"Well, this one is nice!" Wooyoung says as he throws his duffle bag on the hotel bed. "Nicer than the last place, that's for sure."

"No kidding." Yeosang scrunches his nose and claims his own bed, San taking the couch off to the side.

"The couch is better too," he says with a slight pout.

Wooyoung smirks in his direction and crosses his arms. "Don't be that way. It's your turn! We all agreed."

San continues his pouting as Wooyoung and Yeosang giggle to themselves. Yeosang rises and goes to the bathroom.

"This bitch has a waterfall shower!" Yeosang shouts to his friends.

"I'm pretty sure we could all fit in there," Wooyoung says with a playful smirk.

"No thanks," San says. "I want to sleep first." He throws an arm over his eyes and wiggles in place on his couch.

"No! You can't sleep now!" Wooyoung runs to him and starts shaking him aggressively. "We have to do the dares first!"

Yeosang goes to sit on the bed. "He's right. How long are we staying here?"

"At least a week," Wooyoung decides. "I like it here already. So, what should San's dare be?"

"Nothing like the last dare," San interjects. "I still haven't lived down the strip tease in Paris."

Wooyoung laughs. "Don't worry! Your dare is just to get your nipples pierced."

San gasps loudly. "Are you insane?"

"Yes," Yeosang answers for him.

"Well, if I'm getting my nipples pierced, then Woo has to get another tattoo of our choosing," San says smugly.

Wooyoung scoffs. "Easy."

"I wasn't finished" San says. "You have to flirt with the tattoo artist the entire time he is working on you."

"I like a challenge," Wooyoung hums while crossing his arms. "But you guys have to give me a fair chance. And please don't make the tattoo something horrid please."

"I suppose we can do that," Yeosang agrees. "My turn."

"Sangie has to..." Wooyoung trails off as he thinks, "dance naked in a fountain at midnight." Wooyoung grins evilly.

"No! That's too much!"

Wooyoung just waves his hand back and forth. "No one will be around. You'll be fine."

Yeosang huffs under his breath and grabs his clothes to go shower. San and Wooyoung look at each other and giggle.

"Well, if I'm getting a tattoo, at least look up a good place for it. We can knock our dares out at the same time," Wooyoung says as he flops on the bed and hears the shower turn on.

"Trust me. I am already looking..." San is cut off by a loud moan from Yeosang in the shower.

"Guys!" He calls out. "I don't want to leave this place! This water is fucking amazing!"

"Don't hog all the hot water!" Wooyoung yells back. "I will beat you black and blue if you do!"

"No, you won't," San says without looking away from his phone. "You love his dick too much."

"So do you!" Wooyoung dives for him and they end up wrestling on the couch for a few minutes before they both concede.

It had been like this for months now. All three of them came from very well-off families that gave them their inheritance the day they turned 18. Yeosang and San, being older, waited for Wooyoung to get his and then the next summer they took off to explore the world together. The dares came quickly after they started traveling. Their first night in a new place they gave each other dares they all had to complete before they left to make their adventure more exciting.

San and Wooyoung were exploring tattoo shops in the area online when one stood out. The Pirate Haven.

"Look at the reviews! All five stars," Wooyoung says excitedly. "They must be good!"

"Let's go then," Yeosang says as he gets dressed after his shower.

As they walk up to the shop, they see a run-down building with black tinted windows. The three friends share a look and question why it is so popular when it looks like such a dump. As they walk in, they see a couple of tall men wrestling behind the counter. One has full sleeves on both arms and an eyebrow piercing while the other has a simple neck tattoo and a few facial piercings including a set of snake bites. Both are equally attractive.

"I think I know why this place has five stars," San whispers to his friends.

All Wooyoung can do is nod in agreement, his eyes instantly zeroing in on the one with the tattoo sleeves. It takes the two men another minute to notice the trio in front of them. When they do, the one with the neck tattoo lets out a yelp of surprise.

"Oh!" He exclaims. "I'm so sorry. We didn't hear you come in."

The other one gives a wide, playful smile and his ears slightly turn red in embarrassment at being caught goofing around. "Welcome in! How can we help you?"

"Well," San says hesitantly. "I'm looking to get a new piercing," San says a little shyly before jabbing a thumb at Wooyoung. "And we are picking out a tattoo for him."

The one with all of the piercings steps forward. "I'm Mingi and I will be your piercer beautiful," he states with a smug grin as he comes to a stop in front of San. San nearly falls over and Wooyoung rolls his eyes at the display.

"So fuckers, what am I getting?" Wooyoung asks sarcastically.

San and Yeosang share a look before saying at the same time, "A tree."

"A tree? A fucking tree?" Wooyoung asks. "That could take hours!" Wooyoung shouts in fear.

"Come on! It will be worth it when you're done," Yeosang smirks. "It's all part of the... challenge," he arches a brow at Wooyoung. "Right? And didn't you say you always wanted a thigh piece?"

Wooyoung growls a little and is about to snap back at his friend when the man with the sleeves clears his throat.

"I can fit you in today since I have some time. I'm Yunho."

"Wooyoung. Can I at least see some of your work?" He asks.

Yunho holds out his arms. "Here is some. I have my portfolio in my studio if this isn't enough."

"Can I look them over after my friend gets pierced?" Wooyoung asks. "I need time to plot my friends' murder," he says, annoyed. Yunho smiles in response and Wooyoung thinks he looks almost like a puppy.

"No problem," he responds. They all go back to Mingi's studio where San takes his shirt off and explains how he is getting his nipples pierced.

"You'll forgive me if I feel you up, won't you?" Mingi asks through a smirk as he prepares his equipment, never taking his eyes off of San.

"Mingi the poor kid looks terrified enough as it is. Don't scare him anymore with your predatory flirting," Yunho scolds.

San just sits in the chair absolutely petrified. Yet, there was a slight bulge in his pants that had Yeosang and Wooyoung snickering to themselves on the other side of the room.

"Do you know what kind of piercing you'd like?" Mingi asks as he pulls on some gloves and lets them snap against his wrists.

"K-kind?"

Mingi fails to hide the hungry glint in his eyes. "Do you want rings or a bar? Maybe a pretty set of diamonds that would sit similar to a navel piercing?"

"What... what would you... recommend?" San stuttered out.

"Adorable," Mingi whispers to himself. "I personally think you would look stunning with diamonds."

San feels himself grow the slightest bit harder and nods his head in agreement.

"If you want to hold someone's hand you can. My dick is also an option if you prefer," Mingi let out as a joke but pauses when he sees the blush on the boy's cheeks grow darker and his eyes glint with lust at the sight.

He snaps out of it when he feels Yunho smack the back of his head though. "Knock it off!" Yunho scolds.

"Aish! That hurt Yunnie!" Mingi whines as he shuffles away.

Yunho just rolls his eyes and turns to Wooyoung. "I'm getting bored of this. Shall we go look at my designs and I can get started on sketching your tattoo?"

Wooyoung licks his lips and nods. "Sure thing. Let's see if your hands are as skilled as you seem to believe they are."

Yunho pauses in the doorway and turns to look down on Wooyoung. "I haven't had any complaints before."

Wooyoung meets his eyes and all hints of the puppy from before are gone and then in a split second he is back to his usual self.

"Come on. My book is in my room," Yunho says as he leads Wooyoung to his studio. Wooyoung follows, all while thinking to himself 'how the hell do I flirt with a man like this?'

"I'll catch up," Yeosang shouts after him.

Yunho leads him into another private room set with his chair and counters along the wall with all the equipment he needs for his trade.

"Here," Yunho says as he pulls out a book and hands it to the younger. "Take a look."

Wooyoung starts to flip through the pages and his jaw slowly drops. They are good. They are really, really good. Wooyoung's eye catches on one specific piece. It looked like a map. It has latitude and longitude lines with ships and storms. It even has what looked to be a kraken. It's... breathtaking.

"You did this?" Wooyoung asks in awe as he looks up at Yunho.

"My best friend Hongjoong is obsessed with pirates. He told me to draw a pirate map and that was the result," Yunho responds full of pride.

"Wow," Wooyoung whispers. After seeing that, he has full confidence in Yunho as an artist.

As if to prove his point, Yunho already has a sketch pad out. "What's your favorite type of tree?"

Wooyoung tilts his head to the side. "Cherry blossoms," he says just above a whisper. "When they are in full bloom and the leaves dance in the air."

"So, you're a romantic," Yunho chuckles, sketching away furiously.

"What the hell does that mean?" Wooyoung asks almost as if he was offended.

Yunho laughs. "It's not a bad thing. I think it's sweet that some people are still into giving flowers, holding doors and vanilla sex with rose petals and shit."

"Vanilla sex? Really?" Wooyoung scoffs.

Yunho stares at him with an amused smirk. "Out of everything I said, you get offended over the vanilla sex part? You sound like a pillow princess."

Wooyoung gapes at him. "Pillow princess? I will have you know..." he is interrupted by Yeosang clearing his throat as he walks in and gives him a glare as if to say, 'you're not flirting.'

Wooyoung scrunches his nose and huffs a little. He leans forward towards Yunho. "I bet you'd like having a little pillow princess, yeah? You seem like just the type who likes to spoil your... lover," he ends with a purr.

Yunho doesn't lift his head, but his eyes flick up to look at Wooyoung. "Oh? Is that right?"

"Sure," Wooyoung slides a little closer. "You're tall," he traces a finger down Yunho's arm. "Well built. You remind me of a sweet, doting dog that would do anything for their master."

Yunho doesn't meet his eyes, but he lets out a snort. "Baby, I don't answer to a master. I am the master."

Wooyoung freezes for a moment in shock. This is not going to be easy. At that moment he hears San let out a lewd moan.

"MINGI! I swear if you are fucking in the shop again, I will tattoo your dick in your sleep you bitch!" Yunho yells across the shop, still not looking up from his sketch pad where he has surprisingly almost finished his sketch of the cherry blossom tree.

Yeosang snorts from where he's leaning in the door frame. "You better get your idea ready."

Yunho sighs heavily through his nose and grits his teeth. "I'm going to kill him."

"What, you don't like fucking your clients?" Wooyoung starts to trace his arm again.

Now Yunho finally looks at him, narrowed eyes burning. "Listen here Princess, if you want me to give you a good tattoo, I'd suggest you stop playing your little game, take your pants off, and get on the chair."

Wooyoung feels something he has never felt before as he hurriedly fumbles with his belt and peels his jeans off in record time before climbing on the chair as he was instructed.

"I'm taking that as my cue to leave," Yeosang says as he leaves. How dare he leave Wooyoung with this man?

Yunho rolls his chair over to Wooyoung. "We have wasted enough time and I might need to finish this tomorrow because of it."

Yunho then places his hand on Wooyoung's thigh. "Is this where you want it?" He asks and Wooyoung almost forgets to respond when he notices how big and beautiful his hands are. How was he supposed to survive two days of this?

"Yeah, covering my thigh," Wooyoung gulps as he admires Yunho's hand.

The tattoo artist nods and starts transferring the sketch to Wooyoung's leg without showing him the artwork.

"You better get comfortable. We are going to be here for a while," Yunho says.

Wooyoung pouts a little. "Don't I get to see the sketch first?"

Yunho smirks. "Nope. You're just going to have to trust me."

Wooyoung gulps once more as Yunho pulls the leg of his briefs higher up to his hip to show off more skin to place the outline of the tattoo, causing his already tight briefs to hug his dick tighter.

As if reading his mind, Yunho looks up at him. "Don't worry Princess. I'm not too worried about your dick at this present time."

Wooyoung chokes on air. This present time? Meaning he might be interested later?

"You know, for someone who got on to me for flirting, you seem to enjoy getting me flustered," Wooyoung states.

Yunho stands and leans over him, placing his hand next to Wooyoung's head on the chair. "Make no mistake Princess, you can flirt all you want. Just don't be mad at me if I gag you to keep myself from messing up your tattoo. So, you might want to keep that pretty mouth shut."

Heat rockets through Wooyoung's body and he snaps his mouth shut. He can feel himself straining in his briefs even more and he wiggles in place a little to try and hide it. Yunho just chuckles deeply.

"Maybe I was wrong. Maybe you are a little more than a pillow princess."

"And maybe you're a little more than just an obedient puppy," Wooyoung responds.

Wooyoung lays back as Yunho snaps his black gloves into place and pours the ink into a little cap. He then opens a new needle to insert into the tattoo gun and tests it a little to make sure it's working right.

"What are you like in bed anyway?" Wooyoung asks suddenly.

"Too much for someone like you to handle, I can promise you that," Yunho states as he gets into position to start tattooing.

"Someone like me?"

Wooyoung can briefly feel his breath blow over his dick as Yunho answers him. "Someone who bites off more than they can chew so they don't look like a scared little pillow princess."

"I'm not scared. I think you're underestimating me." Wooyoung smirks. "I can be pretty freaky when I-" he suddenly hisses in pain as Yunho starts to ink his skin.

"Hold sill," the artist orders as he runs the gun back and forth over Wooyoung's thigh. "And for your information, I don't think I am."

"Oh?" Wooyoung says, doing his best to try and get comfortable.

"Nope." Yunho pops the 'p.' "I think you like to act tough and confident and cocky, but really you are a small, pathetic little sub who likes to give up complete control. Also known as, a pillow princess."

Wooyoung jolts to sit up and defend himself when Yunho slams a hand to his neck and shove him back down to the chair.

"Listen here you little shit. You may be pretty and seductive but you're paying me to ink your leg up. So, if you jerk like that again and mess me up, you will be leaving before I finish the rest. Got it?" Yunho growls out, staring deeply into his eyes.

Wooyoung suddenly gets an idea and smirks. "Little do you know, I'm into choking."

Yunho squeezes a little tighter and cocks his head to the side. "Little do you know, this isn't my version of choking," he whispers.

Yunho pulls back and sits back down to continue tattooing where he left off. Wooyoung gulps audibly. Yunho is so fucking hot and he's having a hard time controlling himself. He obeys the man's order though and lets him work in silence.

For the longest time, all that can be heard is the buzzing of Yunho's tattoo gun and the occasional hiss from Wooyoung when the needle hits a sensitive area. San comes to join them eventually, nipples sparkling prettily with his new piercings and his lips looking red and swollen.

"Damn! You look like you got dicked good!" Wooyoung says loudly to which Yunho finally looks up from his work.

"Mingi!" Yunho calls. The tall man comes shuffling into the room with a shy smirk. Wooyoung is shocked this is the same man who was talking about his dick earlier that afternoon.

"Yes, Daddy?" Mingi asks in a joking voice causing Wooyoung to choke on air.

"I swear you have until tomorrow morning to disinfect this entire building or I am tattooing 'STD' on your dick so you never get laid again. Stop fucking the clients in the shop!" Yunho snaps and Wooyoung suddenly has the urge to lick the vein bulging in his neck very badly.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Mingi waves him off and leaves the room, but not before winking at San.

"Fucking asshole," Yunho growls before returning to his work.

"So, I guess you don't sleep with your clients then?" Wooyoung asks in a sultry tone.

"I don't fuck my clients in my space of work," Yunho says. "Now, keep quiet."

"Where do you fuck your clients then?" Wooyoung tries but gets nothing in return. "Come on, Daddy," Wooyoung whispers.

Yunho inhales very deeply and meets Wooyoung's eyes. "I fuck them anywhere but here. Unlike Mingi, I prefer a bed."

Wooyoung laughs. "Who is vanilla now?"

"San," Yunho stops to call to him. "Go grab him some water please. We are taking a break."

As soon as San leaves, Yunho grabs Wooyoung's semi hard dick without breaking eye contact. "I can put you in any position I want in a bed. I can throw you around a bed. I can even tie you down to a bed. Just because I'm not into rushed sex in my place of work doesn't mean I'm vanilla," Yunho whispers.

Wooyoung makes a sound between a whimper and a moan as his dick grows harder in Yunho's hand. It takes all of his inner strength to not explode right there.

"You are trying my patience, Princess." Yunho's voice drops, deep and dangerous. "I don't know what kind of game you think this is, but I take my work very seriously. If you are going to keep trying to distract me, then get out."

He finally releases Wooyoung and storms out of the room, leaving Wooyoung laying on the chair with wide eyes and his chest heaving from adrenaline.

San walks back in with his eyebrows scrunched in confusion with Wooyoung's bottle of water in his hands. "Why did he look pissed?" He asks as he hands over the bottle.

"I don't think I can finish this dare, Sannie. This was a bad idea..." Wooyoung says, his voice trembling a little.

"Well, it looks too good to stop now. What if I convince Yeosang to lower the flirting to maybe some light banter?" San suggests when he notices how uncomfortable Wooyoung is. Wooyoung stays quiet.

"What's wrong?" San asks.

Wooyoung groans. "He's so fucking hot, but he lowkey scares me a bit, too. There's an animal caged inside of him and I haven't decided if I want to see it or not yet."

San laughs loudly. "Well, that is a surprise coming from Mr. Adventurous."

Wooyoung shivers as he remembers Yunho's subtle, or maybe not so subtle, threat to tie him up. His dick pulses in his briefs and he can't help but groan a little. "Fuck..."

Yunho walks back in seeming to have calmed down significantly. "Are you ready to start again?" He asks. Wooyoung nods his head, not meeting Yunho's eyes.

Yunho wheels his chair to the other side of Wooyoung so he is behind him. He rests his arm across Wooyoung's ass and waist to resume tattooing and Wooyoung briefly hears him mutter something about his ass when the buzzing starts again.

"I'm sorry," Wooyoung says.

The buzzing stops as Yunho pauses. "I didn't mean to scare you, but I need you to understand that I take my work seriously. You can flirt when I'm not permanently marking your skin, okay?"

Wooyoung tries to hide a little smirk. "I think I can handle that... and more."

Yunho sucks in a breath but ignores the comment to continue his work. Time seems to fly by and Wooyoung feels the pain less and less as Yunho works on his skin. The artist had been right though when he said they wouldn't be finished by the time the shop closed.

"I have some time tomorrow to finish you. Can you come back?" Yunho asks while packing away his things.

"Yeah, I will be back for sure. Now we are off to watch Yeosang complete his dare," Wooyoung answers as he adjusts his briefs. He holds his jeans in his hands since he can't wear them without irritating the new ink.

"You mean like your dare to flirt with me?" Yunho asks with a smirk making Wooyoung freeze.

"How?"

"When I walked out earlier, apparently your little friend San revealed to Mingi the game you guys like to play where you give each other dares in new places. Mingi told me everything," Yunho says as he slowly stalks toward Wooyoung who is still sitting in the tattoo chair.

"Um- well- you see I-" Wooyoung stutters, suddenly feeling very small under Yunho's gaze.

"So, this really was just a game for you?" Yunho reaches the chair and leans over him.

"N-no-"

"Do you enjoy playing with people's feelings? Toying with them?"

"That's not what I was doing!" Wooyoung defends himself. "I mean, yes, it was a dare but... I wantedto flirt with you. I wanted to see what I could do to get you to snap."

"You want me to snap?" Yunho leans over Wooyoung to get closer. "Princess, you couldn't even handle me grabbing your dick earlier. What makes you think you can handle me when I snap?"

Wooyoung gulps loudly causing Yunho to smirk. Wooyoung leans up to kiss him, but instead Yunho lowers his mouth to his ear.

"Daddy doesn't like it when bratty princesses play with him."

Wooyoung feels his gut flip at the words and he even surprises himself at the words he speaks next.

"Maybe Daddy needs to teach this brat a lesson," he whispers. He then reaches up to grab the back of Yunho's neck and close the distance between them.

Their lips slam together in a hungry, greedy kiss. Wooyoung tries to fight for dominance, but Yunho bashes that goal the second he slams his hand next to Wooyoung's head and forces him back against the chair.

Wooyoung's mind blanks as Yunho pushes him further back into the chair and slips the tip of his tongue into Wooyoung's mouth. It's then that Wooyoung notices a small metal ball and realizes what it is. Yunho pulls back and tilts Wooyoung's head back by his hair to run his tongue up the column of his throat and places a final kiss to his lips.

"You have a tongue piercing?" Wooyoung gasps out.

"It's not the only piercing I have that can go inside of you either," Yunho reveals as he backs away from Wooyoung to walk out of the room.

"Oh fuck. Oh fuck, oh fuck," Wooyoung whispers, clutching at where his heart feels like it's going to hammer out of his chest.

It takes him a few minutes to collect himself before he can walk out to meet his friends.

"I say we go get some dinner and drinks," San says playing with his shirt where it rubs against his freshly pierced nipples. "I think Sangie is going to need some liquid courage for this dare."

Wooyoung looks at him and tries to pretend nothing happened and if San notices, he doesn't say anything.

"I invited Mingi to join us for the dare, too," San says.

"Yeah, speaking of, why did you tell him about the dares? Yunho confronted me about it because Mingi told him," Wooyoung pouts at him.

"Well, Mingi asked why I suddenly decided to get my nipples pierced if I didn't like needles, so I told him. I didn't think he would say anything to Yunho, though," San explains.

"Why did you invite him tonight?" Yeosang asks, shaking his head rapidly. "You and your big, stupid mouth!"

"Like San could really keep all of that a secret with how well I'm sure Mingi fucked him." Wooyoung rolls his eyes. "No one has ever known about the dares before."

"They better not call the cops tonight." Yeosang hugs his own stomach and groans. "I hate you both. I hope you know that."

The trio waits in the lobby for Mingi to finish cleaning his studio. When he finally walks out, Yunho is trailing behind him.

"I hope it's okay I invited Yunho to join us."

Wooyoung locks eyes with Yunho who is already looking at him and watches as he presses his tongue into his cheek.

"I need a fucking drink," Wooyoung mumbles.

San leans over to whisper in his ear. "And some shorts buddy."

"I will kill you," Wooyoung hisses at him. San just giggles and slinks away to hide on the other side of Yeosang.

"Shall we go, then?" Yeosang asks, displeasure written all over his face.

"Thanks for inviting us," Mingi says. "We know a great local pub that has amazing food."

"Do they have tequila?" Wooyoung asks.

"Obviously," Mingi snorts.

"I'm going to run to the hotel and grab some shorts first, then I will meet you guys there," Wooyoung says.

"I will come with you," Yunho says.

"That's really not necessary," Wooyoung tries.

"You don't know where we are going and since I'm a local, I can keep you from getting lost. I'm coming with you."

Wooyoung shuts his mouth. He doesn't have the energy to fight and something tells him he will lose regardless. The friends all exchange a look then slip out of the shop without another word. Wooyoung clenches his jaw and begs himself to keep his cool as he marches out behind his friends so the owners can lock up.

"What hotel are you staying at?" Yunho asks as he catches up to Wooyoung easily with his long legs.

"Aurora's Light."

Yunho whistles. "Damn. That's a fancy place," he says impressed.

"Yeah, well, rich parents," Wooyoung mumbles.

Yunho laughs. "You really are a princess."

Wooyoung stops and turns to face Yunho. "I am not a princess! If I was, I would be in your pants already, you asshole."

Yunho steps up so they are chest to chest causing Wooyoung to crane his head back to see him. "If I was an asshole, I would have already painted your ass black for mouthing off at me while I was tattooing you."

Wooyoung can't help but shudder. He huffs and starts walking away. Which is odd for him. He's normally up for a challenge like this. He even welcomes them, but there is something about Yunho that throws him off his guard in so many ways. He hates it. So much. To make matters worse, Yunho seems to know it too.