Mental //[J.H.S]//

Passion(M)

Y/N's POV:

Hoseok and I panted as we stared at each other. I knew I couldn't stop myself or him though even if I wanted to. This is what I wanted. I wanted him, more of him, every bit of him. Everything about Hoseok had enchanted me since the beginning: his dark hair that teased his eyes, his cute dimples, and his sharp face. It was as if a god himself was stood above me. He was irresistible, no matter how hard I tried to not let myself fall, he made my walls crumble as if they were made of nothing.

Hoseok's lips reattached themselves to mine. His lips were hungry and impatient, they couldn't wait to take in every part of me. His tongue hurriedly pushed into my mouth once more as we both got lost in the taste of each other. Neither one of us wanting to pull away for the fear of losing that sensation.

His hand reached out to me and pulled me into a sitting position. He briefly pulled his lips off of mine, leaving me to slowly chase after them. "On my lap." It didn't take much for me to listen to him as I had scrambled to sit myself on his lap. "Good girl."

He latched his lips onto my neck as his arms circled around my waist in order to hold me in place. His lips kissed down the column of my neck and began sucking on the part that had me whimpering the most for him. The sensation was out of this world, there was nothing like the feeling I got when I felt Hoseok's lips on my body. He made the entirety of my body melt from the burning fire that he had set within me.

His teeth finally nibbled onto the swollen bruising skin and my hips stuttered at the feeling. He groaned against my neck as he moved his hands to my ass and pulled me closer to where he needed me. His bulge in his pants rubbing against my core in a way that had me a squirming mess. My head was tilted as far back as it could go, giving Hoseok as much canvas as he wanted to mark me up as his own.

His lips met my collarbones as his fingers teased the end of my shirt. His eyes looked up at me from my collarbones and I nodded. His eyes were blown out and dark from the lust radiating off both of our bodies. My hands curling into his hair tighter at the sight of them. His fingers tugged at my shirt as he pulled up on it and I helped him take it off. His hands sensually ran down my sides as he drank in the sight of my body before him.

His lips met my skin again as he kissed the tops of my breasts. His skillful hands ran up my lower back up to where the clasp of my bra sat. His fingers easily unclipping it and pulling it away from my chest. I could feel my buds harden at the cold air of the room. Hoseok's hands massages over my breasts as he teased one of my buds. "Hoseok," I moaned at the feeling that added to the fire I felt.

He dipped his head down to wrap his lips around one while he played with the other one. His warm wet mouth around my bud caused me to try to relieve a bit of the pressure I felt in my core. I couldn't tighten my thighs or rub them together with his legs in the way, leaving me go only try to rub against him. He let out a moan against my now wet bud.

He switched to give the other the same treatment. His lips had my back arching, as my chest tried to push closer into him. He finally released it from his lips and picked me up to lay me back down on the mattress. I went to grab at him, but he was quick to pin my wrists together above my head with his own hand.

He trailed kisses down my middle as he reached my belly button and then the top of my pants. His hand went to unbutton them. He popped the button open and looked up once more before slowly pulling the pants down my thighs. He pushed them down my ankles and onto the floor with my abandoned shirt and bra. I was left with only my panties on.

"Princess, you look so pretty like this," he growled in my ear. I whimpered as my core ached at his words. He pulled his shirt over his head, letting me feast my eyes on his golden skin. The skin looked so smooth that all I wanted to do was run my hands all over him. I pushed against his hand to try to touch him but he refused.