Thread: Break The Cycle [BAB+Soubi]

Kyu Male2769 Jiyong Male2777 You Asshole! The shocked gasp was the only thing Jiyong could pass through his anger. Sure he had been prepared for the pet to be slightly insane one had to be to risk getting caught by the women as much as he had. Jiyong had even assumed him ill-bred or lacking in something in his mental genetic build that had made him turn on Kyu so viciously. But his complete lack of regard to them getting through this farce with little lasting damage sent Jiyong to a place of anger he hadn't been since bonding to the far calmer Seunghyun. On his lower back, Jiyong could feel the slight burn of his tattoo, the only real indicator of a small quirk that the Mariposa labs had designed their males with in order to stand out from the lab male manufacturing crowds. The delicate limbs and almost cat like exotic features were a given, but Mariposa lab learned early on features were an easy manipulation. All one needed was the right breeder, and the right donor eyes, and eggsand any lab could easily rip off the signature feline like countenance of a Mariposa male porn idol. Unacceptable! After much discussion it was decided that a small flaw in the Mariposa design would be implemented. Nothing major of course, that would be cheating to the porn idol industry. Merely a small quirk of extra DNA that would ensure every single Mariposa male born would hit puberty with a guaranteed success rate of making subscribers rush to their TV and laptops. A quirk that made passionate fiery sexually uninhibited porn idols, and it merely required a teeny bit of felis silvestris catus genes in order to be activated. A flaw so small, no company yet had realized the Mariposas were no different from any other fully human porn idol lab males. It was that flaw now that blurred Jiyong's vision, painting Hanul and the door he had ruined in a wash of red. Unseen by Hanul, Jiyong's small professionally manicured nails uncurled and pointed straight out like small sharp little claws. Had the pet bothered to pay any attentionhe might have noticed an unusual sight. Like the fact that Jiyong's incisors had suddenly taken on a decidedly elongated pointy appearanceor that the small ear not covered by a long swath of hair, was also ever so slightly becoming pointed and incidentally had just twitched in aggrieved displeasure. But of course Hanul, had never noticed any of that. Why should he? It was not like he had ever seen his own dispossessed master ever really and truly livid. Neither had Hanul ever really had his eyes focused enough during sex to notice any of the similar changes in Kyu, when the aforementioned reached his pleasure apex. No the pet probably found the small pricks, nicks, and stings he'd sustained after being with his master during orgasm a sexual catalyst. It's rather hard to be observant when oneself is in the throes of ultimate pleasure as well. You asshole! Jiyong all but hissed again at this pet that had gone from annoyance to out and out enemy in one moment. All of Seunghyun's careful lessons, and all the control over his temper Jiyong had learned from his bondedwent flying to the place the man and beast usually didn't met. There was no thought after that. No decision. Hanul had destroyed his way back to his bonded. HIS bonded, his one and onlythe only reason he had put up with this bullshit training assignment in the first damn place. Hanul was the enemy and he deserved to have his brutish ass kicked. Forgotten was the remote, at some point Jiyong tossed it aside to do what came more naturally. He sprang lightly forward, much faster than any other male his size could have and landed only a few inches short of Hanul. The last few inches weren't forgotten because at the same time, his hand still with it's fresh manicure on sharp pointed nails raked across Hanul's stomach, closing any further distance. Four thin lines of red appeared very near to the healed over scabbing place Kyu had laid open only a few days prior. Bastard! Jiyong continued to slash wildly unconcerned with anything other than dealing the enemy that was costing him Seunghyun, as much damage bodily as he could manage. How dare you?! You ill-bred ape! Fix It! Fix it NOW! The scent of freshly drawn lines of blood that beaded Hanul's stomach only excited Jiyong and made him that much more eager to bring the pet to his knees. Jiyong moved crab like in an effort to drive his own knee into a place on Hanul's anatomy that was sure to be far more effective than any shock collar, only he misjudged his opponents speedas Hanul was already side stepping the blow. Kyu hated to admit he did like the blue hair. Very much. It was like a colorful flag that kept drawing his unwilling eyes. However in the face of Seunghyun rudely cumming on his floor with no wipe up, and the hand that had silenced him earlierhe petulantly refused to tell the infuriating man so. Kyu glared at the other master who was way too damn comfortable in his personal space. Kyu felt a low hiss coming on and just barely suppressed the urge. Instead when he was sure he could speak without said hiss escaping, he snapped Well I don't. . . like the blue. So you wasted perfectly good hair dye! Too bad for you! Kyu then resolutely turned his back on Seunghyun and attempted to ignore him. Maybe now that the stupid trainer had gotten his rocks off he'd get the fuck out. But no the arrogant sop was still there and Kyu was lulled into listening against his will to the deep baritone. I know why your pet went rebellious on you. Kyu pretended that he hadn't heard but his back stiffened slightly calling his bluff. You can't have feelings for a pet. Not if you want them to stay a pet. Kyu opened his mouth to quickly deny the statement. He didn't have feelings for Hanul! But no the words of denial wouldn't come. He did feel something for Hanul, perhaps not like before no definitely not like before, he would never forgive the pet for desiring another above him, but there was a part of him that desired Hanul in a way that had nothing to do with sex, or the pet's physique. Kyu's guilty eyes lifted to Seunghyun's only to lower again when they met the sark unsympathetic ones. He flinched from the truth as if struck by some invisible force. Kyu braced himself for a long lecture of his inadequacies as a master and waited for Seunghyun to do his worse. He didn't deserve to be a master, the other would likely strip him of his position now. He waited almost cringing, waiting for the finally miserable shoe to fall in his life. Nothing. Kyu blinked when he heard the sound of typing, risking a quick peek over his shoulder reveal Seunghyun on his laptop. The master trainer wasn't even paying any attention to his contrite acceptance of punishment. He was busily using the small digital device and looked thoroughly vexed over something or other. Kyu scooted a bit closer, enough to see what had the master so engaged. Seeing the screen, Kyu jerked forward in shock. . . it was their dorm. He wasn't surprised the other male was spying, all the porn idols spied on each others dorms to a degree with fake user names via the subscription forums. What surprised Kyu was Seunghyun was hacked into the main frame pass the downed servers. He was spying on Jiyong and Hanul. Kyu almost turned away, not wanting to see Jiyong training HIS pet. But his gaze wouldn't move away. The master trainer, so calm and collected beforenow seemed flustered. Oh he hid it well but Kyu could see his hands moving faster on the keyboard, the slight tic in his jaw every time what he seemed to expect to happendidn't. So the master trainer had his own weakness did he? You have feelings too. For him. . .for Jiyong. That's why you didn't change his number. Didn't make him your pet as he should have been once he bonded to you. Kyu said calmly. There was no doubt, blue hair was worried, very worried. Kyu was tempted to leave him to it, only he remembered how Jiyong's over powering scent had made him bristle at the entryway. Hanul had not been with anyone since he had disgraced Kyu. Now he was alone with Jiyong, who thanks to kissing on Mr. Know It All, likely smelled like he had been dipped in pheromones. Seunghyun should be afraid, damned afraid. He's not himself anymore. Hanul isn't. He will not behave like a pet for Jiyong. And if Jiyong was stupid enough not to keep the collar remote. . . Kyu trailed off and shrugged. They aren't have no bondHanul no longer cares what he does either. He's quite strong. He won't hesitate to. . . um. . . Kyu looked away, how was he gonna explain what the pet had done to him, what Hanul had taken in an effort to assert himself over Kyu. The look he had seen that time in Hanul's eyes while he had still been injured and recovering. The helpless feeling of being forced down on the sofa. Leered at. Mocked. The insults. Or later the broken nose, and the way Hanul would have gladly slit Kyu's throat if the collar had not been in place. He'll hurt him. Kyu said in a deadpan matter-of-factual way. I know Jiyong, longer than even youhe's more bravado than actual brute force. I know what Hanul is capable of. He's never had free rein before. He's faster, strongerand will take what he wants. He'll make it so Jiyong won't be able to find pleasure with you anymore. With anyone. If you care for him as much as I suspect. . .you won't leave him to try and train Hanul. He can't submit Hanul. Hanul will never allow iteven if it means he. . .um. . . breaks Jiyong in the process.