Hunted

Being safe again was weird. Even if it had been less than a week since that thing with Ramesh started, it was surreal to be able to walk the streets safely again. Most of all, Julian was less-than-eager to be returning to an empty home. After a few days being with the group all day and night, he wasn't ready to be alone; didn't want to be.

He was lucky. Somehow he and Kyun managed to convince Luo – it took a long time of discussing what would happen when more of their friends showed up - and the others to move into his house. They still had to share rooms, and Julian insisted that Luo still shared a room with him and Kyun. He knew the two shared a room before he came around and jealousy aside, he really didn't want to be the one to change that. He wasn't too excited about Nele moving in, but figured maybe someday they'd learn to get along. Leandor seemed to have been more than happy to get away from them and move in with Zach. Other than that, rooming arrangements were basically the same and an office was cleaned out for two others that Julian hadn't met.

When those two arrived, things got a little tense. Kyun seemed rather excited about seeing Taro - the calmer one - again, but the other one, Jeong-Hwan, didn't seem too happy about how things were. Nele just narrowly escaped being kicked out by the new arrivals, being allowed to stay until further notice. There really was no doubt that the house was full to the brim after they got settled in.

It was only a week after all of that. Julian had walked home alone after another day of work and doing some little odds and ends at the car repair shop. He was happy to be back to his old routine, only lately he was all too happy to go home. Even if the group wasn't all that civil to each other, it was still nice to be with people at night. It was like one big dysfunctional family.

He stopped and glanced at the setting sun, wondering if he could take in a tennis match downtown before the court closed. Probably not. Just as well; he hadn't seen Kyun since early that afternoon and could hardly wait to be with him again. Sure, distance was good for a relationship, but he could only tolerate it for so long.

Without further hesitation, he opened the door and walked in. He could immediately hear the voices, some aggravated, some not. A little smile spread across his face as he took off his shoes and headed down the hallway to the living-room. He could hear Jeong laughing even before he made it through the doorway into the room. Julian was more than happy to see Kyun approaching, and moved quickly to meet the man halfway. "Did I miss anything good?"

Kyun smiled as he wrapped his arms around him, treating the purple-haired guy to an insistent kiss. He snuck a hand under Julian's coat and tank, brushing over the skin as he leant closer with a soft sigh. Nuzzling the neck slowly, it didn't seem like the Korean intended to answer the question.

"Mm... You're certainly in a fresh mood." Couldn't deny that it was nice to be appreciated. He laughed and slipped his arms around Kyun in turn. After a moment of hugging the guy, he started toward the nearest vacant seat with his Korean in tow, passing a scowling Nele along the way. When he sat down, he took the coat off and folded it over his lap.

After replacing his glass on the table, Taro gazed over at the other Japanese present. "Do you have an hour or two to spare tonight, Kiyoshi? There's a new technique I'm working on refining." He asked in a deep, almost disinterested monotone.

The nerve snapping could nearly be heard. Nele's scowl quickly turned to a look of pure anger as he glared venomously at Taro. "You've got a lot of fucking guts, you know that? I don't want you or your half-ass 'techniques' anywhere near Kiyoshi. Do you understand me, Colonel Dog-shit?"

An amused laughter was heard from Jeong-Hwan, but it quickly subsided into a mischevious smirk. The Japanese didn't seem to care overly about the comment, but that was apparently not important to the loudmouth. "Bad idea, Snotling," Jeong-Hwan said in a patronizing tone, "if you don't want shoe-shining duty for you and your smartass tongue, you fucking respect him. Are we clear?"

"Respect him? Are you fucking kidding me? I don't give a damn if he didn't mean it as an innuendo either, but I don't want to hear anyone talking to Kiyoshi like that." He crossed his arms and looked at his Japanese companion before fixing his glare back on Jeong. "Shoe shining... That's sick. God knows what – or who – those boots have been in. With the noise you dickwads make in the sack, I wouldn't be surprised if you let him boot-fuck you."

"Boot-fuck?" The Korean grinned with obvious amusement, then pushed to his feet. "I knew there was something fun I haven't tried yet." When Nele got up as well, Jeong-Hwan moved closer, the grin turning into a condescending smirk. "Turn around and drop your pants, I want to try that out."

The smaller redhead barked a sarcastic laugh and shook his head. "I wouldn't let you anywhere near my ass. You could have a fucking vibrator on a twelve foot pole and I wouldn't turn around for you." He stepped closer, as if thinking he could intimidate the other man. "You, on the other hand, are probably ten times better at being a bottom than me. If you want to try it out, get your mule to do it."

Laughing loudly, the Korean threw his head back. "Better? Of course I'm better than you. At everything. No news there." He took two steps closer, then quickly slipped a hand around to give Nele's backside a quick stroke. "Boot in here? Yeah, that sounds like a good laugh. Now I don't see any mules around, so I'm going to assume you meant Kiyoshi. You'd rather I stick my boot up his ass than yours?"

Nele cringed and balled his hands into fists. "Are you crazy? Kiyoshi could so top your pansy ass. In fact, I bet the rodent boy could top you." He sneered and turned to look at the quiet Taro. "What the fuck is wrong with you? Can't you control your bitch better than this?"

This was worrying. Julian hoped there wouldn't be blood, but wasn't all too certain. At least Taro just took another calm sip from his glass, not even bothering looking at the scene. "How creative!" Jeong-Hwan's sarcastic voice pulled Julian's attention back to them, and he added, "you're getting me confused with you. If we were related, you'd be my bitch's bitch's bitch's bitch's bitch. You gotta think of something better."

"If we were related, I'd have leapt into a vat of battery acid a long time ago." Nele cracked a faint grin and his hands fell out of the fists as he appeared to be relaxing a bit. "I'm sorry, I thought you liked being the bitch."

"Well, goodbye then." Jeong-Hwan chuckled, moving back over to Taro, draping an arm over the Japanese's shoulder. With another smirk, he looked at Nele. "If you're not trying to get related to me, then beat it. Gang is like family. Outsiders can get the fuck out." He shifted his attention to meet Julian's eyes in a brief, insistent gaze, then turned back to the redhead.

Julian frowned with confusion, unsure of what that look meant and slightly worried that the outsiders comment was directed at him too. He sighed and rested his head on Kyun's shoulder, looking away from Jeong for a moment. In a quiet mutter, he spoke to no one in particular. "I guess I'd be stepping out of line to agree with that, huh?"

"Shut it, rat bo-" Nele cut himself off, seeming to think better of what he was about to say. He grunted and sat back down, crossing his arms in a huff like he was on the verge of a temper tantrum. "Your fucking mule drives me crazy. He thinks he's so fucking better than everyone else. Well I got news for him; I could kick his ass in a heartbeat."

With an amused smirk, Taro finally let his eyes drift over at Nele. An instant later, Jeong-Hwan flashed a broad grin. "You could, eh? Let's make a bet. If he beats you, you bend over for me, boot-fuck or otherwise. If you beat him... yeah, whatever you want. Ain't gonna happen." He laughed, brushing his hand over the Japanese's cheek, laughter turning a bit nervous when he took in the displeased scowl Taro treated him to.

Kyun gazed around the room, shifting closer to Julian and holding on tightly. With his lips resting against the other's ear, he whispered softly, "I wish Nele would stop. Arguing with Jeong-Hwan is only safe as long as you lose, and arguing with Taro is a bad idea..." He brought a hand up into the purple hair, giving a worried frown.

"Aw, I can't agree to that! Wouldn't want to make your mule jealous, would you? Maybe he'd prefer the boot up his ass." Nele glanced at Kiyoshi briefly, as if making sure he didn't make his own dom mad yet, and then smirked back toward Jeong. "You should really pay more attention to your Dom's needs. Although if I win, how about a foursome? Me, you, him, and his bovine mother."

Pushing the chair back, Taro got to his feet with narrowed eyes. Pacing slowly in Nele's direction, he hissed through clenched teeth. "When I'm finished hurting you, it'll feel like a foursome." After another few steps, he added, "with you as the only bottom."

Nele had tensed up, apparently ready to act in some way or another, when Kiyoshi spoke up. "No!" He said, and moments later, he was pulling the redhead backwards as he looked insistently at Taro. "Don't hurt him, please. He didn't mean it! I'm really sorry... your mother was a fantastic woman." He paused, walking away faster even though Taro had stopped. "I'll help you practise later, I promise." That was all he had time for saying before they stepped out through the door.

With a partly relieved, partly disappointed smile, Jeong-Hwan covered the distance over to Taro, walking around him so they faced each other. "Damn you're hot like that!" He said as he wrapped his arms around him, sucking at the skin under an ear. "You're calm now, right," he asked in a joking tone, "or do I have to bend over first?"

Julian watched them, amazed and quite happy no noses were punched in. At the shop there would have certainly been someone coming out of something like that with a black eye or chipped tooth at least. He snickered and nuzzled Kyun's neck in the midst of an amused whisper. "If we're going to have to listen to them getting it on, maybe we should go to our room and make a little noise of our own."

It was great being with so many people. Especially since there was no problem sex wouldn't solve.

== The End ==

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This is a collab, written together with Chlover. You can find her author profile here: http://original.adult-fanfiction.org/authors.php?no=26260

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