For once, Namjoon was actually a little glad to show up at Yoongi's house.

The plug had been a constant annoyance all night and day, but now it was 3:00 and finally it could be taken out and he would never have to experience it ever again.

He knocked on the door rapidly, muttering about the light drizzle of rain overhead, yanking up his hood.

The door didn't open and Namjoon kicked it.

"Yo! Pervert residence! Open up already!" He pounded a fist on the white door, making it rattle slightly in its frame.

Finally it opened and Yoongi raised an unimpressed eyebrow at him.

"Settle down there, Thor."

Namjoon barged his way in. "It's been 24 hours, asshole. Take this thing out before I do!"

Yoongi chuckled, shutting the door behind him. "That would be a sight to see. Maybe I should leave it to you to figure out, sub."

Namjoon opened his mouth to argue but Yoongi cut him off.

"Oh, hush. It's clear you don't know anything about this kind of stuff so leave it to dom, baby. I don't want you to hurt yourself."

"Not a sub." Namjoon muttered, following Yoongi.

To his surprise, the dom led them to his office instead of a bedroom, like Namjoon had been expecting.

Yoongi took a seat at his desk and powered on his laptop while Namjoon stood in the doorway, not knowing what to do.

Yoongi looked over. "Are you a vampire? Do you need permission to enter?"

Namjoon snorted. "As if I would want to enter here."

"Yeah, a slut like you would only want to be in a bedroom."

Namjoon hated how Yoongi always had a reply.

Yoongi snapped his fingers and pointed to the carpet right beside him.

Namjoon glared, but grudgingly shuffled over. He wanted this stupid toy out of his ass more than anything, so he could suck up his pride for when Yoongi treated him like a dog.

"Clothes off, sub." Yoongi murmured, not even looking at him as he scanned his emails.

Namjoon obeyed, ready to get this annoying little silicone thing out so his sore asshole could finally relax.

Yoongi patted his lap and for a second, Namjoon thought the dom actually wanted him to sit down.

Then he realized Yoongi wanted him to bend over the doms lap.

Grumbling softly at how close he would have to be, Namjoon draped himself over Yoongi's lap, feeling the heat from Yoongi's thighs and inhaled the doms cologne.

Yoongi's nimble fingers tapped out a little melody down Namjoon's bare back, curving down the student's ass. He grabbed one cheek and gently massaged the soft flesh.

"Did my sub enjoy his first toy?" The dom hummed, playing with his fingers against Namjoon's ass.

"No." Namjoon snapped, thankful Yoongi couldn't see his face, which was quickly turning red with embarrassment as Yoongi played with him. "It was annoying and I hated it! Take it out already!"

"Is that any way to talk to your dom, sub?" Yoongi tsk'ed and shook his head, his warm hand leaving Namjoon's bare skin.

He turned his attention back to his work, ignoring the naked student bent over his lap as he typed on the keyboard.

"Hey!" Namjoon demanded, starting to get back up. "If you won't fucking do it then I-"

Yoongi's elbow slammed down between Namjoon's shoulder blades, knocking him back down without even sparing him a look as he resumed his typing effortlessly.

The air was knocked out of the shocked students mouth with a barely audible gasp, falling back down over Yoongi's thighs, his arms hanging over the edge of the chair, hands bracing against the carpet to catch himself.

While he tried to catch his breath, Yoongi spoke.

"Dom didn't say you could get up, sub. If you want dom to take the toy out you'll have to ask nicely. Or else you can stay like this all hour and we'll see if you have better words to say tomorrow."

It took a few moments for Namjoon to get enough air back in his lungs to snarl.

"Ow! You fucking bastard! That fucking hurt! Fuck you!"

He struggled to get up again- this time sliding back off Yoongi's lap.

Yoongi smiled to himself, raising just one hand to the student's ass, fingers pushing against the little red gem on the end of the plug as Namjoon tried to shuffle back.

Namjoon yelped in surprise as the toy was jostled, quickly scrambling back forward to escape the sensation.

Yoongi raised his other hand, three fingers slipping into the student's mouth, stopping him from exiting that way too.

Namjoon choked on the fingers, pulling back, and groaned when the plug was nudged again.

He went back and forth a few times, before realizing both ways were blocked by Yoongi's hands.

He huffed around the fingers, tempted to bite. In fact, the only thing stopping him from doing so was knowing that if he did, Yoongi wouldn't take the toy out at all and he would have to suffer through another 24 hours with this stupid thing inside him.

When Namjoon stopped struggling is when Yoongi removed his fingers and went back to work.

He didn't bother speaking; he had already said the rules. Now it was up to the sub to make his choice.

Namjoon glared at the carpet, his fingers curling into it, turning his fingertips white.

He didn't want to say it.

He was not going to say it.

Yoongi was not going to win.

He would just stay like this all hour and then go home and figure out on his own how to take it out and then he would win this round against this asshole pervert.

It was a good plan.

Until it wasn't.

Yoongi's hand drifted down again, his other still typing, and parted Namjoon's cheeks with his middle finger and thumb, his pointer finger nudging the base of the plug up and down a little.

"Ah!" Namjoon was surprised, squirming on Yoongi's lap. "Stop it!"

"Dom didn't say the sub could talk." Yoongi said, his eyes trained on the computer screen. "Unless he's going to say what dom wants to hear."

Namjoon hissed in annoyance, shaking his head. Fuck you fuck you fuck you.

Yoongi grabbed the circular end of the plug, twisting it a little and Namjoon's breath hitched.

His stretched hole was sore from being held open for 24 hours straight, and Yoongi teasing it wasn't helping at all.

Fuck, Namjoon knew he wouldn't be able to last the hour like this.

Yoongi rubbed his warm palm up and down Namjoon's back comfortingly, his other pushing the plug in as deep as it could go, before slowly twisting it back out slightly.

Namjoon's legs trembled, pushing himself forward, up, down, any direction to try and get away from the sensation.

He was just so sore.

He had no idea it would be like this. He thought it would either be painful or pleasurable, but it was neither. Just sore.

The plug was too small to reach his prostate, but big enough to make his hole stretch around it, and after so many hours, his muscles just wanted to relax already.

He huffed, squeezing his eyes shut as he tried to bear the torture Yoongi was putting him through. And he did, for about twenty minutes. And then he could take it no longer.

With a defeated sigh, he went limp over Yoongi's lap.

Yoongi looked down at him, his hand never stopping running up and down the student's broad, bare back.

"Okay." Namjoon's voice was soft, a little muffled by his position. "Okay already, I'm done."

Yoongi stopped playing with the plug, but didn't remove it yet. "Did you want something, sub?"

Namjoon was silent for a moment, and he wondered if Namjoon was going to give in or give being defiant another go.

"Yes." Namjoon shuffled again but didn't try to get up, finally learning his lesson. "I...please take it out...sir."

Yoongi grinned, ruffling the boys hair. "Aw, are you sure, sub?"

"Yes!" Namjoon snapped, then quickly retracted it. "Y-yes, I am. Sir. Please. Sub is tired."

Yoongi cooed, bending down to kiss the boys hair. "Good boy. Of course dom will take it out."

He patted the boys ass gently, signaling him to get up, to Namjoon's surprise.

"Bedroom." Yoongi instructed, standing up too.

Namjoon didn't waste time hurrying up the steps to his room, ready to finally get relief.

He climbed onto the bed with a soft sigh, nuzzling his face into the pillow.

It was only when he was laying down that he could barely feel the plug. When he was walking was the worst.

The door opened behind him and Namjoon didn't bother to raise his head, knowing it could only be Yoongi.

The bed dipped and a warm hand rubbed the back of his thigh.

"Why are you tired, baby?" Yoongi's deep voice was gentle.

"Sore." Namjoon muttered, too tired to even add the 'pervert' remark.

Yoongi clicked his tongue. "Aw, well dom will take it out for his cute baby, then."

"Not a baby." Namjoon wasn't too tired for that.

Yoongi spread Namjoon's legs as far apart as they would go, making Namjoon grunt and hug the pillow a little tighter.

He could see the shining red gem now, still nestled so firmly in place between the boys cheeks.

Yoongi raised a fingertip up and stroked it softly, smirking when Namjoon moaned, shifting a little.

"Good boy," Yoongi praised, grabbing the lube. "Kept it in all day and night for dom, such a good boy for obeying."

"Whatever, perv." Came the tired reply.

Yoongi snapped the cap open and upended the bottle over the top of the student's ass, squeezing to let the clear liquid drip to the boys skin, running down the boys crack. It parted around the toy's base, rejoining back into one stream as it followed the curve of the boy's skin.

"Hey!" Namjoon snapped, raising his head to look over his shoulder. "What the fuck are you doing?"

"It needed lube to go in, it needs lube to get out." Yoongi informed him. "You can't just yank it out like you were planning on doing."

Namjoon rolled his eyes and flopped back down.

That was exactly what he had been planning to do, but he wasn't going to confirm that.

Yoongi grabbed the base with his thumb and finger, twisting it a little to smear the lube around for an easier glide.

Namjoon huffed. "Stop playing!"

"Dom knows what he's doing, baby." Yoongi murmured. "Hush now."

Annoyed, Namjoon bit the pillow and focused on the wood pattern of the headboard.

"Okay, now that the plug is coated, I can remove it." Yoongi explained. "The first few moments will be the hardest, since the base comes out first and that's the thickest part. Are you ready?"

"Been ready." Namjoon retorted, but gripped the sheets tightly anyways.

Yoongi reached forward to place his hand on the boys side, giving him something else to focus on as he slowly started to pull the plug out.

Namjoon hissed as his already sore rim was stretched even farther. "A-ah! Fucking- fuck!"

"Almost there baby," Yoongi assured, his focus on his work. "Doing so good for dom."

He squeezed his other hand on the students side, making Namjoon gasp as his rib was tickled slightly.

"Ah- Yoongi!"

Yoongi used his momentary distraction to pop out the plug suddenly.

Namjoon's head shot up with a yelp, that immediately melted into a moan of relief as his hole was finally free to relax.

He fell back against the bed, not caring about the small river of lube that was trickling out of his hole now that the plug was gone.

Yoongi couldn't help but smile at him. "Feel better, baby?"

"Mm."

Yoongi chuckled and slid off the bed, knowing Namjoon wasn't going to get up.

He walked to the bathroom and started filling the tub with warm water. He grabbed a bottle of lavender bath beads, tossing two capfuls into the water. They fizzed on contact, creating a thin veil of white bubbles on the surface.

He pulled out two fluffy towels from under the sink and set them on the closed toilet lid.

Next, he pulled out his phone and selected his aftercare playlist, playing soft music. He shut off the water and tested its temperature, before standing up and shaking his hand off.

He pulled out a few small, vanilla candles and placed them in each corner of the tub, and a few on the sink, lighting them with some matches.

He headed back to the bedroom, where Namjoon looked like he was sleeping on the bed.

"Baby," Yoongi sat on the edge, running his fingers through the boys hair. "Come on, dom made your bath."

Namjoon stirred, slowly opening his eyes. "Bath...?"

Yoongi hummed, guiding the student to his feet. "You don't want to fall asleep sweaty and covered in lube, do you?"

Namjoon didn't have a reply as he entered the bathroom, eyeing the tub. There was slight steam rising off the bubbles and light purple water. It smelled nice, and some kind of soft music was playing from Yoongi's phone.

As he climbed into the bath, hissing when the hot water touched his red rim, then relaxing in the lavender, Yoongi dimmed the lights.

The candles gave off a warm glow and a hint of vanilla.

"You trying to court me, pervert?" Namjoon grumbled, swishing his hands under the water.

Yoongi chuckled, sitting on his shins in front of the tub. "I could-"

Namjoon opened his mouth to argue-

"-if I wanted to."

Namjoon shut his mouth and made a face, wondering why he felt slighted. "...asshole."

"How do you feel?" Yoongi asked. "Does it hurt to sit?"

Namjoon shifted, as if testing. "My back hurts a little, actually."

"That's because your posture changed due to the plug." Yoongi surprised him by actually having an answer. "Dom will give you a massage after your bath baby."

Namjoon played with the bubbles to distract himself from how he was torn between snapping that he didn't need Yoongi's pervert hands all over him, and the fact he would actually really like a back massage.

"Why did you make my bath water all flowery?" He said instead.

"Lavender helps soothe the muscles, and the scent is calming. Plus it's good for your skin."

"Uh huh. And the candles?"

"A softer light source for your tired eyes than the bright lightbulbs."

"...and the music?"

Yoongi smiled. "Fills the background and helps minds think."

Fucking hell, Yoongi had thought of everything. There was nothing Namjoon could call him out on.

Namjoon made another face and sunk down a little further to get his chest and shoulders wet.

Not that he would admit it, but the bath felt amazing. His hole didn't feel sore anymore and he could stretch his legs out without feeling the plug tighten up inside him.

"Take your time, baby." Yoongi said, changing his position on the mat in front of the tub and Namjoon realized the dom must be uncomfortable like that.

Heh. Good. Payback.

Namjoon leaned against the tub, intending to listen to Yoongi for once and take all the time he wanted.

He also realized something else, which was that Yoongi called him sub and baby, both for different reasons.

He was 'sub' when Yoongi was doing sexual things, and 'baby' when Yoongi was doing soft things.

Namjoon liked the 'baby' moments more than the 'sub' ones.

Yoongi stood up and Namjoon sat up.

"Where are you going?"

"To clean." Yoongi said, heading to the bedroom. "Just yell if you need anything, baby."

Namjoon leaned over the tub a little, spilling a little water over the edge as he watched Yoongi strip the lube covered blankets off the bed and dump them in a hamper, before pulling a set of clean, folded ones out and replacing them on the bed. He put the lube bottle away and grabbed the toy, cleaning it with a wipe and putting it away with the lube before walking back to the bathroom.

He saw the small puddle Namjoon had splashed and sighed softly.

"Messy baby."

He picked up a hand towel and soaked up the water so Namjoon wouldn't slip on it when he got out.

Namjoon stayed in the bath until the water turned room temperature and his fingertips were pruney.

Yoongi held up a towel, wrapping it around the students shoulders as Namjoon climbed out, running his hands over it to help soak up the water. He guided Namjoon back to the bedroom.

"Sit."

Namjoon sat on the bed after drying his legs off. "Where are my clothes?"

"You don't need them yet, but you can put your shirt on if you want." Yoongi said, grabbing the other towel and climbing onto the bed behind him. He placed the towel over Namjoon's wet hair, ruffling it to dry it.

"What?" Namjoon complained, eyes blocked behind the towel. "How are we not done yet?"

"Dom didn't say we were done, baby. Now hush."

Namjoon grumbled, already not wanting to do whatever it was Yoongi had planned.

Once he was dry, Yoongi tossed the towels and Namjoon's clothes in the laundry to wash them, since Namjoon had chosen not to wear a shirt if they weren't done yet.

"Lay down." Yoongi instructed, walking to the dresser and pulling out a small black case.

Namjoon flopped onto the bed dramatically like Yoongi was asking so much from him. "What's that shit, pervert?"

"Part two." Yoongi said vaguely, sitting between Namjoon's spread legs again. He opened the case and Namjoon saw there was five plugs in their separate slots in the red velvet, each one getting bigger than the last.

"What the fuck!" Namjoon kicked himself backwards, against the headboard. "No!"

"You can't get stretched by just one size, sub." Yoongi explained calmly like he was talking to a toddler about why 1+1=2.

"I- no! Who says I even want to get stretched?" Namjoon challenged, crossing his arms over his chest and closing his legs off. His hole hurt just looking at the largest one.

"You." Yoongi said simply. "You need to be stretched out before you can even think about taking my cock."

Namjoon balked. "And who the fuck says I want that?!"

"You allowed it." Yoongi reminded him. "In the list of things I'm allowed to do to you. I'm not going to fuck you until you're fully ready for it, and you should be grateful for that."

But Namjoon only felt anger. "That bet also says you can't permanently alter me at all! I don't want a fucking anal gape!"

"You won't sub. This is only for a month, not a year. You'll go back to normal size just fine, nothing permanent."

"And what if it is permanent?" Namjoon challenged.

"Then I lose the bet." Yoongi said, pulling out the next size. "Just accept we have to do this first, you have nothing to lose, sub."

But Namjoon couldn't give in that easily.

"Who are you to judge your size?" Namjoon growled. "I bet you're average at best and you're just being arrogant."

"Look who's talking about arrogance!" Yoongi laughed.

"Show me." Namjoon wasn't amused.

"Show you my cock?" Yoongi raised an eyebrow. "Sub hasn't earned that right yet."

"I want to see what the big deal is that you think we need these plugs." Namjoon insisted. "I bet we won't even need anything past the third one in actuality."

Yoongi sighed. "Stop playing games, sub. The hour is almost over and you do not want me to rush this."

"Show me and I'll comply." Namjoon crossed his arms tighter.

Yoongi groaned in exasperation, rubbing his fingertips over his forehead. But then he slid off the bed and undid his belt.

Namjoon stared, mentally betting he was bigger than Yoongi.

That was why Yoongi had all these toys, he thought, because he has to rely on them to get his clients hard because he has three inches max.

Yoongi unbuttoned his jeans and pulled the zipper down, revealing his black underwear. His pale, veiny hands went to his hips, long fingers slowly slipping behind the waistband of the underwear, grabbing them. He went one side at a time, unhurriedly pushing the jeans and boxers down a half inch at a time, until the base of his cock was revealed-

"You're drooling."

Namjoon could hear the smirk in Yoongi's tone and he snapped his mouth shut, glaring up at him. "Am not, pervert."

"Baby is that eager for dom's cock, huh?" Yoongi cooed, slowly pushing the clothing down over his ass, still keeping his front mostly covered.

Namjoon scowled. "Why are you going so slow? You said we didn't have a lot of time left yet you're being a slut and giving a strip tease."

Yoongi chuckled. "This isn't a strip tease, sub, you're just impatient for cock and it shows."

Namjoon resisted the urge to just grab the fabric and yank them down Yoongi's white thighs on his own. "Am not."

Yoongi didn't speed up at all, and Namjoon watched as the dom's cock was slowly revealed, his eyes widening when more and more was revealed as the clothing was removed.

Finally, the jeans and boxers slipped past the tip, and Namjoon was struck silent as he stared.

"Still think we won't need any plug past the third, sub?" Yoongi asked, slowly stroking himself as he watched Namjoon stare.

There was nothing the student could say, so he flipped onto his front on the bed, burying his pink cheeks into the pillow, propping his ass up for Yoongi, trying to tell himself his face was turning pink because the water from the bath had been hot and not at all because he was thinking of Yoongi's thick, long cock pushing into his tight hole.

Yoongi smirked and tucked himself back in, pulling his clothes back up.

He got back on the bed and coated the second plug with it, being generous since he could see the student's rim was still tender and sore from the first one.

"You'll get used to it faster this time around," Yoongi said, running his hand up and down the student's ass. "Even though it's bigger, your body will adjust faster."

"Whateverfuckingpervert." Came the muffled reply.

Yoongi smiled and raised a lubed fingertip to the boys hole, teasing the rim in circles, before pushing the tip in and wiggling it around.

Namjoon was a little more loose than yesterday, but it would still be a tight squeeze with the slightly bigger plug.

He lined up the curved tip up with the boys hole, hearing the slick squelch of lube as he slowly pushed it inside.

Namjoon groaned at the intrusion, feeling his sore muscle once again having to stretch, and tightened his grip on the pillows.

"Almost there, baby," Yoongi murmured, patting the boys ass as the plug popped in with a trickle of lube running down.

Namjoon huffed at the pressure, squirming a little at the bigger size. "You said it yourself, if I don't go back to normal size after you've had your fun, I win."

"Yes, sub." Yoongi knew the boy wouldn't be permanently stretched, but he entertained his hope all the same. He bent down and parted the boys cheeks, kissing the gem at the base which was blue this time.

He slid off the bed. "We have about five minutes left, I'll check on your laundry. You can do whatever you want with the remaining time, baby. Let me know if you want that massage."

Namjoon laid there, refusing to get up even after Yoongi left the room.

How could he, when he was hard?

Seeing Yoongi's cock and getting the bigger plug pushed into him was a bad combination, and he couldn't jerk off since the heartbeat watch would betray him.

So he laid there, face buried in the pillows, feeling the lube run down his inner thigh and tried to think of anything to distract himself from the dirty images in his head.

He was fucked.

He. Was. So. Fucked.

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