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"Happy anniversary, Hoseok,"
Kihyun whispered against the others lips. Locking eyes with the former while rolling his own bottom lip between his teeth, he waited for his boyfriend to say something about his performance and when he didn't Kihyun took it as a good reaction. If the place he sat, which had grown quite a bit harder, was anything to go by. Kihyun rested his hands at the place where Hoseok's neck and broad shoulders met and his eyes closed softly as he moved in slowly, aiming to place a loving kiss on the plush, pink lips before him. He opened his eyes in confusion as he came in contact with a cheek instead. Hoseok had turned his face to the side before their lips touched.
"Ki," Hoseok whispered against his ear, the nickname making the younger let out a slow breath, slightly resembling a moan. He loved it when his boyfriend used pet names with him, his favourites were Ki, babe, and slut.
"Mm hm," he managed to breathe out. Hoseok was holding on to his hips while rubbing small circles into his skin with the pads of his thumbs, his face was in the others beautiful purple hair.
"That was amazing," the older continued, "how? No, where did you learn to dance like that?" He finished, his breath fanning across the youngers neck.
"Why?" Kihyun questioned, "did you like it?" He pulled back so he could look into his eyes as he spoke.
"Like it? I loved it, Ki."
"Good, I'm glad," Kihyun said as he leaned in, the second attempt of getting one of Hoseok's passionate kisses. Once again he was denied the luxury, Hoseok leaned back avoiding his lips. Continuing to speak instead when he sees a small pout on the others lips he says,
"Bad boys don't get kisses, Ki."
"Wha-" Kihyun starts but is interrupted by his boyfriend.
"You've been a very bad boy Ki, don't try and deny it," the older says.
"I-I don't know what you mean," he states, not understanding what the man before him was talking about.
"Do you think I'm dumb, Kihyun?" Hoseok asked rhetorically, making the smaller boys face form a visual "what?" with his features. "Huh," he scoffs, "Honestly Ki, I'm not stupid. Did you think I wasn't going to smell it on you? Plus, you suck at hiding things from me," he finished, staring intently at the younger male in his lap.
"I-I'm so sorry, Seokie. I know I promised I'd quit, and I will. That was the last one I'll trash the pack tomorrow," he said quietly, embarrassed by getting caught in a lie.
"I know," Hoseok said, "and I'll make sure of that right now," he says bringing his right hand into Kihyun's hair, holding onto a good section of it and pulling back, exposing the whole side of his face and neck.
"H-how are you going to do that?" Kihyun asks, eyes instinctively closing at the feeling of his hair being tugged roughly. Hoseok stands up and turns around so he's facing the bed while holding Kihyun and all but growled into his ear,
"I'm going to make sure you never lie to me again. I'm going to fucking wreck you," he said, then he threw Kihyun onto the bed and crawled over him.
He began placing hot, open mouthed kisses along Kihyun's jaw. Sucking and marking the parts of his neck that were visible around the chocker, still fastened tightly around his throat.
"mmmm," Kihyun moaned, the feeling of Hoseok's tongue sliding against his skin, wet and hot, turning him on more and more by the minute.
Hoseok got to the collar of his boyfriends shirt and pulled away, locking eyes with the younger he ripped open his shirt so hard some of the buttons came off, both of their eyes darkened at the action as Hoseok moved to pull off his own shirt. He quickly resumed his previous attack on the others skin, moving down his chest. The heat between them increasing more and more.
