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A Lesson Learned Chapter 3: Callous

Group: EXO (AO3 VERSION)

Chapter 2: (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13)

Words: 2282

CW: Dead Dove: Do Not Eat (CLICK ON AO3 LINK FOR ALL TAGS & TRIGGERS)

Summary: Some fear this chapter. Chanyeol’s a real sadist f*ck boy and Kyungsoo is… 💀. Just an entire dysfunctional family that’s found some pretty toys to play with.

“I know you do, puppy. I’m just glad you said it. And you know… you can’t take it back now.” He reaches out a hand and ruffles Baekhyun’s hair, taking pride that his puppy is already willing to obey without so much as even looking at Chanyeol. “You’re mine to keep forever.”

“Yours to… k-keep forever?” Baekhyun asks, a slight stutter in his speech as Chanyeol and Kyungsoo remove the blindfolds revealing the timid allurement beneath them. He grips Jongdae’s hands tighter, afraid to open his eyes and face the reality before him. Jongdae’s reaction is different. Eyes alert, his mind ready in anticipation for what the unveiling means and who intends to see them. He doesn’t take his eyes off of Kyungsoo’s glare, choosing to stare back to show that he’s not intimidated but notes a chill running down his spine at the blank face of the one whose interest he has peaked.

“Of course, puppy boy. We’re going to keep you if you do well tonight. Remember I told you it’s like protecting you from that world out there?” Chanyeol reaches out his rough hand and runs it across Baekhyun’s smooth skin. “So soft.” This boy was beneath him in every sense. Smaller, timid, fragile, and pretty. He is everything Chanyeol could hope for in a toy and he can't wait to explore it. “It’s okay if you don’t remember, puppy. I’ll always do what I can to remind you.”

Baekhyun opens his eyes now attempting to swallow all the fear that threatens to arise. “S-so you’re n-not going to hurt us?”

Jongdae breathes in, knowing, but Baekhyun doesn’t see it.

“Oh, baby boy.” Chanyeol continues caressing Baekhyun’s face, a false act of comfort. “Of course we’re going to hurt you. It’s going to hurt when you ride my dick raw and it’s going to hurt when I choke that beautiful, little neck of yours. No, don't pout. You know you'd like that. I bet you're a little masochist, huh?” He’s hard now and he lets Baekhyun feel it, makes Baekhyun’s hand rub against the firmness pressing through his pants.

Baekhyun shakes his head no, tears threatening to fall, sucking in his chest to try and calm his breath. He doesn’t want this. He’s never been with anyone and his first time should be consensual. It should be full of light and love and happiness. He doesn’t want his first time to be with this monster and he doesn’t know how to get out of it.

“No? Puppy doesn’t like being hurt? That’s too bad, baby boy, because I will hurt you and I’ll get off on it. I’m going to make it so you’ll never forget it. Don’t you want your first time to be memorable?” Chanyeol’s face softens as he bends down, eye level with Baekhyun now. “When you’ve thought about this before, you wanted your first time to be memorable, right puppy?” He wipes away the tears falling from Baekhyun’s face as the smaller nods into it.

“That’s right, puppy. I know you want it memorable and I promise it’ll be just that. I might enter you raw and make you bleed but I’m also going to be gentle with you since it’s your first time.” He looks back at Junmyeon who nods his approval. “Some bleeding is fine as long as it doesn’t leave scarring. The type that’s not allowed is the type Kyungsoo had too much fun with one time and we had to scrub the entire room of all that blood. It was such a mess. But unlike Kyungsoo over there, I’m not THAT violent and I’m generous. I promise I’ll give you so much fucking pleasure with the pain. You’ll moan for me baby and beg for me before it’s over. You want that sweet aching hole eaten out, don’t you? Nod puppy. I know you want it."

Baekhyun doesn't move, doesn't know how to react. Chanyeol helps him, nods Baekhyun's head for him. "Feel me, babyboy, I’m already hard for you.” He takes Baekhyun’s hand away from Jongdae and places it on his pants. Baekhyun notices Chanyeol's strength right away. It was this handsome boy in front of him that had carried him inside. Baekhyun thought for sure he'd be older yet he looks roughly the same age as Baekhyun or Jongdae. But he is bigger than both of them, towering and muscular. He'd felt Chanyeol's back muscles flex across his stomach as he carried him inside and now he's seeing just how muscular this boy is up close, shirt sleeves barely fitting and thigh muscles so prominent he can see them through his pants. He knows that Chanyeol will use his towering size and erection to his detriment, making him suffer in ways he never thought possible. He tries to jerk his hand back but Chanyeol is strong, much stronger than Baekhyun, and he easily holds it in place. He presses it firmly to his erection and rubs Baekhyun’s hand up and down his shaft, leaning forward and moaning in Baekhyun’s ear. “This is all for you later, puppy.” He smirks and looks at Kyungsoo who hasn’t determined what he’s going to do with the pretty boy who remains sitting still, eyes on the ground. Daddy sits back and watches it all like someone would watch a movie; Kai by his side unmoving, silent. A good soldier.

“Say something.” A command by Kyungsoo who doesn’t budge from his position. This has Jongdae looking up making eye contact for the first time. Captor and captive. Jongdae tries to mask the defiance in his eyes, the fire that burns everything Jongdae is holding back, but it’s to no avail. It’s almost as if Kyungsoo can see through him or read his thoughts and it’s in this moment that Jongdae realizes “say something” is both a test and a threat. On any given day Jongdae would retort with “something” as a one-up to the person making a threat to him and his best friend, protective as he is. But this isn’t any given day and he has no idea what reply he’s expected to give so he simply responds with “What would you have me say?”

A smirk. It earns him a smirk from this psychopath.

The psychopath that gives off a very keen sense something is brooding within him, ready to overflow if the right buttons are pushed. Jongdae hopes to heaven or any saving grace that he will not push those buttons tonight, that he will control his tongue, and that he and Baekhyun will make it out alive. “Daddy” might be chaotic - with more of a stern temper, fluid in his reactions with each passing moment. And Chanyeol might be chaotic in that dark perverted sense. But Kyungsoo doesn’t seem chaotic at all. Each movement seems purposeful. A machine, driven, with well-oiled parts. Or a ticking time bomb. It was hard to tell. And, for whatever reason, his interest was the soft boy sitting beneath him, head down and eyes averted.

“Tell me Jongdae… Baekhyun…. Out of everyone here, who would you rather fuck first?” Their eyes look up to Daddy who interjects himself between the tension. “I’ll give each of you a chance to go first and you won’t hurt my feelings if you don’t say it’s me.” He lets out a hearty chuckle, satisfied with his joke. The reality given normal circumstances is that Daddy is attractive and he knows it. Lush, thick hair, a beautiful hairline, thick eyebrows, petite face, and puckering lips. He has the type of face you’d see on the cover of a magazine or as a lead in a drama. Yet he chose this life and all it had or didn’t have to offer and Jongdae wonders where it all went wrong. “Hmm you two are quiet boys... That's okay. We’ll start with puppy boy.”

Baekhyun’s panic sets in “I-I’ve never. I can’t…”

“You can and you will. Don’t make me take you for myself without you choosing Baekhyun. I am trying to do you a favor by letting you have this choice when my boy over here,” he motions to Chanyeol whose eyes stay locked on the timid boy before him, “wants to fuck you senseless and would probably do anything to have you first. So choose or I’ll choose for you.” Daddy’s personality is mutable. Laughing one minute, threatening the next. All tinged with a modicum of sober intent.

Jongdae can feel Baekhyun’s dread, his hysteria rising. This entire situation is too much pressure on a boy who only wanted to enjoy a few days with his best friend. The dissolved safety coupled with never having sex before and now having to do so in front of or with strangers leads his usual cool demeanor to fade into oblivion while this panicked one emerges.

“I-I’ll do it.” Jongdae calls out, hoping he’s not reprimanded for inflating his turn. He’s never really thought about doing these things with Baekhyun but if it means he can save his friend some trauma and pain then by all means. At least he would be gentle with Baekhyun’s first time and if the tables are turned he knows Baekhyun will be gentle with him. He cannot say the same for anyone else here. Chanyeol had just threatened to rape Baekhyun and make him bleed. And God knows what Kyungsoo has planned for Jongdae. It’s better this way.

The indignation in Chanyeol builds swiftly. “Absolutely not! No fucking way! Kai did not steal these fucking twinks to let them have sex with each other. And my dick isn’t hard to fuck… who.. Kyungsoo… Kai… or your slut Sehun?!”

Daddy sits back, calm, smiling, and speaks in a slow manner. “If I wasn’t in such a good mood because of this fresh meat my baby Nini brought us, you’d be chained in the basement and I’d be telling Kyungsoo to sharpen his instruments. Don’t you EVER talk to me like that again. Do you understand me, Chanyeol? If you don’t want your meat suit drying in the sun, that is. Show. Me. Respect.”

Chanyeol's eyes widen at the thought of what he had just done and it's instantly followed with prostration and a series of apologies, making clear despite size who has the upper hand here. “I’m sorry Daddy. I-I don’t know what overcame me. I didn’t mean to be so disrespectful. I’m sorry...”

“You should be, boy. But as I said I'm in a good mood." He motions for Kai to sit on his lap. "Another reason I’m excusing you is that I like to see my boys primal. Primal urges. Primal actions. You want to rape this pretty boy so bad, make him yours? Be the first one inside him?”

Chanyeol caresses Baekhyun’s face again, eyes tearing up at the thought of losing out on this innocent boy to anyone else. “Yes, Daddy.”

“Hmm… To be fair, I wouldn’t mind these two twinks fucking each other. But at the same time, I don’t want to - oh fuck- see you sad, son. It's quite the dilemma - ah ah fuck - don't you think so Kai?” Daddy says with a struggle because Kai's bouncing on his lap, stimulating himself from Daddy's growing erection in an attempt to earn affection from the older. And Daddy is doing his best not to give in and fuck into Kai's needs and wants, the thin fabric of their pants barely obstructing penetration the younger so desperately seeks. That's simply not how you train a soldier. He doesn't even reach out his hands to grip Kai's waist because a touch-starved Kai is eager and willing. A touch-starved Kai is best. Once he's properly trained Daddy will fuck into him as much as he does his baby Sehun. For now, there are many lessons to be learned.

Kai doesn't let up bouncing on his Daddy's clothed dick but still manages to make a suggestion that he hopes will win some favor for later when Daddy is using him and touching him and finally giving him attention. He suggests writing the names down and drawing the choice fairly, leaving it up to fate. An answer Daddy acknowledges with the briefest touch against Kai's jaw. But it earns scorn from Chanyeol who suggests tossing a coin or a die. Kai knows Chanyeol has a one-sided coin that he has used more than once in his favor. He never told Daddy though because Chanyeol told him "Snitches get stitches" and he didn't bother to tell Chanyeol that Daddy already knows. But it's Kyungsoo who has the best idea.

“Why don’t they fight each other and the winner takes all?” It wasn’t fair in the slightest and that's what made it perfect. Someone small like Jongdae could not take on someone like Chanyeol unless they were especially skilled in some type of fighting, which Jongdae was not. Daddy loves the idea because of what it means. That Baekhyun will tell Jongdae no, not to risk it, not with these men because you never know what could happen. And Jongdae reassuring he would risk it all to save Baekhyun from Chanyeol. To Baekhyun pleading even if Jongdae goes first, Chanyeol and the others will still share them both. And at least if Chanyeol goes first, Baekhyun can be safe in the knowledge that Jongdae’s not bleeding out somewhere and then still having to please these sadists, bruised and bloody. Daddy lets them discuss it between themselves, imagining the conversation. He sees Baekhyun and Jongdae cry and hug each other, knowing it means that Jongdae gave in to Baekhyun and that Chanyeol would, in fact, fuck Baekhyun first.

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