"Fuck, just like that!" Mr. Lee moaned out in the storage cupboard, his hands pressed flat against the wall while Yoongi pushed himself inside at the same ruthless speed he was used to.

Rolling his eyes at his teacher's shameless whines, Yoongi gripped onto his hips harder and slammed into him with all the force he could find. He had needed a quick energy release, and his secretly submissive maths professor seemed like the right person. Yoongi was getting quite tired of sex being a competition, something to be analysed and critiqued.

Which was highly ironic given that he himself had come up with the idea.

Pushing Mr. Lee further against the wall, Yoongi did a few final sloppy thrusts become cumming and pulling out quickly, not particularly caring that his teacher hadn't reached his orgasm yet. Mr. Lee slumped breathless against the wall, already grabbing his own cock and pumping it a few times before climaxing himself.

"Perhaps we could get coffee sometime away from campus," Mr. Lee began but Yoongi cut him off.

"I tell you this every time Taeyong," Yoongi sighed, pulling his sweatpants back on and pressing his hair back down, "No."

"I know I'm your professor but-"

"Fucking your professor? That's sexy. Dating your professor? Not so much," Yoongi replied, leaving Mr. Lee alone in a musty storage cupboard, cum still on his hands and his face a picture of dejection.

***

Yoongi shamelessly palmed himself as he watched Hoseok get ready. Tonight it was round two, and Yoongi was on territory he knew too well. He was fucking the redhead in front of him who was deciding between a blue and green thong.

"I'm just going to rip it off you anyway," Yoongi whined, wanting Hoseok to get ready so they could begin.

"I will deduct points if any of my lingerie is harmed - this shit is expensive," Hoseok replied, deciding on the neon green one before the group entered the room again.

It was becoming a strange sort of weekly meet up. Jimin looked as cold as ever, completely unreadable as always. Yoongi noticed the blush that had crept on Namjoon's face, and he saw that Jin was standing next to him with a smirk. At least some people were happy with the situation at hand.

"Round two commences," Taehyung said, his hand gestures wild as he tried to make some dramatic effect, "Who will win? Will it be home champion Min Yoongi or newcomer Park Jimin-"

"Enough with this bullshit, all of you out!" Hoseok commanded, ushering them all out of their dorm room.

The pair looked at each other for a moment. They had done this so many times before that it seemed oddly forced to have planned this hook up.

"You know how much I like it when you dance for me," Yoongi whispered into Hoseok's ear, going to sit on his own bed while Hoseok sauntered across the room to his speaker.

The room filled with some Beyonce song Yoongi couldn't have cared less about, Hoseok dimmed the harsh lighting so that the air felt thicker. Lustier. And a whole lot hotter. Placing himself in front of Yoongi, Hoseok dipped down in front of him, touching his toes as he pushed his perky ass into the air.

He moved gracefully towards Yoongi, rolling his body slowly and seductively. Slowly he peeled off his t-shirt and jeans to reveal the very small, very green thong which was being stretched by the bulge in his crotch. Yoongi's favourite part of Hoseok's strip tease was the moment that Hoseok would sit on his lap, grinding into Yoongi's erection with his perfectly shaped ass.

Yoongi placed his hands on Hoseok's gyrating hips, sucking and licking his torso in all the places he knew would drive the redhead crazy. Sure enough, Hoseok threw back his head with soft groans as he continued to move against Yoongi's crotch, tantalising friction building between them.

Pulling off his own shirt, Yoongi allowed Hoseok full access to his neck and chest which he knew the boy enjoyed peppering with dark purple hickies. As the younger sucked on his neck, Yoongi met Hoseok's ass by grinding his own crotch upwards, his erection begging for some kind of friction.

"I need some release," Yoongi whispered huskily into Hoseok's ear, who hovered above Yoongi's crotch as the elder pulled down his own sweatpants and trousers to reveal his throbbing cock.

Hoseok rested on Yoongi's thighs as he rolled the condom down onto Yoongi's shaft, making the boy wince at the feeling of the younger's fingers on his sensitive cock. Hoseok knew how to make Yoongi go wild.

Pushing Yoongi's cock inside his ass, Hoseok adjusted himself to a straddling position over Yoongi's lap before moving. Rocking back and forth, Hoseok enjoyed watching Yoongi's eyes shut and he mouth fall open at the sensation and waves of pleasure rocking through him. Yoongi met the boy's movements with his own thrusts upwards, his dick almost knowing instinctively where Hoseok's prostate was and hitting it straight on.

Hoseok's moans weren't like Taehyung's. They were quieter at first, but soon became lower and lower and louder and louder as Yoongi continued hitting the spot he knew would make Hoseok shake with pleasure. Gripping onto Yoongi's shoulders, Hoseok cried out in pleasure as Yoongi quickened his thrusts, and all the younger could do was bounce on his cock and allow his body to be controlled by Yoongi's powerful hands.

Removing one hand from Hoseok's waist, Yoongi began to stroke the younger's cock which was already wet with precum.

"You love this fucking cock don't you?" Yoongi groaned into Hoseok's ear, and all the younger could do was moan in response to such filthy words.

His whole body shaking, Hoseok came into Yoongi's hand, his body rocking gently as he attempted to ride Yoongi out to his orgasm. The sight of Hoseok looking so fucked out was enough to send Yoongi over the edge, and he soon climaxed after.

Breathless, Hoseok fell onto the bed next to him and laughed.

"We haven't fucked like that since freshman year."

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this book low-key just an excuse to write smut with all my fave ships.

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