Dangerous |ksj + knj| (eng)

Chapter 7: The(ir) Ball(s), part 2

(Slight choking, handcuffs, slight spanking, slight humiliation)

"When we get to my house, I'm gonna show you, who's the boss here. You have been teasing me all evening and I'm tired of it. Someone needs to learn their lesson."

Jin stared at the latter, a glimpse of fear in his eyes. He knew that the latter was serious and his ass would be broken after he was done with him. Namjoon smirked, enjoying the look on the older's face. He let him go and the other gasped quietly, rubbing his neck lightly.

He was scared and yet a little excited and curious about what was about to happen.

And soon, maybe too soon, the driver was parking the car in front of a huge mansion, which Jin could not help but stare at. His lips parted slightly, the other man watching his excitement with a faint smile. But as soon as he realised, he put on an emotionless mask.

"You like it?" Namjoon asked and the other nodded, his eyes not leaving the building. He unfastened his seatbelt and got out of the car. Namjoon grabbed him by his wrist, quietly walking through the front door and other rooms. Jin was looking around the place as he was dragged by the latter while his heart was pounding with nervosity.

"Okay, some rules," Jin got pushed on the wall next to some closed door. "Green - means 'everything's fine', orange means 'I don't like this, I've had enough, let's do something different', red means 'stop immediately'. Understand?"

Jin nodded but Namjoon shook his head. "No nodding, I wanna hear you say it."

"I understand."

"Good, repeat the colours," Namjoon ordered.

"Green, orange, red," Jin obeyed and the latter nodded.

"Good. Another rule, I am Sir for you from now on. Do you understand? Use your words."

"I understand, Sir."

"Good," Namjoon nodded, finally kissing the latter. As soon as their lips met, it became passionate and heated. Namjoon grabbed him by his waist, already pulling Jin's pants down while still kissing. The older was a little surprised at the speed, but he did not complain; he was edged all evening.

Their tongues joined, Namjoon exploring every millimetre in the other's mouth. Jin's hands went up to the latter's hair, but they were quickly pinned to the wall next to his head. Their kiss was messy, saliva and tongue everywhere.

Namjoon pulled away and they made eye contact for a second, but Jin was quickly lifted and thrown over his shoulder. The older yelped in surprise, his eyes widening. His black boxers were pulled down, exposing his ass, as Namjoon walked down the hall, occasionally slapping the latter's cheek, which earned him quiet whines every time.

"Hi, Jungkook," the younger greeted someone with a smile. Jin widened his eyes in embarrassment as he realised a complete stranger had seen his bare ass, dark red coating his cheeks.

"H-hello, sorry," he said as they passed the young man, who greeted him back with a little awkward smile.

"Why are you apologising, huh?" Namjoon slapped the latter's butt even harder, the sound ringing through the halls.

Jin cried out, closing his eyes as the colour of his nude behind was slowly turning red. He hid his face, not looking at the random stranger, who was apparently Namjoon's acquaintance. His dick was painfully hard and pressed against the other's shoulder.

The younger opened the door and closed it right behind himself, locking it. He threw Jin's body on the bed like it was a ball and hovered over him. Their tongues got intertwined immediately as they kissed, Jin's wrists getting pinned on the pillow.