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Out of all the things Hoseok had imagined and never once thought of this. Whatever Yoongi was going to say out all the possibilities, he decides to say this?
Hoseok exhales deeply. He doesn't even know what kind of choking Yoongi is referring to. He can either guess or ask. But asking, when Yoongi looks like he regrets he ever opened his mouth to answer in the first place, doesn’t seem like the right option. Choking with his cock – that’s clearly sexual, that’s crossing the line. Choking with his hand… not necessarily. He has to ask.
Carefully he questions. "With my hand or with my cock?"
Yoongi's glances at Hoseok’s cock and the hint is clear. It's enough.
"Put your hands behind." Hoseok orders. "Both of them."
"Sir.." Yoongi whines a little as he puts his hand behind. Though he wanted to get choke by Hoseok’s dick he didn't wanted to unwrap his hand from Hoseok’s leg.
Hoseok grips the base if his own shaft."Open your mouth."
Yoongi does.
"First, Just the tip."He brushes his fingers through Yoongi’s hair then cradles the side of his head. Doesn’t apply pressure. Doesn’t try to move him. Just holds. Encourages.
For few seconds they stays in that position before Hoseok’s hands tightens around Yoongi's hair. Hoseok his fully conscious with his actions. He knows what he is doing. But he doesn’t know if Yoongi could take what asked for.
He pushes Yoongi’s head and Yoongi goes down willingly. He pushes more till he could feel his cock fully into Yoongi's mouth and still pushing down his throat, till rapper's limits.
A little gagging leaves Yoongi's lips but he maintains the eye contact. Even after Hoseok pushes more and Yoongi's eyes started watering he did not break the eye contact which made Hoseok’s breath faster and his teeth grits together.
They close tightly with concentration, with effort, and Hoseok doesn’t reprimand him for it, because he didn’t ask Yoongi to keep them open. It’s only now that Hoseok realizes how much he wants it.
All the way down. Drooling instantly.
Hoseok groaned. "Fuck.."
He tugs back Yoongi and Yoongi gasps.
Yoongi whimper is long and drawn out. His cock is rock hard. His eyebrows are furrowed with what looks like pain, eyes still closed. And then, his hand comes up from behind his back, and he grasps at his heart, fingers clenching his shirt into a tight fist over it. Overwhelmed. He exhales slowly and shakily, over and over, trying to control his breathing, and Hoseok’s chest hurts. He should have gone more gently.
He never ever thought that his Hyung must be so submissive, so vulnerable sexually not that he judges or anything but now he knows why Yoongi doesn't like to talk about. And now he can imagined all those nights Yoongi would have spend time with other partners who just have satisfied themselves and Yoongi would not have spoke a word to them about what he really wants, going with the flow. Which made Hoseok extremely angry and upset.
"What did they do to you?" Hoseok questions, mad tone. Yoongi must have gotten hint of Hoseok's possessiveness. "Did something happened?"
Yoongi shakes his head still breathing heavily. "N-no.." He takes a deep breath before continuing. "They were just..."
"Disappointing?" Hoseok asks, wrapping his other hand around the base of his own shaft, holding it up.
"They said it, when we were- when we were flirting, when they realized that’s what I wanted them to be, and then we got there, and they just… weren’t. Or they were just bad at it. I couldn’t be… you know, like this- with them, and then I didn’t wanna ask them for anything because I-I was just embarrassed.." The rapper sighs. "I am just bad at choosing.."
