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“I have a gift for you, my Nakyum.” The master of the house said in an unusually gentle tone as he approached the daydreaming painter.
Even after two years had come and gone, Seungho still made every attempt to woo the lovely boy who shared his bed. Seeing Nakyum’s beautiful face flush with pleasure whenever he was presented with gifts filled the master with pride.
Nakyum looked over his shoulder and met Seungho’s eyes curiously as he looked at the pretty, foreign object in his master’s hands.
“Have you ever seen anything like it? It came all the way from across the sea.” The master explained as he set the small painted trinket down beside the boy.
“No, my lord.” Nakyum said as he reached out and grazed the side of the intricately decorated box.
“I see I am only “your lord” when it suits you now.” The master said with a smirk.
Nakyum’s embarrassed flush was irresistibly charming and Seungho still hadn’t grown tired of teasing him.
“What is it?” Nakyum changed the subject as Seungho crouched on the floor next to him and reached to tuck a strand of unruly hair behind his ear.
“Open it.” The master insisted.
“Oh!” Nakyum gasped with delight as music began to play from the opened box.
“Do you like it?” The noble lord asked.
“Yes.” Nakyum said with a soft smile as he thumbed the side of the wooden object and listened to the pretty tune it played.
“Thank you.” Nakyum said softly as the master’s hand grasped his chin and Seungho placed a kiss to the corner of his mouth.
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None of the servants were phased as Nakyum relaxed against the master’s chest and perched himself in lord Yoon’s lap in the middle of the wooden walkway.
Although it couldn’t be said that a few of them didn’t avert their gaze as the lord’s hands found themselves roaming under the billowing fabric of Nakyum’s soft, expensive clothing.
No one could deny what was happening as master Yoon’s hand moved rhythmically up and down and his mouth sought the pale skin of the painter’s delicate neck as Nakyum moaned quietly for him.
The master did his best to hide as much of the painter’s pale skin from prying eyes as possible. Though it was hardly necessary.
Before Nakyum’s arrival, lord Yoon would freely swap and share partners whenever it pleased him. Now, every member of the staff knew that the lord’s favorite pet was untouchable and no man’s gaze was to linger upon him.
All of the servants were used to the socially unacceptable expressions of intimacy that regularly occurred between their highborn lord and his lowborn companion.
Master Yoon spent almost every moment of free time kissing and fondling the painter, completely uncaring if they had an audience or if it took place while the servants attempted to go about their daily chores.
In the beginning, the young painter shied away and openly feared the wandering hands of the master. Now, he embraced his lord’s touches, happily shared the man’s life and gave himself to the master whenever Seungho required it.
After the two of them seemed to reach an unspoken understanding, the servants opted to let them be as Nakyum seemed to have a soothing effect on the lord of the house.
No longer did master Yoon go out of his way to terrorize his servants for the smallest of infractions. As long as Nakyum was tended to and spoiled by the staff, the lord seemed to allow them to go about their duties in relative peace.
That’s not to say the master didn’t still possess a temper. Even so, it always seemed that a few soft words and small, delicate hands on the lord’s proud chest quelled the rising anger.
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“You will scare away the servants my lord.” Nakyum panted as he worked to come down from the pleasure the master had just freely given him.
Albeit partly hidden from view thanks to the expensive, billowing fabric lord Yoon insisted on dressing him in.
“They know better.” Sengho assured him as he pressed hot, biting kisses to the pale skin of the painter’s slender neck.
“Your scent…it is much stronger than usual…” Seungho said longingly as he buried his nose in the omega’s delicate neck.
“Am I to believe the master does not long for anything in return?” Nakyum teased as he felt the thick swell of Seungho’s cock where it pressed urgently against his lower back.
Nakyum had gotten bolder as time wore on. Seungho would be a liar if he attempted to deny how much he enjoyed that side of Nakyum.
“Should I have you right here?” Seungho groaned into Nakyum’s blushing ear before biting the soft lobe between his teeth.
“You had me last night…” Nakyum protested as the master of the house tried valiantly to undress him; too wrapped up in his lust to worry if Nakyum was exposed to wandering eyes.
“Two years and you still blush so prettily for me…” the master praised as he thumbed at a pert nipple.
“Two years and you still tease me.” Nakyum complained with a huff as Seungho finally relented, if only for a moment.
“Come to my room tonight if I cannot have you now.” Seungho grunted in the painter’s ear.
“I am in your room every night.” Nakyum pointed out as he felt the lord’s already pitiful self-restraint crumbling.
“Are you going to make me plead? Must I tie up your hands and take what is mine?” Seungho all but growled as Nakyum grasped those wandering hands in an effort to rein him in.
“You enjoy tormenting me.” Seungho accused with a smirk as Nakyum shifted in a failed attempt to hide the evidence of his budding arousal.
“Perhaps I’ll paint another orchid on that soft belly of yours…” Seungho mused as he suddenly clutched at the slender waist and watched as Nakyum’s cheeks reddened even more.
“Seungho, you cannot take me in broad daylight in the middle of the walkway.” Nakyum warned as the lord resumed his attempts to deprive him of his clothes.
“Am I not the lord of this house?” Seungho asked.
“You are impossible.” Nakyum said with an annoyed sigh as he wiggled his way out of the master’s grasp.
“Thank you for the gift.” Nakyum huffed before leaning down and planting a soft kiss on Seungho's cheek.
The lord grasped loosely at his wrist, but ultimately allowed Nakyum to walk away from him. If only for a few steps before pestering him once again.
“Nakyum.” The master called. He couldn’t help the pleased smile as the painter stopped in his tracks and turned to face him with a questioning frown.
“Yes?” Nakyum asked quietly.
“I will have you.” Lord Yoon insisted with a predatory smile.
“Later.” Nakyum said with a dismissive roll of his pretty eyes.
Seungho enjoyed the sway of Nakyum’s hips and shapely ass as he sauntered off towards the gardens. The young painter, still every bit as lovely as the night the master first laid eyes on him, had grown bolder indeed.
Nakyum was still shy and somewhat quiet, but he’d no longer cower in fear. The boy even enjoyed teasing him after they’d finally reached a tentative peace that night in the bath so many years before.
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“The lord wishes for you to attend him in his bath.” One of the servants told Nakyum as he tried to focus on his painting.
His room now served purely as a spot to paint and relax. After Seungho insisted he move into his room permanently, Nakyum could hardly remember a night that they had slept apart from one another. His heat period being the only miserable exception.
Being wrapped tightly in his lord’s arms and held snugly against his firm body made Nakyum feel safe, and most of all, desired. Seungho was a fickle and eccentric man, but his adoration still had not faded away.
Nakyum no longer doubted the lord’s feelings for him. Even if Seungho never felt the need to voice them out loud.
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“Come into the bath.” Master Yoon demanded as Nakyum entered the warm, steamy chamber.
“You’re not going to yank me in and laugh?” Nakyum teased.
He enjoyed the way Seungho’s calculating eyes roamed over every inch of his exposed body as he allowed the soft fabric of his robe to fall away and gather at his feet.
His thighs, ass and waist had thickened a little at the master’s behest, but Nakyum knew that Seungho found great pleasure and enjoyment in embracing his softer body.
The lord watched him with a glint in his eyes as Nakyum gently dipped a delicate foot into the water to test the temperature before slowly climbing into the tub.
“Come here.” Seungho commanded as he pulled Nakyum against his chest.
“Are you cold?” The master asked as he felt Nakyum shiver against him.
“Not anymore, my lord.” Nakyum said contentedly as he relaxed in his lord’s embrace as Seungho kissed along the pale skin of his neck.
“Will you finally let me have you?” Lord Yoon asked as he pressed himself against the painter’s slender back to emphasize his growing need.
“I heard how you growled at the poor kitchen staff. I think it is better for the household if I let you have your way.” Nakyum said quietly as Seungho’s hands dipped between his thighs.
“Yes. I am quite ill mannered when you are not around to tame me.” The master murmured into the painter’s ear.
“I have happily let you become another master in this house. Have you heard how they all gossip about us in town?” Seungho asked gleefully.
“I have, my lord.” Nakyum said quietly as he melted at the master’s touch.
“It is quite scandalous, is it not?” Seungho said with a pleased laugh.
“Do you enjoy their gossip, my lord?” Nakyum said teasingly.
“I’ve never cared what they say about me.” Lord Yoon replied.
“Part of you enjoys being scandalous, I think.” Nakyum accused him with a small smile.
“Your heat is fast approaching.” The master changed the subject.
“It is.” Nakyum said glumly. He hated to spend his cycle alone. Even three days by himself holed up in a locked room felt like an eternity.
“Spend it with me.” Seungho begged.
“What?” Nakyum asked as his entire body stiffened.
“Let me mark you.” Lord Yoon said softly.
“Seungho, please don’t tease me.” Nakyum said miserably.
“I am perfectly serious.” Seungho said firmly.
Nakyum turned in his master’s arms and stared at him with wide, surprised eyes as he tried to judge for himself the seriousness of Seungho’s expression.
“You have bewitched me. And I have happily allowed you to do so.” The lord said as he met Nakyum’s mouth in a soft, over the shoulder kiss.
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“Seungho!” Nakyum squealed as the master suddenly lifted him into his arms and hastily left the pleasant warmth of the bath.
“It’s nothing they haven’t seen before.” Seungho said with a smirk as he strode, naked and shameless, back to their rooms.
“They’ve seen you in far more compromising positions.” The master teased as Nakyum buried his face in his chest to avoid the prying eyes of the curious house staff.
“You have not given me an answer.” Seungho said with narrowed eyes as he laid Nakyum down on the soft surface of their bed.
“Is that really what you want?” Nakyum asked quietly.
Seungho found himself even more enamored with the painter’s delicate beauty as he observed the look of hopefulness and longing.
“Are you going to make me beg?” Seungho asked as he settled himself between Nakyum’s soft thighs.
Nakyum chose not to answer as he looked at the master’s handsome face questioningly.
“You, who scoffed at the idea of mating and having children…weren’t you determined to thwart your father’s plans at every turn?” Nakyum asked as he reached up and wrapped slender arms around his lord’s neck.
Lord Yoon’s scandalous love of debauching himself with male beta’s had tainted the man’s reputation in town. For years, it seemed Seungho was determined to avoid coupling with an omega who could provide him with an heir and a legitimate marriage in the eyes of the law.
“Is mating with a lowborn another way to anger him?” Nakyum hated to ask, but he needed to know. Something like this could never be undone.
“My father is dead.” Seungho said with hardened eyes.
“Seungho…” Nakyum whispered as the master met his mouth in a biting kiss.
“Wait.” Nakyum protested as Seungho moved to bite and suck at the scent gland at his neck.
“Please…tell me.” Nakyum begged in a breathless voice as he fought to keep from losing himself in Seungho’s touch.
“There is no one else. Only you.” Seungho said firmly.
“Always you…” Seungho whispered into the omega’s blushing ear.
“The gossipers in town will never stop now.” Nakyum said with a small laugh.
“Let them talk.” Seungho said as he looked deeply into Nakyum’s lovely hazel eyes.
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“Shall we put this mouth of your’s to good work?” Seungho taunted as he traced his thumb along the omega’s plump bottom lip.
“Yes, my lord.” The painter said softly as the master laid on his back and waited for Nakyum to settle between his legs.
“You’ve improved since you first arrived.” Master Yoon complimented as Nakyum gripped him tightly by the base and gently sucked the thick head into the welcoming heat of his mouth.
Seungho quite enjoyed the annoyed look Nakyum gave him before swirling his tongue around the soft head and pressing it gently against the slit.
Two years ago, a shy and inexperienced Nakyum would’ve never swallowed him down to the hilt and moaned raggedly around him as he regularly did now.
The ruddy pink of his painter’s cheeks and pretty tears pooling in the corner of his wide eyes only added to the alpha’s enjoyment.
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“Will you let me have you?” Lord Yoon asked with a husky whisper as he eased the omega off of him.
“Yes…” Nakyum said in a whisper as Seungho grasped his slender wrist and pressed kisses to his open palm.
“I will not wait any longer.” Seungho insisted before once again throwing Nakyum down onto the surface of the bed.
“Gentle…please Seungho.” Nakyum begged as his lord’s hot mouth closed around the pebbled bud of his nipple and began to suck.
“Mmnn…” Nakyum moaned softly as master Yoon pinched and thumbed at his other nipple.
“I remember when just a few licks to your hole was enough…” Seungho teased as he looked down at Nakyum’s beautifully flushed face.
“Don’t tease.” Nakyum whined.
“As you wish.” Seungho quickly relented.
The pretty sounds that the boy made as he trailed kisses from his chest down to his soft belly couldn’t compare to the way his breath hitched and he clutched at the bedding as Seungho’s tongue teased his pink, puckered entrance.
“Hahhh…” Nakyum moaned as his lord’s hot tongue circled around his tight little hole before slowly easing inside of him.
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“Seungho…please…” Nakyum moaned as the master slipped a third finger inside of him and brushed against his most sensitive spot.
“Please what?” Seungho whispered in the painter’s ear.
“Tell me…” Master Yoon encouraged as he probed and stretched the omega’s tight hole.
“Please…” Nakyum whimpered again. His lord’s talented fingers felt good pressing against that spot, but it wasn’t nearly enough.
Looking into Nakyum’s hazy, half-lidded eyes as he spread his legs wider and arched his back was enough for master Yoon to finally take pity and give the omega what he wanted.
“On your knees, Nakyum.” Master Yoon demanded as his fingers slowly slipped out of him.
“Mmph…” Nakyum complained at the loss of wonderful friction as Seungho grasped him by the hips and maneuvered him onto his hands and knees.
Seungho couldn’t hold back the pleased groan that emanated deep within his chest as he slowly buried himself inside his omega’s perfect ass.
“Hahh…Ah Seungho!” Nakyum moaned blissfully as the alpha’s fingers gripped him roughly by the hair as he set a merciless pace.
“You shouldn’t have made me wait so long…look how wet you are, sucking me in like this.” Master Yoon taunted Nakyum as he pulled halfway out and quickly thrust back inside the tight heat of his hole.
“Ahh…you promised you wouldn’t tease.” Nakyum whined.
“I made no such promise.” Seungho replied with a sharp smack to the painter’s shapely ass.
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“There!” The omega cried out as Seungho focused on nailing his prostate with every dizzying movement of his powerful hips.
Nakyum’s pretty little cock lay painfully neglected between his belly and the soft fabric of their bed and he ached with need to stroke himself in time with Seungho’s thrusts.
He couldn’t help but whine pitifully as Seungho smacked his wandering hand away when he attempted to touch himself.
“Mmnn…” Nakyum sighed as his lord’s large hand finally gripped his penis tightly to provide much needed relief.
All it took was a few quick strokes of his hand and the lovely omega beneath him was reduced to a crying, moaning mess as an incredibly pleasurable orgasm washed over him.
Nakyum’s pretty cries of bliss were muffled by the pile of pillows and carefully placed blankets, but the delightful sound pleased Seungho just the same.
Seungho allowed himself to fully embrace the wonderful heat pooling in his belly as Nakyum tightened around him and painted the surface of the bed with his release.
A lovely, strangled cry escaped Nakyum’s throat as Seungho’s thick knot locked tightly in place and the master filled him to the brim with thick pulses of hot semen.
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“Are you tired already, my Nakyum?” Lord Yoon cooed in his omega’s flushed ear as Nakyum draped himself across his chest.
“You are insatiable.” Nakyum complained as he worked to catch his breath.
“How can I be satisfied unless I’ve completely and utterly debauched you?” Seungho asked.
“Believe me my lord, you have already done just that.” Nakyum said happily with a tired smile.
Even a lowborn omega like himself couldn’t help the immense pride at having satisfied such a handsome and virile alpha.
“Will you finally show the latest painting to me?” The lord asked impatiently.
“Mmn…not yet my lord.” Nakyum said with a small yawn.
“Is it scandalous?” Seungho asked hopefully.
“Very.” Nakyum replied as he burrowed deeper under the blankets and tucked his head underneath his lord’s chin.
“Excellent.” Lord Yoon declared.