Hoxton x Wolf [Oneshots]

Tease🔥

Summary: Hoxton teases Wolf

Third Person POV

Wolf had been constantly teasingly flirting with Hoxton, the latter of which growing frustrated with how much his boyfriend could fluster him. Not to mention in front of other people.

And so, the British man had devised a plan over the span of a few days to get back at Wolf.

It was a seemingly normal day for the gang, and a rather relaxed one at that, as they didn't have any heists for now.

Hoxton, a devious glints in his eyes, had made sure Wolf was hanging out and just causally talking to a few of their other gangmates, before he quietly snuck upstairs into his bedroom.

He was ready to set his plan in motion.

Wolf had been talking with Jacket and Jimmy, leaning against the countertop whilst talking with them, with an almost smug and cocky smile on his face. He looked relaxed and at ease, not noticing how Hoxton had suddenly left and gone upstairs for reasons he did not know about, yet.

Once Hoxton had entered his bedroom, one of his hands quickly went to unbutton his shirt as the other began to pull out his phone from his pants pocket. He then shortly removed his trousers.

Opening the camera on his phone, he crawled atop of his bed, facing the full body mirror he had in his room.

The Brit laid on his stomach, propping his upper half up with his elbows, arching his back a bit as he gazed over his shoulder at the camera. Soon after he had found perfect lighting and positioning, he snapped a photo of himself in that suggestive pose, sending it to his lover.

Wolf's phone had suddenly buzzed in his pocket. He raised his eyebrows, before he pulled it out, his heart skipping a beat at the sight of the name showing on the screen, a smirk immediately making its way to his face.

The Swede then opened the phone, and his eyes widened at the image his boyfriend had sent.

"Oh, you little..." he muttered under his breath, his eyes scanning over the image.

Meanwhile, upstairs, Hoxton was smirking a bit. He had seen that his photo had gotten received and viewed, and he hoped that he had managed to somewhat fluster Wolf, even if it was a bit. He just wanted to get back at his boyfriend for all those times he had been embarrassed by a flirty comment from the Swedish man.

Downstairs, after seeing the photo, Wolf's face had gone a deep red. He could practically feel a possessive and protective jealousy rising up in him, along with his mind suddenly being filled with lewd thoughts, much to his annoyance.

He then let out a deep breath as he slowly tried to calm himself down, before he quickly began to type a message in response, while also looking over at Chains, who had noticed his reaction and was looking at him curiously.

The message read: 'You little tease. I'll be up in a few minutes. You better be ready.'

Wolf then hit send, before he put his phone back in his pocket as one of his hands clenched into a slight, subtle fist, unable to ignore how possessively jealous he felt at the thought of someone else seeing that picture, and also unable to ignore the thoughts going through his mind.

Hoxton was just preparing for his partner's response, just dolling himself up a bit with a pair of white thigh-highs and fixing his hair a bit.

However, as he heard his phone buzz, he stopped his movements as he quickly picked up his phone, smirking as he read the message.