Bts' Book of Oneshots (Requests Closed.)

Yoonseok- Hoseok's 'Punishment' Part 1

(A/N: Fuck, okay, I'm so sorry, readers, that this took so long. This is really awkward, but . . . sorry. I honestly didn't expect to get as many requests as I did, so this was kind of put off for a LONG while. Again, I deeply apologize.)

Genre: SMUT (I'm pretty sure you guys would've figure that out already, but ya know "Warnings" and all that shit . . .)

"You're Insane . . . but I still love you."

Hoseok scoffed at Yoongi, who smiled and began taking his shirt, off not even bothering to lock the door in case someone decided to enter their shared bedroom. Hoseok rolled his eyes at the older boy and walked towards the door to lock it, but was interrupted by a hand gripping his wrist and yanking him back. His back landed on the mattress as Yoongi glared at him, his arms resting on either side of Hoseok, and Hoseok could feel his face heat up ten times worse.

"Hoseok, baby . . . who said you could lock the door? Hmm?" Yoongi questioned raising an eyebrow. The older boy decided to begin pushing his leg against Hoseok's clothed semi hard-on making the younger release a needy whimper, and Yoongi's lips curled into a devilish knowing smile. "It's not like they care anyway." Yoongi then sarcastically gasped pretending to be surprised, and continued speaking. "So, wait . . . wait a second. If they don't care, then that means we could leave the door wide open . . . right babe?" Yoongi asked while replacing his leg with his hand, palming at Hoseok through the fabric of his jeans and listening to Hoseok's breathy moans.

Hoseok whimpered when Yoongi removed his hand from the loss of friction. Yoongi stood up and walked to the door. "What do you think babe? Hmm? Should we, maybe leave the door . . . . . like this?" Yoongi asked after opening it just a bit. Not able to form coherent words at that moment, Hoseok resorted to weakly shaking his head, panting and- already -covered with sweat. "No? Oh, I see what you're saying, you want it like this . . ." Yoongi teased opening the door all the way. Hoseok whimpered out a 'No,' but as Hoseok (and the rest of Bangtan Sonyeondan) already knew, once Min Yoongi decided he wanted do something, there was no stopping him.

"Strip yourself for me, will you babe?" Yoongi asked as he began unbuckling his own belt. So Hoseok began undressing himself until he kept getting distracted by Yoongi's beauty. Hoseok was too busy staring at Yoongi undress himself, that he hadn't realized he had a hand stuck down his pants and his tongue was sticking out the side of his mouth. Just when Yoongi's fingers locked onto his own boxers, he finally noticed Hoseok staring at him, causing Yoongi to blush a bright red.

"What?!" Yoongi snapped at the younger boy, covering his body with his arms.

Hoseok chuckled, slowly approaching Yoongi, before pushing him against the wall, a high-pitched yelp escaping the blonde's lips. "Hyung . . . you're so fucking adorable. You act as if I've never seen you without clothes before. Such a cutie . . ."

"Yah," Yoongi complained lightly hitting Hoseok's arm. "I'm not the one who's supposed to be punished. Now get off me, and finish getting undressed, pabo."

"You're no fun, Yoongi babe." Hoseok grumbled. He got undressed and sat at the end of the bed (hoping no one would walk down the hallway and see him naked), as Yoongi quickly left the room to 'grab something' as he put it.

When Yoongi returned, Hoseok felt his stomach start to churn. In Yoongi's hand was a cock ring. A fucking cock ring. 'Oh, fuck no.' Hoseok thought to himself. 'How the hell does he expect me to survive?!' Hoseok's thoughts were interrupted when Yoongi finished stripping himself and grabbed the 'supplies' making his way over to Hoseok.

"Lay down properly, babe. M'kay?" Hoseok obeyed instantly, scrambling to the top of the bed and laying his back against the mattress. Once Yoongi climbed on top of the bed he chuckled at the younger boy. "Somebody's eager, Hoseok-baby. You're so fucking hot when you're horny like this." Yoongi cupped Hoseok's cheek in his hand and closed the gap between their lips in a sweet kiss. They stayed like that for a while until Hoseok was getting needy and impatient again, his hips rolling upward into Yoongi, making the older boy lightly laugh into the kiss.

Yoongi grabbed the handcuffs, adjusted them briefly, before he locked them around Hoseok's ankles. He then grabbed the two ropes and tied one end around his his wrist and the other end to the iron bars of the head board. Yoongi then gagged Hoseok's mouth, stood up, grabbed the cock ring, and put it into place onto Hoseok's throbbing erection.

"Alright, Hoseok." Yoongi sighed, feeling rather proud of his accomplishment. "By the time I'm done with you, you won't remember your own name."
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To Be Continued . . .