Cursed Vows(BTS X Hobi)

The Honeymoon Night.

Authors pov

Hoseok sat on the edge of his bed, the steam from his recent bath still lingering in the air. He had taken care to clean himself up, but despite his efforts, he felt an unsettling mix of excitement and anxiety. This was supposed to be his honeymoon, a time for joy and intimacy, but the reality of being thrust into a situation he had never asked for weighed heavily on him.

As he sighed, contemplating his situation, the door creaked open. Jin stepped inside, he closed the door behind him, sealing Hoseok in a room filled with anticipation and tension. Jin's expression was unreadable, but there was a glint in his eye that set Hoseok’s heart racing.

“Let’s just get this over with,” Jin said, his voice firm and commanding. As the oldest, he took the lead, and Hoseok felt a shiver of apprehension and thrill at what was to come.

Jin approached, undressing slowly, his movements deliberate as he discarded his clothes. Hoseok stood, his hands trembling slightly as he let the towel fall away, exposing himself fully. The cool air brushed against his skin, heightening his senses as he stood before Jin, uncertain yet eager.

With a confident stride, Jin closed the distance between them, his hands finding Hoseok's waist and drawing him closer. “You’ll be fine,” he assured, his voice low and soothing. But the predatory glint in his eyes told Hoseok that this would be anything but gentle.

As they locked eyes, Jin leaned in and captured Hoseok's lips in a heated kiss, pulling him into a world where nothing else mattered. The kiss deepened, igniting a fire within Hoseok, who found himself instinctively responding to Jin's touch.

Jin’s hands slid down, exploring the contours of Hoseok’s body, and in one swift motion, he pushed Hoseok back onto the bed. The suddenness of it sent a thrill through Hoseok as he looked up at Jin, breathless and vulnerable.

“Just relax,” Jin murmured, positioning himself behind Hoseok. He took a moment to savor the sight before him, the anticipation building between them. Slowly, Jin pressed against Hoseok, his body warm and firm, coaxing him into a new realm of sensation.

Hoseok felt Jin’s presence enveloping him as Jin entered him carefully, allowing Hoseok to adjust to the overwhelming sensation. “Breathe,” Jin instructed softly, though there was a rough edge to his voice. As Hoseok acclimated, Jin began to move, each thrust slow and deliberate, ensuring Hoseok was comfortable while igniting the desire within him.

“Ahh… yes,” Hoseok gasped, the pleasure mixing with a hint of pain as Jin gradually increased his pace. The sensation was intense; Hoseok could hardly think, lost in the whirlwind of emotions flooding through him.

“Just like that,” Jin encouraged, his voice gruff. He began to thrust harder, taking control, the raw power of his movements sending shockwaves through Hoseok. Stars danced behind his closed eyes as he felt himself spiraling into a realm of ecstasy, every push igniting fire within him.

“Faster,” Hoseok whispered, his voice barely audible, but Jin heard him, responding with a primal intensity that left Hoseok gasping. He felt completely at Jin’s mercy, and yet, there was an exhilarating thrill in surrendering to the moment.

Jin's hands gripped Hoseok's thighs and lifted them to his shoulders. This new position allowed Jin to penetrate deeper, and the sensation had Hoseok’s mouth open in silent moans. The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of them, lost in their own rhythm.

“God, you’re beautiful,” Jin breathed, the admiration in his tone stirring something deep within Hoseok. As Jin moved, Hoseok felt every thrust reverberate through his body, the intensity building as he neared his peak.

“Please, don’t stop,” Hoseok begged, the words tumbling from his lips as his body responded eagerly. Jin quickened his pace, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing in the room, a testament to their primal connection. Hoseok could barely contain himself, the pleasure reaching a fever pitch as he felt the edge of release.

With a final thrust, Hoseok was sent over the edge, his body trembling as he cried out in pleasure, back arched as he let go completely. Jin followed closely, his movements erratic as he found his release deep inside Hoseok, the two of them bound together in that moment of bliss.

Afterward, Jin withdrew, leaving Hoseok panting and overwhelmed. The silence that followed was deafening. Jin quickly dressed, glancing at Hoseok with a mix of satisfaction and something unreadable.

Without a word, he turned and walked out of the room, leaving Hoseok alone. The sudden emptiness settled heavily around him. Hoseok curled into a ball, burying his face in the pillows as tears slipped from his eyes. He felt lost and vulnerable, mourning the intimacy he had longed for yet realizing the weight of what had just happened.

In the quiet of the room, Hoseok allowed himself to cry softly, feeling the mix of emotions swirl within him, each tear a reminder of the complexity of his new reality.

Jin why would you treat my baby like that?