Taehyung woke up feeling groggy. He was excited to see Yoongi again, but not excited to start the day. He wanted to sleep more. When his second alarm went off, he dashed up cause that meant he was going to be late if he didn't hustle. He brushed his teeth and got dressed quickly. He then ran out the door and sprinted to class. Tae thankfully made it there on time even though he was wheezing when he sat down. He was excited to get back to the large masquerade mask that he was painting. He went through class working with his oil paints and was disappointed when the bell rang. Well. he was sad to stop painting, but not sad about seeing Yoongi again.

He sprinted to class again, once he got there, he stopped outside to catch his breath. Then he walked in and saw that Yoongi was already sitting in his seat. "Hey princess, how's it going?" He rolled his eyes at the nickname which Yoongi raised a brow to. "Did you just roll your eyes at me?" Tae sat down and tried to act normal and not like his heart rate had accelerated. "Of course, not hyung, would I do that?" Yoongi stared deeply into his eyes, "Hyung will remember that." Tae felt himself flush and tried to change the topic. "Hey one of my managers called me earlier and said it was going to be slow so I don't actually have to work tonight if you would like to work on the project?" He really hopes he will say yes, it would give Tae more time to act out. He chuckled to himself.

"Yeah, we can work on the project, same time after class and in the same studio." Then the class began, and they went over the basics of production, which Tae actually appreciated because it gave some insight on how Yoongi produced his songs. The class ended even quicker than his art class had. His nerves were a little scattered. He was sure if anyone else had Yoongi looking at them the way he was looking at Tae that they would be nervous too. Yoongi got up and Tae noticed what he was wearing; dark jeans and a black shirt with a... wait, is that a fucking harness under the leather jacket? Was he trying to kill him? Tae was going to pass out.

Yoongi looked over his shoulder at him with a smirk and said, "You coming Princess? We have a project to work on." Tae got up and gathered his things and ran after Yoongi, "Yeah, yep here I am, hyung." They got to the studio and Yoongi sat in the chair that was in front of all his sound equipment. He looked up at Taehyung and said, "Do you trust hyung?" He wasn't sure where this was going, but he did trust him. He nodded in response. There was a shift in the air as Yoongi's eyes darkened and he tilted his head looking Tae over. "Hyung wants you to bend over the sofa with your perky ass in the air." He froze. Oh shit, it was happening. He felt a shiver pass over him as he went to do what was asked of him. "I want you to say red for stop, yellow for slow down, and green for good. Say 'yes Hyung' if you understand." Yoongi was sitting back in his chair all casual like he didn't just ask Tae to bend over the fucking sofa. He bent over the arm of the sofa and said, "Yes Hyung." He heard him chuckle, "Oh so you do know how to be a good boy. Do you know why I have you in this position?" He absolutely did not, but Tae was a repeat offender when it came to being a brat so who knew. "No hyung." Yoongi got up and moved closer to Tae, "You have been a brat since the moment we met, and you rolled your eyes at me in class. Is that a nice way to act Taehyung?"

Fuck. Taehyung couldn't breathe. If he thought Yoongi felt intense in everyday life, this was completely different. It's like it bled out of his pores along with authority. A slap landed harshly on his ass. "I asked you a question, and I don't expect to have to ask you again." He demanded. 'Shit, what was the question he asked?' Taehyung thought for a minute as he felt his mind float. Oh yeah, if he knew how to act. "No hyung." he responded, moaning softly. "No, sir," Yoongi emphasized. "No, sir," Taehyung repeated.

"As your punishment, brat. I'm going to smack each cheek five times. Now, you. I need you to count each smack every time I lay one down and thank me for it, because brats like you need strict discipline, right?" Yoongi spoke. Taehyung nodded before he said, "Yes sir, thank you, sir!" He couldn't believe this was finally happening. "What's your color," Yoongi checked before he began. "Green. I'm so fucking green. Please spank me now!" he whines. Yoongi laid two smacks in quick succession on each cheek. "Don't whine. Stay patient or I'll add more smacks. If you lose count or stop counting, I'll start over. Got it?" He asked. "Yes sir! Yes…" Tae almost started crying with need.

Yoongi rubbed Taehyung's ass and thick thighs for a second before he lifted up both hands. He smacked Taehyung's right cheek, entranced by how it jiggled under the force. He was still going easy, trying to gauge how much pain he can tolerate. "One, sir. Thank you, sir." Tae moans out after a yelp. Taehyung thought that Yoongi was going easy on him to see if he could take it. He can. Another smack rained down on his other cheek. "Two, oh shit!" This one was harder. Tae liked it but wanted it harder. "Thank you, sir!" he almost forgot to say it. Another smack but on the same cheek. This feeling rocked his world and threw his head into a spin. "Haaa, fucking three. Thank you so much, sir."

"Color?" Yoongi asked. "I'm still green, sir." he told him, breathing hard. Yoongi rubbed the spot he left the harsh slap before adding another to the other cheek. "Four, yes. Thank you, sir,!" Tae moaned as he arched his back and pushed his ass, as he silently pleaded for more. A firm smack with both hands was used to shove him down, "Impatience will get you nowhere. Stay still, bitch." he commanded. More rubbing and then the hardest slap yet was laid down. Taehyung could swear he felt it through his clothes. This is what he needed to calm his mind. He started feeling so good as he whispered, "five. Thank you, sir." Tae hadn't been this turned on in a while. For some reason this was even better than some of the scenes he's been in at the clubs. Yoongi rubbed along his ass, "Very good, such a good boy. Now I want you to lean up for me, come on. We'll lay on the sofa together." Tae got up slowly with Yoongi's help and they laid across the sofa with Tae's head on Yoongi's chest.

He was trying really hard not to wriggle around cause he was still hard in his pants and he was sure that he wasn't going to get release. "I can feel you moving around, I won't make you come this time, wouldn't be much of a punishment if I did." Fuck. He whined softly but tried to calm down. Yoongi cleared his throat, "Are you okay with what I just did?" He had been wondering when he would try having the talk with him. "Yes hyung, very much ok with it. I would be ok if we continued doing things like that, but we should probably set rules and boundaries and such." Yoongi chuckled, "That's what I was going to say next. Clearly, I'm a dom and I'm pretty sure you're a sub." Tae nodded and he continued," I want to give you some homework, when you go home I want you to write down hard limits and soft limits and things you know you like. This will be the easiest way for us to have an idea of each other. Then we can go from there. I want to be your play partner if you let me, you intrigue me Taehyung." Tae could feel his heart pounding, he absolutely wanted that. "You intrigue me too hyung, and I'm clearly interested in being your play partner." he motioned to where he was still hard in his jeans and Yoongi laughed. It was the first time Tae saw his full smile, it was gummy and cute.

He snuggled in closer to Yoongi, enjoying the moment. "Well, I supposed we should get some work done, how are you feeling?" he was checking to make sure Tae was ok after the scene, and that further confirmed he would be a good play partner. "I'm doing ok, still a little...excited, but I'm ok. Let's get to work." Yoongi gave him a smirk and got up, they went over their notes from yesterday and Tae sang a small sample for Yoongi. This made him drop his pencil from where he was writing down notes, "Holy shit Taehyung, I know you said you like to sing, but I didn't expect you to sing like that?" Tae chuckled nervously, "Yeah I like to sing hyung, no big deal."

Yoongi laughed. "Way to be humble, Taehyung. Your voice is really good. I think I need to scrap what I wrote and restart it to fit your voice." he immediately began logging into the computer and doing things. "Um, hyung. What are you talking about?" he asked shyly. Yoongi grumbled and then replied, "I didn't make the song for someone who had a soulful voice like yours. It doesn't fit at all. I don't think I like it for how you sound. I'll use it for someone else. How about a slower song, does that sound good?" Yoongi spoke so fast that Taehyung couldn't keep up. "-a more thoughtful song? What about…"

"Hyung. Hyung!" Taehyung interrupted him. "Hyung, you know it takes 2 people to write a song, right?" He asked, his bratty attitude coming back. He almost rolled his eyes, but he could still feel the sting on his butt.

"How could I forget my princess?" Yoongi replied sarcastically. "Well, what do you want to write about?"

Taehyung blushed at being called princess again, but he thought about the question. What did he want to write about? Before his brain caught up to his mouth, he asked, "Hyung, where are you from? Your accent is really familiar." Even though it was completely off topic and Taehyung answered his question with a question, he answered, "Daegu." Tae nodded, "I am too." There is a silent pause before Tae said, "How was living there for you?" Yoongi thought of his answer before he responded, "I don't know. My family was not very well off, but they did what they could. You?" Taehyung agreed. "Yea. I'm the oldest, so I had to take care of all of my siblings. It was ok, but I craved for summers on my grandparent's farm. We would work hard during the days, but at night, they would tell the most vivid stories of the places they'd been when they were younger while I would paint them. My grandmother and I would sing until it was late at night. Do you have any experiences like that?"

While Taehyung was talking, Yoongi was observing the way his brown eyes lit up like the sun. A small smile made its way onto Yoongi's lips. "Yeah. I'd stare out the window of my uncle's house for hours while playing his baby grand piano. It always felt amazing how she would sing underneath my fingers. He was the one who taught me how to play piano and he encouraged me to pursue music even when everyone else said I should get a more reliable career and degree. I still visit my uncle and his lovely piano. He said one day, I'll inherit her. She's probably the only thing my family will pass down to me."

There was a heavy silence while each boy loitered in their memories. "Then let's write that," Taehyung concluded. And so, they began writing. They took turns and Yoongi helped Taehyung out with the writing part. He barely knew what he was doing so it was nice to have Yoongi there to help guide him through it. They finished after a while. They still had more work to do but it was getting late. "Taehyung, I want you to remember your homework. We will go over it tomorrow." They were walking towards the studio door and Tae was about to leave when he realized Yoongi stayed at the door. "I'll do my homework hyung, don't worry, but aren't you going home?" It looked like he planned to stay in the studio for a while. "I was going to stay here and work for a while." Tae didn't really want to leave him, so he asked, "Would it be ok if I stayed for a little bit and started my list here?"

He saw Yoongi's eyes darken briefly, then he nodded, "Please feel free, Princess." He was getting used to the nickname, slowly, but surely. Tae thinks he might have started liking it. He walked back over to the sofa and pulled out his notebook from his bag along with a pen. He began thinking about what he should put on the list. Hmmmm. Tae was definitely a masochist. Pain got him off so good. He felt chills spread over his body as he remembered the spanking he just received. His ass still throbbed from it. He wrote down spanking and wrote funishment next to it. He then decided it would be smart to just write impact play down. Any type of impact play was fine by him.

Tae continued with his list getting sucked into a world that he had almost forgotten. He was about halfway done when he remembered the comment Jin had made about playing together. That was something he and Yoongi definitely needed to talk about. "Hey hyung? Can we talk about Jin-hyung and his partner?" Yoongi had been writing at his desk and playing notes on his keyboard, he looked up at Tae, "Sure, what's your question?" He thought for a moment, trying to collect his thoughts. "Are you going to still play with them? And is there anyone else that you play with?" Yoongi turned to face him,"I would like to continue if that's ok with you. Remember with Jin and Joonie I mostly watch and and they do the same with me. I may tell them what to do from time to time but I'm never physical with them. There is one other person that I have shared scenes with that I would love for you to meet. His name is Jungkook.I just know you two will get along really well. He's recently been talking to someone else in the scene, I haven't gotten his name yet." Tae wasn't opposed to any of this so far, he nodded, "I would love to meet them all, and once comfortable I wouldn't mind, uh, if I could join in the fun?"

"That's part of the plan, Princess. I wouldn't have it any other way." Yoongi smirked at Taehyung being so willing. He was excited to bring him into the group. Taehyung was also feeling giddy at being back into the community. He hoped that this time, he would feel comfortable enough with Yoongi, his dom, to realize things about himself that he hadn't or wasn't ready to discover yet."Oh, I'm actually meeting Jungkook for a late dinner tomorrow, would you like to come with us? I can pick you up from work?" This excited Tae, "Oh yes hyung, that sounds amazing.", he answered. Yoongi nodded and smiled and turned back to his computer and Taehyung couldn't stop himself from peeking up at him. Honestly, he hoped Yoongi wouldn't get bored of him, too.

He continued adding things to the list like wax play, bondage, and orgasm denial. He added things to the maybe column, like knife play. He completely decided against things like scat, gun play, and a few other things.

His brain grew tired, and he knew he was just trying to prolong saying goodbye to Yoongi, so he began doodling on the side of the paper. Taehyung was surprised when Yoongi called his name. "I guess you're done for tonight?" he asked, more observant than Tae expected.

Taehyung nodded, suddenly hating that fact. "Yeah. I don't think I can think of anything else right now. Do you want to maybe go over it now?" he asked, once again trying to buy more time with Yoongi, despite feeling really tired.

Yoongi shook his head. "No. I want you to sleep on it so you can make sure you've added everything. The maybe category is the one I want you to focus on the most. It's easy to know what you like and what you dislike, but it takes time to figure out what you want to explore. We'll go over that in detail."

Taehyung knew Yoongi was right, but that didn't stop him from pouting and crossing his arms. "I guess I'll just escort myself home, then." Yoongi laughed at his childishness. "You've had a long day, princess. You got a punishment, you had to work on a song, and you have homework. I can't keep you here all night. Now, stop being a brat and tell hyung good night like a good boy."

Taehyung turned red and goose bumps erupted all over him at the word good boy. He walked up to Yoongi. "Good night, hyung." He wasn't sure what to do. Did he hug him? Kiss him? Oh god he couldn't make that first move. Yoongi saved him from his inner turmoil by grabbing him by the waist, he leaned into Taehyung almost in a kiss. He whispered against Tae's lips, "Good night, Princess." Tae definitely felt lightheaded after that. He almost whined at the almost kiss, but he refrained. He walked to the door and headed home for the evening. He was so ready to fall into his bed. He was really excited for tomorrow. Not only did he have class with Yoongi, but he was able to go to dinner with him and meet his friend. He finally made it home and went over his homework some more before he crashed for night.