"Oh, really?" He was hard now, loving it and eager to keep playing. His hand was pinned down and the threat was tantalising, it was enough to get him going. Unfortunately, Hobi didn't have time to play. Yet. He pouted, batting his eyelids innocently and playing his little games. "Perhaps you just need to teach me how to behave. I guess I don't know how to best serve you. Maybe you can show me."
When his hand was let go of, he reluctantly stood up, glad his jeans were so tight that it was hard to tell anything. It kept his dick in place.
"I'm here whenever you need me, hyung." He bowed playfully. "I'll go restock the drinks."
When he was done with the meeting, Hobi went over his to do list as well as Jungkook's, trying to figure out what else he could tick off for him. He didn't want to make Jungkook feel like he had wanted to take over, but he did want to ease his workload, so he decided to go for the boring jobs.
So he called for a car and headed out of the room, simply nodding for Ten to follow him. Ten was still attractive, so as long as he could keep him from distracting him entirely, it might at least help pass the time. He gestured for Ten to get into the car first, then slid in next to him, making sure the screen was up. He didn't need the driver watching. Once he'd make sure of that, he suddenly grabbed Ten by the back of his neck and forced him to bend forward, holding him down.
"Cross your arms behind your back, please." Well, he could still show manners.
Ooh, more jobs with Hobi! More time with him too. Ten finished doing whatever the hell he was doing to hurry after his new objection of obsession. The car was swanky as hell, so clean and elegant. He hoped this was how Hobi-hyung always travelled. He climbed into the car and dropped down, watching the screen go up idly.
And then there were hands on him. He yelped in surprise, unsure if this was a game or an actual threat. Honestly, it could be either. He really couldn't read Hobi.
"What are you doing?" He whined but he still did as he was told. Arms behind his back, crossed perfectly. "Ow, hyung, you're hurting me."
"Good. You can use some pain." Hobi didn't really want to be reassuring. Ten wanted to play with fire, so he'd have to deal with getting burned. He used his free hand to fasten a zip tie he'd picked up at the construction site around Ten's wrists, quickly pulling it tight, then he used another to cinch it, finding he enjoyed the sight of the hard plastic digging into soft skin. He used his pocket knife to cut off the ends, making it both more visually pleasing and harder to escape. In spite of his harsh actions there, his touch turned all but gently when he ran his fingers through Ten's hair before releasing him.
"That should help you keep your hands to yourself. I'll be on the phone and you will sit here and be quiet. You got that?" He waited for a reply, phone already in hand.
The ties cut into his skin and he whined weakly, it was good to have this feeling again. It had been a while. The last time had been handcuffs, far too long ago, so this was an interesting change. The zip ties were different but painful, they cut into his skin and pinched unpleasantly. Which was kind of pleasant in it's own way.
He didn't think this was done to be cruel, he didn't think he had death coming, even if the uncertainty made his heart race. If it was supposed to be the end, he couldn't have petted his hair like that - right? It was a game. Slowly sitting upright, he met Hobi's eyes, excitement obvious.
Instead of giving an answer to that question, Hobi slapped him. Hard enough, but he didn't want to actually damage him, so he was holding back. Just enough to hurt. "I recommend you try really hard to stay quiet."
That said he started his phone call, greeting whoever was on the other hand excitedly, all smiles and sunshine, as was his style. However, he also bent down to take off his shoes, which might seem puzzling at first. But then he turned a little, putting both legs across Ten's lap as he stretched out. He never stopped his conversation, focused on business, not even as he pulled one of his legs back a little, so he could press his foot right against Ten's crotch.
The slap stung and he felt the heat from it even after Hobi moved away. He felt his dick twitch in his pants and he took a deep breath, trying to stay quiet as he'd been challenged. He liked to play, he liked the challenge, though he found it pretty easy to stay quiet. He watched Hobi, his dick throbbing, trying to work out why he was taking off his shoes and--
Oh. Oh. Shit. Hobi's foot pressed right against his hard dick and he whimpered before catching himself. He gritted his teeth hard, not wanting to lose his game. God damn it! He breathed through his nose, careful and controlled.
It made boring business calls a lot more interesting to have a pretty boy to play with, Hobi could admit that. He smiled, amused at Ten's determination, still moving his foot, to test how far his resolve really went and just to see how needy he could make him. They had a long car ride ahead, especially with how traffic could be around this hour, so he was in no hurry whatsoever.
He ended the call with a friendly 'goodbye', then looked at Ten with the same friendly expression. "How are you doing? Are you learning something about how to behave yet?"
It took a lot of strength to make no noise but he achieved it. He was a good boy, after all, and he was determined to prove it to Hobi. That was the best way to get a nice man, right? Seduction and obedience. He wanted to win Hobi over and this was the way. Once the call ended, he whimpered and jerked his hips forward.
"I am, yes. I'm being good, hyung." He pouted and gave the other a small, playful glare. "And you're not playing fair."
"I make the rules. Whatever I do is fair." That was how the world worked, after all. Maybe it was about time for Ten to realise that. "You are lucky I don't have any rope or you'd be a lot less comfortable right now."
He covered his eyes with one hand, so he couldn't glare at him for the moment, also using the hold to force him to lean back, enjoying to see how his back arched, now that his arms were bound behind it. Flexible, he could tell already. "Stop being so ungrateful. I could have you ride in the trunk instead, yet here I am, being so gracious. Why don't you thank me?"
Ten arched his back perfectly, letting Hobi control and move him. His flexibility was his strongest asset, he had used it with so many guys to get their attention. Cheon had loved tying him in impossible ways and leaving him, even if Ten had been in a lot of pain. He hoped Hobi would be kinder. It was hard to tell right now.
"Thank you, hyung." Wait, that felt wrong. "Thank you... master. You're so gracious, so kind. I'm sorry I didn't see that sooner. I'll be a good boy from now on. Promise."
"You do like to play." Ten definitely hadn't been lying about that. Hobi kept his eyes covered so much, mostly so he could watch him without being distracted by his eyes. He was a very pretty boy. However, he could only imagine what Suga would say if he ended up with one of the Dark Dragons - however low-ranking - as his boytoy. Didn't really seem worth that conversation.
But maybe. He'd see. For now it was a good way to pass the time, if nothing else. "You like being tied up, don't you? I'm doing you a favour here."
"You're doing me such a good favour. I can't help myself, I always have to keep my hands still or I'll do bad things." He kept his voice breathy and seductive, the need clear in his tone. Oh yeah, he knew how to play this game. He was clearly a semi pro at it. "Just like my mouth. You have to keep it occupied before I say the wrong thing. I need someone to keep an eye on me. Keep me from being bad."
Devil child indeed. "And I can make you feel good while you do it. I can reward you for taking care of me."
"Sure you can." Hobi laughed and put his hand against Ten's crotch, pressing down on his erection while undoing the buttons. Such a tease, from the way he talked to how he behaved and dressed. It was fairly obvious, really. Of course, it made sense, given the Dark Dragons, if anything it was surprising that Ten didn't already walk around with a collar on. Well, he supposed odds were that whoever had been playing with him was dead by now.
"I take care of myself. You don't worry your pretty head about that." He freed his cock and started stroking him, not that he intended to actually let him come.
"I will worry. I want to make you feel good. I can too. I'm-- ah, I'm so-so good." Oh God, Hobi's hands felt so manly, the skin was rough and his fingers worked skilfully. He moaned loudly, not bothering to be quiet now he hadn't been commanded. Whatever, he liked to show off his pipes. A few of his ex's said he made beautiful noises before.
"P-Please, hyung, let me show you how good I can be. Just... Just be with me." He wanted someone to play with again, someone long term to take care of him sometimes and hurt him when he felt like it. He missed the Dark Dragons for that reason alone - they knew how to hurt.
"You really are a needy boy." That much was for sure. Needy and demanding, but Hobi wasn't really complaining. He pulled his hand back, but left Ten exposed. It was a pretty sight, he saw no reason to hide anything. Finally he moved the hand he'd been holding before the boy's eyes too, frowning as he looked at him now. He was thinking. "I have to go to a bank now. You'll wait for me here."
They hadn't arrived just yet, but he recognised the street. "I'll think about what I want to do with you. You can think about that too."
"Oh God." He was just leaving him. Damn it, he was so damn close. He tried to keep calm, even as his dick throbbed with want, looking at Hobi desperately and hoping he planned to come back and finish the job. He looked to the windows, glad they were tinted and no one could see in. Not that it would have bothered him too much. Danger, the risk of being caught, all these games he was playing. They were always exciting.
"I'll think. I'll think of you." He licked his lips and looked at Hobi, trying his best to keep him intrigued. "I'll think of nothing else."
"Yeah, I should hope so." With that Hobi just left the car, not exactly looking forward to some boring business talk, but hey. It spiced it up a little bit, having Ten in the car in that state. Also definitely preferable to bringing someone this distracting and mischievous inside with him.
It was quite some time later that he returned, phone against his ear. "Yes, sir." He sat down next to Ten and reached over to cover his mouth with one hand, just in case. He wasn't risking anything. "No, come on, don't you trust me?"
That answer was about what he should have expected after the whole cocaine fiasco, but he still didn't have to like it. "Very funny. I'll not disappoint you again, Suga. Cross my heart."
Him and Suga were friends, had been friends since before he'd even known that he was Min Yoongi, the Min Yoongi, with everything that entailed. He was a good boss, easily the best he could imagine, but of course it had been easier to be his friend before he had known that he should fear him. He ended the call, since Suga had hung up on him, and pulled a very exaggerated expression to show his fright. "So scary~!"
Finally moving his hand from Ten's mouth, he looked back at him, looking him over. "How's it going?" Very casual, very friendly, as if he hadn't left him tied up and hard.
"I hurt. And you left me. Left me for so long." He pouted at Hobi, feeling neglected and hurt. And, you know, horny as hell. He was still so hard, it didn't take a lot to get him there. The constant sting of the ties, the people walking around outside, the driver leaning against his side of the door to take a smoke - all the normalcy while he was tied up and horny? It really did help to keep him excited.
He was still rock hard, his body ached from not being able to touch and while he could have just humped the seats with no shame, he was trying to prove how good he was at this.
That was how he made sure he got men he wanted. They loved being waited for. "Did you think of me?"
"Mostly I thought about business and not pissing off Suga." If he was being honest here. "But you were at the back of my mind, I'll admit." Rather prominently, even, but he didn't have to tell him that. No reason to make him get conceited so early into this. Even in more vanilla relationships, Hobi always tried to make sure that they felt as if they wanted him more than the other way round. It was good for his ego, what could he say?
"When does your shift end today, Ten?" He wondered what time Jungkook was going to start working.
"In two hours I finish. The jobs list is done so I'd just be watching the door, helping your men." Ten was the only one still left there and they didn't like him much at all. He was, by association, a Dark Dragon. He even had the gang tattoo on him. He didn't have a choice, he was made to have it - he was their property. They treated him like the enemy and he guessed he was, even if he couldn't give a shit about them.
It was always so tedious to watch them regard him with loathing and dismissal. "I'll do whatever you need me to do." Even if it was to go back and work, horny and worked up. It was an investment. Suffer now, benefit later.
"You have been to my place with Jungkook, haven't you? Come there when you finish. Go home and change first if you want. Maybe I'll buy you a drink." Maybe he would do a whole lot more, he wasn't going to make any promises yet. The car was already on its way, so he could drop Ten off before starting on his own work.
"If Jungkook needs you, then I'll see you later. Whenever you're done." Simple enough. He supposed he'd have to cut him loose before letting him out of the car, but for now he enjoyed the sight of him tied up.
"I'll come by if I can." Hey, free drinks and wanting to be seen. Hobi may be indifferent right now, saying and acting like he didn't care but Ten always knew how this dance worked and he knew that he had his claws in already. He could see it. If it hadn't worked, he wouldn't be tied up with his dick out, being invited to a bar.
All this and he didn't need to use the ring to get another visit. Nice. Maybe he would sell it on. Then again, it was nice to keep shiny things. "... Are you going to untie me?"
"Sure. Eventually." Hobi smiled, not really seeing a reason to hide that he was enjoying the visual. Well, he looked very nice like this. "You want to stay out of trouble. I'm helping you."
And helping himself to a nice pastime while at it. Eventually he did make a move, forcing Ten to lean forward again and cutting through the zip ties. "You can get dressed properly again." He didn't actually want to send him out with his pants down after all.
He tucked himself away with a roll of his eyes, secretly tickled by how this one played it. He was cute. He definitely liked him. He made sure he looked presentable, slicked back his hair a little and tried his best to ignore how damp his boxers were. Eh, he was used to it these days.
"You are helping me, hyung. So generous, so kind! What would I do without you? I'd be in so much trouble." He stuck out his lower lip and tried his best to look like a perfect little angel. Devil child.
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When his hand was let go of, he reluctantly stood up, glad his jeans were so tight that it was hard to tell anything. It kept his dick in place.
"I'm here whenever you need me, hyung." He bowed playfully. "I'll go restock the drinks."
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So he called for a car and headed out of the room, simply nodding for Ten to follow him. Ten was still attractive, so as long as he could keep him from distracting him entirely, it might at least help pass the time. He gestured for Ten to get into the car first, then slid in next to him, making sure the screen was up. He didn't need the driver watching. Once he'd make sure of that, he suddenly grabbed Ten by the back of his neck and forced him to bend forward, holding him down.
"Cross your arms behind your back, please." Well, he could still show manners.
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And then there were hands on him. He yelped in surprise, unsure if this was a game or an actual threat. Honestly, it could be either. He really couldn't read Hobi.
"What are you doing?" He whined but he still did as he was told. Arms behind his back, crossed perfectly. "Ow, hyung, you're hurting me."
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"That should help you keep your hands to yourself. I'll be on the phone and you will sit here and be quiet. You got that?" He waited for a reply, phone already in hand.
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He didn't think this was done to be cruel, he didn't think he had death coming, even if the uncertainty made his heart race. If it was supposed to be the end, he couldn't have petted his hair like that - right? It was a game. Slowly sitting upright, he met Hobi's eyes, excitement obvious.
"What if I'm not quiet?"
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That said he started his phone call, greeting whoever was on the other hand excitedly, all smiles and sunshine, as was his style. However, he also bent down to take off his shoes, which might seem puzzling at first. But then he turned a little, putting both legs across Ten's lap as he stretched out. He never stopped his conversation, focused on business, not even as he pulled one of his legs back a little, so he could press his foot right against Ten's crotch.
Well, he wanted to play.
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Oh. Oh. Shit. Hobi's foot pressed right against his hard dick and he whimpered before catching himself. He gritted his teeth hard, not wanting to lose his game. God damn it! He breathed through his nose, careful and controlled.
He could win this.
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He ended the call with a friendly 'goodbye', then looked at Ten with the same friendly expression. "How are you doing? Are you learning something about how to behave yet?"
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"I am, yes. I'm being good, hyung." He pouted and gave the other a small, playful glare. "And you're not playing fair."
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He covered his eyes with one hand, so he couldn't glare at him for the moment, also using the hold to force him to lean back, enjoying to see how his back arched, now that his arms were bound behind it. Flexible, he could tell already. "Stop being so ungrateful. I could have you ride in the trunk instead, yet here I am, being so gracious. Why don't you thank me?"
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"Thank you, hyung." Wait, that felt wrong. "Thank you... master. You're so gracious, so kind. I'm sorry I didn't see that sooner. I'll be a good boy from now on. Promise."
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But maybe. He'd see. For now it was a good way to pass the time, if nothing else. "You like being tied up, don't you? I'm doing you a favour here."
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Devil child indeed. "And I can make you feel good while you do it. I can reward you for taking care of me."
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"I take care of myself. You don't worry your pretty head about that." He freed his cock and started stroking him, not that he intended to actually let him come.
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"P-Please, hyung, let me show you how good I can be. Just... Just be with me." He wanted someone to play with again, someone long term to take care of him sometimes and hurt him when he felt like it. He missed the Dark Dragons for that reason alone - they knew how to hurt.
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They hadn't arrived just yet, but he recognised the street. "I'll think about what I want to do with you. You can think about that too."
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"I'll think. I'll think of you." He licked his lips and looked at Hobi, trying his best to keep him intrigued. "I'll think of nothing else."
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It was quite some time later that he returned, phone against his ear. "Yes, sir." He sat down next to Ten and reached over to cover his mouth with one hand, just in case. He wasn't risking anything. "No, come on, don't you trust me?"
That answer was about what he should have expected after the whole cocaine fiasco, but he still didn't have to like it. "Very funny. I'll not disappoint you again, Suga. Cross my heart."
Him and Suga were friends, had been friends since before he'd even known that he was Min Yoongi, the Min Yoongi, with everything that entailed. He was a good boss, easily the best he could imagine, but of course it had been easier to be his friend before he had known that he should fear him. He ended the call, since Suga had hung up on him, and pulled a very exaggerated expression to show his fright. "So scary~!"
Finally moving his hand from Ten's mouth, he looked back at him, looking him over. "How's it going?" Very casual, very friendly, as if he hadn't left him tied up and hard.
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He was still rock hard, his body ached from not being able to touch and while he could have just humped the seats with no shame, he was trying to prove how good he was at this.
That was how he made sure he got men he wanted. They loved being waited for. "Did you think of me?"
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"When does your shift end today, Ten?" He wondered what time Jungkook was going to start working.
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It was always so tedious to watch them regard him with loathing and dismissal. "I'll do whatever you need me to do." Even if it was to go back and work, horny and worked up. It was an investment. Suffer now, benefit later.
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"If Jungkook needs you, then I'll see you later. Whenever you're done." Simple enough. He supposed he'd have to cut him loose before letting him out of the car, but for now he enjoyed the sight of him tied up.
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All this and he didn't need to use the ring to get another visit. Nice. Maybe he would sell it on. Then again, it was nice to keep shiny things. "... Are you going to untie me?"
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And helping himself to a nice pastime while at it. Eventually he did make a move, forcing Ten to lean forward again and cutting through the zip ties. "You can get dressed properly again." He didn't actually want to send him out with his pants down after all.
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"You are helping me, hyung. So generous, so kind! What would I do without you? I'd be in so much trouble." He stuck out his lower lip and tried his best to look like a perfect little angel. Devil child.