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Jung Hoseok comes back home to Korea with his girlfriend, Amy, after spending 3 years in America. After visiting an ancient sight open to the public, where Amy wanted to learn more of her Korean heritage, Hoseok discovers a more hands...
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Warning⚠️: Mature Content ahead- Somewhat Graphic Sexual Content
It was exciting, new, seeing this side of Yoongi so desperate for him. How could he not feel the same way?
And Yoongi, wanting nothing more than to pull him closer-- if he even could get closer, because their dicks were touching, the fabric of their robes the only separation at this point-- but the fear in the back of his mind still told him otherwise.
Hoseok began loosening his robes, trailing fingertips up to find the ties, while their lips were still connected and eyes fluttered shut-- getting too caught up and forgetting Yoongi's apprehensiveness with intimacy.
"Ah! A-wait~" Yoongi croaked out, embarrassingly loud. But Hoseok was not concerned with that.
"I'm sorry ...sorry," Hoseok all but moaned out in his daze. "Do you want to do it yourself? Or... We could.."
Yoongi shook his head. "No, I just want to go slow. I began fast, but... I want to go slow. Ease into things. Savor every moment. Every moment with you. " he met Hoseok's eyes, giving his nose a gentle brush with his own.
Hoseok nodded, bringing his lips back to Yoongi's. He eased him down on the bed, slowly crept on top, legs on either side of Yoongi for now, and brought a hand up to graze his cheek while he kissed him slowly. Slowly, as he wanted. And Hoseok wouldn't have it any other way, really. Not with Yoongi. Not his first time. No doubt on earth Hoseok knew this was Yoongi's first time. The thought made him smile.
"Oh... Yoongi~" He said playfully, causing Yoongi to halt.
"Y- yeah?" He sounded out a breath, equivalent to sprinting a marathon.
Hoseok just giggled to himself, engulfing Yoongi's lips and leaving small pecks. He shifted his hand to rest his thumb on his cheek, other fingers gripping his jaw, and kissed him harder, nibbling on his lip just a bit as he moved his hands down to his neck, rubbing the soft skin affectionately.
Hoseok drew his lips away, letting them graze down along his neck, and pulled him closer. Yoongi was more than okay with this-- Hoseok showing him everything he didn't really know how, everything he felt he lacked in experience. Hoseok planted a firm kiss against the pulse of Yoongi's neck and quick open-mouthed ones going up to his jaw, earning a small withdrawn moan from Yoongi from the overwhelmingly tender touch that he hadn't received from anyone else before him. His hands slid down to stop at the ties of Yoongi's robe once again. He could tell he was holding back.
