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🔀 Skin [linked above^ ...i was basically a fetus when this song was new and came across it this year: 🤤🤤🤤]

Hoseok leaned to his bedside table and jerked the top drawer open. He reached inside and grabbed the bottle of lube, tossing onto the bed. He began ripping a single condom loose at the perforation and then abruptly stopped, instead tossing the entire box to the bed as well.

He settled back on the bed next to Yoongi and pulled him in for a kiss, feeling his impatient body pressed against him, skin on skin with no barriers.

He felt Yoongi tracing patterns onto his back before following the line of his backbone down to the curve of his ass. Hoseok gave a sharp inhale, as if in pain at the loss when his boyfriend took his hand away.

Yoongi flashed his gummy smile, tip-toeing his hand toward Hoseok's mouth before dragging one finger across his bottom lip. Hoseok took his fingers into his mouth, keeping eye contact as he swirled his tongue around them, making sure to coat them well.

Yoongi withdrew his fingers and kissed him again slowly. "Ready?"

Hoseok nodded as he laid back, letting his legs fall open.

Yoongi kissed his thigh before circling his first slick finger around the rim of Hoseok's entrance. He feels the younger shiver from the touch, and though he'd love to watch his digits sink into him, he made sure to watch Hoseok's face for signs of discomfort.

The first finger went in with little trouble and after Yoongi spent time making sure the younger was getting used to the feeling, Hoseok wiggled his hips expectantly. "More," came the whispered demand.

The older obliged removing the first finger and slowly pushing in two. He heard the younger take a sharp inhale and saw him wince. He paused all movement. "Hobi, am I hurting you? Should I stop, babe?"

"No... it's okay... It's just been a while."

Yoongi continued to work his fingers into his boyfriend, feeling guilt at the first few sounds of discomfort. This feeling dissipated when the younger began spilling some of the most unexpectedly soft sounds from his lips followed by a breathy, "ahh - Yoongi uhgn".

[a/n i'm already d e a d, y'all. future chapters will be written from the grave]

Yoongi added a third finger and continued with slow and steady movements, scissoring and curling his fingers, enjoying Hoseok's sounds as they grew from soft whimpers to guttural moans.

Hoseok's face was now dusted with a dark flush and though he was falling apart under the older's touch, he persisted in maintaining eye contact through half-lidded eyes. It was the hottest thing that Yoongi had ever seen.

The younger reached for the condoms and pointed to the lube, "I need you. NOW."

Yoongi laughed, quietly teasing, "You're bossy in the bedroom."

Hoseok, rolling the condom onto Yoongi's length, shot back playfully, "You have no idea."

Yoongi lined himself at his boyfriend's entrance and suddenly Hoseok started to sit up. "Hold on."

Yoongi backed off, face full of concern. "Babe?"

Hoseok pushed Yoongi back against the headboard and straddled him. "My pace, right?" he breathed, teasing his own hole with his boyfriend's cock.

"Yeah, your -- uuhhhnn" Yoongi groaned as Hoseok slowly pushed himself down over his length. "Fuuuck."

Hoseok whined in return, feeling so full and sated but so unbelievably needy all at once. He began rocking and circling his hips, getting used to the stretch and the warmth of Yoongi inside him. He took in the older's completely blissed expression - his eyes were closed, his mouth hung open, and the corners of his lips upturned in a soft smile.

Soon Hoseok started up an easy tempo, rising quickly and sinking down slowly each time, allowing the older's length to drag along his prostate, providing him with an agonizing pleasure. He lifted his arms and ran both hands through his hair, lost in the feeling.

"You're so beautiful." Yoongi watched him, placing his hands on his hips - not to add pressure, just for the sake of wanting to touch his body.

Hoseok rested his own hands on top of his boyfriend's and squeezed them as he quickened his pace and let his head loll back. "And all yours."

At these words, Yoongi's grip tightened and couldn't help but raise his own hips to meet Hoseok's bounces, fucking up into him and causing a string of yesses and incoherent moans.

It wasn't long until Hoseok shuddered, falling onto Yoongi's chest, spilling all over both of their abdomens. His hands frantically grasped at his boyfriend's arms - looking for something to ground him as he rode out his high. Yoongi followed shortly after, finding Hoseok's lips as he released into the condom.

Yoongi reached over to the tissue box on the bedside table and grabbed several tissues, cleaning off his boyfriend then himself.

"Thank you for waiting. For me to be ready, I mean." Hoseok pulled him into a tight hug, looking as though he had something else to say but had decided against it.

"Are you kidding? Thank you for allowing me to share that with you," he said as he kissed the younger.

Yoongi couldn't speak for his boyfriend and what he'd left unspoken, but he himself was struggling with his own thoughts as he started to fall asleep in his boyfriend's arms.

Maybe his mind was still clouded and floating. Maybe he was being crazy. He didn't care.

Yoongi was sure that he was in love with Jung Hoseok.

[a/n]

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