Chiminkoo
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Jeongguk feels Taehyung squirm under his touch. At least that's what he thinks. But is taught otherwise when fingers suddenly wrap around his wrist. The grip is firm and doesn't leave him room to pull his hand away.
"What do you think you are doing?"
He hears him saying, tone hard and voice as deep as he remembers. Jeongguk's eyes grow big as he looks into his client's ones.
"M-massaging", he replies embarrassed. This situation has never happened before, and it's inappropriate. Jeongguk knows that. He could get sued and lose his job.
However, what comes next makes his jaw drop.
"You can only touch me there when I give permission, angel."
Jeongguk's heart begins to race at the petname, and he immediately nods. "Yes, s-sir." It comes out shyly, submissive. He loves being called angel, especially by this sinfully hot man.