Where I Found Home ||| Ateez (Yunwoo)

24

With his new "collar" in place Yunho leads him back to the car so they can go home.

"I don't know if Dr. Anders told you but we are off our ban," Yunho says while he drives them home. He feels Wooyoung turn to look at him.

"Really? I didn't think to ask..." Wooyoung trails off and shifts slightly in his seat but Yunho still notices from the corner of his eye. "What else do you have planned?"

"I'm thinking about some play time in the basement, Baby. What do you think?"

"Yes, please, Daddy." Wooyoung says. He could already feel arousal shooting through his body.

"We are taking it slow, though. I want us to get started as if we'd never done this before."

"Why?" Wooyoung asks, frowning a little.

Yunho takes his hand and laces their fingers together. "Because I want all of this to be fresh. And I want to make sure you will be okay with everything mentally.

"I am okay though," Wooyoung tries.

"Think about it, Baby. In just six months you have done so much you never thought you would before. I taught you too much in such a short amount of time, when I should have eased you into it. You are the first sub I have ever had to train. I want to do it right."

Wooyoung sits quietly. "I consented to it all willingly. I regret nothing we did. But if you want to take the time to reteach me then I'm okay with that."

"Thank you. If it makes you feel better, it's as much for me as it is for you."

"How so?"

"I'll be able to learn your tells, your signs, your giveaways, in a more intimate way. That way I can learn to stop even when you think you can keep going."

Wooyoung contemplates this for a moment before he hums. "I suppose that makes sense, but you know I trust you completely."

"That doesn't matter." Yunho says as he parks the car in front of their house. "When we get into our headspace's, we don't always think clearly."

"Well, I guess you're right when you say I go dumb when your dick is in me," Wooyoung laughs. "If I'm honest, I barely remember our threesome with Jongho because I was so deep in my headspace."

Yunho chuckles as they walk up the steps to the front door of their home. He stops Wooyoung inside the door.

"I want you to go downstairs, strip, and be kneeling like I showed you on the floor by the bed," Yunho instructs.

"Yes, Daddy," Wooyoung replies as he hurries to get downstairs wanting to be good for his daddy.

He hurries to do as instructed, stripping and placing his clothes on top of the dresser and then even taking a few seconds to stretch his limbs in preparation.

He has no idea what to expect, but he's ready.

And so is his cock, already hard and aching.

He gets on his knees next to the bed, spreads them apart, folds his hands behind his back, bows his head, and waits.

Yunho takes his time to come to the basement but when he does Wooyoung doesn't move an inch. He stays perfectly still and listens to the older move around.

"You look so beautiful, Baby Girl," he says softly after a few minutes of silence. "What are your colors?"

"Green means I'm good. Yellow means slow down. Red means stop everything." Wooyoung lists them off without lifting his head still.