twop: secret relationship / a picture of seonghwa outside, sitting on grass

jongjoong bdsm au

(bottom hongjoong week ran a moodboard game before the fest and i took the resulting moodboard and wrote a threadfic based on it. you can see the original thread on twitter.)

something a little different for this #MoodboardMonday! here's the first part of a threadfic that goes with this moodboard for @bttmhjweek #bottomhjweek day 2, aphrodisiacs.

other cw: ropework, temperature play, waxplay, food/feeding, sugar daddy-esque, less sex than you'd think

JH is a chaebol who's gotten dumped by six different girlfriends over the past two months for the same reason: he gets too aggressive and they break up with him. WY's sick of this shit and begs JH to let him set JH up with his friend.

HJ is a fine art photographer who's a pro sub as a hobby. he specializes in bondage, but he loves the push and pull of putting new(er) doms through the figurative ropes. sometimes literal. when WY sets him up with JH, he's not sure what to expect.

they run through the basics: limit lists and safewords (which HJ insists are for doms too, even if JH seems skeptical) and safety. always keep the trauma shears nearby, you know? then HJ goes over his personal rules.

1. sex can't be added to a scene in progress.
2. pear juice for aftercare is non-negotiable.
3. scene plan must be submitted 24 hours beforehand.
4. rope will be provided by him if necessary.
5. no payment accepted, but he'll take gifts.

once JH agrees, HJ sends him a million links over KaTalk for "homework." it's kind of annoying, but JH finally gets why his girlfriends never vibed with him about this. there's an entire article about trust and intimacy and JH thinks he's been going about shit all wrong.

he decides to go pretty easy for their first scene. even if HJ's a professional, they're still feeling each other out. JH's not comfortable with rope just yet, so he settles for cuffs and temperature play. maybe a blindfold? he submits the plan, and HJ approves it.

the scene goes… okay. JH assumed HJ would be submissive like his fantasies, but it's kind of less sexy than JH thought? because HJ keeps making comments, guiding JH, and that IS the purpose of this whole thing, but it's also Fucking Annoying. is this what a brat is? JH hates it.

it feels good to wrestle control from HJ, though. To hold him and feel him obey. to kiss him until HJ accepts the ice cube JH presses into his mouth. to see the way HJ jerks away from the drips of hot wax.

the next scene is better. HJ agrees to teach JH ropework, brings the ropes and some instruction books he lends to JH. also a mannequin, which is because HJ says it's pretty fucking hard to teach knots if he can't use his hands. JH's a little confused, because HJ's a sub...?

HJ rolls his eyes and says it's important to understand both sides of a D/s relationship. it's pretty awful to ask someone to do things you don't understand to you. subs don't have to dom but knowing what's happening to your body lets you know a dom is legit.

plus, it's helpful for situations like this. after showing JH how to tie the basic knots and their names, HJ does a chest harness on the mannequin and walks JH through the steps. then he makes JH try on the mannequin twice before letting JH try on him.

"too tight," HJ says when JH adds tension to the rope. he loosens it and JH hears the smirk in HJ's voice when he says "too loose." turns out ropework's more difficult than it seems. it takes JH 20 min to finish and he feels accomplished when HJ flexes and then says "it'll do."

the next couple of sessions are more ropework until JH feels like he could time the knots in his sleep. he spends all his free time reading the books HJ lent him and testing out ties on the mannequin he bought before doing them on HJ. each time, HJ gets more and more impressed.

when HJ finally says "good job," JH feels more accomplished than ever. he invites HJ to dinner, bc he's run out of designer jewelry from brands HJ's mentioned in passing to gift him and he remembers HJ mentioned wanting to eat at a restaurant owned by someone JH's friends with.

and if the menu's aphrodisiac themed, raw oysters to start that JH picks up to hold to HJ's lips, that's a bonus. there's caviar JH feeds him too and honey-glazed almonds HJ holds to JH's lips. they both drink, but HJ checks they won't do scene later. safety and all.

by the time appetizers are done, HJ's moved so close JH feels where their thighs touch. the main course is salmon glazed with honey-gochujang sauce. they each have a plate, but JH feeds HJ until he complains JH's food will go cold if he doesn't eat and holds a bite up to JH.

they trade bites until the salmon's gone and then JH turns HJ's head to kiss him. "you had sauce on your face," JH says after, lips curving into a smirk. it's hard to tell in the dim restaurant, but JH thinks HJ blushes. He settles his hand on HJ's thigh and watches him swallow.

dessert is a chocolate-fig lava cake served with a pomegranate syrup and garnished with pomegranate seeds. this one is meant to be shared, and JH's hand wanders higher as they trade bites. "thought you said we weren't playing," HJ says, voice strained.

"this isn't playing," JH says. he squeezes HJ's thigh, just a little. "say no if you don't want to have sex, though. i'll stop." his eyes track HJ as he reaches out and takes his wine glass, bringing it to his mouth to drink the rest. then he sets it back on the table.

turning to kiss JH's cheek, HJ whispers: "take me home then." JH calls for the check.

JH doesn't know why he's surprised that HJ is a talker during sex too. Like, of course he is and of course he whines when JH drags out the prep. Then he whines some more when JH fucks him and, dangerously, JH thinks he could get used to that.

he wants to.