Coffee (Sope Smut) ✔️

Chapter 9

"Right now? Are you serious?" Yoongi exclaimed, clearly angered by the situation.
"What? It's not like you guys haven't fucked at work before..." Namjoon folded his arms.
"Well- okay that's true..." Yoongi pouted and blushed a little.
"And I'm guessing by the marks on your neck, that you're the kinky type. Am I wrong?" Namjoon pointed to Yoongi's bruised neck, making the other blush even more and attempt to cover his neck with his hands.

"That's correct." Hoseok replied. "He's my little fuck toy and I love him very much." Hoseok grabbed Yoongi's ass and started making out with him.
"How sweet, and hot as fuck too." Namjoon licked his lips and walked closer to the couple.

"What are we doing, Hoseok?" Yoongi whimpered into the male's ear.
"Just tough it out, baby. It'll be over before you know it. If anyone finds those pictures then we're done for. You don't want to lose your job, do you?" Hoseok asked as he rubbed the boy's crotch.
"N-No..." Yoongi dropped his head down onto the man's shoulder and bucked his hips into the other's hand.

"Oh, no. I'm afraid that just won't do." Namjoon shook his head.
"What do you mean?" Hoseok asked as he continued to palm Yoongi through his pants.
"I wanna see that slut's adorable little face. Come on baby, show daddy how good it feels." Namjoon lifted Yoongi's chin.

"You are not my daddy!" Yoongi pouted and spat in Namjoon's face.
"You little bitch!" The man shouted and grabbed Yoongi's face. "You'll pay for that, you little whore."
"Play nice, kitten. Remember what I said." Hoseok said as he stroked Yoongi's hair.

"I think your little kitten needs to learn some manners." Namjoon hummed as he unbuckled his belt and took it off.
"What do you mean, Sir? Are you going to punish me for being a naughty boy?" Yoongi asked, starting to play along.
"I bet you'd like that. Wouldn't you, slut?" Namjoon asked as he wrapped his belt around his hand.
"Yes please, daddy." Yoongi ran his hand up and down Namjoon's shirt and bit his lip flirtatiously.

"Get on your hands and knees then and face the other way." He ordered and Yoongi immediately obeyed, dropping down to his knees and sticking his ass up at the male.
"Good boy." Namjoon praised. "Now, you. Take his pants off." He ordered Hoseok.

"Yes, Sir." The elder obeyed and kneeled down behind Yoongi. He leaned over him and kissed his neck as his hands explored the smaller's body, flicking his nipples and running down his shirt to the bulge in his pants.
"Master, f-fuck..." Yoongi moaned and rolled his hips as he felt Hoseok's hand reaching into his pants.

Hoseok paused as he felt a hand tug the back of his hair.
"Did I say that you could do that?" Namjoon asked with Hoseok's hair clenched tightly in his fist.
"No, Sir." Hoseok gulped.
Namjoon paused for a moment before pushing Hoseok to the floor and pulling his pants off.
"Maybe Master would like a little taste of his own medicine, huh?" Namjoon said as he pinned Hoseok's hands behind him and pulled his underwear off.

Hoseok whimpered and lay still, feeling a little embarrassed since he'd always been so dominant.
"Answer me!" Namjoon yelled and slapped the man's ass.
"Yes, p-please, Sir." Hoseok stuttered, blushing madly.
"Please what, baby boy?" Namjoon asked as he stroked the other's hair.
"Please fuck me, Sir..." Hoseok couldn't believe what he was saying. Did his job really mean that much to him? At the moment it did as he may have been extremely embarrassed but he was also extremely horny and he didn't care whether he was giving or receiving, he just needed something.