bad + yoonseok

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yoongi felt dizzy, his head spinning as the taste of hoseok's tongue filled his senses. he squirmed underneath the younger boy, feverishly rubbing himself against hoseok's thigh.

he gasped as he felt hoseok's soft hands travel under his jumper and over his torso. his light touches sending shivers down his spine.

hoseok started kissing down yoongi's neck down to his collar bone. the room was filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing and soft whimpers every now and again. the movie was still playing, but they'd ended up getting distracted and one thing lead to another and now... here they were.

yoongi bucked his hips as hoseok left lavender marks across his prominent collar bones, grabbing a fistful of the brunettes hair and holding it tightly.

yoongi's moans were like music to hoseok's ears. his soft whimpers were quickly making his dick hard. his hands roamed the older boys body before settling at his small waist, gripping it tightly pressing his thumbs into yoongi's hip bones hard enough to leave bruises.

yoongi didn't care. he wanted hoseok to leave bruises and scratches and to mark him. he wanted to be reminded of everything in the morning.

he felt hoseok's erection pressing into his crotch, their skin separated only by yoongi's boxers and hoseok's sweatpants.

hoseok quickly removed the hoodie yoongi was wearing, revealing his soft, pale skin that hoseok planned to leave his mark on.

he didn't wasted any time and got to work, trailing kisses and hickeys down yoongi's chest.

yoongi felt like he was in heaven, his hands still tangled in hoseok's hair as he moved lower and lower. the anticipation was killing him, hoseok was so painfully slow.

as if he could read yoongi's mind, hoseok gripped yoongi's hard-on through his boxers, making the older boy whine loudly.

"hoseok" he moaned, as the boy started rubbing his dick slowly making him see stars.

soon yoongi's boxers were gone, and hoseok started at his dick for a few seconds. it was big, and he was suddenly aware of how much of a virgin he was.

he hadn't thought this far ahead and began internally panicking. what was he supposed to do? he didn't even own any type of protection-

he looked up to see yoongi looking down at him, his cheeks were flushed red and his hair stick to forehead with sweat. he was breathing heavily and he bit his bottom lip as they made eye contact.

fuck hoseok thought. yoongi was so hot.

without thinking, he leaned foreword and wrapped his hand around the base of yoongi's cock making the boy gasp

he moved his hand up and down slowly before taking yoongi in his mouth. the older moaned at the sudden sensation of hoseok's mouth. he wondered if hoseok had ever done this before.

he absently ran his hands through the younger boys hair as he bobbed his head up and down. he looked so good with his lips around his dick yoongi already felt close.

hoseok's hands drifted downwards as he sucked yoongi off, he palmed himself though his sweatpants and moaned softly. the sensation made yoongi gasp again as he tightened his grip on hoseok's hair.

he slipped his hand inside his pants and gripped himself fully, slowly jerking himself off.

it didn't take long for him to feel his finish approaching, it was his first time after all. yoongi's moaning and pulling of his hair didn't help much each either.

he sped up his hand movements and moaned around yoongi's dick, he was in ecstasy, he'd never felt so good.

the vibrations of hoseok's moaning was sending yoongi over the edge as well. he arched his back as his vision went blurry, he pushed hoseok's head down, forcing his dick down the younger boys throat. in a few seconds yoongi was gasping for air as he came in the boys mouth, savouring the feeling of his orgasm.

hoseok came as well, yoongi's whines causing him to come in his pants and over his hand. he swallowed and slowly pulled his mouth off of yoongi, using boy hands to hold himself up as he wiped at his face.

they were both panting messes, yoongi stared up the ceiling as he came down from his high, his chest rising and falling as he breathed.

hoseok pulled his up sweatpants and sat up, trying to steady his breathing again. he made eye contact with yoongi who's gaze then drifted to his sweaty, bare chest.

yoongi ran a hand though his hair, pushing back the sweaty strands in the process and sent hoseok a smirk that made his heart stop.

"wow" he breathed "you're good at that"

hoseok went red, well, redder than already was. his cheeks and lips were tinged a dark pink and his skin was shiny with sweat. it was a nice sight for the raven haired boy beneath him.

hoseok didn't say anything, he just smiled fondly at the other. he eventually rolled off the boy, allowing yoongi to put his boxers back on.

he collapsed onto the bed next to yoongi, closing his eyes as his breathing evened out.
the both of them fell asleep soon after that, and they slept well.

yoongi had the best nights sleep he'd had in his life.

(this is probably bad i'm sorry hahahaha i don't like writing smut,,, softness will resume next chapter lads. thanku for all the reads and votes xxx)