"Why are you so obsessed with roses?"
"Because, all roses have their own story, all colors have their own symbolism."
"What rose am I to you?"
"My Blood Rose."
Min Yoongi, a 23 year old male whos had a pretty average life, besides the terrible fa...
Smut for you, and smut for you. I the smut fairy grant you smut! Lmao 21 + content ahead. Not for soft Stan's Unless ya wanna read it then go for it. Yoongi really gonna be choking this time
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Double update
Hoseok slams the door to his penthouse, looking for the small mint haired male who was living with him temporarily. He eventually found Yoongi in the kitchen, though before Yoongi could even say 'Hi' to the elder, he felt Hoseok's lips aggressively pressed against his as his backside made contact with the kitchen counter.
Yoongi didn't kiss Hoseok back from the shock, he was confused as to why Hoseok seemed to be so horny at the moment.
"Hoseok," Yoongi managed to breathe out, "what's up with you?"
"I'm irritated and frustrated," Hoseok stated, "I need to let it out someway."
Yoongi eventually figured what Hoseok was hinting at when the male began kissing down his neck, "and you want too-"
"Won't you let me wreck your little body, sweetheart," Hoseok interrupted, whispering right into Yoongi's ear, "show you how it will feel when I really go rough."
Yoongi stared right into the mafia bosses eyes, noticing how they were a bit darker then usual. The younger slowly nodded, knowing very well his ass would be in great pain the next day.
"That's what I thought," Hoseok chuckled, before picking Yoongi up and throwing him over his shoulder.
The mint haired male whined, eventually feeling a soft bed underneath him. Hoseok got on top of him quickly, the male reconnected his lips with Yoongi's roughly, pushing his tongue into Yoongi's mouth.
Yoongi wrapped his arms around Hoseok's neck, pushing the male closer to him as they made out feverishly, Hoseok's hands roaming Yoongis body as they did so.
The younger eventually flipped their position, so he was on top of Hoseok. Before the mafia boss could say anything Yoongi connected their lips again, soon moving his lips down to Hoseok's neck, leaving his own marks on the male.
Hoseok sat up in his place, tilting Yoongi's head upwards so their lips could connect again. Yoongi unbuttoned Hoseok's shirt as they kissed, eventually getting the piece of fabric off of Hoseok's body, letting his hands roam his warm skin.
Yoongi took off his own shirt, after he did so he pushed Hoseok back down on the bed.
The black haired male groaned when he felt Yoongi's hand over his aching bulge. The younger male began undoing Hoseok's pants, Hoseok helping him take the piece of clothing off by lifting his hips.
Yoongi licked his lips as he took off Hoseok's boxers, Hoseoks erection let free and leaking with precum.
"No teasing, sweetheart," Hoseok muttered, staring at Yoongi.
The younger didn't respond to what Hoseok said, only taking the males erection into his hands and slowly started to pump him, smirking at the mafia bosses groans. And when Yoongi wrapped his pretty pink lips around Hoseok's tip, the male couldn't help but thread his fingers through Yoongi's soft mint hair.
Yoongi engulfed Hoseok's dick into his mouth, beginning to move his head up and down as he swirled his tongue, jacking off whatever he couldn't reach with his mouth, which wasn't much. Hoseok's hips bucked up, his dick hitting the back of Yoongi's throat, causing him to slightly choke. Yoongi moaned around Hoseok when the male pulled his hair, the younger subconsciously rocking his hips as he let Hoseok fuck his mouth.
Right when Hoseok was beginning to feel that familiar sensation in his stomach, he pulled Yoongi off his dick. Throwing the male on the bed.
"Who knew you'd be so good at giving a blowjob," Hoseok teased, taking Yoongi's pants and boxers off of him.
Yoongi's face flushed red, "s-shut up!" he whined.
Hoseok only smirked, he turned Yoongi around so his ass was up in the air in front of Hoseok. Yoongi felt Hoseok's hands knead his ass, the male moaning. His face was pressed against the bedsheets, Yoongi feeling everything Hoseok was doing to him.
He heard a cap being opened, assuming Hoseok was lubing up his dick. Without a warning Hoseok slammed into the male, Yoongi screaming out in surprise and slight pain.
"You're still tight," Hoseok chuckled breathlessly, not giving Yoongi any time to adjust as he thrusted into him roughly, taking his frustration and anger from the day out on Yoongi's ass.
Yoongi felt his body rock with every thrust Hoseok produced, the male loving every part of it.
Hoseok pulled out of him, flipping the male over. Hoseok wanted to see Yoongi's fucked out face as he pounded into him with no mercy.
The elder reentered Yoongi, beginning to thrust quickly. When he heard Yoongi scream out in pleasure, he knew he had found his prostate, so he angled himself and Yoongi in a way where he would hit his prostate with every single thrust.
Yoongi's eyes rolled to the back of his head, he was enjoying how rough Hoseok was being with him a bit too much.
Hoseok leaned down, he began nipping at Yoongi's neck, leaving beautiful purple marks that he knew would last a bit. Yoongi connected his lips with Hoseoks, a bit surprised when Hoseok sucked on his tongue and bit his lip harshly. The younger did the same to Hoseok, biting down on the mafia bosses bottom lip.
Eventually, Yoongi felt that familiar feeling pool in his stomach. "I'm g-gonna cum."
Right after his statement, white strings of cum landed on his and Hoseok's stomachs. With a couple more sharp thrusts, and the feeling of Yoongi biting his lips, Hoseok cam deep within the younger. Yoongi now realizing Hoseok wasn't wearing a condom.
The two caught their breath, Hoseok keeping himself propped on his elbows as he panted, Yoongi laying underneath him doing the same.
Hoseok looked down at Yoongi, a fond smile taking over his features as he watched the male breath in and out. Slowly, Hoseok pulled out of Yoongi, the younger whining at the empty feeling he suddenly felt. Hoseok went into his bathroom to get a rag to help clean Yoongi up. After cleaning himself and Yoongi, while also switching his bedsheets, Hoseok layed next to the fucked out male.
"Thank you," he mumbled, kissing Yoongi's forehead tenderly.
Yoongi only hummed, snuggling into Hoseok's warmth. Hoseok sighed as he held Yoongis arms, he would never admit it out loud.
