omega | yoonseok

chapter 16

WARNING
EXTREME MATURE CONTENT

the room was quiet apart from hoseoks whimpers, his head flung back as yoongi was knelt between his legs, tongue swirling around his heat.

he was laid out on their bed, underwear stripped from between his legs, his skirt pushed up in the hurried movements made by yoongi himself. he couldn't wait to taste his omega, wanting the dripping sweetness spread over his tongue.

that's exactly what yoongi did, pressing his tongue flatly to his whole soaking core, the sweet taste flooding his insides.

hoseok squeals and arches his back off of the bed when yoongi pushes his tongue forward and slowly licks  up to his needy clit. he barely manages to clasp a hand over his own mouth before he makes any more noise, a loud whimper escaping his lips.

hoseok squirms and whines more into his pillow with each flick of yoongi's relentless tongue against his clit. he can't help keep still, having to move his hips and try to squeeze his thighs shut because yoongi was making him feel so so so so good.

"o-oh ," hoseok whimpers, thighs quivering harshly when yoongi pulls away to spit on him, and he hides his face to conceal his red cheeks.

by the quiet slurping and moaning, hoseok can tell that yoongi is definitely enjoying bringing him to his weakest points.

his hands haven't even been used to touch him once, only to hold his legs open while he let his lips and tongue do the work. yoongi softly moans against him when he feeling hoseok throb under the pressure of his tongue, spurring him on.

"it's so good," he whispers before placing an open mouthed kiss to the his inner thigh, the sweet slick clouding his mind. yoongi can't help but look up and watch his beautiful peach fall apart. with his head smothered between hoseok's thighs , he can easily glance up and watch the way his chest heaves and his head moves from side to side.

he sucks on his clit again.

"ngh mh ah ," hoseok cries off into a desperate whimper when yoongi decides to slide his tongue into inside. his tongue only makes hoseok dizzy with pleasure. he gasps, tangling a hand into yoongi's locks to keep him in between, almost as if he's afraid the heat of the moment will slip away.

"m' good. 's so good."

yoongi growls with satisfaction. knowing that he's making his omega feel so good, that he's pleasing him. it makes his dick twitch. he wants to let him relax and cum like this. the intimacy in the air is so thick to let go, so he's going to hold on for just a little longer.

hoseok attempts to close his legs again, but of course, that doesn't work at all. the alphas grip is so tight, hard enough to leave imprints, maybe even faint bruises, in his skin- that fact makes the omega preen and  throb inside.

yoongi's tongue begins to swirl and wriggle inside of him, laps up every bit of his sweetness and caresses his walls so gently. when  yoongi finally tongue slides out and circles hoseok's clit, the omega shudders, whining loudly.

"oh, m' so close," hoseok huffs. his feet curl and his eyebrows knit together tightly. the need to release his sounds into the room, more builds up. "im- oh god , fuck- gonna cum."

yoongi moves his tongue with more vigor and pressure- he's just waiting patiently, needing to hear those cute whines and pleas from his omegas mouth. the band finally snaps, hoseok letting out a silent scream as he drips over yoongi's mouth and chin, back arching so beautifully off the sheets, yoongi pumping his tongue in and out of him, lapping up the sweet sweet taste.

yoongi quickly reached up, pressing heated kisses to the boys open mouth, hoseok whining, bringing the alpha closer to him. he felt vulnerable, and the rich scent of his alpha was exactly what he needed.

"you did so well baby."

"i did?" the peach pouted, yoongi chuckling and running his hands through his hair, smiling down at the glittering boy. he nodded, lips pressing against his forehead.

"you always do."

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