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Yoongi moans, sliding a hand into Hoseok’s soft, freshly-dyed locks as he licks into his boyfriend’s mouth. His other hand grips the armrest of Hoseok’s chair as he maneuvers himself onto Hoseok’s lap. They finally have time to themselves and Yoongi wants to make the most of it.
A spark of pleasure flows through his body, resting in his lower belly when he feels how hard his boyfriend already is from their short make-out session. He teasingly rubs his crotch against him, making them both moan; the sound resonates around Hoseok’s small studio.
“Baby,” Hoseok pants, trying to pull away but Yoongi is quicker, stealing another kiss and rutting his hips again with more intention.
He’s pent up because they didn’t have enough time for a quickie this morning before they needed to leave for work, which sucked for Yoongi because Hoseok looked especially delicious after coming out of the shower with water droplets trailing down his bare torso. And on top of that, his new haircut is driving Yoongi insane; it compliments his facial features perfectly and the rich brown color makes his eyes shine. Hoseok is gorgeous and Yoongi wants to appreciate every inch of him.
He’s able to steal a couple more kisses before Hoseok puts a hand on his chest. Yoongi whines and sticks out his lower lip in a pout, which makes Hoseok chuckle.
“Hyung, I have a video conference in a few minutes with the production team to discuss our new album,” he explains. Yoongi’s frown deepens when Hoseok goes on to say that they would have to finish this after the meeting is over.
“But I really want to suck you off.” Yoongi trails his hand from Hoseok’s hair to his small waist. “Please?” He gives his boyfriend the best puppy-dog eyes he can muster. Hoseok falters for a second but then shakes his head.
“There won’t be enough time,” he reasons. Yoongi opens his mouth to protest, but Hoseok swoops in with a kiss. “Later, I promise. I’ll make it worthwhile.” He winks and Yoongi’s stomach flutters.
“You better,” Yoongi tells him and gets off his lap reluctantly. He heads towards Hoseok’s couch and plops down with a huff. Hoseok cackles as he sets up his video conference.
Yoongi scrolls mindlessly on his phone, but glances up when he hears more voices fill the space. Everyone in the meeting begins to greet each other and talk about random things before the meeting starts. Hoseok gives an update about his cats and how they demand for their breakfast every morning, which makes Yoongi laugh quietly. His Tangie is a good boy and waits patiently for Yoongi to give him his food. Hoseok always pouts cutely when he rubs it in every time the subject is brought up.
Someone coughs suddenly, but Yoongi can’t tell who it was from where he’s sitting, which cues everyone to start the meeting. They go over quick introductions and Hoseok transforms into his business mode. The production team has set up these meetings for each of them individually to get their feedback and opinions before discussing them with the whole group. Yoongi’s meeting was a couple days ago, so he just relaxes in his seat and admires Hoseok from behind. He is always amazed by his boyfriend’s professionalism and how eloquent he is with his expressions and ideas.
They are currently discussing the various ideas they have for the new album, which still doesn’t have a name yet. The group will be meeting about that the next morning.
“What do you want listeners to take away from this album?” One of the producers asked Hoseok.
“I want them to have fun listening to the album,” Hoseok answers. His foot taps on the floor as he talks. “I want them to feel like we support them while also showing them a new and mature version of Bangtan.”
Yoongi nods in approval of his answer even though Hoseok can’t see him. He remembers voicing something similar in his own meeting. Especially thinking of the song, “Swim” while it is a more mature song of theirs, it also can be interpreted as them watching their fans from afar and being there for them whenever they need them. The group is divided on the song at the moment, but Yoongi is rooting for it to be included on the album.
“We discussed this as a group before and I agree with this, but we want the album to focus on our roots as seven Koreans and where we come from. I enjoyed my time in the writing sessions back in LA working with some hip-hop producers and I want to formally request that we include some of our hip-hop songs on the album.”
“We appreciate your input, Hoseok-ssi. We will discuss your request more in detail when we have a meeting to narrow down the song selections. There are over one hundred to choose from.”
“If there are some songs that I want on the album, but don’t get selected, is there a possibility I could save them for another solo project?” Yoongi’s ears perk up at that.
They have been so focused on the group’s new album that Hoseok hasn’t brought up anything about another solo venture. He wonders what ideas Hoseok has for his newest project and he knows there’s something cooking in that brilliant brain of his. Yoongi has an idea brewing as well, but it isn’t quite formulated yet.
“Yes it is a possibility,” one of the producers tells him.
“We look forward to having a further discussion in regards to your newest solo project as well,” another producer adds.
“Thank you for your consideration,” Hoseok says politely. “I am looking forward to those discussions as well, but it won’t be for a while yet. My priority is the group right now.”
“Perfectly understandable. I want to go back to something that you said earlier.”
“Yes?” Hoseok tilts his head to the side cutely in curiosity.
“You mentioned wanting to go back to your roots. I have heard similar things expressed by the other members and we came up with an idea. We are gathering everyone’s opinions individually first.”
“We had the idea of connecting the album to the story of the seven young Korean men who traveled to America to attend college there.”
A sound of amazement escapes Hoseok’s lips.
“They recorded one of the first Korean folk songs in America, Arirang.”
“Oh,” Hoseok says and waves his hand around when he gets excited about something. “I really like that idea! That would be perfect for the theme of the album. Could we add a sample of Arirang to one of the songs on the album, then?”
Yoongi wishes it would be possible to kiss Hoseok’s brain. He thinks it’s a good idea as well, but it would depend on which song it is and how long the sample will be. Yoongi would be concerned about it overpowering the song too much. From the way the producers are now talking amongst themselves, it sounds like there will be another meeting soon just to talk about the Arirang sample.
Awesome, Yoongi thinks to himself.
Meetings are such a great way to spend his time. Not. He understands that meetings are important, communication and healthy discussions are needed to problem solve and make decisions, but most of them go on for longer than they need to. Especially if they are poorly planned with no agenda. He doesn’t like to meet just to call it a meeting; send an email instead and don’t waste everyone’s time. He’s been in those kinds of meetings before and he was tuned out for the majority of them.
Speaking of long meetings, the one Hoseok is currently in is dragging on and on. He’s getting antsy sitting still on the couch with hardly anything to do. He doesn’t like scrolling through his social media accounts unless he needs to post something or view something one of the members posted. He doesn’t have his guitar to fiddle with either, but that would also disrupt the conversation Hoseok’s having.
Yoongi doesn’t even know what they’re talking about anymore.
His mind trails back to what he and Hoseok were doing before the meeting started. Hands all over each other’s bodies, swallowing each other’s moans as they get lost in their kisses. Heat pools in his lower belly. Yoongi wishes the meeting would fucking end already so he could pleasure Hoseok right where he sits or get pounded into the couch, whichever came first.
Yoongi’s eyes grow wide as an idea forms into his head. There’s enough room for him to slide under the desk so the production team won’t even know he’s there.
He slides off the couch stealthily and crawls towards Hoseok’s chair. His heart pounds in his chest. This is the first time either of them have done something like this, and it’s incredibly risky, but it would be worth it.
Hoseok gives him a questionable look when he spots him between his legs. He lets out a tiny gasp when Yoongi’s hand hovers over his boyfriend’s bulge.
“Are you alright, Hoseok-ssi?” One of the producers asks with concern in her voice.
“Yes,” Hoseok says, giving Yoongi an intense glance that makes Yoongi’s stomach churns with anticipation. He brings his attention back to the producers. “I accidentally kicked something and it startled me.” Yoongi smirks and teasingly rubs Hoseok’s inner thigh over his jeans. Hoseok’s breath hitches.
Yoongi goes to draw his hand away to tease him even further, but to his surprise, Hoseok catches his hand and brings it right to his crotch. Yoongi licks his lips and gently squeezes. His boyfriend shifts in his chair slightly.
Taking it as permission, Yoongi unbutton’s Hoseok’s jeans and lowers the zipper as quietly as he can. Yoongi palms Hoseok over his underwear and smirks when he feels him twitch. He’s not even semi–hard yet, but Yoongi doesn’t mind. He’ll be rock hard in no time.
Holding Hoseok’s cock firmly in his hand, he mouths at the tip, wetting the fabric to create more friction. He swirls the tip of his tongue around the head, just how Hoseok likes it. His boyfriend shifts in his chair again and bounces his leg nervously, but his voice still sounds steady from what he can hear.
Yoongi sees that as a challenge. He wonders if he’ll be able to crack the wall of professionalism Hoseok has built around himself since the meeting began.
He shimmies Hoseok’s dick out of his boxers the best he can. He licks his lips once more at the sight of his cock. Even Hoseok’s dick is pretty. He wraps his hand around the shaft and laughs quietly when it twitches once more. He rubs his hand up and down a few times, feeling satisfied when it begins to harden in his hand.
Saliva builds up on his tongue when he sees a tiny bit of pre-cum leak out of the tip. He doesn’t hesitate to clean it up, moaning at the salty taste. Hoseok bucks his hips and his cock slides further into Yoongi’s mouth. He grips one of Hoseok’s thighs to get better leverage and takes his cock even deeper, letting it rest on his tongue. Hoseok gasps but plays it off as a cough. Yoongi chuckles and the vibrations bring Hoseok to full hardness.
Yoongi loves how hot and heavy Hoseok feels on his tongue. The tiny pulses are driving him wild. He enjoys cockwarming him whenever his mind becomes too stimulated and he needs something in his mouth to keep him grounded. Hoseok likes it too, letting him do it anytime. Doing it while Hoseok is in a meeting with their producers adds a whole new level of excitement. He feels his own pants become a bit tighter.
He continues to let it rest in his mouth for a few more minutes, but then can tell Hoseok is growing restless. He runs his fingers through Yoongi’s hair and grips the back of his head, all but making him choke on his cock. Spit runs down his chin.
The message has been received.
He hollows out his cheeks and sucks. Hard.
He’s lucky he doesn’t have a recording session the next day because he knows his throat is going to feel rough, but hearing Hoseok lose more of his control makes it all worth it. His breath hitches and he fumbles over some of his words as he continues to describe his personal vision for the album’s direction.
“Are you feeling alright, Hoseok-ssi?” A different producer asks this time. “You look like you’re coming down with something.”
“Yeah,” another one chimes in. “We can reschedule for a different day.”
“N-no!” Hoseok exclaims with a stutter just as Yoongi licks around his head. He tongues the slit and reaches up to fondle his balls at the same time. Hoseok clenches the chair’s armrest so hard his knuckles are turning white. “I’m fine, really.”
Yoongi peers up at Hoseok through his eyelashes and hunger fills his gaze. Hoseok’s face is more flush than it was at the beginning of the meeting. He’s biting his bottom lip and eyeing his computer screen with a hard stare, pointedly not looking down at Yoongi. His breathing is heavier, too. He loves having this effect on his boyfriend.
Yoongi smirks and dips his tongue into Hoseok’s slit once more. By the sound of his strangled whine, he knows that Hoseok is close. Yoongi wraps his lips around the tip and licks in the way that always drives Hoseok wild.
He hears his boyfriend hastily leaving the meeting with the excuse of not feeling well after all-bad chicken for lunch.
“Fucking hell, hyung,” Hoseok says after he shuts his laptop closed with a hard thud. He still has a strong hold of Yoongi’s hair. “Fuck, you feel so good.” Yoongi bobs his head and plays with Hoseok’s balls again, feeling them tighten up in his grasp.
His boyfriend lets out a stream of curses as he paints Yoongi’s tongue with his salty taste. Yoongi hums and swallows as much of it as he can. He pulls off and wipes the remainder from his bottom lip with his thumb. Making eye contact with Hoseok, Yoongi slips his thumb in his mouth and moans around it.
“You’re a menace, hyung.” Hoseok tilts his head back against his chair. Yoongi chuckles, a corner of his mouth turning up in a smirk.
“I was getting impatient,” he tells him as he climbs into Hoseok’s lap. He places a soft kiss on the side of his neck. “Do you think they noticed?”
“I doubt it,” Hoseok says. He pecks Yoongi on the lips and wraps his arms around his waist. “But you would enjoy that, wouldn’t you? Getting caught in such an intimate position? Have someone watch you?” Heat swirls in Yoongi’s belly and he lets out a tiny whimper as he rubs his hard cock against Hoseok’s crotch. He would enjoy that immensely.
“Hob-ah,” he whines. Hoseok’s eyes darken as he slips one hand lower, resting on Yoongi’s ass.
“I would enjoy it too,” his boyfriend admits. “You look so pretty taking my cock, baby. I wish other people could see it sometimes too.”
“Fuck,” Yoongi growls. He slams their mouths together in a passionate kiss. “I need you. Now.”
Hoseok chuckles. He squeezes Yoongi’s ass before gently spanking it. Yoongi understands the cue and slides off his lap. Hoseok gets up and locks their lips together in another heated kiss that makes Yoongi’s head spin. He leads them towards the couch and guides Yoongi to lay down horizontally on the plush leather.
Hoseok hovers over him and the smile he receives makes a shiver run down his spine. “You’re so beautiful, baby.” Yoongi’s stomach flutters as Hoseok is looking down at him with so much love in his eyes. He feels his face flush and his face breaks out in a wide smile.
“So are you,” he responds. He leans up slightly to place a sweet kiss onto Hoseok’s lips. He steals a couple more before Hoseok pulls away, his face unsure. “What’s wrong, love?”
Hoseok rests his forehead against Yoongi’s and a sigh escapes his lips. “I’m sorry, but I started thinking about the meeting and the album and-” Yoongi interrupts him with another peck on the lips.
They have shared their concerns about the album to each other multiple times over the past couple of months. They worry about how different their sound is, discussing whether or not their fans will like it, how others will perceive it, amongst other things.
“Your ideas in the meeting were brilliant,” Yoongi reassures him, “the ones I heard anyway as I was a bit…pre-occupied.” They both snort at that. Hoseok lays his head on Yoongi’s shoulder.
“I’m sorry,” Hoseok apologizes again. “I ruined the mood, didn’t I?”
Yoongi rubs small circles around Hoseok’s back. “No baby,” he tells him, “I still very much want to be pounded into next week because your professionalism is incredibly sexy and it drives me crazy, but if you’re not feeling it right now then we can order take out and cuddle at my place.”
Hoseok’s stomach grumbles at the mention of food and his face flushes. “I really love you, you know that?”
“I know,” Yoongi smiles. “I love you, too.”
Hoseok leans closer to whisper in his ear, “I would very much like to have my way with you after we eat.”
A shiver runs down Yoongi’s spine. “Fuck, yes please.”
“And maybe we can talk more about this new kink of ours.”
Yoongi hums with a tiny nod of his head. He agrees that they will need to discuss it in more detail.
Hoseok smirks. “I’ll also need to think of a way to get back at you.” Yoongi’s eyes widen and can’t help the slight twitch in his pants at the thought.
Shit.