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Seven days.
That’s how long it’s been since he last saw Hoseok, during a night in which his entire world had been turned upside down.
Yoongi still isn’t quite sure what came over him that night; truthfully, in the morning once he was back in his bed and away from the hypnotic atmosphere of the club, he had expected those… desires he felt to fade away.
All it takes is one phone call from Hoseok, to prove him wrong.
He receives it on a Sunday morning, when he’s in his studio lazily messing around with some beats on his computer. His phone buzzes on the table and he answers it without even looking at the contact, and when he hears that voice…
“Is this Yoongi?” Hoseok sounds just as sexy over the phone, if maybe a little softer.
He immediately recognizes him, he knows the way his name sounds falling from those gorgeous lips. He sits up straighter in his seat as he responds, holding his phone with both of his hands. “Hoseok! Um… hi?” He feels knocked off balance and a little stupid, but his stomach is already twisting in knots just at Hoseok’s simple question.
The younger boy — a dominant, his mind never lets him forget — had been an angel to him after that scene. Had fed him peaches and stroked his hair until he drifted off to an easy sleep. And then he had taken him home, walking him up to his apartment like a gentleman, making sure to exchange numbers with him before leaving him with a simple kiss on the cheek and a promise to be in touch.
Truthfully, Yoongi had been dying for him to call, despite how much he had been telling himself it wasn’t a big deal if the younger boy never spoke to him again. But he did, and there’s that charming cadence to his voice as he checks up on Yoongi, makes sure he’s doing well.
His heart almost stops beating in his chest when he hears Hoseok mention the word contract ; he had been curious and information was a simple Google search away, and he still couldn’t quite believe that Hoseok had proposed such a thing with him. But he called Yoongi first ; he was the one who reached out, who brought up the prospect of the two of them becoming something together.
“What do you think, kitten? Is a contract something you’d like to enter with me?” Hoseok sounds smooth and assured, and it soothes Yoongi.
“ Yes .” Yoongi whispers, biting his lip. “But… but you said before, we had to discuss it?”
“Yes. I don’t want you agreeing to a single thing that could make you uncomfortable. I’m sorry to confess that I’m a bit busy this week… I have some work things that I can’t rearrange.”“But next weekend, how about you come over to my place? We could discuss the details over dinner…”
Yoongi nods, even though Hoseok can’t see it. “Yeah. Yeah. That would… that would be great.” He smiles to himself, unable to contain the sudden rush of happiness that takes over him. “Is there… is there anything I should do to prepare?”
“I’m glad you asked, kitten.” From there he instructs Yoongi to do a bit more research on his own, to look over a sample contract that might work for the two of them. And it’s good, to be given direction, to know that he’s doing something that will please Hoseok. But it’s also agonizing, because he has to wait seven whole days before he can be with Hoseok again.
But tonight… tonight that’s going to change.
He doesn’t want to look like he’s trying too hard, but he also doesn’t want to look like someone Hoseok wouldn’t want as a sub. He settles for tight pants with a low-hanging white t-shirt and a black leather jacket. He hesitates, but ends up putting on a black choker as well.
He keeps his makeup subtle but there, and checks himself over in the mirror before heading out to the address that Hoseok had texted him.
To say he’s intimidated when he arrives at the high rise, right in the middle of Gangnam, is an understatement. It’s the kind of nice you see in dramas and read about in magazines.He realizes suddenly that even after they spent a night together, sharing soft words and light kisses, that he really knows nothing about this man he wants to be his dom.
That thought is a little nerve wracking, but it’s also a bit thrilling. He’s spent the past week anticipating this, and now that he’s finally here, he’s not going to back out. He sends a text that he’s outside and Hoseok buzzes him in, and as he rides the elevator up he can’t help but feel anxious. He wants this to go well, but Namjoon’s words are still ringing in his head.
His friend had been excited for him, happy that he was deciding to explore this side of himself with Hoseok. Namjoon told Yoongi that he knew Hoseok well in and out of the scene, that he was an experienced dom and he trusted him, and for some reason Namjoon’s approval gave Yoongi that extra little bit of reassurance he needed to go through with this.
When Hoseok opens up the door Yoongi reaches out to the wall to steady himself, because he had clearly forgotten the visceral effect Hoseok had on his person.
Tonight Hoseok is wearing dark blue jeans that hug his legs tightly, and a wide neck green sweater that shows off his prominent collar bones. His brown hair is wavy but not as polished as it was at the club, his bangs falling into his eyes. He’s bare faced, but that only seems to make his beauty more striking. He looks cozy and domestic and hot , and Yoongi has to force himself to stand still when all he wants to do is throw himself on Hoseok and be wrapped up in those strong arms.
“You made it.” Hoseok smiles, that brilliant heart shaped smile that is teasing and gorgeous and just so Hoseok, and Yoongi shivers.
“Y—yeah. I’m here.” He falters at the doorstep, unsure of how to proceed. “It’s good to see you.”
Hoseok reaches out for Yoongi’s hand, gently pulling him inside and locking the door behind him. But instead of moving away he raises both of his hands to Yoongi’s face, softly stroking his cheeks with his thumbs.
“I’m so glad you came, hyung.”
Hyung. Yoongi almost forgets that he’s the older one, with the way that Hoseok makes him feel.
“You look stunning.” Hoseok compliments him, staring into his eyes deeply. “I can tell you put in effort to come and see me. I appreciate that very much.”
“You noticed?”
“I notice everything about you.” Hoseok tells him confidently, moving his hands up to play with Yoongi’s hair. “But did you do the other things I asked of you?”
Yoongi shivers, but stays still as Hoseok gently pushes his hair back from his forehead, smiling at him curiously.Yoongi nods. “I… yes. I did some research.” He clears his throat and reaches down into the bag he brought with him, pulling out a few printed papers he’d printed from Hoseok’s e-mail with sample contracts between pairs. “I hope… you think I did well?”
Hoseok smiles easily, leaning forward and peck Yoongi’s forehead softly, his lips barely brushing against his skin. “I’m proud of you. C’mon, let’s go and sit down and talk about it.”
He leads Yoongi further into his lavishly big apartment, and Yoongi is entranced by the style that is so uniquely Hoseok. The walls are covered in abstract, almost absurd art and his shelves hold many different decorative figurines he clearly collects.
“Would you like something to drink?” Hoseok asks, walking over to the kitchen counter. “Non-alcoholic, of course. I have water, tea, seltzer water…”
“I’m okay, thank you.” Yoongi offers him a small smile, which Hoseok clearly finds adorable. He takes Yoongi’s hand, interlocking their fingers, and leads him over to the couch.
Yoongi was a bit surprised that Hoseok didn’t call him kitten right away, but he supposes that’s something that’s going to be discussed in the contract as well, so it has to wait.
Hoseok sits Yoongi down first before taking a seat next to him. Even though Hoseok isn’t that much bigger than him, he still has ways of making Yoongi feel small and fragile in a way that makes him vibrate with satisfaction.
“Before we start,” Hoseok leans back against the couch, angling his body towards Yoongi. “I just want to stress to you that there are no right or wrong answers. Tonight is about me learning about what you want, so I can determine if I can fulfill your needs. More than anything, you must be honest with me. If I ask you a question, don’t tell me what you think I want to hear. I’m trying to learn more about you , hyung. What makes you tick. I can’t do that if you don’t tell me the truth.”
Yoongi looks into his eyes before flushing a bit and looking down. “I… I’ll admit, I’m really new to this. I asked Namjoon-ah what kinds of things he has in his contract with Seokjin hyung, and… and some of it wasn’t for me. I’m going to be honest with you, Hoseok-ssi. But I want you to be honest with me as well, if you want something. I— I want to give you what you want, as long as it doesn’t make me uncomfortable. Does that make sense?”
Hoseok hums, his eyes looking over Yoongi appraisingly. “I know it can be… a lot at first. But don’t let yourself feel too overwhelmed; I’m here to guide you. And you have other resources, like Namjoon and Seokjin. You should have people that you can talk to about these things. And if something that I say or do makes you feel uncomfortable, don’t feel shy about letting me know. Even if I am a dominant, and judging by your… reaction to our little scene the other day, I think it’s safe to say you are a submissive, but despite the roles we play… if we were to enter into a contract, it would need to be as equals. I’m not here to control you without your consent. Do you understand?”
Yoongi nods. “I do. I’m… I’m excited about being your sub… if we come to an agreement.” Yoongi can’t help but smile a bit, and in return, Hoseok beams. Yoongi spreads out the papers on both of their laps, grabbing the first page. “This page outlines the roles of the dominant… there are definitely a few things on here I like.”
“Let’s start with those, then. Let’s start with what you want out of a dominant.”
Yoongi nods before he clears his throat and softly reads aloud:
“ The dominant promises to take care of the submissive’s needs and well being, always checking in with the submissive to ensure that they are okay during their scenes. The dominant promises to be faithful and loyal to the submissive, and will be honest at all times.”
Yoongi looks up at Hoseok. “I… you probably know this from the last time we saw each other, but I’m not interested in an open relationship. If I’m going to be with a dom, I need to be their only sub. I…” Yoongi sighs, fidgeting with his hands nervously. “My last boyfriend cheated. And it’s stupid, but… but it’s important to me. Faithfulness. It’s… my number one condition. I’m… I’m open to bringing other people into scenes. But emotionally… contractually… I need assurance I’m the only one.”
“I understand. Thank you for sharing that with me. And if we do sign a contract together, I have no issues with exclusivity. In this world, those lines can kind of blur a bit. For example, our scene with our friends last week. Even though I am a dominant and I was involved, in no way was I overstepping Namjoon’s authority. Seokjin was still his, even though I was there. And even if me and you were to be more… active in a shared scene with them, there are differences. Seokjin would always revert to Namjoon, and in turn, you would…”
“Revert to you.” Yoongi says instantly, nodding. “Yes. I’m okay with that. Those are…. my biggest stipulations with the dominant role. That my emotional and physical safety are taken into account in every scene… and the exclusivity aspect.”
Hoseok nods. “Don’t worry too much about that. I’m not… a possessive person per say, but there would never be a time when I would spring such a situation on you. If a scene is going to include other people, that is something we would discuss at length before we play. You don’t have to feel nervous about that aspect of it. But I also do understand that in the context of a scene, touching or playing with someone else doesn’t mean you want me any less.”
Yoongi nods. “It might take some practice for me to understand that fully, but I’ll learn.” He clears his throat. “Okay, onto the submissive role… I want to hear your desires.”
“Truthfully, I’ve never had a submissive that was mine. I have been very active in the scene for a couple of years now though. I think it’s safe to say I have built up a solid reputation at the club. But I don’t want to mislead you about my experience. I’ve never been in an exclusive contract with a submissive before.”
“And why is that?” Yoongi asks.
Hoseok purses his lips. “I guess… a big part of it was that no one that asked me intrigued me enough? I also didn’t feel enough of a connection with any of the submissives I played with to want a more long term commitment.”
“So… I’ll be your first… official sub?” For some reason, the thought of it makes Yoongi feel more relaxed. “You’ve never wanted a sub enough to want a contract with them?”
“No. But I have mediated them, and I also am not a person who is afraid to ask for advice. I talked to Seokjin and he allowed me to look over his, and that’s where I took some of my… inspiration per say.” Hoseok takes a deep breath. “But if I were to talk about what I wanted in a submissive, of course obedience would be a given but… I also like a bit of a challenge. I think if I was with a sub who blindly agreed to all of my suggestions, they wouldn’t hold my interest. I like the thought of getting to know my submissive on a deeper level; learning their boundaries but also pushing them the limits of their pleasure. Finding new ways to pleasure them and seeing that effort pay off. I like a little pain, but I wouldn’t call myself a sadist. The general idea of hurting my submissive, physically or emotionally, doesn’t really turn me on. But there are ways that a bit of pain or tension can be used to heighten pleasure, and that interests me.”
Yoongi nods along. “I’ve always been into a little bit of pain. Not pain pain, if that makes sense. But… some pain. I’ve been known to like spanking.” He flushes furiously. “But… I can agree to that. And I’m sure we’re getting to this, but any amount of pain play would definitely require a safe word.”
“ All of our play in general will require a safe word.” Hoseok amends. “There can also be a thing such as too much pleasure. Personally, I enjoy using the stoplight system; especially during sexual scenes, I like to check in with my submissive quite often. Hearing ‘green’ is just as much of a turn on to me as my submissive screaming my name.”
“Okay. Namjoon-ah told me about that system… so I’d be comfortable using it.” Yoongi bites his lip. “How do you feel about the idea of ownership?”
“I have no desire to be anyone’s Master.” Hoseok starts. “But… I have to confess that the idea of having you all to myself does excite me. Being able to call you mine, knowing that I’m the only dom you really desire…” He shrugs. “Well, I’d have to be blind to not want somelike like you, hyung. You are a very beautiful man; you had my attention with just a glance.”
Yoongi smiles a bit. “As the submissive, I’d like for you to refer to me as yours . I… I think I want you to be possessive. That… would turn me on.” He plays with Hoseok’s hand. “Your kitten.”
“You like the idea of belonging to me?” Hoseok chuckles, one of his arms reaching up to settle on the back of the couch as his fingers play with Yoongi’s hair. “Is that the aspect of all of this that you like the most?”
Yoongi looks into Hoseok’s eyes vulnerably and nods. “Yes. I… I like that a lot. A lot .”
“I have no problems using that kind of language. Especially if you like it.” He licks his lips. “Would you like for me to refer to you as kitten exclusively during play time?”
Yoongi thinks about it, pursing his lips cutely. “I think… kitten for the most part. But… I think I’d also like for you to call me my informal name. Maybe during softer scenes?”
“I can do that for you, but that’s not exactly what I mean.” He rests his hand on Yoongi’s knee. “Sometimes… some couples will keep certain words only for play scenes. It’s a way to signal to their dom or their sub that they are in the mood and ready to play. Obviously Namjoon is not a professor in real life, but when Seokjin calls him that…”
Yoongi considers, and then nods. “Kitten for scenes. Maybe… maybe you can call me something else outside of scenes… Something that still makes me feel special, something that lets me know that I’m yours …”
“You like it when I talk sweet to you, hyung?”
Yoongi smiles, a bit embarrassed. “Yes. Is that weird?”
Hoseok chuckles, shaking his head. “No… of course not. It’s sweet. You’re sweet. And it’s not difficult for me to compliment you. You’re such a pretty little thing, hyung; I think it’s cute that you enjoy being sweet talked.” Yoongi can't help but smile. It feels good that Hoseok thinks he’s sweet.
“But there’s an opposite to that. How do you feel about being talked to a little… mean? During play scenes. Some people enjoy that. Do you?” Hoseok watches his reactions carefully.
Yoongi considers, but the thought of Hoseok talking mean to him makes him want to shrink. He shakes his head. “No, I’m sorry. I don’t want to be called a whore or a slut, just for wanting you…”
Hoseok’s eyes get softer. “You’re fine , sweetheart. I don’t need to call you names or degrade you to feel like I’m in control. It’s a kink for some people; if it’s not for you, then we won’t do it. I’m not disappointed by that.” He hand rubs at the back of Yoongi’s neck soothingly. “That’s why we’re having this talk, baby; so I know what not to do. I told you, you’re delicate; you need to be handled with care.”
Yoongi smiles softly. “I… I like when you call me baby.” He can't help it — he leans in and pecks Hoseok’s cheek. “I appreciate that. I just want to please you; for you to think I’m pretty and good for you.”
“It’s good that you want to be good for your dom… but it isn’t all about me, baby. Remember what I said earlier? I want us to be equals. And pleasing you makes me feel good about myself. I need a partner who can be vocal about what they want.”
“I can do that,” Yoongi nods. “I’m not afraid to be honest with you, Hoseok-ssi.” He blinks. “Which reminds me… what do you want me to refer to you as?”
“Well, you’re my hyung. So outside of scenes you can refer to me anyway you like… Hoseok, Seok, Hobi… whatever you want. I’m very easy going about these types of things. As I said before, I have no interest in having a slave, so I don’t wish to be someone’s Master. I’ve got too many daddy issues of my own to want to be someone else’s Daddy.” He looks at Yoongi, licking his lips. “Sir would be acceptable… but have you thought about it? About what you would like to call me, when we’re playing?”
Yoongi looks down shyly. “Promise not to laugh? I don’t know… if this is a common thing or if this is weird…
“I’ll always listen to you with an open mind, honey boy.” Yoongi visibly flushes, and Hoseok smiles. “What? Too much?”
“No, I like that.” Yoongi blushes. “I… I think I like a sort of… reversal dynamic. I don’t want you to call me hyung during scenes… but I think it’d be kind of hot if I called you hyung.”
“ Oh. ” Hoseok laughs lightly, tilting his head at him. “No one’s ever called me that during a scene. But… I like it. I like that it’s new and different. It’s very… us. ” He shakes his head at Yoongi, making the older boy smile.
“What?”
“Nothing, it’s just… you’re really fucking cute. Would you mind if I looked over your contract a bit more now?”
“Yeah. Yeah, I want you to.”
Hoseok grabs the contract from the coffee table, but catches Yoongi by surprise when he pulls the older boy into his lap. “I want you to read it to me, baby.”
Yoongi can't help but lean back into Hoseok’s warm, lithe frame. “ The submissive agrees to follow the dominant’s instructions pre, post, and during a scene. The submissive agrees to be available to ensure that they are completely honest with the dominant at all times about their comfort levels. The submissive will never refer to the dominant in a way that is not pleasing to the dominant…”
It goes on like this for a bit, and Hoseok presses kisses to the crown of Yoongi’s head before nuzzling his nose into his hair as the other boy reads. It’s comfortable and it feels so safe ; Yoongi loves the feeling of being in Hoseok’s arms, of having his undivided attention.
Hoseok makes little noises after they get to the kinks section, not being shy about the ones he wants to try with Yoongi the most. Honestly Yoongi isn’t the most kinky person; there’s a lot on the contract that he has marked as ‘unsure’ or ‘maybe’, but Hoseok reassures him that’s okay. That they have time to figure out the specifics.
Yoongi doesn’t miss the implication behind those words.
Once he gets to the last page Hoseok tightens his arms around his middle, hugging him closer. “Is this what you want, pretty boy? Am I what you want? I’ll make you mine… keep you as my cute little kitten.” His lips brush against the shell of Yoongi’s ear, his voice low and sultry. “All you have to do is sign on the dotted line, suga .”
Yoongi shivers happily and grabs the pen, ready to sign, but he hesitates, looking at Hoseok over his shoulder shyly. “Can— can I add one more clause?”
“Tell me. Tell your dom what you want.”
Yoongi carefully, methodically in how he writes it, pens in a final clause at the bottom of the page.
The dominant and the submissive are allowed to fall in love. Romantic feelings are not considered to be a breach of contract.
The older boy holds up the pen, daring Hoseok to back out after his little addition.But instead Hoseok confidently takes the pen from his hand, signing below ‘The Dominant ’ with a flourish. He offers the pen back to Yoongi. “Choice is yours, beautiful.”
Yoongi looks into Hoseok’s eyes for a long, unwavering moment. He smiles softly, then, taking the pen from Hoseok’s hand and signing his name neatly under where it says ‘ The Submissive ’. He hands the pen and the signed document back over to Hoseok. “I choose you .”
“I will keep our contract here, at my apartment. But if you wish to see it at any time, or want to make changes, you are allowed to do so. Just ask me, okay? This is a learning experience for us both; don’t worry about getting everything perfect from the start. We’ll figure this out together.”
Yoongi nods, smiling a bit. “Okay… Seok-ah. I trust you. I’m… I’m happy.”
“Good. Your happiness is my priority.” His hand finds Yoongi’s chin, tilting it up so their lips are just an inch apart. “Tonight… tonight I’d like to try a little scene. Nothing too intense; I just want to see how well my kitten can follow orders.”
Yoongi feels flushed but he nods eagerly. “Okay. I’m ready. Can… can I kiss you? Just once. Just to seal the deal?”
“You can kiss me anytime you want, honey boy. You don’t need my permission for that. It would actually please me if you acted on those kind of impulses with me…”
Yoongi feels warm all over at that and leans in and kisses Hoseok unabashedly, their lips moving together soft and sweet but meaningfully . “Okay, hyung. What would you like me to do?”
Hoseok can’t help but smile at Yoongi calling him hyung. It does please him… hearing that deep voice address him respectfully. “Not every single scene between us will be sexual. You might find that you enjoy taking orders and being on your best behavior, even when there isn’t a physical aspect involved. I thought we could explore that tonight with dinner.”
Yoongi perks up at that, intrigued. “You want to cook dinner together?” He smiles. “I’m really good at cooking. My big brother taught me when I was younger.”
“I’m not going to cook, but you are.” He slides off of the couch, taking Yoongi by the hand to lead him into the kitchen. There’s three recipes sitting on the countertop.
Yoongi glances at them quickly.“I’ve never l cooked any of these before…”
“I was hoping you would say that.” Hoseok walks up behind him, back hugging him and resting his chin on his shoulder. “Chose one, kitten; for whichever one you do, I’ll give you the directions verbally as you cook. And if you listen well and stay focused, then our dinner should turn out fine. And if you follow my instructions and the food impresses me, then after dinner I shall give you a reward.”
Yoongi bites his lip but nods. Deep down, he loves a challenge, because he knows he’s competent and listens well, and he wants to preen under his dom’s attention and pride. He turns his head and presses one more sweet kiss to Hoseok’s lips before smiling and shrugging out of his jacket, slinging it neatly over the back of one of the chairs at the breakfast bar.
He studies the recipes closely and decides to choose the most difficult one, handing it to Hoseok. “Okay. I’m ready, hyung .”
Hoseok smiles, leaning in to kiss his cheek. “You picked the one with the most ingredients; kitten likes to work for his pleasure? You want to earn your reward?”
Yoongi nods. “I want to impress my hyung. I want him to be proud of me for accomplishing something difficult.”
“Your hyung appreciates that.” He moves the hand that isn’t holding the recipe up Yoongi’s body, to settle on his neck. His fingers slip underneath the black choker. “Almost as much as I appreciate this.” He turns Yoongi around, so the shorter man is looking into his eyes. “But kitten, you’re mine. That means that I pick out the collars you wear, and I always put them on you. Wouldn’t you like that, honey boy? Me putting something special and pretty on your beautiful, delicate neck?”
Yoongi blinks up at him with wide eyes before nodding. “ Yes . From now on, only hyung chooses my collars. Do you want me to take this one off?”
“Don’t misunderstand me, kitten. I’m very happy that you put so much effort into looking good for me. You spent time getting ready… making yourself look nice and pretty for me, didn’t you?”
Yoongi nods. “Yes. Does hyung like how I look tonight?” He hangs a bit off of Hoseok’s neck, looking up at him and blinking a bit seductively.
“I don’t like it, I love how you look tonight. You are gorgeous, darling, and I love to look at you.” His finger plays with the choker. “I’m feeling generous, so I think I’ll let you choose. I have a few chokers here; I like to wear them myself, for fashion. You do look very pretty in this one, so I wouldn’t mind if you kept it on. But if you’d prefer one of my own—”
“I’d love to wear one of yours.” Yoongi bites his lip. “I want to wear something of hyung’s that’ll remind me I’m his .”
Hoseok looks at him hotly. “Do you… do you want to dress up for hyung tonight? I might have a little something that would be perfect. ”
Yoongi smiles, leaning up to press a slow kiss to Hoseok’s lips. “ Yes . I would love to dress up for hyung and cook for him.”
“Be patient for me, suga.” He kisses him once more on the lips, and then he leaves Yoongi standing in the kitchen alone.
Yoongi holds onto the countertop to steady himself, already feeling that urge starting to raise up in him to obey , and the adrenaline begins to pump through his veins. He has no idea what Hoseok will return with, but he thinks that’s half of the fun.
A few short minutes later Hoseok reappears, a smile on his face and his hands full. “I think you’ll look so pretty in pink.” He considers for a moment, before deciding to be bold, to see how Yoongi will react. “Hyung can undress you and help you into your new outfit. Would you like that, honey boy?”
Yoongi shivers a bit but nods fervently. “Yes, hyung. I would.”
Hoseok doesn’t look away from Yoongi eyes as he approaches him, setting the clothes in his arms down on the counter before gripping at the bottom of Yoongi’s shirt. Yoongi obediently lifts his arms above his head and allows Hoseok to pull it off before he reaches down to unbutton his jeans as well.
He helps Yoongi out of his pants, folding them neatly and placing them out of the way. He takes a moment to appreciate the sight that is Yoongi practically naked in his kitchen. “Such a cute little thing.” His hands settle on Yoongi’s thin waist. “And all mine , right?”
Yoongi licks his lips. “All yours.” He feels bare and vulnerable under Hoseok’s gaze, but he likes it. It’s exhilarating in all the best ways. He had opted to wear the tighter briefs earlier rather than his boxers, and he’s pretty glad for that fact.
Hoseok reaches for the pink sweater he brought with him; it’s baggy on him , so he knows it will hang off Yoongi’s smaller frame adorably. He slips it over Yoongi’s head and pulls it down his torso, the edge of the soft fabric hitting right at Yoongi’s thighs. “I was right; you do look so pretty in pink. How does it feel on you?”
Yoongi looks down at himself and smiles. “I feel pretty, hyung. Do you think I look cute?”
“You do, kitten. But I think you will look even cuter in this. ” He grabs the other piece of clothing, unfolding it to reveal a cute pink apron with white lace around the edges. Across the chest ‘kiss the cook’ is emblazoned in big, loopy letters. “Bend your head down, sweetheart.” Yoongi does, and Hoseok slips it over his head, making sure it’s centered on his body before ordering him to turn around. He ties the white lace in a pretty bow, right across his ass, taking a second to admire the view of Yoongi small, pale legs poking out of the big sweater, before making him face him again. His feet are covered in little white socks, but they match so Hoseok leaves them be; if anything it makes Yoongi look cuter.
“There. Now my cute little cook is almost ready.” He leans in for a quick kiss, following the apron’s prompt. “Just one more thing to add.”
Yoongi feels small and adorable and he preens . “Yes, hyung? Show me?”
Hoseok grabs the collar off the counter top; it’s a simple white velvet one, with a little heart dangling at the center. Yoongi tilts his chin up as Hoseok loops his arms around his neck, securing it into place. “Perfect.” He moves his hands to Yoongi’s face, stepping back to admire his handiwork before moving closer again. “Absolutely perfect. Hyung loves how you look. But how does it make you feel?”
“I feel cute, hyung. I like it a lot.” He smiles, crossing his legs cutely as he leans against the counter. “I love when hyung dresses me and makes me cute and pretty. I want him to watch me while I cook. Do you like my thighs, hyung? Do you think you’ll look at them?”
“I think I’ll do more than look at them. But not quite yet.” He quickly moves Yoongi’s clothes out of the kitchen, clearing up their workspace. He discards the extra recipes and picks up Yoongi’s choice. “I think it’s important that my sub has a good meal before we play, so we need to start cooking.”
He calls out the ingredients, directing Yoongi with his words when he has a bit of trouble finding them; after all, he isn’t familiar with Hoseok’s kitchen and he doesn’t know where everything is. But a few short minutes later, everything they will need is on the counter and ready to go.
The dish seems simple at a glance; it’s a stir-fry, so it will take some effort to chop and prepare the different vegetables.
But the sauce is a bit trickier; something that Yoongi will have to start early so it can simmer and reduce while he works on cutting up the other ingredients. He’s made stir-fry plenty of times before, but never his own sauce for the meat to marinate in.
Hoseok’s goal isn’t to make Yoongi flustered or overwhelm him; so he keeps his instructions simple, giving Yoongi one task at a time. He can tell that Yoongi has a bit of confidence in the kitchen, by the way he handles the knife and washes each of the vegetables before bringing them over to the cutting board.
And Hoseok is very much enjoying watching him; his large, inked up hands doing something domestic while wearing something so pretty is having quite the effect on him. Yoongi looks cute in his concentration, his eyebrows furrowing as he bites his bottom lip cutely. And the older boy takes initiative; mindful to stir his sauce and adjust the heat of the flame on the stove without Hoseok having to tell him too.
He gets the rice cooker going and starts to saute the vegetables, and when Hoseok tells him to be mindful of the hot grease, Yoongi gets the most surprised but happy look in his eyes; like he can’t quite believe that Hoseok would be worried about him over something so little.
Once he adds the beef to the skillet, the final component of the dish, Hoseok leaves his perch by the island and drifts closer to him. “It smells delicious kitten. You are very tidy and skilled in the kitchen. Hyung is impressed. Are you satisfied with your sauce?”
“Can I taste it, hyung? Just to see if it’s okay for you to eat?”
“Yes. You can taste anything you like while you prepare our meal. Remember that it’s for both of us; not just me.”
Yoongi looks into Hoseok’s eyes and brings the stirring spoon up to his lips, his cute tongue darting out from between his lips to taste the sweet and spicy sauce. He nods. “It’s good, hyung. I want you to try it.”
“I’ll try it when the meal is complete. I can be patient for you, kitten.” He sets the recipe down, both of his hands reaching for Yoongi’s hips; at this point the meat just has to finish cooking and then the meal will be complete, so Yoongi doesn’t need much further instruction.
His thumbs gently rub against Yoongi’s lower back as he finishes stir-frying the meal, and before long Yoongi is turning off the stove and moving the skillet to a cool burner. “Hyung, where are the plates?”
“Top shelf on the right.”
Yoongi nods, and Hoseok steps back so he can retrieve them. He watches with a smile as Yoongi carefully portions out the meal equally, and he can tell that the older boy is putting effort into the plating, trying to make the dinner look as appetizing as possible. But the wonderful smell and finesse Yoongi displayed already lets Hoseok knows he’s going to enjoy the end product.He picks up their finished plates when Yoongi announces he’s done, and walks them over to the dining room table. Then he carefully removes Yoongi’s apron, pleased to see he didn’t get it dirty, and he folds it up to be put away later.
“Come here, kitten.” Hoseok sits at the table, his chair scooted back, clearly making space for Yoongi.
Yoongi bites his lip and walks over, perching himself in Hoseok’s lap sideways, wrapping his arms around his neck. His sweater rides high on his thin thighs.
“Let’s see how well you did.” Hoseok grabs his fork, making sure to get some vegetables as well as the meat on top of his rice, and takes the first bite. He can feel Yoongi’s eyes boring into him nervously as he chews, but he doesn’t bother to hide his reaction. He hums at the taste, savoring the flavor before swallowing it down. “ Kitten. This is delicious. ”
Yoongi smiles triumphantly, relieved. He leans in and presses a kiss to Hoseok’s jaw. “I’m so glad you like it.”
“Would you like me to feed you kitten? Like I did that first night?”
Yoongi’s eyes dilate a bit at the memory and he nods, opening his mouth obediently before Hoseok even has time to collect any food on his fork.
“I need a verbal answer, darling.”“Yes, hyung. Please.”
“What color, honey boy?”
“ Green hyung. I like this idea very much.” He kisses Hoseok’s nose, making the brunette chuckle.
“So sweet.” He muses, before offering Yoongi his first bite. From there he alternates between the two of them, watching in delight as Yoongi snuggles into his warmth and eats his dinner. He looks happy and satisfied, and it’s a look that Hoseok very much appreciates on him.
Once the first plate is cleared away they start on the second, but they only get about halfway through before Yoongi shakes his head. “It’s so good but I’m full, hyung.”
“That’s alright, kitten. Thank you for telling me. I think I’m hungry for something else myself.” He sets down his fork, eyeing Yoongi unabashedly. “You’ve done nothing but impress me tonight; such a good little sub, just for me.”
Yoongi looks into his eyes and flushes happily. “I impressed you? You’re proud of your kitten? It’s my first night and I was worried I would disappoint…”
“I doubt that you could ever disappoint me.” Hoseok kisses him gently, looking into Yoongi’s sharp but beautiful eyes. “There’s just one more thing we need to discuss before I give you your reward, kitten.”
“Okay, hyung.” Yoongi nods, brushing his thumb sweetly against Hoseok’s cheek. “Ask away.”
“I need you to be clear about this; are you planning on taking any other lovers while we are in a contract?”
Yoongi blinks. He didn’t even realize the answer to this wasn’t obvious. He shakes his head. “No. I meant what I said about exclusivity. I am yours ; that means no one else is allowed to touch me without your expressed permission, and in your presence .”
“Good. I don’t like the idea of another boy having you… if you want me to treat you like you’re mine, then you have to act like you’re mine.” His finger plays with the little collar at Yoongi’s neck.
Yoongi swallows and nods. “Tell me how, hyung. I’ll do anything. Anything to show you that I’m yours. Your kitten. Only yours.”
Hoseok looks into his eyes, watching his reaction. “I’d like for you to get tested then. Before we have sex.”
Yoongi shivers at the implication. Not only that they’re going to have sex, but that Hoseok wants to fuck him bare.
Yoongi nods automatically. “I’ll go to the clinic tomorrow. I’ll make sure I’m clean for you, hyung. B—but… can you do the same for me?”
“Of course.” He smiles gently at Yoongi. “Since I was active in the community, I made a habit of getting tested every couple of months. But I’ll go again now, so you can feel more comfortable and confident being with me. I know I have nothing to worry about, concerning that.”
Yoongi nods, looking down a bit. “Hyung, can I— can I tell you something?”
“You can tell me anything, kitten.”
“Maybe… maybe this is embarrassing but… it’s been… awhile for me. Like… over a year, awhile.”
“Shame,” Hoseok sighs, brushing Yoongi’s blonde bangs back off of his forehead. “It’s shocking to me that everyone else was able to keep their hands off of you for that long. Do you want to talk to hyung about it? Is this because of the asshole who cheated on you?”
Yoongi nods slowly. “Yeah. We were together for a couple of years. I thought it was forever. And then I came home early one day and caught him in bed with someone else.” He shrugs his shoulders. “I don’t know… after that I just… it was hard for me to trust people. I moved away from Daegu, kind of shut myself off from the outside world for awhile. I guess I thought… I thought if I didn’t let anybody get close, then I wouldn’t risk getting hurt.”
“Well I feel privileged that you chose me to open yourself back up to, kitten.” Hoseok strokes his back slowly. “Thank you for trusting me with that. I promise I’ll take good care of you.”
Yoongi looks at him openly, having a hard time putting it into words. “I don’t know why hyung… there’s just… something about you. Maybe it was the atmosphere… maybe it was the way you looked… I don’t know. But you’re so beautiful and you make me feel… so many things. And after so many months of feeling nothing but pain and confusion—”
Hoseok kisses him warmly, cupping Yoongi’s face. “I’ll take care of you, kitten. No one will ever hurt you again. Especially not me. I promise you that.”
Yoongi looks into his eyes and finds nothing but honestly. He takes a deep breath and nods. “I trust you, hyung.” He flushes. “Do you think… we could go to the clinic together?”
“Yeah… in fact, I’d really like that.” He looks at Yoongi tenderly. “I’m not… just your dominant. It doesn’t always have to be about sex or submission when you’re with me. If you need support, I want you to feel comfortable talking to me and asking for it. Part of me making you feel happy is me making sure you feel secure. In and out of the bedroom.”
Yoongi nods. “The same goes for you. I know I’m your sub but… I’m here for you. If we’re going to be this open and vulnerable with each other, I need you to know that you’re allowed to be weak and needy if need be. I can take care of you too.”
“I appreciate that. But the only thing I need to do right now, is to give you your reward.” He lets one of his hands slip underneath Yoongi’s pink sweater. “I think since you did all of the work to prepare dinner, it’s only right that I take care of you now.”
Yoongi bites his lip. “Yes, hyung. We should move to the couch or the bed, though, so your legs don’t go numb sitting in this chair.” Yoongi leans in to peck Hoseok’s lips.
“I’m not going to be the one sitting, sweetheart.” He stands, holding Yoongi in his arms and carrying him back into the kitchen. “Don’t worry baby, I’ll do the dishes later. But first…” He sets Yoongi’s ass down on the island. “First I’m going to make you come kitten.”
Yoongi shivers, looking unwaveringly into Hoseok’s big brown eyes as he spreads his legs ever so slightly. “ Yes , hyung. If hyung thinks I deserve it…”
“You do, sweetheart.” He gently slides off Yoongi’s underwear when the older boy lifts up his hips. He runs his hands up Yoongi’s thighs, pushing up the pink sweater to slowly expose his cock. “What’s your color, kitten?”
“Green, hyung.” Yoongi shivers when he feels the cold tile under his ass and thighs but the heat of Hoseok’s stare. “ Green .”
“I don’t want to do anything too intense tonight… I’m not trying to take you under but I do want to make you feel good.” He moves one of his hands to Yoongi’s cock, watching his face. “Would you like it if hyung played with you like this? Used his hands to make you come?”
Yoongi nods immediately, leaning back with his hands splayed against the tile. “Yes, hyung. B—but.” He flushes. “No… never mind…”
“Kitten…” Hoseok’s voice goes a bit deeper, taking on a warning tone. “If you’re not honest with me, you’ll get yourself into trouble.”
Yoongi flushes. “It’s just… you made me come so hard last week at the club. And you’re going to make me come again tonight. But… but I haven’t gotten to make you come yet. And I understand if you don’t want that tonight. I just… it would be a reward in of itself. Making my hyung come.”
“Not tonight.” Hoseok runs his fingers through Yoongi’s hair apologetically. “But soon kitten; I’m going to get you on your knees for me, and put my cock inside that soft, pretty mouth. But I need the test results first, do you understand? Because I’m going to make you suck my cock, and then you’re not going to let a single drop of my come go to waste.”
Yoongi shivers almost violently at that, his eyes going dark at the thought, reaching up to clutch Hoseok’s bicep for support. “Y— yes hyung. ”“ Oh. I see now.” A teasing smirk comes across Hoseok’s face. He grabs the little single use lube packet he had stashed in his pocket, pulling it open with his teeth and getting his hand wet. Then he fists Yoongi’s cock, starting up a slow rhythm. Dirty talk had been high on Yoongi’s list of kinks, and he intends to deliver. Though he would love for the blonde to get on his knees for him right now, and he knows Yoongi is more than willing, he wants to play it safe. So for now words will have to do, but he intends to paint a vivid picture in Yoongi’s head of what’s to come.
“Kitten doesn’t just like sucking cock… he loves it. You miss it, don’t you? You’re eager for it, aren’t you darling? To have a cock in between those pretty lips?”
Yoongi mewls softly as Hoseok starts stroking his cock and mumbling such filthy, heated words. He spreads his legs even more and decides then that now’s a good time to test the waters of just how spontaneous Hoseok wants him to be.
He catches Hoseok’s other wrist before pulling it to his face, licking a cute stripe up Hoseok’s middle finger before sucking it into his lips, never taking his eyes away from Hoseok’s the entire time, giving him a preview of what he’s capable of.
Hoseok laughs, slipping in a second finger when Yoongi opens his mouth wider, as he speeds up the tempo of the hand stroking Yoongi’s cock. “Fuck baby… just look at you. Wearing my clothes, wearing my collar… sucking on my fingers because you can’t have what you really want. Yeah… yeah, we’ll go to the clinic tomorrow. My baby needs cock bad, doesn’t he?”
Yoongi nods because his mouth is full but makes a soft noise of agreement, his eyes watering a bit as he takes his fingers in deep, curling his tongue around them. He arches slightly, lifting his hips up off of the counter as Hoseok strokes him a bit faster.
“Can’t believe someone as gorgeous as you has spent so much time alone… feeling unfulfilled. It’s not just a shame baby, it’s a crime. You deserve the world, kitten. You deserve so much pleasure. And hyung is going to give that to you. Hyung is going to make every single one of your fantasies come true… and he’ll show you some new ones too.”
Yoongi’s a mess, tears of pleasure now spilling down his cheeks, practically vibrating from Hoseok’s words. He lets Hoseok’s fingers slide wetly out of his mouth and he pants softly, letting out soft little noises and moving his hips into Hoseok’s hand, feeling his thighs flex and his ass clench around nothing just from how desperately he wants Hoseok and how visceral his body’s reaction to him is. “Hyung… hyung …”
“A pretty boy like you needs someone to take care of them. You need me to make you feel good, don’t you kitten? All this time… you’ve been waiting for me. Waiting for me to show you how good this can be. Waiting for me to show you that you were meant to be my sub.”
“Yes,” Yoongi gasps. “Yours and no one else’s. Only hyung’s. Only hyung’s kitten. Fuck. Talk sweet to me, hyung? Please? I’m close.”
“You want me to tell you how pretty you look? How sexy you are?” He tightens his grip on Yoongi’s cock. “You’re gorgeous ; even prettier than a doll. When you were wearing that apron earlier, looking so sweet and cooking for me, I wanted to pull your sweater up and bend you over the kitchen counter. Fuck, I can’t wait to be inside of you. You’d be so tight and you’d feel so good… I bet you look so pretty when you’re getting fucked. I bet you make the cutest little sounds when you’ve got a cock inside of you. I adore looking at you, kitten. I love watching you fall apart, just for me.”
Hoseok’s words make Yoongi’s blood turn into liquid fire, pumping hot through his veins. “Yeah, yeah, can’t wait to have hyung inside of me. It’s been so long since I’ve been stretched by a cock… want hyung ’s cock. No one else’s. Only hyung’s… fuck .” He tosses his head back and cries out, his hips twitching erratically as he comes suddenly, spilling down Hoseok’s knuckles.
It feels amazing , but the moment he can think clearly again he realizes that Hoseok didn’t give him permission, and he feels a sobering sense of dread come over him. “Hyung, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. It felt so good but you didn’t tell me it was okay—”
Hoseok shushes him, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Never apologize for feeling good. Never . I’ll tell you when I want you to wait for my permission. But right now just enjoy your reward, kitten.” He milks every last drop out of Yoongi before gently reaching over to grab a washcloth to clean him up.
Yoongi still looks guilty, a cute pout on his lips, but his cheeks are flushed and his eyes are glazed over, showing just how much he enjoyed it.
“Sweetheart…” Hoseok grabs his face, kissing him gently on the lips. “Don’t pout, baby. I’m happy that you enjoyed my reward so much. I love knowing that I made you come so hard. The pouting is very cute but I like my honey boy’s smile even more.”
Yoongi looks into his eyes. “Are you sure it’s okay, hyung? That I came without permission?”
“Baby, it’s our first real night together. You’re still learning how to be my sub, and I’m learning how to be your dom. It’s okay if we make little mistakes; what’s important is that we both feel good.” He kisses Yoongi’s cheeks, one right after the other.
“Later, I probably will prefer telling you when to come. I do enjoy that. But you did so well tonight, cooking me such a delicious dinner and preparing our contract. I am very proud of you, kitten. Disappointment is nowhere near my radar right now.”
Yoongi nods and wraps his arms around Hoseok’s neck, pressing a sweet kiss to his lips before burying his face in his shoulder. “Hyung… can… can I stay? When we slept together that first night… I loved it so much. I don’t want to go home…”
“No way are you escaping me so soon, suga.” Hoseok chuckles, picking up Yoongi and easing him down to the floor, pressing his back into the hardwood. “I’m not quite done playing with you yet. You wanna feel how much hyung wants you right now?”
Yoongi blinks up at him owlishly but nods. “Yes, hyung.”
“Spread your legs for me, baby.” Yoongi does, and Hoseok immediately gets between them. The older boy can feel his hardness through his jeans, and it makes him gasp. “Does it feel too rough on your skin? You can tell me.” Hoseok rocks forward experimentally, the denim brushing across Yoongi’s soft skin.
“It’s fine. Hyung… I wanna feel how much you want me. Please…”Hoseok kisses him then, grinding forward to find some friction; he’s been hard for what feels like forever , and Yoongi is so sweet and pliant underneath him. It doesn’t take long for him to get himself riled up.
“That’s right, hyung.” Yoongi nuzzles against his nose and lips. “Pretend you’re sinking your thick cock into me. Imagine how tight I am… just for you.” He grips at Hoseok’s arms for leverage, to keep himself steady as Hoseok ruts against him.
“I know you’d feel so good… I know you’d be so good for me. I can’t wait to have you that way… fuck baby. I’m getting close. I’m not immune to your charms at all. Those pretty eyes and that sexy little smile… you’re so perfect for me.”“You were meant to be mine. With this cute little body and that gorgeous face. Tell me who you belong to.”
Yoongi curls his fingers into the back of Hoseok’s hair, pressing their foreheads together. “You, hyung. I belong to you.” He spreads his legs even more, arching his back up so Hoseok’s now properly pressing against his entrance. “And one day soon, you’ll be able to be inside of me… claim me as yours. Leave me dripping with your come.”
“ Fuck. ” Hoseok grabs at Yoongi’s sweater as he tightens his grip, and more of his neck is exposed. He remembers how much Yoongi liked it before, when he marked his skin. “I’m going to bite you when I come, kitten. You’re going to wear my mark.”
“ Yes ,” Yoongi moans, baring his neck for him, tilting his chin back and staring at him hotly. “Let them know that I’m yours.”
Hoseok claims his lips in a messy kiss, grinding down harder against Yoongi’s body until he’s right on the edge. Then he lets his teeth find his sub’s neck, biting down as he comes and comes. He can hear Yoongi calling out sweetly to him, his hands running down Hoseok’s back as he sinks into his orgasm.
He lets go of Yoongi’s neck with a moan, before turning his attention to his mouth, biting at his lips as he kisses him. “ Kitten. You made hyung feel so good.”
Yoongi smiles proudly. “Hyung is so pretty when he comes. Hyung… can I clean you up?”
“Not with your tongue; not yet anyway. I’m sure kitten would love to lick up my come someday, wouldn’t he?”
Yoongi nods, his mouth watering at the thought. “Yes, hyung. But I just meant with a towel today. Though… I’m not sure if you want me to see your cock just yet…”
“I’ll take care of myself tonight, kitten.” He stands to his feet and pulls Yoongi up off the floor with him. “Why don’t you pick some snacks and meet me in the bedroom? I can clean up, then we can cuddle and talk a bit more… would you like that?”
Yoongi smiles sweetly and pecks his lips. “Yes, hyung.”
Hoseok kisses him back. “Second door on the left, suga.” He grabs a few water bottles from the fridge, and makes his way further into the apartment.
Yoongi lingers in the kitchen, looking through the fridge for something easy to snack on; he read online that it’s common for doms to make their subs eat something after a scene, and even though he isn’t necessarily hungry after such a big dinner, he is touched that Hoseok is constantly looking out for him.
His eyes land on the perfect thing, and he grabs it before skipping out of the kitchen in search of Hoseok’s bedroom. Later he’ll scope out the apartment more, pay attention to the little personal touches that make it Hoseok’s, but for now he’s too eager to see his dom again.
Hoseok is already in bed when he opens the bedroom door, spread out on top of the covers, shirtless with a pair of comfortable pajama pants covering his legs.
“Come on in kitten. Don’t make me stay in bed alone.” Hoseok chuckles when Yoongi practically jumps in to join him.
“You had my favorite,” Yoongi smiles, opening a bag of honey flavored rice snacks and taking one out, popping it in Hoseok’s mouth before following it with a kiss. “I was in the mood for something sweet.”
“Honey snacks for my honey boy,” Hoseok smiles as he chews, and Yoongi leans down to press a kiss to one of the cute dimples that appear before cuddling into his side.
Yoongi can sense that he’s about to enter into something good with the beautiful boy currently cradling him in his arms and feeding him sweet and sticky snacks. He can feel in his heart that it’s also important . Hoseok makes him dizzy in a good way, and not just because he’s now his dom.
But for now, he’s content to laugh and kiss and cuddle and let the rest of the world melt away. Hoseok’s lips taste like honey, and Yoongi forgets about the rest.