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Let's just admit it.

We're all huge sluts for Hoseok.

The hot drink burned your tongue as you tried to take a sip.

It was too early in the morning to be doing anything.

But here you were, waiting, as per usual.

He liked to make these requests of you, showing him how much you really were his.

Jong Hoseok was your Sugar Daddy.

There were many ways to put oneself through college. But, working a full-time job and getting next to no where from that didn't sound good to you. Slaving in a kitchen with twenty other people risking burns for customers that didn't even give a shit.

At least with Mr. Hoseok, both parties were entertained by what you were doing. And, it didn't always mean sex.

Sometimes he simply didn't want to eat dinner alone. Other times he wanted someone's opinion on his outfit in the morning. And other times, he wanted home cooked meals from a person he knew.

Every time he called you, there was something else he wanted. But, he always gave you what you wanted in return. He was a funny guy with a good heart, but to you, he was Daddy.

He was the chairman of an electronics company that had completely blown up around the world. Everyone had one of his cellphones or one of his laptops. If they were lucky, on of his state of the art cameras.

And you had all three.

Only the best for Daddy's princess.

He paid you in gifts like these sometimes, but mainly, he transferred the money to your bank accounts every month. You were surprised how much he was willing to give you. Anything you said you were interested in, Hoseok would inquire if it was something he could get you.

However, you mainly just wanted your college to be paid for. Although, being near Hoseok wasn't something you were going to complain about.

The way you met Hoseok was at a bar. You had been a waitress for almost two and a half years when this gorgeous man strolled into the building with three or four other men in suits. Your mouth dropped open. The man in the very front was absolutely mouth watering.

All of the waitresses jumped at the chance to serve such a high class man. But, whether it be fate, luck, or sheer coincidence, he sat in your section.

You shooed all the doe eyed girls out of the way and walked over with a gentle smile on your face.

"And what can I get you gentlemen this afternoon?" you asked, readying your pen. They went around the table giving you their orders with big smiles. You got to the gorgeous one and his eyes seemed to run over your frame with a quick movement.

"I'd like a Moscow Mule light ice and your phone number please," he asked, leaning forward and giving you a seductive smile.

"There he goes again," a younger man said, throwing his brown hair out of his face and leaning back in the chair.

"Hoseok, don't be so forward when you've just met someone!" a man with pinkish tinted hair scolds.

"Of course, Hobi-hyung is the first one to hit on the waitress," another one with blonde hair commented.

But you simply smiled and went to go get their drinks. All of the waitresses swarmed you with questions and begged you to give them the table. You shook your head and gave their orders to the bartender.

Namjoon kept shaking the mixer while looking at you.

"You seem tense, what did that guy want from you? You seemed to tense up a bit on your way over here," he said, eyeing up the table.

Namjoon had been like your brother at the bar. Always watching over you and making sure that no man disrespected you while you were at work.

"Just asked for my number and a drink. Harmless," you said, giving him a soft smile. Namjoon didn't take the bait, but decided to leave it alone.

Soon, their drinks were ready and you went back to the table.

The men got quiet when you approach them with their drinks. You gave them a big smile and set their drinks down in the correct order.

"Here we go. A bottle of soju with a cut up lime, bourbon with a shot of pickle juice, lightest beer on tap and a Moscow mule with light ice," you said. They were pleased and thanked you.

The one named Hoseok didn't seem to bother you anymore.

The table stayed for around an hour an a half, casually drinking and ordering small things to snack on throughout the evening.

At the end of everything, you wound up really enjoying the table as a whole. You learned their names. Jungkook, who was the youngest. Jimin, who was older by a few years. Jin who was the oldest of them all. Finally getting to Hoseok, who happened to be the same age as Namjoon who was working the bar!

They were all very kind and made you laugh, even giving you their phone numbers just to hang out again if you wanted.

All in all, the night was a success. You were pleased with their business and for once you were happy to be a waitress.

As you were cleaning up near closing you felt a tap on your shoulder. You jumped slightly, only to see that it was Hoseok.

"Oh, Hoseok-oppa. You startled me. What do you need?" you asked, standing before him. He looked you over for the second time that you could see and stared directly into your eyes.

"Is their anything you want, in this world?" he asked, sitting down at the empty table.

You gawked at him, surprised at his nonchalant attitude towards you. But, you thought about his statement and nodded.

"I want to go to college and not have to work in a bar six to seven days a week," you said, sitting down across from him.

He leaned forward on his arms and smiled at you. "What if I told you I could make that happen?" he asked, cocking his head to the side slightly. You narrowed your eyes at him and sat up a little straighter.

"I'd have to call bull-shit, sorry for the language," you said, crossing your arms.

"What if I proved it to you? Would you be willing to go on a date with me next week?" he asked. Your eyes seemed to get narrower, but you were intrigued by this handsome individual before you.

"What time and where would we be going?" you asked, testing the waters.

"How about dinner in one of my hotels, the one closest to the water has a salmon dish that I'm fond of, are you in?" he challenged.

You weren't one to back down, so you agreed.

The date went surprisingly well. The two of you clicked in a way that you didn't think was possible with someone you'd met in a bar and served drinks to for a few hours. However, Hoseok was a gentleman and treated you like a lady.

After the dinner he'd taken you back to his apartment. Which was a bad move on your part, but the red wine you had had was flooding through your veins and you felt great.

Hoseok sat you down on the couch and approached you with a question on his lips.

"I know this is going to sound awful after just one date... And I don't want to do this to objectify you in anyway... Please understand that I am doing this to help you, and ease my loneliness as well... I want you to be... my sugar baby," he managed to squeak out.

You were enraged at first. But the more Hoseok explained what he would be asking of you, and what it really meant to be a sugar baby, the more you calmed down and started actually listening.

Because originally, it didn't start with sex.

It started with dates and home cooked meals. You coming over for a glass of wine here and there.

However, that wasn't paying enough for you.

You asked if Hoseok would pay you more if you had sex with him. He got a little upset, and rightfully so. You had insulted him...

He said that if you wanted more money, all you had to do was ask for it.

But, one drunken night, the two of you managed to stumble into his bed and go at it like bunnies in the spring time as it were.

The next morning he woke up to you in the kitchen making him breakfast.

And after that, the two of you were hooked on each other.

Now, you were waiting for him in a coffee shop at seven thirty in the fucking morning. All because he wanted to see you before he was stuck in an office for an entire day.

You heard the bell on the door ring and Hoseok's brilliant self walked through the door. Even though you were tired and cranky, you managed to smile and give him a tight hug.

The pair of you sat down at the table and you sipped on your coffee with a delicate precision. Hoseok seemed to admire you as you drank the bitter hot liquid.

"So, why did you call me here so early in the morning?" you asked, looking up from your coffee.

Hoseok leaned back in his spot and gazed at you with his bedroom eyes. You almost choked on your coffee from the sudden arousal you felt, but you remained as composed as you could considering the circumstances.

"I got something at the apartment this morning and I couldn't wait until later for you to see it. So I decided that you should probably have some coffee before you came over, because you aren't going to be leaving for a while," he whispered with a smirk on his face. Your cheeks flushed red and you squirmed in your seat.

For whatever reason, Hoseok knew every single way to turn you on. It seemed ridiculous, but he did.

Every thing that made your skin erupt in sparks, he knew.

He always managed to rile you up some way or another. The way that he slide his hand down your back, almost touching your ass but never getting there.

"And what did you get at the apartment this morning?" you asked, trying to keep yourself from losing it.

Abruptly, Hoseok stood up. His sudden action caused you to stand as well, curious as to what you did wrong. You gave him a stunned look but he simply smiled and shook his head before giving you another hug. You weren't going to say no to his actions so you hugged back.

"I got a new mattress. Better for daddy to fuck his princess on, what do you say?" he asked in a dirty tone. Your face flushed at his words, but you were practically dripping from being in his presence anyways. And the way he ran his tongue over his lips was sinful.

He would certainly be the death of you.

"Can we leave, now?" you asked, already grabbing your bag. Hoseok simply smiled at you and took your arm, leading you towards the door.

-_-_-_-_-

The air was warm when you walked into his penthouse.

It was one of the first things you noticed when you first came to his house. It was full of light and warmth, something that he radiated wherever he went. Hoseok was someone who no matter the circumstances, could make you smile.

The two of you wandered around the apartment for a few moments, gathering your thoughts. Hoseok had been very brash with you, especially out in public. However, that wasn't the first time he'd been like that with others around.

His favorite time to tease you was when his friends were around. You had taken a liking to them and he used that to his advantage. They knew you had some kind of fling going on.

Especially when Jin walked in one morning when you were making breakfast in your bra and panties with one of Hoseok's work shirts on.

You were certain that he had spank bank material for months after that.

However, you didn't want to give them the wrong impression about yourself. You had respect for your mind and your body. And Hoseok was never disrespectful of either. You were going to college, him paying for all of it without batting an eye.

You admired him as he set his jacket down on the couch and stretched out. He was a dance instructor in the afternoons some days and you knew that he was talented with his tongue.

He liked to say that if his father hadn't have given him the company, he would've been in a street dance group or in one of the idol schools where he could be in a big boy band.

Hoseok was talented in anything he did, it seemed. Except for singing... Rapping sure, but never singing.

You walked over and ran your nails down his clothed back temptingly. Hoseok growled slightly as the contact and leant back into your touch. You smiled at the actions and continued to run your nails all over his clothed flesh.

If there was one thing you loved to do during sex with him, it was scratch. You loved looking at the red lines you left behind after a passionate night with him. He'd always admire them in the mirror and say, 'Damn, Daddy must've pounded his princess really good. Look at what you did to Daddy."

His shirt felt so good under your hands, but the muscle underneath the shirt is what you were really interested in. He seemed to understand what you were getting at, so he shed his shirt quickly.

Finally, your hands met his bare skin and you moaned merely at the contact. His warm skin felt like heaven underneath your nails and with every scratch down his beautiful flesh, you saw a shiver run down his spine that had you squeezing your thighs together to relieve the pressure that you were feeling.

Hoseok turned to face you and picked you up so that you were sitting with your legs wrapped around his waist. You leaned down without hesitation and planted your lips on his with eagerness.

You moaned when your back hit a wall roughly.

Hoseok had his hands in your pants, rubbing against your clit with ferocity. You were writhing and screaming with your fingers gripping his shoulders desperately.

"Daddy!" you yelped as he managed to slip a finger inside of your heat.

Everything was so fast that you hardly had any time to register your orgasm that was looming over you.

Suddenly it all hit you and you gripped his shoulders tightly, feeling your climax hit you without much of a build up.

Maybe it was because you hadn't had him in so long your body felt deprived.

That must be it, because the two of you hadn't been able to have much more than quick oral sessions when he visited you in your dorm room.

Sudden pain flared up in your spine and you realized that you had hit your back on the doorknob of the room after Hoseok has slammed you against the door.

"Real," you gasped out.

It was your safe word.

It meant, real pain, really scared, those types of things so that it wasn't mistake with your yelps of pain from punishment or anything like that. Hoseok froze and lowered you to the ground quickly checking you over with worry on his face.

"What is it? Are you hurt?" he asked, patting your head comfortingly. You smiled and pointed to the doorknob.

"I-It got me in the back... I just need a minute," you whispered, rubbing your back, silently cursing the knob for landing in your back at such an inopportune time.

"I'm so sorry princess, you know the last thing I want is to hurt you. When it's not fun anyways," he mumbled, rubbing your back soothingly.

"It's alright Daddy, your princess likes it when you're rough," you said, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him in for an alluring kiss. It was so good to feel his lips against yours and nothing would ever be able to replace the rush you got when his hands wandered back into your panties.

His fingers worked against you deftly as he worked you up a little more.

"I don't think I can wait for Daddy's cock... Can we get straight to the fucking Daddy? Please?" you asked in your submissive voice that you knew got you anything you wanted. Hoseok couldn't resist anything when you said it in that tone.

He moaned and picked you up in his arms once again, much slower this time, being cautious of the door handle and your back. His gentleness made you smile, but you knew it wasn't going to last for long.

"Please Daddy, your princess needs your cock, please Daddy," you whined softly. Hoseok's eyes turned dark as he pulled your pants and panties off in a swift yank. You shivered as you felt the cold air of the room rush over your bare skin.

"Mmm... Daddy loves it when he can see the goosebumps on your skin," he muttered while running his lips over your chilled flesh. You moaned as the warmth of his mouth made you want more.

Why was he teasing so much?

God, as hot as this was, you really just wanted him to be inside of you.

The stretching that occurred every time he entered you. How you always needed a minute before he started moving because you were just so...

Tight.

His pants were being thrown to the floor and you reached up to tug on his hair, urging him to get moving faster.

"Princess is so needy tonight. Since Daddy made a mistake, you are allowed to be greedy tonight, alright princess? Anything you want, Daddy will give you," he said with a low, sultry voice.

"I want your cock, Daddy. Please, put it in me. I want it so bad I can barely think... Fill up your princess Daddy," you moaned out.

Hoseok was quick to take off your shirt and bra, reaching forward to grope your chest harshly. He attached his lips to your nipples and sucked at them the way you loved. You moaned and bucked your hips into his crotch several times. He gasped and bit down on your nipples playfully.

"Daddyyyy," you keened out, tugging on his hair as he ravished your chest. "No more teasing, I want you inside me, that's what your princess wants," you gasped out. Hoseok nodded and brought his mouth away from your chest.

Finally, he lowered his boxers and reached over into the bedside drawer for the condoms. After rolling one on he moved his finger in between your folds to test your wetness. You moaned, already worked up from the one orgasm he'd given you.

Hoseok decided you were wet enough and lined himself up with your entrance. As always, he stopped right before you thought he was going to push in.

"Are you sure?" he asked, like always. Making sure that everything was consensual.

"Daddy, please fuck me," you moaned.

Without any other words, Hoseok pushed forward into your tight heat.

You froze at the sensation of being so full. He always made you feel so good, no matter what position you started in. It always felt amazing.

After a few moments, he pulled out and pushed his full length inside of you. You gripped onto his shoulders and ran your nails down his chest. Hoseok hissed at the pain, but it only drove him further inside of you. It was the desired effect.

The burning of the stretching had your lower stomach in a fiery mess. Every little movement he made drew molten heat into your womanhood. It all felt so good. You couldn't say it enough.

He was always so good to you.

In anything he did with you, he did it to the best of his ability.

It wasn't like him to let you boss him around, so you were going to take advantage of this situation.

"Daddy, I want more kisses," you said breathlessly.

Hoseok really only used kissing as foreplay. He said that during sex it only got in the way. Why would he focus on your lips when he could focus on pounding your pussy so hard you saw stars?

However, he lowered his lips to yours without complaint and started kissing you slowly as his hips picked up speed.

The combined sensations of his lips against yours while his cock was deep inside of you was an overwhelming feeling.

You felt much more connected to him this way.

Other than the obvious one.

"Fuck baby, so tight around my dick. Did you miss Daddy's cock? Huh? Did you miss how well I fuck you? You love Daddy fucking you so hard that you can't walk the next day, huh? Tell Daddy how much you love him fucking you," he groaned into your neck.

"I love how you fuck me Daddy. It always feels so good, you feel good. I don't want to be able to move from this bed for the rest of the day because that means I have to wait for you to fuck me again. I don't want to wait for you cock, Daddy. It feels too amazing," you cried out as he got faster the longer you spoke.

Dirty talk was one of your favorite things. Hoseok wasn't much for it in the bedroom, but it was another one of your perks of the day.

Hoseok's hips continued pounding into you at an alarming rate. You could practically feel the bruises forming already, but you couldn't find a fuck to give.

"I want to ride you Daddy, please," you begged as Hoseok shuddered with effort above you. He gave you a look, but then conceded. He pulled out of you with a wet 'pop' that had you feeling incredible empty.

He laid back, disgruntled that he had to relinquish control over to you. You crawled over to him and pulled the condom off, throwing it into the trash can.

Hoseok about had a heart attack and gripped your wrist before you could get back on him.

"Hang on, we're not doing this without a rubber," he said, going for the drawer.

"I'm on the pill, it was supposed to be a surprise, but I want you to cum inside of me bad. Think you could do that, Daddy? Could you fill your princess with cum?" you whimpered, rubbing your clit to satisfy yourself until he was inside of you again.

Although he seemed a little hesitant, Hoseok let go of your wrist. You happily got on top of him and slowly lowered yourself onto his bare cock. Without much of a warning he bucked up into you. A gasp escaped your throat and you fell forward a little bit. You were in pain but, managed to keep yourself from crying out.

"Oh fuck, princess. It's been so long since I've gone bare. I forgot how good it feels, sorry princess," he apologized while rubbing your chest. You groaned as his experienced hands worked over your sensitive nubs and flesh. You started to move your hips up and down his length, making sure to swivel your hips a little as you came down.

It's been a long time since you'd topped and you forgot how amazing it feels to be in control. Everything moved at the pace you wanted it to and that had you moaning.

"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy," you chanted as Hoseok's hips bucked up to meet yours. You could feel him everywhere. Even though he was underneath you, his hands were on your chest. You could feel him inside of you, filling you up with his length and it euphoric.

"Princess you're so tight, even when Daddy is fucking you so hard. I bet it's difficult to take all of me inside your wet little pussy. Does it sting a little? Or does it feel good?" he questioned, moving a thumb down to your clit.

You gasped and clawed at his chest.

The familiar burning in your stomach started rising again. You needed to cum, and you wanted to feel his release inside of you more than anything right now.

You started smacking your hips against his, making lewd sounds as you worked yourself on his dick as if your life depended on it. Hoseok was groaning murmurs of princess as well as your name.

Exhaustion was creeping into your bones, but desire fueled you forward. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the room and you could hardly believe how hard you were moving on top of him. You wanted to ask if he was alright, but you were too fucked out to care. The only thing that mattered right now was cumming, for the both of you..

Hoseok had a hold of your hips so you didn't buck yourself right off of his lap. The last thing he wanted was to be separated from you at this moment. You moaned out his pet named numerous times before gripping his shoulders hard enough to draw blood.

"Daddy, I'm gonna cum. I want you to cum too, please Daddy. Give it to me. I want your cum leaking out of me as you watch. I want you to see what a mess you've made of your princess. Please Daddy, fucking cum inside of me. I want it so bad," you cried out, running your nails down his chest.

Hoseok moaned out your name as you clawed at his flesh, but he continued to meet your hips each time they came down to maximize both of your pleasures.

Suddenly, he pushed his thumb down on your clit harshly, and that's all it took.

You felt yourself fall over the edge into an orgasm so powerful that if Hoseok hadn't been hanging onto you, you surely would've fallen over from the strength of it all.

Hoseok followed you moments later, the clenching of your walls being no match for his will power. You felt the scorching heat filling you up and everything seemed right. You could feel his cum pouring into you and your heart stopped at the sensation.

He was really doing it.

He really came inside of you.

Eventually, you collapsed onto his chest. Kissing the tattered flesh there delicately.

Soon, Hoseok rubbed your back and helped you onto the mattress. You winced when he pulled out, but you didn't miss the sight of his eyes widening when his release started trickling out of your battered sex.

If he could have, he probably would've kept fucking you right away if only his sex drive would allow that.

-_-_-_-_-

You felt absolutely boneless. As per usual after one of Hoseok's fuck sessions.

"So, what do you think?" Hoseok asked after cleaning you up.

"One of the best rounds we've ever had," you murmured, curling up into his side.

With a huff and a pout Hoseok replied.

"No! Of the mattress!"