"Mmm," Yohan hums softly when Hayun's hand begins to move. Power feels good. He can imagine how it feels for someone a very normal as Hayun to be able to have this kind of control over someone like Yohan. Could it be the way people who tame lions used to feel? Dark lashes flutter and another soft sigh slips from his lips.

"Please," Yohan repeats with a lopsided grin. "My precious boy, always so polite," he sighs happily. It's refreshing, given how most of the people in Yohan's life behave. Sarcastic, crass, violent at worst. And then there's Hayun. Respectful, polite, humble. So damn refreshing.

He looks between them, pointedly at Hayun's hand. "I'm going to need you to let go of that."