Where I Found Home ||| Ateez (Yunwoo)

2

As they walk to the hotel in silence, Wooyoung has this feeling settling in his gut. He isn't submissive at all. He has never reacted to commands either. But for Yunho? He feels unnerved. This man would ruin him.

They approach the hotel and as they walk through the lobby, Wooyoung can feel Yunho watching him. They step into the elevator and begin their ascent when Yunho talks.

"You're quiet. Did I scare you off already?"

"No! Of course not!" Wooyoung snaps, realizing that just ruined his argument.

Yunho chuckles behind him and follows him out of the elevator into the hall Wooyoung's room is on. He whistles once more looking at the ornate décor when they enter the hotel room.

"Damn. Princess is living the high life. Makes me wonder why you're spending time with a peasant such as myself."

"I'm just making sure you don't steal anything from me now, Peasant," Wooyoung spits.

"Is that the best you can come up with?" Yunho laughs as he steps towards Wooyoung closely.

Suddenly, Wooyoung is pinned against the wall. He looks up at the man towering over him with wide eyes. Yunho smirks, his voice dropping low once more.

"Why? Are you afraid I'll steal your virtue? Your innocence? Or... maybe you're worried I'll steal your pride?"

Wooyoung scoffs. "My virtue was stolen a while ago, I am far from innocent, and as for my pride, it's a little wounded but I doubt you could hurt it anymore," Wooyoung mutters without breaking the eye contact.

Yunho smiles almost too innocently for the moment they are in. "You're really trying to get me to snap, aren't you Princess?" He asks as his hands ghost down Wooyoung's arms.

"I'm not scared of you."

"And?" Yunho asks.

"Maybe you should give me a valid reason to be."

Yunho pins him further to the wall and continues to use his height to his advantage.

"Maybe I'll reserve some time in my dungeon for you. How does that sound, Princess?"

The way Yunho says that makes Wooyoung's mind go wild. He knew what kind of dungeon Yunho meant, and... he wouldn't mind being locked up there for a while.

"You don't actually have a dungeon, do you?" Wooyoung asks uncertainly.

"Fuck around and find out, Baby Girl," Yunho replies huskily.

Before he can talk himself out of it, Wooyoung is surging forward and pressing his lips to Yunho's. Yunho instantly dominates the kiss, forcing his tongue through Wooyoung's lips and catching his piercing on his teeth. Both of Yunho's hands slide down his back to grab Wooyoung's ass in a grip so tight it almost stings. Wooyoung lets a moan slip out when he feels Yunho's hard dick against his stomach causing him to clench his fists in the older man's shirt.

Yunho proves how in control he is by pulling away and lifting a hand up to Wooyoung's throat to pin him to the wall when he tries to follow Yunho and resume the kiss.

"I don't think so, Princess. That's twice now you have kissed me without permission," Yunho growls.

"What happens on the third time?" Wooyoung pants, loving the slight constriction coming from Yunho's hand on his throat. The tattoo artist drops his hand, smirks at him, and then walks further into the room.

"Get dressed, Princess. We still have to meet your friends," Yunho calls over his shoulder.

Wooyoung has never been this sexually frustrated in his life. Why won't this man just fuck him already? He finds some loose shorts to throw on so his leg won't be irritated and informs Yunho they can leave now that he's dressed. As they step into the elevator, Wooyoung's curiosity gets the better of him.