BTS 18+ imagines

Hoseok - Mafia au

You twirled the knife in your hand, inspecting it in the light of the only small window in the room. The man tied to the chair looked horrified to say the least. His expression turned even more twisted as you pointed the knife towards him, the tip of it pressing against the skin between his eyebrows. Not enough to do more that break the skin ever so slightly.

The door behind you opened and soon you were joined by your partner in crime. Hoseok's hand landed on your shoulder as he giggled.

"Stop playing with him" Hoseok said. "If he won't give up the money and pay up his debt then just kill him"

You huffed, dragging the knife across the bride of his nose, smirking when the man shivered, a choked whimper escaping between his bloody lips.

"Am I not allowed to have fun?" you asked. Hoseok giggled again, snaking his arms around your waist before moving your hair to more easily press a few kisses to your neck.

"Mm yeah, but you look so hot" his breath hit your ear and his fingers traced your hips under your shirt. "It's turning me on. Can't you get rid of him? Or at least let me?"

You turned your attention back to the scared man all tied up, sliding the knife down to his throat as you pretended to think. His eyes were as big as bowls. Hoseok's crotch against your ass told you exactly how aroused he was, and it made heat rush to your core.

"Please... Please... I'll get you the money... Just... Give me a little more time" he started begging. You stared at him a little, just to make him sweat for a little longer before withdrawing you knife.

"One week. If you haven't handed the money over before then, we will be in trouble with our boss. You know what that means?"

The man shook his head vigorously.

"'That means I will personally find you and kill your family before your eyes, then I'll have no choice but kill you too. Somehow the message needs to get out that people can't just expect to get out of debt without doing anything, can they?" you gave him a smile that would have been sweet in any other situation, but here it just felt sinister.

"I promise... I promise not to disappoint you, miss" the man stuttered in a frightened manner. You smiled again, cutting him free.

"Good." he stumbled to his feet and ran before either of you changed your mind. It was just you and Hoseok now. You slid the knife into your belt, spinning around to wrap your arms lazily around his neck.He placed his lips greedily onto yours, hands going down the back of your pants to massage your ass quite aggressively. You moaned against his lips and let him move you so that you were pushed up against the wall, and to make it easier for him you peeled off your jeans. He moved his lips in a trail over you face to you neck, biting down into the skin as he sucked harshly in an attempt to make a dark mark.

"So fucking sexy" he grunted as he withdrew, ripping your bloodstained shirt over your head to expose more of you.

"Ah- Hoseok" you gasped as he rolled his hips expertly against yours. He pushed his pants down, his underwear coming off with them. Too impatient to undress any more garments, he simply pushed your underwear to the side and lined himself up with the tip pressing against your slick entrance. Hoseok slid you down onto his erection, his body pressing you against the wall tightly. You tried moving your hands, but he grabbed your wrists to pin them above your head. The cement wall felt cold against your back, in contrast to Hoseok's warm, toned body pushed against you. Hoseok started thrusting roughly, the sound of skin hitting skin being deafening. Your eyes rolled back into your head, tears forming in the corners of them as a guttural moan escaped you. His cock hit places inside of you no other person could, his body molding against yours as if it was meant to be this way. His grunts egged you on, making you attempt to roll your hips onto him, meeting his movements.

"Fuck, baby" he groaned, lips meeting yours in a heated kiss full of passion and lust. It didn't take long before his warm cum spilled into you, painting your insides and driving pleasure to soar through your veins. Your walls clenched around him as your cum mixed with his, running down the inside of your thighs when he pulled out. You panted heavily, looking down.

"Shit" you managed to get out. Hoseok chuckled, grabbing your shirt from the floor to wipe your thighs.

"I don't have another shirt and I have to go out like this, you ass" you scoffed. Hoseok chuckled, capturing your lips once again with his.

"Oh, that's too bad" he said, not looking like he thought that at all. You slapped his shoulder and rolled your eyes.

"Take your shirt off and give it to me like a real gentleman would."