Hello my lovelies,
I would advise this update may not be what your expecting and may be a trigger. Please proceed with caution I won't give to much away other then it's just a character's imagination.

I hope you like this little update, please let me know what you think.

Brace yourselves every one!!

Jimmy's POV
There's nothing but burning white hot rage bubbling as he watches how the lovers finish consummating their love! Nothing but the feel of sawdust in his lungs and the burn of betrayal in his heart! He never though for a moment that his virginal little bunny would give his innocence to anyone else, especially his rival! His own promised pleasure bunny truly is a whore, a whore that should of waited for him, not some conceited prick who manages to evade all his plans of revenge. The same man who fired him, that had his hired thugs break his bones, the same man who's really nothing but a thug himself hidden under a sharp tailored suit!

As he watches Park Chanyeol massage the feelings back into his little bunnies arms and legs and litter that perfect skin with more kisses. He shivers it should be himself completing such an intimate act. It won't be long until he can, as he too will get to reacquaint himself with that soft skin, and feel what is like to enter that tight ass. He however will go one step further and get to feel that tight ring on his tongue, he can hear the screams as he takes what's his, as his fingers or perhaps cold metal clamps pinch those nipples. Jimmy hates what he sees right now, it takes all his might not to turn away from the disgust simmering in his gut over Park Chanyeol and his still wondering hands! Yet his insatiable appetite for his little bunny has him instantly returning to the telescope perfectly positioned on the look out spot in the dense forests hills behind the imposing manor. It's a perfect spot far enough away from the patrols of the manor, yet close enough to view the master bedroom via a modified telescope, one that been created to record on a continual loop. It's not without its challenges, he may be away from the manor but one would only need to look closely to spot the platform that juts out of break in the trees.

His bunny remains spread out naked on a bed of fur, he only need to close his eyes now to picture exactly what his bunny will look like naked, tied to the bed in the safe house he's been promised. Instead of fur and silk of Parks bed, it will silks of the Feng's and bronze leather cuffs, his bunny will be immobile and completely at his mercy, it makes him hard just thinking about it!

Soon he promises, first he must earn Feng's trust. It's all part of his grand plan to aid the Feng's in their quest to get rid of their greatest threat to total control of Seoul's underbelly. Finally bringing down the Mafia King? Jimmy really cant wait to watch as his empire slots into that of the Feng's vast control! His way of perhaps reminding the Feng's that he was worth being freed, sadly right now it's only failed and left a sour taste in his mouth. His intel on Baekhyun being Chanyeol's weak spot is clearly true, it's so far ended in disaster and more debts to the Feng's. His brilliant idea for the car chase to extract Baekhyun went up in flames the moment Park Chanyeol, discovered the car and retuned fire costing two of Fengs mens lives. He can only wince at the pain in his stomach where master Feng's cane collided with his stomach!

He could hand over all the information to the Feng's about the club, their intake, their client list, where and when the cameras are turned on. Not now though! He needs his trump card once his little bunny is in his clutches, he will willingly hand over all the information he has! The locations he knows will have counterfeit goods and the private stash of rare alcohol that's just for Park. Shaking his head he's had enough of thinking of that man, he's more interested in watching his bunny! His bunny who remains panting on the bed, the nipples he only be able to glimpse. He can picture it now, those red and erect nipples, begging to be squeezed, he licks his lips he can't wait to get a feel and is already fantasising over if he pinches hard enough will get a taste of that sweet white nectar. That white gold that even males can make if those titties are abused enough!  The thrill of having something he knows Park Chanyeol doesn't have sends fire down to his already hard cock!

He wants to scream when he goes back to the telescope, to find his bunny being held tenderly in the arms of the Mafia King! It kills his promising erection instantly, the one he hoped to keep so he could jack off to the image of his bunny bound and gagged at his mercy, instead all he can picture is that platinum hair! Those dexterous hands touching that baby soft skin, lips pressed against a smooth still sweat soaked forehead it's disgusting. When he truly knows all his little bunny wants is a good hard pounding, one he will happily provide! Now he just has to wait for for the right moment to bring down the King, something he will personally see too! Park Chanyeol will fall! Right now though all he wants is the front row seat to watch his bunny sleep, totally happy to ignore the fact that he's sleeping in the arms of another man.

Baekhyun's POV some time later
The tingling in his fingers itches rousing him from his slumber, and from the most amazing dream. A dream so good it was almost real, a dream filled with carnal desire, erotic commands and a deep masculine voice whispering tales of love in to his ears. It was the best dream! Baekhyun feels himself smile, the pins and needles in his fingers, the dull throbbing deep inside him and the ache of his back are all proof enough that last night was more then a dream, it was everything. As the realms of sleep fully leave and his forever active conscious returns, he can't help but smile wider at the weight across his stomach. The gentle snoring of his handsome man soothes his soul, this dangerous powerful man kept his promise to be beside him when he woke.

Baekhyun turns to face the man he loves, even in sleep this magnificent man exudes raw power and masculinity! He itches to reach over and push back the wayward platinum strands from his face, but he doesn't want to wake him. Chanyeol needs as much rest as he does. He surprised either of them have been able to sleep, considering none of the curtains are drawn and the lights are set on a dimmer, keeping the room alight just like candles would. The bandage glaring him the face a stark reminder of the events that recently transpired and his own actions. He truly regrets what he did it was both foolish and dangerous, something he didn't need Chanyeol or Luhan or even Sehun to tell him. He will forever be thankful Chanyeol had the grit to chase him, when he himself didn't have the balls to return and face his actions.

Baekhyun snaps out of his thoughts when he feels the throb in his backside start to sting, time for some more pain relief. As well as something that will keep him warmer then the silk kimmo he so bravely wore earlier! He also desperately needs to answer the call of nature, the remaining stickiness against his stomach and legs also needs addressing. Heat fills his cheeks as he remembers being so over stimulated he could barely move as his Mafia king wiped over his sensitive hole, his stomach, his thighs with such gentleness that is so unlike his usual powerful aura. An act that rendered him speechless, almost tearful at the cafe and attention he received.

Gently moving his Mafia Kings arm off his stomach is not as easy as he thought, but he does manage to lift it off his stomach. Silently dancing within that the man he loves doesn't wake up, just burrows deeper into his pillow. Baekhyun now turn his attention to the throbbing within and the ache to his muscles, thankful that beside him on the dresser are some items that will help. He reaches for the heat pack before wincing at the cramp that fires through his body. He never understood why Luhan mentioned that sex was the best kind of work out, now he does! His insides burn and feel like they have been rearranged from the pressure of that monster cock. His thighs ache and  constantly cramp where they had been held apart in the air, pliant, needy and ready for each delicious thrust!

Gingerly standing on two feet he has to surpress the whimpers at the overuse and pain in his body, and the fact that he's woke up way way before dawn! Shivering at the loss of the soft warm fur that was covering his nakedness, he longs to rejoin the bed but he's not comfortable sleeping naked. The heat on his cheeks intensifies, he's fully aware Chanyeol has seen him naked, and exposed in just scraps of lace and probably welcome the sight of him naked. Right now he rather be covered it's one thing to be naked during intimacy quite another to wonder round naked. Spying a black t shirt at the end of the bed he drapes the much to large material over his own petite frame, loving how the hem falls down to his thighs. How the plain but expensive black cotton cocoons him like the arms of his experienced lover drowning him in Chanyeol's heady aftershave. He wishes he could wear it all day every day, he will settle however for stealing it to hide under his pillow when Chanyeol is not looking.

Finally able to feel the effects of the heat pad on his back and the pills he swallowed, he gently moves away from the bed containing his Mafia king. Not wanting to wake him up he creeps across the floor grabbing his lace kimono and panties, and sneaks out to use his own bathroom. He truly he hopes that he will soon be able to call Chanyeol's his own, he would be lying if he said he's not already been dreaming of sinking into that sunken floor bath filled to the brim with steaming hot water!

It's takes less then 5 minutes to relieve himself in own grand bath, the white and gold marble, how ever is not a patch on the one is Chanyeol's room! Not wanting Chanyeol to wake up without him, he cleans up and grabs the two essential items from his room. His mobile, he winced at the many notifications he has, he won't need to guess who they are. The other important item he needs is his dear stuffed corgi, it's the first time he's been parted from his most treasured possession. Chanyeol will just have to accept that should he offer up his bed to him as a permanent home, this old toy will also be sharing it. The rest he will grab later, right now he just wants to be back with his man.

A blush he can feel heating his cheeks at just what they did last night, Park Chanyeol truly is a beast, but the best kind of beast one he gets to call all his own. He's fully aware of who and what Chanyeol is, but he knows under that powerful and often stoic facade is a man who just needs love. Smiling softly as he returns to the bedroom, to find his powerful man in the same position still snoring softly. Baekhyun makes a mental note to ask Yixing to check those stitches and show him how to complete any dressing changes Chanyeol made need.

That can all wait to a more acceptable hour of the day, what clearly can't wait is the intermittent buzzing of his phone. He's aware of only two nights owls that will be awake at this hour, both coincidently have shifts finishing! He tries not to roll his eyes at the dozen or so message he has from Luhan, but does feel sheepish as he never told the couple he was leaving!

The absence of your good self at home buttercup, I hope means you have gone home with Mr Tall Dark and Handsome!

Hi Lulu, yes I have come home, Chanyeol and I have worked everything out! Thank you for hosting me the past few days.

Baekhyun takes a seat on the plus velour Prussian blue and gold armchair that sits in front of the floor to ceiling windo, not at all surprised that his phone vibrates only a moment later.

Our pleasure, it's clear to see that you truly wanted to be there but your emotions got the better of you. Now tell me what I really want to know!

Luhan I'm not going to tell you that!

So you did have sex, it's the first Friday of the month why not give Chanyeol the suspense of his life and get up on a pole!

Go and catch up your beauty sleep Lulu!

I'm going to get the juicy details one way or the other buttercup!

Baekhyun goes to respond, but a strange flashing light catches his eyes. Putting his phone down on the coffee table? He glances across to the bed, a strange sensation pulling at his stomach as he watches the chest of his glorious man rise and fall with each breath he takes! He isn't surprised that he can feel butterflies in his stomach at the gorgeous image Chanyeol makes. That always swept up platinum undercut, falling in disarray over his face, that god like body barely covered by the navy silk and grey fur covers! Baekhyun blushes when he spies the outline of Chanyeol's manhood, blushing harder when he remembers the scent of it. How the weight and texture felt against his tongue and the essence that he struggled to swallow all of it so uniquely Chanyeol he longs to taste it again.

He goes to move towards the bed and re-enact his first experience of giving head, something he's proud to give only to the man blissfully sleeping. Yet stops in his tracts when that odd flash of light appears again, accept this time it looks like it's bounces off the wall above the bed! He may not be fully aware of all the going's on at the manor at the moment but this strange almost spherical rainbow coloured almost telescopic light is not right. Heading across the room he picks up his phone and heads to the windows where he first saw it! Not liking the prickling sensation that settles into his skin, or the feeling of dread lining his stomach.

He takes the last steps towards the window, fighting against his instincts to stay away. Peering out of the window all he sees at first is the dark of the night, as his vison adjusts he can see the outline of the garden path. Lifting his gaze he can see the tops of the trees swaying in the breeze, that's when he feels his body lock and stiffen. There in the tree line he can see an outline of some sort of object, it's not the object that has his heart palpitating it's what he clearly can see standing beside it!

Every part of his body seems to shut down when he realises it's a person standing beside some kind of telescope. The shape and height of the shadow familiar, but what truly terrifies him is the clear obscene motions of someone giving themselves pleasure as they stare right where he is standing! Standing in nothing but a t-shirt, leaving him feeling more exposed then when he was laid on the bed with his legs in the air. His eyes widen as the nausea builds in his oesophagus, this shadow can only be one person. Only one person has ever made the panic flow through his body like poison, his body and mind rapidly descending into panic. All he can do as the feeling of being trapped takes over, is scream.

To be continued....