DADDY 「j.hs + j. jk」

키스

kiss

Jungkook can't believe the words that leave Hoseok's mouth which feel like ice cream on a hot day. But even if it's all a dream, Jungkook wants Hoseok. Wants to be his, because Hoseok just makes him feel so pretty with that quixotic look in his eyes every time he sees Jungkook.

"Then, I'm all yours, Seokie hyung," he whispers earnestly while gazing deeply into Hoseok's expressive coffee colored orbs and cradling his face in his hands. Their eyes reflect each other in every way drawing them closer together.

All Jungkook can think of are those heart-shaped lips that seem to be getting closer and closer to his with every passing second. Jungkook's eyes flutter shut when Hoseok's hand glides up to cup the back of his neck.

He feels a light touch at the corner of his lips and a shaky breath escapes him. He turns his head, wanting more than the small taste Hoseok gave him. And then they're pressing against his firmly but with the gentleness that Hoseok always handled him with. Hoseok pulls away after a few seconds, but Jungkook chases after his lips and pulls Hoseok back into a kiss by wrapping his arms around his neck.

His lips part for Hoseok's tongue and Jungkook relishes the taste of berries and honey and longing as Hoseok languidly licks into his mouth. Jungkook moans sweetly as Hoseok sucks lightly on his tongue turning the sugary kiss into something more hot and needy. Jungkook shifts in Hoseok's lap to straddle his thighs. Hoseok's hands travel downward until one rests on Jungkook's ass and the other slides under his skirt and grasps his shapely thigh.

Jungkook's fingers twist into Hoseok's curls as they pull each other impossibly closer together. Jungkook almost regrets putting on the underwear set that Jimin had bought him when Hoseok's muscled chest rubs against his making the white lace bra scrape deliciously at his sensitive nipples, perking them up with ease. The matching panties constrict his hardening cock as he grinds into Hoseok's lap.

They break apart from their wet kiss and, even with his blurry vision, Jungkook can make out Hoseok's eyes glazed over with lust hungrily eyeing his ruinous state.

"You look so pretty for hyung, baby boy," Hoseok praises and strokes a thumb across Jungkook's puffy, red lips, which Jungkook doesn't hesitate to latch onto and swirl his tongue around. Jungkook peers innocently into Hoseok's eyes, begging silently. "Does my pretty baby need me to take care of him?" Hoseok asks assertively and Jungkook can't help but moan around Hoseok's thumb when he hears his words.

"Well, then, let's take this to your room, baby." Jungkook lets go of Hoseok's thumb with a pop as he places his hands under Jungkook's ass and stands up. Jungkook hitches his legs around Hoseok's hips and busies himself by mouthing the long stretch of Hoseok's throat and his sharp jawline.