Sweet Like Sugar // Jung Hoseok ✔

Chapter $ 22

"Are you okay?"

You woke up to Hoseok's angelic face and bare torso. He observed you as you stretched, particularly waking up from a deep slumber.

You yawned, and then pulled the covers back over your body. "I'm aching." You say once you realize your thighs were hurting like hell.

Hoseok chuckled. "You kind of went into subspace last night."

You frowned. "What's that?"

The man shook his head, offering you a glass of water.  "Do you remember asking me to cuddle you?"

You thought hard. "Not really, no, I remember falling asleep though."

"Don't worry about it, babe." He kissed your forehead. "Since you are officially mine. I'd like to see you in those cute outfits I bought."  

"What outfits?" You moved some hair out of your face. 

A smirk was sent your way as a response. 

*** 

Living life as Hoseok's sub was heaven. Sometimes. 

"You remember your colors baby?" Hoseok asked. His hand ghosting over the soft skin of your ass cheeks. 

He had you bent over the coffee table, his body was pressed against your back as he whispered into your ear and you'd be lying if you didn't say that this position turned you on. His hand grabbed your ass roughly when you refused to answer and soon you were choking out the words "Yes, Master." 

He slapped your right cheek harshly.

One week with Hoseok, and he's already had you eating out of the palm of his hand. However, you weren't 100% obedient.

"Now what did you do?" His sexy voice forced a shiver from you. Nevermind the fact that he had ripped the thin spandex that covered your legs underneath that dreadful maid outfit.

"What I did?" You frowned, and pushed back against Hoseok's hardened member. You knew what you did, infact there were multiple things you did but Hoseok just kept letting the disobediance rise until he was fed up.

He slapped you again, and you couldn't help but moan. The stinging sensation felt so damn good.

"Babygirl don't let me ask again."

Slap.

"Oh God." You gripped the counter panting heavily.

"I-"

The bastard placed a line of were kisses down your neck, distracting you from your sentence. His hands ran from your ass to the front and back, feeling evermy part of your skin grza against his fingertips.

"Go on, or else I'll give you a worse punishment."

"I talked back..."

"And?" He slapped you again. 

"I refuse to put on the outfit you gave me."

"And?"

"I didn't call you Master." You gasped. Hoseok's hand ran up your neck, pulling you hair back as he grinded against your body. You could feel his heart speed up against your back, and you desperately wished you could see his expression.

The way Hoseok's brows furrowed when he was mad, but his eyes said another thing as he used that anger to pleasure you his way.

"Darling, my rules are apart of the deal." He pulled your hair harder. "-following them is crucial."