Alley Cat

11: Sexual Tension 🚿

Yoongi's hair is wet and dripping when Hoseok steps into the shower, the dark gray strands contrasting his marble-white skin. To Hoseok's surprise, Yoongi turns fully around and Hoseok gets another panicked moment where he really wants to look down and really doesn't want to look down at the same time. Instead, he freezes, eyes not moving from where they had landed on the hybrid's nose. Hoseok had kept them both covered while they showered making Hoseok's head spin.  "Hosoek? Hoseok?" He finally snaps out of it when he hears Yoongi's voice Who appears to be handing him a bottle. "What?" Hoseok says stupidly. "You zoned out, I was asking you to wash my hair for me, I prefer when you do it." Grabbing Hoseok's hand and putting the bottle in his hand waiting patiently. He looks at the shampoo bottle and then just like he had been doing for days now, pours out a large glob and goes to work on washing Yoongi's thick strands. It's like nothing had changed as if they had always had this routine. 

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Yoongi pushes his head into Hoseok's strong hands and when he hits certain spots the hybrid makes cute little noises. But then the familiarity is gone when Yoongi gets up and rinses his own hair in front once again facing Hoseok. This time against his better judgment, he sneaks a peak since the hybrid's eyes are closed as the shampoo and water wash over his hair and face falling over his shoulders and down along his body. Hoseok had noticed during other showers that while Yoongi appeared old enough to have clearly been through puberty. His voice was certainly deep enough. He didn't have much hair to him besides his head and tail. When he sneaks a peak down he sees a clean smooth chest with cute pink nipples, and a tummy he feels the strange urge to pet, looking flat and tickleable. He notices that Yoongi has no happy trail, has a human cock and a full look reveals that he is indeed fully smooth everywhere, looking freshly shaved. Hoseok is sure he didn't do that here and especially not out on the streets so he must be naturally bare. Another weird aspect of his genetic breeding no doubt. Other than that he's fully human. Hoseok notes in his head looking at his pink tipped human cock. Altogether, Yoongi's beautiful, and had he been human and met the teen in some other setting he would have asked him for a date, likely stumbling over his own words and making a fool of himself in the process. As Yoongi finishes his hair, Hoseok grabs for the shampoo and begins his own hair, pretending his thoughts weren't all over the place. He hadn't thought about it, but if Yoongi was going to stay with him, what were they now to each other, friends? roommates? Was the hybrid going to become his pet?

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Would he want Yoongi to be his pet and if so, would he take care of him in the sexual way hybrid pets often needed? If he wanted to keep him safe, getting him officially registered would be the best way to go, but would Yoongi want that? Would Yoongi even want to be his pet? He seemed almost like a pet, Hoseok had fed and bathed him, but the hybrid is way too smart to be called that, way too human to feel like a simple creature that gets cared for just for companionship in return. Yoongi may still be a stranger, but he's as close to a friend as Hoseok has ever had. Which he thinks sounds pitiful for himself, but he feels like Yoongi treats him better than others. He's not fake and pretending to like Hoseok he's just Yoongi. They switch spots and Hoseok rinses his hair while Yoongi starts to wash himself. Unlike the hybrid, Hoseok doesn't have to close his eyes for long, his short hair takes only a moment to rinse, leaving him to watch as Yoongi runs soapy hands all over his body. He's not doing it sensually or even slowly, just washing himself like anyone would while trying to get clean. But Hoseok is entranced, watching him spread bubbles up and down his arms, across his small chest, and down along his belly. When he washes his cock, Hoseok feels the primal part of his brain turn on as he stares right at Yoongi's hand as he heavily pets across his thigh and down to under his balls before coming back up and taking his penis fully in hand. He smooths his fingers across the shaft, fisting it almost as if to masturbate, then swirling his thumb around the head and under the glands. He finishes by twisting his hand back and forth across the base, moving his way to the head, the slick sound of his hand on cock making a shiver go down Hoseok's spine despite the hot water at his back.

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Switching spots again, Hoseok washes himself slowly and lets Yoongi finish rinsing, watching as the hybrid gets out before him. The shower suddenly feels large and he listens for Yoongi to get dressed and leave the room. He'll need to be quiet for this to work. He's already started to soap himself up, mimicking what the hybrid had been doing, firmly washing his balls, and coming up to grip his shaft, which has plumped up as the fire in his groin built with anticipation. By the time Yoongi's lights footsteps can be heard leaving, he's standing there hard, gripping the base, and twisting from side to side. He's never done that to himself, but he finds that he likes it, his dick letting him know by spurting out a dollop of precum. He continues up the shaft and grips himself while circling his thumb around the head. He doesn't realize how hot he feels until he opens his mouth to breathe, panting as his cock throbs. Hoseok knows he won't last long, and feels himself ready to burst as he thinks back to the way Yoongi looked as he washed himself. His hand begins to fly over himself and he struggles not to moan as he imagines Yoongi's hand on his length, fisting it just the way he likes it. Hoseok grits his teeth as his orgasm washes over him, his hand continuing to work through it until he's left with legs that feel like gelatin.

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It's been close to two years since he's gotten off and while it was satisfying, he can't help but feel ashamed that he thought of his new friend that way so quickly. He finishes washing fast and dries off. Doing his best to act natural, even if he feels anything, but his heart races as he worries that if Yoongi found out he would leave, like how he ran away from his owner. Hoseok figures it's just a one-time thing, something that he needed to get out of his system, and he'll be fine to shower with the hybrid again next time. No need to worry, he won't think of his new friend like that, ever again. Yoongi is already lying peacefully in bed when Hoseok gets in. At first, he thinks about not cuddling with him, but the hybrid would be able to read that something was wrong if he suddenly did that. So against his better judgment, he lays in bed and brings Yoongi's back to his chest and overthinks everything about the hybrid living here with him until he falls into an uneasy sleep.