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It was a play of Iight. It was a play of shade and light that tampered with one's way of assessing reality. That's what Yoongi thought when he first entered the flat. Because his eyes? He couldn't believe they weren't deceiving them.
The door opened and the person he was meeting invited him in. Yoongi stepped in there, into the hallway with dimly lit candelabras. He couldn't quite trust his eyes. He was looking at the surprised face of his own employee. That just happened to be coincidentally somewhere he was meeting his regular subscriber.
There weren't many activities that he was interested in doing apart from his job. Yoongi didn't join the golf club like many bosses did. He didn't meet up with his friends very often, not that he had many to begin with. And all of them mostly were workaholics and homebodies who preferred late night Skype calls once a week where one of them would inevitably fall asleep without disconnecting.
Some of his colleagues that reached just as high on the corporate ladder as him and often met him on board of directors advised him to get a lover. A lover. As if he doesn't have too little time for himself, never mind someone else. Yoongi had his own hobby. Not such an innocent one as spending hundreds and thousands on a person he wouldn't even love and would keep for status only. It wasn't his thing.
Instead he had his own channel where he posted explicit videos. He actually couldn't believe how many people preferred... let's say, mature camboys. What started as a hobby flourished into passion. Of course the purpose was not the money. It was that pleasure that he was getting after releasing the video and getting good feedback. It was relieving him in a way. He could use it as an outlet to let his creative juices flow. He could expell negative thoughts by relaxing his body and sharing the process with the crowd.
Yoongi was totally anonymous. Nothing could ever trace Dboy93 to the respected and successful lawyer, The CEO of his own firm. He recently made a great deal with a big conglomerate that has been searching for a firm who could independently assess the deals. And just like that Yoongi and his staff easily moved into a new building, got a new office. And of course, they hired new people as they expanded.
One of the new employees was Park Jimin. He has just finished his internship then and Yoongi received great recommendations for him. He was polite and respectful and did his job splendidly. They even started talking more recently and enjoyed their debates over certain points in every case. He was fun and cute in many ways. And now he was looking at his face.
Yoongi was standing in the apartment where peachybaby95 invited him to in order to try and collaborate on the video.
- Sajangnim, - Jimin croaked in a fading voice.
- Jimin-ssi.
They bowed awkwardly. Jimin looked like he was about to faint. Yoongi tried smiling but he wasn't sure it turned out well. He was slightly shaken and still couldn't wrap his head around the reality where he was, in fact, fascinated with Jimin's flexible body on the screen, it was him who looked through his every video he sent when the other reached out to him, asking for a collab.
- It will be better if we drop the formal talk. Unless you changed your mind? - Yoongi said softly, summoning all his charm. - You totally cam if you want. No repercussions.
- No, I still want to! - Jimin assured, adding a shy "hyung" at the end. - I won't get in trouble, will I?
He said it so shyly and looking a little lost, Yoongi immediately tried to reassure him. After all, it would be rather hypocritical of him to accuse his employee in something that he was himself doing. And was enjoying greatly too.
It took Jimin seconds to get over the fact that he was about to get in the bed with his boss, and record everything on top of that. He invited Yoongi to sit on the couch all brought some drinks. He showed him some ideas that he had saved in advance and the elder felt himself relaxing while watching videos with him.
- Something like this, hyung, - he would say and Yoongi would nod approvingly.
They went through several scenarios that they could possibly recreate and Yoongi realised he made the right choice by agreeing to film with Jimin. They had similar tastes and enjoyed the same things. The tension has gradually ceased as they laughed amucably and thoroughly discussed the boundaries. Jimin showed himself as very serious about everything that concerned safety and well being of his partner and the elder appreciated it a lot.
It was a new side of Jimin amongst others that he had time to witness. He was a ray of sunshine in the office while remaining serious about his duties. They got significantly closer at work and very comfortable with each other. Jimin didn't hold back on borderline flirtatious remarks that Yoongi didn't mind the least bit. Even more so now when it turned out they've been communicating online too.
They moved to the bedroom when Jimin offered to show him the recording equipment he had. Everything was of top notch quality and they set up all the lights and the cameras that they were going to use. It was obvious Jimin was experienced and at the same time wasn't sure how to proceed. Yoongi could understand that. It's not often that the camboy you liked and to whose streams you got off often turned out to be your boss.
- If it makes you comfortable, you can be the boss today, - Yoongi offered and Jimin looked at him intently.
It was like his whole demenour has changed right before him and the elder found himself drawn to those expressive eyebrows and those soft, cute features that were in contrast with the hardened look his eyes were giving. It was powerful, strong. Authoritative.
- Hyung, why don't we just turn it on and see how it goes? - the younger asked and Yoongi found himself agreeing immediately.
He invited Yoongi to sit on the bed, still wearing his suit and asked to stay in that position, facing the camera. Jimin carefully put a mask over half of his face, later during the same with himself. After the record button was pressed he started taking some items out of his drawers. He put a weave of rope and a riding crop in front of his boss, along with lube and a cockring, all the while sliding his hand over his shoulders.
Every item had been discussed between them before and Yoongi felt like he could simply turn the control over to Jimin and not worry about anything but following his lead.
Jimin appeared in the frame wearing nothing but a long white button up that was a few sizes too big on him. The length of it reached his mid thighs but it was transparent and thin enough for Yoongi to know there was not a thread more underneath.
- Hyung? Colour? - Jimin asked.
- Green, - Yoongi answered, basking in Jimin's sweet tone.
Even though he knew he was going to listen to commands, he didn't expect for them to be executed in such soft manner. It gave him whiplash and he freaking loved it. Before anything had a chance to happen his pants were already getting pretty tight.
Jimin started touching him slowly. He unbuttoned his blazer and slid it off his shoulders, keeping it gathered at the wrists. Yoongi kept his hands behind him when he took the position and now he wasn't able to move them at all. The younger leaned in and slotted their lips together. It was very much welcome. Yoongi often thought about those lips, wondered how they would feel. Now he knew and it exceeded all his expectations.
As Jimin was kissing him and licking into his mouth wetly, he started unbuttoning his formal white shirt. Yoongi mentally patted himself on the head for choosing to wear this exact outfit instead of anything else. He didn't suppose this would end up being a ruin your boss kind of evening but he was living for every minute of it.
- You look so formal in that suit, hyung. And so good. I like that a lot. - Jimin complimented him between the kisses.
- Thank you, Mochi, - the elder replied, opening his mouth for more of the hot licks of Jimin's tongue.
- Oh, I'm sure I will like the way you look a little tied up too, - Jimin said and that sultry voice made Yoongi shudder.
Jimin reached for the rope. He untangled it and slowly slid it between his fingers. Yoongi knew what he liked and wasn't new to this kind of play. But this motion made him almost break the position like an amateur.
- Look, I even chose the color that would suit your amazingly fashionable attire, - Jimin played with the rope for a little and then started weaving it around Yoongi's biceps first and eventually moving on to just under his chest.
He looped it around his torso several times, making a bold and simple pattern without any additional knots. It may have been technically simple but it looked amazing. Yoongi peeked at the screen that was showing whatever the camera was recording and was currently showing them both on the bed. The rope matched not only the white of the shirt but also the pale and slightly pink skin tone of his.
And soon as the shirt was unbuttoned he could see how defined his chest muscles looked. They were good without it but the place of the bondage led them to appear slightly thicker of some sort. It could be exactly what Jimin wanted to achieve because as he finished tying him up, including his elbows that were now attached to his waist, he immediately laid his palms onto his pecs.
Jimin started gliding over them, rubbing over the nipples as if on accident. Yoongi almost moaned out loud when those fingers pinched and slightly twisted the pink nubs, played with them so purposefully as if he was satisfying some sort of curiosity. He felt like he was a toy in the younger's hands, completely at his mercy and moreover, willing to do anything he was going to ask for.
Next item Jimin grabbed was a riding crop. Soft leather smoothed over Yoongi's cheeks gently, caressing his face. Jimin lowered the pad of the crop onto his neck and tickled his collar bones. Yoongi willed himself to stay in place. He wanted to show how good he was and, as if reading his thoughts, Jimin quietly praised him.
The first hit was has sudden as a light electric shock. It landed on Yoongi's chest, making him flinch. The second one came first after that. Jimin was placing them randomly though trying to distribute evenly between both pecs. Sometimes it would graze over his nipples and Yoongi emitted deep quiet moans after every time it did that. One particularly harsh swat made him whine and he arched his back, puffing his chest forward for Jimin to do whatever the hell he wanted.
Yoongi looked up at the younger and saw that he was watching him already with his attentive eyes. He was sliding his fingers over the reddening welts and the touch felt both sore and satisfying.
-Oh? You want to kiss me, huh? Hyung? - He asked when he noticed Yoongi was looking at his lips.
- Yes, please, - he asked politely.
Jimin set the crop aside and grabbed the rope weaved around Yoongi's torso to pull him up. Yoongi rose onto his knees with his hands still tied behind his back and let himself be kissed, passionately and hungrily. Jimin wouldn't let him go. His kisses turned messy, with saliva tricking out of tfe corner of their mouths, with slow licks over Yoongi's upper lip and teasing pecks to his reddened cheeks.
- Stay like that, - he instructed with the final peck over Yoongi's mouth.
Jimin directed his hands to the visible bulge in Yoongi's pants. He unzipped them and pulled them down, doing the same with the underwear. Yoongi's hard cock sprung free and Jimin took his time to look at it closely. He traced the bulging vein with his finger, curled around the cockhead and swiped the beading precome off the tip, putting his digit in his mouth right after.
Then he took some lube and slathered Yoongi's length with it, moving in teasing almost touches. He toyed with it, wrapped his fingers around the girth, reached the balls to squeeze them. And then he picked up the cockring and slid in onto Yoongi's shaft, nestling it at the base. It hugged him just right, perfectly to keep him hard while bringing the pleasant sensation with every tug Jimin gave him.
- Turn to the side, - Jimin ordered and Yoongi shuffled on the covers, changing his position accordingly.
Jimin got a hold of the ring and put more lube around it. He pulled on it and it slipped with difficulty, moving to the tip. Then he pushed it back to the root of Yoongi's cock and the elder moaned as the ribbed silicone hugged him again. Jimin continuesd playing with it like that, stroking along the length, teasing it with up and down motions until Yoongi felt like he was about to come. That's when Jimin let go and went back to Yoongi's lips, just waiting it out.
When Yoongi calmed down somewhat, he repeated the process all over again. And then again. Yoongi felt beads of sweat forming on his temples as he patiently withstood the edging again and again, meanwhile trying his best to hold off his orgasm.
Then Jimin bent over and licked along the shaft, enveloped the tip with his lips, tongued at the slit as Yoongi panted through the sensations. Jimin swallowed his cock and held it in his mouth, rubbing his tongue over the cockhead and pulling back with a pop, leaving threads of saliva behind.
- Hyung, I think I need your help, - he said cutely.
- Anything you want, Mochi, - Yoongi responded and the younger let go of his cock.
He turned around on all fours, flipped his shirt that slid down to his shoulderblades and stuck his ass out right before Yoongi's erection. He reached his entrance with his hand and pulled a clear plug out, showing off his loosened hole glistening with lube. He put some more of it over his rim and wrapped his fingers around Yoongi's cock, guiding it inside.
Yoongi pushed his hips and pressed inside, slowly sliding it. It was a little difficult to keep his balance but Jimin did a good job of meeting his careful thrusts that were gradually increasing in intensity. Jimin moaned at the sensation of being filled and spread his asscheeks, demonstrating how well Yoongi's girth was stretching him.
- Fuck, - Jimin cursed, - Ah, I feel so full, hyung. You fit me so well.
Yoongi responded with a sharp thrust that made Jimin almost topple over. He popped off the cock and turned around. He reached Yoongi's hands and untied them, undoing the knots on the elbows. He didn't wait to take the rope off completely, he simply loosened it and then carefully pulled the silicone ring off the elder's cock.
- Fuck me, - he said, slumping on his back with his knees raised and pulling Yoongi with him.
Yoongi diligently followed his request. He grabbed into Jimin's asscheeks and spread them, pushing inside again. He slid all the way in, jabbing at Jimin's prostate and making him squeal. He held tight onto Jimin's thighs and plunged in again and again, fucking him deep and fast. Jimin was jerking his cock as Yoongi thrusted in rapidly, making the skin slap on skin and the bed slightly shake.
Jimin came first, spraying his come onto his belly and shirt, milking himself until the last drops. Yoongi increased his pace to the limit and climaxed inside Jimin soon after, groaning at the feeling of relief that took over him. He thrusted shallowly, releasing until there was nothing left and toppled over onto the younger, finding his mouth again.
They slid their tongues over their mouths as they winded down, turning kisses soft and tame. Yoongi's hands compensated for the time they were bound by touching Jimin's relaxing body, squeezing all his curves and tickling his waist eliciting small bursts of giggles out of him. Now that they were done, he was back to his cute shy self, looking so magnificent with ruddy blush on his cheeks and his hair a mess.
With the last gathered effort Jimin reached the record button and turned the cameras off. The first thought after this wasn't shower like it maybe should have been but coming back to the elder to get more of those soft kisses which Yoongi generously gave him right away. They took their masks off and held each other close, both feeling no ounce of desire to separate at the moment.
- If I knew what you're capable off I'd run to you faster, - Yoongi drawled and Jimin gave him a dazzling smile in exchange for his confession.
- You were amazing, hyung, - Jimin pecked those cheeks, feeling the skin under his lips filled with warmth.
They eventually had to have a break for a shower which they refused to take alone. This gave more room for curious exploration. Yoongi felt like he couldn't get enough of touching Jimin's body, teasing him lightly and tracing the path from one beauty mark to another.
They decided to go back to the couch and order some food. While they waited Jimin showed the elder more of his ideas, slowly moving onto completely different topics which led them to watching a drama they both wanted to start but never had time to. Now the lack of time seemed insignificant as they sat pressed against each other, enjoying the shared warmth of their bodies yet this time not in a sexual way.
And Yoongi discovered that this, right here with Jimin, actually felt so very nice that he found it impossible not to indulge and switch from one episode to another with much less worries he had before their fortunate meeting.