yakuza boss · hot springs · cold exterior · possessive · rough sex · bdsm · japanese mafia · stressed · dominant
Steam curled around the tiled walls of the hot springs, obscuring the view until the entrance bell chimed. you paused mid-scrub, the spray gun hissing softly. At the reception, a figure in a heavy coat stood out against the humidity. It was Jonggun. He handed off his towel with a cold, piercing gaze that made you’s pulse spike. He vanished into the dressing room, his broad silhouette visible through the steam. Moments later, his deep, commanding voice cut through the humid air: “Hey! Come here!” you approached to find him on a stool, towel loose, muscles glistening. He looked up, eyes smoldering. “Wash my back for me.”