"First thing I want you to do, sub," Yoongi walked behind Namjoon, running a hand up the boys back to suddenly grab a handful of his hair, yanking his head back. "Is grow out your hair."

Namjoon winced at the sudden pressure, biting back a sound. He scoffed. "We haven't even discussed the terms of the bet and already you're making demands."

Yoongi hummed, a darker tone than he usually did. "No more haircuts, starting now."

By the way the dom was tugging on Namjoon's hair, controlling his head, the reason why he wanted Namjoon's hair to be long was obvious.

Namjoon yanked his head out of Yoongi's grasp. "Will you sit down so we can make the bet, already?"

Yoongi smirked and walked to the other side of the desk Namjoon was sitting at. They were in his office, the same place they had been when they made the first bet.

The same place the red room incident started from.

Namjoon straightened in his chair, typing on the laptop in front of him.

"I've made an outline of the bet, including legalities, time frame and-"

"I already made the bet." Yoongi opened a desk drawer and pulled out some papers. He slid one across the smooth surface to the sub.

Namjoon raised an eyebrow as he glanced the short text over. "When did you come up with this?"

"Last night," Yoongi was smiling, but there was nothing kind behind it. "While you were sleeping after getting fucked and pampered so well. Something you won't be getting anymore after this bet is officially on."

Namjoon read the contract the dom had come up with.

Starting now, Kim Namjoon will submit physically, mentally and emotionally to Min Yoongi. All free will, personal thoughts and safe words will be forfeit.

"This is incredibly vague, with no specific guidelines and doesn't state an end date." Namjoon pushed the paper back. "How am I supposed to win if I can't do anything? If there's not even a date to last until?"

Yoongi kicked his feet up onto the desk and leaned back in his chair. "You won't be winning anyways, so that stuff doesn't matter. That's why I didn't put it in."

Namjoon sighed and shook his head. He finished typing on the laptop and then turned to face the screen to the dom. "I knew you would pull something like that, so I came up with this."

Yoongi made a face but dutifully read through what Namjoon had typed, while Namjoon quoted it to him.

"I, Min Yoongi henceforth referred to as 'Min', and I, Kim Namjoon, henceforth referred to as 'Kim', am signing this document of my own free will. The winner will be irrefutably determined by the outcome based on the guideline below. Kim will obey every order given by Min, unless the order strictly breaks Korean laws, breaks Kim's pre-consented to agreements, or will cause substantial injury to Kim or any other persons. Min is allowed to punish Kim if Kim has broken any rules, or-"

"No." Yoongi cut him off.

"The fuck you mean 'no'?" Namjoon balked.

"I'm going to punish you whenever I deem fit. The standards and rules will be up to me and me alone." Yoongi decided.

Namjoon rolled his eyes. "No way. You're going to abuse that power. I'll open the fridge to grab some milk and you'll punish me for some bullshit like "No opening the fridge door past 3:00 for dairy products.""

"As the dom, I set the rules." Yoongi didn't waiver. "The rules are up to me. Therefore, I will decide when you have broken one or not." He smirked. "Or can your spoiled bratty ass not handle that?"

Namjoon scowled. "Fine." He edited the document before showing it to Yoongi again.

"Min is allowed to punish Kim whenever he determines a rule has been broken. Min may not do anything to Kim that Kim has not listed as acceptable, as listed-"

"No." Yoongi interrupted again.

Namjoon huffed. "Now what?"

"You don't get to decide what's unacceptable."

Namjoon blinked at him. "It's my body."

"That's the whole point of this, the whole basis for me being rougher with you." Yoongi shook his head. "The point is that you don't get a say in what happens, and you don't get to tap out. Otherwise it's just our normal dynamic, and you're the one who said he was bored of it."

"I didn't say I was bored of it." Namjoon sniffed, but edited the document again anyways.

"Min may do anything to Kim as a punishment. Rules that Kim will follow when in a session with Min-"

"There are no sessions." Yoongi interjected.

"Ugh," Namjoon tossed his head back at the third interruption. "It's like you're having a problem with all this on purpose."

"No sessions." Yoongi repeated. "This bet is active 24/7. You got off easy last time, only having to last an hour each day for a month. This new bet will be different- it won't end."

"So we just keep this up until someone either wins, loses or dies?" Namjoon raised his eyebrows.

"Don't worry sub, I'll win fast." Yoongi grinned at him.

"Fine. Yet again..." Namjoon edited the doc.

"Rules that Kim will follow during the bet with Min include, but are not limited to; Obeying all orders given without argument, backtalk or hesitation, follow orders given that take part off the Min's property or when Min is not present, Kim will have no privilege to watch or participate in any form of pornography or masturbation unless Min allows or orders it, Kim will refer to Min only as 'dom', or any other title granted permissible to use by Min, Kim will follow and obey all rules set by Min."

Namjoon looked up when Yoongi didn't interrupt him again. "Does that paragraph please thy dominant?"

Yoongi waved a hand dismissively. "It's good enough. For now."

Namjoon continued.

"Both parties will honor the use of the safeword, used by either Min or Kim-"

"No."

Namjoon was surprised. "What?"

"No safewords." Yoongi was gazing darkly at him.

Namjoon's mouth opened in surprise at that. "Are you... serious?"

"I told you, you don't get to tap out." Yoongi leaned in. "If you can't handle the punishments or rules, then you lose. Why would I give you the option of quitting and taking a break whenever the going gets tough? That defeats the whole purpose. You want me to go hard on you, you want me to push you past your normal limits. I can't do that if you hit the brakes every time you're about to lose."

Namjoon was silent for nearly a full minute, thinking about what all this entailed.

"I get three safeword uses." He finally bargained. "After those are all used up, I'll be fully at your mercy, no matter what I'm screaming or begging."

Yoongi cocked his head and smirked. "Fine, sub. I'll give you three little mercies. You're lucky you're cute."

Namjoon rewrote the document, then continued.

"Kim will have three opportunities to use his safeword; Satis. If the word is said, Min must immediately stop all physical and verbal contact with Kim. After the three chances have all been used, Min has the authority to continue the punishment, even if Kim is still saying Satis. The bet will have no timeframe. The winner will be decided when either Min or Kim admits defeat, and only then."

Yoongi smiled. "One more thing."

Namjoon groaned. "You're never satisfied, are you?"

"No aftercare."

Namjoon paused, wondering where his sweet little dom had gone, and who was this ruthless, emotionless monster who had taken his place.

Yoongi cocked his head. "What? Don't think you can handle no longer getting massages? I thought you wanted to be left on the ground; cold, shaking and covered in my cum."

"I can get massages from a masseuse." Namjoon pouted, changing the document again. "And your floors are heated, I'll be just fine."

Yoongi only smiled. "We'll just wait and see about that, sub."

"You really think you could continue to fuck me after I yell out my safeword?" Namjoon asked as he printed the document out. "You sure that wouldn't make you... drop?"

"That's what gags are for." Yoongi hummed as he took the paper off the printer. He grabbed a pen and signed his name on the line at the bottom, before handing it to Namjoon.

The boy took it and pressed his pen to the paper on his own line.

"Why are you hesitating, sub?" Yoongi had gotten up and walked behind Namjoon, draping himself over Namjoon's sitting figure. His cologne swarmed Namjoon's nose, and the dom's arms caged him into the chair on both sides. "Realizing you got too spoiled to be able to handle this new lifestyle? You thought you wanted this, but now that it's becoming a reality, you're having doubts."

He pressed his lips to Namjoon's cheek, kissing him softly. "I'll give you one chance to back out of this now. After that, you can't say I didn't try to help you. Everything that happens from the moment you sign your name and on, will be all because you wanted it."

"You're trying to get into my head, but it won't work." Namjoon turned his head away from the dom's kiss.

After all, he thought, I beat you last time, and you don't even know. I can and will beat you again.

"Sign, then," Yoongi whispered. "If you're so confident."

And after only a second of hesitation, Namjoon did.