Falling for Your Lies(sope)

Capturing Temptations.

Authors pov

Hoseok found himself in Yoongi's dorm, the atmosphere thick with tension and unspoken desires. Both of them were sprawled across Yoongi's bed, the low light casting soft shadows around the room. The small television flickered in the corner, displaying a drama that had Hoseok completely engrossed. He sat with his back turned to Yoongi, unaware of the hungry gaze that lingered on him.

Yoongi, however, was not paying attention to the drama. His focus was solely on Hoseok. He shifted closer, nudging Hoseok's head gently to the side, planting soft kisses along his neck. Each kiss sent shivers down Hoseok's spine, igniting a fire that he both craved and feared.

Hoseok gulped, fully aware of where this was leading. He felt Yoongi's body move behind him, the warmth radiating from his presence as he leaned in closer. With a deliberate slowness, Yoongi repositioned himself, laying Hoseok down against the bed, his strong hands patting Hoseok's thighs possessively.

The moment was electric as Yoongi positioned himself between Hoseok's legs. He pressed his lips to Hoseok's neck again, biting and sucking, leaving marks that would surely last for days. The intensity of the sensations made Hoseok's heart race, but the nervous anticipation coiled tightly in his stomach.

Yoongi's hands found their way to the waistband of Hoseok's sweatpants, and for a moment, Hoseok tensed, instinctively gripping Yoongi's wrist as if to protest.

"W-wait." But before he could voice his hesitation, Yoongi silenced him with a rough kiss, a surge of dominance that left Hoseok breathless. Yoongi slipped his hand into Hoseok's pants and underwear, grasping his cock firmly. The sudden contact made Hoseok gasp into the kiss, and he pulled away, eyes wide as pleasure coursed through him.

“Yoongi…” Hoseok moaned softly, his fingers digging into Yoongi's shoulders as his body reacted to the electrifying strokes. Yoongi's hand moved with expertise, a tantalizing rhythm that had Hoseok unraveling beneath him. He lost himself in the sensation, gasping and moaning as Yoongi's strokes became faster, more insistent.

“Does it feel good?” Yoongi asked, smirking at the sight of Hoseok's flushed face, lost in a haze of pleasure.

Hoseok nodded, breathless, “So good,” he managed to breathe out, throwing his head back in ecstasy. Yoongi’s confidence surged, and he pulled Hoseok’s sweatpants down further, spreading his legs wider, giving himself full access as he stroked faster.

The sound of Hoseok's precum on Yoongi's hand echoed in the small room, the obscene noises filling the space as Hoseok became a moaning mess. With each movement, Yoongi pushed Hoseok closer to the edge. He could feel the tension building, his body responding wildly to the stimulation.

“Baby, let go for me,” Yoongi commanded, his voice low and sultry, sending waves of arousal coursing through Hoseok.

With a cry of Yoongi’s name, Hoseok reached his climax, ropes of cum spilling onto Yoongi's hand. His body quaked with pleasure, his toes curling as he screamed out, the intensity of the moment washing over him. But Yoongi didn’t stop; he continued to stroke Hoseok, pushing him further into a state of bliss.

Overwhelmed and overstimulated, Hoseok gasped as he felt another wave of pleasure build within him. It was almost too much, but Yoongi was relentless. “see? I told you it will feel good,” Yoongi murmured, a wicked smile on his lips as he coaxed another orgasm from Hoseok.

Finally, as Hoseok came a second time, his senses overwhelmed, Yoongi pulled back. He licked his fingers clean, savoring the taste of Hoseok's release, and watched with amusement as Hoseok stared at him wide-eyed, a mix of shock and innocence on his face.

“How does it feel?” Yoongi teased, smirking at Hoseok’s breathless response, “Really good.”

“Good,” Yoongi said, satisfaction gleaming in his eyes. “I’m glad. And if you let me, I’m going to make you feel even better all night long.”

Hoseok hesitated, biting his lip as he contemplated the proposition. But with a deep sigh, he nodded, surrendering himself completely to Yoongi.

Yoongi's triumphant smile was both exciting and terrifying. He wasted no time, ripping Hoseok's shirt off as if it were nothing. Hoseok instinctively tried to cover himself, but Yoongi halted him, his expression serious. “Don’t. You’re perfect just the way you are.”

Standing up, Yoongi retrieved his phone, turning on the camera and aiming it at Hoseok. “I’m going to record this perfect body,” he said, an almost predatory glint in his eyes.

Hoseok's eyes widened in surprise and shock. “What?” he gasped, realization dawning on him.