SWEETHEART ➝ yoonseok (✔)

ocho ¹⁸⁺

18+ warning.

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"fuck you jung hoseok- you and your pretty face- your adorable voice.. and..." yoongi sighed softly, his face rested atop his hand. he looked up and suddenly snapped out of his daydream.

scowling, he shook his head, trying to focus back on the next shipment of drugs. he picked his pencil up, turning them around his fingers, his mind wondering once more.

hoseok was lounging peacefully on his king-sized bed. it was fluffy and light, practically the way clouds would feel if they were tangible.

he thoughr at how easily yoongi fell under his charms. this was child's play. smirking to himself, he started to think of an escape plan- like lisa told him to. his thoughts were interrupted by the image of yoongi, smiling widely.

shaking his head in confusion, he got up and walked to his wardrobe. there were many simple clothes but nothing he needed. he dug around until he found a translucent oversized silk shirt and put it on with tight black boxers.

quietly opening his door, he tiptoed out to yoongi's room, knocking uncertainly. instantly regretting doing so, he turned to leave when he heard an irritated "come in".

great.
no going back now.

he turned the handle and walked in, his head meekly tucked into his chest. yoongi glanced up in disinterest, thinking it was one of his maids. at the sight in front of him, he released the paper in his hands, eyeing him up and down. how pretty his exposed thighs looked and how submissive his posture was.

he raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at his lips, waiting for whatever hoseok was going to say.
"i- i was lonely in my room." hoseok said, biting his lip. "i wanted to see what you were doing."

the elder chuckled and tapped his lap, to which hoseok bounded over happily, sitting down on it. he made sure that as he did, he exposed more of his tanned body. he squirmed slightly on his lap,

at the action, yoongi's eyes darkened and he gripped hoseok's waist, earning a small squeak.

"what do you think you're doing?" he asked huskily into hoseok's ear, the other shivering at his tone.
"nothing~" he said innocently, shifting more. yoongi tightened his grip, feeling his cock tighten in his boxers.

"keep doing this and i might have to fuck you on the desk." yoongi breathed, nibbling slightly on his earlobe.
"what if i want that?" hoseok mumbled, fiddling with his fingers. he turned round swiftly on yoongi's lap, playing with his shirt buttons.

fuck it.

he picked hoseok up, his fingers already unbuttoning hoseok's middle button. the younger's breathing hitched with excitement, his own dick hardening. yoongi practically ripped the skimpy shirt off, licking his lips at the sight of hoseok in just boxers. his body was so beautiful, and yoongi wanted to mark all of it as his property.

"take the rest off and lie on the desk." yoongi murmured, squeezing his thighs. hoseok complied immediately, already feeling his member leak messily. he pulled them off and bent over the cold oak table, ass on display for yoongi to admire.

yoongi, produced a small bottle of lube and a condom. applying a generous amount on his slender fingers he grazed them around the rim before pushing two inside of hoseok's tight hole. he eyed the way his digits slid inside of  him so smoothly, cooing at the small mew's that left the younger's pretty lips.

he'd barely started to move them added a third finger inside of him, really stretching him out. hoseok moved his hips along his fingers, wanting some kind of friction between his abandoned dick and the desk. it looked so damn hot to yoongi. god, how he wanted to take his phone out and film this sinful display in front of him.

he whined, wanting to already be filled. the elders's jeans were straining uncomfortably and he finally took them off, sliding the condom on, before applying more lube.

taking ahold of hoseok's hips, he slid into him, hoseok's tight walls gripping onto yoongi's dick. it felt like heaven to yoongi, and he was barely halfway before hoseok was whimpering, both pain and pleasure hitting him in uneven waves.

the brunette moved himself further onto yoongi's thick cock, holding back his moans. he nodded, giving yoongi the signal to start moving. unlike the other people he'd fuck, he was gentle with hoseok, not wanting to hurt him for the world. his thrusts were slow and steady, letting hoseok adjust to his rather big size.

"f-faster.." hoseok stuttered, gripping onto the table and panting softly. chuckling, the other complied to his plea, picking the pace up. the lewd sound of skin slapping and yoongi's deep grunts was the soundtrack to their lust.

hoseok suddenly let out a high-pitched moan, his eyes rolling to the back of his head.
"d-do that again-" he begged unknowingly, hearing a chuckle from yoongi. he was still going quite slowly, not his usual pace.

"yoongi." hoseok whined pathetically, tear's pricking his eyes.
"address me properly baby boy." he murmured, rubbing the inside of his thigh.

"s-sir.. please.." there came out a desperate plea that yoongi nearly took pity on.
"nope, try again."
he suddenly pulled his hips back so that hoseok's hole was clinging onto his cock, adamant on letting go. he snapped his hips back into hoseok harshly.
"MASTER!" hoseok cried out, his head falling forward. they were pretty sure everyone would be able to hear them, but he didn't care.

"whose slut are you?" he asked, digging into hoseok harder.
"ah- y- yours master, only yours." every spoken word broke with each thrust. finally satisfied, yoongi started thrusting into hoseok harsher and faster, loving the way his baby was giving out all these moans.

he started feeling his high, and yoongi was sure he could too. he started going with more force, it was a wonder the desk didn't break. he came inside the condom and took it off, only to start fucking hoseok rawly. his lubed ass made it easier and less painful, but then yoongi took hoseok's cock in one hand, jerking him off quickly.

that that enough to push the younger off the edge. he came and his body felt like fireworks exploded throughout his whole body. the fatigued boy closed his eyes weakly, feeling yoongi pick him up.

he was laid on a bed that smelt distinctly like yoongi- minty with a slight tang of chocolate. making grabby hands for yoongi, the elder lay next to him, smiling slightly.

"what is it baby?" he asked, stroking his cheek.
"kiss?" the boy asked in a childish voice. yoongi bit his lip, getting closer to hoseok's plush lips.

he pressed them together, and they both moved against each other immediately. but yoongi didn't pull away this time and savoured that moment.

soon after hoseok fell fast asleep.

but what yoongi didn't know was that all of it was just part of his plan.