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Jisung wasn't sure how or when he had ended up in this room, but he knew one thing for certain: any BDSM lover would never want to leave it. The atmosphere was intoxicating, with dim lighting and the perfect amount of mystery. It was his final task before the meeting that would decide his career, and he had been sent to the room beneath the building, a space that felt both ominous and thrilling.

Suddenly, the door opened, and Chan and Felix stepped inside. Jisung, seated in a chair, quickly stood and made to bow in greeting to his boss, but Chan was quicker, waving him off with a casual smile.

"No need to be so formal, Jisung. Even though I'm your boss, you can just call me Hyung like everyone else," Chan said, giving Jisung's shoulder a reassuring pat.

Felix, on the other hand, threw himself onto the nearby bed with a playful grin, careful not to spill his strawberry milk as he lounged comfortably. "So... what are we doing in the video? Anyone got a script, or are we improvising it?" he asked, his carefree tone breaking the tension.

Chan chuckled, used to Felix's laid-back attitude. "The staff told me the scene should have dom/sub undertones with some BDSM elements, but other than that, we're free to improvise. It's pretty open-ended." He turned to Jisung with a more serious expression. "I'll be the master, and Felix here is the brat. You'll both be addressing me as 'Sir' during the scene. Does that work for you, Jisung?"

Jisung blinked, taken aback by how smoothly Chan could switch between his casual demeanour and this more commanding persona. "Yeah, I've never done anything like this before, but I'm game to try," he said, feeling a flutter of nerves mix with excitement.

Felix, still lounging, chimed in. "Our safeword is 'red'—easy to remember." He sipped on his milk, completely nonchalant about the serious nature of their upcoming task.

"For the scene," Chan continued, "I was thinking we could start with you two together at a club. I'll 'pick you up' there, and we'll continue the action back here. Felix will act more experienced, while you, Jisung, will be the one new to BDSM. We'll guide you through it. Does that sound good?"

Jisung nodded, still processing how quickly Chan had mapped out the entire scene. "That works for me, Hyung."

"Great," Felix said, hopping off the bed. "I'll go tell the staff to prep the set. Chan, you should start getting Sungie ready because we won't have much time once we begin. I'll grab you both some clothes." With that, Felix skipped out of the room, leaving an awkward silence behind.

Chan shifted awkwardly, cheeks flushed. Despite his experience, he still found these moments a bit embarrassing, which put Jisung at ease. "Do you want me to help you get prepped, or would you rather do it yourself?" Chan asked, rubbing the back of his neck.

"You can help," Jisung replied, biting his lip nervously. "It'll probably be quicker. Besides, my fingers won't do much compared to yours." His eyes flickered down to Chan's veiny hands, and he couldn't help the heat that flushed his face.

A smirk tugged at the corner of Chan's lips as he gently pushed Jisung back onto the mattress, climbing over him in a smooth, practised motion. Jisung gasped, his hands reflexively gripping Chan's strong arms as the older man hovered above him.

"Look at you," Chan murmured, pressing his thumb against Jisung's lips. "Already sucking on my thumb like a good boy, without even being told to. Why don't we get you in the mood, huh? Tell Sir what you like."

Jisung blinked, his mind going blank as Chan's thumb pressed past his lips. He couldn't think—could barely process the situation. The praise mixed with the intensity of Chan's presence was overwhelming.

"I bet you like being called a good boy," Chan continued, his voice deepening. "But I wonder... how would you feel if I called you a little slut, huh? Sucking on my thumb so willingly, without even needing a command. So eager to please your Sir."