SWEETHEART ➝ yoonseok (✔)

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hoseok woke hours later, his leg aching but not as bad as before. as he moved it slightly there was a small pain but it didn't feel too bad.

he got up, limping across to the desk yoongi was before. he looked at the paperwork on the table. there were large sums of equations on some of them, adding up to many bullions of dollars.

his eyes noticed newspapers sprawled around, headlines all stating about the same person; the black cat. the black cat was an anonymous person who either killed or sent to kill rich CEO's. on the victim's body he left a 'c' engraved into their skin. no one had ever caught the black cobra, and no one knew who the black cobra was.

until now.

"so you can walk now, huh." yoongi's voice sent shivers down hoseok's spine and he looked up uneasily.
"i-i'm sorry."

"it's fine. i must say, you look quite adorable in my clothes." he chuckled slightly, walking closer to him.
"now that you definitely know who i am, we're going to have some ground rules to keep you in your place." the man lolled against the desk.
"you are allowed to go anywhere you want except the downstairs basement. it's locked 24/7 anyway, so you can't but if it is ever open, you are forbidden to enter it. if you do so.. well, i'll have to punish you, won't i?"

hoseok nodded, his heart beating fast.
"rule two. if i ask you to do anything- and i mean anything, you are to do so without question.

rule three. you are forbidden to leave the premises. if you do, i will send someone to find you- and the consequences won't be nice.

rule four, you will call me either master or yoongi, if you would prefer. unless i ask you to call me something else.

rule five, if you tell anyone about me, i will put a bullet though your pretty head."

"b-but how will i be able to interact with people-?"

"you won't. the most you'll see will be me, lisa and some other maids. maybe some client dinners."

"what happened to jisoo?" he asked curiously, seeing yoongi's mouth twist into a disgusted frown.
"she's gone. lisa will be taking over."
"how?"

"let's just say she was at the wrong place at the wrong time and leave it at that, shall we?"

"oh.. okay.."

yoongi looked at hoseok's exposed thighs, licking his lips a little. he moved to sit down on the black sleek leather seat, pulling hoseok onto his lap.

the younger gasped slightly, biting his lip. he squirmed a little on yoongi's thigh, yoongi tightening his grip on his petite waist in response.

"i suggest you stop moving so much sweetheart." he whispered softly into hoseok ear, making him shudder at that. ignoring him, he kept on fidgeting around.

abruptly, yoongi flipped hoseok around as if he weight nothing. the boy was now bent over his leg; yoongi's hand slid down against the thin fabric that the boy had on, finding the waistband of his boxers.

he pulled them down to expose hoseok's ass, slapping it harshly. the skin got instantly marked at that and the younger squeaked, his body jolting slightly.

"look at it, marked already." yoongi purred, smirking. he rubbed hoseok's soft cheeks, then slapped it again, earning another squeak.
"say thank you." he demanded. hoseok kept his lips tightly shut until yoongi slapped him again, harder.

"t-thank you!" he choked out, shaking slightly.

"good boy, you're learning." yoongi said, a triumphant grin on his face. he slapped hoseok each time, the boy's ass going a lovely shade of pink, red and slight purple.

at the last slap, it echoed around the room and hoseok let out a small moan.
"was that a moan baby?" yoongi spoke in a hushed voice, rubbing the artwork he'd left on his lower half.

"n-no!" hoseok said in embarrassment. he definitely had a spanking kink.

"don't lie to sir."

"s-sir?" he stuttered. yoongi's eyes grew dark at the word, getting a small boner at it.

hoseok hadn't noticed it.

yet.