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Hoseok smirks as he feels eyes on him. He swings his hips rather sensually at the next beat and a chill runs down his spine. Hoseok opens his eyes and looks around his surroundings with a smirk. Everyone inside the club has eyes on him: from young adults to Dilfs. Everyone’s watching Hoseok with heat in their gaze. Their gaze is hungry and heated and it sends a pleasant chill down Hoseok's spine.
Hoseok swings his hips and moves his hands up and down his body. The see through black top he wore clings to his sweaty body, the baggy pants does quite a good job at showing Hoseok's ass. The silver chain around his hips dingles every time he moves, the sound music to his own ear.
Suddenly all the hair on Hoseok's nape stands, goosebumps breaks into his skin. Hoseok slows his moves and looks around him to find what made him suddenly feel like a prey. His eyes roam all over every head around the dance floor until it catches a pair of catlike eyes watching him like a hawk.
Another chill runs down Hoseok's spine when their eyes meet. Hoseok looks the man up and down : the man who looks to be in his thirties has black cat-like eyes, his face round and hair jet black. His lips are pink and plump. He has a glass of whiskey in his hand and the longer they stare at each other the more the man's eyes darken with desire.
Hoseok watches as the man looks him up and down, his eyes lingering on Hoseok's stomach and his neck. Hoseok just to provoke the man a little more, bare his smooth long neck and lifts his see-through top just a little to show a small glimpse of his toned stomach to the man.
The man's eyes instantly follow Hoseok's every move and the heat in his eyes grows even more. Hoseok, accomplished in provoking the man, smirks and looks away from him.
He closes his eyes and lets his body lose itself with the beat of the music. If that man wants Hoseok then he have to do more than just eye fucking Hoseok.
Hoseok feels eyes on him for as long as he dances and he knows that the man is still watching him, observing him so he moves his body in a way that allows it to show his curves and his long slender form.
Hoseok's body slows down as the music changes into something soft and low beat. He opes his eyes and looks around him to find everyone on the dance floor slowing their movement with the song. Couples doing slow dancing and those who are alone like him are going back to the bar to drink.
Hoseok's not much of a drinker. He only comes to the club to dance but he thinks he can handle at least one drink. So he stops his move and makes his way towards the bar.
He finds an empty seat and sits down. The bartender nods at him in acknowledgment and Hoseok flashes the young man a charming smile. He asks for a bottle of water and the bartender is quick to provide.
Hoseok drinks the water as his eyes observe others inside the club. The club is pretty packed for Wednesday. It's mostly filled with college going students and office going men.
The atmosphere is quite nice and the red and purple light of the club makes a good job at setting the mood.
Hoseok puts down the bottle just as the bartender slides a drink towards him. Curious, Hoseok tilted his head, “I didn’t order it.” He says.
The bartender grins, “I know, he did.” The bartender points on Hoseok's left. Hoseok, confused and curious, looks at where the bartender points. Immediately all the hair on Hoseok's body stands as he finds the catlike eyes staring at him.
The man, understanding the bartender is talking about him, raises his glass of whiskey in acknowledgement. Hoseok raises one of his perfect eyebrows. A smirk grows at the corner of his lips as he looks as the man checks him out once more. The man's pink tongue licks his dry lips and Hoseok's smirk grows even more.
He looks away from the man and takes the drink in his hand and makes a show of spinning the glass in his hand and slowly too slowly bringing it towards his lips. He takes a slow sip and immediately the bitter taste of the alcohol makes his inside grimace in disgust but he manages to keep his facade. He smacks his lips rather loudly and licks the remaining alcohol on his lips.
Hoseok looks at his side to see the desire in the man's eyes only to find the man sitting on the stool next to him. There's still a respectful distance between them but the man is close, close enough that Hoseok can feel the heat radiate out of him.
Hoseok meets the man's eyes and finds his eyes to be full of hunger and lust. Hoseok laughs, throwing his pretty slander neck back, his brown locks fall over his eyes and he makes a show of slowly removing them from his eyes.
The man has a small smile at the corner of his pink lips. His eyes greedily, hungrily takes all of Hoseok in.
“Yoongi.” The man–Yoongi says once Hoseok stops laughing. Hoseok looks at him, his own smile blooming at the corner of his lips,
“Hoseok.”
Yoongi nods, “A pretty name for a pretty boy.” Yoongi says as stare at Hoseok's lips. Hoseok's inside warms up as he slowly licks his lips.
“You're a sweet talker aren’t you?” Yoongi shrugs. His hand slowly slides down until they hover over Hoseok's thighs. Not touching but waiting to touch. Hoseok's eyes flicker between Yoongi's hand and his lustful gaze.
Hoseok nudges his knees against Yoongi's. Yoongi takes this as his sigh to grab Hoseok's thighs. A shiver runs down Hoseok's spine as he watches Yoongi's large veiny hand covering the entirety of his thighs at once. Hoseok's stomach warmed up with want.
“You had everyone captive with your moves—” Hoseok looks away from Yoongi's hand and focus on his face, “–I couldn’t look away no matter how much I tried.”
Hoseok smirks as he leans closer to Yoongi, “Is this so?” Yoongi nods, his eyes darkening the further he stares at Hoseok. Hoseok feels Yoongi's hand around his thighs to tighten a little.
“Do-do you want —” Yoongi pulls out a small card from his pocket with his free hand and it takes Hoseok a moment to understand what he's looking at. Yoongi is holding a key to one of the VIP rooms this club offers to their guests for special nights.
Hoseok's smirks grow as he feels his cock twist in his briefs. Yoongi's gaze is intense and full of lust. Hoseok looks Yoongi up and down : the man is wearing a white button down with black pants. Hoseok's eyes landed on his crotch and Yoongi spread his legs to show the thick outlines of his already hard cock.
Yoongi looks big and veiny. Exactly the way Hoseok likes his cock.
Hoseok's mouth waters.
His eyes flicker to Yoongi's and he sees a smirk curling up at the corner of the man's lips. He leans towards Hoseok, their breath mingling into one another, “Like what you see?” He questions and Hoseok lets out a small laugh.
“There's nothing to see.” Hoseok teases. He sees the way Yoongi's jaw clutches, his hands around Hoseok's thighs tighten and his nails dig into Hoseok's flash sending a jolt of arousal inside him.
“I can show you if you want?” Yoongi asks as he holds the key in his hand. Hoseok hums and looks around his surroundings. The night is still young and he knows that if he wants he can grab the attention of some others but there's just something in Yoongi's gaze that tells Hoseok that if he agrees to spend the night with him he won't regret it and Hoseok knows to trust his gut.
He looks between Yoongi's eyes and his pink lips, “Sure, show me what you got.” He says. Yoongi's hands squeeze Hoseok's thighs and his eyes sparkle with mirth.
Yoongi quickly devours the rest of his whiskey and gets on his feet. He extends his arms for Hoseok to take. Hoseok giggles softly, “What a gentleman.” He says as he puts his hand over Yoongi.
Yoongi doesn’t answer, instead he guides Hoseok through the sea of people towards the staircase that will lead them to the second floor where all the vip rooms are.
The second floor is quiet and the sound of the music is faint here. Yoongi stops right in front of room 402 and he holds his key in front of the digital lock and with a small beep the door opens.
Before Hoseok's mind can grasp what's happening he is pulled inside the room and slammed against the door. Yoongi's lips are on him instantly. His kisses are desperate, hungrier. He kisses Hoseok like he wants to devour him and tear him apart at once.
He sucks, bites and teases Hoseok. His hand slides inside Hoseok's top and goosebumps break into Hoseok's body. Yoongi shamelessly roamed his hand all over Hoseok's chest and his stomach.
His other hand goops Hoseok's ass and squeezes it. Hoseok moans into the kiss just as Yoongi dips one of his fingers into Hoseok's hole through the pants.
The warmth in Hoseok's stomach grows, his skin tingles with want. He breaks the heated kiss between them and Yoongi wastes no time in trailing kisses down Hoseok's jaw and neck.
His hand pinches Hoseok's nipples and he gasps softly. Yoongi's lips find the spot below Hoseok's ear and he starts sucking it rather harshly. Hoseok breathes through his nose as his mind clouds with lust and the want to be full.
He pushes Yoongi away and makes quick work of pulling his top out of his body. He shivers as the cold air hits his now naked upper body. Hoseok watches as Yoongi hungrily takes Hoseok's form in. His eyes turn even darker as he pulls Hoseok into another bruising kiss.
Yoongi tastes like the whiskey he drank and something else Hoseok can't pin point but he tastes delicious and it's making Hoseok mad with want.
Their hips touch and Hoseok moans brokenly when he feels Yoongi's hard cock against his own. Hoseok tries to move his hips to create some friction between their bodies but Yoongi doesn’t allow him to.
He puts his hand on Hoseok's waist, preventing him from moving it. He with practice ease unbuttoned Hoseok's pants and pulled them down.
He gasps softly when he notices Hoseok's not wearing any undergarment. A smirk lifts Yoongi's lips as a laugh escapes his lips, “You’re a slut aren’t you?” Yoongi asks, his eyes full of mirth and lust.
Hoseok's cheeks heats up as his cock-hard and leaking twist pathetically. He doesn’t answer, instead he reaches for Yoongi's shirt and unbuttones the man's shirt. He feels a little self conscious being the only one naked.
Luckily Yoongi doesn’t tease him further. He unbuttoned his own pants and pulled them down along with his underwear. His cock- big, veiny, hard and leaking stands proudly. Hoseok's mouth waters and his hole clutches around nothing as he imagines how good it will feel once Yoongi will be inside him.
When Hoseok looks at Yoongi, the man is smirking, “Now, like what you see?” Hoseok swallows the pool of saliva in his mouth and nods dumbfoundly. Yoongi's eyes shine with pride as he pulls Hoseok towards him. Their naked cock touches and Hoseok whimpers.
Yoongi is hot and big. His precum drifts over Hoseok's own cock and the lust in Hoseok grows.
Yoongi guides Hoseok towards the bed and Hoseok falls with a light bounce. He stays still as Yoongi eyes him hungrily.
“So pretty.” Yoongi says as he spreads Hoseok's legs and settles in between them. Hoseok's chest and neck heats up as the intensity of Yoongi's gaze continues to grow. His cock leaks precum into his stomach.
Yoongi's eyes roam all over him until they stop at his cock. Yoongi smirks and holds eye contact as he licks Hoseok's cock teasingly. Hoseok’s entire body jerks and a small moan leaves his lips.
Yoongi hums as he licks at Hoseok's cock head. Hoseok's hip jerks as he desperately chases the heat of Yoongi’s tongue. Yoongi puts a hand on his stomach to stop him from moving, “Salty.” He says as he shifts and his hard cock touches Hoseok's thighs.
Hoseok's hole clutches around nothing as his inside fills with the desperation to be filled. Hoseok feels Yoongi trailing kisses down his hips to his thighs.
“Yo-ongi, please.” Hoseok doesn’t know what he is begging for. Yoongi doesn’t answer him, instead he shifts his attention to Hoseok's thighs.
He sucks small hickeys into Hoseok's flash and Hoseok sighs softly. His thighs quiver and he tries to rub his thighs together to create friction on his neglected cock but Yoongi doesn’t let him.
Once he is satisfied with marking Hoseok's thighs, he folds Hoseok's thighs and lifts them until Hoseok's small hole faces him. Hoseok's cheeks heats up as Yoongi eyes his hole greedily.
Yoongi leans down and licks Hoseok's rims. Hoseok's eyes widen as a small moan leaves his lips. Yoongi spreads Hoseok's ass cheeks with both of his hands and without any warning he starts sucking on Hoseok's rim. Hoseok’s whole body jerks and moans after moans leave his lips as Yoongi continues to lick and suck until Hoseok's loose enough for him to slip his tongue inside.
Hoseok's mouth falls open as Yoongi thrust his warm tongue in and out of his hole. Hoseok's ears filled with the sound of Yoongi slurping on his ass, he sounds like he is having the time of his life. Hoseok feels Yoongi slide his middle finger along with his tongue and Hoseok moans loudly.
Yoongi starts opening up Hoseok with his fingers and tongue. Hoseok's thighs quiver as his stomach filled with knots. Tears clings at the corner of his eyelashes as his cock continues to leak precum and twist around.
“Please.” Hoseok sobs when Yoongi's finger gazes at his sweet spot. He aches his back and moans loudly. Yoongi pulls his tongue away and pushes three of his fingers inside. Hoseok looks at him through his eyelashes and finds Yoongi looking wild with drool all over his lips, his hair sticking to all places and his eyes looking wild with lust.
“You taste so fucking good. I could eat this ass all day.” He says making Hoseok's stomach twist with want. Hoseok's heart does a small flip. He opens his mouth to say something, anything when Yoongi's finger touches his sweet spot and Hoseok's eyes widen. He moans loudly and soon he starts sobbing as Yoongi's finger continues to abuse his prostate.
Hoseok feels his orgasm approaching him the longer Yoongi abuses his sweet spot, “If-if you don’t stop then-then I will come.” He says and Yoongi immediately stops all his movement.
He looks at Hoseok. A smirk on his lips, “We can't let that happen now can we?” He asks and Hoseok quickly shakes his head. Yoongi pulls his fingers out and Hoseoks lets out a small whine, his hole clutches around nothing. He feels empty.
He blinks to get rid of the tears that cling on his lashes and when he looks he finds Yoongi getting down from the bed. Hoseok, afraid that Yoongi is leaving, immediately catches his hand, “Whe-where are you going?” Hoseok asks.
Yoongi chuckles softly. He brings Hoseok's hands to his lips and places a small kiss on his palm. Hoseok's heart does a small flip, “Relax, I am not going anywhere. I will just get the condom.” He says as he gestures at his pants.
Hoseok looks at the pants and nods, “Oh.” He lets go of Yoongi's hand. He sounds disappointed even to his own ear. Yoongi raises one of his eyebrows but he doesn’t say anything. Instead he goes to where his pants are and pulls out a packet of condom and a small bottle of lube.
He returns in between Hoseok's legs. He tears open the condom and rolls it down his cock. He then lube up his cock and nudges it over Hoseok's rims a few times.
Hoseok holds his breath just as he feels the tip of Yoongi's cock entering his hole. He relaxes his body and moans softly as Yoongi slowly pushes all the way in. Hoseok's mouth opens as he feels full to his brim. Yoongi is big and he feels even bigger inside Hoseok. Hoseok feels like he can feel Yoongi in his stomach.
His hand reaches and touches his lower belly and he moans when he feels Yoongi's cock there. He hears a small sigh and finds Yoongi biting his bottom lips rather harshly.
His eyes look wild with want and he looks as affected as Hoseok. Hoseok wraps his legs around Yoongi and nudges him to move. Yoongi getting the green light, pulls all the way and then he slams right back in.
Hoseok's moans as Yoongi sets a slow and deep pace in fucking him. His mouth opens and tongue rolls out as Yoongi hits his sweet spot.
“You wanted it raw didn’t you?” Yoongi asks, his voice deep and raw with want. Hoseok opens his eyes, tears blurring his vision but he can see the smirk on Yoongi's face.
Hoseok thinks about lying but the drag of Yoongi's cock against his wall is good, so good ; he can't help but wonder how good it would have felt if it was skin to skin.
He nods, “Yes.” Yoongi's smirks grows and he thrust rather deeply. Hoseok moans loudly. Yoongi eyes roam all over Hoseok's body, his eyes linger on Hoseok's left hand.
“Tell me Hoseok, do I fuck you better than your husband?” Hoseok's heart skips a beat as his tearful eyes follow Yoongi's gaze and he watches as his gold wedding band sits prettily on his ring finger.
“N-no.” Hoseok moans as Yoongi slows his thrust and adjusts his hips. He bents Hoseok's knees and leans until their faces are inches apart. His hips slowly pick up the pace as he aims for Hoseok's sweet spot.
“My-my husband fucks me better.” Hoseok gasps just as Yoongi cock hits his sweet spot.
Yoongi tasks, his breath ghost over Hoseok's lips, “If it was true then you wouldn’t be here right now. Under me with my cock buried deep in you. My name wouldn’t be on your lips.”
Hoseok’s stomach coils with shame and the need to come. He pants and stares into Yoongi's eyes. He sees the other eyes burn with fury, “Tell me Hoseok-ah, does your husband know you’re here? That you spread your leg for the first person that approaches you?”
Hoseok's eyes stings with tears as the pleasure gets too much and his minds fogs with the need to come, “I-I don't…I-i don't spread my legs for anyone.” Hoseok says and Yoongi chuckles breathlessly.
“Then what are you doing right now? I am fucking you, aren’t I?” Yoongi quickens his pace as his cock slide in and out of his hole.
Hoseok's stomach tightens, his cock twists and leaks precum, desperate to come, “Yo-Yoongi please.” Hoseok moans. Yoongi tasks and slows down his pace just as Hoseok's about to come.
Tears of frustration fill his eyes as he gives Yoongi a mean look. Yoongi laughs, “You should leave your husband and be with me.” Yoongi says and Hoseok shakes his head.
“No…ah…No. I-I love my husband.” Hoseok says and he sees through his blurry vision the way Yoongi's jaw clutches and his cock twists inside him. He picks up his pace, slamming in and out of Hoseok, chasing his own pleasure. Hoseok has made his choice clear and Yoongi has nothing else to do.
The warmth in Hoseok's stomach returns as he feels his orgasm approaching him fast. He wraps his arms Yoongi and pulls him closer, Yoongi catches his lips into a desperate kiss. Hoseok's cock traps between their bodies.
Yoongi's thrust gets sloppier and desperate. Hoseok knows Yoongi's close, he can feel it. With a few more thrust Yoongi spills inside the condom and a moment later Hoseok comes on his stomach.
His entire body shakes and minds empties as only pleasure remains in his mind and body. He slowly closes his eyes as he feels Yoongi sucking a hickey on his neck. He hugs him tightly and it makes Yoongi's cock to gaze at his prostate once and he moans softly.
Hoseok's eyes open at the feeling of something warm on his stomach. He looks down and finds Yoongi cleaning his come from his stomach. He has already discarded his condom and cleaned himself. Their eyes meet and Yoongi smirks.
Hoseok sighs softly when Yoongi finishes cleaning him up. Yoongi walks away to the bathroom and Hoseok takes the moment to stare at the ceiling. The red light above his head blinks back at him. Hoseok absentmindedly twists his wedding band.
He is pulled back into reality when he feels the bed dip down Yoongi's face appearing in front of him. Yoongi without any words leans down and kisses Hoseok on the lips. This kiss is completely different from the one they shared just an hour ago.
This time, the kisses are soft and tender and they make Hoseok's heart flatter and Hoseok to be filled with butterflies.
When they pull away, Yoongi's eyes are soft and there's a small smile at the corner of his lips. Hoseok's own lips stretch into their heart-shaped grin as gently cups Yoongi's face, “I can't believe you got jealous of yourself.” Hoseok says as he eyes the matching wedding band on Yoongi's ring finger.
Hoseok's husband shrugs, his eyes filled with mirth, “I want you only to be mine even when we are roleplaying.” Yoongi answers and Hoseok's smile grows, his eyes shining with love.
He pecks Yoongi on the lips, “I am always yours, even when we are roleplaying.” He says and Yoongi's eyes soften. He sighs softly and nuzzles his nose into Hoseok's cheeks.
“It was nice, pretending to be a stranger and making you mine. We should do it again sometimes.” Yoongi says and Hoseok hums softly. He is not against the idea. He did enjoyed what they did today and he loves being wanted by Yoongi in every way.
“Only if you don’t wear a condom.” Hoseok says. Yoongi laughs, his shoulders shakes and eyes fills with mirth,
“You love it when I mark you as mine huh?” He teases.
Hoseok nods, “I do, yes.” He answers honestly.
Yoongi's eyes soften and he let's out a breathy chuckles, “How about we go home and I fuck you again. This time exactly the way you want.” Hoseok perks up, his stomach warming up at the thought of feeling his husband coming inside him.
He grins and nods, “I would love that.”
~Fins.~