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Rated: Fluff/Smut

Scenario: J-Hope is in college, and he has been dating you for over two years now. On this years anniversary, he has a huge plan set out to surprise you. He's ready for the next big step, but are you ready for him to ask?

P: Hoseok x Reader

Requests by:

lillymacd

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You weren't sure when it began, nor were you sure how you guys met, but you sure remember how he asked you out for the first time.

You had been sitting at the lunch table with your so-called friends on a bright Friday afternoon.

(They were more like an unwanted company that you only spoke to because they had begun to speak to you one day.)

He approached the table, acknowledging them, before looking in your direction.
Nervously, he scratched the back of his neck, stumbling on his words before asking,

"Y/N, would you like to go out on a date with me?"

Hoseok had always been the class clown, and you had him for at least three classes in college.
You weren't exactly interested in dating at the time, nor did you find anyone in your class attractive, not until you laid eyes on him.

"Oh yeah, that's how we met," you remembered.

On his first day in college, he had run in with two soda bottles under his arms and excused himself profoundly when he interrupted the class.

You sat up from your extremely comfortable and lazy position, adjusting your posture to try and seem awake.

The professor stood silent, watching how he shuffled his way up the small steps to his desk. He placed his bag down, and the sodas on the desk as he tried to fix his hair.

He had a nice skin complexion, his cheeks prominently high, and a sweet smile.

Your stomach began grumbling, not out of hunger, but more out of excitement.

The professor coughed, redirecting the student's attention to the front.

"And you are?" she asked, putting her expo marker down, and walking to her desk to check the role.

"Jung Hoseok."

"Ah, that guy," was all she could say.

Apparently, he had built up a reputation so badly, that it had followed him all the way to college.
Nonetheless, you'd be seeing more of him that week.

He was rather confusing, doing and saying some of the most insane things during class.
All of his randomnesses usually made the class laugh, speeding up the endless period while at the same time, keeping you awake for most of the lesson.

Also, every day, he would come in with something under his arm.
You thought he was going mad as he brought in;

Chips

Cardboard boxes

Soda bottles

Cups

Paper plates

A horn

A chandelier

A crowbar

An old tire

Plastic bottles in a huge bag
And so much more.

Curiosity kept building in your body as you tried to figure out how all those things would fit in any one class's curriculum.
Luckily, your curiosity would be quenched that week.

On Thursday afternoon, you had decided to go to the library, passing by the auditorium which was full of students still.
You figured it was for the theater club, so you ignored the loud commotion coming from its direction.
The library was only a couple of feet ahead, and it should have been a quick drop-off, yet something held you back.
You had picked up several books to read for a project and wanted to return them before the librarian began bothering you still, your curiosity begged you to check out the commotion coming from the direction of the huge theater door.

That's when you saw it.

The chandelier raised high above the stage.

Unconsciously, you walked in, looking around the place as you went.

Off to the side were all the items he had brought at some point.
Down below the stage was a crowd of people, all gathered around reading some sort of script, going over lines while giggling.

You continued your march around, scanning the place for more of the things he had brought.

Reaching center stage, you were confused when you heard someone yell "Duck!", your body is thrown forward as if someone had pushed you down.

It was him, Hoseok.

"Wow, you nearly got hit by the chandelier, are you okay? Didn't you hear me yell duck?" he asks, both concerned over you and scolding you.

His strong arms were wrapped around your body, picking you up from the wooden floor he'd thrown you onto.

"Well, yeah, but I didn't know why? Plus, I thought you meant to look at a duck not actually duck duck," you remarked sarcastically.

He only chuckled.

Walking over to the chandelier, he grabbed the rope that was tied to it and harnessed it to the side of the stage, making sure to make a knot so that it wouldn't slip.

He walked over to you, extending his hand and waiting patiently for yours. You looked up at him, a bit confused at first as you registered his gesture.

You extended your hand out, receiving his warmly.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Jung Hoseok."

"Nice to meet you Hoseok, I'm
Y/N."

"Y/N... I like your name" he said, blushing slightly.

You nodded bashfully.

"I like yours too Hobi."

He looked at you confused, his eyebrows furrowed as he let go of your hand somewhat rushed.

You giggled at the awkward face he was making.

"Your shirt... That's what it says." You pointed, trying to show him you were only reading his shirt's tag.

He had on a huge sweater vest with a small white tag on it, with what you supposed was his name written on it.

"Ahh, you scared me there for a sec."

"Why? Because I know your nickname?"

"Yeah.."

"Well don't worry Hobi, that's not all I know about you."

He stood there stunned.

"I must go, I only came here out of curiosity. See you in class tomorrow!" You said, pushing past him and running towards the stage entrance.

"Tomorrow? Class? Wait! We have a class together??"

~

The next day you saw him coming in with another weird object, a pipe.

As soon as he walked in, he scanned the room, spotting you on the third row and running up to sit next to you.

"Early for once?" You asked, scooting over for him to sit.
He smiled at you, his eyes darting from your face to the top of his desk.

"Haha, so you've noticed I'm always late."

"That's not something to be proud of," you whispered, taking out your notebook for the class.

You looked over at him, watching as he looked for his notebook in his bag, and then turned to listen to the professor speak.

Maybe he was a dork, but he always paid close attention in class, and never had he once disrespected a teacher.

You admired that of him.

That and the way he made sure to keep everyone awake during class.

"Stop staring, you'll make a hole in my face with your eyes," he whispered not even flinching as he stared up ahead.

"Sorry," you mumbled shyly, looking down at his bag.

The metal pipe stood out like a sore thumb between you and him, and your curiosity was killing you.

"It's for the theater club. They're props. My dad helps me make them at home. At least the ones used to hit people with. I can always show you after school, " he offered, still looking straight at the teacher.

"Sure Hobi, I'd love that," you mumbled, looking turning your head quickly to look at the board.
You could feel his eyes piercing into you as you said that, a small grin forming across your face.

You both hit it off well after that.
You'd go see him after school every day, and he'd try his best to arrive a bit earlier so he could help you study.
Soon, you learned he was actually a lot smarter than he appeared, impressing you with his knowledge of both language arts and history.
His acting wasn't that bad either, making you laugh, cry and fall in complete love with him.

So when he asked you on a date you were more than willing to comply, your friends cheering you on from behind.

"You got a real hot one Y/N," they said.

Soon, one date became two, two dates became three, and so on for two years.
You had become official long before, on your first date, when at the end of the night he pulled you aside to ask you to be his girl.

Now, celebrating your 2-year anniversary only meant good things.
You had mentally prepared yourself for that afternoon.

You were sitting in class, looking over at the clock impatiently.
He had texted you earlier that morning to tell you he had a surprise for you and he also wanted you to know that:

'Tonight was the night'.

Your brain could only wonder.
Immediately, you knew what he meant.

Sex.

Or at least you thought you did.
Both of you had waited for sex and made it a deal that you'd hold out as long as you could. You thought that tonight would be the night Hobi would let loose all of the built-up sexual tension.

You would get home early, skipping theatre club like you guys always did on your anniversary, or at least what you had agreed on.

The class bell finally rang, dismissing you promptly.
You took no time running out and getting into your car.
Stopping by the convenience store, you made your way to the back, scanning the shelves for the necessary items.
You grabbed a box of condoms and lube.

"Nothing wrong with being prepared," You thought.

The clerk thought otherwise.

Finally arriving home, you fidgeted with the knob, so excited that you couldn't even put the key incorrectly.
The door finally opened.

Running up towards your room, you became hectic while looking for what to wear for that night.
You couldn't just wear anything.
It had to be memorable.
It had to make Hoseok want to fuck you senseless. Or at least want to.

Your eyes fell on a small box at the very corner of your closet.

You had once gone to Victoria secret with your 'friends and bought cute lingerie but never thought you'd actually use them so you had kept them in a box in your closet, unused, and untouched by anyone.

"Tonight is the night I use you guys!" You thought, pulling the box out and onto your bed.

Next, you pulled out a nice pair of black jeans, a flower-designed top, and some nice black heels. Not fancy, yet, knowing Hobi, he'd probably need easy access to you, so your best bet was a top easy to pull off, and some nice jeans to complement the look.

"Make it easy for him, but not too obvious."

Rummaging through your drawers, you pulled out your razor, shaving cream, and wax, pulling your hair back in a ponytail as you prepared yourself for battle.

"Time to pull out the big guns!" You thought, running into the shower as quickly as possible.

The only thing running through your mind was the feeling of Hobi's lips on yours.
It had been a while since your last date, and speaking frankly, you were ready for the next big step.
Your hormones had begun to run wild every time you saw him, sometimes even bringing you to have to excuse yourself to the restroom during class to 'handle things' before shit got 'messy'.
Finishing your shower, you wrapped yourself with a towel and walked out.
The wax was heated, razor-sharp, and your body ready.
You lathered your legs with shaving cream and began the tedious task of shaving, your mind still stuck with the image of Hoseok touching you.

With the wax, you cleaned off your eyebrows, peach fuzz around your lips, and armpit hair. Next, you looked down between your legs.

"Trim? Wax? Or shave? Hmmm... What would Hobi like?"

Your imagination began to run wild as you imagined Hobi's lips tailing their way down your stomach and down in between your legs. You shuddered.
Grabbing a pair of scissors, you began trimming as much as possible, going in with the razor next, and opting for wax between your folds.
You cleaned as much as possible, playing around for a while as you made a heart shape out of your pubic hair, before removing it all.

You sighed.

"Hmm.... Em I really ready?"

You shook your head as if getting rid of bad thoughts. Of course, you were ready.
You needed this.
Both of you guys needed this.
You were nervous beyond belief.

It wouldn't be the first guy you had dated, but he would be the first to ever touch you the way you wanted to be touched.

Finally cleaning everything up, you ran into your room, changed into your clothes, and went into the restroom to do your hair.
Simple.
You put on light makeup consisting of; Eyeshadow primer, nude eye shadow, eyeliner, and mascara.

Brushing your eyebrows a bit, you bit your lip as you looked back to your bed.
There, sitting on it, was a plastic bag full of lube and condoms.

Were you being a pervert by buying them ahead of time?

"Nah, it's never bad to be prepared."

It was just in case he forgot in the heat of the moment to bring some of his own.
Pulling out a small carry bag, you placed three condoms.
(Not because you planned on fucking more than once, more for the sake of not knowing the size of his package if you know what I mean.)

Then, you placed the small bottle of lube in, bidding it behind your wallet.
You sprayed some light perfume on yourself and turned to your mirror.

Perfect.

Just as you were about to put on some jewelry, you heard a honk at the front of your apartment.
You lacked time to put on any jewelry, so you just shrugged it off, convincing yourself that it would only get in the way.
Opening the door of your apartment, you saw your beloved boyfriend parked, waiting for you with a huge smile. His eyes were tender, looking at you sweetly as you walked down towards the car.

"Wow, you look stunning Y/N," he gasped when you climbed into the car.

"Thanks, babe, you yourself look very handsome today."

He grinned, leaning in to give you a peck.
You closed your eyes, savoring the feeling of his soft lips on yours.

He was wearing a blue sweatshirt, black jeans, and black shoes.

You seemed somewhat overdressed for the occasion but ignored it, smiling sweetly as he drove off.

"So where are we off to today sweetie?" You asked, looking down at your phone to turn it off for the evening.

You didn't need interruptions, much fewer calls from anyone in your family.
They had the odd habit of calling during dates, especially after you had begun to date Hobi.

"I made reservations at a nice restaurant darling. Nothing fancy, but you'll love it," he grinned.

Nothing made you happier than hearing his sweet voice, making it hard to pay much attention to what he had said.
Looking out the window, you began recognizing the streets he was driving by.

Finally coming to a stop, you arrived at a small Korean BBQ restaurant, your stomach grumbling as you smelled the aroma of cooked meat from outside.

"Remember Y/N?"

"How could I forget? This was where we came for our first date Hobi."

"Yeah, I remember how we got lost and this was the first place we got to. I had nothing planned nor did I know if it was a good place for a first date, but I regretted nothing. The smile on your face as you ate, made me the happiest man alive."

You chuckled at his remark.

You remembered that day clearly, a date that would be extremely hard to forget.
He had asked you out on a date for the weekend, picking you up in his old car.
As luck would have it, the car broke down halfway in the city, and you both were completely lost.

The navigational system only through you guys off more, and you soon became hungry. He mentally punched himself for not asking his dad to lend him his car, for not actually having a good plan for where to eat, and for having to make a last-minute decision on where to go.
To make matters worse, it began to rain.

He pulled his jacket off and gave it to you, not wanting you to get soaked.
That was one of the first sweet gestures he ever did for you.
You had always seen his goofy side, but seeing his gentle side made your body feel all bubbly inside.

Just as he was about to call a cab and take you home, you both walked right in front of this particular Korean BBQ.
Both your stomachs grumbled at the smell of meat, and you giggled, agreeing to eat there for your date.

"Will you be my girlfriend Y/N?" he asked after the meal was over.

"You took me out on a date without knowing where to go, the car broke down, I was hungry and got drenched, and might be getting a fever, and you have the nerve to ask me to be your girlfriend?" You said sarcastically.

Apparently, it didn't register in his brain, for he looked down, ashamed.

"Hoseok, you have to be one of the craziest, yet loveable guys I've ever met in my life. Of course, I'll be your girlfriend. Why in gods name would anyone say no to you?" You giggled.

It was as if he had been rewired and brought back to life.
He leaped towards you, hugging you tightly before leaning down to kiss you.

Your first kiss.

Now, sitting inside of the same old BBQ place, you felt your heart pound out of excitement, more than grateful for ever falling in love with someone like him.
The same old lady who had served you that day saw you guys and immediately began to smile, walking up to your table and greeting you guys.
She asked for your order first, then his, repeating your order twice before leaving the table.

You weren't sure if it was just you, or maybe the glistening of the light, but you thought you'd seen her wink at Hobi.
You dismissed it as a mistake, looking back at Hobi who was nervously looking around.

"What's wrong honey?" You asked, curious to know why he was acting so nervous.

"N-nothing!" He blurted looking up at you before looking behind you.

The lady was coming with your order, placing the food around for you guys to eat.
She smiled politely, asking if you needed anything else, and when you guys said no, she left with a "congratulations," escaping her lips.

"What?" You asked, but she didn't turn around.

"Did you hear her Hobi?"

"Nope, no clue what you're talking about," he mumbled, his mouth full of food.

You shrugged, becoming a bit more suspicious as the date went on.

You enjoyed his company, the way he smiled at you, his jokes (which his friend had taught him), and his way of entertaining you.
You loved his nobility, honesty, and the way he handled you when angry.
He was perfect, so perfect that you often asked yourself if you really deserved a guy like him.
You guys we're finally finished.

He sat back, patting his stomach at how full he was while smiling at you.
You grinned, looking down at your plates.
He sure had eaten a lot this time around.

"What's next?" You asked, hoping to be correct in assuming it would be a motel.

"Wait up darling, we still need dessert."

He raised his hand, signaling at the old lady, who only nodded before turning around and going into the back of the restaurant.
You scrunched your nose up, confused.

"Dessert? Hobi we never order dessert. Remember, I'm usually full by the end of the meal I-"

You were interrupted by the sound of familiar voices.

Your family, who had gathered around you when you least had expected, was now staring at you guys, all huddled in a circle around the table.
You were confused to where they had come from, looking around hoping to see some sort of magical hidden portal that had brought them there.

Next thing you know, there's a small cake in front of you, a flower adornment smackdown the middle, the petals closed and upright.

"Aw, must be fun to be in love," someone said, followed by, "she grew up so fast," from your parents.

"HOLD THE FUCK UP, can someone please explain to me what's going on?"

That's when Hoseok got up from his seat, walking around towards you. His body was shaking a bit, his ears noticeably red as you stared him in the eyes.

The whole restaurant had gone silent.

You could practically hear everyone's breathing, the moment becoming still as Hobi knelt next to you.

"Y/N, darling," he cleared his throat to speak.

"When we first meet, I thought you were a stalker, a lunatic a crazy girl with no sense of humor, but your sarcasm and cute giggles intrigued me, making me want to know more about you. I regret absolutely nothing about the day I sat next to you in class.
You became my best friend, someone who understood my struggles, and why my reputation as the class clown had followed me into college. You were the first to actually believe in me when I decided to pursue a career in dancing and theater and extended a warm hand when I finally decided to get my own place. I've learned to cry, laugh, and smile so brightly with you.
You pushed me forward, pulled me to safety, walked next to me against all odds, and gave me advice when I needed it most. Darling, I truly have fallen in love with you. My heart aches in excitement every morning when I know I'll get to see your beautiful smile.
You have made me the happiest man in this world already, yet I have one last thing to ask of you..."

He opened the flower adornment to reveal a ring.
You looked at him in shock, your heart spreading up and thumping loudly in your chest.

"With the permission of your parents, and right here in front of everyone, I want to ask...Will you marry me?"

His hands were enveloping yours, sweat transferring onto them as he squeezed them, the ring tightly against your skin.
Everyone began cheering, laughing, and commenting on how cute he'd been.
Your eyes filled up with tears, overflowing in excitement, and happiness.
From behind the register, staff members had gathered to see the spectacle, and soon, the whole restaurant joined in as well.

You mentally hit yourself for ever being such a pervert and assuming he'd met you'd be having sex.
The shock was still present, making your body tingle while you wrapped your mind around his words.

You got an idea.

"So what do you say Y/N?" he interrupted your train of thought.

You gave him a small punch in his stomach, making him back off and rub it as he looked up at you. His expression was confused as everyone became quiet, only mocking whispers heard in the background.

"Jung Hoseok, you have to be the craziest, most insane guy I have ever met... but you know what... That's why I love you. OF COURSE, I'LL MARRY YOU, YOU BIG IDIOT!" You yelled, clinging onto him before he had time to react.

His eyes became filled with tears as he heard your response, your family cheering y'all on from behind, becoming even more obnoxious, something you thought was impossible by now.

"One thing though," you whispered in his ear.

"Yeah?" He asked quietly.

"What am I to do with the pack of condoms and lube I have in my bag?"

He blushed, looking around at your family.

"Well, how about, we have a couple of drinks with your relatives before heading to my place? You can be as loud as you want there tonight," He winked.

Placing the ring on your finger, he gave you a tender kiss and hugged you some more, going around to thank your family and ordering a couple of drinks for them.

It was around 9 PM when you guys finally left the building, ushered out by the old lady since it was time to close the shop.
Your family was crowded outside, some getting into their cars while others waited for cabs to arrive.
Your parents were the last to leave, kissing you goodbye while scolding and prepping Hoseok for the life ahead of him at your side.

"Finally," you puffed out, readjusting your ring as Hobi drove.

"I thought they'd never leave," you grumbled.

"Don't worry darling, we have all night."

You blushed, images of kissing his beautiful lips running through your head.
You extended your arm, turning up the radio slightly.

The song 'July' by Kris Wu was playing, and your hormones couldn't have gotten any more out of balance.

"Hobi..." You whispered, your hand traveling towards his thighs.

"Yes, darling?" He asked calmly.

Maybe you were just too horny, or maybe the couple of shots you had chugged down with your family were getting to you, but for some reason, Hoseok looked all the more charming at that moment.
His hair was brushed aside, his eyes focused on the road before him, and the cute mole on his lip beckoned you toward them.
He had pulled up his sweatshirt sleeves, revealing his extremely sexy arms.
Or at least that's what your brain processed.

He licked his lips, getting then humid since they had become dry, but you registered it as some sort of 'advancement'.

"Hobi..." You whispered, this time with a more suggestive tone.

You wanted him, all of him.

You wanted to shake his confidence for a second, just to see how he'd look once full of lust.

Wrong move.

Trailing his thigh, your hand was inching ever so slightly closer to his crotch area.

"D-darling... Wait until we get to my place, just a couple minutes more... please be patient."

You wouldn't give up.

You closed your thighs tightly, wiggling them as you created friction to pleasure yourself.
You continued staring at him, wanting him to see the show you were putting on for him.

"Hobi~," you whispered, your voice cracked from becoming so overly excited.

Did he notice?

You bet your ass he did.

You could practically see his erection rising as you trailer your hands up his arm.
He pushed the brakes, your eyes going back to the window.

You had arrived.

"Aw that's too bad, I could have had more fun with him," you thought, taking your hand away from between your legs.

He got out of the car, walked around to open your door, and help you out.
Just as he extended his arm out, you pulled yourself up and clung onto him, your lips clashing onto his with fierce appetite.
He was taken aback at first but quickly gave in to your lips.
Your hands were wrapped around his neck, his hands around your waist, pushing the door closed behind you, and pushing you back until your back was leaning against it.

His hands traveled down your sides, feeling your legs through the material of your jeans, and soon traveled up and into your top.
Sure you were absolutely dripping for him, but that didn't mean you were going to have sex outside.
You didn't need an audience.
You pulled your hands off of him, grabbing his hand from under yours too, and pulling him towards the door of his apartment.
He was rushing now, hurriedly trying to unlock his door, but failing miserably because they kept falling down and onto the floor.
You bend down in front of him, taking the keys off of the floor and unlocking the door for him.

You weren't even two steps inside when he pushed you onto the door, locking it behind you while simultaneously kissing your neck and picking you up.
Instinctively, you wrapped your legs around his waist, being carried off to his bed as his hands held onto your butt, making sure you wouldn't fall. You could feel himself pressing again you, your hips moving on their own as you grinder up against him.

Walking into his bed, he laid you down and looked at you, his eyes hooded and darkened, with a sort of lustful gleam escaping them.

"Hobi," you whined, extending your hands out to pull him down near you.

He slowly leaned towards you, kissing you sweetly with his hand on either side of you. He probed your mouth with his skilled tongue and your body relaxed, finally feeling more comfortable and ready for what was about to happen.

He continued to kiss you, his right hand left your side and began holding your waist, his kisses deepening as you felt his hand traveling up and down your side.

"Darling, are you sure?" He asked, worry resounding at the back of his throat.

You nodded, tugging at your bag, which had been discarded to your side.

Taking out the condoms, you looked straight into his eyes, before mumbling, "take your pick."
He giggled, shaking his head while he stared into your eyes.

"No need darling, I have my own," he chuckled, taking out a condom from his back pocket.

"So you were planning this all along?" You asked, your hand going down to his jeans, stopping at his crotch area before beginning to massage it.

He let out a small grown, followed by a small gasp.

"I-it does no harm to be prepared," he let out, his voice cracking at the feel of your hand.

He leaned down again, this time attaching his lips to your neck, his hand going down and in between your legs. His hand massaged your thighs first, his lips sucking and nipping up and down your neck, searching.
His hand then began running up and down your legs, finally reaching your private area and beginning to rub it in a circular motion, his lips finally brushing up against a sweet spot on your neck, a moan escaping your lips.

He groaned again, his hand slowing down as he began sucking on your sweet spot.
You couldn't hold back anymore, your thighs closing tightly, looking for more friction from his hand.

You placed your hands around his neck, pulling him down and onto you.
He tried his best to prop himself up, trying not to put all his weight on you, yet you could still feel his growing member against your body.

It edited you, even more, making you move your legs in a scissor-like motion, feeling his hand move against your pussy.
He pulled his lips off your neck, returning to kiss your lips while his hand traveled its way back up your body and under your top. His hand ran smoothly against your skin, sending shivers down your spine once he reached under your bra.

His hands were someone warm, because of being in between your legs, but still cold enough to make your nipples perk up at the sensation of his fingers slowly creeping their way up and brushing against them.
Your body twisted under his touch, your thighs moving to try and create friction against your growing heat.
His lips were now devouring yours, his kisses becoming more repetitive while his tongue battled yours for dominance.

He finally pushed himself up, taking his sweatshirt off along with the white T-shirt he had under it.
His body was well-toned, lean, and warm as he leaned back down to caress your cheeks.

"Are you sure?" He asked again, his eyes filled with a sense of fear.
You nodded, your thighs still closed tight.

"There's no going back after this..." he whispered against your ear, his breath filling your body with goosebumps.

"Yes Hobi, I want to feel you deep inside me," you gasped out, making his member twitch inside his pants.

He got back up, sitting you up and close to the edge of the bed as he got on his knees. He pulled your legs apart, getting between them before lifting up your shirt.
You felt his eyes look up and down your up body, his hands wrapping around you to unhook your lazy white bra. Pulling back, he began to stare at your naked upper body, taking in the image of you.

"Stop staring, you'll dig a hole in my chest," you blurted, embarrassment falling over your face.

"You're gorgeous," he said, swallowing hard.

This was the first time anyone had ever seen your body, much less complimented it naked.
It felt fitting, like his eyes scanning you were destined to be.

You inhaled sharply as you felt his strong hand cup your right breast and his mouth graze your left nipple. He gently licked your nipple and you gasped, the sensation of his tongue on your body filling you with pleasure.

You instinctively closed your eyes and let him play with you.
You were his for the taking.

He backed away slowly, the cold air hitting your warm nipples from the heat of his mouth.
He pulled you up, pulling at the button and unzipping it. He pulled them down your legs, pushing you up and further onto the bed.
Climbing on top of you, he began kissing your lips intensely once again, your hands reaching for the back of his neck and running up and into his hair. His hand went back down to your chest, softly massaging your breast while he continued to kiss you. His lips were so soft against yours, nibbling at your lips while gently biting at the same time.

His hand traveled down your stomach and his fingers journeyed beneath your matching laced panties, massaging your clit with his index finger.
You gasped again, the pleasure overcoming you. He stopped kissing you, going back again to your sensitive nipple which became hard within his mouth as he sucked and licked your breast.
Now more than ever you felt his affection, the way he kissed all around your chest and caressed yours soon with his hands. It was like something out of a movie.

Just as you felt a familiar tingle creeping between your legs, Hobi pulled his hand from your panties and stood up.

He stood in front of you with a sensual gleam in his eye and a sly grin on his face as he took his belt off and unbuttoned his pants.
He stepped out of his pants and pulled down his boxers, exposing himself to you.

He wrapped his fingers around your panties and pulled them down until they dropped to the floor.
Getting back on his knees he left a trail of kisses down your belly and between your thighs before spreading your legs for access.
He began staring again, this time placing his fingers between your lips and letting your wetness coat them.
He played with them for a while, trailing up and down your slit while brushing against your clit as he moved his hand.

"Hobi," you moaned out.

He bent down slightly, and you nearly jumped at the feeling of his lips attached to your clit.

"Hoseok!" You yelled out, his index finger going inside you.

He began to move it in and out, sucking your clit as he placed another finger inside.
Your body rocked back and forward at the sensation he was giving you, your eyes closing shut as you felt his breath between your legs.

The meet sensation of his action was driving you over the edge, your walls beginning to tighten around his fingers.

Just as you felt your orgasm coming, he stopped.

"Not yet," he whispered.

Hobi climbed on top of you again and began kissing your lips.
His legs were on either side of you as he sat up, his member fully erect. He grabbed the condom which had been lying next to you, and opened it, placing it on himself while looking back down at you.

"Are you sure?" He asked once again, wanting your reassurance.

"Shut up and take me Jung Hoseok, I've been ready for a while."

He smiled, leaning down to kiss you before guiding himself into your wet pussy.
You hadn't realized until then how aroused you were, feeling your own juices dripping down your ass as he pushed himself gently inside of you.

Your eyes closed as you felt him fill you up, the pain hitting you by surprise at first, but slowly easing down as he filled you to the brink.
He stopped, opening his lust-filled eyes and looking down at you.

"You're a-"

"Yes Hoseok, you are my sweet first time," you gasped, giving in to the tightness felt in the pit of your stomach.

"Y/N, darling, I don't think I'll last very long with you so tightly hugging me," he whispered. "It's okay baby, just go as much as you can," you urged.

He nodded, placing his hands on either side of you.
He was gentle and tender, letting you adjust to the feeling before taking charge and thrusting his dick inside of you until he saw your pained expression change to a pleasurable one.

You fought for breath as you felt his steady pace increase.

His gentle thrusts evolved to forceful pounding, and your body writhed and accepted him inside of you as you started to moan, the pleasure building and consuming your body.
His beautiful brown eyes scanned your naked body and he took you as his own in that moment.
You felt something wash over you, a pleasure like you had never known, and you felt it crash over you like a massive wave crashing against the shore.

His grip tightened around your body, and his eyes rolled back while his hips continued to pound into you. You began tightening against his length, his hand reaching down between you guys to circle around your clit, the other hand groping your breast.

"Y/N, I'm going to cum..." he warned and began to slow down, but you didn't want him to slow down, so you wrapped your legs tightly around him, pushing him deeper into you.

He continued to thrust and looked into your eyes for assurance that this was what you wanted.
You smiled between moans and screamed his name, begging him to go faster.

"Hobi please, please go faster!"

His eyes squeezed shut and his jaw dropped and you could feel him pulsing inside my tightness.

"Y/N I'm cumming!" he groaned and pushed himself hard and fast into you as he exploded with pleasure into the condom. He grunted as he came deep inside of you and at the sight of his face, twisting in the beautiful agony of orgasm, you experienced your own version of heaven.

Your body convulsed and you screamed his name as you felt the wave of pleasure drown you, writhing underneath his body.
You felt like a woman, like a queen being lavished by her king. It was the most perfect moment in your life.

He collapsed on top of you, the dim light of a lamp surrounding you both, the naked bodies of two lovers pressed together.

Flipping you I've on top of him, he pulled the covers over both of you.

"Y/N, I really do love you."

"I know Hobi.. I know."

He began to stroke your hair romantically, missing your forehead before pulling you tightly into his arms.

"Hobi..." You mumbled.

"Mhm?" He asked, his eyes closed while snuggling into the nape of your neck.

"We still have a full bottle of lube to try out... How about I give you a message to relax?" You whispered suggestively.

He swallowed hard, a wicked grin beginning to crawl its way onto your face.

You knew that would be the start of a wonderful life at his side.

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🐨First off, this is my first time writing smut so it might not be so good.
Here's the list of the next request.
Tag yourself if you see your request!

(More will be added as I complete them. If you don't see yours at the moment, please don't worry, I'll add it to the list as I finish the request. This is just my to-do list order for this week.)

BTS Reactions:

-You GF wanting them to change religion so you can marry

-You vs Food

-You GF getting hurt. (Bruise, small cut)

BTS Imagines:

-Yoongi: Click!

BTS Reactions:

-You getting sick

-You having a daddy kink

BTS Imagines:

-Jimin: Seeing Stars

BTS Reactions:

-Your kid interrupting a heated night

BTS MTL:

-Eating you out

BTS Reactions:

-You GF waking up from a nightmare

BTS Imagines:

-Namjoon: I miss you, daddy,

I'll be working on my other books as well so please be patient with the reactions.
I also run an account on Instagram which takes a lot of my time away.

Thank you for understanding.

I hope you enjoyed my first ever smut. Not the best trust me.

Thank you for your support!

REQUEST ARE OPEN!

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Have a wonderful night my lovely children.

◈This is about the fan family I've made for my readers.
I still haven't been able to pick a name so I want you guys to also suggest a name for my readers/followers fandom in the comment section.

(By family I mean what you guys want me to call you.)

Leave your specific name that I can call you by and a family name suggestion.

Examples of names:

Some of my children's names:

*Hanger

*Cracker

Family name suggestions examples:

-Mix Bag family

-Big Happy Family

-Koala Family

-The Bangtan Pop Family

(Leave your suggestions and name in the comments)

Again, thank you for reading.

Mama KoalaBeaw

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