Culture Things [M]
Genre: Dystopian, AU, SMUT, non-idol, angst, fluff
Pairing: NCT x OC
Warnings: Oral sex, bodily fluids, rough sex, multiple partners, unprotected sex, dirty talk, voyeurism, threesomes, thigh riding, spitting (don’t ask), fingering, anal
Word count: 3.07k
Summary: Zennie’s dreams of entering the walls are finally coming true. But she is about to also inherit a group of men who all have one common goal in mind.
A/N: Oh oh oh! I enjoyed writing this update because we get to see more of Zennie’s personality as she starts to grow more comfortable inside the walls~ I have actually told myself that I would try my best to update this story in a timely manner because it’s just such a good one. I love being able to incorporate all of the neos into one story because I feel like the number of members in the group, gives us so much more to work with. I am going through a transitional period in life rn but in the best way possible. It is has been nothing but great news since I started the journey. I am all set to have a hot girl summer and I hope everyone can also enjoy themselves this upcoming season <3 I appreciate all of you for reading and please leave feedback or just say hi. I love hearing from you~
2.
Zennie laid in her bed, eyes glued to the white smooth ceiling. She’d spent way more time with the Neos than she had planned. She couldn’t stop thinking about all that had happened. All the Neos she had met. Shotaro. Xiaojun. Jaemin. Haechan. Jeno. Yangyang. And so many more.
But it was Sungchan that grabbed her attention. He was the Neo that walked her back to her dorm. He was…Well to say he was fine would be an understatement. Zennie giggled at the thought of him. He was tall. He was stylish. He had the sweetest smile and his eye contact was enough to make her swoon.
Jungwoo was extremely drunk and Sungchan had offered to walk Zennie home. The Neos were extremely adamant about her not walking back on her own.
“No, Zennie, please. Let someone walk you home. Taeyong would severely punish us, if we let you out of here by yourself.” Jaehyun had said when she initially refused an escort.
“By punishment, he means we won’t get hotpot for a week.” Sungchan had chimed in with a wink. “C’mon, I’ll take you home.” He put an arm out and Zennie gently grabbed it. She noticed numerous sets of eyes on her but decided to ignore it. Sungchan had just offered to take her home. She couldn’t bring herself to care.
Zennie giggled out loud as she laid and thought about how charming this particular Neo was. Everything about him was just so alluring.
“You’re really pretty, you know.” Sungchan said as soon as they were outside. He looked at the ground and bit his lip. A bit embarrassed by his early confession.
Zennie looked at him with wide eyes and really took in his features. She didn’t see it at first but he looked a bit like a deer in headlights. His eyes were just so unique. His hair was a light brown and his skin was extremely smooth. Not a blemish in sight. Catching Zennie staring from his peripheral, he turned to look at her.
“Sorry.” He said, worried things would get awkward because Zennie didn’t answer. “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”
“Oh, no. Please don’t apologize. I’m sorry. Thank you. I think you’re really cute, too.” Zennie said.
“You do?” Sungchan asked with a smile. They continued to walk, slightly closer to each other this time.
“Yeah. Thanks for offering to walk me home.” Zennie replied.
“Oh, please don’t mention it. I consider it my duty. Please feel free to call me if you ever need an escort” Sungchan had finally said as soon as they reached her dorm. Zennie motioned for him to join her inside so he followed.
“I–uh. Well..” Zennie started. “I haven’t set up my communication devices.”
Sungchan raised his eyebrows at Zennie’s statement. “They should’ve been set up before you started roaming and exploring.” He looked confused but then his face automatically lit up. “Do you need help?”
Zennie couldn’t figure out whether he was joking or not. “Are you really going to help me?”
“If you want me to, I can.” Sungchan said softly.
“Please!!! It is so hard. This technology is like from 50 years into the future! How the hell am I supposed to know how to work a hologram?!” Zennie started to go on about the difficulties she experienced during her first 12 hours because she couldn’t escape technology.
“My door opening on its own because the peephole can scan my eye from over 3 feet away?!” She added. “I let it go this morning because everyone else around me was normal about it but c’mon. That’s insane. People off this site won’t see technology like this for decades!”
Sungchan smiled and sat on the stool by the island. “You haven’t read your handbook, have you?”
Zennie stopped talking and shook her head.
“I can tell. Please read it- all of it, first thing tomorrow morning.” And with that, he stood up and tapped the white lamp on the island and it turned green. “Initiate activation for Zennie Pearl 2020.” He said out loud.
Zennie jolted when the lamp responded. “Activation has commenced.” She looked at Sungchan for a few seconds and then the lamp talked again. “Activation complete. Please test your devices, Zennie.”
“It calls me by my name.” Zennie said while digging in her backpack to look for the 2 “cellphones” all rookies were given. One was a cellphone. Very slick, touchscreen, and solar charging. The other was nothing but a mere earbud.
“Of course it calls you by your name. This is your home. And by the way. It is a she. And her name is Czennie.” Sungchan said. “Please call her by her name. She is very sensitive and you don’t want a tantrum.”
“Czennie?! Our names kinda sound the same.” Zennie said, surprised at the similarities. She’d never met anyone with her name, let alone even anything that sounded remotely similar.
Sungchan gave a warm smile and stepped closer to Zennie. “Let’s make sure everything is working correctly.”
“Oh, right!” Zennie pulled everything out of the backpack. She turned on the phone and looked at Sungchan, her eyes communicating her confusion. Sungchan understood and pulled out his phone. It lit up once in front of his face and he said “2020”. Suddenly, Zennie’s phone rang. She gasped when a picture of Sungchan popped up on her screen. Then she picked up one of the earbuds and put it in her ear. There was a click and when Sungchan said “Hello” into his phone, she heard it in her ear.
“But how? We’ve never exchanged any of this information.” Zennie had so many questions and was having a hard time accepting what she was witnessing.
“Zennie.” Sungchan put his hands on both of Zennie’s shoulders. “Read the handbook.”
Zennie let out a nervous chuckle and nodded. “You’re right! I’m so embarrassed by how unprepared I am.”
“It’s okay. Just do it as soon as possible. All of your questions will be answered.” He squeezed her shoulders. “ I have to get back. But I hope to see you around soon.” Sungchan gave a warm smile and finally let go.
Zennie shifted from side to side a bit, not too thrilled at the thought of Sungchan leaving. “You’re leaving already?” She asked.
Sungchan bit his lip and looked at his feet. He then looked up and made eye contact with Zennie. “Do you want me to stay?” He asked in a low voice. Zennie felt electricity flow through her body.
“I- I mean. I’d like it if- if you stayed a bit longer.” Zennie stammered.
Sungchan looked at Zennie and then sighed before looking away. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have been so flirty earlier. I don’t want to give you the wrong idea. I really can’t stay with you.” Sungchan said in a very apologetic tone. He had left shortly after.
-
Now she laid in bed, thinking about her short time spent with the tall and attractive Neo. Well….they were all attractive. She didn’t understand it. She’d also noticed she was the only woman in the entire room when she had met them.
Zennie gasped and put a hand over her mouth. Were they gay? She sat up. A few of them had to be. But Sungchan. Zennie hoped he at least played for her team, too.. Her and Sungchan with one or more other Neos didn’t sound bad at all actually…
Zennie shook her head rapidly to get her mind to focus on what was important. “The handbook.” She said to herself.
-
Half an hour later, she was at the dining table with the handbook. It seemed to be the most important book she would ever own.
The first chapter was about identity and tracking. Then the book continued with Neo Culture Technology philosophy, ground rules, help desk hours, and so much more. The book had everything. Sungchan was right. It answered every single one of her questions.
She grew more fascinated as she turned the pages. There was so much that she didn’t know.
A few of the things she learned were that:
1. The dorms were tied to everything. Instead of giving a phone number or address, people just gave out the number on the front door of their dorm. Phone calls outside of the walls were regular with the slight difference that Czennie couldn’t do it. It’d have to manually be done from the sleek phone.
2. There were no doctors. The “lamp” in everyone’s dorm was indeed an AI model that was everywhere inside the walls. Her name was Czennie and as far as Zennie was concerned, there wasn’t anything she couldn’t do. She could do surgeries and perform check-ups all on her own. There were nurses around but they were actually only present for newborns. The rest of the time, they worked to make sure Czennie was properly functioning.They were also extremely respected inside the walls.
3. Unity seemed to be the common theme. Without it, the entire system would collapse.
4. No jails. People who compromised the safety of the community or the system were to be simply kicked out. Never to return. Zennie took note that this had only happened twice in the history of Neo Culture.
Zennie sat back in her chair once she’d finished reading. She absolutely should’ve read the handbook before she arrived.
“Incoming call from Sungchan.” Czennie said as the lamp blinked a bright green. According to her handbook, that color meant the call was coming from a Neo. Everyone else was pink.
“Answer.” Zennie responded, a bit embarrassed at her excitement. She was still excited that Sungchan was interested, despite his refusal to act on it.
“Good Morning.” Sungchan’s voice snaked around the entire room.
I need to change those settings. Zennie thought to herself.
“Good morning.” Zennie responded, feeling as though she were in a different world. The amount of advanced technology surrounding her was indeed overwhelming.
“I wanted to talk to you about last night..” Sungchan started. “I- uh. I want you to understand why I decided against staying with you when you asked.”
“Please do.” Zennie said in a soft voice.
“So you see, all of the Neos. We have rules.” Sungchan started.
“I know. I read it in the handbook.” Zennie said matter of factly.
“No.” Sungchan gave a chuckle on the other end. Zennie bit her fist, thankful it was a regular call and not video. “We have rules that aren’t known to non-Neos.”
“You guys are such a clique.” Zennie said with a snort. “So let’s hear it.” She added on.
“I can’t tell you all of them but I can tell you one. I can’t fuck you.”
Zennie’s jaw dropped. She didn’t think Sungchan had that word in his vocabulary. Furthermore, she didn’t think any Neo did.
“Zennie?” Sungchan said. “Are you still there?”
“Yes! I am sorry, I zoned out for a second.” Zennie said a bit jolted.
“I’ve heard it’s your signature.” Sungchan said with a hint of amusement in his tone.
“Ha ha ha. So funny.” Zennie said. “So you guys took a vow to celibacy or what?”
“Oh no. I couldn’t survive without sex. I just can’t do it with you…” Sungchan trailed off.
Zennie sat in silence for a few seconds before speaking. “Why?” She said, feeling a bit uneasy. What kind of reason could they possibly have for such a weird rule? All of the Neos abstaining from sex made more sense than excluding only one person.
“I- I can’t tell you.” Sungchan replied softly.
Alright then. Zennie thought to herself.
“Okay, it’s fine.” Zennie heard herself say. “Can you at least hang out with me? I don’t have any friends..”
Sungchan made a sound indicating his surprise. “Zennie! I- I’m so sorry. I want you to see me as your friend. Of course we can hang out. Actually, can we talk in person?” He asked in a concerned tone.
Zennie became confused but she figured she'd get him to change his mind with some… encouragement.
“Of course! Can you come over?” She asked him. Testing to see if he would fall for it.
Sungchan was silent for a moment. “Yes. I can come over.”
Success.
“Okay. So I’ll see you in a little bit?” Zennie asked, trying her best to be normal.
“Yeah I’ll be over in about thirty minutes.” Sungchan said and Zennie immediately stood to walk over to the shower. Arguably the best room in the entire dorm.
“Okay, see ya! Bye!” And with that, Czennie ended the call for Zennie.
Zennie looked in the mirror and touched her hair. “You did well but I want you up tonight” She said as she undressed and put on a shower cap so she wouldn’t have to spend extra time drying her hair.
The shower was a long one and Zennie made sure to use her favorite body wash. Once she was out and fully moisturized, she combed out her hair and pulled all of it into a poofy ball at the top of her head. She then grabbed her old toothbrush and dipped in some gel and swooped her baby hairs on both sides of her hairline.
“You have a visitor, Zennie.” Czennie said as soon as Zennie finished her hair. “It is Sungchan. His heart rate is accelerated. It appears this may be an urgent meeting.”
Zennie stifled her laughter. “Let him in.” She told Czennie, fully aware that she was still in a towel.
She heard the door slide open and heard Sungchan call out for her.
Zennie walked to the living room and Sungchan scoffed and turned his head to the side as soon as he saw her. His arms folding together and his tongue poking through his cheek. He finally smirked and took a seat on the couch.
“Oh, Zennie..” He started. “Please put on some clothes. I came so we could talk.”
“But we can still talk.” Zennie said, choosing to continue her game. She sat right next to Sungchan and placed her hands on her thighs.
“Zennie.” Sungchan sighed. “Please.”
“Czennie already told me you were nervous, by the way.” Zennie said. “Is it because you believe you lack self control and there is a chance you might potentially break a very important rule?”
“I really can’t focus with you this close to me. Looking the way that you do. Smelling the way that you do...” Sungchan stood up and moved away from Zennie.
Zennie looked at him and sighed. She got up and went to her room. She threw on some sweats and an oversized t-shirt and went back to the living room.
“Are you happy now?” She asked Sungchan, doing a twirl to show off her outfit.
Sungchan smiled and sat on the couch. He patted the spot next to him, summoning Zennie to join him. She simply sighed and sat next to him.
“I know you have questions and I know you’re probably a bit upset.” Sungchan said, his big eyes gleaming against the sunlight. “But please just listen to what I say and be obedient?”
“Sungchan.” Zennie looked at him. “I need you to give me a chance. The rule is unfair and I don’t care about the reason behind it.”
Sungchan was obviously a well mannered and obedient Neo. He was also on the younger side. A hint of shyness surrounded most of his statements and he was very soft spoken. Zennie sensed this during their walk the previous night. He just wasn’t the type to cause any trouble. The conversation was hard for him, because he was not a rule-breaker.
But Zennie was. She believed some rules were unfair and caused more harm than good. Some rules were just meant to be broken.
“If the rule didn’t exist, would you date me?” She asked Sungchan as she rested her cheek on her palm.
“Are you serious?” He looked at her and scoffed.
“Answer the question.” Zennie squinted her eyes.
Sungchan’s face softened more than Zennie thought was physically possible and he said “Yes” with absolute confidence.
“Let’s date in secret.” Zennie suggested with a mischievous smile.
Sungchan gave a hearty laugh and started clapping his hands as if Zennie had just told the joke of the century.
“Taeyong would rip me a new one.” He said, wiping a tear from his eye.
“Zennie, trust me. You do not want to get involved with any of us. Although we are Neos… We can be a bit..unstable.”
“I don’t like it when people make decisions for me. That should be something that I should decide..” Zennie crossed her arms and laid back on the couch.
“I know how hard it must be for you. But you should allow yourself some more time here before you try to…satisfy your appetite.” Sungchan said stern but still sweet.
Zennie shook her head but accepted defeat. For the day. “Okay. I’ll heed your request, Mr. Bambi.”
Sungchan’s eyes widened. “Bambi?!”
“Yes, you look like a deer. Don’t tell me you’ve never heard that before.” Zennie said, more shocked than he was.
“Okay, while I appreciate the nickname, I don’t need the other Neos getting any ideas.” Sungchan chuckled. “I have to go now.”
Zennie looked at him and pouted. “But I want you to stay with me.”
Sungchan’s eyebrows raised as he made a sympathetic face and he cooed at Zennie. “I know you do and so do I. But I can’t. Go out today and meet more people from the community. But don’t be late for your first day of schedules.”
And with that, he stood up and Zennie just watched in awe as his seemingly endless legs came into view.
“Okay, bye.” She said, not caring that she sounded bratty.
Once at the door, Sungchan looked back at Zennie and sighed. “Hope to see you soon.” He said and then he walked off and continued his day.
Zennie went to her room and unlocked her sleek phone and started a video log. Apparently they were extremely popular. Everyone kept track of their days and emotions with video logs and had the option of confiding in Czennie, as well.
“I have a crush on a Neo but he won’t date me.” She said as she lay in bed and the camera recorded her.
“Welcome to the club.” Czennie replied.
Oh, bitch. Zennie thought to herself. Even the damn AI was obsessed with the Neos?!
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ETALOC Children
Pairing: Wayv WinWin (Dong Sicheng) x Reader (Y/N)
About: Somehow idiots to lovers in the DYVLONY universe
Word count: somewhat 8k
Warnings: Descriptions of murder, smutty sex scene with not that much filth, slight yandere tendencies on Sicheng’s side, 18+ would be advised, read at your own risk.
This is a work of fiction, and has nothing to do with people in real life.
Also, Wayv new video gave me feels...
*10043567901; 1102033149001, Planet DYVLONY*
Dong Sicheng hated everyone, more so when the festive season would arrive. He disliked everything and told that with no shame. Since humans arrived on DYVLONY, Sicheng had been working on nanotechnology, for a reason.. and one reason only.
If humans come to his planet to cause harm- with the help of his tech, un-arm humans of any powers they might have and to make sure, none of them would even think about fighting against DYVLONY force.
Sicheng’s hate grew into something more menacing. Slowly, painfully, his hate harmed his soul so deep, that all he wanted was to have a human himself, so he could plant a microchip, and see if it works. Turning around he places the chip onto the data overwriting plate. Excellent. To make someone obedient, to make them with the qualities YOU need to lose one’s own self and become someone who you are not. The qualities would include… the qualities of a robot, maybe housewife, maybe to cook and clean, maybe to be a lover… Easy tasks like- do not talk back, do as you are told, don’t speak unless spoken to etc.
Someone who would have this type of tech planted in their bodies would be soulless/mindless only following orders of their master. Sicheng’s perfect dream.
-I am shutting it down, - detective Ten said to his longtime friend. – I am sure humans are harmless, we will however, send them into families and members of the high society club, for them to be safe on our planet, to make sure they fit in in no time, make them part of us.
-What about the threat they propose?
-What are you on about? - Ten shook his head, it was getting harder and harder to convince Sicheng, - where have you gotten this information from? Has anyone told you this? They are not a threat, WinWin, they are only women, and I intend to keep them safe.
Sicheng shut his mouth. His source was someone from High court; he had to keep his gob shut. Technically he could get anyone on his side, money speaks actions more than words, and WinWin Enterprises could afford any fool they wanted.
Sicheng was a genius, his mind set skills were terrifying, and he supposed that’s one of the reasons, why people leave him. They are scared.
-I am sorry, Ten, but I don’t trust them…
Later on, he sat in a chair, looking at his computer screen. Photos of females from a different planet they called Earth, ugly, make up running down their faces, disheveled hair and clothes. Humans? Who would want these creatures? On the table was a folder that consisted of photos of all the humans that are now roaming this world. He was sure, he’ll get one, soon, very soon.
*
-Trust, - pastor Kun started his Sunday mass, - the one thing we can and cannot live without. To trust someone is to believe, to feel safe, to feel welcomed… to feel loved. I am coming today to you with a simple question. Why don’t we trust people?
Sicheng sat down in the corner further away from everyone. Trust, eh? Ridiculous. Looking around the church he noticed Ten and his partner, heck, even pastor Kun had his girl, well, his woman, in the front row. Magistrate Xiao and Anna were there too. Sicheng felt a pang in his chest, for some reason he felt it is wrong to be together with someone who is a different race, yet he knew that detective Ten is a half-breed. They were friends. They are friends.
-Trust is developed between two…. Or more people and it starts with sharing. Talking about your concerns, talking about the things that make you- who you are. A lot of times we don’t need to share a speech between us to know we trust each other. Even the smallest glance shared between us could be a sign of trust.
Sicheng would not know such a thing. Cooped up in his anger about people, how they can misguide you and hurt you, it far easier with machines that only serve a purpose of doing what they are told. Technology at its finest, people can never beat that.
WinWin’s mind went back to the first day, he found out about the alien ship crash on the GYPE beach. At that exact time, him and his team were working on a tech, to help “tame” the criminals on his planet. If, in case, the government would not approve, there is always the dark market.
Human or DYVLONY, once planted, the chip could work on anyone. He knew the dark market would have much use to it, if he would sell, the money he would make, probably could make more than his entire company in a year. There are greedy buyers who would use this for their own good, and there are buyers/criminals who would waste it on someone they just want to control “for fun”.
-What we must understand is that we build trust the same way we build a home, start a family. The basics that serve as a beginning for every friendship. The foundation to our whole existence. Let’s not be scared of each other and put our hearts into making things better, let’s …
For some unknown reason, Sicheng seemed to sink further back in his seat, his memories coming back of everything he had done to be where he is now. Like his “father” once said “Be someone who they trust, be smart, be indestructible”.
- With that I finish today’s mass, thank you all for coming, - pastor Kun woke Sicheng up from his daydream, and he quietly disappeared through the door, before being noticed.
*
Dong Sicheng was walking through the door, a single microchip in his briefcase labeled “WinWin Enterprises”. He is going to do business with the high court for a situation, in case things go south, or any of DYVLONY or humans, deserve a severe punishment, to serve justice.
In the middle of the floor, where the tiles and symbol of the court “HIGH COURT – FREEDOM&RIGHTEOUSNESS” stood proud, for some reason was happening something that Sicheng couldn’t believe.
One of the “owners” of humans, was going down fast in what looked like a seizure. When others surrounded the place, Sicheng made eye contact with someone. He looked in front and for the first time, he didn’t care about the races or ethnicity of people, he looked in front and noticed YOU. Your body shaking, tear stained puffy cheeks, Sicheng could have sworn, he’s not seen anything so horrid in a while. Sadness really does ruin someone’s looks. Absolutely despicable.
-Call the ambulance!!! – Xiao shouted.
Here he was, the man of the hour. Magistrate Xiao was there to save the day. He was the front man of DYVLONY’s human help team, he was the main person to speak to, but when WinWin had wanted to have a human, to “give home to”, Xiao had politely declined.
Little did Xiao knew, that in the span of five minutes, he won’t have a choice… but to ask Sicheng for help.
The human looked terrific. Now she was sobbing into Xiao’s chest, and Sicheng was dying on the inside. He didn’t believe, that he would ever let someone cry on his chest/shoulders like that. It was not something he would allow. But also, maybe he himself was a bit scared of not knowing what to do in a situation when someone cries, and maybe he wasn’t that hateful after all.
Xiao Dejun looked around, when Mrs. YLPO was taken away, he had to think of a solution now, of what to do with the human girl in his arms, and for some reason his eyes found WinWin’s.
“I have no choice,” Xiao thought to himself, “but I cannot tell Ten about this.”
Xiao moved your body together with his in Sicheng’s direction.
-WinWin, - Xiao greeted, extending his hand.
-Dejun, - Sicheng accepted the hand shake.
You looked up, trying to dry your tears with the back of your hands, rubbing your nose and snorting back a bugger, that was about to drip. Sicheng held it in. His face was about to give away the disgust that he felt by looking at you.
“Control yourself, “his fingernails dig in his palms, while the briefcase felt like burning his skin. He came to do business, but he might be in for something entirely different. Sicheng was ready.
-I, - Xiao started, - I must ask you this… I mean, if you would, like, I could too, but I don’t have… anyways; do you have a spare bedroom to accommodate this young lady?
Sicheng was not ready.
Briefcase burned even more, the gold letters “WinWin Enterprises” shone through the building, as if the light chose this exact moment to warn him, or on the contrary- congratulate him of his dream come true.
-You know I’m not good with strangers, - WinWin stated.
-I have known you for a long time, WinWin, you are trustworthy.
Here we go, the word “trust” shows up again. But do we know each other, really? Sicheng masked a frown.
-I suppose I could let her to live with me…
Only then you realized what was happening. Mrs. YLPO was in hospital, and by the looks of it, she’ll be there for longer time, so you are going to live with someone else. Not only it was scary as it is, living on a different planet, trying to have a life here, it was all thanks to Mrs. YLPO that you were able to feel human again.
-Only till Mrs. YLPO is back on her feet, she had a heart attack by the looks of it, could be a few weeks, if that…, - Xiaojun assumed, - she will need clothing, sanitary items, if you want me to get those, I will leave you both to introduce yourselves and have a chat, if you are ok with that?
You and Sicheng nodded simultaneously.
Xiao was fast to get his wallet and be on his way to do some shopping. You on the other hand were not the fastest person to open up to anyone, so you just tried to look everywhere else and not Sicheng. How is he so hot? You tried to get the thought out of your head.
-So, - you took a long pause, - what do you do for a living?
He flashed his briefcase at you.
-I own this, - he pointed to the name.
-Ahhh, - you exhaled, - a briefcase?
You stiffed a laugh, barely containing the sound, that still managed to escape and sounded like cackle, but Sicheng just stared at you, cocking an eyebrow. “Stupid” was the word he was looking for.
-So this company, what do you do?
-Technology, - he simply responded.
“Very talkative,” you thought, mentally slapping yourself, “how do I survive with him two weeks?”
-What do you do? – Sicheng asked, and judging by the look you’ve given him, he somehow forgot that you were not from around here.
-I was actually doing some studying, Mrs. YLPO helped me to get on track with the new language, I mean the translating chip works brilliant, but I thought it would be great to find out more about DYVLONY, you guys are so much in advance as we are back on the Earth. Also, I heard that the great XYLO war changed the course of how you guys are living now, it’s amazing! I mean not in a way, that it was war, but the way your world grew better. There are so many unanswered questions about ETALOC, there is so much to learn… – then you realized, that he probably didn’t want to hear you ramble about their own history, and you shut your lips.
At that moment Sicheng bit his lip. Smart girl, smart indeed. He would have never guessed that someone will be interested in his past. ETALOC was one of his reasons for being the way he was.
Xiao Dejun was rushing inside the department, carrying a bunch of bags on his arms, his brows furrowed together, and a slight sweat bead on his forehead. He placed the bags on the floor.
-I hope I got you everything, but in case I missed something, you can ask Sicheng here, - he pointed to WinWin, - he has enough money to buy half of the DYVLONY if he wanted to…
WinWin stared at Xiao. How could he be so… so… rude? Pointing things out to some random human? Yes, its’ true, he could probably buy the whole planet if we are being realistic, but it is still rude.
The briefcase was cold now, Sicheng didn’t feel the hotness of it anymore, he just had one thought in his head, and it wasn’t a good one. . For what it’s worth, it was connected to a certain human and a microchip.
“Don’t do this”, his friend’s words rang in his head.
*
Of course.
Of course Dong Sicheng rode a car that would be equal to Bugatti La Voiture Noire; this one though, didn’t have a gearstick and didn’t seem to have a steering wheel either. Once you sat down in the seat, it customized itself for your body only. You looked confused trying to locate something similar to a seat belt, a hot breath next to your ear stopped you for a second.
Turning your head you were greeted by WinWin’s face mere inches from yours, while he reached in the polyester part of the chair, pressing a button that manifested a seat belt on you, from thin air.
-How on …. – you couldn’t formulate a sentence.
-Technology, - Sicheng replied.
Putting his hand on the dash board, the car started to come to life, the low rumble resonating throughout the car park. A slight blue line appeared, and then you noticed that this vehicle does have a steering wheel, but it was not completely visible. WinWin put on a pair of black gloves.
-In case of electric failure, I won’t get hit, - he explained seeing your curiosity, - and these are rubber gloves.
You could only nod. Once the vehicle started to move, you paid no attention to what Sicheng was doing, instead focusing on the world behind the glass. High rise buildings, DYVLONY was beautiful. Something you considered Earth to be too. Behind the rotten population, there were also big dreams and great efforts, there was success, and there was corruption, what rise will have to fall. Out of all the things that you missed from our world, it was the simple walking through the woods and fields that you missed the most, the simple breeze of air, the freshness and the happiness that came with it.
Much to your discomfort, the woods also brought back unwanted memories. The way you ran out of the woods, after discovering a dead body, the way a killer marked you to be the next one of his victims. How you escaped while seeing someone else’s life being taken away. A killer that was never caught.
-You were never the one I wanted, - he had said while tying you up. – but your friend…. Ah, why did she always had to bring you with her…
He had killed your friend while cutting in her skin, slow, various shape carvings, to make her more “beautiful”. You had told the police you found the body on your walking path, but it was already the following day after escaping the maniac that was still roaming the streets.
On the unlucky night of being taken to a different planet, it was actually your first day in a big city. After your friends’ death, you couldn’t bear lying to hers and your family, even more so, the dread of getting in the arms of the killer again was there, so you chose the safest option- “moving” away.
Running away, that’s what it’s called.
Your apartment complex on the cheap side was enough for you, and suddenly you were taken aback by the fact that you were alone in a place where no one knows you. What to do in a situation like this? Get drunk, of course. Not knowing where a decent bar was to get a drink, you followed some students in the club and hit the dance floor. Feeling slightly tipsy you flirted with the nice bartender in exchange for a 30% discount of a cocktail, but instead you bargained your life on Earth for a trip that you weren’t ready for.
Here you were, many light years ahead, on another planet, vulnerable and scared of everything new, tired of the constant feelings of something new all the time. Your guardian… is now Sicheng, whoever he might be. Oh right, the CEO. Looks like one, acts like one, but behind every successful man, there is also a sad back story, or after escaping one on your Earth, he might be a serial killer. He has a potential of one anyways. Surely there is something from his past, that changed him in the future, and is yet to be found out by you.
You saw how he looked at you, behind his words were his intonation, and behind that were also sharpness and hurt.
Stranger.
That’s who he is to you, and you to him.
-Let me tell you a little story, - he bit his tongue before starting, once your attention was on him, - that “briefcase” contains a microchip. Not the type you’ve got planted in on your arrival, but a different kind. To be specific, a type that I will use on you, once we get back to my place.
Your heart was racing. Was he serious? What is he talking about?
-What… do you mean? – you stutter a little bit.
Sicheng smiles while looking out of the window again, taking a turn at the roundabout. You felt the tightness approaching slowly, making you feel dizzy. The smile of a serial killer. You’ve seen that before, you know exactly what it looks like.
-It’s… I cannot… - you were gaping for water like a fish out of the water. Holding onto your seatbelt, you tried to steady your breathing, but his words rung in your ears “I will use it on you”. – please… please let me out… I won’t tell anyone, I swear… I won’t …. Please…
You started to beg for him to stop the car, let you out, let you run away while you still get the chance, but he would not have it.
-No, - he simply said, but in your ears it sounded like a “NO”, the type of no, that will tie you in a basement. You were scared, now more than ever. Of course he had a back story, the hate on his face while talking to you, of course he had some issue.
-What will you do…? – once a little steadier with your breathing, you managed to ask him.
Your memories came rushing back at you, the dark past you tried to conceal, but of course that faith had a different plan, it had to remind you of it as soon as she got a chance. Focusing on the road ahead, you heartbeat got slower, the colors of buildings, the numbers on the road, it helped you get out of the dark hole of your sub consciousness.
-Aren’t you tempted to find out? – He slowly whispered. You nodded frantically. A tear escaped the corner of your eyes.
“It was never my plan to get you”.
Once the car stopped, you were thrust in the reality, now that you’ve reached his house, this might be it. The seatbelt disappeared, but you had no idea how to get out of the vehicle. Running away didn’t look like an option now.
Sicheng walked on the other side and opened the door for you.
-I don’t want to get out, - you simply said while looking at your feet.
Sicheng laughed.
-You got in my car on your own, so why not come now?
-Because of what you said… - you pouted. Taking you by your arm, Sicheng held strongly on it, pulling you up, and dragging you with him closer to his home. Now the house did not look like a house for a killer. It was built more like a cottage, having only two levels, simple red brick building.
Pushing you inside and shutting the door behind with a loud click, Sicheng let go of you. The first thing you actually noticed was the windows. Yes, there were windows that you saw from the outside, but on the inside they looked like tv screens, live looking images of woods and the nature hunting you.
-Why did you agree to take me in? – You whispered.
-For selfish reasons. You see, detective Ten didn’t let me have any of you, because of what I was about to do. When all you “aliens” first came to this planet, I was asked to make a chip for a purpose that would allow you to speak and understand our language. At first, of course we didn’t know who you were, maybe you had been sent here to start a war, so my company and I made a chip, equal to the one you have now, but this would make you harmless, if you’d actually turned out to be trained soldiers. I offered, and the court turned me down, since you were nothing but helpless women sent for prostitution. Today actually, I was about to do it again, maybe not exactly for you “alien’s”, but for the future.
-So you assumed something even before knowing who we are? – You simply asked.
Why did it surprise you so? People assume things of others before they open their mouths to speak, they look at you and they assume… assume you are rich or you are poor, think you are asshole before even knowing you are the nicest person on the world.
-How human of you to say that… we all have our reasons, - WinWin sighed.
-What reasons? – You pushed forward. – Feel free to explain, go ahead, and tell me why you think you know people so well….?
-Because they FAIL YOU, - he snapped. – they FAIL you, and the next thing you know, you are by yourself, all alone, with no one around you, left in the darkness. All alone. And then they have you, and then they fail you again and again, and AGAIN.
Damn it.
His words wear a painful expression on his face, the hurt written in his eyes, you step forward.
-I’m sorry to… - you try to apologize, but Sicheng stops you by grabbing your arm again.
-Shut that mouth of yours, - he snaps, - before I do something I regret.
Slamming his briefcase down on the nearby chair, Sicheng stormed out of the room.
*
Yeah, he was right. Humans fail you, but there are certain people who are meant to come into your life, and then there are people who stay with you, and also the ones who are meant to be with you for a short while only.
The same failure you felt, after your friend got murdered, he must have felt it more than once to say it like that. It’s not even failure, it’s shame. It’s disappointment, that you couldn’t do more- could you do more? Thinking back to that day in the woods, you had no choice.
Sicheng had left you alone at that spot. His briefcase long forgotten, and your mind started to wander.
What if there is no microchip?
Does he have another one?
Running to the case, you tried to pry it open. Two clicks and the chip was in your hands.
-What do you think you’re doing? – it was Sicheng.
-You can’t hurt me, - you said and turned to face him, - I will make sure you cannot!
And then you did the unimaginable. Taking the chip with two of your fingers, you put it in your mouth and swallowed it. It was a rough and dry thing to try to eat, but there you were.
-What!!!- Sicheng ran to you when it was already too late.
You actually felt the microchip sliding down, trying not to be sick. Not being bigger than a small button, it was still hard thing to do.
-Stupid girl! – he was shouting now, and you pointed your tongue at him.
Next moment you don’t fully register as you are thrown over his lap, his hands swatting at your bottom cheeks. WinWin was fuming.
-Who do you think you are? – he hit your bottom again, - you could have hurt yourself like that, you brat!
And then he shut it.
What?
What?
Dong Sicheng had never cared for anybody. He cared for career, for money, for his safety. To put someone first- what is that? He had never felt anything like it. Yeah, he was upset, that you destroyed the chip, but it’s not like he cannot make another one, or use the one he had stored away in his safe.
Stopping in his actions, he help you stand and excused himself for having such a behavior.
-I will show you to your room, - he simply stated, asking you to follow him.
“So, he’s not a serial killer,” you thought, but you weren’t sure what will happen now, what had happened to him? Are you ready to find that out?
*Brothel warehouse shortly after alien arrival on DYVLONY*
The attraction was there. It always had been, as much as Sicheng tried to push it away, in the furthest corners of his mind, after seeing the first photos of all aliens, he couldn’t help but understand that he was only a man, who had needs like everybody else. The brain of his worked in a different location in his body. Having a hard on before registering that these aliens might be dangerous, he’s protective “firewall” made him realize, work first, pleasure later.
That’s how he found himself in the most popular brothel there was. Sitting on the podium in the back, where the private booths were, his hand was holding a makeshift ponytail of a DYVLONY woman, who was worshipping his cock at the very moment. Sucking on his balls, her fingers wandered around the tight rim of his ass. Sicheng pulled on her hair, until she looked up.
-No, no, - he warned, - I want to be inside you first, and then maybe we can play a little…
The woman nodded her head in submission and moved over to Sichengs’ lap. Slowly grinding down onto his dick, she gathered the slick from the nether lips to make the sliding more comfortable. Sicheng held onto her hip, but didn’t do anything to help her sink down onto his length. She moaned out when Sicheng was snug inside her tight walls. Grinding in slow rhythm, DYVLONY woman repeated the moves, around and around, slightly up and down, until WinWin hit her cervix with sharp thrust upwards.
-Argh, - she moaned out, and Sicheng looked down to the makeshift stage on the end of the podium where the curtains started to move for the next show. Delivering another sharp thrust, he smacked her ass, with the sound echoing through the cubicle.
-Gentlemen, - the hostess started the act, - we have a little surprise for you this evening. We might have a gift with us tonight that we had encountered a little bit earlier.
The curtain dropped down revealing seven naked women, some spreading their legs straight away, playing with themselves, touching their own nipples, and moaning in pleasure, besides one, that looked a bit different from the others, and Sicheng thought that he definitely has seen this woman somewhere.
-We have a special offer, - hostess smiled, - but only for the owner of the biggest dick.
Hostess stalked closer to the one Sicheng had “recognized”, touching her leg slightly, until she parted them, her head lulling back. WinWin knew that she was on drugs, despite the fact that people only go there if they want sex, she definitely seemed like she was out of place.
-This is the tightest pussy we can offer, - the hostess spoke, and for some reason hearing the words “tightest” made Sicheng grab onto the woman much stronger, forcing her onto his lap with such a force, that it knocked the air out of her lungs.
-How do we know she’s the tightest?
A voice from the crowd asked, to which WinWin paid slight attention, the woman was riding him with such effort, chasing her end, WinWin needed to empty his balls too, so he succumbed into the pleasure, while the noises only were background music to him. The sounds of sex and breathing, the only noise surrounding him and his partner.
Post sex bliss came too fast, and Sicheng left not knowing the troubles that had occurred after he left.
Later that evening, at his home, he revised the photos of aliens, only to find out that an alien was under his nose all the time while he was fucking someone. He could have made a bait of being the owner of the biggest dick to have the poor human girl with him right at this second, but he didn’t realize that.
Now he had you.
*
Red. Red everywhere. Blood. So much blood. Tools. Wood carvings, knives, ropes, tape, a lot of plastic wrap. A person wearing black rain coat. He is turning around, you see his face.
-Now that you have seen me, I cannot let you go, - he laughed.
Your friend tied to other side of the barn, trying to form a sentence.
-Please, let my friend go, - she whispers. The man walks over and grabs her face with his gloved hand.
-Aren’t you talkative all of the sudden, - taking a knife he plunges it in your friends body, she screams out in pain. – bad girls get punished. First, you didn’t like the carvings I made for you, and now you disobey my orders?
You cannot watch as you turn away and shut your eyes, your friends’ screams echoes through the barn and through your whole body. Killer turns around and shouts:
-Look at her! LOOK AT HER as I kill her, this is the last time you see her alive, LOOK AT HER!!!
-Noooo….!!!
Waking up with a scream, cold sweat was covering your body. Why did your mind kept on bringing you back to that awful night?
“It’s just a dream”, you whispered in silence.
The room Sicheng had provided you with was neat, small, with only a few things inside it. But one of them caught your attention the most- the bookcase. It was filled with various books, different sizes, some older, some newer, this would be a good past time, so you wouldn’t have to have a conversation with your host.
He might have changed his mind about planting a chip, but deep down you knew, like you and “your host” had seen first-hand “people don’t change”.
A book that said “ETALOC family tree” somehow caught your eye, and not thinking any further, you grabbed it from the shelf, opening it straight up. The history class teacher had mentioned this a little bit, the name wasn’t so foreign to you as you tried to remember it.
In the early 13560s, DYVLONY was known for it’s advancements in technology, also known as ETALOC. What happened behind closed doors, wasn’t known to public until a researcher, by the name of Rex 06 found out the ugly truth of what really happened at the farmhouse facility.
Rex 06 had discovered the “farmhouse” to be a place where DYVLONY women gave birth to children, who later were experimented on to make a perfect specimen. Scientists at this facility would conceive a child by sleeping with each other, later on giving them drugs to “induce their mortality, mental health and strengthen their intuition”. Rex 06 was ETALOC children.
Established Lost Children.
Rex 06 aka Dong Sicheng of WinWin enterprises was not the founder of the farmhouse facility, that was burned down by him and other children, who later grew up in our society, and also turned out to be more intelligent than any other DYVLONY.
The real owners were his so called parents, Mia and Theo Sicheng, who were well respected scientists, who also had six more children under their wing. Mia and Theo made the farmhouse facility for the lost children tech, teaching children A-Y-O technology before they could speak, hence the reason, why Dong Sicheng is so high up now.
WinWin Enterprises is a well-known firm, that has climbed to the top, after nearly thirty years of “making things right” again. Only the proof that Dong Sicheng had provided the High-Court with was the reason the company rise from the ashes.
WinWin had undoubtedly proved that the tech his lab makes, won’t harm anyone, will advance DYVLONY at least 300 years ahead in time, he also proved, that all the subjects of ETALOC are safe, understanding DYVLONY beings, who were born and bred like any other DYVLONY, with a slight hint of advancement presented to them.
Shutting the book, you sighed.
ETALOC, for some reason, in history class was made out to be something completely different. Yes, the tech part was right, but in a million years, you didn’t assume, that they made babies just to be made into some crazy scientists!
Rex 06? How did he get away, how did he know it wasn’t right what they were doing?
A sudden knock on the door disturbed your new found information; it still was in the middle of being processed in your brain.
-We have a visitor, - Sicheng said, leaving the door open, and you knew you had to follow him.
Walking down the stairs, you were greeted by a stranger.
-Hi! – He waved his hand; - I am Kun, the local pastor.
-Hello, - you said, waving back.
-Could we have some cuppa, please, - pastor Kun said to WinWin, - you don’t mind, do you, old pal?
So they knew each other? Small world?
-Let’s sit down, shall we? - You followed Kun and sat down. – I am sure you have many questions to ask, and this is probably a bit weird for you, but I can assure that you are safe here.
-Doesn’t feel like it, - you murmured quietly.
-Huh? What was that? – Pastor re-asked.
-Nothing, - you kept your mouth shut, while Sicheng was making a brew in the kitchen.
-I’ve brought you some bad news, - Kun started, placing both his hands in his lap in a small prayer like pose. – Mrs. YLPO is in need of a pace maker, and my old friend here, can help me with that.
WinWin returned with two cups of something flaming hot, there was a literal fire blazing from the top.
-You know, Y/N can’t have that… - pastor Kun warned.
-This is for you and me, - Sicheng said wearing no expression, - hers is still in the making, I had to water it down three times…
With that he walked out again, coming back with a cup that looked ok, comparing the other two flaming liquids. Pastor didn’t seem to mind the flames, as he took a sip from his drink.
-Ugh, a nice one, - he said, licking his lips.
-Why are you here? - WinWin went straight for the deal.
-As I was explaining to dear Y/N here, we need your help, we as in hospital.. Your company produces pace-makers don’t they?
Sicheng nodded.
-Mrs. YLPO is in need of one, and I know it’s very expensive, but I am hoping with prayers, that the community will provide what god has given us, to give and do well.
-What’s in it for me? – Sicheng asked, his head slightly tilted.
-Well, you get to keep the beautiful human girl here under your wing, as long as you’d like to provide her with home, because we think, that even after the surgery, Mrs. YLPO will need a few months recovery time.
-I refuse! – You stood up, your legs shaking.
-Sit down! - WinWin was on his feet as well.
Now, you weren’t obedient, but when Sicheng said those words, you sat. Pastor Kun raised an eyebrow.
-You are not my father, - you somehow managed to squeak out.
-But you live in my house, and my house has rules, is that clear?
You nodded.
What is it with good looking, yet freaky man?
-I think you need to set your boundaries straight, - pastor Kun said, - if you don’t treat miss Y/N with respect, I will take her away, and you know it. Now, I understand why you wanted a human for yourself, but I also know, that if you harm her, doesn’t matter how, you are in the death penalty row, because of what happened to ETALOC, you know this Sicheng. Do you really want to risk it?
When these words left pastor Kun’s mouth, Sicheng grew more angry. WinWin knows it’s true, if he is deemed to be unstable by any chance even aggressive or slightly off, he is to be removed from the current society.
-Ok, so Y/N stay’s here, - it was the first time you heard your own name coming from him, and it made you tremble. Did the room get hot by any chance?
You finally took a sip from your drink, when pastor and WinWin both got up, leaving you alone.
-I know I can trust you, - Kun said again, - yeah?
Sicheng nodded.
-I will be coming again in a few weeks, ok? - Kun warned, - I want her safe and looking as nice as ever in your care, yes?
Sicheng nodded again.
Fuck this bullshit.
-Ahh, before I go, - Kun whipped out his phone, - look at my S/O! Doesn’t she look pretty?
Sicheng nodded.
-That’s what love can do.
And with that pastor Kun was gone. WinWin stared outside, while pastor’s vehicle disappeared from his sight. Human was in his house, a human who is fragile and needs love and support. What if he doesn’t know what it is?
In the farmhouse things had been different, so much easier. Mommy and daddy wouldn’t let you hug them or tell your concerns. In the farmhouse, Rex 06 had to learn and learn hard, if he didn’t, he’d spend a day re-writing molecular structures of bio and organic chemistry.
After seeing picture book that was labeled “family”, he discovered that mommy and daddy did not do what parents did, didn’t do what they were supposed to. A ten year old kid would understand a little bit right?
But Dong Sicheng wasn’t any child. He was ETALOC. And like in the good, not so good olden days, WinWin will learn how to treat a human right, how to understand emotions of the human in his household, how to make the human happy, what makes the human “human”?
*Wet underwear mishap/// 3rd week of living with Dong Sicheng*
The first couple of weeks were “tremendous”. Sicheng barely spoke, he didn’t leave house much, but you were free to roam around, even go into the garden, the only rule was “not to disturb him when he works”.
He was making the pace-maker for your previous “owner” apparently he had asked his company to allow him to make it at his own house, so he could keep you safe.
Two days after pastors’ visit, his lab guys brought him some tech from his laboratory, put it somewhere you didn’t really see. You only assumed that WinWin had like a work space at the other side of the house.
The more you discovered about the house, the more you realized, that it actually was quite spacious. With a lot of empty spaces, like the kitchen cabinets for example.
-Can we go to the shop? – you asked while having dinner.
-We can, - Sicheng answered.
These past few days had reminded him a bit of the farmhouse, but the only difference where, that you were a girl. Well, the other was that you had no clue about science or chemistry, but he would never say that out loud.
While shopping, you snooped around, carelessly asking random questions, so you could get him to tell you about his past. It didn’t work. He was as tightly shut as a clam, and prying it open, wouldn’t do.
When walking through the clothing section, you took in your own hands what you needed the most, yep, more underwear.
DYVLONY eh, kinky motherfuckers.
-Uhm, - you stared at the ceiling, - are there no other options for underwear?
WinWin looked at you.
-What do you mean? – He took a pack from your hands, - what’s wrong about this one?
The fact that it had holes in the “right places” wasn’t enough, this was so flimsy, it wouldn’t even cover the crack.
-It’s like walking naked…
-So? – Sicheng just answered. – Nothing wrong with walking naked.
-I want big mamma underpants, where can I get some?! – You nearly lost it.
-Why? – You know, if other people saw your bickering, they would assume you both were a couple, but to you, this was embarrassing and ridiculous.
How do you explain someone, that you also have a period every once in a month?
-I get wet once a month, - you blurted.
Huh? What is this? Was that how you wanted to say it? Probably no.
The corners of Sichengs’ ears turned pink. Oh?
-Nooo, I mean, - you tried to explain, - I bleed once a month, so I need a few items…
WinWin nodded. DYVLONY women were similar, he had a bad experience with bleeding once, and he didn’t want that again.
-Ahh, ok, ok, - and after that he helped you get everything you wanted.
*It came out wrong/// 4th week with Dong Sicheng*
Driving down to the shop was now an every week thing for the both of you. Trip to the grocery stores, filling un Sicheng’s cupboards, heck, making dinner together, was a quality time for the both of you.
WinWin’s need to plant you a different chip was long forgotten, as he learned how to be human together with you.
-How do you call this? – driving over a speed bump, you asked.
-Speed hump? – Sicheng double checked, if that’s what you wanted to hear.
-Ahh, - you said, - haven’t had a good humpah humpah in a while…
You burst out laughing, and to your surprise, Sicheng laughed together with you.
* Lucky cupboard *
Stepping on a chair to get to the high cupboards, making sure everything was put in a place after the shopping you just done, was a human thing to do. WinWin was free to do his job, while you did “housework”.
Last week he had confessed to you, that he actually has not much clue on most mundane things, like washing up and using some kitchen appliances. He might me a tech genius, but he was also a guy who had not cared for things like that.
As a ten year old, he was thrust into the normal DYVLONY world, put in a care home, then from family to family, until he grew out of the system, was free to do what he wanted and how he wanted it.
When he was turned back to the care home, his “parent’s” at that time just said:
-We cannot keep him, - a pause, - he’s too advanced, he has no interest in playing with others, we got him a dog, he didn’t want him, he’s strange, we can’t…
Reading the ingredients on one of the packages, you realized, it’s like flour, just made from different crops.
-What are you up to? – Sichengs’ voice boomed through the kitchen, and you were unprepared for what happened after. The flour pack fell from your hands, and as you tried to reach for it, you lost your balance. WinWin was there to save you as you fell directly in his arms, with your bum landing on the kitchen counter.
The pause between the two of you was too long. It felt like the time had stopped to see if you shared the same attraction towards each other. Sicheng knew this better than anyone.
After Pastor Kun’s last visit, he had said it in his face:
-I can tell that you like her, - he had giggled, - you do have a soul, Sicheng, it’s just a matter of time, till you understand exactly what it means…
Sicheng’s lips had reached for the corner of your mouth. It was just a light peck, but your roaming hands weren’t letting him go, and you pulled him in, to kiss him fully on the lips. Not once you had a kiss like this, and Sicheng couldn’t agree more. WinWin himself, had never had a kiss. He had plenty of sex encounters, but he would never kiss someone. He didn’t fully understand the kiss itself, why did he feel like he was drinking you in?
Slowly stepping away from you, Sicheng excused himself again.
Mrs. YLPO pace maker was made a few weeks ago, and she had already had her surgery, so he didn’t have to run away, he just felt like he needed the space.
His human side was showing now.
You knew it.
The look in his eyes when he thinks you’re not watching him, the way he is helping you out doing small shores. The small things have made it into love. You could say it out loud. The three amazing words that people are so afraid to say. The three words that make people disappear from your life, therefore, you are only to keep them deep down in your heart, if they would ever flash themselves on the surface, you’d be in big trouble.
* Two idiots in love *
Now everybody knows the traditional story of the boy and a girl who fell in love. No one has heard a story of two idiots falling in love, sometimes for the wrong reasons, sometimes, because, simply because they want each other in their lives.
After the kiss incident, things went from awkward to being weird on a next level. The second hand embarrassment lived within the both of you for a bit, till the kiss happened again. The kiss at breakfast, after having a nice meal, was a thank you from you to Sicheng.
The kiss at dinner however, was a thank you from Sicheng to you.
A later on kiss, was a make out session between the two of you, when Sicheng spoke quietly.
-I am not fully right in the head, - he confessed.
-I am not either, - you whispered.
-I am ETALOC, - he finally said it, - my past is something I am not proud of, it’s something I try to forget most of the days…
-I know, but it’s also the reason, why you are so smart, - you simply stated, - I found a book, and I read it, so I know, you don’t ever have to shy away from me because of that. I did a little bit of studying, so I’m not completely hopeless. Do you know who I am, Sicheng?
He nodded his head.
-I am an alien on your planet, I have seen bad and good in people, I’ve escaped a killer when I saw how my friend was killed in front of my eyes. I have forgotten what day it is, when I first arrived, I tried my best to count down the days, till someone would find us, but I turned away more and more, forgetting who I was.
-It’s the 24th of December, - Sicheng said, - I also did some reading… detective Ten provided me with some notes of your people celebrations, which his mother had written down when she first arrived on our planet.
Technically he didn’t ask for them, he stole them with the help of his snitch, but as long as Ten doesn’t know, nobody knows.
-It’s Christmas? – You asked, nearly sheading a tear.
-I got you something, - Sicheng stood up and went for the small present that he had made himself, and he also tried wrapping it. Focus on “tried”.
Opening the small parcel, you nearly dropped.
In front of your eyes was what looked like a collar, decorated with shiny gems, there was also a small not attached “will you be my diamond?”
-Oh, wow, - you were speechless.
-You don’t like it? – WinWin choked on his own saliva, thinking you are going to reject him.
-Uhm, I mean it’s nice, - you said, - and it’s Christmas, and I don’t have a present for you… I’m so sorry.
Wiping away your tears, Sicheng kissed your cheek.
-If you agree and take this collar, you will be mine, - he was confident now, - and I need to tell you this. – he paused, - I have grown to love your perfect imperfections, your smart ass when you want something, how you smile with your eyes and how you play dumb, when you think I won’t notice what you’ve done.
-What have I done? - You asked.
-You have bewitched me body and soul, and I must tell you, that I love you… - Sicheng confessed, his heart being lifted from that darkness that he’s had for such long time. – I won’t ever hurt you, and I am sorry for the way I treated you when we first met. Do you accept my proposal?
You nodded, taking out his collar.
-I do, because I love you too…
*
Wearing his collar had made you more confident in his eyes. You could freely give him kisses and steal them when you wanted it the most. Nights you spent tangled up in his bed sheets, when the morning arise, you’d be both cooking breakfast, only to leave for bed shortly after that.
The sexual appetite you both shared was insatiable.
-I could do this all day, you know, - WinWin whispered, kissing your jaw, his hand tangled in your hair, pulling you close to him.
His lips searched for yours and you gave him access. Flipping him over, you towered over Sicheng, climbing on top of his lap, grinding down onto his already hard shaft. Your lips traced his jawline the same way how he had done to you, and later you playfully bit his earlobe. Sicheng’s ears changed color straight away, the tips light pink now, but he enjoyed it even more.
His strong, naked torso was now worshipped by your tongue, licking at his nipples, pointing your tongue into his navel, earning a giggle from Sicheng. Grabbing his member through his grey sweats while reaching to kiss his lips, Sicheng groaned into your mouth. His hands searched for your hips in return, pushing you down onto him, so he could flip you over.
-Baby, Y/N, - he shushed you, - now it’s my turn to play.
Undressing you hastily, to get you naked faster, Sicheng held your collar between his fingers.
-Mine, - he whispered, and it had never sounded sexier than in that moment.
Realizing, you were wearing the “flimsy” panties, as you had pointed it out before, made Sicheng chuckle, he snapped the band against your skin, earning a yelp from you.
-You make such nice sounds, - he smiled, kissing your mound through the underwear. Licking the material, he tasted your essence, moving your panties aside and licking a bold strip gathering the wetness on the tip of his tongue. – Let’s get you out of these.
Helping you get rid of your garment, Sicheng returned to his previous position, hooking your leg over his shoulder, while diving back in your hot sex with his tongue. Your body arched from the bed, while Sicheng’s tongue explored your folds, loud moans echoed the bedroom, your climax reaching its peak. Sliding your hands down to reach for your partner, you grabbed onto his hair, Sicheng obeyed and got back to the same level as you.
Kissing him fiercely, you looked him in the eyes.
-I need you now, - you said, the hunger visible in your body language.
WinWin didn’t need to be told twice, as he lined himself up with your entrance, the tip of his penis slowly grazing the wetness, and you moaned in his mouth once more. Making eye contact when Sicheng entered you was something you guys did on purpose, somehow crossing that border of trust between each other. Slowly inch by inch he forced himself inside of your tight wetness. Didn’t matter how many times you guys had sex, you were tight every time, making you eager for the slight pain and pleasure that followed afterwards.
Sicheng didn’t fit; he was more than halfway in, when you were already full, coming again, speared on his hard cock. It was his DYVLONY blood that made him such advanced in the “downstairs” department, and for both of you to enjoy the love making, he had to be patient, for your body to adjust, to let him in, just a bit more.
After your second orgasm of the night, the wetness seemed to be gushing out of you, providing Sicheng’s cock with more lubrication, and finally getting in a rhythm, he was ready to make your body succumb to the pleasure he would give you. Holding on your hand, he entwined your fingers, as his hips thrust into you again, slow kisses bruising your lips.
No words were exchanged between the both of you, just pure closeness of each other’s bodies, looking down you could see your belly bulging from how deep and how big Sicheng actually was. When his hand reached down to play with your clit, he made a d-tour, his palm pressing his hard length that was hidden inside of you.
The pressure of it had you feeling that you needed to go for a wee.
-Wait, - you whispered, not knowing what the new feeling was.
Sicheng looked at you with furrowed brows, but he didn’t stop at all, he continued his movements, and when the pressure of your abused cunt was too much, you let go with such force, black dots colored your vision, making your body convulse and ejaculate. WinWin followed soon after, hot ropes of his cum painting your insides, the mixed juices forcing themselves out from your body, dripping on the sheets.
He held you close and kissed your lips, like he always had done, making sure you were alright, keeping you warm in his embrace.
-Clean up can wait, - he just said, - are you ok?
You nodded. With him, it will always be ok.
*
feedback is always appreciated, i know i’ve not been here for a bit, so i thought i make a little something on Christmas for all Wayv lovers out there, i hope you guys enjoy
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