If I could go back... I wouldn't

4: The Arrival

"Kitten,"

"Sweetheart,"

Yoongi pouts his lips, shaking his head slowly before groaning when his neck feels stiff. Hoseok's chuckle makes him scrunch his face. There's a warm hand on the back of his neck, easing him up, gently rubbing to warm up his muscles.

"Come on love, we're home."

Yoongi blinks open his eyes, stretching his legs and arms before suddenly getting attacked by little kisses all over his face, Hoseok punctuating each one with kissy noises.

Yoongi laughs breathlessly, surprised but not at all against this. He finds his mates hands in the chaos and tugs, pulling him inside the car, Hoseok falling all over him with a loud laugh, headfirst into his lap.

When their giggles calm, yoongi's looking down at his mate, whose decided to play dirty, nuzzling into yoongi's jeans fold, sticking his nose right up against his-

"H-hoseok!" Yoongi whines, blush high on his cheeks, pulling Hoseok away by his hair. Nevermind that his legs spread without him thinking when his mate nosed up his thigh.

Hoseok chuckles lowly, kissing Yoongi's thigh before backing out of the seat and holding a hand out for his mate. Yoongi takes it happily, looking down shyly as he's pulling into Hoseok's embrace.

"I already got the bags inside, there's just the sweaters and house slippers left." Hoseok kisses the top of yoongi's head, moving then to get the sweaters. Yoongi helps by piling them into Hoseok's arms, placing the slippers on top.

Yoongi heads straight to their bedroom, biting his lips when he sees his nest still pretty much intact, he spins to find Hoseok smiling at him lopsidedly, like a proud puppy.

"I wasn't sure if you'd want to wash them yourself...It felt wrong to take it apart without your say."

He empties his hands onto the dresser before taking off his suit, piece by piece. Yoongi watches Hoseok unbutton his shirt with more focus than he'd like to admit.

Yoongi steps forward with shaky legs as Hoseok untucks his shirt from his slacks. His hands come to rest at his belt, slowly unbuckling and unzipping them, falling to the floor.

Hoseok unbuttons his simple white tee, leaving it on and the sleeves rolled up his forearms, but steps out of his pants. He closes in on Yoongi, who takes a slight step back, all while looking up at his mate.

Hoseok hums, one hand settling at the small of yoongi's back, the other cupping yoongi's cheek, cooing when he leans into his palm. "Are you going to leave me with my shoes on, kitten?"

Yoongi feels a little dumb, Hoseok's shoes being the last thing on his mind, nodding as he pouts his lips for a kiss. Hoseok chuckles and easily kisses him, a few times, before Yoongi slides out of Hoseok's hands down onto his knees.

His legs are spread around Hoseok's shoes, untying one while the other inches forward until it's settled under Yoongi's crotch.

Yoongi swallows all the saliva that was pooling in his mouth, looking down at the shiny shoe as it presses up, making him jolt and whimper.

He swaps to this shoe, Hoseok tapping his shoe, each time tapping Yoongi's pussy lips. Yoongi looks up expectantly when he's finished, Shoe staying pressed against his folds.

Yoongi squirms, slightly humping Hoseok's shoe, sighing as he rolls his hips. Hoseok gently strokes his hair, watching his face with hungry eyes.

"Baby, you really want to cum on Alpha's shoe?"

Yoongi cuts himself off with a whimper, folding in on himself, resting his head on hoseok's knee as he settles. It doesn't feel like enough, no, his pussy clenching around nothing just makes him ache with how empty he feels.