Hoseok should have known right from the moment Namjoon had brought the kid in to do his internship, something just didn't add up right with those big doe eyes and bunny teeth. He wasn't the head of the department for shits and giggles, which meant nothing , almost nothing got past him except this kid, Jeon fucking Jugnkook.
The kid was infuriatingly good at everything he did, not that he expected any less from an intern Namjoon had personally hand picked out of the rest, but this kid was going to be the death of him. It wasn't even two weeks into his internship and it wasn't long before Hoseok had the kid pinned against the elevator tongue down each other's throats. Those stupidly tight slacks he would wear, showcasing muscular thighs and went he bent over, God. Hoseok swore he went to heaven when the kid bent over to pick something up.
It was the wet smacking and slurping mixed with soft moans that reverberated through the empty parking garage as Hoseok spread the younger on the hood of his car, and eating him out for all he was worth. It was the breathy whimpers and choked off moans of "hyung, please." That had him shoving his hand down his slacks to fist his cock as he gripped the muscled thigh tighter.
Jungkook was barely holding onto the edge of where the hood ended and the windshield began, chest heaving as another broken moan echoed in the parking lot. He knew he did right by teasing the older from day one, and he didn't disappoint. "F-fuck, hyung... Hoseok-Nim!"
Tears pricked at the corner of his eyes as he could feel himself being brought closer and closer to his climax, thighs trembling as he tried to push himself up on the hood of the car to get away from the extra stimuli his boss was providing. It was the near feral growl that resounded in Jungkook's ears as he got pulled back down, and a long arm wrap around his waist.
Hoseok pulled away with a loud slurp and looked up through hooded eyes, drinking in the youngers' disheveled state and felt pride swell in his chest. Pushing himself up, Hoseok pulled the younger by his waist closer into him, nibbling at the pierced ear before moving down to suck a dark mark into the taut neck.
"I don't think so Kook-ah, you started this so I expect you to take what I give you like the good boy I know you are."
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Smoke and Mirrors
FanficFrom a prompt generator on tumblr, it's PWP. Plain and simple X-posted on ao3