It was now thundering outside, with flashes of lightning and the sound of tree branches scratching against the house. They dragged the man from earlier into the bar but nothing more; right now, they were thankful that neither of them was in that storm anymore. As they were sitting down with a towel over their soaked bodies, Hoseok had put on the TV and even with the static noise in the background, Yoongi cleared his throat to get some attention. With them sitting on the same couch, they looked at each other awkwardly as they sat at opposite ends of it.

"So... I'm your boyfriend?" An unsure smirk made way to his lips, making Hoseok proceed to choke on his spit.

With burning cheeks, he had attempted to try to explain himself being a stuttering mess. "We-Well y'see it—"

"Yeah yeah, just to make him think I'm yours so he'd leave me alone." Yoongi seemed to sound rather disappointed as he raised his hand up. "I've heard it before."

The feeling of guilt took over his body. He almost felt sorry but this was for the greater good. Hoseok needed to stay away, he kept telling himself. But with that last part Yoongi muttered, he also felt... "Heard it before...?" ... Another powerful emotion he did not want to admit he was feeling.

The two were now looking away with their heads down. Twiddling their thumbs, the vampire shook his head at the god awful conversation they were having. 

Good Hoseok, you're doing just great.

"... So who was that guy? If that's okay with me asking."

"Why do you need to know?"

"He was hurting you for one thing," Hoseok tried pushing. The rippming sound of another boom ran through their ears, causing a bit of uneasiness in their talk.

"Yeah, well-" Yoongi sighed and scratched his head. "He was just another hook up but he wanted more and I didn't. Good?"

"Yeah... Good." Yoongi felt the elder's shoulder lean into him with some pushing force, "... If that was okay." The look in Hoseok's eyes screamed something to Yoongi, and he wanted to feel scared, but fuck- something else in his heart and soul was telling him this was right.

It was telling him the way that Hoseok looked at him right now, almost with jealousy, was actually a very valid reason. And he has no idea why. Normally he wouldn't be able to get attached to anyone easily but this stupid ass man was rubbing onto him and Yoongi was not doing a single thing about it and letting him have it.

Why?

"What do you think you're doing, boyfriend?" Yoongi replied sarcastically as he let the towel drop around his waist.

Hoseok looked at him and glanced to his lips; Yoongi unconsciously licked them, as if he were caught up in some trance.

Neither of them had no idea what was happening to them. 

Why was he acting like this for a stranger that he slept with just once...? No feelings were developed in that time. It makes absolutely no sense.

"I'm not so sure myself." Admitted Hoseok, "You... well, you're really lonely right now, and so am I. Just for one more night."

Hoseok, what are you saying??! After telling yourself to stay away this long, this is what your heart is choosing?

"After what you said to me last time we were together, I don't think so." Yoongi pressed a hand against Hoseok's chest; but the force he wanted to use immediately faltered as soon as he felt the well-defined build. He had to hold back a swallow when Hoseok breathed in slowly, feeling the way it expanded under his digits so strangely arousing.

"Don't you remember, Sweetie? You don't tell me what to do."

Yoongi frowned, "You can't tell me what to do, either, Sweetie."

"I can make you."

"You're getting on my nerves," Yoongi tried spitting out. He forced himself to look away from those magnetic eyes and gulped, "Nothing you'll say can change my mind, creep."

Yet even as he said this, he could definitely feel Hoseok's breath just grazing the back of his neck. "... You're right." And then no more feeling. Yoongi clicked his tongue and stood up, looking down at the red-head.

Then, he started walking for the door— "You're saying the night, Sweetie." With a little annoyed grunt, Yoongi was pinned against the wall. Just two arms locking him in place, so he looked at the male and pursed his lips.

"I'm going to leave."

"No, you aren't."

"Yep."

"You're really stubborn, Yoongi."

"That's me; stubborn and lazy."

Hoseok rolled his eyes but he couldn't help chuckle at the side. How he missed that sarcastic side of him. "Fuck," He muttered bitterly; he needed a drink. 

He needed to forget quickly. He needed to, but right now he wanted to just hold this man once again. He was fine with that, but the words he was spilling were things he felt like he couldn't control and he might regret it later. "Sweetie, don't disobey your boyfriend."

Yoongi's eyes glinted at that, blinking a few times in disbelief. "Sorry to burst your little love bubble, but you're not my real boyfriend, remember? You said so yourself."

"Instead of saying something to convince you to stay..." Ignoring what Yoongi just said, the vampire gently gripped at Yoongi's wrists, slowly sliding them all the way up above his head. With one hand keeping them safely locked, Hoseok brought his other hand to the mint haired boy's waist.

It would be a lie if the male wasn't turned on by Hoseok. Yoongi gulped and stared in complete confusion, however leaving a realization of eagerness in his eyes. Then he growled and hissed, "What are you playing?"

The hand of the older male gently put its weight on Yoongi's thigh. "I won't say anything at all. Let me show you..." Hoseok watched himself get closer, his heart fluttering with that familiar spark and he felt... alive. "... If you'd let me."

Yoongi said nothing, however he did place his head up so Hoseok could fit his mouth onto his neck. With a slow trail, the vampire pressed those lips where he wished; all the way up to Yoongi's eager little mouth.

Hoseok felt absolutely overwhelmed; every time he was this close with Yoongi, he could feel himself drawing closer and closer to him. There was no reason why...

Except for that one reason.

He'd rather not think about it right now; he'd prefer to put his mind onto the pleasure he'll momentarily live through right now.

Through the passionate kissing and the slow rolling hips crashing into each other, and the way they simply couldn't resist one another for reasons they still were unsure about, they were undressing themselves as they made their way to the couch with Hoseok getting the prepared lube needed for sex.

Hoseok fell on his butt, Yoongi following on top of him as his legs were beside each thigh of the vampire with firm squeezing and grinding. Both of them looked so hungry for one another; emotions ravished their bodies, as if they were so... happy to see one another again.

Through gasps and whimpers, Yoongi was finally feeling Hoseok's fingers slip off his waistband. He couldn't help but let a breathy whine out at the feeling of the older's lubed fingers massaging his inner walls; with eyes closed, he gripped onto Hoseok's shoulders and perked his little bum out so it was easier.

"Fuck," Hoseok could only breathlessly say as he looked at the younger boy on top of him. "Open your eyes, don't hide..." A little peck made way to Yoongi's cheek, momentarily making both of them shocked by the action.

Hoseok gulped and decided to make Yoongi quickly forget about it by adding the last finger and stretching him out more so he didn't need to be asked why he was so caring to Yoongi.

"J-Just hurry up," Yoongi growled.

Hoseok chuckled, "Sorry, sweetie. Go ahead, then." With a smug smirk, he slipped his fingers out and placed them on Yoongi's hips. The younger boy looked at him with a dumbfound face, and then squinted with judgement.

"You are one interesting guy."

The vampire slapped his ass, causing Yoongi to yip out. "I don't like to be kept waiting."

Yoongi tsked but nonetheless obeyed, embarrassment flowing through his body and right into his member; he grabbed onto Hoseok's length and lowered himself onto it. As he sank in, Yoongi held tightly onto Hoseok's back, waiting for the pain to lower as he slid himself up and down slowly.

"Just like that, Sweetie, just like that..." Hoseok purred.

Yoongi's body shuddered at that. This time, he wasn't drunk, but he still felt as if his body was fluttering with sparks at Hoseok's words and touches. It was addictive to the point where Yoongi thought he wouldn't mind wanting more of this.

More of this... for a long while.

Within minutes, the burning pain had subsided enough so he could now feel the pleasure running along his spine like a drug. With sharp breaths, Yoongi bit his lip and didn't hesitate to roll himself forward to deepen himself onto Hoseok. His arm lay on the vampire's shoulder, head down and hand onto his own dick to help give him more of a pleasure high.

And when the hips of Hoseok snapped upwards repeatedly, that's when Yoongi had nearly lost it. His grip was tight around his smaller hips, pushing him down each time he thrusted upwards; 

Yoongi whimpered softly but he wouldn't emit any larger sounds than that – once again, Hoseok clearly wanted to fix this and train him to be as loud as Hoseok wanted.

But he refrained himself.

Hoseok watched as his hair bounced up and down, allowing him to recall the time he had pulled it and how good it was to watch his face morph into mixed sinful feelings; the vampire groaned and slowly, his hand slid up to his chest, his shoulder, and landed on his neck. He left it there for a little while, looking at Yoongi's widened eyes as he grazed his thumb over the Adam's apple, and then smoothly moved it up to his hair.

Nevermind, he wouldn't choke if he wasn't into it. It was hard, but he wouldn't do it.

Yoongi could feel himself chasing his orgasm really soon through the rough bouncing, "Just a little longer, Sweetie," Yoongi heard him say but he knew what would drive them both right to the edge; with a firm grip to Hoseok's hand, he made sure that he could tighten it around his hair.

"Pull it," Yoongi rasped, feeling those fingers tangle into his mint locks, "Fucking pull my hair!" A loud moan escaped his throat at the familiar burning sensation he enjoyed from his scalp, which made Hoseok yearn to hear more of it. The vampire grazed his lips onto his neck lazily, pushing himself faster upwards as he could feel Yoongi squeeze tighter around his cock. 

-  -  -  -

They flopped on the couch with shaky breaths; they felt really content and full of bliss for the moment. A shot of thunder could be heard, and both heads slowly turned to the direction they heard it from, staring for a little while, and then stared at the TV in front of them again. They had forgotten about the storm outside.

"... If you'd like..." Hoseok breathed, "We could... Try dating?"

At first he scoffed; what a stupid question. Yoongi wanted to think he was stupid, like there wasn't a chance in the world he could ever try. "You're really strange... You know that? First you tell me all you wanted was a stranger to hook up with, then you kicking me out, and now we end up having sex again, and want me to be your boyfriend?"

But as he listened at the nervous yet amused giggle, along with the little side smile from Hoseok, the more he figured... there really was something more to this man than he thought. There was something Yoongi couldn't turn away from, and he had enough experience earlier to know this. "I'm different," Yoongi started.

"Try me."

Yoongi looked up at the ceiling, his breath now caught up to him, "So far, your sex has been amazing." Yoongi had to admit, "But... I am usually into... Other things."

Hoseok remained silent, though he could tell he was looked at Yoongi. "... I like... Rougher sex."

"Rougher sex, how?" It almost sounded eager, but it couldn't be. Yoongi was the only person he knew that was this wild.

"Do you need me to make it any clearer?" He rolled his eyes but continued, "I have a... almost like a masochist kink."

Silence.

Yoongi thought he had done it again. He had successfully pushed away yet another love interest. "I mean, it's stupid, isn't it? This is why I didn't want to say anything—"

"Fuck me."

Yoongi squinted and looked at him, "Actually you fucked me."

Hoseok reached for Yoongi's hand and squeezed it ever so gently, leaving the mint haired boy in a state of confusion. Yoongi was never cared for like this before. "I... Will enjoy making you happy, Sweetheart."

"What... What do you mean?" Yoongi's heart thumped, almost as if he knew what he was saying – but he didn't want to jump to conclusions or else he might get his hopes too high.

"I mean... Oh, how can I say this?" Hoseok half-smiled, kissing Yoongi's knuckles, "I have a Master kink." 

This is the night that had them both begging for one another ever so desperately... Yet also how it got more troubling from now on.

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HENLO 

not ded

just been sad

anyway, i made this a slightly longer chapter :] i am enjoying where this is going now that WE FINALLY KICKED IT INTO KINK MODE 

and also possibl angst, buuuuuuuuuut /i didnt say that/