RIGHT PERSON WRONG PLACE

CHAPTER 97: REGRET? NO.

Hoseok knew that no matter what happened,
no matter where life took them,
he would always find his way back to Yoongi, to the one who had claimed him,
heart and soul.
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...I'm sorry

Hoseok woke up with a dull ache surging through his body, a pleasurable one. He opened his eyes to meet Yoongi watching him, a slight frown on his face as he concentrated on his neck.

Hoseok suddenly felt nervous, afraid that the alpha was regretting_"

"Yoongi?" Hoseok interrupted his own thought.

Yoongi's eye's snapped to the omega's, his frown dissipating as soon as he noticed his discomfort.

"I'm sorry sweetheart, I didn't mean to hurt you, I should have been more gentle, I__"

"What are you talking about? You didn't hurt me." It was Hoseok's turn to frown, although a little relief that regret was actually not the case, but he needed to know why Yoongi thought he was hurt.

"Yoongi bit on his bottom lips, his gaze lingering on the omega beneath him, still entangled in each other. He raised his hand to Hoseok's neck, stopping just a few inches above his mate mark. He hesitated a few seconds before putting a light pressure on where his hand had stopped.

Hoseok hissed in pain, his eyes fluttering close at the stinging sensation. Yoongi's hand withdrew quickly, guilt written all over his face.

"I'm sorry." He whispered

A smile thugged on the omega's lips as he leaned up to place a kiss on the alpha's lips, a light moan leaving his lips as he felt his cock twitched inside him.

"I'm fine, I promise. Besides, this didn't happen while... you know?" A shy grin appeared on his face, one which Yoongi couldn't help but chuckle at. "You probably don't remember cause you weren't in your right senses, and that's very understandable. You were able to hold back your control before things got bad. Besides my neck and my wrist, I don'tfeel any discomfort anywhere else. I couldn't even feel any ache until you touched it."

"Your wrist?" Yoongi's eyes travelled down the omega's hand and lo and behold, there was a purple hue asectuating the both of them. Yoongi's heart sank at the sight, feeling even more guilty "I should have ___"

"Stop." Hoseok cut him off, placing his hand over Yoongi's lips. "I told you I'm fine. Isn't it? Whatever pain im feeling is nothing compared to the heavens you made me feel."

Yoongi's brow raised, a smirk tugging at the side of his lips. "Really?"

"Hm hm." Hoseok nodded, his smile growing bigger now that he was able to ease the alpha off any feeling of guilt. "I enjoyed every sec__ ahh~..."

Hoseok's words got replaced with a loud moans coming from his lips as Yoongi slammed deep into him.

"You enjoyed this?" Yoongi teased, his voice was low and husky, vibrating through Hoseok's body as he thrust into him again, slowly, deliberately, hitting the spot that made Hoseok's back arch off the bed.

"Y-Yes," Hoseok managed to gasp out, his hands gripping Yoongi's shoulders, nails digging in as the pleasure surged through him. "I enjoyed... all of it."

Yoongi's eyes darkened, his gaze locked onto Hoseok's as if searching for any sign of discomfort. But all he found was pure, unfiltered desire and love shining back at him. It was all the reassurance he needed.

"Good," Yoongi murmured, leaning down to capture Hoseok's lips in a soft yet fervent kiss, his movements slowing but deepening, drawing out every sensation. "Because I intend to make you feel even better."

Hoseok's breath hitched, his heart pounding in his chest as Yoongi's pace grew steadier, each thrust measured, hitting that perfect spot over and over again. He could feel the intensity in every touch, every brush of Yoongi's lips against his skin, against his mate mark, Yoongi's claim on him, and it made his head spin, his body trembling with the overwhelming sensation of being so completely wanted, so utterly cherished.

"Yoongi... please," Hoseok whimpered, his voice trembling with need. He wasn't even sure what he was asking for; all he knew was that he needed more, needed to feel Yoongi closer, deeper.

"What do you need, sweetheart?" Yoongi whispered against Hoseok's ear, his breath hot, sending shivers down his spine. "Tell me."

"You..." Hoseok gasped, his fingers curling into Yoongi's hair, pulling him closer. "I need you, all of you."

Yoongi growled low in his throat, his hands gripping Hoseok's hips as he obliged, thrusting harder, faster, the rhythm of his movements matching the frantic beating of their hearts. Hoseok's moans grew louder, his body moving in sync with Yoongi's, every nerve ending alight with pleasure.

The room was filled with the sound of their mingled breaths, their bodies moving together as if they were made for each other, as if nothing else in the world mattered but this moment, this connection. Hoseok's head tilted back, his eyes squeezing shut as he felt the pleasure build, cresting higher and higher until it became almost unbearable.

Hoseok felt himself shatter, his orgasm washing over him in waves, pulling him under, making him see stars. He clung to Yoongi, burying his face in the alpha's shoulder, his body trembling as he rode out the storm.

Yoongi wasn't far behind, a low growl rumbling through his chest as he reached his peak, holding Hoseok close as he filled him, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one. For a moment, there was nothing but the sound of their breathing, the warmth of their bodies pressed together, and the feeling of utter contentment that settled over them like a warm blanket.

Yoongi pulled back slightly, just enough to look at Hoseok, his eyes soft, filled with an emotion that made Hoseok's heart flutter. "Are you okay?" he asked, brushing a strand of hair away from Hoseok's forehead, his fingers lingering against his skin.

Hoseok nodded, a lazy, satisfied smile spreading across his face. "More than okay," he murmured, leaning up to press a gentle kiss to Yoongi's lips. "I'm perfect."

Yoongi chuckled softly, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he kissed him back. "You're incredible, you know that?"

Hoseok's smile widened, and he snuggled closer, his head resting against Yoongi's chest, feeling the steady thump of his heartbeat beneath his ear. "Only because you make me feel that way," he whispered, closing his eyes as the exhaustion finally began to take over, lulled to sleep by the warmth and safety of Yoongi's embrace.

And as Yoongi held him, watching as Hoseok drifted off, he knew, with every fiber of his being, that there was no place he'd rather be.

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