"I won't fucking submit to you," Yoongi spat. "And I certainly don't need to justify myself to someone like you."
"Suit yourself," his dom replied casually. "But remember, Yoongi,
...in this world, even the mightiest fall."
In a world ruled by domin...
....detective." . . . . . . Yoongi's laughter echoed as Jin's words hung in the air. He shook his head in disbelief, convinced that Jin was joking.
However, the elder then showed him his ID card which shattered Yoongi's skepticism. He raised his eyebrows in surprise, his laughter turning into a disbelieving huff.
"Wait, you're fucking serious?" He asked as he examined the ID card.
His eyes darted between Jin's face and the official card in his hand, trying to match the image of the teasing dom before him with that of a detective.
Jin nodded. "Deadly serious."
Yoongi leaned back, still processing the information. "Well, I'll be damned," he muttered. "A detective, huh? Never would've guessed."
Jin chuckled at his reaction. "Appearances can be deceiving," he said, taking another sip of his whiskey. "But enough about me. Your turn to try, truth or dare?"
Yoongi confidently declared, "Dare."
Jin instantly seized the opportunity. "I dare you to open up all the buttons on your shirt," he challenged.
Yoongi rolled his eyes at the audaciousness of Jin's dare and couldn't help but huff out in annoyance. "You're such a fucking freak," he said with a tilt in his head.
He began undoing each button of his shirt, revealing his toned chest and abs with each successive release.
Jin's lips parted slightly as he licked his lips at the sight before him.
As the final button came undone, Yoongi leaned back on the bed, his shirt now fully open, baring his upper body. He glanced at Jin, silently daring him to top that. "Truth or dare?"
"Truth," Jin replied, curious about what Yoongi might ask.
Without hesitation, Yoongi shot back, "Where do you hide all your weapons in this mansion?"
Jin's laughter filled the room again. "Still as strategic as ever, I see," he said with a grin before answering, "They're hidden in every room of the mansion, including your own. Inside the phoenix photo frames."
Yoongi's eyebrows rose in surprise at the unexpected answer. It was a clever hiding spot, blending seamlessly into the decor while ensuring easy access to weapons when needed.
Jin's voice dripped with seduction as he continued the game, "Truth or dare?"
Yoongi took a slow sip of his whiskey, his gaze steady as he replied, "Dare."
Without wasting a moment, Jin moved swiftly, towering over Yoongi who remained unbothered by the sudden closeness and was now pushed down on the bed.
⚠️
The elder positioned himself on top of him, his hands gripping Yoongi's wrists firmly by the sides of his face.
Their eyes locked in a heated gaze as Jin leaned in closer, his breath warm against the younger's face. With a daring tone, he said, "I dare you to remain silent while I indulge in exploring you."
Yoongi's response was only annoyance as he muttered, "I should have known from the beginning that you are a shameless fucker."
Without a warning, Jin's lips came down on Yoongi's earlobe. His kisses then trailed down to the mafia's neck, leaving several marks.
As his lips moved with increasing speed, the younger's attempts to break free grew more desperate. Jin pressed one knee between Yoongi's legs, knowing full well about where he was pressing.
Despite Yoongi's struggles, Jin's grip remained strong, holding him in place as he marked his neck with a series of passionate kisses and eager suckling.
The room was filled with the heavy scent of whiskey and desire as Jin's actions grew more eager as he tried to get a reaction out of Yoongi. He trailed more lower, leaving a fiery path of kisses down his chest.
Yoongi gritted his teeth, determined to maintain his silence. As Jin's tongue flicked teasingly over his nipples, he fought to supress the sounds that threatened to escape his lips. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging into his palms.
Jin then sat up on top of him, his gaze roaming over the disheveled figure beneath him. Yoongi's tousled hair framed his flushed face, his chest rising and falling with ragged breaths.
Jin couldn't help but love the sight infront of him - a captivating blend of beauty and confidence. With a smirk, he reached out and brushed his fingers over Yoongi's lips, savoring the softness.
As he rose from the bed, he cast one last look at the mafia, who lay there, a portrait of disarray and allure.
With a satisfied grin, "I must say, Yoongi, you make quite a tempting sight," Jin said. "But for now, I think we'll leave it at that. Until next time." He said as he settled back into his chair, maintaining innocence, like he didn't do anything unholy right now.
Yoongi scoffed and sat up on the bed, his eyes filled with annoyance. "Well, Mr. Innocent Kim Seokjin, truth or dare?" he challenged.
This time, Jin replied confidently, "Dare."
As he reached for another bottle of whiskey, he was suddenly startled by Yoongi's swift movement. Before he could react, the mafia was now on top of him, the chair crashing to the floor as Jin found himself lying on his back with Yoongi sitting on top of him.
"I dare you to not resist until I decide to stop ruining your everything," Yoongi said seductively.
With that, he grabbed Jin's hair firmly and pulled him into a rough, passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together, fueled by Yoongi's determination to tease Jin in return.
His hands wandered down Jin's body until they found their target, gripping Jin's arousal (if you know what I mean👀) firmly.
A low groan escaped Jin's lips as Yoongi continued to kiss him roughly, their desires matching in the heat of the moment.
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