Dangerous |ksj + knj| (eng)

Chapter 11: Salmon with baked potatoes

(public sex, humiliation, handcuffs – slightly, blowjob, anal sex, riding)

"So, um, Kim Namjoon, I see you brought someone for our meeting," the older man smiled gently at Jin, who bowed politely and greeted him.

"Yes, I hope you don't mind. That's my employee Jin. Jin, this is Bang Sihyuk, a friend of my father and my business partner," Namjoon introduced them to each other.

Employee? Well yes, but actually no.

"Employee?"

"Yoongi just had some family business to attend. I hope you don't mind."

"Of course not," Sihyuk smiled and they walked to the table. As they sat down, their waiter handed them the menus. Namjoon chose the wine and they all began to read.

"So, Jin," the older man raised his eyes from the menu. "What do you do in Namjoon's company?"

The boy opened his mouth but his breath got caught up in his throat as he felt the latter's hand on his inner thigh. Namjoon spread Jin's legs under the table and ran his fingers on the latter's leg.

"I, um, I... am Namjoon's p-personal assistant. One of them," Jin tried to calm down his racing heart as Namjoon's teasing continued. He should've expected this when there was no toy in the box with the suit he was wearing right now.

He tried to act normally, not to embarrass himself in front of the older man, who only nodded, shifting his attention to the paper. Jin hid his face behind the menu and frowned at Namjoon, whose hand got even closer to his hardening member. He closed his eyes, trying to calm himself down.

Namjoon's fingers ran across his bulge in his pants and the latter bit his lip, blushing. He was glad for the menu covering his face. He looked around the restaurant, trying to avert his mind's attention from his hardening member but Namjoon's hand was restless.

"Have you chosen, gentlemen?" the same waiter arrived and Jin cleared his throat. Both men ordered and looked at the other, who tried to compose himself before speaking. He put the menu down, acting like Namjoon just wasn't rubbing his dick through his pants.

"I'd like um the salmon with baked potatoes, p-please."

Namjoon was watching him as he squeezed his member through his pants, which caused the latter to stutter in surprise. Jin smiled at the waiter and handed him the menu, again acting like nothing was happening under the table although every nerve in his body was fully aware of his own dick. He took his wine glass and drank it slowly, listening to the conversation the men were having. He tried to focus on their words.

His heart was beating fast as Namjoon continued stroking his cock. He didn't want to admit but everything about this had a glimpse of adrenaline that made him not push Namjoon's hand away. He knew he could whisper his safe word or pull away but why should he when deep down he liked it?

His face was emotionless. He held his own hand, which was squeezed to control the sounds that were threatening to escape his throat. His eyes widened as Namjoon's hand entered his underwear and began to rub the tip. He bit his lip but soon stopped not to be obvious. He felt ashamed, he felt as if everyone in the restaurant knew what was happening but the excitement made him ignore it.

He looked down and at that moment he noticed that his dick was completely out. He couldn't help but blush slightly as he looked around and at the men at the table, who were discussing certain business things. As he heard his own name, he looked at Namjoon.

"Jin is a temporary worker because he is still studying," the younger looked at him, a devilish smile in his eyes. Making Jin join the conversation was a part of his plan all along.