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Yoongi tried to square his shoulders, stand a bit taller, but it felt out of place even to himself. He wasn’t used to this – he was a well-known producer, for God’s sake, he was used to people looking at him with respect, he was used to leading a room.
Oh, thank the lord for the NDAs everyone had to sign to be in this very room.
To his absolute delight, though, he was melting already. He could feel his walls coming down, his composure pleasantly fraying with the simple fact that he was here and he was about to be taken care of. It was as if his body was preparing him– The longing he’d been feeling was now anticipation, bubbling hot in his stomach and traveling all the way to his fingertips.
“My name is Yoongi,” he said, clearer this time. He kept his posture neutral but dignified– Not that it could make up for his nudity and the heavy collar around his neck, but still. It was a reflex, almost.
One he hoped to be trained out of today.
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Yoongi has been stressed, and he needs a pick-me-up that includes the most intense sex he's ever had.
Series
- Part 1 of what safety feels like in chains