bts bxb oneshot collection

sope | you're too cute (2)

!smut!
yoongi is a dude he just likes being called babygirl okay? okay
and lastly in this one shot hybrids aren't really accepted yet, so it's hard for them to go anywhere without getting harassed or hurt
(y'all i'm gonna try it, i cant write smut but just believe iN mE)

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"m-master..."

hoseok hummed in response, tossing his keys in the bowl beside the door. he kicked his shoes off as he went through the house, discarding his phone on the couch as he expected to come back out.

"nevermind.. sorry..." yoongi shook his head, grabbing hoseoks discarded blazer strewn across the couch instead. he made quick work of racing to their bedroom, gently placing the expensive fabric on a hanger before hanging it up near the others. he heard hoseoks footsteps behind him, but he ignored them, grabbing his phone from the bedside table.

"you know i don't like it when you do that, kitty."

hoseoks voice was deep and sultry, the subtle raspiness sending chills down yoongis spine like it always did. the hybrid blushed harder as hoseok came closer, moving further up on the bed. hoseok smirked, watching him squirm beneath his gaze. he knew exactly what yoongi wanted, but he wouldn't get it until he was a wreck, and begging for his master.

"what do you want? tell me..." hoseok trailed his fingers across the exposed skin beneath yoongi's shirt, marveling in the way they left chills in their wake.

yoongi whined quietly as he squirmed beneath hoseok, his small hand grasping the others wrist to stall his actions.

"p-please make me feel g-good.." yoongi's voice was feeble and quiet, feeling aroused by the dominant aura his master was giving off.

"beg for it, "

hoseok pulled back unexpectedly, a smirk present on his lips as he heard the hybrid whine louder beneath him. he knew how much yoongi wanted this, and hoseok would be a fool to say he didn't either.

"master p-please..." yoongi breathed out, his cock throbbing in his pants with every word hoseok uttered above him.

hoseok tsked, shaking his head despite the prominent bulge in yoongi's pants.

"you've got to try harder than that, babygirl."

hoseok loved the way yoongi stiffened at the name, a moan leaving his slick lips as his hands scrambled to cover his lower half. yoongi bit his lip, feeling heat pooling in his abdomen. he could cum from just hoseok calling him that alone.

"ah, do you like that?"

yoongi nodded quickly, longing for the feeling of his masters warm hands touching his body again. "master, p-please fuck me! i'll be a good girl, i p-promise!" yoongi begged, the heat in his lower half beginning to be too much. the way hoseok stood above him, licking his lips at his petite body was just adding to yoongi's arousal. hoseok smirked at his kittens words, his large hand coming to rest against yoongis as he hid his bulge.

hoseok pressed down, drinking up yoongi's moans that fell from his lips with a heated kiss. yoongi shook with pleasure beneath him, the pressure on his clothed cock almost enough to make him cum. from the filthy words hoseok was whispering, to the way he made yoongi palm himself with his own hand, it was gonna push him over the edge; it's almost pathetic. yoongi moaned as hoseoks hand slid into his pants, cupping his bugle right between his fingers. hoseok was mesmerized by yoongi's pretty moans, wanting nothing more than to pleasure him so much that all he can do is moan.

hoseok could get lost in yoongi's body; the curve of his hips, to the way his toes curled when hoseok hit the right spot. he could watch yoongi fall apart his whole life and never be disappointed, because yoongi was a work of art both in the bedroom and out.