What's that? You want it shoved in hard and fast?" asked Magnus as he cupped one hand around his ear to taunt to Korean more. Smirking ruefully, the brunette pushed a tiny portion of the tip into Lock, then he pressed the button at the bottom to let it vibrate. At the dial it was at the vibration was slow, but enough to rile the body. Magnus lifted his eyes to Lock's appendage. "Oh, looks like you're enjoying yourself." he snickered and gradually pushed more of the tip in.
Mayah Playah
Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2016 11:01 pm
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It had been far too long since his last time back there, so when Magnus started to push inside, it was enough to incite a short scream from Lock. Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes and he tried to close his legs, and then suddenly, he felt it. The vibrations. It was enough to vibrate his whole body, and it wasn't even that strong. His nails dug into his palms as he resisted the urge to moan, although tears did fall. This wasn't what he wanted. This wasn't what he deserved.
Magnus walked into the kitchen, strutting naked with an expression that said that anyone that told him would get nothing more than a punch to the gut. To those that had the displeasure of knowing Magnus for long would be able to tell that he was more proud than angry (though anger was still there). There was still sweat over his body that made his muscles shine. He was still tired from his exercise. Striding to the kitchen, he pulled out the orange juice carton from the fridge and, without regard for his partner, drank from it, only to be interrupted by a knock at the door. He looked over, a scowl on his face. Returning to his drink, he snapped his fingers and let the shadow latch onto him. The oily liquid began to solidify until it formed a black sweatshirt and matching black pants. A knock came again and Magnus snarled, "I'm coming!"
Heinrich winced at the growl he heard from beyond the door. He didn't recognize that as the pop star he had seen during one of Haneul's rehearsals. Then again, he vaguely recalled there being talk of a roommate. As the butler waited impatiently, he let his thoughts travel back to Haneul. He still had yet to meet his eyes, and all of his replies in their conversations have been short. He was being unfair, he realized that, but this wasn't something he could accept so soon. A couple days after leaving the castle Heinrich had been called by the king, asking if any progress had been made in Haneul's temper. Though his conversations with him were short, Heinrich knew enough to know that the man wasn't willing to see Eun-Ho again. They even changed their practice schedules so they wouldn't see each other! And so the king proposed a plan that Heinrich eagerly set out to obey, wanting to get away from the Korean as quickly as possible. The butler would ask for the help of the band's leader while the king talked to the others. Only they were able to fix the feud.
"Well are you going to stand there or not?!" Heinrich snapped to attention, noticing now the grouchy (yet terrifying) man in front of him. It was definitely not the singer. This man was tall, but not as tall as the blonde, and his hair was as dark as his clothes. His eyes were a bright blue, yet they were filled with sinister thoughts and reckless anger. There was just something about him that gave off a malicious intent. Perhaps it was the average anger of a teenage boy, but Heinrich couldn't help but be tense, ready to fight. "Er... Excuse me. Is Sang-Min Han here?" he asked while folding his arms behind his back. The brunette narrowed his electric blue eyes and leaned against the doorway. "Maybe. Maybe not. What's it to you?" he asked back. Heinrich's eyebrow twitched. What kind of answer was that?! "Please, sir, it is for an important task involving his friends. I must speak to him at once." Magnus jut his chin out, considering this. Finally, he cocked his head to the side and yelled, "Lock! Y'got a visitor!" He glared back down at Heinrich, who gulped in response.
Heinrich
Posted: Thu May 05, 2016 12:38 am
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"I'm not coming out!" yelled Lock in response, peeking from around the corner and wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants rolled up to his knees. He was ridiculously uncomfortable, only wearing clothes in his attempt to make himself feel less exposed, but as he felt the plug inside of him with each step, he felt worse and worse. "Wait. You're Heinrich, right? Haneul's guy?"
"Yes." Heinrich answered with an avoided gaze. He looked back at the blonde, noticing his... peculiar change in appearance. It was nothing at all like the flashy man from all those rehearsals and performances. "Haneul and Eun-Ho have gotten into a very bad quarrel. In fact Haneul has been exiled from my country until he and Eun-Ho can resolve their problems. However, they refuse to as much as look at each other. You are the only one I can go to for help."
Heinrich
Posted: Thu May 05, 2016 12:59 am
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Lock furrowed his brow, walking out to the door. "Exiled? Wow, the fight must've been explosive. Here, come inside. Why don't you start from the beginning and tell me what happened?" He moved to open the door wider, gesturing for Heinrich to follow him into the living room.
Heinrich peered inside. Magnus had already left to go back to the kitchen, drinking from the carton of orange juice. The butler tried not to grimace for fear of being snarled at and followed quickly after the blonde. Once seated, he recounted what had happened but a week ago; of how Eun-Ho and Haneul got into a heated argument that started from a challenge against Eun-Ho's loyalty, to a dance competition, to finally a yelling contest that exposed both's personal secrets. "Surely a similar problem must have arose before, yes?" Heinrich asked after he finished summarizing the events.
Heinrich
Posted: Thu May 05, 2016 1:26 am
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"Honestly, no," he answered, leaning back on the couch after taking in the events. "I mean, they've fought in the past, but this is the worst one I've ever heard of. Haneul and Eun-Ho have knwon each other for years, so when they fight, the worst things come out. That Tokyo thing, no one else knows about it. It was supposed to be kept as a secret for all of us. I only know because Ellery got drunk once and told me. Heinrich, getting them back together is going to be difficult and probably impossible. If we're going to do this, I need time to plan."
The butler nodded. "Your slim chance is better than mine. How much time will you need?" he asked, relieved the blonde agreed to help him.
Heinrich
Posted: Thu May 05, 2016 9:33 pm
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"A couple days, at best." He pulled out his cell phone, already plotting out an email for Ellery. "You should ask Ellery too. I'm strong enough to fight Eun-Ho, but only Ellery's clever enough to trick Haneul."
Again, Heinrich nodded. "His Majesty should have already invited him and your friend, Bae, to the kingdom to meet him and talk out a plan." He paused as a word sank in. "Fight... You intend to harm Eun-Ho?" he asked, feeling conflicted on whether he should try to prevent it or not.
Heinrich
Posted: Thu May 05, 2016 9:57 pm
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He rubbed his shoulder out of habit, old pains returning. "Fight is a strong word when it comes to Eun-Ho. It's more like, I'll tire him out so he'll sit still long enough to talk it out with Haneul. That'll take much more physical exercise than I'm willing to put forth, but I'll do what must be done for the good of the band. Ellery should be calling any minute now to make sure that I do as you ask."
Heinrich pursed his lips. Now that he thought about it, Eun-Ho did come off as very strong. "I see. Once Ellery and his friend arrive back here we can use the jet to send you to His Majesty's castle so you can find Eun-Ho."
Heinrich
Posted: Thu May 05, 2016 10:51 pm
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"No, keep them there. If they know what they're doing, Haneul will go to them." He glanced to Magnus' direction, curious if Ethan was back yet. He hoped so. Part of him wasn't entirely sure that the Texan felt up to traveling on a plane for eighteen hours.
"I see. Then I shall arrange a flight for tomorrow morning, if that is convenient for you." Heinrich said. He followed the blonde's gaze to the kitchen, recalling the angry man from earlier. "Ah. A friend of yours? Shall I arrange for him to come along? Or are you worried about this area staying clean? If that is the case then I can hire a maid to look after your room." He pulled out his phone as he spoke, scrolling through housekeepers in the area.
