Jin stood up, his laughter echoing in the tense atmosphere. He couldn't help but laugh at the audacity displayed by the man infront of him.

"Well, not bad," he said, his smirk never leaving his lips as he approached Yoongi.

As he stood before him, their gazes locked, the air crackled with tension.

It was a standoff, a clash of dominance and pride, neither of them willing to back down.

Guards stood at attention, their guns still aimed on Yoongi, but the real confrontation was between these two men - Jin, the calm dom, and Yoongi, the dominant sub.

Jin's voice then cut through the tension like a knife. "Go to your room for now," he said, his tone firm but not unkind. "We can discuss what to do about our situation there."

Yoongi raised an eyebrow in suspicion at his words. "And what exactly do you have in mind?"

Jin smirked, "I have a great idea, actually. But we can talk about it later."

For a moment, Yoongi remained silent. Then, with a shrug, he made his way to his room, hands still tucked casually into his pockets.

As he walked away, Jin couldn't help but chuckle softly to himself. Finally, they were getting somewhere.

He gestured with a wave of his hand, signaling for the guards to leave. They retreated with a nod, leaving him alone in the hallway. He watched them disappear before turning to make his way to his own room.

Once inside, he closed the door behind him with a soft click.

As he passed by a mirror, he caught sight of his reflection and paused. His eyes widened as he noticed the deep grip marks encircling his neck, which were because of Yoongi's tight hold.

His fingers trailed lightly over the bruises, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips.

The sensation sent a shiver of anticipation down his spine, and he couldn't help but lick his lips in satisfaction.

Despite Yoongi's defiance, Jin found himself enjoying every moment of their interaction. It was a game, a dance of dominance and submission, and Jin was determined to get his victory.

After a brief moment, he approached Yoongi's door and knocked lightly, though he didn't wait for a response before entering. As he stepped into the room, his eyes immediately fell upon the beauty, who sat on the edge of the bed, a picture of effortless elegance.

Yoongi's white shirt contrasted beautifully against his porcelain skin, the sleeves rolled up to reveal the smooth lines of his arms. His black pants hugged his frame perfectly, showing his lean physique. But it was his silver-blue hair that truly captivated Jin, shining softly under the light, framing Yoongi's face like a halo.

Despite the tension between them, Jin couldn't help but admire his beauty. It was a sight to behold, the way he carried himself with confidence and poise, giving out an aura of power and authority.

As he approached him, he stood before Yoongi, meeting his gaze. He then settled into the chair opposite the younger. "Ready to talk?" he asked, his tone calm and composed.

Yoongi, still seated on the edge of the bed, simply shrugged. "If it wasn't worth the waiting, then I might actually kill you," he said casually.

Jin chuckled at him as he leaned back comfortably in his chair. "Well, let's hope it's worth the wait then," he replied with a smirk.

His expression then turned serious as he locked eyes with Yoongi. "I know you can't accept your fate," he began. "So, I came up with a challenge."

Yoongi raised an eyebrow in curiosity as he waited for Jin to continue. "A challenge?"

Jin nodded. "That's right," he confirmed. "If you win the challenge, I'll tell the government to cancel my purchase of you as a sub. Then I will have them mark you as a dom forever."

Yoongi's suprise was palpable at the unexpected words. "Are you for fucking real?" he asked with disbelief.

Jin's expression remained calm as he nodded once again. "Dead serious," he replied. "But, if you lose the challenge, you'll have to be my sub forever and obey all my rules."

Yoongi's curiosity peaked as he leaned forward. "So, what's the challenge?"

"I'll tell you about it tomorrow," Jin replied cryptically. "But for now, let's get to know each other a little."

Yoongi raised an eyebrow. "And how do you suggest we do that?" he asked, his interest growing.

Jin's lips curled into another smirk as he reached for the bottle of whiskey he had brought with him. "How about a game?" he suggested. "Truth or dare?"

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Loads of food were already laid out on the table by the butler, along with two glasses for the whiskey.

Jin started, "Since I'm the dom for now, I'll start the game first. Yoongi, truth or dare?"

Yoongi, munching on a snack, replied, not caring about anything, "Truth."

Jin smirked, enjoying the opportunity to learn more about him. "What's your favorite food?"

Yoongi's suprised face was evident as Jin caught him off guard with his unconventional question. "I like spicy foods and tangerines," he admitted,

Jin nodded, filing away the information for future reference. "Noted," he said with a smile, before turning the tables. "Now, your turn?"

"Truth or dare, Kim Seokjin?"

"Trut-"

"What fucking job are you doing to get a big mansion like this?" Yoongi demanded.

Jin laughed at him. "I run a successful career," he replied. "Let's just say I have my ways."

Yoongi raised an eyebrow, sensing there was more to his answer than met the eye. "And what kind of business might that be?" he pressed.

Jin's smile widened, enjoying the game of cat and mouse. "Ah, now that would be telling, wouldn't it?" he teased, taking a sip of his whiskey. "But I will have you know. Though I keep this a secret from everyone, I should atleast tell my sub about it, right? Well, I am a...

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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.

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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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Hehehe🌚🌚🌚

I love this Yoongi... 🌚