Pretty Marks

Chapter 1:

Jungkook’s Point of View, First person,

 Running my hands down my lover’s slim figure, I let out gentle cooes and teases, watching him squirm around under my touch. I trailed my hands down his small waist, groping it and pinning his hips down to the mattress underneath us. “Jungkook-ah..” He softly whispered, small gasps leaving his lips as I fondled his pink nipples. Hoseok was obviously becoming more sensitive to my touch, especially with the way he tried to move his hand down in order to touch himself. But without a second to spare, I quickly smacked it away, a burning sting coming in contact with my palm.

 Hoseok whimpered softly, pulling his hand away. “No touching yourself, didn't I tell you?” I muttered, moving my hand back to his hard buds. “Sorry Kookie..” The older whispered, sweat running down his forehead in which I wiped away, kissing his cheek as I did so. “You're such a little bitch for me, hyung. Just look at you, practically begging to be touched. You want me to fuck you, but you can't even ask properly.” I continued to hum before I gently patted the inside of his thighs.

 “I wanna see you marked up so bad. See you yearning for me to suck on that honey glazed skin of yours. I hate the fact we’re idols. I hate it. I can't see you all bruised, and I fucking hate it.” Was all that could come out of my mouth as I looked at Hoseok’s body in admiration. I could see a blush in the corner of my eyes, a bright one. He smiled reassuringly at me, placing his hand on my shoulder. “Don't worry about it, okay? Maybe we can do it once while we have a break. That way no one can bother us right?” He softly whispered in hopes the others wouldn't hear his plan most likely.

 “Wash up and then come to bed, I wanna hold you tonight, and you're all sweaty. “ I stated, teasing him as I glanced at his expression. “Can I be the big spoon this time? You grind against me all the time.” Hoseok whined at me, throwing a slight fit. I quickly shut him up though, placing a finger at his lips, making him automatically close his mouth, get up, and do as I previously told him. He grabbed a towel and made his way out of my room, going into the bathroom which was closest to it. Smirking to myself, I spoke loudly, wanting to see my effect on Hoseok after he came back. “No touching yourself!”

 I could tell that tonight I wouldn't be able to hold myself back. Especially because even though Jung Hoseok barely showed he’d submit to anyone, having a dominant aura; he was the most submissive one in the house, obediently doing as he was told. That’s why I wanted to fuck him and show his body off. I wanted to show that he wasn't what everyone thought of him as. He was a baby that needed to be pampered, one that needed to be told what to do. That’s why I wanted to give my baby pretty marks; and see him as no one else’s but mine.

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this is dedicated to btsshipsshit. :)

also this is my first work of art pftGYfJ

and its a bit short