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This got me all dizzy! So hot 🥵 mentioning the boss in the middle/end of sexy time - suddenly I wasn’t sure what to think but the writing got me back to the scene so quickly. Excellent 👌🏻
Bruh your writing got me so fucked up 💀 I’m all about that creepy shit. Can I request a Hobi one with praise kink, daddy kink, and stalkery bff Hobi taking care of OC after a bad day/date/etc 🖤
bye ily
pairing: hoseok x reader
genre: friends to lovers
warnings: mentions of blood and violence (not towards the reader), mentions of stalking, oral sex (f!receiving), daddy kink, praise kink, a little bit of degradation, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, creampie, hobi is so soft for the reader 💖
edited.
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The sigh you let out against his neck gave him shivers. He tightened his arms around you, leaning his cheek on top of your head. There was something intimate and comforting about holding you in the dark; no nightlight or candles burning, just your heart beating against his. It didn't take long for Hoseok to figure out that this was all he ever wanted.
"I'm so tired, Hobi," you whispered. "I had such a long day."
He hummed, running the pads of his fingers down your arm softly.
"Tell me about it."
He didn't need to ask; he already knew what happened. No matter how busy he was, he always made sure he knew what you were doing and where you were going. He was your best friend, after all. It was his responsibility to take care of you. You didn't need to know the details; like how his footsteps traced yours through the shadows, or how he had to spend hours washing blood off his tools. Why worry your pretty, little head with such trivial matters? You trusted him to protect you, and that was exactly what he did.
"Maybe later?" You offered, fidgeting with the chain around his neck.
Hoseok nodded, like he didn't know that your boss yelled at you earlier, or that you finally let yourself cry on your break, buckling under the pressure of your responsibilities. He lifted your hand and pressed a kiss to your wrist.
"Okay."
You sighed again.
He let his fingers trail down to your thigh, caressing your soft skin with his thumb.
"What is it, babe?" He murmured, tilting his head down to look at you. "What do you need?"
Just the innocent way you looked up at him was enough to wreck him. Perhaps he should have been used to it by now, but there was only so long he could remain on the sidelines without making a move.
It was ironic how his love made it so difficult for him to control his impulses; unless it came directly to you.
"Just-" you paused to swallow thickly, and he wondered if you were nervous. "Just a distraction."
Hoseok hummed again, flattening his palm against your thigh. With his free hand he stroked your hair attentively, staring into your eyes.
"Like?" He coaxed. "Want me to take care of you?"
He wasn't even sure what exactly he was offering; he supposed that depended on you. And it looked like he hit the jackpot because you nodded, your gaze falling to his lips.
His heart drummed in his chest. Was this his chance? He knew you so well, and yet there was a fear stirring somewhere in him, coiling around his ribs like a serpent. He didn't want to lose you. He probably shouldn't move closer...
He did anyway, inching his face towards yours, unable to resist the magnetic pull of your gravity. You were the focal point of his universe, and he agonized over how much he wished he could tell you that too often.
"Want me to help you forget?" He whispered, moving his hand up your thigh. It rested dangerously close to your center. Still, he didn't cross the line completely, even when your eyes fluttered shut. He wanted to hear you say it. He wanted you to acknowledge your feelings and give into them, to be just as enchanted by him as he was by you.
And it looked like his dream was about to come true. He could feel the warmth of your breath on his lips, your hand falling on top of his to move it closer to the heat in between your legs. The throbbing in his cock matched his erratic heartbeat, his own eyes closing when the tip of his nose touched yours.
"What do you need?" He was still cautious, his voice remaining a whisper, as though he was afraid of breaking the spell that has fallen over you. He squeezed your thigh. "Need a friend?"
He could feel and hear the shaky exhale that left your lips.
"No."
"No?" He echoed.
He finally released your thigh, only to place his hand in between your legs, pressing it right into your covered cunt. The soft gasp you released made his dick twitch.
"Need a man?" He suggested instead, moving his head so his lips could reach your cheek. "Just someone to love you and fuck you good. Is that it?"
You parted your thighs, a tempting invitation Hoseok would never be able to resist. He started rubbing you through your shorts, dragging his fingers along your clit slowly. You grabbed on to his sleeve, bunching up the material in your grip.
"Come on," he urged softly, "answer me, baby."
The anticipation was too much to bear at this point, helping him grow bolder.
You nodded, your lips pressing against his. It was everything he had ever imagined and more, and even though he still wanted a verbal answer, he couldn't find it in himself to pull away. You tasted so good, completely overtaking his senses as he kissed you back. He could smell your perfume, feel the softness of your hair tickling his neck. Everything about you turned him on; most likely more than you'd ever know.
He didn't mind though. This was his chance to love you, to give you everything you needed and maybe even help you realize that you belonged together.
He pulled your bottom lip in between his teeth. With a little, adorable noise of surprise you took the hint and parted your mouth, letting his tongue brush against yours. His fingers pressed harder into your core, igniting your nerves as he stroked you. The moan you let out into his mouth was something he knew any angel would give up their wings for. He surely would.
But when he started to feel the cotton material of your shorts dampening under his touch, he growled, breaking the kiss to look at you.
He could almost see the flush gracing your cheeks, spreading all the way down to your neck. So pretty.
"I want a proper answer," he demanded hoarsely. "Do you want me?"
"Yes," you sighed against him, seeking his lips.
But Hoseok was far from done. In fact, he was just getting started.
"How, baby?" He asked, abandoning your clit to rub circles into the wet spot on the entrance to your cunt. "Want it hard? Need a firm hand?"
From the way you were struggling to not fall apart, and from knowing you for so long, he really didn't need to ask. But he found satisfaction in the way you nodded quickly, biting your lip.
"Please, Hobi."
He licked a wet stripe up your neck, practically feeling your pulse speed up under his tongue.
"So you just need a daddy to look after you, hm?"
Your eyes snapped open, widening for a moment before your head lolled against his shoulder.
"Oh god," you moaned.
That sounded like a yes to him.
When he kissed you again, it wasn't sweet like the first time. It was hot and messy, heavy breaths mingling as he pushed you down onto the mattress. His hands almost trembled, both from the nervousness and the impatience that suddenly gripped him.
He needed to be inside you. As deep as possible, marking every inch of you, until you were so wrapped up in each other you couldn't tell where he ended and you began. He put that process into motion by kissing you more, sucking your lower lip into his mouth.
"I'm gonna give you everything you need," he murmured, nudging your legs apart with his knee. "Everything you want."
A soft noise that sounded much like another whine left you as he lowered his mouth to your neck. He wanted to hear it again. For his soul it was the sound of rain outside the window after a drought. He wanted to drown in it.
He worked on covering every inch of your neck with the warmth of his lips, his hands slowly pulling up your shirt.
"You sound so pretty."
The next little whine made his cock throb. He caressed the expanse of your stomach, sighing into your skin.
"Tell me something, baby," he pulled away from your neck to finally take your shirt off. You raised your arms, aiding him in getting rid of it, watching him throw it somewhere onto the the floor.
"You like being complimented, don't you?"
He stared down at you as he pulled down one bra strap. You were captivating, your eyes shining and chest rising with uneven breaths, like your air supply was cut off by lust. Like he was your air at the moment, and it looked as though you were going to suffocate if he didn't touch you.
You nodded, albeit shyly. So quiet. Perhaps it was strange for you to be vulnerable with him in such a new way. He loved it. He loved your trust in him, and he had every intention of showing you that.
"Complimented overall?" He questioned lowly. "Or by me?"
Damn his possessive nature, because he wasn't able to hold back. It didn't look like this was going to be a problem though, because you nodded more feverently.
"You. Only you."
Hoseok could feel his temperature rise, and he knew he was about to lose it.
"Yeah? How long has this been going on?" He had to ask. His big hand squeezed the flesh of your thigh firmly. "Does it make you wet? Does that little pussy clench when I call you my good girl?"
You shuddered under him, hiding your face in his neck.
Gently, he grabbed your jaw, forcing your head back up, deep, dark eyes locking on yours.
"Good girls answer when they're asked a question."
You released a deep breath.
"Yes."
He bit his lower lip. He loved watching you unfold for him, so naturally, finally falling apart petal by petal.
You tried to escape his gaze, but he refused to let you, tilting your chin again.
"Nuh-uh, baby. Don't look away."
A kiss on your collarbone, then your neck.
"Just let go."
Another landed on the swell of your breast, tingly and warm. Your hands tightened around his shirt.
"You're so fucking pretty."
A kiss on your left breast now.
You arched your back and parted your legs, offering yourself up to him so eagerly. It was more than he ever expected or deserved; and he definitely didn't expect pleading.
"Daddy," your fingertips dug into the hard muscles of his arms. "Please. I need you."
Your voice was almost a whisper, but he definitely heard you. He groaned, fumbling with his belt buckle above you.
"Say that again."
"Need you, daddy," you moaned obediently. "Please fuck me."
His hips jerked as you lifted your hand to palm at his crotch.
"Oh god," he breathed, his fingers wrapping deftly around your wrist to stop you. "You can't just say shit like that when you touch me. I'm gonna come."
You moaned again and continued to rub his cock. You could feel its stiffness beneath the jeans, feel his grip on your wrist loosening.
"Then come," you answered simply.
Hoseok hissed through his teeth. He didn't know how to hold back; he couldn't stop the dizzying need that was turning into searing pleasure way too quickly. If your hands all over him was what you wanted, why would he deny you? He let you touch him, so hot everywhere that he wasn't sure if he could feel tears well in his eyes or not. His hips buckled into your hand, a loud groan leaving him as he came, his cock twitching in the tight confines of his jeans.
He rested his cheek on your chest, listening to your heart hammer away while he tried to calm his breathing. He never came that quickly before, and he had never felt so satisifed but ravenous at the same time either.
"God," he lifted his head. "I-"
love you almost slipped out of his mouth. He licked his lips, attempting to redirect his thoughts onto a safer route for now. He didn't want to crash.
"You're a fucking tease," he muttered instead, squeezing your breast in his hand. He could feel your nipple poking out through the soft material of your bra. He could not wait to put his mouth all over you.
"But I'm so fucking glad you did that," he said with a sigh, placing his lips against yours. "Because now I have all night to fuck you."
The 'please' that reached his ear again made all the blood rush back down to his dick. He couldn't wait to make you come; there was so many ways he wanted to make you come.
By the time your clothes were scattered all over the floor, he already had your pussy clenching around his tongue, his thumb rubbing circles into your clit. Your taste alone made him feel heady, the slick staining the sheets below you not quite fitting for how you whimpered after you came, avoiding his eyes as you tried to catch your breath.
"Don't be shy," he said, lifting himself up to hover above you. "You're fucking stunning."
He knew you could taste yourself on his tongue when he kissed you, and the curious parting of your lips made him groan.
"Good girl. Still want daddy to fuck you?"
Your arms wrapped around his muscular back, pulling him closer.
"Please. Please."
"There you go," he praised, nudging the tip of his cock against your tight hole. "You're so good for me," he groaned. "I'll give my good girl everything she fucking wants."
He knew you were wet, but the fact that he pushed in with absolutely zero resitance made him feel like he could immediately come again. He buried his face in between your breasts, feeling his cock leak precum right into your warm cunt.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck."
"Daddy," you gasped.
Hoseok tried to soothe you, ignoring his own need to pin you down and fuck you already.
"I know, baby, I know," he promised. His cock twitched inside you. "Daddy's here. Daddy will give you anything you want."
He pulled out of you with a breathy groan and slammed back in slowly.
"My time," he began grinding his hips into yours, his cock reaching so deep he thought he was going to burst. "My- my wallet," his breath hitched. "My cock. My-"
heart and soul. The words were lost in the moan that interrupted them. He quickened his pace, making sure you felt every inch of him as he fucked you.
And you took it so well, moaning so prettily he could barely restrain himself anymore.
"Good job," he grunted, nipping at your jaw. "So good for daddy. My precious, little girl."
He didn't think it was possible for your pussy to get tighter, but it did, pulling a deeper grunt out of him.
"Like hearing how well you take daddy's cock, huh?" He kissed your neck, delighted by the shiver that went through you. "Like hearing what a perfect, little slut you are for me?"
The wetness that flooded his cock made his thrusts louder, sloppier. You squeezed him like a vice, stealing his breath and making his knees weak as you came again. He gripped the sheets beneath you so hard his knuckles turned white, trying his best not to explode and fill you up.
He was supposed to pull out.
He chanted the reminder to himself over and over again in his head, even when his cock began to spurt ropes of cum inside you as he fucked you through your orgasm, his gaze locked on your wide eyes. Your cunt twitched around him, your moans growing into loud cries, fingers digging into his hips to press him deeper inside you.
Hoseok lost himself, the high taking over him completely. He released a string of profanities into your chest as his head fell into it helplessly.
Minutes passed by in comforting silence. While you were ready to drift off, he could feel his cock thrumming inside you, growing harder despite the fact that he just came. And a second time at that.
But he could not wrap his head around the fact that he got to come inside you. It made goosebumps break over his arms, the squelch that came with his next thrust sending butterflies straight to his stomach.
You jerked in surprise.
"Daddy-"
"Good girl," he whispered. "You're doing so well. You can take some more for daddy, right?"
His thrusts picked up again, sweat dripping down his chest as he slipped a hand under your ass, adjusting you with a groan. Now that he knew what it felt like to be inside you, to have you overflow with him, there was nothing that could have stopped him from fucking his cum as deep into you as it could go.
It looked like he wouldn't have the time tonight to visit his garage, after all.
Oh well. Your boss would be fine, he was sure. Might bleed out until the morning. But then, that wasn't exactly Hoseok's problem, now, was it?
You reap what you sow.
He continued fucking you into your mattress, lifting your leg smoothly to put it over his shoulder. The new angle had your nails raking down his back, some of his cum leaking out of your cunt and onto the sheets.
He hissed, his tongue tangling with yours as he kissed you. He pulled away only to ask one question, his voice tender.
"Full?"
"Yes, daddy," you moaned. "So full."
His fingers searched for yours blindly. He refused to look away from your face, beautiful and scrunched up in pleasure all because of him.
"Good."
He entwined your fingers, then slammed his cock into you with a force so sudden you cried out. The bed shook under you, his pace becoming nothing short of brutal. His goal was to fuck you until the only thought in your head was him; and the 'yes, yes, yes' being moaned into his ear was enough to convince him that he was doing a decent job.
He dipped his head to put his mouth around your nipple, sucking harshly when you stuck your chest our for more.
"Good girl, good girl," he groaned. "Daddy's girl. Yeah, baby?"
It seemed like you didn't know any other word right now besides yes.
"Good," he repeated.
Mission accomplished.
Hobi in LA. Why is he always so cute?
I’m trying out different settings and brushes at the moment. Fun times.
Please don’t edit or reupload.
Hoseok in 2016
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The Serpent's Shadow || J.HS || 5
Pairing : Jung Hoseok X Reader
Genre : Angst, teeny weeny tiny bit of fluff
Summary : But how could the Serpent ever know? What's happening behind his back? In his own Shadow? Without looking back?
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This story is IN the Harry Potter time line!
( Deathly Hallows Part one & two)
Wordcount: 0.8k
The Serpent's Shadow Masterlist | Next
" Carrow, you can hand that one over to me." Hoseok said as he motioned to the second year gryffindor in Carrow's grip.
" You seem to have a certain grudge against Gryffindors and that one Hufflepuff." Carrow smiled.
" Don't remind me." Hoseok said as he stared the Gryffindor down, who shrunk under his gaze.
" Wanna torture this one together?" She blinked at him as if it's a cute thing couples would do.
Hoseok gave her a disgusted expression.
" Certainly not. I'm good with you being on a 10 meter distance." Hoseok told her.
Her smile fell as Hoseok roughly pulled the Gryffindor out of her grasp and walked down the hall with her.
They kept walking they reached one of the hallways near the Gryffindor commonroom, where he let go of her grasp with her.
" Go. But make it look like I hurt you next time." He told her as he turned around to leave.
" What? But how?" She asked puzzled.
" I don't know. Try acting, or ask one of the older Gryffindors, they have a lot of experience." Hoseok waved his hand at her as he walked off, checking on if anyone saw.
-
It's a little over 9 at night when someone knocks on Hoseok's door.
His first worry is that it's a death eater who simply wants to talk to him.
His second worry is that it's Draco who wants to cry again and complain how hard his life is.
His third worry is that it's Carrow, who hadn't seen him at dinner because he didn't show up. ( Mainly because he wasn't in the mood to see her face.)
" Who is it?" He said gruffly.
No one answered, instead the person gently knocked on the door again.
He grumbled in annoyance, but got up from where he was seated on his bed anyway, making his way over to the door and opening it.
The person in front of him had their hood up, but as soon as she peeked over the hood's edge, he pulled her inside, not bothering to step back to create space between them. He threw the door closed behind her.
" Y/N? What are you doing here?" Hoseok asked as literally looked down at you, concern swimming in his dark brown orbs.
You grinned and pulled your hood down.
" I went to see you. I have good news." You smiled.
" What is it?" He asked as he sat down on his bed.
" Harry Potter's been spotted."
-
Ever since you brought him the news, things have been going better.
You've been going to Hoseok's almost every night, sneaking trough the dark hallways at night or him sneaking into your dorm rooms.
Everyone who was part of Dumbledore's Army knew him, and no one minded him. After all, he did help out most of their asses. Often saving them from trouble.
Hoseok felt a lot more at ease since he's been working with both parties. It's become fairly easy for him.
Be a little sweet to Carrow, her running her mouth a tiny bit, you sneaking into his room at night, him reporting to you, and you easing all of his worries by simply being there in his arms.
Just like right now.
The two of you weren't a thing, neither of you actually went to that topic, even after your confession, but laying together like this, wrapped up in each other's company, it just felt right.
" Do you think this will ever change?" You ask softly at some point of the night, looking out of his window into the depths of the black lake.
" That what will change?" Hoseok asked, hoping you're not talking about your relationship.
" The war. Do you think that we'll ever be able to live freely again as wizards? No matter the blood status." You say quietly.
It's quiet for a moment before he answers.
" I think so. I tough that no one would accept me anymore after what they forced me to do. I tough everyone would hate me. Yet here you are. You're always there for me now that I think of it..." He goes quiet at the end of his sentence.
" I'll always be here for you Hobi." You smile at him.
For the first time in a while, he actually smiles back at you.
[ A/N: Hey, yes my mini hiatus is over. I can breath without shaking in pain now lol. Also I know I promised like actual fluff, but it really doesn't fit in the story line yet. So y'all just have to wait sorry xD.]
The Serpent's Shadow || J.HS || 7
Pairing : Jung Hoseok X Reader
Genre : Angst, teeny weeny tony bit of fluff
Summary : But how could the Serpent ever know? What's happening behind his back? In his own Shadow? Without looking back?
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This story is IN the Harry Potter time line!
( Deathly Hallows Part one & two)
Wordcount: 0.8k
The Serpent's Shadow Masterlist | Next
" Many of you are surely wondering as to why I have summoned you at this hour. It's come to my attention, that earlier this evening, that Harry Potter was sighted in Hogsmeade." Snape drawles on depressively.
Not that it's something you didn't know tough. As you were still part of Dumbledore's army, you knew that he was indeed very close by. Closer than Snape would like.
Hoseok on the other side wasn't very much aware. Yes, you've told him that he was sighted before, but he doesn't know that the chosen one is actually in the opposite side of the crowd from where you're standing.
The excited wishpering played it's part, but as soon as Snape's voice started drawling again, everyone turned quiet.
" Now, should , student or staff, attempt to aid Mr.Potter. They will be punished. In a manner consistent of their transgression. Further more, any person to have found knowledge of these events, who fails to come forward, will be treated as equally guilty." He finishes his long drawl of a threat.
" Now then. If anyone here has any knowledge of Mr. Potter's movements this evening, I invite you to step forward. Now." He repeats what he had said before.
Except the very person everyone's worried about steps forward himself.
" It appears, despite your exhaustive, defensive strategies, you still have somewhat if a security problem headmaster." Harry himself speaks up from the middle of the room.
Right on que, the doors of the Great Hall open, and the members of the Order of the Phoenix walk trough, people you have only heard stories of and have seen one picture of before. To your suprise, Jin, Jimin, Jungkook and Yoongi are with them.
" How dare you stand where he stood?! Tell them how it happend that night! Tell them how you looked him in the eye, a man who trusted you and killed him. Tell them." Harry demands.
Now that's part of the story you did not know. You are very much aware that Dumbledore is dead, of course, but from rumors you had come to think that it was either Draco Malfoy's doing, or an accident. Snape always seemed to keen on teaching the students how to defend against the dark arts, not how to turn them against you.
Instead of responding, Snape draws his wand from his pocket, pointing it straight at Harry.
This causes the commotion in the crowd to return, and the open space where Harry's standing only gets opened up more, and you too are pulled back by Namjoon, who's stood behind you.
Harry too, gets pushed out of the way, by McGonagall herself.
She and Snape end up in a small wand fight, with Snape on the losing side.
Hoseok has moved to stand closer to the students, half in front of them as if to protect them. The Carrow's are hit with a spell of McGonagall when Snape draws a shield to avoid it himself, and everyone cheers as Snape chickens out of there.
McGonagall and Harry start talking, but the Deatheaters must've realised that he's in the building.
Then there's suddenly a girl screaming, and then another, and then you're all able to hear He Who Must Not Be Named's voice.
The snake like wishpering manner give you goosebumps, and as soon as he wishpers that you all have one hour to hand him over-
" What are you waiting for? Someone grab him!" Parkinson, a Slytherin suddenly screeches.
Soon enough all Harry's friends are at his side, and the whole Slytherin house is sent into the dungeons.
You catch them giving Yoongi the stink eye, one to which Yoongi replies to with a smirk.
And then there's a few eyes turning to Hoseok, who freezes.
" On who's side are you fighting?" A woman with purple hair asks him, pointing her wand at his face.
Hoseok stares for at her. Not really knowing what to say.
" He's with us." You say, wurming yourself trough the crowd, moving to stand at Hoseok's side.
The purple haired woman doesn't buy it.
" She's right. He really is. He's saved me from the Carrow's before." Parvati Patil speaks up after a moment.
" Me too." Another second year gryffindor said.
" And me." Taehee says.
" Me too." Namjoon says with a smile.
The wizardess is suprised at the commotion, but seems happy nonetheless.
She smiles as she lowers her wand before giving him a wink.
You turn to smile at Hoseok as he does the same to you.
After almost two years, the two of you can finally fight together.
yes hobi werk it kingg
he can’t be stopped