Bo$$ - BTS FanFic *** Completed

"My Love"

"Hobi, you don't have to do this," Dez laughed at him as he sat at his desk with her on his lap, scouring the internet.

"I do," he insisted. clicking his mouse, "How many guys are lucky enough to be able to help raise their nephew or niece alongside their own child? To raise kids in a house so full of love? I bet I could count them on one hand."

"Don't you think it's a bit much?"

"Not at all. All of the guys agree that the gaming room is worth giving up, just for this. Jin, Jimin, Yoongi, and Tae are ready to give up any and everything to be the kind of father Da-Won's baby deserves," he bounced Dez on his knee, "And this will have to happen eventually anyway when you have your own announcement to make."

"That could be a ways away still," Dez replied quietly.

"I know," he answered, "But with the way we've all been sniffing around you like horny teenagers, it's bound to happen sooner or later." He kissed the back of her neck, propping his chin on her shoulder, "A nursery is what our home needs, and I'm going to make my sister cry with how perfect it is." He squeezed his arms around her waist, "You, too."

"You think it will be done in time?"

"I've already spoken to the contractors. If I can pick out what's needed as far as major remodeling and cabinetry, they can have it done three days after you leave." He smiled at her, turning her head to meet his eyes, "Tae says he only needs two for painting, and we can move the furniture and everything in a couple hours. There are six of us, remember."

"Do you know how hard it's going to be to keep such a big surprise a secret from her?" Dez chuckled, kissing his nose, "I've never even made it through a whole Christmas without giving everyone their presents early!"

"I know, My Love," he ran his nose through the crook of her neck, "And I love you for it. But Jin has assured me that he'll be keeping your mouth closed for the duration of the honeymoon," he winked at her playfully, "Or otherwise occupied, at least."

"I can't believe the wedding is only a week away," she sighed.

"Well it is," he hugged her tighter, "And then we're all going to be in Korea just a few months after that, for you and Joon to be married."

"And then you and me at the end of summer," her smile was wide, "It seems like I've spent more time planning weddings than I have actually working lately."

"You're not feeling overwhelmed, are you?"

"Not really," she stood up, only to return to his lap facing him, her legs dangling at the sides of his office chair, "It helps that I'm living with fantastic designers and creative minds." She kissed him sweetly, "And marrying the most thoughtful and generous humans on the planet."

"Keep sitting on me like this, and I'm about to show you generous."

"Oh really?"

He ran his tongue over the shell of her ear, "I'll definitely give you something."

Dez threw her head back in laughter, "Don't you have work to do or something?" she asked, running her hands through his soft hair.

"I'd rather fulfill my duties as a devoted fiancee," he grinned, flexing his hips to let her feel him hard beneath her, "Loving you is the most important job I have."

Dez gasped quietly, "We're at work, Hoseok," she tried to make her voice stern.

"Never stopped us when we were in your office," he began planting wet kisses up her throat, "Or in Tae's studio," his deft hands began untucking her blouse from her jeans, "Or in the locker room at the gym downstairs," he popped open the buttons of her shirt slowly, "Or in the bathroom of Olive Garden that one time."

Dez stood up, walking backward as she kept her eyes on Hoseok, reaching the door and locking it. She stepped toward him again, licking her lips as he opened his slacks and palmed himself, his stare locked on her body. Reaching him, she bent and released his smooth erection, pumping her hand over the soft skin in a grip no tighter than a whisper, watching his eyes grow dark and hooded. Just before he had a chance to to pull her to straddle him again, she dropped gently to her knees.

"Wh-what are you doing?" he asked, his voice cracked in surprise, "Jagiya?"

"You have your sense of duty," she paused to lick the moisture beading at the slit on the tip of his dick as it twitched hard, "And I have mine."

Ater a quick series of kitten licks, Dez took Hoseok's thick member into her mouth, salivating as much as possible as she bobbed her head up and down slowly. She slipped out of her shirt and bra, turning her head and keeping him deep in her mouth as she worked herself free of her clothing to bare her top half. Smiling, she lifted her mouth from him and looked into his eyes.

"You have a look in your eye," Hoseok panted, his hair starting to dampen and stick to his forehead.

"You've been a good boy," she purred, leaning forward until his hard length rested in the valley between her breasts, "You've been getting me vitamins," she pressed her bosom together, squeezing him into the soft flesh, "You've been taking your sister to appointments," she raised and lowered on her knees, her saliva lubricating her skin to allow the stiff cock to slip down and disappear between her soft mounds and then poke back up to brush the very tip against the hollow of her throat, "And you're giving up so much to make a nursery for our baby when it gets here," she pressed and released on her breasts, adding pressure on the upstrokes and giving more room for the downstrokes. "Let me do something special for you."

"L-like a reward?" his eyes fluttered shut as Dez kept pumping him through her breasts, squeezing and relaxing, occasionally dipping her chin to lick at the drool-slickened head.

"Mhmm," Dez nodded, relaxing her legs as Hoseok took over, thrusting his hips, low moans starting to fall from his parted lips.

"B-baby...oh fuck..." Hoseok pumped himself in the cavern she had created for him, his large hands covering hers to press them together tightly, his thumbs rubbing circles over her nipples, "You're too good to me. I love you...I love you so much..."

"I love you, too, Sir," she whimpered, releasing her hands from his as he gave himself over to self-ministration with her body. She shoved one hand down her pants, two fingers pressing against her clit that was wet with her arousal, the other cupping his tight testicles, "I want you to feel good."

"I feel good," he moaned, "You make me feel good."

"Yeah?" her voice pitched as she felt delicious pressure pool in her lower belly, "Does that mean you're going to come for me, Sir?" she moaned the last word, the coil in her loins ready to snap and catapult her into bliss, "Give me what I need."

Hoseok's breath stuttered as his body began to shake, thighs flexing and hips losing their rhythm, his ears ringing with the voice of his lover encouraging him. Dez cried in staccato bursts, each signaling an electric spasm from her core that spread warmth out to her fingers and toes. She watched his face, loving that he was enraptured with his eyes focused, watching his dick pop up from those beautiful breasts that he was obsessed with.

With a series of curses, he lunged in longer and slower strokes, white ropes covering Dez's chest and chin as she sighed out happily. Hoseok looked at her with affectionate eyes, stars shining in his pupils as his seed dripped and spread from her neck, hands holding her breasts in tender care rather than heated passion. He laughed brightly as Dez laid a single kiss to the tip of his length, licking her moistened lips afterward.

"I don't think this is going to get you pregnant," he chuckled, pulling back grabbing tissues to clean himself and Dez off.

"I don't want sex to be a chore," Dez chided, grabbing her clothes and beginning to put them back on, "I want us to have fun, to be happy to share our love and enjoy our time and bodies."

"I definitely enjoy your body," Hoseok gave her a playful wink, "And you've been taking sex talk lessons from Jimin, I can tell."

"Let's go thank him," Dez suggested, eyebrows raised in glee, "He's in the photography studio...all alone."

"You are my favorite girl," he sighed, "What did I do in a past life to get this lucky?"

"It wasn't your past life," Dez grabbed his hands as soon as he was decent enough to be in the halls, "It was this life, Hobi. You're living it now."