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He kept their lips attached as a sort of apology when he grasped Namjoon's hips, making him stop. Very reluctantly, he pulled himself of his mate's cock, fighting the hands pulling him back.
He quickly turned the other onto his back and straddled him, shifting his legs either side of Namjoon's thighs. His hands returned and touched all over needily. The rest of his body pressed to him, lying on top with all of his weight.
It seemed Namjoon understood what was going on, a small smile making its way onto his face, arms wrapping over Hoseok's torso so much easier than when they were sideways. The kiss then became just impossible when his smile got brighter.
So Hoseok instead leaned down into his neck, taking a deep breathe and drinking his scent in. "That's better." He whispered into the space between them, kissing all over his mate and touching him much more freely.
He felt Namjoon's chest shake with a fond laugh, making him smile too. They never really did like facing away from each other. He intended to sit up and ride him, but frowned in confusion when the other kept him down, holding the back of his head.
Namjoon smirked, grabbing his leg as he turned them to swap their places. He climbed on top quickly, pinning Hoseok down to satisfy that irrational part of him that didn't want to share him with anyone else, not that he would ever have to. "Sit tight, baby."
He towered over the other while he lined up, pushing in all the way in no time. He had to admit, good old missionary did wonders for them.
Two satisfied groans rang between them when he pushed back in, followed by more as Namjoon built them up again. He ended up getting onto his knees to see Hoseok's body splayed out in front of him. That was obviously the right decision, and Hoseok made it very known.
"Such a gentleman. Always doing the hard work." He moaned playfully. His hands ran down Namjoon's flexing torso, biting his lip and trailing the touch across to his arms. Like this, he could see Namjoon properly, see his body properly. "Damn, who's man are you?"
"I should be asking you that. Someone's got you marked up all good." Namjoon laughed, gloating as he saw all the hickeys he had planted over the course of their fucking. He smirked knowing that the top of Hoseok's back had plenty too.
"You have no room to speak. You seem like you're on a tight leash too. Yours are finally starting to show up darker." Hoseok teased, licking his lips as he looked over him.
Namjoon followed his heated gaze to his abdomen, and his mouth dropped open seeing the red marks, scratches and hickeys alike, littered all over his thighs. They ran all the way to his vline, to his cock even.
He traced his own body in wonder, thinking how the hell did all that happen? From Hoseok sucking him to now, he had ended up with more marks down there than on the rest of his body combined.
As they then made eye contact, Hoseok did a wink and silly kissy face.
Namjoon shook his head, tutting. He spat down between them and grinded his cock back and forth to spread it around quickly. Then, he was diving down to kiss those mischievous lips. "Naughty aren't you, baby? Should I punish you? You've been so bad today." He groaned, nuzzling his cheek and spanking his thigh.
Hoseok squealed (but if anyone asks, he didn't) as he felt one of his legs get picked up and lifted effortlessly over Namjoon's shoulder. "Yes, if the punishment's like this." He moaned at the change in feeling.
Namjoon pecked him, feeling how tender and sensitive his lips had gotten now. But there was no such thing as too much making out, especially when their kisses were genuinely the best. They had always been big on kissing, to be honest. Ever since they mated, they'd just always gravitated to each other's mouths.
"Yeah? Like this?" He pulled Hoseok's bottom lip down with his thumb, getting mesmerised. He swiped his finger side to side, eyes darkening hungrily as Hoseok's tongue peeked out.
Hoseok nodded in affirmation and tangled a hand in his wet hair.
Namjoon rolled his hips forward, balancing himself with a hand beside Hoseok's head as he slowed down and dipped his hips, doing circular movements.
"Fuck, you're driving me crazy. Just like that." His mate praised almost immediately. He moaned louder when the thrusts deepened to the ones that he knew the other was capable of.
"Like that?" Namjoon asked in a husky whisper, "Or like this?" He teased as a play on their words. He mouthed over Hoseok's soft inner thigh, easily catching up to the number of hickeys on his own body.
Hoseok smiled between pants, mouth falling open. "Either..."
Namjoon put his leg down, having mercy because of how one of his sides was practically being folded in half. He smoothly carried on his thrusts, hips stuttering when a specific one hit different. "My god, babe. You're getting me close." He whispered, reveling in the way the other's face lit up at the line.
He kept it like that and moved his head back, eyes fixed on the other's so he wouldn't miss a single reaction. "Tell me I'm the only one that gets to have you." He mumbled mindlessly, looking into his eyes.
"Only you get this." The other moaned. His hands scrambled to find Namjoon's, entwining their fingers and using them to pull him closer. "It's always gonna be just you, Joon." He reiterated firmly while turning his head to the side for him, a small act of submission that made his mate purr lovingly.
Said mate mouthed down his neck and down to his mark, which he had to admit, he was obsessed with at the moment. The pride and gratification that came with it got him off so much, and the reaction from the other was a hell of a good bonus. "Mine."
"Of course, babe. Yours." Hoseok looked back at him, feeling so incredibly lost in the pleasure. "I belong to you, Alpha." He ended up whispering and catching his mate off guard in the process.
Namjoon cursed, abdomen clenching as the words went straight to his crotch. He didn't know how Hoseok managed to do it, but he felt a buzz travel through him like electricity, making him lose control over his eyes, yet again.
Hoseok loved it and felt a rush of pride at how he'd managed to do that. "Mhm, I love your wolf so much." Hoseok whispered, preening at how he felt Namjoon's cock pulse inside him.
His ankles dug into Namjoon's thighs, moving with his thrusts. He ghosted their lips when his breath became even more laboured. "Alpha is doing such a good job, just like he -ah just like he promised. Making me feel amazing."
Namjoon recognised some of the words as his own, but goddamn they sounded ten times better on Hoseok's tongue. His pupils dilated and his mouth dropped open. "Shit, stop it." He warned hurriedly, voice strained.
It was wrong of him to not expect anything to happen. It told the other all he needed to know about how he could give some special attention to him. His version of giving him a medal for 'best mate'. He never had been one to listen to warnings.
Namjoon gasped when Hoseok hooked his leg around and used it to push him onto his back, straddling him almost immediately, keeping him buried inside the whole time. He put both hands on Namjoon's chest, his turn to be happy about how he couldn't leave.
The other's eyes widened, finding it so fucking hypnotising when he took charge.
Hoseok started to grind his hips back and forth, picking up a gentle rhythm, more sensual, and not as rushed. It wasn't as well-paced as before, but the proximity made up for it, making it incredibly stimulating for both of them. "Does it feel nice like this?"
"Of course it does, baby..." Namjoon slurred, hands fitting into their position around his mate's waist. He started rocking upwards, making their movements meet perfectly, tuned to each other's needs. "Why are you-"
"Shh, I just wanna make you feel good. Please let me, you've done so much today." Hoseok moaned, testing his hips around in circles, placing both hands down on Namjoon's chest. He could already feel the effect of his words, and greedily craved more of a reaction.
"Don't believe what I said about you before, I was lying." He whispered, leaning down and kissing his neck repeatedly as a little apology again.
Namjoon looked at him and licked his lips, not knowing what was going through his head, just that he had no room to complain. He growled softly. "I know, baby. You were driving me up the wall with what you were doing."
Hoseok bit his lip. "But I said sorry." He smirked while rocking downwards rhythmically, knowing his taunting would get him going. "And you like when I act shameless and naughty, don't you?"
He felt one of Namjoon's large palms spank his ass, and hard at that. He moaned, gasping at the shock that went through him. The amount of times that his mate had done that was simply atrocious. Not like he hated it though.
Namjoon kissed his jaw, dipping his face into his neck after getting addicted to how enchanting his mate's scent was right now. "You do it by purpose. You aren't naughty with anyone else but me, Alpha baby." He scolded lightly, not even correcting himself when he realised the double meaning his words implied. "That's the only reason why I let you do it." He fanned his fingers over Hoseok's back and sides, his grip nothing short of bruising.
"Mm-hmm. Do you know why I'm only naughty with you?" Hoseok replied, using the innuendo to his advantage.
He moaned, his own words were turning him on so much too. He kept them as whispers, like it was all a dirty secret between them. There was a few seconds of silence before he moaned breathily in Namjoon's ear. "Because I belong to you, Alpha."
A loud groan left Namjoon's mouth, almost desperate in the way he bucked up, cock pulsing. It was like a punch to the stomach.
God, that line was the worst - those words sounded so sinful on Hoseok's tongue, no matter how many times he repeated it. His brain felt scrambled, unable to reply even a single word to that.
"You worked so hard for me, over and over. You were so sexy. Especially in that suit you were wearing before, even kept it on to fuck me. Did everything I wanted." Hoseok praised. "Because you're the best mate I could ask for. Since day one, you've been so good to me. Never denied me. I'm so glad you're my Alpha, you always know exactly what I want." He added, one hundred percent sincere.
Namjoon's breathing was getting heavier by the second. "Baby, stop I can't-"
"Shh, I told you. Just let me take care of you and make you feel good." Hoseok put pressure on Namjoon's scent gland before he leaned down, giving a teasing lick against it before sucking hickeys around it, smothering himself onto his mate.
A purr left Namjoon's mouth as he felt the way he was being scented, down to Hoseok's excessively territorial nature again. His body jolted forward as he felt a burst of pleasure through his scent gland, only adding to the pleasure around his cock.
"You're so perfect that it makes me wanna be selfish and have you all the time." He carried on. "Just like you said to me in the hallway. Mhm yeah, do you remember? You knew I needed you right there and then, Alpha. You were right. I needed your cock."
Namjoon cursed, scent spiking as he got mentally transported back to their corridor encounter. It turned him on so much how the roles were reversed right now, a parallel to what they were before. Like a re-enactment, but this time they were finishing the script... by finishing.
"Only you can help and make it better. Only you can make me come so easily. Nothing beats my Alpha's strength... or stamina." Hoseok moaned in praise, repeating Namjoon's words from earlier on. He ran a hand across his body, grabbing at his arms, thighs, and chest - his favourite parts.
Namjoon responded with kisses to his head, not trusting his voice. He was in such a daze because of the words.
Hoseok decided to just stay in Namjoon's neck, knowing there wasn't long left until they came anyway. He kept his grinds shallow so he could stay close, and started to suck on Namjoon's scent gland, raking his teeth against it in between words.
His teeth lightly nibbled it and traced where he was planning on marking, still gyrating his hips to stimulate them. He could feel the friction on his cock too, pressed between their sweaty bodies, leaking.
With another hot lick of his scent gland, he tested his hips around in circles, placing both hands loosely around Namjoon's shoulders, keeping them there with a satisfied moan.
In turn, Namjoon's fingers dug into his waist, lost for thought. Hoseok's words were becoming a guilty pleasure, fuck. His hips started to move of their own accord really, but he didn't stop them bucking up, especially since it didn't take long for him to feel like the pleasure switch got switched to max. For no reason except his mate's voice lighting his body up.
"Your Alpha baby wants you all for himself." Hoseok whispered, knowing calling himself that name was the ultimate weapon against his mate.
"You make me feel so good. Wanna do the same for you..." He started clenching around him, knowing he was right there. "Wanna keep going for you." He clenched and rocked himself on Namjoon, liking how the roles had been switched from the hallway to now. "Keep going... keep going... until yo-"
"Come!" Namjoon panted loudly, scrunching his eyes before snapping them open. "Oh fuck, make me come." He groaned breathily against Hoseok's head. "I know you can. You're my Alpha baby, aren't you?"
The other let out a heavy, breathy whimper. He didn't know how to deal with Namjoon begging for him like that and using the same cards to get him going.
Cue his greatest weakness. It wasn't just Namjoon that had an overwhelming need to feel like he was satisfying his mate all the time. Hoseok had it too, albeit buried under all his teasing remarks.
It was the same reason he didn't like facing away from Namjoon, and why he always liked them being vocal. He needed to know he was doing a good job, he yearned for praise just like Namjoon did.
The words swirled around in his head, making him moan and pucker his lips.
Namjoon tilted up to meet his wish for a quick kiss, with way more tongue than lip action. Just the way they liked it.
Hoseok didn't say anything else, instead just pushing his head more to the side, set straight on putting his mark on his mate. He shifted in place, easy now that he was on top of him. His fingers were surprisingly gentle, but not for long.
"Mine." He groaned. He didn't know when he had pulled at the back of Namjoon's neck, bringing him to his mouth and taking in how the chocolate scent was getting richer as his peak approached.
It spiked and started to project as Namjoon felt what Hoseok was doing, suddenly so needy for the bite, needy to come, needy for his mate. It had all been building up with every passing comment from his mate, all the stimulation up to this point, and now it seemed to be giving way.
Before Namjoon knew it, he felt teeth sink in deep around his scent gland.
"Fuck, please. I need you to- ngh! Hoseok!" He gasped loudly, the full name acting as evidence to how shocked he actually was. His hand immediately went to the back of Hoseok's head, pulling on his brown locks.
He gulped in air, feeling all of it get knocked out by how hard we was suddenly coming, in absolute ribbons.
His eyes watered, a few tears escaping down the sides of his wide open eyes. His body flinched at how fulfilling the bite felt, like that one scratch had finally been itched. He hadn't even realised Hoseok hadn't marked him yet.
"Alpha baby..." He whispered under his breath as he felt sharp pleasure pouring into his body, the source of it being his scent gland. It was so intense, making him shake slightly.
"Yeah, yeah just like that. Oh yeah, fuck." He stuttered, finding his voice, even if it was quiet. His mouth stayed dropped open, sounds being forced out.
His hips bucked up as his cock emptied itself inside Hoseok. So much fucking cum.
The other felt it all, making his eyes widen. Before he could stop it, a loud whine flew out of his mouth at the idea that he just did that. He did that to Namjoon.
The thought pushed him over the edge.
"Joon! I'm gonna come." He gasped quietly on the other's neck when he felt the first spurt of cum leave his cock, followed by the rest in floods, all at once over Namjoon's abdomen. "Oh my god, Joon."
Namjoon groaned as he felt Hoseok's release and the way he clenched around him. His hand flew to get his cock in his hand and started to jerk it off messily.
He could hear his mate moaning near his ear, clearly lost in pleasure just as much as he was. His hands ran up Hoseok's thighs either side of his own, grabbing his ass with both hands, pushing it down on his cock.
His own voice came out in struggled pants, trying to voice out his delirious feelings. He got off so easily with the pleasure that Hoseok's bite and tightness was giving him.
This was like the orgasm that he never knew he needed. The other one seemed so pathetic compared to now.
His eyebrows furrowed as he felt the over-stimulation starting to kick in, but was he was going to stop it? As if.
When the aftershocks settled, he pulled Hoseok out of his neck, needily kissing whatever skin he could find before he reached his mouth.
Their lips met wildly, groans becoming whimpers between them, pleasure to good to be true.
Namjoon sucked on Hoseok's tongue, fingers tangling through his hair as his focus shifted to control the kiss.
The action left the other reeling, and he moved his own thin fingers to hold Namjoon's jaw, hurriedly keeping their mouths moving in harmony. Never had he been so glad that they switched their position before.
His heard was thudding, and he was one hundred percent sure he could feel the other's under his chest.
Namjoon rolled them over in bed playfully, switching their places back and forth for no real reason. His arms went around Hoseok's back, lazily swiping his hands over the warm skin as their lips took turns dominating, eventually settling into equal control.
He felt high, like he was floating on top of clouds or something. A purr was even leaving his mouth, despite being muffled by Hoseok's lips on his.
Their smiles grew the longer they stayed doing this, and eventually the kiss was nothing more than grins and teeth. They ended it softly and pressed their foreheads together.
After a few moments, Namjoon opened his eyes to see Hoseok already staring at him.
"Alpha baby." He mumbled fondly. "I love you so much." He kissed the top of his nose with a smile, feeling a pair of thumbs stroke back and forth against his cheeks.
Hoseok's eyes crinkled as he grinned back. "I love you too, Joon." He answered.
Namjoon ran both hands through his hair with a deep breath then pressed a multitude of non-stop kisses to Hoseok's face, feeling very lovey dovey from the pleasure he just experienced.
"That was so good." He suddenly stated, breathing as heavy as he would after a marathon. Then again, does a sex marathon count?
Hoseok smirked at how hyper Namjoon was, like he was a child in a sweet shop. "Yeah, I know it was. I was here too." He answered with a fond laugh.
"No but that was- damn, I've never felt so good." Namjoon smiled excitedly, pressing yet another kiss to Hoseok's cheek.
"You're welcome. Bet you're glad I made you jealous." Hoseok smirked.
Namjoon's smile fell into a pout. "I wasn't jealous. I was just annoyed." He turned them so Hoseok was on top of his chest, tightening his arms and legs around him, proving his own words wrong.
"Mm-hmm. Sure." Hoseok looked up at him with a flirty look. "I like riling you up. Possessive you is my favourite you."
Namjoon couldn't help but hum, stroking over his body. "Same here."
The other rolled his eyes. "Says the man who didn't let me bite him for so long. So fucking annoying. I had to shove you down and pin you to the bed to even get near your neck."
Namjoon thought about it for a second before smiling sheepishly. "I'm sorry, I didn't realise. Don't be mad, baby." He whispered. His bright smile crept onto his face again as he saw the other's expression soften the slightest.
Hoseok raised an eyebrow. "It's not funny. Next time, if you don't let me mark you, fuck off. On your terms, pft. You can shove them up your ass, I don't care about them."
There was a pause before Namjoon bit his lip mischievously. "But, I only like your cock up my ass."
Hoseok tried not to react, he really did. But he ended up giving up, sighing as his angry act was cut short.
"Course you do." He laughed, sitting up and straddling Namjoon who was still inside him. His hips slowly did infinity-shaped grinds, like a boat rocking side to side on a calm sea.
(An- the boat was riding the waves a minute ago oops)
Namjoon smirked, stroking up and down his sides. "But you can't even deny that my terms were all bad. Did you not like feeling me against you?... The way you were holding onto me says different. Yeah, go on. Look, you can't even lie."
Hoseok's smile became wider the more he thought about it. "Okay fine, I did. I'll let you off the hook this time."
He then lifted himself up, letting Namjoon slip out of him with a soft moan. A grimace made its way onto his face as an onslaught of cum started to spill out of him, onto his thighs and the other's stomach. "Ugh."
Namjoon laughed, half cringing - half smug about it. "Messy enough for you?"
Hoseok made a face. "Smooth enough for you?" He retorted back, referencing the other's earlier dialogue, which was really one for the books. It was crazy how many inside jokes they had from today alone.
"Shut up. We both know you love how smooth it is. My dick game's too strong for you. You begged for it before." Namjoon added after a moment.
"Okay, but I'm not the giddy one right now. You gotta admit, I owned you at the end. You needed me to help you. All this cum was because of me, you know." Hoseok answered with a snigger.
Namjoon groaned, putting his arms behind his head and stretching them. "Mhmm, I never denied that. Fuckin' hell, Alpha baby. I always need your sexy ass to help." He smirked when he heard a prideful hum. "But you can't say anything when I made you finish twice in like two seconds. I can make my bitch come so easily, apparently."
"Joon!" Hoseok slapped his chest, mouth dropping open. He laughed in defeat. "Okay, I'll give you that. I'll be your bitch for a bit longer. It's a reward for fucking me good."
Namjoon preened, biting his lip. "Ooh damn, keep the compliments coming. You're still all loved up."
"Oh yeah! Joon, I need you so bad. I'm so desperate." Hoseok moaned, exaggerating it, making it extra breathy and high pitched.
Namjoon laughed. "Don't pretend you don't sound exactly like that. Before, I just had to make a cake joke and you were ready to fuck." He joked light-heartedly, not even lying though.
Hoseok sighed, wanting to wipe off the gloating expression on the other's face. Maybe it was time for those plans he made earlier.
"You know summa. That reminds me, I actually haven't got to taste you properly yet..." He leaned in and ran the tip of his tongue up over Namjoon's lips. "I want it straight from your cock because you know... it tastes good that way." He smirked, knowing he'd just thrown the uno reverse card of the century.
Namjoon groaned, looking over his body and then sitting them up faster than you could say the word whipped. "Oh, fuck. Fine, you win." He cursed as he picked up on the implication.
Hoseok started to rub his neck, thumbing the bite again. "I thought you wanted to cuddle. You seemed to be adamant about it before."
The other bit his lip at the little flickers of pleasure running through him. "Not anymore. We can do that later."
Hoseok hummed smugly. "That's what I thought." His hands had already crept to the other's shoulders. "Shower?"
Namjoon moved off the bed, getting a good grip and lifting Hoseok up, making him yelp excitedly. He walked them to the bathroom, flicking the Iight switch. He had obviously turned enough for Hoseok to catch a glimpse of his reflection.
"Joon! What did you do to me?" Hoseok all but squawked. "Put me down right now!"
Namjoon smirked, setting him on the ground and watching him go to the wide mirror, hung up on the wall above the sink at the other side of the bathroom.
In the meantime, he stepped into their glass shower, switching on the water, wanting the mess of sweat and cum off his body. He groaned as the water cooled him down almost immediately, and he found himself just keeping it cold for a second to let it run down his face and body before he turned it warmer.
The smug smile stayed plastered on his face as he saw his mate do a double take when he saw his body.
"I'm not a dot to dot drawing, Joon!" Hoseok's gaze travelled over himself, namely the hickeys everywhere. Especially in the places he couldn't see, like his neck and shoulders. He might as well have been a dalmatian.
"You're my mate, same thing. You love it really. Don't think I don't see you biting your lip." Namjoon teased.
He raised an eyebrow smugly when Hoseok stayed silent, not disagreeing.
"Plus, look at me. Your scratching, especially on my arm, makes it look like I've been mauled by a wild animal. Your nails are so sharp." He grimaced as some of the deeper scratches slightly stung under the water.
Hoseok burst into non-regretful laughter, shrugging as he realised he was no better. "Technically, you were mauled by a wild animal."
Namjoon smiled and ran his fingers through his now close to black and dripping wet hair, before stepping out of the running water to look at Hoseok. "Not just any wild animal. My sexy Alpha baby." He replied, checking out his mate. "C'mere."
The other moaned softly, licking his lips at how Namjoon looked with water running down his naked body. He smiled, glancing once more at the mess on his own skin before walking over.
Namjoon smirked at his shaky legs. As Hoseok joined him, his hands immediately grabbed him, pulling their bodies together. The water felt so good, but it felt even better together. He found himself relaxing a whole lot more with Hoseok. He hugged him tightly, putting his weight on him for a few seconds.
When they pulled away, Hoseok started to soap him up, massaging and cleaning him everywhere properly, especially his shoulders, arms and thighs, making him groan appreciatively.
"It's all true, Joon." He whispered after a moment.
His mate looked at him in question. "What's true?"
Hoseok smiled. "What I said to you at the end... From how amazing you are, to how I'm so glad you're my mate, to how I'd do anything for you. I'm being serious." He bumped their noses together. "I'm yours. I love you so much."
Namjoon lifted up and kissed his forehead, letting his lips linger for a second. "I love you too. I absolutely adore you, 'seok." He then mumbled with nothing short of heart eyes.
They stayed still like that for probably a minute or two, before Hoseok leaned in near his ear. "You're the best Alpha I could ask for." He tagged onto their confessions, getting them completely out of their mushy movement within a few seconds. Honestly, he was still buzzing at how much he could do with that word.
His soapy hands reached Namjoon's cock, which he payed extra special attention to, easily more than just getting him clean. If anyone asked, he totally wasn't the reason why it had gotten half hard again.
"Way to ruin the moment. This mouth of yours is dangerous." Namjoon groaned, laughing and putting a finger to Hoseok's lips. "You've called me that today more than you have in the last few months combined... What's the catch? You're actually insatiable."
The other moved them under the water, wanting all the suds washed off so he could see his body better. "No, because that would mean I don't get satisfied. But... I most definitely do." He whispered, feeling Namjoon purr at the sentence and grab him closer by the ass, pulling him to his wet body.
"I'm just feeling selfish, and extra greedy about what's mine today." He carried on explaining flirtatiously. "Don't get used to it. It's just for tonight. Not had you in ages."
Namjoon raised an eyebrow. "Ah, so that's how it gonna be. I'll just have to make the most of it." He was very much undoubting that they were going to be going late into the night at this rate.
"Of course." Hoseok smirked back and pecked his lips. His fingers traced around Namjoon's hips, trailing down his thighs, pressing harshly into every mark he had made so far. Then, his hands crept back to his mate's ass, scratching right across either side to the front of his thighs.
Namjoon winced. "Watch it."
Hoseok smiled mischievously. "Oh come on. Just because I ain't tapping your ass tonight doesn't mean it's not mine. And plus, you've been spanking me so much. Let me have some freedom."
The other rolled his eyes at him playfully, not replying because of the truth in his words. He grunted, at both the words and the soft pain of him still pressing into the bruises.
"You love roughing me, don't you? I bet you're gonna make more marks while you're on your knees." He laughed huskily.
"Damn right..." Hoseok replied mindlessly, getting a bit lost as he admired Namjoon's skin, the hickeys shaped like his mouth and the scratches that matched his nails.
Namjoon reached to wash Hoseok up too, but abandoned the idea when he felt him trail a touch back on his cock.
Oh, they were doing that first.
No complaints from him. He didn't dare refuse when he was pushed against the tiled walls, and wet kisses started being planted along his jaw. Then, as the water switched off, the smell of peaches took over his senses, making him lick his lips.
Even Hoseok could tell his scent was sweetening, his body gearing up for a supposed round two... or was it three... four by now? He didn't even know, but what he did know was that he was so addicted to the pleasure that his mate could give him. Never had the phrase 'Third time's a charm' been so applicable in his eyes.
He mouthed further down, licking over his bite a few times to get the water off, and his scent back on it. "Mate." He growled softly, moving out of Namjoon's neck and looking at him expectantly.
The other just blinked back at him, confused for a couple of seconds, before picking it up. "Mhm, mate." He echoed, stroking his hair fondly.
Hoseok smiled and leaned in until their faces were nearly touching. "Alpha." He whispered, pressing his body to the other. Both of his hands went down Namjoon's front as he teased a kiss.
"Alpha baby." Namjoon answered back breathily, eyes darkening and hand lifting to stroke his bite above his collarbones.
"Mine." Hoseok carried on, slowly moving down Namjoon's chest, mouthing over his nipples and those pecs of his. He got various groans from the other, and a very breathy version of the word in response. "Mine."
He shook his head as he mouthed down his midriff. "Mine." He repeated, sucking the droplets of water as he went down, smirking as he made eye contact. His tongue hungrily licked all the way down his body until he was on his knees, teasing each of his hip bones.
Namjoon moaned, knowing it added to the many visuals of Hoseok in his memories now. The frown stayed on his face though, not knowing why the other didn't like the response. "Mi-" He cut himself off with a harsh inhale. His frown disappeared and a shiver went down his body as Hoseok's tongue ran down his vline, right to his cock, where it lingered.
"Mine." Hoseok whispered again, looking up through his lashes as he pressed a wet kiss to the side of his cock.
Namjoon's breath caught again, body jolting forward and thrumming with pleasure, understanding what he meant. Hoseok licked at his cock again, making him try - and fail - to find a grip on the tiled wall of the shower.
"Yours." He finally panted shakily, stroking through Hoseok's hair at how it already felt so good. His mouth dropped open in utter pleasure as he looked at his mate on his knees. "All yours." His eyes locked onto the other's amused, but equally lustful ones staring up at him.
"Yes, you are." Hoseok purred in agreement, making it very clear that it was the right answer. He gave a rewarding suck on the head of Namjoon's cock, moaning as he felt the grip in his hair tightening considerably. He pressed tongue slick kisses up his cock, hungrily staring at how Namjoon was at full hardness. He already knew his lips were going to get even more swollen up and sensitive than they were at the moment.
"I want a good taste. I could probably make you come as hard as before."
He hummed as he heard the other groan, obviously ready. He was ready as well... to give Namjoon a taste of his own medicine and put his little plan into action. Namjoon had brushed him off too much today.
His tongue ran up the entire length of his mate's cock, doing a little twirl at the head before he smirked.
"Or maybe first... I'll make you wait."