Black velvet ribbon

Boss had a free schedule today so he made himself comfortable on the couch in his living room with the live stream from Noeul's fan meeting.

He knew how nervous Noeul was right now and he also was excited every second before the event.

"You got this, baby boy," he wrote to him personally on LINE, before leaving him an appreciative and encouraging message on X. He just couldn't help but add the deep red heart behind his message. He posted it with a big grin on his face.

Several minutes passed and the live stream finally started. Boss slid forward on the couch, his elbows resting on his thighs, his fingers intertwined and his chin resting on them. He watched the beginning of the performance with concentration. Noeul showed him the setlist in the middle of the week, but didn't reveal what outfit he would be wearing today.

When the lights on the stage came on and Noeul stepped forward, Boss let out a deep laugh.

"Oh you naughty boy"

He carefully followed the performance, every step, every powerful and elegant movement of Noeul and his sinewy body. He couldn't wait to wrap his hands around Noeul's waist and cover his soft, milky skin with kisses and bite marks.

It didn't matter how many times he had seen Noeul like this, how many times he had felt his delicate skin between his hands, he couldn't get enough of the feeling.

Boss grabbed his phone and typed a message.

"I want you to wear the skirt and the choker when I come to your place tonight"

He didn't write anything else.

A hot knot was already forming in his stomach, full of anticipation for tonight and with a wry grin he leaned back on the couch to enjoy the rest of the fan meeting.

- - - - - -

Tired and drained, but with a satisfied smile on his face, Noeul fell into the back seat of Ma Chen's car. The event demanded everything from him, but he enjoyed every second on stage.

Noeul took his cell phone out of his pocket and stared, now for the 10th time, at the message that Boss had left him. He looked to his right at the seat next to him, where there was a black bag. Noeul bit his bottom lip and pulled the bag closer to him. Hot anticipation rose within him, sending shivers through his entire body.

"I'm on my way home, daddy"

He couldn't help but write daddy . He knew how Boss reacted when he called him daddy, how something inside him changed and his eyes darkened, as if something primal inside him was awakening. He shifted nervously back and forth in the back seat, his head already spinning and thinking about what Boss might have planned for tonight.

- - - - - -

Noeul examined himself from all sides in the mirror and a charming smile creeped onto his lips as he watched the skirt swing with his movements. The airy, cool feeling it gave him calmed his nerves, but this was short-lived. He looked at himself in the mirror and a slight blush rose on his face as his fingertips first touched the fine black ribbon and then the large pendant of the choker. He wore nothing other than the choker and skirt, just like Boss wanted him to wear. His fingertips ran up and down his slim body, causing goosebumps to form. He closed his eyes and imagined Boss's fingers caressed his body and his mouth kissing every inch of him. His hand moved further to the waistband of his skirt when he suddenly heard the apartment door close and a key being put into the bowl next to the door.

Noeul scurried to the light switch, dimmed the lights, and then ran to the bed, where he knelt and draped the black skirt over his legs. He put on an innocent look and waited for the bedroom door to finally open.