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Hoseok Gets His Way (18 +)

Y/N looked from them back to Hoseok then back to them.

It required a lot of trust on her part, especially considering what she had been through. She hated feeling trapped and powerless and this could easily morph from pleasure to terror for her. She looked back at Hoseok again. All she saw was care. He was waiting patiently for her answer, nothing hidden. If she said no, if she couldn't handle it, he would understand and he wouldn't push it.

She bit her lip, looking back at the handcuffs he was holding up. Trust. It required trust. It was giving a lot of herself. She'd trusted the wrong person before and gotten hurt. But Hoseok wasn't that person. She knew that in her head, but she felt like her heart was still waiting for that crack, that proof that he wasn't what he seemed.

He deserved her trust. For her it was the hardest thing to give and therefore the most precious thing to him. She had to choose, fear or Hoseok, and she chose Hoseok.

She closed her eyes for a second and nodded. Hoseok blew out a breath and leaned down to kiss her before climbing off her.

"Scoot up to the headboard.  If at any point you get uncomfortable say "blue"." She scooted up, stopping there, unsure of what to do next. He gently guided her onto her back and then lifted her hands above her head, snapping the handcuffs around the post of the bed. If she really wanted to, she could stand up and slide them up to get out of her position. But he hoped she wouldn't feel the need to do that. Y/N tugged on the handcuffs. Nope. Not going anywhere. She looked at Hoseok but he was biting his bottom lip and just....staring at her. She willed herself to relax her body. It was okay. She was safe.

Hoseok finally reached up and cupped her face with his hands before letting them slide down her neck, over her breasts, down her stomach, her hips and thighs, all the way down to her knees, which he caressed. She shivered, not being able to move like she wanted to, it felt like she could feel his touch more clearly than before. He slid his hands up again and spread her legs wide, settling in between them, his eyes looking her up and down.

"God." He finally groaned. "Do you know what it does to me to know I'm your first for everything? To know he never got to see you like this, to know that he could try all he wanted and never come close to seeing you like this?" He didn't consider what Mordecai had ever done to Y/N to be real sex.  It had essentially been selfish jacking off, in his opinion.  To him the first time she experienced it was with himself.  Y/N shook her head, becoming wet at his words.

"What does it do to you?" She asked when she realized he wanted a response.  He licked his lips and looked up at her eyes before grabbing her thighs and getting in a comfortable position, his face right near her most sensitive area.

"It makes me want to pleasure you until you beg for mercy." And with that comment his tongue flicked and Y/N clenched, her hips coming up as Hoseok buried his face in her and made her feel completely helpless as his tongue had its way with her. One of his arms came up over her hips to hold them down, and the other helped keep her spread open for him.

She couldn't move. She was completely at his mercy. She had to take everything he was giving her. And he took his time, his tongue sweeping over every fold. His, all his. She was tugging on her handcuffs, trying to buck her hips up, but she couldn't. She would take what he gave her, when he gave it to her.

He sensed her nearing her climax and his tongue roughly rubbed over her clit again and again until she moaned his name, coming hard, and then her body relaxed. He dipped down to lick up the new liquid that dripped out of her and grinned up at his love. She was breathing heavy, eyes closed. God, she was such a turn-on like this. He sat up and gently rubbed her hips.

"Such a good girl." He whispered and she opened her eyes. "Are you okay?" She nodded.

"Good, because we're not done." He uncuffed her and helped her sit up and turned her back to him, before recuffing her to the headboard. He let his hand slowly slide down her spine and grinned when she pushed slightly into his fingertips. It was his turn and she was soaked and ready for him. She was resting on her knees, supported by several pillows he slid under her to ease the tension on her wrists, meaning he could take her at the perfect angle. He tapped her hips and she lifted her butt, surprised when he pulled her hips back.

"Spread your legs and keep your ass up." She shuffled on the bed, using the leverage from the handcuffs to support her. She was having to lean on them and it hurt her wrists a little but she wasn't sure her legs could take all her weight right now, even with the pillows. They were still shaking from earlier.

And then she waited. And waited. Hoseok had scooted back, visually taking her in from this position. She was soaked, all pink and ready to take his cock, crying to be wrecked, to feel all of him....her legs were spread like she was inviting him, begging him even. Only he could satisfy her. Only he could do this to her. Y/N tried to look over her shoulder at him.

"Look forward, love." When his eyes had finished fucking her, he moved up behind her and gently palmed her ass cheeks. "I will probably be rough and so will my language. I won't call you any names. I'd like you to respond verbally. If it's too much say "blue" and I'll stop. Is that okay? Are you okay with that?" She nodded. The truth was, being in this position, being so open to him, was both scary and exciting. She wanted to explore, she wanted to feel what he could give her.

"Yes." She said said when he didn't move and she remembered what he'd just said. He gave her no warning, thrusting deep into her right after the words left her lips. She gasped, adjusting to the stretch, and he moaned.

So good, so so good. She was tight and wet and warm and he almost came just from that. But he took a deep breath. He wanted this to last.

He pulled out and thrust hard into her again, reaching down to rub her clit with his fingers, and smiling through his haze of lust when he heard her moan his name.

"You like this, huh? You like being bent over and fucked? You like feeling me buried deep in you?" Y/N managed to moan out a yes, but she was lost in her own pleasure and also trying to keep her legs from giving out.

"Yes, yes, please don't stop." She whispered, then moaned more loudly as his finger pressed harder on her sensitive bud. She clenched and heard Hoseok moan then chuckle as he rubbed her hard. "Don't fight it, love, it won't be over until you give me your orgasm and come all over my cock."

When she came it was with his name on her lips and Hoseok finally surrendered as he felt her trembling underneath and around him.

"Fuck...Y/N...." He thrust into her a few more times to ride out his high before pulling out, and shakily reaching over with the key to unlock her cuffs. They both collapsed onto the bed, breathing heavily.

"Are you okay?" He asked, a tinge of worry in his voice. She nodded sleepily.

"Yes."

"Thank you." She knew he wasn't just thanking her for giving him her body. He knew what her allowing herself to be restrained meant. He knew what a big gesture it was.

Y/N weakly rolled over and closed her eyes, only to feel his gentle touch on her skin and his hot breath on her ear.

"Ready for another round?"