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"Tell Me What You Want (Imma Give It To You)"
Min Yoongi moaned as Jung Hoseok's lips crashed against his own, while the younger's arms swiftly locked around Yoongi's neck. Yoongi guessed Hoseok dropped his towel somewhere along the way, since the younger's bare half-hard erection rubbed against the front of Yoongi's shorts. Hoseok may have been the first one to kiss Yoongi, but the older male was honestly concerned about who was supposed to be in charge here. He was the hyung between them; he was supposed to be leading them. Just as he gripped the underside of Hoseok's thighs even tighter, Yoongi felt Hoseok's dangerously sinful lips leave his own to travel the expanse of his jawline and neck. "S-Shit, not there, th-that's my soft spot H-Hoseok." Yoongi whimpered.
He felt Hoseok's lips form a devious grin against the skin of his neck before his teeth sank into that same spot Yoongi warned him about. Hoseok then licked and blew on the space of skin, loving the way Yoongi's whole body shivered and tensed under his gentle touch. "Y-Yoongi hyung, I just wanted to say that it feels so fucking good to finally be able to kiss you."
Finally?! What was Hoseok talking about? Did he perhaps . . . like Yoongi back? The older boy pushed the thought away, saving it for a question later. "Then why stop?" Yoongi panted the air between them heavy with sexual tension and arousal. "If you love kissing me so damn much, why stop?"
Hoseok didn't answer, connecting their lips in a much more rough kiss than the first, and Yoongi gasped when one of Hoseok's hands reached up to his hair, harshly pulling Yoongi's head back. Hoseok smiled and used this chance to slide his tongue into the gap between Yoongi's swollen red-hot lips, exploring the older boy's wet mouth. Hoseok slipped Yoongi's tongue between his lips and harshly sucked on it, before rolling his hips into Yoongi's, and the blonde boy just couldn't keep his mouth shut. In Yoongi's defense, however, it wasn't his fault that Hoseok was now completely hard (okay, maybe it was his fault, but still).
Yoongi walked towards the beds in the room, and dropped Hoseok on his back onto one of them, watching the younger male shamelessly thrust into the air in an attempt to create some kind of friction. Yoongi smiled down at Hoseok before searching through the drawer. Hoseok sat up, realizing his bed wasn't as close to the window as he remembered it being . . . that could only mean one thing. "W-wait, this is Taehyung's bed. This isn't where I sleep---"
"Don't care." Yoongi replied flatly, coating his fingers with a generous amount of lubricant. He prepped up Hoseok rather quickly, the younger wincing harshly as each of Yoongi's fingers slipped into his entrance. "Damn, when's the last time you had sex, Hoseok? You're tight as hell."
"Sh-shut up," Hoseok blushed, glaring at the blonde boy. "Just hurry and fuck me already, goddammit."
Yoongi got on all fours, hovering above Hoseok, and licked his own lips tauntingly. Hoseok placed a hand at the back of Yoongi's neck, pulled him down for a harsh kiss as he palmed Yoongi through his shorts, and shit Min Yoongi really needed to keep his mouth shut. Yoongi moaned and shook from Hoseok's touch, and was all around a complete hot-mess; it only got worse when Hoseok decided to slip his hand passed the older boy's waistbands, stick his hand down Yoongi's boxers, before grabbing Yoongi's throbbing (and leaking) erection, jerking him off directly.
Yoongi's arms gave out, making him drop his head on the raven-haired male's chest, and began thrusting into Hoseok's harsh grip. "F-fuck Hoseok, I can't, mmhhh." Yoongi felt sticky sweat trickle down his skin as Hoseok flicked his wrist around Yoongi's tip. The older boy shook, a shiver traveling his spine and spreading throughout his whole body. Hoseok continued to teasingly suck and lick at Yoongi's mouth, drowning out all of Yoongi's moans and whimpers. Hoseok's heart beat erratically beacuse of how much he was loving this, his whole face blushing with lust.
Being the little devil Hoseok was, he decided to take Yoongi's tip between two of his fingers, before slowly rolling it between them, forcing Yoongi to tremble and gasp helplessly against Hoseok's neck. Just when Yoongi thought (technically hoped) Hoseok would have mercy on him, the younger boy delved his finger into Yoongi's slit, making the older boy cry out Hoseok's name loudly. "S-shit Hoseok I--I'm gonna cum, oh god." Yoongi thrusted into Hoseok's grip, but the younger male slid his hand down to the base of Yoongi's cock and gripped it tightly, kissing at Yoongi's jawline and ear as the older rapper shook violently in Hoseok's grasp. Yoongi sobbed muffled cries into Hoseok's neck, harshly bitting on the dancer's shoulder and Yoongi hated the way his stomach curled in hot coils. He almost hated it as much as he hated Hoseok when the young dancer pulled his hand away from Yoongi's cock,
"Damn, Yoongi hyung. You look so fucking hot right now . . . " Hoseok commented biting his lower lip.
"Fuck you." Yoongi growled at the younger, giving him his best death glare.
Hoseok chuckled. "Well it's about time."
~
Kim Seokjin was not happy in the morning to find a certain type of stain on the hotel blankets and sheets of Kim Taehyung's bed, who for some reason kept denying it wasn't him. Min Yoongi's face and ears turned red, while Hoseok burst out laughing and slapped the older idol on the back.
