''Don't play Seunghyun...g-get on with it.'' – He barked and Seunghyun leaned straight and moved closer, lining himself. In one swift movement, he pushed in, growling deep and low, until he felt his sack touching Jin's ass. Jin screamed into his fist, feeling so full at the moment. The sharp pain had him in his grip, while his rim muscles worked hard against the much bigger intruder.

Seunghyun panted loudly against Jin's back, trying his utmost best to stay calm at the hot and tight squeeze of the muscles as he waited for Jin to grew accustomed to the size. He holds himself on Jin's hip, keeping him grounded while reaching to massage his neck and shoulders, willing him to relax. Jin panted from pain and pleasure, wanting more. He wanted movement, fucking grind, anything. He bucked his hips to give Seunghyun a sign to do something.

Feeling Seunghyun pulling almost entirely out, Jin mentally prepared himself for the hit and he wasn't disappointed. Several harsh and quick thrusts came, making him shout from pleasure an pain. He ravels in it, enjoying every bit. The sounds of skin slapping skin were too obscene and so perfect in Jin's ears.

Suddenly he felt Seunghyun grabbed both of his ass cheeks, spreading him wide and pulling his cock entirely. Something wet and cold started dripping inside and then Seunghyun tongue buried himself entirely to lick at his inner walls. Jin moaned, feeling the wiggle of the tongue, coating him with saliva more and more only to be split almost in half, when Seunghyun plunged his cock back inside, fucking him with more power and more roughness than before. It was deep and fast, hitting all kinds of nerves in his body. His thigh muscles shook violently as he barely knelt straight, panting heavily. He reached back with his hand to pull Seunghyun closer, as he leaned to kiss him. It was more licking than a kiss, but they both needed it.

Bucking his hips in a wild speed, Seunghyun kept hitting the right spot every time. Jin's cock was hard and painfully leaking precum, so Seunghyun wrapped his fingers around it and started stroking him in the same rhythm of his thrusts. He saw Jin was close again, but this time he will not stop him. Quickening his movements, Seunghyun plant kisses at Jin's neck, muffling his moans in his skin. Even with the party still raging, whoever walked pass the room could hear them, which added to the thrill.

Faster and deeper Seunghyun went making Jin cum, shaking violently and panting heavily he fell down on his elbows again.

-''Jin...'' – Seunghyun slid his hand down Jin's back to grip at Jin's collar, pulling him back on his knees again. Once Jin was up, Seunghyun wrapped his long fingers around Jin's throat to growl into his ear. – ''Jin... your ass or your mouth? Chose very fast.''

Jin groaned when his now spent dick twitched in a new interest, provoked by Seunghyun's words and the voice itself. The ass would be just fine if he could take a bath right afterward, so instead, he murmured.

-''Mouth.''

Seunghyun buried himself few more times before he pulled out and grabbed Jin's hair, pushing his mouth toward his cock. Only a few quick strokes later and Jin felt the salty warm liquid hit the back of his tongue in strong waves before he swallowed everything down. Seunghyun let the low sexy moans that made Jin wish for round two. But no time....no place...

Once his orgasm was ridden off, Seunghyun let him go, falling back to lie on his back, panting severely. Jin straightens next to him and leaned back on his arms, trying to catch his own breath. They didn't speak a word for a while, trying to calm down, enjoying the afterglow. Eventually, Jin licked his lips and said.

-''I was never fucked by Marquis before.'' – Seunghyun chuckle at that.

-''I think Kings and Queens and entire nobility would like to fuck you. You are absolutely gorgeous.'' – He said and Jin's ears almost blushed, he was ready to say something witty, when Seunghyun continued. – ''I know one Count who is dying to fuck you Jin. You know him as well.''

Jin groaned. –''I know...''

-''Then why do you refuse him? You want him as well, I can see that in your eyes even though you are pretending not to.''

-''Jiyong and I have a very complicated, but controlled relationship. We are good for work, but fucking would change things too much for my liking and I don't want that. Still, I can't deny that he is one very hot motherfucker.''

Seunghyun laughed at that. – ''He is...he truly is.''

Jin stood up, but before he could tuck himself back to his trousers, he felt Seunghyun grip on his wrist. Jin looked puzzled, watching Seunghyun leaning in to lick the stipe of his cock, sucking at the tip. Jin hissed at the sensitivity, but Seunghyun paid no heed, cleaning him from every drop of his cum.

-'' Seunghyun....'' – Jin started when Seunghyun straightened himself smacking his lips, after tasting Jin. Seunghyun reached and tucked him in, buttoning back his trousers and brushing at his shirt and coat.

-''Are you sure you don't want to stay with me tonight?'' – Seunghyun asked, but Jin shook his head.

-''What will you do?'' – Jin asked.

-''Me? I will take some rest and then go back to the party, or home, or whatever I please.'' – Seunghyun answered, now sitting on the bed, and taking his coat off, staying in his sweaty shirt, his cock still peaking from his unbuttoned pants, with eyes gazing at Jin alluringly.

-''Stop looking me like that, I have no time for another session with you.'' – Jin warned and Seunghyun smiled wider, eyes blazing hot.

-''But you want to.'' – He asked, his voice low. Jin smirked at that and went to the door, unlocking it. He peers out to see if the coast is clear and before he stepped out, he turned his head to look at the Marquis again. – ''Maybe...'' – He smirked again before he left, leaving Seunghyun to smile to himself.

Seunghyun stood up and walked to lock the door again and then went back to sit on the bed one more time, unbuttoning the sleeves of his shirt that was still on him.

-''Did you enjoyed the show, my love?'' – Seunghyun asked a few seconds later and a deep moan came from the deepest darkness in the room. He heard ruffling of the clothes and the bed shifting slightly as someone has knelt on it and started moving. Two tattooed arms came around Seunghyun's neck and he felt the press of the man's chest on his back, kissing his neck.

-''That was so hot my Precious...so erotic....I nearly came several times.'' - The Count whispered into Seunghyun ear, liking at it and nibbling. – '' I had to choke myself not to make a sound, it was so fucking difficult. You made me so bloody hard.'' – Seunghyun turned his head, cupping Jiyong's head to lock his lips to his, licking inside until he found the Count's tongue. Jiyong moaned deeply when he tasted Jin's cum on Seunghyun tongue.

Jiyong purred. -''Oh, Precious you brought me a gift. Ohhh...'' – Jiyoung licked some more, sucking at Seunghyun's tongue and rubbing himself on Seunghyun's back.

-''I don't need a stretch... I love when it hurts...please...'' – Seunghyun moaned into Jiyoung's mouth and the Count got the message. He pulled Seunghyun on the bed, sliding the man's pants down and untying his own. Seunghyun licked his fingers and went to wet his own hole, his cock hard once again from Jiyong's words. Once he was naked, Jiyong grabbed Seunghyun by his hair and watch the man bend down, sucking at his cock and wetting it nicely.

Not be able to restrain himself more, the Count pulled him and pushed him on his back, bending his legs up high on his chest. Seunghyun was so beautifully presented and vulnerable for him like this. The Count loved that and couldn't wait for any second longer, before entering him swiftly, not letting him adjust. He kept pounding into him, brushing his sweet spot and making him groan and moan loudly. 

He stroked Seunghyun's cock at the same speed until Seunghyun came hard for the second time that night. Jiyong however, kept fucking into him, now holding both of Seunghyun's thighs with his hands. The tears streamed down Seunghyun's face from the overstimulation. Seeing that, Jiyong spread Seunghyun's legs wide, lying across his chest, leaning on his own elbows, still deep inside the other man. He reached one of his hands and place it around Seunghyun's neck, brushing at his skin, while the other brushed Seunghyun's tears.

-''Oh my Precious... did I hurt you?'' – He asked not slowing down a bit.

Seunghyun shook his head, tears still falling down his cheeks as he felt growing hard again, which was painful itself.

-''No....No Jiyong...I love the burn... I love it... Please...'' – Seunghyun grunted with the Count thrusts. Jiyong kissed him hard.

-''Oh you look...oh... so hot like that...aah...so vulnerable... mmm...'' – Jiyong keeps chanting into his mouth. His hips never missing the beat.

-''So s-strong and dominant towards e-everyone else....oh... but so weak...ah, weak for me... aah mine...mine...fuck, you are MINE!!!'' – Jiyong growled and bit Seunghyun's skin, snapping his hips harsh few times. –''You can fuck whomever you want...'' – Jiyong growled, squeezing his fingers around Seunghyun's neck. – ''But you don't let anyone...''- He snapped his hips harshly again, making Seunghyun whine... - ''...anyone....fuck you...'' - Jiyong gripped at his hair, tugging at it and biting him again, clenching his jaw hard until Seunghyun cried out.

-''Only me Precious, only me...'' – Jiyong chanted somewhat gently, kissing the bite as he jerked his hips inside. Seunghyun felt his cock brush against Jiyong's sweaty stomach, pressed uncomfortably by the grind of their skins. Jiyong licked at his collarbone, while he kept gripping at his hair and holding his neck as they rocked together in the ecstasy.

-''Jiyong...please...'' – Seunghyun choked, not able to hold on anymore. He was so tired, so spent and he needed to cum again. Rising on his hands and folding Seunghyun's knees to his chest Jiyong gripped strongly at Seunghyun's waist, placing his other hand on Seunghyun's neck and doubling the speed. He fucked Seunghyun with such power, that entire bed was shaking. 

Not able to see Jiyong's face in the dark, Seunghyun felt the burning stare of the dragon on his skin, burning him alive as he started to lose the oxygen. Every stab of Jiyong cock on his prostate, send an electric current through Seunghyun's entire body. The need for air was restrained and he could take only a small amount of it. His heart was thumping hard and his mind started to drift into sleepiness. He gripped at Jiyong's hand that was around his own neck first but then continued sliding them down towards Jiyong's torso and feeling the muscles tightened with every thrust.

-''Let go...my P-Precious... l-let go...cum for me...cum for me aah, aaaaahhh!!!'' – The Count screamed as he emptied his load deep into Seunghyun. He let go of his neck and Seunghyun gasped for air, cumming loudly, untouched across his and Jiyong's stomachs. It was so intense that he could see only white in front of his eyes, his body convulsing in a wave of his orgasm and sweet air that he nearly cried again.

It took him several minutes to calm down and stop shaking. The Count cleaned him and then covered him with the duvet. He lay next to him, cradling his face and kissing it gently. Seunghyun had no energy anymore, his body was aching, still shivering as the muscles continue to spasm in small intervals. His eyelids were heavy and he needed sleep, but the weightless feeling he had was priceless. Jiyong kissed his cheeks softly and brushed his hair gently, murmuring sweet things to him, lulling him to sleep. He already told the Duchess that he will occupy his room for the night. She was his cousin after all, with a splendid marriage to a Duke of Harley and he was always welcomed to stay as much as he wants whenever he is in town.

Seunghyun tightened his grip around Jiyong, pulling him closer, as if afraid that he would leave him, but Jiyong could never leave him. He was his, his precious, for years now and Jiyong's heart swells with that thought.

– ''Sleep my Precious, I'm here... sleep.'' – He kissed Seunghyun's lips again, watching him drifting into sleep. He hugged him protectively as if to hide him in his arms, far away from anyone else. Seunghyun was his, only his and the Dragon always protects his gold.