Suga Baby •Sope•

Ten

Yoongi hesitated at the doorway, his hands still cupping his groin, and looked back at pleadingly. "Please, I have a reputation to uphold. If anyone saw me like this..." He trailed off, his shoulders hunching.

Uncertainty flashed in Hoseok's eyes for a moment. "How many are here?"

"Three."

He seemed to consider that, then asked. "Alright, did they sign confidentiality clauses like I did?"

"Well, y-yes but they'll still s-see. I'm their boss. I can't." He argued.

Hoseok's uncertainty vanished, his expression becoming unyielding. "Green?" He asked, referencing their safe word agreement. Green for good, yellow for slow down, red for stop.

"G-green." Yoongi affirmed after some hesitation.

"Bedroom, Yoongi. Now." He enunciated each word firmly, brooking no more argument.

Yoongi nodded meekly and rushed out of the room. Hoseok's hand caught his arm just above the elbow a few steps later. "Not so fast, kitten, I'm trying to enjoy the view."

The index finger of his other hand slipped down his spine and traced the curve of his ass before giving it a measuring squeeze. Then he removed his hands, sliding them into the pockets of his trousers.

Yoongi nodded again, slowing his pace. The procession to his bedroom was agonising. He flinched at every bump and scrape, every creak of hinges. He'd actually squeaked in alarm when he heard Jessikya's voice, cool and professional through the thin walls. Hoseok had chuckled darkly behind him and his face had flamed.

The cool ducted air on his flushed skin; the feel of Hoseok's eyes on him like a touch; the dread they would be seen and the perverse hope they would be. By the time they finally made it to the lavish room his breath was coming in quick little pants and the tip of his erection peeked out from the top of his shielding hands.

Hoseok followed him in, giving the door a negligent push. It closed over, but didn't latch, a sliver of hallway still visible from it's edge. Yoongi eyed it nervously then flicked to Hoseok. One look at the taunting smirk was enough to tell him the move had been deliberate.

He shifted his weight from foot to foot while he waited for Hoseok's next move.
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Hoseok looked around the room curiously. It was enormous of course, he had expected nothing less. The floor to ceiling window faced the back of the house, overlooking the paved entertainment area that transitioned into a irregularly shaped pool bigger than entire yard he'd had as a child. There was a door he assumed led to an ensuite and a set of double doors that were probably a walk in wardrobe. Everything was decorated plainly with neutral, muted colours.

The space was dominated by a king size canopy bed that stood on a hardwood dais. It was obviously a custom piece and even his untrained eye could see the craftsmanship. The rich walnut posts were studded with steel-threaded holes that he suspected would house anchors for the restraints Yoongi admitted to having predilection for. The cream linens followed the room's theme of simple elegance, although there was a surprising number of cushions atop them. A bedside table sat on either side, obviously crafted to match the imposing bed. There were no lamps, instead the lighting seemed to be built into the room although he couldn't immediately see the switches.

There was a small study area with an unassuming white and walnut desk and white fabric chair. There was also a small sitting area with a wood and glass coffee table between two light grey low backed armchairs.

"Nice." He said at last. "Toys?"

"Uh, what ones do you want?" Yoongi asked, his hands still hovering around his groin awkwardly. He looked distinctly uncomfortable, despite the casual air he was trying to project. Hoseok had wondered if Yoongi's experience might make him more cavalier in these sorts of situations. He was glad to see it hadn't.

"Not sure yet. Let's have a look, hmm?" Of course he had a general idea of what he wanted and what kind paraphernalia might be needed. But he was also very curious to see exactly what Yoongi kept in his collection.

"Ok, this way." He walked to the double doors and pulled them open, momentarily exposing himself. Hoseok dropped his gaze curiously. Unlike Hoseok, he was completely hairless. He was fully erect now bobbing a little with each step. They were probably comparable in length, although he lacked Hoseok's girth. Slender and pretty, just like the rest of him.

He was distracted from the other man's nudity when Yoongi pressed against a polished wooden panel revealing a very organised play cupboard. Ropes, harnesses and restraints hung from the back of the panel in a way that reminded him of tool collections mounted on garage walls. There were several pull out shelves. He pulled out the first, finding various lubes both silicone and water based; condoms of various textures and flavours; and an array of smaller toys like cock rings and bullet and egg vibrators. His eye was caught by the collection of clamps, but he decided to leave that for another time. Dildos and vibrators were in the second drawer, varying in shapes, sizes and materials. Each drawer held something different, butt plugs; wrist and ankle restraints; spreader bars; gags; blindfolds; paddles; floggers; the sheer range was dizzying.

"Wow." He murmured, his fingers trailing over the various aids, stopping occasionally to pick something up and turn it in his hands inspecting it before putting it back. Once or twice he handed the toy to Yoongi instead, missing the widening of his partner's eyes while his attention was still on the cupboard's contents .

"Yeah, that should work." He said at last, pushing the drawers closed and closing the panel.

"Uh, Hoseok..." Yoongi cradled the toys in his arms, looking down at them pointedly.

"No, that won't do. You'll call me Daddy this time. We'll see how funny you find it when we're done, hmm?" He lightly pushed him out of the closet and closed the doors.

"Ok, Daddy." He said meekly.

Hoseok flashed him a smile. "Good boy. Now up on the bed." He swatted his behind playfully in encouragement.

While Yoongi climbed up on the huge bed Hoseok looked around, grabbing one of the arm chairs and dragging it to the edge of the slightly raised platform the bed stood upon. He sat down in for a moment, then got up and adjusted it slightly before sitting again. Better.

"Excellent. All ready for the show." He rubbed his hands together and looked at Yoongi.

A/N Sorry to leave you hangin' There'll be another update soon!