AN: Yeah, not even going to try and pretend there's any real story line to this chapter. The fic was written for a friend and this is what she wanted, so if you were waiting for a beautiful storyline ending, my apologies :P

Chapter 7

When Ewon woke at seven the next morning, it was to an emptier house and a note on the table.

To Ewon and Mookyul

We'll have left by the time you read this, mum and dad didn't want any more confrontations and thought it was best this way. I just wanted to thank you for taking me in and for your generous offer. It means so much to me to be able to study here, and I hope to be able to visit sometime soon to tell you this in person. I also wanted to apologise for my parent's behaviour, especially my dad's. I hope you know I don't think that. Sorry for the trouble I caused, but I'm really glad I got to meet you both. I've left my mobile number at the bottom so we can hopefully organise a catch up under better circumstances.

Thanks again,

Dae

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Ewon smiled to himself; though he wished he could have said good-bye to his sister in person, he was very glad to have avoided another meeting with his parents. He would contact her in a week or so once things had hopefully calmed down at her house.

That left Ewon with just one problem, his promise to Mookyul. He was extremely worried, but tried to put it out of his head for the moment; Mookyul had promised he could still go to colleague, and he planned on doing just that.

When he arrived home that night, he found Mookyul sitting patiently on the couch, a predatory grin on his face.

"Bedroom. Now." Mookyul commanded, not even bothering with the pleasantries. Ewon swallowed and followed Mookyul down the hall, his stomach twisted up in knots.

Fifteen minutes later Ewon sat near the head of the bed in nothing but his underwear, face flushed though they had done nothing. He couldn't believe he had actually agreed to do this! But Mookyul had been true to his word, not laying a finger on him for the entire time his family had been there, which for him was some sort of record, and now he had to hold up his end of the bargain. An entire night where Mookyul could do whatever he wanted…He'd been prepared for something bad, but this hadn't even crossed his mind! However, he had made a promise, and it wasn't one he could break now even if he tried.

Mookyul gave a predatory grin as he hit record on the video camera set up just inside the doorway, where he had a clear shot of the whole room.

"Smile for the camera little fox," Mookyul teased. Ewon looked up from the bed to glare at his lover.

"Feisty, hmm?" he murmured to himself, and the camera, "This should be fun…"

Mookyul then strode towards the bed, removing his shirt as he did, and practically dived on top of Ewon, pushing him back against the bed. As Mookyul's lips pressed fiercely against his own, his first thought was to squirm away, to escape whilst he still had the chance. But he knew what he'd promised and, deep down, he knew what he wanted. So instead he opened his mouth, allowing his lover entrance, and moaned as their tongues entwined for the first time in days.

Mookyul eventually pulled away, dragging his teeth along Ewon's lower lip as he did, moving to nip at his collarbone.

"Ow!" Ewon exclaimed as Mookyul got carried away and bit too hard, "God, why do you have to bite?"

"It's your own fault," Mookyul explained between bites, "if you weren't so sexy that I wanted to just eat you up and hide you inside me…" he trailed off, distracted by the gorgeous body in front of him. Though Mookyul didn't show it so obviously, he actually found Ewon just as sexy and distracting as Ewon found him.

Ewon couldn't help but close his eyes and moan at the feeling of Mookyul's teeth and tongue moving across his skin. Though he often complained, and he didn't like the marks left the next day, the biting was actually an incredible turn on – the thought of Mookyul eating him up didn't seem like such a bad idea.

Ewon was so distracted by the sensation that he didn't notice Mookyul reach behind himself and pull something from his back pocket. Mookyul then pressed his lips back against Ewon's, nibbling at his lower lip until Ewon opened his mouth and let him kiss him properly. He ran his hands up Ewon's bare chest and then up his arms, grabbing his wrists and pulling them up over his head. Ewon presumed he wanted better access to his chest and complied, eager to have Mookyul's biting mouth elsewhere.

However, this idea was promptly forgotten when he felt something clamp around his wrists. He jerked his mouth away from Mookyul's and looked up to find that, to his horror, his wrists were now tied to the head of the bed with a pair of leather, studded cuffs. Ewon turned his surprised and horrified expression to Mookyul, who was now sitting back and looking at his bound lover with a perverted smile.

"Wha-what do you think you're doing," Ewon stammered, struggling to get free. But the leather cuffs were tight, and the chain between then was metal; he wasn't going anywhere.

"Tying down my little fox," Mookyul replied off-handedly, getting off the bed and heading to the draws by his bed. "You said I could do whatever I wanted."

"Yeah, and you got the video!" Ewon exclaimed, gesturing with his head towards the camera which was still recording their every move. "You didn't say anything about this!"

Mookyul smirked. "Because if I had then you'd never have agreed, promise or no promise."

Ewon said nothing; after all, it was probably true.

"However," Mookyul continued, reaching into the bottom draw and pulling out what looked like a large shoe box, "after tonight, I bet you'll be begging for it."

Mookyul removed the lid from the box and pulled from the collection of sexual paraphernalia a leather studded collar with a leash attached. It looked like it matched the hand cuffs.

"Now, if I'm going to be keeping a fox as a pet, he needs to be on a leash, otherwise he might try to escape, and I can't let that happen." With that, Mookyul fastened the collar around Ewon's neck, grinning as he picked up the leash and wrapped it around his hand a few times.

Ewon was too shocked to even struggle as the degrading thing was fastened around his neck. It was tight, but not so tight that it cut off his air supply. That was, unless he struggled against his lover who held the leash.

As Ewon struggled to take in what was happening, Mookyul pulled a short, leather cat-o-nine-tails whip from the box. Ewon's eyes got even wider as he registered what his lover was holding, and a slightly sadistic smile spread across Mookyul's face. His lover had no idea how sexy he looked, chained to the bed in nothing but boxers, the leather cuffs around his wrists and the collar around his neck. It made Mookyul hard just looking at him; he just wanted to eat him up. But, if everything went according to his plans, he wouldn't be the only one with something in his mouth that night.

"Now, if you promise to be a good little fox, I'll unchain you from the bed," Mookyul purred, though the thought of letting him go was a little disappointing. However, he was much more usable unattached from the head board.

Ewon frowned, torn. He was rather uneasy about agreeing to do what Mookyul wanted, but at the same time he didn't want to stay chained up in this degrading position. After a long moment, he slowly nodded his head; after all, what else could Mookyul do?

Mookyul gave a predatory grin, crawling up to the head board. He unclipped one wrist, holding it firmly in his hand so that Ewon had no chance of escape, and unwrapped the chain from around the headboard, before clamping the leather cuff back around his wrist.

"Good boy," Mookyul murmured, leaning down to leave a trail of kisses and bites down Ewon's neck. "Now, I have another present for you." He pulled away and rolled off the bed. A second later the rest of his clothing was on the floor, finally freeing his member which had been severely restricted by his clothing. Ewon's eyes widened momentarily – even in this situation, he couldn't help but find that gorgeous body attractive.

The reaction didn't go unnoticed by Mookyul. "See something you like?" asked Mookyul, smirking. "Well, come here then." He tugged on the leash, giving Ewon no choice but to crawl on his hands and knees across the bed to Mookyul. It was so embarrassing he thought he was going to die.

"Now, do a good job and I might consider not punishing you," Mookyul said, stepping forward so his erection was at the same height as Ewon's bowed head. It was very obvious what he wanted.

Ewon looked up at Mookyul's face, surprised. He'd had this sort of thing done to him plenty of times, but this was the first time his lover had ever asked for anything like that in return since the time he'd tried to get away when Mookyul was injured. He wondered why…but his thoughts were interrupted as Mookyul pulled on the leash again, getting impatient. So, taking a deep breath and trying to quell the ridiculous feeling of nervousness building in his stomach, he lent forward to run his tongue along the length of his shaft.

Mookyul couldn't help but moan as he was engulfed by the wet warmth. It had been a while since he had been on the receiving end of this treatment; these days he rarely pushed for anything in the bedroom which didn't bring Ewon some sort of pleasure; he spoiled his little fox. But he had to admit he had missed it, the feeling was almost as good as being inside his beautiful lover. Almost.

Ewon worked his way from base to tip, using his tongue and lips to tease what he knew were all the right places. Mookyul wasn't the only one enjoying himself either; despite his earlier embarrassment, it still felt good to make his lover moan with his ministrations.

However, a few minutes later, and Mookyul was getting tired of the teasing. He lifted up the whip and bought is down hard on Ewon's ass, causing him to whimper as he jerked forward, inadvertently deep-throating him. Mookyul was just lucky Ewon had long ago suppressed his gag reflex.

"Oh god," Mookyul groaned as Ewon involuntarily swallowed. Now that he had to feel again. So he lifted up the whip and repeated the action a few times, very glad to get the same reaction every time. What he didn't notice in his own ecstasy was the way the tone of Ewon's muffled cries were changing from shock and slight pain to something much more pleasurable. It was embarrassing, something Ewon would never admit even to himself, but the whip was fast becoming a turn on. So much so that when Mookyul tugged the leash backwards and stopped him on the verge of his climax, not wanting to come unless he was inside Ewon, Ewon was actually rather disappointed.

Mookyul gave a small smile, noticing the disappointment in his lover's eyes.

"This fox is talented," Mookyul murmured, unable to hide the fact that he had been left breathless. "What a good boy, doing what I told you to so well. And pets who do what they're told deserve a treat. Lay down on your back." The last part was a command, accompanied by another tug of the leash.

Resigned to his fate, Ewon lay back on the bed; curious more than scared when Mookyul reached back into the box. He pulled out two strips of thick, black material, that small smile never leaving his face. One strip was quickly used to tie the hand cuff chain to the head board, leaving Ewon unable to move properly once more. This meant he was unable to resist as the other piece of material was tied around his head as a blindfold, the thick material blocking his sight completely. It left him feeling very vulnerable, especially with Mookyul and that box of toys in the room.

He felt bare skin pressing against his own as Mookyul lay basically on top of him so he could whisper in his ear

"Now you just be a good boy and lie still," Mookyul whispered, the sensation making Ewon shiver.

"I don't like this," Ewon whimpered, "I need to see."

"Nonsense," his lover purred, "sight will only distract you from other, more important senses." And with that began to shuffle his way down, licking and biting as he went.

Ewon squirmed, quickly realising what Mookyul had meant. With his world now nothing but blackness, he had nothing to focus on save the feeling of his lover's tongue as it traced his skin, of his teeth as they nipped him in his most sensitive places.

Mookyul was quick to reach his destination, only to realise that the little fox's member was, in fact, still restricted by boxers. Boxers that were now looking uncomfortably tight. He's this hard and I've barely even touched him, Mookyul thought, pausing for just a second, and he says he doesn't want it; liar. He decided a little teasing was in order. So ran his tongue over the restricted hard on, touching him lightly through the material.

Ewon moaned, loudly, and prayed Mookyul would remove the rest of his clothing quickly. He was such a tease it bordered on cruel. And with his eyes covered the sensation dominated everything; he couldn't escape the feeling that was so good yet never quite enough.

Mookyul waited a few minutes, teasing until his lover's moans became closer to whimpers, before offering him a way out.

"Do you want me to take them off and do this properly?" Mookyul asked voice teasing.

"Yes," Ewon gasped, nodding vigorously.

Ewon couldn't see Mookyul smirk. "Fine, all you have to do is say 'please, Master, I beg of you, stop teasing'."

"Get lost!" shouted Ewon instantly.

"Have it your way," Mookyul replied with a shrug, and resumed his teasing.

Ewon lasted less than a minute. "Fine," he sighed exasperatedly, frustration winning out over embarrassment, "Please, Master, I beg of you, stop teasing!"

"See, was that so hard?" Mookyul asked in a mocking tone. However, true to his word, Ewon didn't even get the chance to come up with a snappy reply before the boxes were removed and Mookyul finally took him into his mouth.

"Ahh…M-Mookyul," Ewon cried as Mookyul ran his tongue expertly along his shaft; pausing to linger in places he knew his lover was extra sensitive. Ewon arched up, unable to stop his hips moving forward to thrust further into Mookyul's mouth or the obscene noises spilling from his own mouth. Mookyul places his hands on Ewon's hips, preferring complete control over the situation, but he did nothing to shut him up; the sweet moans were such a turn on.

It wasn't long before Ewon was gripping the head board, Mookyul's skill driving him rapidly towards his climax. His lover had been right; the blindfold had served to block out everything else, intensifying the feeling rapidly.

"I-I'm going t-to come," Ewon moaned, unable to hold back any longer. Mookyul didn't stop, and seconds later his mouth was filled with his lover's sticky seed. He swallowed, licking his lips and the head to make sure he cleaned up every drop. After all, it was the only way he was every actually going to be able to swallow up his lover.

Mookyul then moved to plant a fiery kiss on Ewon's lips, untying the blindfold as he did.

"I told you," Mookyul murmured in his ear, biting his earlobe as he gave his panting lover a chance to catch his breath. After all, this was far from over, and he couldn't have him getting tired too soon.

Whilst Ewon was catching his breath, Mookyul reached back into his favourite box until he found what he was looking for; a couple of cuffs similar to the ones around Ewon's wrists, but with a much longer chain.

Ewon's heart began to race as he saw what his lover was pulling from the dreaded box. But he was confused, his hands were already bound, surely he didn't need more? It wasn't until Mookyul reached for one ankle that he realised what was about to happen. He squirmed and kicked as best he could, given that he hands were tied, but it was no use, Mookyul was far too fast and strong. He caught one flailing ankle deftly in his right hand, placing quick kisses and nips along his ankle bone before attaching one cuff around the ankle. To his surprise, Ewon's struggled stopped, and he bit his lower lip to suppress a moan. A newly discovered sensitive spot. Interesting, but something Mookyul would have to exploit later – he wasn't willing to wait much longer. He attached the other end of the cuff to the top corner of the bed, and then quickly did the same with the other ankle, effectively leaving Ewon with his legs halfway to his shoulders. Perfect.

Ewon struggled to see as Mookyul reached back into the box, but it was useless. Struggling was pointless, and only hurt if he squirmed too much. He sighed internally, resigned to accept whatever he had coming.

What Mookyul had pulled from the box was in fact a bottle of his favourite lube, which he proceeded to spread generously over his fingers. After all, he didn't want to hurt his feisty fox, not when he was so far from finished with him.

A tongue brushed along his exposed inner thigh, and Ewon bit his lower lip again to stop himself groaning at the sensation. He hated the fact that Mookyul made him so vocal – it was embarrassing. However, he couldn't contain his voice as the first of Mookyul's slender fingers pushed up inside of him.

Mookyul smirked and pressed kisses along the inside of Ewon's thighs as he prepared his little fox. Ewon writhed and squirmed, trying to increase the sensation, but his current position didn't allow him to. He was completely at Mookyul's mercy.

"Mookyul p-please," he moaned, stuttering as Mookyul's fingers lightly brushed along his sweet spot, so good but not quite enough. "Enough, I'm ready, please…"

Well, if he says so, thought Mookyul, though truthfully he wouldn't have been able to hold out much longer whether his chained lover had been ready or not. Mookyul removed his fingers from his fox, causing Ewon to whimper at the loss. However, the whimper quickly transformed into a loud moan as he was filled with Mookyul's hard length.

Mookyul paused for a moment, leaning down to smother Ewon's neck in quick kisses and nips to distract him from any momentary pain. He loved have his fox chained and under control, but that didn't mean he wanted to really hurt him. But Ewon was quickly begging him to do something, anything, considering he couldn't move himself. So Mookyul pulled back slightly before slamming forward, straight to where he knew Ewon's sweet spot was. Ewon gasps, eyes wide as pleasure raced through his blood like lightening. There was nothing he could do except take it and pray his lover, his master, would give him what he wanted.

Mookyul went as slow as he could, eating up every little sound, every facial expression his little fox gave. But his fox was far too delectable for him to last long. He felt himself racing towards the edge and, not wanting to leave his little fox behind, reached down between them.

"Don't come until I tell you do," Mookyul whispered in Ewon's ear before running his hand up the length of his lovers dripping shaft.

It was pure torture. No matter how close Mookyul was getting, he never failed to his Ewon sweet spot every time, turning his blood to fire with every thrust. And now with Mookyul's thumb running over his slit, it took every inch of his willpower and then some to stop himself spilling right then. It was only the fear of what Mookyul would do if he disobeyed the order which stopped him.

Mookyul was thoroughly enjoying the tormented look in Ewon's eyes as he held himself back. Unfortunately, it just made his little fox look even hotter, which did nothing for his own self control. It was only a minute or so before Mookyul was whispering in his ear again.

"Now, come now," Mookyul demanded, voice rough.

Ewon didn't have to be told twice. He cried out as he finally let go, trembling under the force of his own orgasm. The sight tipped Mookyul over the edge and he spilled his seed within his lover, gripping Ewon's shoulders hard enough to leave scratch marks.

Mookyul sat back, breathing hard as he took in the glorious sight of Ewon chained up and panting, his own cum splattered across his stomach. He shuffled sideways a little, making sure the camera could capture the delicious sight as well; he'd want that later. After he'd taken a moment to worship is delicious fox with his eyes he reached forward and unchained his legs, leaving his hands tied up behind his head but allowing his leg muscles to relax. Ewon sighed as he did; his muscles had been beginning to cramp in the awkward position.

Ewon watched as Mookyul glanced at his stomach and then back at his face, a wicked glint in his eye. Without further ado, Mookyul lent over his lover and dragged his tongue from below his navel up to his chest, savouring the taste. After all, he wasn't about to waste the opportunity to devour what he could of his little fox, to have some part of him hidden safely inside.

Ewon squirmed, thoroughly embarrassed by the fact that the sight of his lover doing such a thing was a turn on. As Mookyul licked up the last drop from Ewon's stomach, it did not escape his attention that the fox was already half hard again. He shuffled up to claim his lover's lips in a bruising kiss, running his tongue over the most sensitive spots in Ewon's mouth to elicit a moan.

"You taste like me," Ewon murmured into his tormentor's mouth, some part of his brain thinking he should be much more disturbed about that fact than he was.

"Mmmm, fucking delicious," Mookyul murmured back, moving his mouth from Ewon's lips to his neck so his love could catch his breath; he wasn't quite done yet after all. Ewon squirmed as Mookyul's teeth and lips made their way over his neck, collarbone, and eventually down to his nipples, leaving marks the whole way. He'd be wearing conservative clothing for the next week, but in the moment couldn't say that he minded.

Eventually Mookyul sat back, admiring the bruises already beginning to flourish on his fox's beautiful skin. He had been a very good little fox, despite his initial objections. Mookyul thought maybe he deserved a treat, a little control back. So he reached up and unchained his hand from the bed, though they were still chained to each other. As he did so he picked up the leash attached to Ewon's collar, determined not to let him get away. However, Ewon didn't even attempt to struggle away. He's enjoying it, Mookyul thought to himself, a proud smile spreading across his face.

Ewon was about to question the sudden smile when he was abruptly flipped over and found himself sitting on top of Mookyul, a little breathless from the sudden surprise. Mookyul tugged on the leash, forcing his fox to lean forward so he could claim his lips once more.

"You get to move this time," Mookyul whispered huskily in Ewon's ear, "wanna watch you sink down on me."

Ewon bit his lip to suppress a moan at the sweet words. Finally he got to control the speed.

Already stretched and lubricated with the remains of their last tussle, Ewon wasted no time, supporting the majority of his weight of his chained hands which rested on Mookyul's hips, the chain between then tight across Mookyul's stomach, as he slid down slowly over Mookyul. Even Mookyul couldn't contain a loud moan as the tight heat engulfed him. However, before he had the chance to move, Mookyul tugged on the leash once more, bringing his ear to Mookyul's mouth.

"Don't touch yourself until I tell you to," he commanded in a harsh whisper.

Ewon groaned as much in frustration as pleasure; why was he in love with a man he enjoyed tormenting him so much?

Mookyul's eyes never left Ewon as he watched him ride him, his fox adjusting himself so he slid straight down onto his sweet spot. However, Mookyul knew, knew and reveled in the fact that it wouldn't be quite enough to tip his exhausted lover's body over the edge. So Mookyul took his time enjoying the sweet warmth that was his little fox, drinking up every sight, sound and sensation as if the whole thing wasn't being recorded, like he would never get to see it again.

Ewon had already decided he wasn't going to beg for release again, he still had some pride. But he didn't need to; as his moans became louder and more insistent, Mookyul knew what his little fox wanted, needed. Eventually, he locked eyes with Ewon and, after a long moment, gave a single definitive nod. Ewon's hand went straight to his dripping member, and he gave a long groan as he was finally granted the relief he needed. A few strokes and he flew over the edge, movements jerky as he rode out his orgasm, eyes locked on Mookyul's the entire time. Mookyul was convinced this was the single hottest thing his fox had ever done, and it was more than enough to push Mookyul into his own orgasm, emptying himself into his lover once again.

Ewon collapsed on top of Mookyul, completely and utterly spent. Mookyul smiled tenderly at the exhausted figure on top of him, feeling sated. He reached down over the side of the bed and picked up a shirt of the floor, unsure of whose it was, and used it to clean his lover and then himself.

Ewon was already falling asleep, cuffs still around his wrist and neck. Mookyul was tempted to leave them on for a moment, but was married about something becoming tangled in the night.

"Hey," Mookyul said gently, shaking his lover out of his half sleep, "you can't sleep like that, give me your wrists."

Ewon offered his wrists and then neck to Mookyul to be uncuffed, amazed at his lover's ability to go from predator to carer in a matter of seconds.

With his fox free of his chains, Mookyul lent in and gave him one final kiss, this one more tender than hungry.

"Go to sleep," Mookyul murmured, an order Ewon was only to eager to accommodate. He rested his head on Mookyul's chest and was drifting off after a matter of seconds. Mookyul thought it looked like a good idea. The last thing he did before he closed his eyes was look at the camera and smile, thrilled at the thought of being able to relive the experience over and over.