"I won't talk to you."

He swallowed hard and eyed up the gag, uncertain and afraid, knowing he didn't have a choice. Yoongi could force it on him. And God, why was that hot? It wasn't hot! He wanted to kill him. Ten didn't really want any of this but he couldn't help his mind wondering. He moved his head away, a vain attempt to avoid being gagged. "You wish you could fuck me. I'm too good for you. I only fuck high calibre men, not nameless nothings."