To Taehyung's disappointment, a few quick movements free him of all ties. He's pulled into Jungkook's arms and warm, affectionate hand cups around his cheek. Familiar lips linger close.

"Never hesitate to be honest with me, Taehyung. I want whatever you're willing to give me but I need you to be honest with yourself, and if you're equally open with me, I will give you whatever you dare to ask..." Jungkook whispers softly.

When the mouth claims Taehyung, the words float around in his mind in an endless loop until he feels dizzy with them. In their echo, he is left wondering if the promises include Jungkook's heart. All rational thought disintegrates into the kiss when the insistent tongue pushes in deep, hungry, and Taehyung feels himself melt, all his thoughts splintering into swells of pleasure while their hands explore, finally free, no longer shy.

Finally, he can grab the shoulders he has wanted to grab for longer than he remembers, he can feel every muscle and contour so easily under the cotton. Taehyung grips the stiff shirt collar and pulls Jungkook even closer, yanking at the fabric so hard in his hunger that several buttons give and pop, dancing with joy when they fall on the tiled floor.

In the throes of his passion, Taehyung gets carried away and he bites at Jungkook's lip. Instantly, harsh fingers yank him away from the kiss by the hair.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Jungkook tuts, he stands up, dramatically checking to see if his lip is bleeding. The glasses come off. Taehyung can clearly see how the dark eyes have sharpened in a knee softening way. "What am I going to do with you...?" Jungkook mutters ominously.

Taehyung shrinks a little, blinking up at his partner. He suddenly feels all flustered again, not least because Jungkook now towers over him where he stands by the treatment chair and Taehyung suddenly feels like a child being reprimanded with his naked legs dangling over the edge of the chair and with only his shirt on. He can't figure out why that feels so good. He wants to squirm.

"Take off your clothes," Jungkook says and when he sees Taehyung is about to say something, he clarifies sharply, "All of them. Quickly."

Fingers shaking from excitement, Taehyung pulls his messy tie off and tries to unbutton his shirt, but the hard eyes staring at him are making it very difficult to concentrate, his fingers are not listening, at all, so he fumbles. This hard Jungkook is something else...

He's barely unbuttoned when Jungkook simply grabs the sides of the shirt out of his hands and he yanks it down the arms with force. Taehyung gasps in surprise.

"You didn't think we're done with the straps yet, did you?" Jungkook taunts, finger pushing to lift Taehyung's chin. Everything inside him flutters, teeth sinking onto his lip with anticipation.

"Well, I was hoping we hadn't..."

"Face down," Jungkook instructs.

Oh. No please, no thank you. Taehyung is quivering like a leaf.

Taehyung lies down on his front and Jungkook replaces the wrist straps and the strap across the shoulders, omitting the one for the ankles.

The faux leather feels smooth against Taehyung's naked skin, it's almost like the real thing against his cock, he's tempted to rub against it. Acutely aware of his audience, he resists the temptation. Anticipation bubbles brighter all over his body when he hears gloves being pulled on again.

Jungkook moves closer. A covered hand kneads the soft flesh of Taehyung's ass cheek, first one, then the other joins in, together they squeeze and spread the flesh while Jungkook hums with distinct appreciation.

"Ah!" Taehyung moans, he wants it, he really wants it.

"Lift your ass. Get onto your knees," Jungkook instructs from behind.

Taehyung curls under himself, waist arching heavily in order to push the hips up despite the shoulder strap pressing on his upper body. The small shift in position is all it takes and just like that, Taehyung is back to where he wants to whine and beg, where his sensible, logical self, doesn't even exist. Here, he wants to please.

"That's better..." Jungkook says, grabbing the tube of lube.