"Hey, Nerdie,"

Yoongi bit his lip hard as his body quivered at the sudden erection strikes him, making him clench his hands into fists. Closing his legs together as he can feel himself growing hard.

Hoseok's hand runs up his thigh in a tickling manner sending chills down his spine and causing him to jerk.

He gulped loudly, Adam's apple bobbing up. He tilted his head to the mustard-haired boy sitting beside him, greening sheepishly who's seem to be enjoying teasing the latter.

Glaring at him, "Hoseok, stop it!" Yoongi hissed, but the said male did not listen and continued to tease him as his hand moved up to his inner thigh.

Tears brimming in Yoongi's eyes in biting his lip hard, not caring if it bleeds just to prevent himself from letting the moan escape his mouth. Considering that they're in the classroom with a teacher teaching in front.

"Keep quiet, Yoongi, if you don't want to get caught by Mrs. Kim," Hoseok arred, but the tease is visible in his voice. Hand now inside Yoongi's underwear.

Yoongi glanced to Mrs. Kim to see her busy discussing and look like ain't noticing anything yet, which removed a plug right buried on his beating heart, before turning back to Hoseok, sending him a death glare.

"I said, stop it," he said through gritted teeth.

"What if I don't? What will you do? Tell Mrs. Kim? Go on," Hoseok smirked, resting his head on his arm. Tapping his fingers on the table whilst his other hand was still inside Yoongi's underwear, giving him a slow handjob.

"I—" Yoongi was cut off by a moan slipped out his mouth, and he quickly covered his mouth as Hoseok rubbed his pre-leaking tip harshly in a circular motion.

Yoongi glared at him. "You're an asshole, I hate you!" Yoongi abruptly stood up and ran out of the class which gained the whole class's attention.

Mrs. Kim looked at the door worriedly, wondering what happened. She looks over to Hoseok and gave him a questioning look.

"Let me check on him," Hoseok uttered and Mrs. Kim nodded her head, and go back to teaching.

___

Hoseok walked down the corridor, looking through empty rooms in case Yoongi had run to any of them.

He had already checked the bathroom but Yoongi is not there. The latter is nowhere to be found, and this is his fault.

But he couldn't stop chuckling remembering how red Yoongi was earlier holding back himself. Hoseok felt sorry, but to be real, he enjoyed it, and the fact that it satisfied him somehow turned him on.

The face Yoongi held earlier is just so funny for him. Saying that he likes teasing Yoongi is an understatement. Yoongi looks so hot already by just playing with his cock a bit — he can imagine how sexy Yoongi was oozing cum, soaked in sweat, and screaming his name.

He would love to see the school's nerd wet and freckles under his control. Begging for him to ruin him.

Hoseok was snapped out of his salacious thoughts as a sound of whimpers broke into his ear, stopping him from his trance. He looked to the abandoned music room, and the sound is coming inside.

He furrowed his brows. He knows that he should mind his own business and proceed on looking to the messing boy, but he can't help himself to get curious. What if it's Yoongi?

So he did, he walked into the room and there, he saw Yoongi on the floor, sweating. His uniform is now unbuttoned and his face scrunched up as if he's in pain. He must admit, the latter looks so hot.

"H-help me, please…" Yoongi croaked out, snapping him back to his senses.

He looked down to the mint-haired boy who is now a mess. But then, a sinister smirk appeared on his face. "And tell me why would I do that?" He inquired, smirking teasingly.

Yoongi huffed in disbelief. "Hello? First of all, you're the one who caused this. Second of all, if you didn't touch me, then this perchance not standing. Third of all, it's your fault!" Yoongi spats sarcastically with an eye roll.

Hoseok raised his hands in the air as a sign of surrender. "Fine, fine, calm down."

He sighs and started stripping right in front of the sub, surprising Yoongi. "Hey! What are you doing?"

Hoseok looked at him contemptuously as if he's the stupidest person on earth. "What? You want me to fuck you with my clothes on?" He said in an obvious tone.

Yoongi blushed in embarrassment and quickly looked away.

"What are you still doing? Show me your glorious body, baby. Don't be shy." Hoseok's silk-deep voice flowed in his ear, blushing even more at the pet name the older male used.

Yoongi slowly removed his uniform. Biting his nails nervously, eyes on the ground, avoiding to look at the older one's gaze as he knew to himself that it will only make him redder.

Yoongi felt embarrassed doing this, but he had no choice. It hurts so fucking much, he will just deal with the possible consequences later.

He puts down his hands on his side to use as a balance whilst he slowly spreads out his legs for Hoseok to have a view of his wet pinkish hole.

Hoseok's mouth agape, couldn't still believe what his eyes are seeing right now. Gazing upon the beautiful skin of the white male, a drool leaked in the side of his mouth.

Yoongi furrowed, confused as to why the other bully still hasn't done anything on him. He looks up to Hoseok, he blushed at how the way the older stared at his body.

"W-what are you still waiting for? J-just do it," Yoongi snapped, and Hoseok turned his head to look at him. A deathly leer forms on his lips, walking towards the kitten laying on the cold floor, exposed.

He bent down to his level, moving closer to him until their faces met, causing Yoongi to flinch.

Hoseok raised his hand to cup his cheek, tracing his finger on Yoongi's jawline. Smirking, he moved his head to the side and whispered into Yoongi's ear in a voice that could surely make him cum in just a second; "don't be too excited, baby boy."

Yoongi gulped, it was as if ants are running up to his body, as he was eager for the man to fuck him already.

When Hoseok uses that voice — it only turns him on more. And he could tell that the mustard-haired is enjoying teasing him.

Hoseok backed away to have a look at the precious body displayed freely just for him.

"I can't imagine it right now. The school's nerd is spreading his legs in front of me with all his glory."

A blush creeps on Yoongi's cheeks, looking away shyly. "Oh, shut up and just fucking do it," he mumbles, making Hoseok chuckle.

"Alright baby boy, since I like you too…" He walks over to Yoongi and crouched down in front of him.

Caressing his cheek softly, he stared at his brown glowing eyes that were staring back at him.

Yoongi felt soft and plump lips gently pressed against his own, and Hoseok started moving slowly. He closes his eyes to feel more, feeling the other's hand running in his back.

Yoongi sat up and suddenly aggressively grabbed the back of his hair, deepening the kiss. Hoseok smiled through the kiss, seeing Yoongi getting desperate to pull him even closer that gives him confidence.

Wow, he doesn't know that this nerd is a good kisser. The way Yoongi's mouth moved faster to match at his pace just tells enough about himself. And he loves to see it. Yoongi's lips taste so freaking sweet, he could easily get drunk at his sweetness.

He gently pushed him down and hovered over him, placing his hand in each side of his head, still not breaking the kiss.

But soon— for the sake of what they called 'oxygen' they had to pull away. They stare at each other with a solemn eye with one desire, breathing heavily. A thin string of saliva connecting their mouths.

Hoseok smirked, he moved to Yoongi's neck and started leaving kisses on his skin.

"AHH~" Yoongi moaned lightly, massaging his tit gently. Closing his eyes as he's feeling the smooth bloody lips of the Dom kissing below his chin going down his Adam's apple.

Hoseok's crotch brushed against his exposed hole whilst he left a hickey on his bare chest. Loving the artworks he makes in his brand.

Hoseok stared at Yoongi's pinkish nipple. Trailing his finger lightly around his nipple.

"You have such very beautiful nipples, baby." Yoongi blushed at his compliments, couldn't hide the smile as he looks at the man on top of him through squint eyes.

Hoseok looked at him seductively, he bit his lip through a smirk. Raising his two fingers, he stuck out his tongue and licked his fingers slowly without breaking eye contact with the younger. Showing to him how much of a good licker he is.

Without a warning, he pressed his wet fingers against Yoongi's warm hole and ground it relentlessly in a tickling manner; giving him a reason to let out a loud moan.

"A-AHH! AHHH!"

Yoongi whimpered, turning his head to the side. Hands clenched in a fist.

Hoseok secretly inserts his middle finger inside his hole. Moving his hand upwards, his palm pressed against the nerves near Yoongi's balls. And he started moving his fingers along with hitting the nerves nearby his balls with his palm, causing the poor boy to jerk.

"A-ahh!" Yoongi's legs quivered, moans escaped his mouth freely and carelessly. Chills run down his abdomen making him squirm slightly.

Watching Yoongi's face become red in pleasure, and listening to the pleasurable moans the mint-haired boy makes — Hoseok can feel his dick twist as he himself gets hard by the sight of the younger becoming a moaning mess.

He bent down and took Yoongi's dick into his mouth, moving his finger in a circular motion. He inserts a second finger in his hole and started bobbing his head.

"N-nghh~"

Yoongi arched his back, pushing himself deep inside the other's mouth motioning for him to move faster, to which Hoseok quickly complied.

He moved his fingers ruthlessly faster while he sucks with Yoongi's dick. Giving him a blowjob while fingering him at the same time.

Yoongi sat up a little, leaning his back against the table. He watches Hoseok pop his head up and down, deeply until he could already feel the back of his throat.

Hoseok let go of his dick with a loud pop and pulled out his fingers. Looking up to the mint-haired boy, sweating and breathing heavily.

His lips linger before it forms into a smirk. Yoongi smiles and wipes the saliva on the side of his lip.

Hoseok puts his arms under Yoongi's legs, and Yoongi wraps his neck around his neck. He lifted him bridal style and put him down gently on the table.

He stared at Yoongi's perfect sexy body, admiring and appreciating the slimmed curves. Damn, Yoongi looks so hot. If he looks pretty with skirts, he looks prettier without clothes on.

And God, he could stare at his body forever without getting bored.

"Why don't you take a pic? It wouldn't last forever." Yoongi's voice broke into his ears, bringing him back to reality. He didn't notice himself staring too long.

And when he looks up, he was met with a pair of hazel eyes. He can feel his cheeks heated up and he swiftly looked away. The smirk Yoongi is wearing held something that makes him feel even flustered that he can't look in his eyes.

"What happened, daddy? Why are you suddenly quiet? Where's your confidence, gone?" Yoongi teased. 

And oh boy, his mistake as Hoseok quickly looked up to him with now dark intimidating eyes that tell dangerous.

Hoseok grabbed his hip harshly down the edge of the table, and slams his dick inside Yoongi's entrance without a warning, and started thrusting quickly without even waiting for the poor boy to adjust.

"AHH~ A-AHHH~" Yoongi moaned loudly.

Hoseok grabs his jaw and forces him to look in his deadly glare. Thrusting relentlessly into him. Breathing sharply and he says between every thrust; "Don't," he stops and slapped hard inside him, giving Yoongi a reason to let out a loud moan as he hits his prostate.

"Ever,"

"AHH!"

"Talk," he held Yoongi's hip firmly with one hand, while the other is gripping his jaw.

"AHH!"

"To me like that,"

Suddenly, he slaps Yoongi across his cheek hardly, leaving a mad red handprint. Yoongi can feel the burning sensation on his left cheek, it surely does hurt him — but he doesn't care. All he focuses on is the feeling of big and long thing going in and out of him, giving a heavenly feeling he could ever wish for.

"Ever again!" Hoseok screamed at his face and slapped him again.

Hoseok grabbed his hair making him look up at the ceiling, and fastened his pace. Pounding on him at an animalistic speed. Not caring that he already made cuts on the latter's hole.

"AHH~ Mmhh~"

"AHHH~ A-AHH~"

"NGHH~ UHH"

The once quiet room is now filled with loud luscious moans coming from both the boys.

Later on, Hoseok started to feel the familiar sensation pooling inside his lower abdomen. And they came at the same time, him inside Yoongi; and just then, the bell rang.

He slowly pulled out his dick letting the cums drip on the floor. He smiles confidently, watching the cums oozing out Yoongi's hole.

Yoongi's body becomes limp, and he let his hands fall in his sides. Breathing heavily, trying to catch his breath. Eyes half-closed, sweating excessively.

Hoseok picked up his clothes from the floor and put them on. A thick smell of sex covered his suit, but he doesn't care. He will just spray it with his perfume later.

What he's concerned about now is Yoongi. He looks like he gonna pass out at any moment, he's not sure if he can walk with that now. He also felt guilty somehow seeing his entire face red with his handprints.

"I'm sorry, did I hurt you so badly?" He asks worriedly, coming towards Yoongi, wearing a worried expression on his face.

Yoongi beamed, "No, I'm fine, thank you," Yoongi replied, now sitting up.

"No problem, you did great too," Hoseok muttered, he cradled the safe side of his face softly.

"So, I'll get going now. Here, clean yourself." He hands him a handkerchief which Yoongi gladly took and mumbled a small 'thank you.'

Hoseok walks towards the door and was about to go out when — "Hoseok!"

He turned around to Yoongi, giving him a questioning look.

"Can you, possibly… keep it just between us?" Yoongi asked, looking unsure.

Hoseok smiled, "Don't worry, you can count on me." He winked and walks out the door, leaving Yoongi to himself to change.