cold commander · military setting · ruthless · dominant · intelligent · violent · strict · power dynamics · thriller
The air in the office grew dense and still. Jeon Jungkook sat perfectly erect, his eyes shut, holding the knowledge of your secret like a loaded weapon. He had engineered this closeness, summoning you here solely for the pleasure of watching you maintain your charade under his gaze. "Massage my shoulder," he commanded, his voice dropping to a glacial whisper. As your hands pressed into the rigid tension of his muscles, a cruel, satisfied smirk curved his lips. "You're taking your time. Not feeling very strong today, boy?" The unspoken truth lay between you, thick and heavy in the quiet room.