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At exactly 6:50 sharp, thanks to his nerves, Hoseok has his Mercedes parked in front of the small apartment complex at the address Yoongi texted him earlier. He's dressed in just a pair of jeans and a white dress shirt to keep it simple, wearing his black topcoat over it, and probably spent way too long on deciding how many buttons he should leave open.
There's also a modest bouquet of white and violet flowers on the backseat of his car that he got on the way here, which in hindsight might be a bit too cliché, but Hoseok just couldn't resist, he's a romantic at heart.
For Yoongi, it's been a while since he was this smitten, thinking about someone to the point of distraction. It doesn't help that Hoseok is his boss and they see each other everyday, not just as a passing greeting, though now he can relax and fully crush without wondering if it's all a test or unprofessional. It probably is just a little, but from now on he'll work even more efficiently, hoping to make them a few minutes for a repeat of today.
He's looking forward to better texting sessions as well, but all of that will come later. Right now, he's nervously checking the time on his phone, ready well before 7 just to be safe but out of things to do, so it feels like ages until he finally gets a message from Hoseok. He panics for a fleeting second and checks his outfit again, a simple dress shirt and black jeans that he adds a long coat and his work shoes to, all to give Hoseok a good impression. He's smiling, though, as he walks downstairs.
Hoseok has been waiting patiently, but when the door opens and Yoongi steps outside, a huge grin breaks out on his face, bright and heart-shaped. He's so excited to finally have scored a date - a proper, not work-related date - with the man he'd set his eyes on ever since the job interview, and there's something inside of his heart that tells him this is going to be the beginning of something great. Yes, Hoseok's full of optimism for this one.
He pushes himself off the side of his car and walks a few steps towards Yoongi, greeting him with an arm around his waist and a chaste kiss to his cheek, before he notes, "Hey. You look great."
"Thanks. You too." It's a little strange, being so casual, but he can get used to it. Especially when Hoseok looks, well, like he could flip Yoongi over right now and do on his car what he did on his desk. Which means he looks great, and that Yoongi's happy about getting to know another side of the man. He's liked all of them so far.
Hoseok just gives a sheepish half-smirk, always awkward at accepting compliments, and rather hurries to move on to another topic. "So, I thought since the cherry blossom festival at Seokchon Lake is still going on, we could go eat somewhere there, and got us a table. It's probably really pretty at night, I haven't been there in years."
Yoongi approves with enthusiasm as Hoseok takes a step aside and holds the passenger door open, making him blush and say thanks cutely, then gets into the car himself.
And before he even starts the engine again, the CEO reaches for the flowers on the backseat to hand them over with a soft smile. "Also.. I don't know if it's a little too much or too old-school, I've been out of the dating scene for ages now, so let me know. But I got you these, hope you like them."
Yoongi's so enticed by Hoseok and how good the festival sounds that he first notices the flowers when they're right under his nose, and he actually lets out a little "Oh." He takes in the beauty and sweet smell for a moment, smiling when he looks back up. "Don't worry, they're perfect."
"Lovely." Hoseok catches his gaze, takes note of the faint pink on his cheeks and keeps that adorable sight stored in the back of his head, satisfied by making him flustered.
"Hopefully you're hungry already," he says as he starts the car, the motor purring quietly as they roll back onto the streets and make their way towards Songpa-gu, a relatively short drive filled with small talk and comfortable silence.
Once they've found a decent parking spot nearby, Hoseok pondering if he should've just gotten his chauffeur tonight instead, they walk the remaining distance towards Seokchon Lake, and the ongoing festival is already evident from all the people and decorations and lights, as well as the music that can be heard even from afar.
Hoseok briefly debates whether he should hold Yoongi's hand while they're walking, opting for just resting it on the other's lower back for now. Yoongi certainly doesn't complain.
He also can't remember the last time he went to a festival or any similar event, and this one looks beautiful and instantly fills him with a sense of eagerness to try everything it offers. He's sure he'd still have fun if they just ate takeout in the car, but he appreciates the effort Hoseok is putting into their night together. It matches the way he's seen him work, and in a way promises to keep up as the relationship progresses.
Hoseok takes him to the restaurant, a popular barbecue place that's already packed this Friday night, especially due to all the festival visitors, and holds the door open just like he always does. A waitress shows them the private booth that's been reserved for them at Hoseok's request, so that they've got all the peace and quiet to just lose themselves in each other.
He orders a liberal amount of food after their drinks have arrived, probably even enough to feed five people from all the side dishes alone, with Yoongi's eyes and mouth getting bigger as Hoseok lists more and more items off the menu. He tries to complain when the CEO chuckles and says he'll pay for all of it, but then Hoseok lifts his glass and says with a contented grin, "To us."
Yoongi's smiling just as big when their glasses clink together. Yes, he could get used to big, fancy dinners.
Their conversation flows easily while they eat, they can make each other laugh and in awe with any new bit of information, and it feels like nothing else matters but this perfect moment.
"I'd like to just say," Hoseok starts after the last of their orders is on the table, the meat currently browning on the grill, "I don't want you to worry about our 'liaison' jeopardising your workplace. You will not lose your job in case this doesn't work out between us, okay?"
Yoongi nods, one corner of his mouth lifting despite trying to stay serious. "I appreciate that. I hope it will, though," he admits, because he understands Hoseok is genuinely reassuring him, and doesn't seem at all to disagree with Yoongi's wishes. He's not really sure what he'd do in that situation, and it would depend on why it didn't work out, but he'd rather not have to make that choice. Not when he's falling a little more each second today.
"Me too. I just don't want you to endure anything you wouldn't want because of that fear in the back of your head. I promise I'll leave work at work too, I won't be your boss anymore at home," he assures with earnestness, and then there's a thought that briefly pops up which almost makes him smirk, but he pushes it away and continues. "On the contrary, I will still have the same expectations from you at work, I'll still demand your 101%.. Though I can give you a little bit of a favourite's treatment."
He wouldn't be where he is right now, one of the youngest CEOs in the business he's in, if he allowed slacking off at any point. His perfectionism and diligence might be his biggest strength, and his biggest weakness. But he can also feel himself yearn for that little bit of domesticity with Yoongi now.
Yoongi knows what Hoseok means by home, but it still makes his heart leap. He thinks easing the CEO's mind is worth a tiny risk, so he reaches out to place his hand in Hoseok's. "And I'll keep working hard."
Hoseok looks down at their hands with a smile and watches as he intertwines their fingers, fascinated by how his own is that much daintier than Yoongi's broad one, something about that just stirring a feeling deep inside him.
"And I know you'll do amazing. I haven't hired you for no reason, I only want the best for the company and I knew immediately that you'd be the most hardworking and honest out of all these people, and from my experience those are some truly valuable and rare traits in this field of work."
He suddenly chuckles as a thought crosses his mind, his gaze still down as he keeps talking. "I actually didn't wanna get into business management when I was younger. I always wanted to be a dancer."
Yoongi's really touched by those first words, but the surprise takes his mind elsewhere. "That's different," he blurts out, and it'd be rude to ask 'what happened', but he's curious about what made him change his mind.
"I know, right?" Hoseok laughs bright and heart-shaped, having expected such a reaction already, people often assume he's way more stuck up.
Yoongi had never given it a second thought, but now he hopes Hoseok does enjoy his current work. "Do you still dance?" he asks instead, because that's something he'd like to see sometime.
"I was maybe, like, sixteen when my father finally managed to convince me to get a 'proper' profession. My parents always supported me but they wanted me to be able to have a stable career, and I guess that really was the right decision in the end. I do still dance from time to time, yeah, helps me destress and keep fit too."
Yoongi nods, way too familiar with parental pressure, but that's not a story for tonight.
And, because he likes joking about it, Hoseok adds with a grin, "But who knows, maybe I would've been some backup dancer or choreographer for some really famous idol group? Maybe in another life I'm touring the world."
"I'm glad you can balance both aspects. Otherwise I'd definitely be your fan. I've never really been into that sort of thing, but you'd catch my eye."
That makes Hoseok smug and yet flustered at the same time, imagining himself having fans that adore him and cheer on him and then imagining Yoongi to be one of them, shy and enthusiastic and adorable.
"I like how we'd also find each other in that parallel world despite that, like soulmates. You said you play the piano though, maybe you're a really famous musician there too."
Well, Yoongi deserves that after flirting so openly, but it still makes him avert his eyes. "Maybe I write for you," he murmurs, clinging onto the idea of them being connected in a special way. It's sort of true in this reality too.
"I'd cherish those songs. Maybe keep them just for myself, for no one else to hear," Hoseok says with his voice a lot huskier than before, and then directs his gaze back to the food on the grill, placing some of the meat pieces that look done onto Yoongi's plate.
"Eat well, Yoongi-ssi," he mutters with a certain glint in his eyes.
This man keeps rendering him speechless, but the last bit makes Yoongi perk up as he returns the favour, giving Hoseok some of the meat as well. "Ah, no no. You can call me hyung," he offers, because they've bridged enough distances already.
A playful smirk appears on Hoseok's face then, accepting the offer with a slight bow of his head. "Alright, hyung. Eat well."
And he does keep his promise, ends up paying the impressive bill for their meal despite Yoongi's pout, but the man will have to get used to it either way because Hoseok loves spoiling him.
With their bellies nice and full and this evening still young, they make their way back to the commotion of the festival, ready to properly explore everything, and of course enjoy the beautiful view of the cherry blossom trees lining the entire walkway around the lake.
Yoongi thinks having initiated one handholding session is enough, he really really can't ask for more from Hoseok today, maybe not even from life. He knows he'll go to bed happy and looking forward to a different dynamic at work on Monday - still diligently easing the CEO's workload. He does, maybe, stare a little too hard at one vendor's products as opposed to all the others he just looked over or smiled at other people inspecting them.
Between the warm glow of all the lights, of the lanterns hanging from the trees and stalls, red and pink to cast a soft colour on everything, it's the jewellery that sparkles and glistens especially prettily at one booth. It's no surprise that between all the souvenirs and other cherry blossom themed gimmicks, those immediately grab Yoongi's attention as they stroll through the market, and Hoseok patiently lets him eye everything thoroughly before he takes a look himself.
Necklaces with cherry blossom pendants and delicate earrings, bracelets and rings in both silver and gold and any design you could expect. Of course it's nothing of the quality he'd usually demand for a gift to get the other, but he can clearly see the interest in his gaze and with those types of things it's more about the emotional value connected with it anyway. So why not, Hoseok thinks as he gets his wallet out and tells the seller the piece he wants to purchase, a dainty silver bracelet with a rose quartz stone shaped like a petal.
When Yoongi noticed they'd stopped walking, he thought Hoseok might be interested too, but then he's handing him the little package and Yoongi's a little shocked. He didn't even have time to tell the other to not spend more on him. "Oh. Oh Hoseok, thank you. It's beautiful," he says a bit shyly, already thinking about what he could give in return, but what could Hoseok want with all the money he has.
Hoseok shakes his head with a pleased grin, then takes the little silver band out of Yoongi's palm and wraps it around his wrist, closing the clasp for him before he looks up again, replying softly, "By far not as beautiful as you. I hope you can wear it and always think of tonight, of our time together."
Yoongi turns his hand to look at it against his skin with a smile, knowing he'll cherish it for a long time. Fortunately they don't stop to buy anything else, and soon they reach a quieter area where they can appreciate the big trees and falling petals, still eye-catching against the darker sky.
One of the art installations has a flower theme, and there's a huge ring wrapped with fairylights and big flower buds, carnations and roses and hydrangeas and many more ranging from creme and pink to bright red, which serves as a beautiful photo spot. Right behind it is the view over the lake and Lotte World, lit up in the dark night, and the picture of Yoongi there is probably one of Hoseok's favourites, along with the selca they take between the trees later. He's definitely going to have to set that as his new homescreen background later.
They're sitting on one of the many benches, right between two trees, and enjoy listening to a busking performance when Hoseok takes Yoongi's hand, holding it tightly. He thinks the evening couldn't have gone any better, but there's still so much he'd like to do and he doesn't want it to end yet, and so he turns his head to face Yoongi, asking "Would you like to come back to my place for a drink after this? We could just relax and talk a bit more, and don't worry, nothing has to happen that you don't want."
Yoongi's face lights up, because he's so happy he's been trying not to think about tonight ending as well. He squeezes Hoseok's hand and nods, already feeling safer than he has in longer relationships. "I didn't know how to ask, but I want to spend more time with you too," he confesses, curious to see Hoseok in yet another new light, more intimate than when they had lunch together at work.
It makes Hoseok extremely pleased to hear, just softly kisses the back of the hand he's been holding in return. They keep their hands intertwined on their way back to the car later as well, both as happy with how their date went as they are excited for what the evening still has in place for them, and drive back to Hoseok's home.
The driveway leading up to his garage where his other cars are parked is already huge, modern like the rest of the property, lined with bushes and lights and with a path of crisp white gravel towards the entrance door. He'd purchased the house back then with a plan to get his parents from Gwangju, but they had declined his offer since his father, working as a literature teacher, couldn't bring himself to give up his job, and besides, they "weren't made for life in Seoul anyway".
"Make yourself at home," Hoseok says after he's let them in, leading the way towards the living room where he tells Yoongi to get comfortable on the couch.
Yoongi could joke about this not looking like his home at all, but it'd lead to questions he's not ready to answer yet. He knows Hoseok won't just tell him to move in right now, that would be too quick, but at the least he could give him a raise, and that's not something Yoongi wants out of pity. He wants to earn his money through hard work, not just because his boss is hot and happens to also like him and paying for their outings. So he settles for more neutral, yet enthusiastic, praise of the house, indeed sinking into the leather cushions as Hoseok keeps talking.
"What would you like to drink? I could open some red wine, or do you want anything else? I have most stuff here."
Maybe he should just say yes to wine, but that's not enough to make him feel anything of what he's been imagining in the back of his mind since Hoseok mentioned coming here for drinks. "Um. I'm okay with wine, but if there's no problem, maybe, I could have something a little stronger? Like, whisky?" He's blushing again, he knows, not scared of what Hoseok would think of his question but just a little shy himself.
It's not his alcohol and it's not his house, but Hoseok's rubbing off on him, enough to ask for these things like they're finally on equal ground. They'll get there, hopefully, but it's only the first date. Yoongi has time to get used to Hoseok's big gestures - while still being thankful, of course. And he really wants to be able to do something for him outside of helping as his secretary. He's not sure if Hoseok needs help in any aspect, but he wants to be there if there's anything.
"Oh, absolutely," Hoseok assures him, a smile pulling at his lips as he walks towards the little bar section in the corner of the living room where he's got everything stored, and takes a mental note to make Yoongi say what he wants more often - get him out of his adorable shell.
Hoseok talks about how he has this lovely bottle of scotch that he got gifted a while ago but hasn't had the opportunity to open with someone yet, and pours them both a glass, putting some ice into his own just for the sake of diluting it a bit.
When he sits down next to Yoongi, just half an arm's length between them, and hands him the glass, Hoseok can't help but joke a bit, "Fair warning though, I'm not the best at handling alcohol," although it's very much true.
Yoongi smiles and lifts his glass. "Let's toast now then. Thank you for tonight. I hope every other time we meet makes me this happy."
"I'll try my best to fulfil your every wish," Hoseok murmurs, leaning in to clink their glasses, before taking a sip. He tries not to cringe visibly from the strong taste of the alcohol, but the flavour of the whisky is actually surprisingly good.
From what he's been saying and doing, Yoongi has no doubt that Hoseok is more than capable of doing that. He's just reluctant to ask for more, and his biggest wishes need more than a big heart and a lot of money to come true.
He'd like to be accepted by his family as he is, including his love of music, which could also work on its own, but that would mean quitting his current job and getting the luck he failed to have right after college. That's at least one more thing they have in common, and considering that gives him an idea for a smaller, more doable wish.
"You're too kind," he starts, deeply touched by Hoseok's determination, only slightly weakened by the whisky - which is the best Yoongi's had.
Hoseok watches as Yoongi downs half the glass like it's just water, keeping it in his mouth to properly gauge the taste before swallowing with a pleased hum, Adam's apple bobbing distractingly so, and his expression not faltering for even a second. Somehow, that turns Hoseok on way more than it probably should, something in his stomach stirring until the following question pulls him out of his thoughts completely.
"Can you do something for me now then? I'd like to see you dance."
"Oh, what, like right now?" Hoseok questions, sitting up a little straighter, "I would maybe keep that for another time, but I could show you some recordings of me?"
He's got a whole folder on his computer full of past memories, ranging from embarrassingly cute to impressive stuff he definitely can't do anymore now that he's out of practice, but it's all too nostalgic not to still keep it stored somewhere.
"Are you ready to see sixteen year old Hoseok's audition tape he sent to a bunch of entertainment companies until his parents found out about it and scolded him?" Hoseok laughs, after getting his tablet and clicking through the files until he finds what he's looking for.
That hurts Yoongi more than Hoseok intended, and it might hurt him more than his laugh lets on. But the older brushes it off for now, nods enthusiastically and waits to actually watch to say what he thinks.
He may be biased but the nimble teenager is giving it his all, and his all is very good. He doesn't know if Hoseok took lessons and his parents just wanted it to be a temporary hobby, or if he practiced in his free time just by watching videos, but it's clear he can feel the music and respond with his body in a special way.
He can't see anyone rejecting this video, maybe only due to other limitations that have nothing to do with Hoseok himself. Because Yoongi can see talent, can see passion, can assume discipline, and he didn't say no to dancing now, so he doesn't keep these videos as proof of an old part of his life. Hoseok loves dancing, and he would've gone far if he'd been given a chance.
Yoongi will keep all of this in his heart for future opportunities to show the man his support and appreciation. If he could realistically encourage him to quit his career and pursue dancing again, he would in a heartbeat. But life takes people in different directions sometimes, and all he can do now is make sure Hoseok is happy with this life's success. It's hard to put all of this into words, so he reaffirms what he said at the restaurant. "I'm a big fan. Seriously, this is incredible. Did you ever hear back from those companies? I would hire you on the spot. For anything."
It's been a long time since he last watched this video of himself, but Hoseok thinks it's surprisingly not as embarrassing as he remembered, looking past the terrible haircut and clothing style of course. But it's undeniable that he was really damn good at what he was doing, so there's no reason not to be a little proud when he sees Yoongi watch it. It certainly seems like it worked with impressing him, so that's a definite plus.
"Oh, hyung, you're so cute," Hoseok giggles as he turns the device off again, growing soft for how sweet the other truly is. It makes him want to reach out and pull him into his lap to coddle him, but Hoseok holds himself back for now, just taking another small sip from his glass.
"I did get invitations but I never went to any, but who knows if anything would've actually come from that. Hundreds of trainees get rejected even if they have the talent and just end up with broken dreams and a huge debt, so I think this way, keeping it just as a hobby I can enjoy whenever I want to, was the better decision. And I think this Hoseok would be very proud of us if he knew what we've accomplished by now. No matter what line of work, dedication and ambition for success have always been the main point. But hey, enough about me already, I've been talking just about myself the whole evening… I'd say it's your turn to fulfil your promise of showing me you playing piano, but unfortunately I don't have one."
Yoongi nods, willing himself not to tear up at Hoseok's slightly harsh words. He knows it's the other's own resolution, and sadly there's truth in the part about broken dreams and debt in other areas of the music industry as well, Yoongi would know. But he's not going to ruin the night by making Hoseok feel bad, so he'll stay cheerful even through this request. "I can show you something too. Well, it's just audio. Some old thing I threw together on my computer," he half-rambles as he takes out his phone and looks for the dedicated folder. He only transfers the ones he's proudest of, in case he has a miracle meeting and needs to show a sort of portfolio. Or, change the subject during a date by seeming content with the state of his work.
Hoseok listens with immense curiosity, but what he hears is definitely beyond any expectations he could've had, because he thought it may be some piano piece, or some cover song, not - this. After a few seconds of Yoongi's voice coming up, rapping softly to a sweet melody, speaking about the introspection of life and its purpose and who he is as a person, Hoseok's mouth literally hangs open in awe. The rhythm automatically makes his foot bounce along, and when the chorus comes up and Yoongi's soothing singing voice takes him by surprise, Hoseok almost thinks he's dreaming. Surely this man in front of him is not real. He looks up to find him softly mouthing along the lyrics of the next verse, a content smile pulling the corners of his lips up a bit, and Hoseok thinks he's never seen anything more beautiful than him right now.
Yoongi glances at Hoseok from time to time but ends up getting into the song himself. He wrote it during a more optimistic time, and it honestly feels nice to hear those words of his again. Things are certainly looking up now, and he wants to be more open with Hoseok someday soon, when it doesn't mean worrying him.
When the song comes to an end there's no question left that music is to Yoongi what dance used to be to Hoseok, and he lets out an amazed exclamation.
"Holy shit, did you write and produce this whole thing yourself? Talk about being a fan, this is insane.. You're incredible. Do you upload this somewhere or is it, like, just for yourself?"
"I haven't had much luck uploading but I still enjoy doing it. It means a lot that you like it."
"That's a shame, this deserves recognition. I know I can't be the only one who'd find this amazing," Hoseok laments. He knows that if just someone, the right person, were to come across this hidden talent, Yoongi could be a famous artist who wins awards and has his music played everywhere. It feels unbelievable he got to meet someone like him, is even dating him now - Hoseok really can't get any more smitten.
"Not fair how you're that talented and beautiful, hyung."
Yoongi's had enough of compliments for one night. Not that he doesn't love them, he's just not used to them and it almost makes him want to scream. But he has a better idea, which gets past his shyness because they've already done that today. "I really want to kiss you," he blurts out as thanks, moving just enough to set his empty glass on the coffee table without taking his eyes off Hoseok.
It makes Hoseok smirk, and he's glad they seem to be on the same page. He's wanted to do it this whole evening already, and now that they're alone and comfortable and have the whole night to themselves, there's really nothing in the way anymore.
"Then kiss me…" he mutters teasingly, his eyes dropping down to the other's lips for a second, before they look up into his eyes again, and Yoongi lurches forward, finding Hoseok's lips and bringing a hand up to his cheek to keep them there. He's waited long enough, though he definitely enjoyed the talking.
See, this is easy. Letting their bodies speak for them, with Hoseok promptly putting an arm around Yoongi's waist to pull him in closer, kissing back with intent. It's clear that he's soon leading it, turning from open-mouthed to using tongue to explore the other's mouth with languid waves of fervour and need.
It's almost natural how Yoongi ends up sliding a leg over Hoseok's and straddling him, parting only for a second at a time to draw in another laboured breath. He's once again not thinking about their current plans ending, fully immersed in their own world and happy, so happy, feeling safe with Hoseok's hands roaming over him, without it having to lead anywhere he doesn't want.
Hoseok thinks he could do this for hours, could hold and kiss Yoongi for all of eternity without sparing a single thought to anything else. They have all the time in the world and don't need to hurry. And they don't, with no ulterior motives behind it now, just indulging in each other, so different to how their little chasing game at work had stretched over the past few weeks.
Though there's still a thought in the back of Hoseok's head, not yet a worry, but a reminder that at some point he'll have to stop and drive Yoongi back home, and exactly that unpleasant thought brings him to use a moment of their lips parting again to ask, "Would you.. would you like to stay over tonight?"
"Hm, yes," Yoongi murmurs, low and closing his mouth right after to breathe in through his nose, which he nuzzles against Hoseok's. He didn't have to think before answering, too cozy where he is to say goodbye - especially with Hoseok unable to drive after the whisky made his face a little red. He wouldn't even mind sleeping in his clothes, and it's not like Hoseok hasn't seen him half naked already, but all of those technicalities don't matter in the face of potential cuddles. That's an instant yes.
Hoseok just answers by leaning forward to capture Yoongi's lips in another kiss, wanting to draw this out just a little longer. He's not ready to let him out of his arms yet, and definitely not ready to stop kissing and touching him. It's only hours later, after a bit more whisky (at least for Yoongi, Hoseok diligently stays at only a second glass) and a little more talking but a lot more making out, that they decide to call it a day.
Hoseok is excited when they get ready for bed, to offer Yoongi one of his pyjamas to see him wear some of his own clothes, a sight that definitely stirs something inside of him. It's a bit of a giddy feeling, to be able to cuddle up together underneath the sheets for the first time, a feeling that Hoseok could certainly get used to.
The pyjamas are soft for Yoongi, as is the mattress, and Hoseok's arms around him make him sleep better than ever. His face is the first thing he sees in the morning, and they stay in bed a bit more, without any rush, just yawning and smiling and talking about the big day they had. After a delicious breakfast, Hoseok shows him the rest of the house, with every room looking better than his entire apartment. He's still feeling too lovey to care, even after Hoseok drives him home.
When he makes it back to the house and sends a sweet text, Yoongi changes his name from Jung Hoseok-ssi to just Hoseok. If someone at work happened to see it, they'd have to explain, so he doesn't add any cute emojis. Not yet at least.
Weeks later he's sure everyone at the company knows or suspects their looks and smiles aren't just due to an excellent working relationship. It's very convenient to see each other everyday, but they do go on more dates and spend more nights together. It's not long until Yoongi has a drawer of new clothes, his own toothbrush and coffee mug, and a favourite couch cushion in Hoseok's house.
He feels much more comfortable after more shared talks and activities, though they haven't really discussed much about the physical side of the relationship. Kisses and sex just happen, and they both seem content with what the other does, so Yoongi doesn't really feel a need to bring up something that he's been curious about since that first time in his boss's office.
Hoseok also discovered a newfound passion of buying Yoongi small gifts and inviting him to dinner, sometimes home-cooked at his place and sometimes going out to eat fancy. It's almost starting to become a routine that he could very gladly get used to.
Waking up to the other man is still one of his favourite aspects, when he sees Yoongi's pretty eyes, still puffy from sleep, blink cutely at him first thing in the morning, sees him stretch lazily like a cute little kitty. Hoseok loves how Yoongi's deep voice sometimes even sounds like purring too, when he speaks especially low or right after waking up, and can't help but tease him about it. It's not his fault that Yoongi just reminds him so much of a cat.
He's also still busy with his resolution of fucking him on every available surface at his house as well as at work, though there's still a lot to go, they've mostly kept it very tame so far. Just some quickies at work and more vanilla than anything in bed and the shower and the couch (and the kitchen), which has left Hoseok with quite a lot of pent up energy, still unable to resist his cute secretary. Not that he's even trying to. He's, at most, ignoring a lot of darker urges. It's like whenever he's with Yoongi some rational part of his brain just shuts off and he thinks with his dick instead.
So when one evening after a long, stressful workday he places two steaming mugs of tea down on the coffee table and Yoongi, cheekily, grabs his tie to pull him into a sweet little kiss, Hoseok can't help for his first reaction to be getting turned on, kissing him back feverishly before he straddles the other's lap.
Yoongi makes a surprised noise, because Hoseok has never been on top of him like this. And he doesn't mind being caged in and in a way restrained, but what they have done is going from straddling Hoseok to riding him. And, that, maybe, he does mind. He tries to mention it in a casual way when they pull away. "Yah, Seokie. I like that I've always bottomed so far."
"Okay? That's good. Me too." It catches Hoseok off guard a bit, and he's not sure what Yoongi is trying to insinuate by that, because it feels like there's more to it left unsaid. And he's too distracted by his need right now to think about it properly, only doesn't chase Yoongi's lips again right away because he wants to give him the opportunity to add anything if he wants to.
Yoongi nods, looking down at the tie he's still gripping, looser now, just playing with it. "Are you okay with continuing like that?" He's not sure how to phrase it correctly, but now that he started the conversation he knows Hoseok will keep thinking about it. Even though he never pushes Yoongi for more, he can tell when his boyfriend is concerned by his silence.
"Yes, I'm not really interested in switching. Are you?" Hoseok replies, trying not to pout. He's never been much of a fan of giving away any control, the only times he tried with another top were probably some of the worst sex he's ever had.
And while yes there's definitely dominant bottoms out there too, it just doesn't feel the same to him. Contrary to what some have assumed about him in the past just based on shallow reasons like his height or body type.
"No," Yoongi says a bit more firmly now, looking back up into Hoseok's eyes. "It's silly but... Having you sit on top of me for a change made me think that we didn't really talk about that. But now we did." He finishes quickly and pulls on the tie again. That's it, they settled the question and he's glad they're on the same page. Now back to kissing.
But now that he mentioned it, Hoseok is reminded of something else, a similar topic they haven't talked about yet, but that he'd really like to try out with him at some point - sooner rather than later. So he uses this opportunity, stops just short of their lips touching again and mutters, experimentally, "Nah, I really just want to wreck you in any way imaginable.. Want you to be a good little doll for me.."
Yoongi makes a small noise in the back of his throat, eyes big in surprise. He can't deny his arousal spiked just with those words, and he really doesn't know how to reply. He doesn't press their lips together either, interested in hearing more. So far he's always come the hardest when Hoseok talks in bed, but this is a little different.
"Yeah, you like that, don't you? Just want to be a good boy for me.." Hoseok smirks knowingly, remembering very clearly how well Yoongi always reacted to any orders, "And we could do so much more than just that."
"We could?" Yoongi mumbles, ideas flashing in his mind. He's no stranger to some of the more adventurous parts of sex, but it's never really gone the way he's seen and read about other people doing it. Instead, the simple things he does with Hoseok are much hotter and leave him happier and more satisfied. But maybe... the two can come together. A good partner and interesting kinks.
Hoseok nods, can practically feel how Yoongi's interest is sparked. "We could tie you up, dress you pretty, use some toys, so much more... Say, have you ever been a sub for anyone before?"
"Ah. No. Well.. Not really. Wasn't good." It's amazing how Hoseok captures all of his attention. He wants to close his eyes, turn away, say this is too much at once. But he wants more.
"I'd make you feel good, even more than already," he objects. They'll talk about everything beforehand, set strict rules and boundaries so nothing Yoongi's dislikes will ever happen. Hoseok knows he's a good dom, and Yoongi certainly seems to be into obedience.
"What were the reasons you didn't enjoy it?"
It's hard to put into words, at least right now. But he wants Hoseok to know he wasn't the problem, and that Yoongi wants to try so much with him. "They didn't care about it. Just... Just did some things like um, uh, things, but, they didn't really know how."
Hoseok knows these types of guys very well. They don't care about their partner's pleasure, they only care about themselves, have absolutely no proper knowledge of how to treat a sub safely, and being 'kinky' for them means going hard and fast for three minutes while calling the other a slut without getting them off, then calling it a day. It's honestly rather pathetic, if you ask Hoseok, and he just hums in understanding.
"You don't have to worry about that. If you want to try out a scene with me, we'll have a safeword, and I'll check in with you from time to time, so you always have the opportunity to say if anything makes you uncomfortable. We wouldn't do anything just for my pleasure, only things you enjoy too. And I know necessary safety measures, and aftercare. It's a very important step, both for the sub and the dom, especially when the scene gets a little… rough. And I know how to do 'things' properly."
"You're the best," Yoongi says with a smile, pulls a little on the tie to ask for another kiss. Hoseok just keeps proving that he has nothing to worry about asking for, and in this case he doesn't even feel bad for asking. It is a big thing, but it seems to be what they both want, and he's relieved they got the first step over with. Now they'll have to iron out the details, and that will make Yoongi blush and squirm, but Hoseok mentioned a scene already, and he's going to be thinking about that until it happens. And then until it happens again.
"Ah, ah.." Hoseok tuts, not budging to move any closer towards his lips yet. "Good boys need to ask for what they want," he states matter-of-factly with a stern tone, to test how well his boyfriend can really follow simple sub manners, something they might have to train him in first in case they really want to start doing scenes regularly.
Oh, already? And so much for not having trouble asking for things, but at least this one is easy. Still, his face falls into the expression he wore a minute ago. Lusty intrigue, and wanting to be a good boy. "Can I have a kiss? Please?"
Hoseok's stern expression turns into a pleased grin, almost smug and condescending even, leaning in a little closer again just to speak under his breath, "See, it's not so hard. And good boys get what they ask for.." before he finally claims Yoongi's lips for another kiss.
Yeah, Yoongi likes being a good boy, he thinks with a little moan, wraps his arms around Hoseok's neck to keep him there for a bit. They could just do what they've always done, only experimenting a little further, but it'd be better to talk more so they can really enjoy it. And he's curious about how far they can go.
It's not like Hoseok is that much heavier than Yoongi, but he still doesn't want to squish him too much, so after a while of making out, he slips off him and onto the couch.
"Would you like to try out a scene with me at some point? Maybe this weekend?" Hoseok asks as he hands his boyfriend one of the cups, looking at him expectantly.
"Yes. Yes please," Yoongi replies quickly, sitting up straight and taking a sip before Hoseok has a chance to say something that makes him choke on the tea.
"Awesome, I'm excited you're into trying this with me." Hoseok grabs his own cup, blows away the steam a bit, and then continues, "We should probably lay down some basic rules and your boundaries. Do you have any hard limits? So, stuff you know you absolutely do not like or you don't want to try out at all. An example would be scatplay for me."
"I agree. But besides that... I've barely tried anything so I don't want to say no yet, you know?" he asks a bit shyly, thinking that they can start on the safe side and work their way up to things he's seen in the occasional video and has been secretly waiting to do. "I trust you. I know you'll ask me if you want to try something new. And then I can find out if I don't like it."
Okay, that doesn't really narrow it down much. But Hoseok thinks it would probably be easier for Yoongi if he had a list of common kinks and practices that he could just rate, rather than coming up with it on the spot. So he makes a mental note to go look for such a list at some point later, but for now they can continue with something else. "We'll have a safeword that you can use at any point if anything makes you uncomfortable, and I promise I won't be angry or disappointed with you, so don't be afraid to use it. I suggest 'red', that's a really common one, and it's easy to remember. That also means if you say something like 'no' or 'stop' in a certain context I will ignore it because I will assume it's not meant seriously. And fair warning, I like being a mean dom.. I might get degrading and rough on you."
Yoongi nods along; it all sounds good so far. But the last part makes him blush, and he hides in his mug to say "That's okay." And exciting. He can feel his stomach doing cartwheels.
"What do you say to the suggestion of buying you something to wear for it, using some very simple restraints, and maybe a toy before I fuck you? I have plenty of stuff to try out, but do you own anything you could bring, so we have something familiar to you?" That would help ease his nerves a bit, though Hoseok's sure that he'll enjoy many of the other toys too.
Some weeks ago Yoongi would have said there's no need to buy anything, but it's happened so often that he's used to these little gifts. He thinks of the humble box at the back of his closet and nods, finishing the rest of his tea and having no choice but to look at Hoseok now. "That's... Yes. Thank you."
Hoseok places his mug on the table with a nod and an amused smile, it's just too adorable how easy it is to make Yoongi flustered and overwhelmed just by a few words and scenarios in his head. He can't wait until the weekend when he actually fulfils those plans.
"One more thing, it's common to have titles specific for those scenes so we don't just address each other with our names or honorifics, which helps with getting into the mood. Do you have any ideas? I dislike 'Daddy' for myself but I'm open for anything else. What about you?"
Yoongi loves that part, but he almost forgot about it, patiently thinking about things as Hoseok lists them. But the first idea that comes into his mind makes one side of his mouth curl up. "I've already called you sir."
"At work? Yeah, but let's keep it there," Hoseok chuckles, thinking back to the first few days of them dating, where his secretary could not say that word anymore without furiously blushing, much to Hoseok's amusement. He might've played a bit into it, but that's beside the point.
"Hm, how about Master, if that's not too over the top?"
It's intense, but Yoongi wants those moments to have him completely relying on Hoseok. Just thinking about it is enough to make a little shudder spread through him, and he leans down to set the empty mug on the coffee table. "No, I like it."
Hoseok uses that moment to scoot a little closer, first putting a possessive hand on Yoongi's thigh as he hums deep in thoughts, pondering about a fitting pet name.
"For you I have many that I like…" he then starts, and raises the hand to cup the other's cheek instead, forcing him to keep eye contact. "Darling, baby boy, my love, sweetheart, angel, babydoll, prince, little one.." Hoseok lists, his voice gradually dropping lower, and by the end he has leaned in close enough that he could almost kiss him again, then murmurs, "but you know what I like best? You being my little kitten.."
That has Yoongi letting out a moan that could easily be meowing. "You can call me any of those," he says a little out of breath, wanting to hear them again, in a different way from now on. But, kitten? Is that really what Hoseok sees? He's never thought of himself as a cat.
Hoseok barely lets himself smirk, keeping the serious act up as he slips a little into the character of his dom side, and drawls "Hmm, no, I think you're my kitten, my sweet little kitty cat who just wants to be good for Master because he's soo needy to have his little hole filled, so Master needs to put him in his place from time to time, am I right?"
Yoongi whimpers, bringing his hands up to cover his face, and growing increasingly more uncomfortable in his slacks. He's elated, though. Confirming Hoseok will fulfill so many of his little fantasies.
"No hiding," Hoseok scolds, grabbing his hands by the wrist to peel them off, and using that moment to push him down on the couch until his back hits the cushion, with Hoseok looming over him entirely. They've done enough talking for now.
At least enough to ensure that when he undresses Yoongi, he's adorably hard already, and Hoseok can't hold back from sucking him off before he fucks him nice and hard on the couch, both of them too needy and worked up from thinking about how their scene this weekend will go.
It comes to Yoongi's mind every time he has to interact with Hoseok at work, and at other times too, especially when his boyfriend gives him a list of kinks to say yes, no, or maybe to. Yoongi fills it in alone, still blushing throughout, but when they exchange lists and read together, he's even shyer. He finds he doesn't really mind, though.
And when Hoseok picks him up on Friday evening to spend the weekend at his house, he's oddly calm. It's a big first for them, but it's also like any other time he stays over. It's still him and Hoseok sharing their time, making each other happy, and he smiles as he gets in the car.
It feels exactly like any other day when Hoseok kisses him in the entryway after they've taken off their shoes and coats, or when he takes him towards the bedroom, where he already prepared everything.
"There's a little bag for you in the bathroom," Hoseok starts to instruct after kissing him one more time, "Come join me again once you've put it on for Master, kitten." His tone has dropped a bit lower into what he usually takes as his 'dom voice', quite similar to the strict tone he has to use at work though with a very different underlying attitude to it.
Yoongi can feel something in the air between them that tells him the scene has already started, so he wants to be polite when he answers "Yes, Master," low but sure, and promptly walks into the bathroom to see what his newest gift is.
He finds the bag on the sink counter, opens it a bit shakily and takes out the lingerie made out of delicate lace and satin that Hoseok bought for him two days ago. He's never worn anything like this, so it's exciting to feel the soft material on him.
The white panties are tiny, so his equally small cock is barely peeking out, and he's always liked his legs, now highlighted in expensive matching stockings. He takes a few seconds to look at himself in the mirror but doesn't stay for long, eager for his boyfriend to see him and do something about it.
"Oh wow, look at you," Hoseok, leaned against the bed frame, gasps as soon as Yoongi walks back in. He gestures for him to come closer, takes his sweet time raking his eyes all over his kitten's body, taking that sight in properly. It's even prettier than he had envisioned it to be, the contrast of the snow white fabric against his milky skin, truly some stuff of dreams.
He softly traces his fingertips up and down Yoongi's arms, before finally peeling his eyes off of his body and looking up to meet his shy gaze, asking "Do you feel as pretty as you look in it? How does it feel on your skin?"
"Good, Master," Yoongi murmurs, Hoseok's fingers leaving goosebumps in their wake. He's almost naked, but still feels pretty. It's something new, the first of many, and he's alert for more to come.
Hoseok nods, pleased with the fact that Yoongi enjoys the lingerie as well - he definitely will buy him a lot more from now on then, obsessed with how pretty he just looks in it. Then his thoughts stray back to the tote bag Yoongi has with him today, more specifically a certain item in it. "Show me what you brought along to play with today, kitten."
Yoongi nods and moves over to the chair where he left it, feeling Hoseok's eyes on his back, then takes the not so small vibrating dildo out, and for a second is reluctant to turn around. But he wants to be good, so he does, holds it with both hands like he's not sure what to do with it. He's used it enough times, but his boyfriend will still find a way to surprise him.
When Hoseok gets handed the toy, he inspects it thoroughly, clicking through all the settings to get familiar with the intensity of the vibrations, giving his approval. He turns around and directs the focus to the two other items he picked out for today, laying on the bed: a pair of pink, fur-lined leather wrist cuffs that are linked by a chain, as well as a simple white collar with a D-ring at the front.
He places the vibrator next to these two things and looks at Yoongi, telling him to "Take a look at what else we're using today. It's probably nothing you haven't used before, but go ahead and get accustomed to them."
The formality of it all makes Yoongi's heart speed up, and he swallows back a gasp when he sees what Hoseok has prepared. They did talk about those things, but walking towards the bed and softly touching them makes it real. He tests the length of the chain too, excited that it doesn't leave much room for movement.
Hoseok waits patiently until he's done with inspecting everything before he picks up the collar himself. With the strip of white leather in hand he slowly stalks around Yoongi to stand behind him, almost like a predator pacing around its prey, and lifts the collar to wrap it around his neck, leaning in close to Yoongi's ear and muttering "Tell Master your safeword again, kitten," as he closes the clasp in the back.
Yoongi closes his eyes and reminds himself to calm his breathing. "Red, Master," he says barely above a whisper, feels his throat shift under the collar. He belongs to Hoseok now, leaves his body and mind in his hands like his heart is already.
"That's right, good boy. I want you to remember this well, and not hesitate to use it," Hoseok affirms, walking back to retrieve the handcuffs as well, before he continues to talk.
"And the next thing I want you to remember is that your body and your pleasure belong to me, and only me, and you will not do anything without my permission. If you disobey my order you will be punished. But if you continue to be my good little kitten, Master will reward you." After the cuffs are secured around Yoongi's wrists, linking them behind his back, he checks whether they're too tight, satisfied with the fit.
"Repeat that for me."
All of it? "Uh, I will do only as Master says or be punished." Hoseok talked for longer, fuck, he can't have just said that, but Yoongi's mind was too fuzzy just soaking in the words, and still willing himself to relax with the addition of the cuffs.
Hoseok nods with a little sarcastic chuckle, that's one half, yes. Well, he's still got a lot to learn, obviously, they've only just started the training, and he can't expect him to be a perfect pet right away.
"When I say something you better listen closely to every single word, darling. One more time, and this time use your pretty little head for once."
He brings a hand up to card his fingers through Yoongi's hair, gripping the soft strands and pulling his head back - not painfully so, just enough to make him have to arch his neck, and then repeats, "Your body and your pleasure belong to me, only me, and you will not do anything without me telling you to."
The mild sting encourages him to focus, and having to stare at the junction between the wall and ceiling makes it seem a little like a minor punishment. He has to do better. Focus, focus. "My body and my pleasure belong to Master, only Master, and I will not do anything without him telling me to."
"Good kitten." Hoseok lets go of his hair again, seemingly much more satisfied this time, patting it down where it bunched up a bit and then running his fingertips down his back all the way, up to where his hands are linked together.
"Your master knows what's best for you. I'll make all decisions for you from now on, and you only have to trust me and obey, no questions asked. Think you can do that? Kneel on the bed for me then."
Yoongi shivers, each word reaching deep inside him now, and nods immediately. "Yes, Master." He turns towards the bed and climbs up just with his knees, dumbly trying to use his arms at first before his shoulder hits the mattress.
While Hoseok watches, he starts unbuttoning the sleeve cuffs of his dress shirt, rolling them up to his elbows afterwards, getting the fabric out of the way for the mess he'll surely be making soon, and then grabs the lube bottle from the bedside table.
Eventually, after a bit of huffing and a lot of shaking his ass in Hoseok's face, he straightens up facing the headboard, and almost leans down until he remembers, again, that his hands are restrained.
He keeps his posture until the other gets onto the bed, right behind him, and positions one of the pillows so that Yoongi can comfortably lay his head on it when Hoseok pushes his torso down, leaving him kneeled with his ass up in the air.
For a few moments he indulges in just running his fingers all over his kitten's skin, up and down his back, his bound arms, over his ass and down the back of his thighs, just helping him relax his muscles.
Yoongi does feel a bit exposed, but the position isn't really new, so he lets his eyes close, always liking Hoseok's hands on him. He considers opening his legs, both to help his balance and to look more enticing, but his master hasn't told him to.
Hoseok slowly progresses from touching him all over to just focusing on his ass, pulling the panties down and then making him spread his legs further so his little hole is on full display, "So pretty, all mine.. Just for me."
"Yes, Master," he sighs, goosebumps on his skin both from Hoseok's touch and from the generous amount of lube he pours over his own fingers and Yoongi's crack. Hoseok watches it slowly drip down to his perineum before he smears everything around, just teasing and warming the lube up, circling the other's rim with slow motions of his index and middle finger.
Yoongi doesn't visibly flinch, though, just curls his useless hands into fists when he starts to feel some pressure. He tries to relax his hole, and the first digit sinks in as easily as Hoseok leans forward over his body to murmur right into his ear, "Master's little bitch."
That makes him moan and clench around Hoseok's finger. It's true.
"Yeah, that's right, nothing but Master's dumb fucktoy."
Yoongi feels dumb, his brain is doing nothing but focusing on those fingers in his ass. The one inside of him curls with every drawn-out thrust forward, and Hoseok relishes in the noises it elicits, taking it out to tease just the rim before the second finger pushes in along with it. The slight resistance dissipates after just a few moments where Hoseok makes sure to adjust the angle further down, searching for that sweet spot, at the same time as he grabs the vibrator with his other hand and turns it on the lowest setting.
Yoongi's hard cock is hanging down uselessly between his legs, and it twitches adorably when Hoseok holds the vibrator against its tip, then teases his balls and perineum, before he moves it downwards again, keeping it firmly at the head of his kitten's little cock.
He'd almost forgotten about the vibrator, and the sudden, foreign sensation has him torn between getting away or chasing it. He doesn't do either, though, just stays in the position his master put him in and endures it, with a couple tears getting through his shut eyes.
Hoseok has to chuckle from how eagerly Yoongi's hole is swallowing his fingers now, taking a third one without any hesitation, while his cute dick is endlessly dripping pre-cum.
"Baby, you're practically sucking me in, are you that hungry for cock? A little cockslut, huh," he mocks, his tone with a jeering lilt to it.
"Y-yes, Master," he cries out a little wobblily, and Hoseok pulls his fingers out of his kitten's ass just to replace them with the blunt tip of the vibrator instead, now turned off.
Yoongi waits in alert, his cock still tingling as his master pushes slowly, and something bigger breaches his rim and sinks in.
"So greedy," Hoseok taunts and starts to move the toy back out, until only the tip is staying inside, to drip some more lube onto it. There's filthy, wet squelching when he shoves it back inside, the glide smoother now, and he uses his other hand to tease Yoongi's balls and cock. It's only featherlight touches that serve to make him twitch cutely more than anything, before Hoseok delivers a light slap to his left ass cheek and gets a yelp in return.
"Master will feed you his cock soon, don't worry."
The vibrator gets turned on and Yoongi's moaning again, clinging to those words and willing himself to stay good for it to happen. He also finds he's drooling on the pillow, empty up there too and unable to control himself.
Hoseok steadily fucks him with the toy until it seems like his body has adjusted appropriately, and at that point he just leaves it inside, grabs a fistful of Yoongi's hair and pulls him up so his back is almost pressed against Hoseok's chest, save for his tied up arms between them.
Yoongi can't help scrambling for support in the air, but his hands stop moving when they touch Hoseok's shirt, listening closely in case he was doing something wrong.
"I'm going to open the chain of the wrist cuffs and then I want you to lay on your back, right at the edge of the bed," Hoseok instructs with a tone of voice that doesn't leave room for any protest. "And let Master fuck your throat like the good kitten that you are. Understood?"
Relieved that it's just more instructions, he says "Yes, Master," and feels Hoseok let go, losing his balance a little but managing to stay upright. When he can move his hands again, he straightens out his legs to sit on the bed instead, and lies across it, adjusting until his head is hanging off the side. He might get dizzy like this, but it makes it easier for his master.
Hoseok gets off the bed while his kitten changes positions, and when he's done laying across the mattress with his head falling just off the edge, he leans over him to clip the chain back onto the cuffs, this time over Yoongi's stomach. "No touching yourself," Hoseok warns, but makes sure the vibrator is still nestled deep inside of him and then turns the intensity up.
After opening the fly of his slacks and pulling them down along with his underwear just enough to finally free his erection from its too tight confinement, Hoseok lets out a barely audible sigh, wrapping a hand around himself and giving a few strokes. He's definitely hard enough already, so he doesn't waste much time - not when he's got his kitten's pretty mouth eagerly waiting for him, looking like pure sin with the way he's laying and blinking up at him so innocently. So Hoseok murmurs "Open up wide, precious," and slaps his dick on Yoongi's petal lips just to tease some more before finally pushing into him.
Yoongi makes his mouth as big as he can, unfamiliar with the angle, but it slides in deep without any trouble. His throat tries to close around it but he swallows, feels it rest where it should make him pull away, but he's a good kitten.
"Oh, fuck yes.." Hoseok groans at that sensation, the wet tightness almost overwhelming in some way, and when he rests a hand over Yoongi's outstretched throat, he can actually even feel the way his cock is going further down inside there.
"Fucking feels so good, what a good kitten, taking Master like this.."
Although his thrusts are more careful at first, giving Yoongi enough time to get used to the position and the way he's forced to deepthroat, Hoseok's movements soon pick up speed almost on its own. He's chasing the pleasure, the tightness, the lewd sounds it pulls out of his kitten. "Such a filthy cockslut for me.."
Yoongi doesn't dislike his gargling either, likes being used like this, being useful. The talking spurs him on too; it's praise, just worded in a way that makes his stomach turn and yearn for more.
Hoseok does pull out to let him gasp in a few, much needed breaths, not wanting to make him actually faint, but he knows how far he can push and stretch the limits out to make Yoongi struggle some. From the retching noises as he gags a little, to the way he slightly starts squirming and his hands are twitching even when he still doesn't dare move them anywhere else. Hoseok thinks it's cute. And he thinks he's never seen anything more beautiful than the adorable mess that Yoongi has become with his cheeks all pink and tears and spit all over his face, so pretty and so sinful, right before he stuffs his throat with cock once more.
It doesn't take long until Yoongi's brain relaxes, only maybe helped by the fact that he can't breathe at all when Hoseok is fully inside. He's not in a position to let his jaw go slack, so he makes the effort to keep his mouth wide open, and can even enjoy everything more if he's not thinking too hard, it's all so his master feels good anyway.
At first Hoseok doesn't think too much of Yoongi's whining when it starts, just teasing him with "Stuffed from both ends and still not sated, hm?"
But he soon realises that neediness might not be the only reason for his kitten to be vocal like this, and so Hoseok leans forward, though his thrusting doesn't cease, and rakes his nails down and back up Yoongi's chest. He makes sure it grazes his nipples just to see him twitch.
Yoongi's eyes also roll back in pleasure, though Hoseok can't see it. If he could, Yoongi would give him a desperate, pleading look when he finally gives in and turns the vibrator to the highest setting.
"Kitten wants to come? Go on then, come for Master."
And he does, over the cuffs and their chain, a little painful but making him moan around the cock in his mouth. He has to be thankful and get his master off too.
"That's it, good boy," Hoseok praises him, lets him ride out the wave of pleasure, as he slowly stops his own movements to just a few drawn out, deep thrusts. Even if it takes some self-restraint to pull out from that glorious tight little throat of his, Hoseok definitely rather wants to fill his kitten's ass with his cum tonight, no matter how tempting this right now might be. So he eventually does pull out, and then crouches down and puts both hands underneath Yoongi's head to lift it up enough to kiss him.
"Master will take that toy out now and then fuck his little kitten properly, how does that sound?"
"Great, Master. Thank you," Yoongi murmurs, followed by a little cough. But he can take more, and he's glad his master knows that and wants to take advantage of it. The vibrator is still on high, so it's managed to get him hard again, but he'd much rather have something of Hoseok's inside.
After the toy is turned off and the kitten has been rearranged to lie in a more comfortable position on the pillows, Hoseok undresses all the way, and joins him on the bed again. Yoongi feels less dizzy with his head upright, but there's something else when his master is saying and doing more to him.
Hoseok warns his kitten to obediently keep his arms over his head, even holding them in place himself when he has finally exchanged the vibrator with his own hard cock and they both moan at that feeling, their chests pressed together.
"You're Master's perfect little cocksleeve, hm?" Hoseok murmurs when his thrusts are starting to get fiercer, sharper, the sound of skin slapping together disgustingly loud with every time he pounds into Yoongi until he's balls deep inside. And he slows down every time he pulls out again, just savouring how the delicious drag of those velvety walls feels around every single inch on himself.
"Yeah, nothing but a tight hole for me to fuck and stuff full of cum," he groans, emphasising it with a particularly hard thrust.
Yoongi couldn't possibly say anything coherent now, all dumb noises and overwhelmed senses. He wants to be full so badly, to be reminded of this for a while, of how helpless and messy he feels, how his master is praising him and giving him so so much. It's almost like when they cuddle very close, but he gets to squeeze around his master's cock and make him feel good.
It's not long after that Hoseok fulfils his promise and comes, buried deep inside of him and with a row of curses tumbling off his lips as he pumps him full with his thick load, holding onto Yoongi's thighs with an iron grip that's surely about to leave faint bruises later. He waits a few seconds to come down from the high before lazily thrusting again, now making a whole mess with the cum that's sloshing out every time, jerking his kitten's little cock as well. Hoseok leans back to watch his adorable face when his second orgasm washes over him, and he continues to give him degrading praise all the while throughout it.
And when they've both managed to catch their breath enough, and Hoseok has already pulled himself out before they get too sensitive for it, he claims Yoongi's lips for some gentle, languid kisses that feel like they last hours, when in reality it's just a few minutes.
Yoongi doesn't even protest when he's empty again and the cum starts to come out because it's nice to feel it run down his skin too, and the kisses make him so so happy he makes happy noises too, loved and cared for by his master and rewarded for being good.
At some point Hoseok blindly reaches for Yoongi's wrists to undo the clasps of the restraints, and reluctantly parts himself from the other's lips just to press little kisses along where the cuffs had been rubbing on the skin.
"Master will run us a bath, and then we'll cuddle," he murmurs, still softly holding on to Yoongi's hands. "Kitten has been so good for me, I'm really proud of you, baby. Thank you for trusting me enough to let me do this."
"Thank you, Master," Yoongi says, touched, soft eyes and big, tired smile. But how could he not trust him? A bath and cuddles sound so good and warm, just like his master.
Hoseok just smiles and then presses a tender kiss to Yoongi's forehead. He feeds him a few sips from a water bottle before carrying him towards the bathroom bridal style, where he cleans most of the mess on both of them with a damp towel while they're still waiting for the tub to fill. The water is perfectly warm and turned into a soft blue colour from a bathbomb when they finally sink into it, the essential oils from it helping them relax and unwind as well. And they don't talk a lot, just Hoseok asking him about what they want to order for dinner tonight as he's washing his kitten's hair.
To say he's excited for what else they can try out and experience together in the future would be an understatement. It's been years since he last dommed, and he rarely even has had the opportunity to delve into it properly, only occasionally having allowed himself to indulge if he needed to blow off some stress, otherwise too focused on work. But it has been years since his last serious relationship as well, and this time it seems like he's found a person who's into the same things as him and who he'll actually be able to enjoy this with on a more regular basis and a deeper emotional connection.
Still, perfect doms don't just fall from the sky and he wants to keep learning and improving, so keeping up the conversation about it is necessary for them afterwards.
"How was the scene for you today? Anything I should know for next time? And don't be afraid to say 100% truthfully what you think, I really wanna know how you feel."
Yoongi realized while they're eating, making his tummy warm too, that he was in subspace for a while. He knew about it but had never felt safe enough with someone to go as far down as he did today. He feels fuzzy inside, in a good way. Happy to be here with Hoseok, and looking forward to it happening again.
His thoughts of Hoseok's kindness being interrupted by Hoseok's kindness makes Yoongi smile. "I loved it. You were perfectly sweet and mean, especially in all that talking. I don't think I can complain, just thank you," he pours out, hoping it was enjoyable for both of them, and Hoseok listens intently to what he says, a small smile spreading over his face as well.
"What about you?"
"I really enjoyed it. I kept it toned down a little since it was your first time, but I can be way more strict and ruthless if you want, too. And there's so many toys and kinks we can try out at some point later," Hoseok grins, before adding to assure, "But you dictate how fast you're comfortable with us progressing to other stuff, okay?"
Yoongi's eyes go a little big, excited to know Hoseok considers what they did beginner's stuff. "Okay. I like fast," he says a bit cheekily, still appreciating the reassurance.
"Aren't you a naughty little doll," Hoseok grins wide and smug, before pulling Yoongi in for a kiss. It seems like his kitten is just as enthusiastic as him and just as kinky too, like a perfect match made in heaven - or hell.
Hoseok knows they're definitely going to have a lot of fun in the future, experimenting together as Master and Kitten, just as they'll make each other happy in every other aspect of their relationship as well.
