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Updates: Tuesday

The only reason I'm updating today is because my editor is coming to the UK to visit me 💕💕 This is for all her efforts in coming to see me. The world is honestly not ready for us 😂. She is dressing up as a banana and I'm dressing up as a grape 😂. JustGoToSleepNow

Also I need reassurance that my chappies are good, call it a writers praise kink, vote on my chapters if you haven't yet 💕🙈

Also this chapter is brought to you by all those that commented on my recent post. I love my little mints xx 💋

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Thursday

Jimin had just ordered dinner for them, it should arrive in half an hour. He was sat across from Yoongi's desk as he waited for the Chairman to hand him more work. He was visibly exhausted as he ran back and forth from his desk and Yoongi's desk to collect documents that needed to be reviewed or sorting for the following meetings this week.

"It's my punishment to do over time, why are you staying behind as well, Yoongi?" Jimin asked as he yawned slightly, he covered his mouth, embarrassed to show how weary he was.

"I'm here to supervise you, as your dominant I must make sure you carry out your punishments correctly." Yoongi was always like that, always monitoring his little submissive, and Jimin was more than thankful. He was the kind of person that needed reassurance to make sure that what he was doing was correct. The Chairman handed Jimin a few more documents. "Do these for now and come back to me when you're done."

The submissive looked at the sheets of paper. Then he returned to his desk, carrying out Yoongi's order. He wanted to show Yoongi how sorry he was for everything. Then perhaps he could ask about the Halloween party. He didn't want to be the reason for his co-workers to lose out on rare company dinners. But he knew he had to save small favours before he could even dare make a request that big.

This was what worried Jimin, he didn't know what Yoongi wanted.

The sun had begun to set behind the Chairman. Everyone was long gone and the business sector was but a deserted city. Jimin's phone buzzed in his pocket. It was a message from Joon Hee.

Queen: You dancing tonight?

Jimin: Nope overtime.

The secretary glanced upwards and noticed Yoongi was still at his desk, working hard. And he wouldn't expect anything less from such a capable man. He probably watched for a few minutes as sunlight died in the sky, dimming the room, and all Jimin could see were those crimson lips. How they stretched while his Master thought, while he wrote and then when he smiled, eyes glowing as they looked at his submissive.

They were interrupted when Jimin's phone rang, this time it was the delivery guy.

"I'll just go pick up the food." He told Yoongi, who gave him an approving nod.

When he returned, Jimin placed Yoongi's food on the desk, his chopsticks and Americano soon after, with a tissue, just in case. He was just about to move back to his seat when Yoongi's voice stunned him in his place.

"Where are you going kitten? Sit here."He ordered.

It was hard because the Chairman would call him this nickname regardless of his intentions. Was he even aware of the extent the name controlled Jimin? He moved to sit opposite Yoongi, but the older shook his head, "Kitten, bring your chair and come sit beside me."

This was new, Jimin was always sat a few meters away, so as he moved the chair he couldn't help but feel shy. And that was when he noticed what the documents on Yoongi's desk were about.

"Is this for your house?" Jimin asked as he took out his chopsticks and began to eat. He was incredibly hungry and thanked Yoongi quietly for the food.

"No kitten, I'm going to renovate this office." Yoongi leaned towards the plans. "I'm going to insert a bedroom that's closed off in that section there." He then pointed to the empty part of the room, it was facing a window and there were sofas placed by it for small meetings. "The bedroom will have a full view on the skyline, but it will be mirrored glass, where you can see the outside but everyone else would just see the reflection of the buildings." He then pointed at the wall with its many secret panels, which Jimin was unfamiliar with. Other than ice packs he wondered what else he would find if he...

"Yoongi, what else is in the drawers?" Jimin asked.

"You'll find out soon," Yoongi brushed off," That reminds me, the builders will come in a couple of hours, but they should be gone in the morning." The Chairman began to eat his meal, he placed a few meat pieces on Jimin's plate. When the submissive looked up Yoongi was reading more business proposals.

"Thank you," He mumbled silently.

"The doctor will be arriving tomorrow, we will have our health checks together." Yoongi's voice was soft and Jimin nodded, he understood. He knew that it was part of the company's regulations. "Your health will be monitored every three months, and during your contract with me you are aware you cannot have sexual activities outside the office." Jimin bit his lip, he didn't know how Yoongi could just say this all professionally when he was blushing like a teenager. "Kitten, you wanted oral in our contract. It would be safer for us both if we didn't have any contact with a third person."

"We?" Jimin repeated.

"Yes, Kitten, we." Yoongi rested his hand on Jimin's thigh, rubbing circles, it was calming somehow. Jimin could almost purr at the attention. "Is there anything wrong with that, Kitten?" He leaned closer, so close Jimin was already drowning in the peppermint bliss.

But for some reason Jimin felt like he didn't deserve this. Not when he had been anything but good. He leaned away.

"I need to go to the bathroom." He didn't wait for Yoongi's response, instead he dropped his food on the table and made a beeline for the toilets.

Truth was he didn't need it. Yet here he was, standing in front of the mirror. He had probably washed his face twice already. Looking at his reflection, examining his dishevelled state. Eyes tired, his white shirt crinkled from the day's work. He unbuttoned his shirt slightly after loosening his tie. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He had been craving Yoongi's touch since the last time, eagerly wanting the bliss. Thinking about him the whole day, even when he was working hard because Yoongi asked him to.

"Kitten?"

Jimin turned around swiftly and found Yoongi leaning against the door. His eyes followed the peeping pale skin, his veiny long fingers. He remembered vividly how they pleased him. Jimin whimpered as Yoongi walked towards where he stood, finally pinning his frail body between his arms as he rested his hand on the sink behind his little Kitten.

"I was just was-shing up." Jimin explained, his voice stuttered.

"Kitten, you've been here for half an hour, you want to tell Master what's really on your mind?"

It was hard for the submissive to come up with a response, especially since Yoongi was leaning closer and closer to him. His hands wanted to rest on his dominant's chest, he already needed to be grounded, Jimin wanted to kiss him, he really did. Was he allowed? Did he deserve it?

"I... feel that I'm being rewarded if I kiss Master," Jimin replied shyly, "I know I wasn't being good and... I felt like I don't deserve you." He looked towards to floor, defeated. Yoongi always had a way with making him submit, it wasn't because he was a pushover, he was just truly putty under Yoongi's presence.

"You feel that kissing me is a reward?" Yoongi asked, his hot breath teasing sparks up Jimin's skin.

Jimin nodded, "Yes, Master."

Yoongi leant forward anyway, his steady lips so soft on Jimin's trembling ones. "Kitten, you worked really hard today, you managed to do everything I asked from you. I'm really proud, I should reward you for that." He spun his submissive around so Jimin found himself facing the mirrors. Finally seeing how red his cheeks really were.

Usually Jimin would be blindfolded, but now here he was, watching his reflection whine inaudibly, suppressing any sounds. As if he could succeed because Yoongi seemed to be anything but unaware with how to look after Jimin. The Chairman hot against him. Kissing over his marks from the day before. Jimin moaned softly, whimpering quietly as Yoongi's hands roamed his body. He was hard and his member just hardened more when he rolled his hips, pressing his cock against the sink. Yoongi's tongue dragged down the surface of his neck possessively. Bliss came so cheaply as Jimin rolled his head back into the crook of Yoongi's neck where his lips were claimed by his Master. Eyes closed because he was used to experiencing bliss in darkness.

"Eyes open Kitten, watch how Master rewards you."

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What kind of rewards should Jimin have hmmm?