‘Oh, Jungkookie…you understand never to speak to your hyung like that…. Especially once you promised to ask him to your following ‘get together’. ’ Hobi responds in a mocking drool, moving the door quietly shut behind him while he starts to make their method up to both of you, raising their top over their mind while he does therefore.
‘Its my change- hyung. ’ Jungkook growls, their supply going behind him, eyes keen on Hoseok around you possessively as he pulls you.
‘And yet…I have always been your hyung, therefore if i’d like one thing you have…i will go on it away from you. ’ the older kid states, their words growing darker and darker as he comes to face prior to you, eyes pinned for your requirements while he rips the cushion out of your grasp.
It was a various part to Hoseok than any you’d see before. He was kind, gentle, and funny, among other things when he was performing, chatting, or actually wearing all his clothes. Nevertheless now, with him endured if your wanting to, searching like a crazy animal going to stalk straight down their prey, you couldn’t assist but imagine exactly just exactly what those dancers sides would feel just like snapping into yours.
You gasp as his hand reaches down to know your breast, eyes going mockingly to Jungkook who had been simply sat here, look burning holes into Hoseok due to the fact older boy’s supply covered around your ribcage in which he settled on the settee as he got comfortable behind you, pulling you back against him.
‘However, I’m feeling nice. ’ he states, a smirk evident in their sound because it rumbles out of their chest that is pressed into your straight back, causing you to squirm, and you also steady the hands on his legs which can be resting either part of you.
‘so just why dont there is the bottom half and i’ll have the most effective. ’ he murmurs, before you are feeling him lick a hot damp stripe up your throat, blowing within the moist skin after and also you shiver harshly against him, fingernails searching into his jeans and you also start your legs without having a idea, yelling out whenever you feel Jungkook’s hands immediately delve in the middle of your folds- wanting to turn your attention back again to him, and you throw your face right back against J-hope’s neck, tensing across the madly thrusting digits betwixt your feet whenever a hand wraps around your neck, perhaps not tight adequate to cut off atmosphere, but tight enough to keep you in position, to let you realize who had been in control.
‘Fuck her Jungkook…show her boss that is who’s. Hoseok jibes from behind you, their hand that isnt clamped around your throat, going to pinch at your nipple, causing you to Keen and pant as you squirm against him, being stopped by Jungkook’s death hold on the hips, leading you to look down and also you begin to see the anger and frustration at their hyung on their face as he stares at you, just before feel him fill you up in one single sharp thrust.
You cry away, turning your face into Hoseok’s chest in an attempt to muffle your noises, but their hand on your own neck forces you to definitely lookup at Jungkook , seeing him smolder down into yours, devouring the ache from his length stretching you and making you moan his name again and again, the word falling from your lips like a mantra at you as his hips snap.
‘Fuck, you appear brilliant similar to this Y/N…’ Hobi murmurs behind you, their lips descending in your throat and changing their hand while he nips and sucks at the skin- stimulating you, his now free hand slipping down your system to your clitoris, pinching and rubbing deliciously while he works you over time using the Maknae, resulting in the coil in your belly to begin with to tighten up, your nails being embedded in Hoseok’s thighs raking down their jeans to get more purchase, the growl that makes the older boy’s throat making your walls clench around Jungkook.