Taehyung was having doubts but he only doubted himself.

He wondered if he were up to this, if this would destroy him the way it had destroyed his brother... He doubted his ability to submit because the idea still rubbed him the wrong way. But most of all, he doubted whether he'd be able to live with the guilt that came with "playing" with Jungkook behind that door.

Since the only way he would ever get answers to any of those questions was by going through the door, he shook his head to tell Jungkook he wasn't worried despite the chaos swirling in his head.

Jungkook unlocked the Play Room, stalling just before pushing the door open.

"I want you to know that what happens in this room, stays in this room. In addition, what happens in this room has nothing to do with what happens outside of this room. When you come in, forget the outside world and who you are in it, here you can be whoever you want and no one is going to judge you for it, OK?

...your trust in me and my trust in you -inside this room, it has to be absolute." Jungkook emphasised what he was saying by giving Taehyung a long, weighted stare.

Subconsciously, Taehyung nodded in agreement.

"Oh and I should have clarified -I would have if you hadn't jumped me earlier..." he teased with his eye crinkling, "...is that there are no surprises here, nothing is going to happen, ever, until we've talked it through and until we both know what's going on. OK? But once we've established the boundaries, anything's game..." He joked, his predatory eyes flashing and Taehyung gulped with butterflies in his stomach.

Taehyung hadn't realised he'd been tense about not knowing what was going to happen until the moment Jungkook clarified the situation for him and he relaxed.

Push through the door, Jungkook's smile was enigmatic but Taehyung could sense his overwhelming excitement.

Holding his breath, Taehyung stepped in behind Jungkook like Alice into wonderland, expecting weird and wonderful things.

The view that hit Taehyung when he entered surprised him because it didn't match the mental image of crimson walls and black leather he had in his mind, telling him what a play room should look like.

The large area was actually quite pleasant; it was open plan but various sections clearly separated different types of activities.

Taehyung's first impressions were warm, yellowish cream brick, wood, black velvet, hints of Japanese design.

The Japanese straw mat tatami provided softer flooring for an open space under sturdy wooden beams, some of which had hooks and pullies on them. Suspension, was Taehyung's first thought and the hot memories from his first visit to the club floated into his mind and made his stomach flip. Would he be hanging off those beams soon? He hadn't realised how much he actually wanted to, until right this second.

Jungkook had his eyes on Taehyung the whole time and the pink flush on his cheeks and the extended stares on the shibari corner didn't go unnoticed. Jungkook loved the bright curious look Taehyung had on his face and the fact that he wasn't daunted by any of this, he was confident and intrigued, not scared nor worried. Which could only be a good sign, Jungkook concluded.

In another part of the room, there was a simple four poster bed with a strong wooden frame gently softened with see-through black fabric scrunched up and hanging down from the top corners of the frame. It matched the colour of the bedding and all the other fabrics in the room -in large cushions, seat covers, the couch. The only black leather in the room was in the padding of the various contraptions that Taehyung had no idea what they were for.

The combination of all the various textures and colours really should not have worked yet it came together in a comfortable, warm room. Even the smell was a rather inviting warm mixture of beeswax, leather and wood. The scent that caught Taehyung's nose the most however, was the smoky, burnt wood smell.

"Is there a log fire in here?" he asked, eyes lighting up.

Jungkook chortled. "That's your first question when I bring you to a Play Room?"

"Erm..." Taehyung blushed. "Yeah... I really like wood fires..." his voice was smaller than his usual confident one, his gaze drawing circles on the floor. He was annoyed with himself for saying the wrong thing again. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea?

Picking up on the insecurity, Jungkook spoke:

"Hey." He stepped closer, wriggling a finger under Taehyung's chin until he looked up. "The fire is my favourite thing about this room too..." he smiled, eyes crinkling. Taehyung wasn't sure if he was being serious or not but it didn't really matter because the brightness of the smile made all of Taehyung's worries miraculously disappear.

"Come." Jungkook pulled Taehyung further in toward the back of the room.

There was, indeed, a large fireplace nestled on the back wall, in front of it was a sizable, very fluffy carpet and a ginormous black couch that looked big enough to swallow a hippo.

"I like fire. It's sexy. I love the smell of burning wood. The sound. I think everything about a wood fire is very relaxing and sensual -even the process of lighting it is very meditative.

I usually have the fire burning when the room is in use because it tends to get a bit cold here -and I wouldn't want my subs to be cold... they can be in all sort of other pain and discomfort but cold just seems a bit too cruel..." he grinned, a small wink dancing in the corner of his eye.

"Talking of which. Why don't you go and have a look around, you can touch whatever you want (does that include you, Taehyung thought) and even take bits out if you want. Choose a few things and we'll chat. I'll light the fire while you do that, is that ok?" he gestured for Taehyung to go back towards the tatami -on the opposite side there were some wooden frames and shelving with a plethora of equipment on it.

"Are we not going to.... Use them?" Taehyung dared to ask, shyly, his face lighting up bright red.

Jungkook chuckled.

"So keen Angel, so keen. We'll use them when you tell me your limits and no sooner, Taehyung. I figured you were more of a hands on kinda guy so take this as BDSM 101 if you will..." His grin was infectious. "This will help you get an idea what's on the list. I can demonstrate some things to you if you feel comfortable doing that?"

Taehyung couldn't hide his excited smile.

"So can I choose some things I want to try out?" he hollered back to Jungkook, already half way toward the shelves.

"Sure, Angel."

Taehyung skipped the rest of the way to the shelves, eager to find out what was there, still surprised at his own sudden eagerness to be taken in hand. He didn't fully understand what had happened last time he saw Jungkook but something had certainly shifted within him.

Taehyung blamed Jungkook for his whiplash worthy change of heart when it came to domination and submission. Taehyung had started to wonder though that maybe he hadn't even known what domination really was when he'd said to Jungkook he was usually the one on top.

This time Taehyung had decided to come here of his free will, because he wanted to be here, not because no felt compelled to revenge Jeong Gyu. In fact, the more the thought about it, the more he realised that he was here entirely for himself and no one else.

As of now, the idea of revenge didn't even enter the picture anymore.

The problem was, however, that Taehyung felt he was betraying his brother not only by choosing to forget about the revenge (even though he had only promised himself the vengeance on Jungkook) but also by going behind his back. The insult to injury was, of course, the part where Taehyung was with his ex-lover who had treated him so badly.

The biggest confusion in this mess that Taehyung was in arose from the discrepancy between who Taehyung knew Jungkook to be and who he appeared to be based on Jeong Gyu's words.

To clarify the situation to himself, Taehyung just needed to find out what had actually happened, now more for his own sanity than anything else. He just didn't know how to do that without outing himself to either Jungkook or Jeong Gyu.

Taking a deep breath to centre himself, Taehyung decided to ignore all those thoughts in favour of more exciting things and carried on with his exploration. Before he had even really seen anything, he already knew the first thing he wanted to know more about: Shibari, the Japanese rope bondage.

He picked up a bundle of coarse rope and placed it on the wooden, adjustable work table in front of the shelving, thinking about the woman in the dungeon from last time and what she had been doing while so deliciously bound with miles and miles of rope. The vision had his cock twitching in his trousers. Licking his lips, Taehyung wondered what Jungkook's cock tasted like, how well it would fill his mouth. He stifled a groan with his fist tight over his lips.

It was going to be impossible just to talk about this stuff...like Jungkook had said, Taehyung was much more of a hands on kinda guy -and right now, he wanted Jungkook's hands on him.

A plan started to formulate in his mind.

Taehyung thought back to all the things he had seen in the dungeon cells during his last visit. He looked around and found the bar with the cuffs on it, a gag and he skimmed over the rest of the things until he found what he was looking for: the leather tails. He also picked up the riding crop and the flat rectangular one next to it -he'd be interested to find out what the differences were.

Then he checked up on Jungkook and since he was still preoccupied with the fire, Taehyung decided to take matters into his own hands and give Jungkook a surprise.

Taehyung placed all the items he had chosen in a neat line on the table. He then started unbuttoning his shirt slowly, undoing all but one just around his belly button.

He then removed his shoes, socks and jeans -he hadn't bothered with underwear this time either.

Taehyung stood naked bar his oversized white shirt barely hanging off him. It only just hid all the treasures under it and was slipping off one shoulder and revealing one long, tanned leg with a bent knee protruding from the gap. He leaned back seductively, the sides of the shirt spreading open across his chest when his elbows rested on the high table behind him.

Then he waited for Jungkook.

Taehyung's heart was beating out of his chest, his breaths shallow across his lips. He didn't even care if he came across as too eager or "easy" -he was past that. If he didn't get Jungkook's hands on his body right this second, he would just pop.

The transformation that occurred on Jungkook's face from when he got up, turned, saw Taehyung and walked to him was nothing short of phenomenal.

Starting with a face that could be called neutral, even friendly and warm, his features transformed entirely into something much darker and much, much more sinister and predatory.

He stalked over in slow, steady steps, his increasingly flaming eyes never leaving Taehyung's.

Jungkook ate Taehyung up with his eyes, in big, hungry bites, travelling the long legs all the way down and up again, taking in the sliver of skin showing between the sides of the shirt all the way down to Taehyung's belly button. His eyes lingered on the collarbone, on the long, slender neck that automatically stretched open for him when Taehyung breathed in a shaky breath at the hungry eyes on him.

Jungkook invaded Taehyung's personal space, suddenly seeming much larger and stronger than before, making Taehyung feel so deliciously vulnerable and helpless in his bare feet and bare shoulders. He leaned further back, stretching over the edge of the table, his shirt riding up higher on his naked thighs.

Strong arms imprisoned Taehyung between them and against the work table when the darkly clad form got ever closer.

Jungkook's face hovered low, opposite Taehyung's chest, leaning close but not quite touching. He followed the contours of the bare sliver of skin at the front, up the naked shoulder, along the collarbone, around the neck to the back of ear, smelling him. He moved close enough for Taehyung to feel the heat of him while he inhaled every molecule of Taehyung intensely as if he were the prey about to be consumed by Jungkook, the predator.

His hot breath fell on Taehyung's naked skin making him whine quietly until he trembled like a leaf, his head lolling back in surrender.

"You smell fucking amazing, Angel." The deep, gravelly voice spoke at Taehyung's ear.

"P-P-P-please touch me, Jungkook..." Taehyung stuttered, his deliciously shiny, bright pink tongue flitting out from between his lush lips repeatedly, wetting the thick lips.

"You always surprise me Angel, always. I never know what you're going to do -and I really like that about you...." A cool nose traced the edge of Taehyung's jaw and immediately his head rolled to the side in response with a little "ohh" falling off his lips.

Taehyung's breathy moan warmed the air around them when Jungkook's gentle, smooth fingers spread around the outside of the naked thigh and started slowly sliding up the velvety skin.

"Fuck Taehyung, you drive me crazy..." Jungkook's lips muttered against Taehyung's jugular, tracing up his throat the same way his fingers traced up his thigh.

Small, thirsty peeps escaped Taehyung's lips in rapid succession but his voice dipped down into a whole new register at the exact same moment as Jungkook realised he was naked under his shirt.

"Fuck!" Jungkook couldn't help the teeth that sunk into the slim neck against his lips the moment his hand circled around and cupped the luscious, perfect, naked buttock, kneading it in awe. Immediately, Jungkook shifted, grabbing a cheek in each hand, kneading and pushing until they were wantonly grinding against each other. Taehyung's wet, shiny lips were breathing against Jungkook's while he panted, hooded eyes almost closed.

"Ohmygod Taehyung, shit."

Jungkook fell on his knees in front of Taehyung and twisted him to face the table, pushing him against it. His fingers tangled in the white fabric of the shirt, gathering it up in his fingers, over the buttocks until the smooth, soft lobes were fully on show.

He growled, literally.

Suddenly it was as if the animal within Jungkook had finally escaped completely because his control was slipping, badly.

He grabbed the collar of the shirt at Taehyung's nape and yanked it down, violently, to reveal expanses of honeyed, faultless skin over delicate contours. Taehyung cried out softly with need.

Jungkook actually moaned as if in pain when the fabric fell all the way down, pooling on the floor like a white nest around Taehyung's slender feet.

Finally, he could see the full beauty of Taehyung and he was not disappointed.

Taehyung was breathtakingly delicious.

The expanse of his smooth back started off wide and narrowed down into a slim, beautifully bending waist which billowed out into the most delicious ass Jungkook had ever seen. Full, heavy, round, soft, so out of place with such a slim body yet such a perfect contrast that if it were any other shape, it would be less perfect. The slender legs below seemed to go on for miles.

"Taehyung... have you any idea how beautiful you are?" he asked in a broken whisper.

Jungkook silenced all the reprimanding voices inside him that were forbidding him to touch Taehyung until everything was formalised.

He was fighting a battle to death over one half of him wanting to fuck Taehyung right here right now and the other, more sensible half, who ordered to wait and prepare and have contracts and safe words.... but fuck, how could Jungkook not touch Taehyung right now when he so willingly offering himself? When he was right here, begging for Jungkook to take him in hand. Jesusfuck.

Unable to resist, touch Jungkook did.

He had never felt skin like Taehyung's. It was like liquid, velvet, silky gold that heated up where he touched it, it moved and shuddered, shivered and stretched every time even just a fingertip of Jungkook's travelled over it.

The way it moulded around his fingers yet returned to its original shape after he let go was absolutely mesmerising. Jungkook could touch Taehyung for all eternity. He would never tire of it.

Reluctantly, he stood up, tracing his fingers from Taehyung's ankles up to his delicious derriere and allowing himself one last knead before kissing the nape of Taehyung's neck, he tried to move away. If it weren't for Taehyung's hands he would have made it. The slender fingers gripped Jungkook's hips, pulling him back against the naked shape so desperate to be touched.

"Hmmm. Please?" Taehyung whined, constantly asking for more, turning his neck to the side for Jungkook's eager mouth to consume and rolling his lush, naked ass right against Jungkook's hard mound.

"Fuck, Taehyung, you're... fucking incredible..." Jungkook's lips brushed against the hot skin in front of him when he spoke. He pushed forward against Taehyung with his hard, clothed cock, nudging right into the groove of his ass, fingers gripping the lush hips, already imagining how awesome it was going to be to push into the heated tightness of Taehyung.

His fingers weaved into the silver waves and tugged gently to pull Taehyung against him like he had done the last time he was at the club, when they were watching the bondage scene unfold right before their eyes...

Without prompting, Taehyung twisted over his shoulder to kiss Jungkook passionately.

"I want you, Jungkookie please..." he rubbed his ass up and down the solid cock behind him, making them both groan. "Fuck me... please." Taehyung pleaded with a broken, needy voice, his eyes wide. Jungkook thought that was an unfair move, given his weakness for the dark, sparkling, wide eyes.

Taking liberties, Taehyung's long fingers snuck behind him again but this time, they crept closer and closer to where Jungkook so desperately wanted Taehyung to touch, more than anything, but....

"Angel." Suddenly the voice was stern and immediately Taehyung's spine straightened, the tingle at the base of it loud and clear. It made his hand drop off Jungkook instantly.

The suddenly unforgiving fingers in Taehyung's hair pushed firmly until he was bent over the table, his cheek touching the shiny wooden surface.

"I can honestly say that I have never seen anything as beautiful as you are Taehyung. Hands down. I want to eat you, all of you, right now." Jungkook tried to catch his breath. "But I won't."

Jungkook could hear the pout in Taehyung's disappointed voice:

"Whhhyyyyyy?" in his frustration, he wriggled his ass against Jungkook who had to bite his cheek to stop himself from just pulling his cock out and shoving it straight into Taehyung's ass without any preliminaries.

"The thing is, Angel... Perhaps this was something I should have started with but as usual, you distract me so I forget what I was going to say and then jump ahead of me..." he muttered with affection, absentmindedly rubbing the soft curve of Taehyung's hip while he spoke.

Jungkook took a few deep breaths to focus himself, landing a few absentminded tender slaps of hand on Taehyung's ass so temptingly bent over in front of him, just to get a little jiggle out of it. He hummed, satisfied, before he continued:

"When you're in this room... you're mine. You will listen to my guidance and you will only do what I ask you to do or suffer the consequences...

...I love your initiative, doll, but it's gonna have to stay out of this room... you can't top from the bottom here, I won't have it." The impossibly sexy, unmistakably dominant whisper in Taehyung's ear was emphasised by the firm grip in his hair. Taehyung's insides liquified.

"I'msorry." Taehyung stuttered, not understanding how being chastised and begging for forgiveness could be so goddam sexy!?

"Hey it's ok, sweets, you didn't know, so don't worry about it." his voice was kind and gentle, even teasing. "But now you do, so you'll know better next time..." a darker shade tinted the words.

Feeling his cheeks heat up, Taehyung asked:

"And what happens if I don't do as I'm told...?"

His voice was full of dare and mischief and Jungkook couldn't help but to smile -this was going to be interesting...

"Well, while you are here, you will do what I ask you to do and if you disobey then you will be punished, simple." Jungkook cited as if from a rule book.

"Punished?"

"Oh yes baby. Punished in the manner of my choosing and to the length and hardness of my choosing -infraction dependent of course..." While he spoke, a finger trailed all the way down Taehyung's back along the spine right until it dipped into the top of the groove at the bottom. Taehyung moaned at the shivers it sent up and down him.

This whole concept of punishment still sounded so alien to Taehyung, it was a little worrying if he were entirely honest with himself.

Sensing Taehyung's hesitation, Jungkook helped him up and around to face him. He cupped Taehyung's beautiful face in his hands and gazed into his eyes for a long while, realising he could quite easily get lost in them for all eternity.

"You are so incredibly beautiful, Taehyung. Did you know that?" Jungkook was unable to stop himself from saying it again, hell, he would say it forever and ever...

Taehyung's smile was shy, as if he didn't quite believe what he was saying - at that very moment Jungkook swore he would tell him as many times as it took for him to really believe it.

"I guess all that about punishments still sounds a bit weird, huh?" Jungkook smiled, reassuring Taehyung that he understood his reservations.

He tapped a finger under Taehyung's chin to lift it until he could see his eyes and the doubt in them.

He wanted to kiss it away so he did.

A gentle brush of lips against Taehyung's, just to connect, was all they needed.

"Let's not jump ahead of ourselves -as much as I want to ravish you right here, right now, I can't because I promised to show someone some toys..." he grinned.

Taehyung grinned too, excited.

"Ah, you have chosen some nice things here, which one would you like to try first?" Jungkook asked, running his fingers over the paraphernalia almost with affection.

Taehyung picked up the rope.

It was the first time Taehyung had seen Jungkook blush -and the sight was delightful.

"Really?" no matter how much Jungkook tried not to sound overly excited, he absolutely failed. Shibari was his go to thing, his favourite thing his... the thing he wanted to see Taehyung in the most. He bit his lip, trying to contain his delight.

Taehyung nodded eagerly and Jungkook couldn't help the bright smile that lit his face at that.

"In that case... this is too coarse for you, you'll need a softer rope to begin with..."

Jungkook circled around the table and went to look through the brimming basket full of neatly bundled ropes of different varieties.

He picked up a purple coloured, thickish, soft rope, caressing in between fingers like a precious thing.

"You quite like the ropes then, huh?" Taehyung teased, he couldn't help it. Jungkook looked like a kid in a candy store.

"Oh yes, shibari really is my favourite... I was hoping... I didn't think... you'd like it."

"Only one way to find out..." Taehyung teased.

"I'll do a really simple one, just your chest and arms to begin with, so you can see if you like it or not, OK? And just to remind you that at any point, anywhere in this room, you can make everything stop with a safe word... talking of which."

He shuffled back around to stand right in front of Taehyung.

"There's two things. One is a safeword, just a word that you choose that has nothing to do with anything in this room and when you say that word, at any point, everything stops immediately. But there's also the traffic lights."

Taehyung raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"Especially in a situation that we're about to get into, traffic lights are really helpful for me when we're figuring out your boundaries. If you say green, everything's go, you're happy, you want more. Just like real traffic lights, yellow is "caution", it's when you're reaching a point where what I'm doing is approaching your limit and don't want any more but are happy to stay were you are and red is equivalent of the safe word, because it means stop. Does that make sense?"

Taehyung nodded before he remembered that he needed to use his words.

"Yes, definitely."

"So, choose a word. Any word."

"Strawberry." Blinding smile.

"OK -that's cool, easy one to remember. Then you'll need a safe gesture that you can use if you can't say your safe word -for instance, if you're gagged or... otherwise occupied." Jungkook bit his lips when he couldn't stop staring at Taehyung's lush mouth wondering what it would feel like wrapped around his cock.

A gentle pink dusted Taehyung's cheeks again, as if he knew what Jungkook was thinking.

"Often people use a double or a triple tap but it can be helpful to have an actual gesture if you can't tap." Jungkook explained.

"Like this?" Taehyung lifted his hand with his index and middle fingers forming a V.

"Yeah, that's a good one. Now come here." Suddenly there was The Voice again and Taehyung shuddered in anticipation, following the order without hesitation.

Taehyung was surprised he didn't feel overly self-conscious because he was naked and Jungkook was fully dressed, if anything, he thought it was a bit of a turn on because it made him feel a little small and vulnerable next to his big boots and black clothes.

Jungkook stood directly behind Taehyung, making eye contact via the full body length mirror. The lighting in the room was rather flattering, Taehyung thought, light enough in places to work safely but dim enough in areas to leave some things to the imagination. Taehyung admired Jungkook's dark eyes on him.

"From now on, I'm assuming I have free hands over your body. Are you comfortable with that? I'm not going to ask again so you need to tell me now, if not." His heated eyes burned Taehyung's.

"Y-yes..." His voice was a breathy whisper that hit Jungkook right in his guts.

He couldn't help but to run a finger down the delicious groove of Taehyung's back, fighting the urge to lean over and taste him. He was already feeling scarily possessive over the delectable Angel in front of him.

Trying to focus on the final formalities before he could lay his hands on the expectant morsel of deliciousness, Jungkook asked: "Are you happy with your safe word and the traffic light system?" Jungkook tried to sound matter-of-fact but even he could hear the dark lust in his own voice, knowing he had just been given free pass on Taehyung's body.

"Yes." Taehyung was holding his breath. No one had ever asked him permission to touch him before.

"Here we go then..." Jungkook's voice was soft and it inspired such trust in Taehyung that he realised he'd never trusted anyone as much as he trusted Jungkook, despite having only just met him.

Jungkook could feel the sharp intake and slow release of breath just from having his hand on Taehyung's shoulder.

"There are almost infinite ways to tie your hands but I'm going to start with a basic one which is something I still use all the time, especially in subs that are not used to being tied. It's something that is fairly restrictive but easy to untie quickly if need be...

... I'm going to say this one more time, if you feel at all uncomfortable in any way, even if it's just a bit anxiety then please tell me and I'll stop. It's really important, especially with rope work because it can take a few moments to release you..."

He hesitated for a moment, long enough for Taehyung to turn around to see if everything was ok.

"I'm sorry to sound like a broken record, I don't want to put you off... it's just that..." Jungkook looked at Taehyung and hesitated, as if he didn't really want to say what he was about to say.

"... I had a sub before and things went wrong and I felt a lot of it was because of neglect of duties from my part. So I told myself I wasn't going to make the same mistake again. I'd rather take too long than not long enough in getting ready -for both of our sakes. Does that make sense?"

This time it was Jungkook who didn't meet Taehyung's eyes, instead he was fiddling with Taehyung's earrings, deep in thought as if thinking back in time.

Taehyung lifted his hand to touch Jungkook's face, running his slender fingers over a cheek, smiling wistfully.

"It's ok, I totally understand.... I'm sorry that happened. I should thank you for being so thorough in looking after me." Smiling, he leaned across and placed a gentle, shallow kiss on Jungkook's lips to draw him back to the present.

Grateful, Jungkook smiled gently.

"So I take it you're happy to proceed?" Jungkook asked, checking one last time.

"Yes. Please." Taehyung added, sweetly, and it made Jungkook hum under his breath in a way that sounded like a rumble in his chest. He did so like being asked nicely...

"I'm going to tie across your chest and bind your hands behind your back in what's called a harness. Are you flexible?" When Taehyung answered on the affirmative, he grabbed a wrist to bend the arm behind his back and upwards to his shoulder blades until it was flush over them. A little satisfied noise peeped out of him before he released the arm.

Taehyung smiled. Jungkook was so cute, honestly, he couldn't believe how someone so hard could be so soft at the same time.

"Right, I need your arms behind your back, along your waist, like holding your opposite elbows?" He helped Taehyung move his arms.

"If you can, turn your forearms wrist facing wrist, that way it's safer."

Taehyung's heart was beating out of his chest -in a good way. The whole thing felt almost too much to take in but he was glad Jungkook's calm and confident presence was there to help him.

He felt the rope looping around the forearms stacked over each other behind his back, binding them against each other. After a few loops that didn't even seem that tight, Jungkook moved and reached with the same long piece of rope towards his shoulder, at the top of his arm where the shoulder and the arm met.

"Here. Squeeze my fingers as hard as you can." He snuck two fingers into Taehyung's hand cupping around his elbow. Taehyung did as he was told but felt the need to ask why.

"Safety. (Safety, safety, safety, Taehyung echoed under his breath) So I can keep checking I haven't trapped the nerve in your arm -if your grip weakens from your initial grip, I know the tie is dangerous...

...It's important with any tie but especially when you spend a long time being tied up or going onto suspension rigging, it's really, really important to monitor everything and get the ropes just right, otherwise there's a risk of injury -and not just temporary either. I've been doing this for quite a while so I wouldn't worry too much, but it's still important to take precautions."

While he had been talking, he'd wrapped the double strands of rope around Taehyung's shoulder, across the upper chest and around the other shoulder.

"You know, it doesn't actually feel that tight...? Is that normal?" Taehyung asked, wriggling his arms back and forth in the slightly loose hoops, right when Jungkook linked the rope going around his shoulders with the one tied around his wrists and tugged firmly -immediately tightening the whole thing. "Ohh..." gasped Taehyung, feeling the tug deep in his spine.

Jungkook smiled widely.

"Give me a minute, precious. It'll get tighter the more I tie." He whispered darkly into Taehyung's ear, the moist breath teasing the skin. Taehyung's stomach flipped at the thought of what might happen after the bind Jungkook had finished tying him.

Jungkook worked quietly, clearly enjoying what he was doing. With every tug and straightening of rope, every twist and repetitive movement, Taehyung began to understand why he had said it was meditative. Even the resulting symmetry and evenness in the ropes were very satisfying to see.

Taehyung enjoyed feeling Jungkook's warm fingers on him, adjusting, tugging, sliding under the ropes, pulling loops and tails through under and over the purple ties, evening out the tension, making sure everything was tight but not too tight.

By the time Jungkook stepped back and admired his handywork, he had gone around Taehyung many times.

Jungkook pulled Taehyung to face the mirror properly again. This time Taehyung felt a little conscious of his nudity next to Jungkook but he tried to concentrate on the tight ropework around him.

Taehyung couldn't help but to admire it because it really was rather aesthetic, there was no denying it.

A quick first glance would make one think of a halterneck bikini, without cups.

The smooth, purple rope, almost like a strap, went over the top line of Taehyung's shoulders, crossing at the back, giving the impression of a halter.

The middle section of the rope harness, the "bikini part", circled Taehyung horizontally -one line across the upper chest and the arm below the shoulder, the other just below the nipple line, half way down the arm, tying the arm onto the torso. There was a very attractive decorative twist in the rope from the halter rope where it linked into the horizontal ropes over his sternum.

The tightness in the harness was achieved by looping ropes under the arms between the front and back over the cross ties. In addition, the link between the top half of the harness and the wrist tie behind the back was tightened every time a knot was made in the ropework above it.

Overall, the end result was a very firm hold across the whole of the torso that also prohibited the use of one's arms completely.

Right at the end, Jungkook had added a final, purely decorative horizontal tie across the soft part of Taehyung's tummy and it cinched his waist slightly -and very attractively. Jungkook certainly had a good eye for it, Taehyung decided.

"What do you think?" Jungkook asked, his cheeks dusted with a hint of pink -it was a good look on him. He was eating Taehyung with his eyes.

"It's beautiful. And so quick too, I'm surprised." Taehyung's answer was honest.

"How does it feel? Not too tight?"

"It's fine -comfortable- thank you."

"Great. Now you need to wait here. I'd like you to concentrate on the harness and how it makes your body feel. I hope I don't have to remind you what will happen if you misbehave?" Jungkook smiled when he said it but Taehyung wasn't sure if what he said wasn't a little bit of a chastisement for his earlier transgression, either way, he felt heat on his cheeks from Jungkook's piercing gaze.

"I want your eyes open, on the mirror, only on your body and nothing else."

"I'm going to go and tend to the fire." Wait, what?

He walked off, leaving stunned Taehyung standing on the tatami in front of the mirror.