Suga Baby •Sope•

Meanwhile (finale)

A/N Ok I'm going to put a warning on this one. It involves medical play (specifically urethral sounding) and is not for the squeamish. It's fine to skip it.

For those of you still around. Enjoy!

"Hoseok?" Yoongi seemed startled to see him at his study door. Hoseok had arrived early on the last day of Yoongi's punishment. He wanted to try something new and he needed to go over things with Yoongi before the man was too deep into sub space to clearly make decisions.

"Hi Yoongi." He'd given up calling him Mr Min a long time ago. "Do you have a minute before I get set up? I want to run a few things by you."

"Sure. Give me a second." He fiddled with the laptop for a moment before turning his full attention to the man leaning casually in the doorway. "What is it?"

"I have some new toys and I wanted to make sure you were ok with using them. We didn't really go over them in the limits."

"Oh? What did you have in mind?" He could never fully get over how they could be so nonchalant while discussing the oft times downright obscene things they wanted to do to each other. It was one of the many aspects of their relationship he enjoyed. The complete lack of self-consciousness or shame when it came to sex. If it had the potential for pleasure, it was up for discussion at the very least.

"Sounding. Have you heard of it?" He asked curiously. Yoongi was better versed in all things kink than he was, but sometimes he was surprised to find the more experienced man completely clueless.

"No." But he looked intrigued. "What is it?"

"It's part of medical play which is why I wanted to run it by you."

"You sure? You know you're not great with needles. Or blood."

Hoseok cleared his throat uncomfortably. He'd already told Yoongi why he didn't like that stuff. But sometimes the older man liked to gently tease his more squeamish sensibilities.

"Not that kind of medical play. It's not painful, won't break the skin, although it is very invasive. It can be a bit dangerous, which is why I wanted to run it by you." He crossed the room to the chair Yoongi sat at, opening the small leather pouch he had in his hands and showing it to him proudly.

He thoroughly outlined their use and the precautions he would take, the precautions Yoongi would also have to take and the very specific aftercare needed. When he was done, Yoongi was nodding thoughtfully.

"And you're sure you know what you're doing?" He pressed.

"As much as I can without having actually done it before, yes. That's why its really important you communicate with me, Kitten. I know you're wound tight after this last week and you'll slip into sub space pretty quickly but I need you to safe word the moment anything feels wrong, ok?" He gazed resolvedly into Yoongi's already soft brown eyes. "Promise me, Kitten. I would hate to hurt you because you're pushing yourself too far."

"Is it really so dangerous?"

"Like I said, not if we do it right and we talk to each other. It's completely up to you. If you don't think you can be lucid enough to stop if things go wrong, we'll do something else." He offered. He never pushed outside the bedroom. He'd learned that lesson well.

Yoongi bit his lip, looking torn. "No, I want to try. It sounds... intense."

Hoseok's face lit up in a buoyant grin. "Awesome! I'll let you finish up here then. Come to the bedroom when you're done."

And with that he left the room to set up everything he would need for tonight's scene.

A little over half an hour later he heard Yoongi traversing the stairs. He nodded to himself. Everything was ready. He was ready.