BTS smut book (Hyung Line edition)

Silent Library (JHS) {smut/exhibitionism}

The Dior Outfit.

No matter how many times you had seen him in it, you couldn't stop yourself from drooling.

During fitting sessions, during practice, soundcheck, it didn't matter. It always looked so perfect on him, and everyone knew it.  Being Hoseoks girlfriend, you wanted to tear it off of him so bad, and you were pretty sure you weren't the only one. But, he only had his eyes set on you. 

The group had a concert tonight, and they were officially introducing the fit to the public eye, but sadly, you couldn't make it. You had been called into work that day, a job at the Library. You were a pretty quiet, shy person compared to Hoseok, but that never stopped him from making you his. And he knew how much you loved your job at the library, so he didn't pressure you any further about making it to the concert. 

It was about twelve in the morning, and you were shelving some books a few students had left lying around, smiling when you came across a college student resting his head against a science book and his eyes shut tightly, lips parted as he snored softly. You came across the sight quite a bit, and it never really stopped you from admiring the determination some of the local college kids had.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when you heard a loud creak, whipping your head around in the direction of the noise and taking a small step forward. 

Careful not to wake the boy sitting at the table, you whispered out a small "Hello?" as you inched closer and closer to where the sound had come from, heart racing into your throat when  you felt a hand snake around your waist and another come around to cover your mouth, tugging you to the side and behind some book shelves as you squirmed within the persons grasp.

"Shut it." He hissed into your ear, and the fear you had bubbling inside of your tummy dispersed into excitement when you recognized the voice as Hoseoks. He turned you around, hands placed firmly on your waist as he stared down at you, skin having a slight sheen of sweat and chest heaving, cherry lips parted and eyes clouding over with what you could describe as lust.

"Hoseok.." You mumbled "Did you come straight from the concert?" He nodded his head slowly and your hands ran up his arms, eyes dancing over the outfit he had on as your fingers hooked underneath the shoulders of his harness and you gulped down the musty, sweaty smell he had radiating from him. He smelled so manly, so intoxicating.

And the outfit he had on only made you want him more.

"I knew you wanted me in this outfit." He whispered "I could see it on your face every time I slipped it on. And if you want me in this outfit, you're going to get me in this fucking outfit."

His hungry gaze and growling voice sent you wild, lips ravaging at his own as you pushed him against a nearby bookshelf, knocking off a few books as your tongues and lips danced in a heated routine, bodies rubbing against one another for some sort of friction to soothe the painful heat rising inbetween your legs.

"Fuck." He growled lowly. His hands made way up to your blouse, fumbling with a few buttons before he gave up and popped open the front, buttons clinking against the floor after flying from their stitches. You pulled away frantically, eyes catching at the sight of a nearby table but breath hitching when you realized just how exposed you would be, eyes flicking between the table the sleeping boy was at, and the empty table only a few feet from his. 

"Get over there, you fucking slut." You shuttered and grabbed Hoseoks arm, leading him towards the empty table where you continued the heated battle, hands roving all over each others bodies, mixed saliva dripping down your chins as you continued to sloppily and horribly kiss each other.

You found yourself palming at the bulge within his pants, and his fingers tugging and twisting on your sensitive nipples, soft quiet moans escaping your mouth and falling into his. And in one swift motion, he had you bent over the table and your skirt flipped up over your ass, grinding against it slowly as he bent over to whisper into your ear. 

"Better keep quiet, baby doll." he breathed "Don't wanna wake up Mr. Science fair over there."

Your hooded eyes fell on the sleeping man, excitement filling your body at the idea o being caught and within seconds, you found yourself biting down on your lip and eyes rolling back as Hoseok pushed himself inside you. Slowly, teasingly. Your panties where pulled to the side with his thumb, the rest of his hand gripping and spreading one cheek to the side as he began thrusting in and out of you at a steady pace.

You found yourself whining underneath him, nails digging into the wood and body going limp and ply just for him to fuck, and soon enough his hand had come around to cover your mouth, his middle and pointer finger dipping past your lips and fucking your tongue as he continued to thrust into you. You closed your eyes, panting and gasping around his fingers, drool dripping onto the table. You could feel his pants rubbing against your pants, indicating his had unzipped them and pulled them down just enough to fuck you, and the thought had you squeaking and clenching around him as you came, body quivering slightly and eyes rolling back once more.

You were so sensitive and so wet, but Hoseok didn't care, grunting and thrusting into you harder, making small skin slapping noises. Your eyes fluttered open and you found them wandering towards the boy at the table, only to find him staring right back at you, eyes wide, chest heaving and cheeks flush. You felt your cheeks heat and you tapped on Hoseoks hands, letting out a small "Hah" when he removed his fingers from your mouth.

"H-Hoseok-" you breathed, but he only grabbed your waist and thrusted harder, too lost within you to realize what was happening. You held eye contact with the boy as you moaned and whined softly, grabbing onto Hoseoks hands as you felt a second climax rise.

"Hoseok-"

"Just a little more." He grunted. His thrusts were growing sloppy, and he began wheezing silently, and once he buried himself deep within you, holding himself there as he came, you found yourself clenching around him again and releasing your juices. 

Your eyes scanned over the boy, watching as his breath hitched and then released, eyes wandering down when you realized he had been palming himself through his jeans, and he more than likely just came. Hoseok placed both of his hands on the table, pulling out of you slowly as he whispered into your ear.

"Glad we gave someone a show, baby."

The boy stood up abruptly, mumbling a small "sorry" as he scurried to wrap up all of his belongings and almost run from the library, not looking back as he exited the building. Hoseok pulled away, straightening out your panties and skirt before helping you stand up straight on your wobbily legs. "You okay baby?"

You nodded your head tiredly, wrapping your arms around him and resting your head against his chest as you spoke "I love you and your kinks."

"I love you and my kinks too."

You snorted and smacked his arm playfully as he wrapped them around you, a chuckle escaping his lips. "Come on, lets get your jacket and get you home."

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