Of Collars and Toys (Hyungwonho)

Final

"Really?" Hoseok laughed. He folded his arms over his chest, sinking down in his chair and throwing one leg over the other. He had been working on his laptop for the last few hours, drawing with his far-too-old tablet and its pressure that was slowly dying out. His work always kept him a little busy at times depending on how much art he had to draw. But if he wasn't forced to draw things for work, he was drawing in his own free time anyway and it sort of got on Hyungwon's nerves at time.

"I-I...uhh...thought you'd like it..." Hyungwon whispered, fidgeting where he stood. As if he wasn't already embarrassed enough, Hoseok's mocking smile made him feel even worse. The very second he walked into that room and showed Hoseok the little accessory in his hands, he felt like he had just walked into some kind of spotlight and was on display for everyone to see, even if it was only Hoseok in the room with him. And every time Hoseok laughed at the way he stood so awkwardly several feet away, scratching at the back of his head or ruffling his hair shyly; how his cheeks were flushed a bright rosy colour and his teeth nibbled at his lower lip; he felt just about ready to be crushed with his own embarrassment and was also probably mentally kicking him for having thought it was a good idea in the first place.

Hoseok ran a finger over his bottom lip, smiling at the sight in front of him. "Come here," he waved a hand. With rather small steps, Hyungwon ended up in front of Hoseok, staring down at him still in the chair as he wondered if possibly he was upset or not. The older put his hand out, asking for the accessory and it took Hyungwon probably about a minute or two of organising his thoughts before he placed the strap of leather in his hand.

"I didn't say I don't like it," he said as he waved his hand once more and Hyungwon backed up a step, giving Hoseok the room he needed to stand up, "I love it, actually." The blonde brought his hands to Hyungwon's shoulders and spun him around, throwing the strap over the front of his neck and bringing the ends together at the back, clipping them in. Turning back to face his lover with his eyes lowered to the floor, Hyungwon saw a hand come up and lightly slide along the side of the collar.

It was a soft pink on one side and black on the other, a heart shaped buckle in centre. Hoseok admired the pretty accessory, chuckling as his finger glided over the silver buckle. "The heart here actually makes it seem a little more kinky than you probably intended." He slipped a finger into the heart-shaped buckle of the collar, giving a rather harsh tug that caught Hyungwon off guard.

His eyes widened as he was pulled closer to Hoseok, their eyes just staring back at one another in silence for a moment. That is, until Hoseok dropped himself back into his chair, his finger still holding onto the end of the buckle and forcing Hyungwon to bend over as he was pulled down with him, nearly losing his balance in the process and letting out a gasp in surprise.

Hoseok smirked at him, harshly blowing air out through his nose when Hyungwon had to grip firmly at the arms of the chair just to keep himself standing in the rather uncomfortable position he was forced into. The blonde pulled harder, causing the strap to slightly dig into the back of Hyungwon's neck as he was pulled closer.

Leaning close, he placed a soft kiss just at Hyungwon's jawline before whispering, "unless this is exactly what you wanted? Hmm?" He trailed the tip of his tongue along the jawline. "You like getting this kind of attention? Or do you just wanna drive me crazy with this?"

Hyungwon dug his fingernails into the material of the chair, the fake leather feeling like it was about to tear at his force. He shivered in either excitement, anticipation, or just a reaction as he let himself fall under Hoseok's control. His position was getting more and more uncomfortable with each passing second and Hoseok only tugged harder.

"Hyungwon," Hoseok said in a teasing voice almost like a singsong. It sounded so gentle but it still drove Hyungwon crazy and it rang in his ears over and over. "Answer me," this time his voice was stern. His voice was deeper than ever before and Hyungwon felt so much smaller against him somehow, letting out a small whimper when the demand vibrated against his neck in a rather oddly sensual way.