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versace on the floor | jhs

— pairing; hoseok x reader

— genre/au; mafia au / smut / pwp

— rating; 18+

— word count; 2k+

— warnings; very brief mention of hoseok being in the mafia—literally if you blink you miss it, VERY unedited / smut warnings: unprotected sex, slight breathplay, manhandling, dirty talk, daddy kink, dom/sub undertones, oral (f receiving), its seriously unedited like i wrote and didnt look back ONE SINGLE TIME

— summary; Hoseok is very satisfied with the dress he picked out for you to wear tonight.

— dedicated to @astraljoon​ i love u rat girl thanks for making me a smut playlist ur so cool wow

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The stars are out tonight.

You can see them shining down on you through the glass ceiling above. The twinkling lights stand out against the dark night sky, making for a perfect background behind the crystal chandelier that Hoseok picked out just for you. It’s beautiful, and once again you find yourself wondering how you got so lucky.

Your boyfriend’s hands suddenly appear on your waist from behind you, squeezing gently before one of them reaches up to brush a strand of hair behind your ear.

“I can’t stop looking at you in this dress, baby.” Hoseok’s voice is warm and breathy as it floats through the air, his lips dangerously close to brushing against your now exposed ear. He subtly shifts so your back is pressed flush to his front before his hands slip away from your waist, beginning to roam around your body above the skintight dress you wear.

It’s a beautiful silver color; small sparkles are sprinkled throughout the material, causing them to glint and glow in the dim light from the chandelier above. The dress is tight against your skin, a deep v-neck exposing skin all the way down to your navel before the material flares out slightly near the bottom. It’s short enough that if you were to bend over, Hoseok would be able to see the curve of your ass.

One of his arms slips around your waist firmly while the other slides upwards, his fingers dancing playfully along the bare skin of your collarbone and the base of your neck. “It’s a bit revealing, though, don’t you think?”

“Y-You’re the one who picked it out, Seokie,” you murmur. Hoseok simply hums in response, slowly sliding his fingers up your neck until he’s holding your jaw in a gentle grip. He then tilts your head to the side, allowing his lips to descend upon the soft skin near the base of your neck before slowly moving upwards.

“You know,” he mutters between kisses, “Everyone was staring at you. They all wanted a piece of you; I know it.” He pauses. “But you’re mine. Isn’t that right?”

“Mhm,” you agree, hands reaching up and over your head to thread through his hair, “I’m yours, Seokie. Only yours.”

He makes a noise of satisfaction, the arm around your waist tightening as his hips slowly grind against your ass. “Where do you want me, baby?”

“B-Bedroom,” you exhale. As beautiful as the ballroom is, you’d rather continue your activities in the comfort of your king-sized bed.

Hoseok plants a few more kisses on your neck before pulling away. His fingers slip between yours before he guides you down the long and twisting hallways—a remarkably soft gesture that has your chest filling with warmth. This Hoseok is different from the cruel, cold-hearted man that his enemies and the men he ordered around every day see This Hoseok is soft and loving; kind and nurturing.

It’s a side of him that only you get to see.

As you make your way through the twists and turns of the hallways that you’ve come to know so well, you can feel his fingers giving you gentle squeezes along the way—silent reassurances of his never-ending love for you.

As soon as you reach the bedroom, Hoseok is tugging you into his chest, face mere inches from yours when you gasp in surprise. His eyes are molten brown, clouded over with lust and need. “I love this dress, baby,” he smirks, “But we don’t need it anymore.”

His large hand rests on the nape of your neck before moving to grip the zipper of your dress. He begins to unzip it at a pace so slow it’s almost painful, your skin burning beneath the tight material covering you. The zipper comes to a stop at the curve of your ass, and his hands return to your shoulders to help push the material down until it falls to a puddle at your feet, leaving your flushed skin bare for him to drink in with his heavy gaze.

“On the bed.”

You immediately follow his instructions and take a seat on the edge of the bed. He watches you silently for a few moments before slowly walking forwards, only stopping once he’s directly in front of you. His hand extends to cup your jaw lovingly, thumb brushing against your cheekbone as he stares down at you.

“Remember our safeword, baby?”

“Yes, Seokie.” He raises his eyebrow at the nickname, causing you to stumble over your words correcting yourself. “I-I mean daddy. Yes, daddy.”

“Good,” he purrs, giving your cheek a loving squeeze before raising back up to his full height. “You know what to do, princess.”

You bite your lip and scoot forward, placing your hands on his hips before allowing them to slip down to the button of his pants. Ever so slowly, you pop it open, tugging the expensive slacks down until Hoseok is able to kick them out of the way. You can see his hard member clearly through his boxer briefs.

Hoseok busies himself in undoing his tie while you work dutifully to undo the buttons of his soft black shirt, the flowy material cool beneath your scorching fingertips. Once it’s fully unbuttoned, he allows it to fall from his shoulders, revealing the sculpted body that was hiding beneath it.

Your fingertips roam his toned and tanned skin, tracing every dip and curve with the utmost care. His breath hitches when you trace the line of his hips. A happy trail of hair descends beneath the crisp white band that says calvin klein, the sight of it making your mouth water.

Hoseok stops you before you can descend any further. “Another time, baby. Tonight is all about you.”

“Yes, daddy.”

“Always such a good girl,” He grins proudly, “Can you move further back for me, princess?”

You nod and scoot backward, watching with rapt attention as he climbs onto the bed and pushes you onto your back. His arms cage you in as he settles between your legs, allowing his gaze to flicker over your face hungrily before swooping downwards to slot his lips against yours.

The kiss is fiery and passionate, hours of pent up sexual tension finally being released as Hoseok swallows your moans of pleasure. Tongue caressing yours, he grinds his hips slowly into yours, the hardness of his member still confined within his boxer briefs.

“W-Wanna see you, daddy,” you gasp between kisses, hands pushing helplessly at the band of his underwear.

“Is baby girl feeling needy?” he chuckles.

You nod furiously, breathing a sigh of relief when he helps you tug down his underwear before tossing them to the side. His cock stands at attention before you, and not for the first time tonight, you lament that you aren’t allowed to touch it.

Maybe next time.

Hoseok is back on you in the blink of an eye, his mouth warm and wet as he peppers sloppy kisses down your jaw and neck. You inhale sharply when he sucks on a particularly sensitive spot, the sound causing him to pause momentarily in his ministrations, looking up at you with gentle eyes.

“Don’t hold your breath, baby,” he coaxes you, using his hand to massage one of your breasts gently, “I need you to breathe. Can you do that for me?”

You nod and do your best to follow Hoseok’s instructions as he begins to trail his kisses down your chest and navel. His mouth pauses when it reaches the apex of your thighs, glancing up at you only once before diving in without warning.

A cry falls from your lips when he licks a broad stripe up your wet folds, your fingers immediately flying to thread through his hair. A groan falls from his lips when you tug on the chocolate brown strands. “D-Daddy, don’t stop, p-please,” you beg, “Feels s-so good.”

Hoseok hums in response, the sound sending vibrations through your core as he continues to lap at your pussy like a man starved. It isn’t long before he’s pushing two long fingers into your entrance, pumping them in and out of you steadily as you writhe beneath him. His free arm reaches across your waist; your mouth waters at the sight of his strong muscles on display as he uses his strength to keep you in place.

As he continues his ministrations, you feel your orgasm to sneak up on you—and quickly, at that. Hoseok seems to feel it too, because when your pussy begins to flutter around his fingers, he redoubles his efforts, sucking on your clit harshly as his fingertips massage your inner walls.

“D-Daddy, I-I’m—” you cry out. The rest of your sentence fades into nothingness when your orgasm crashes over you unexpectedly, white-hot pleasure floods your veins as Hoseok coaxes you through your orgasm.

When your moans fade into cries of overstimulation, Hoseok finally ceases his assault on your pussy, wiping your essence from his mouth with the back of his hand.

“You taste like heaven, baby,” he grins, shifting so he’s hovering above you once more. “Are you ready? Think you can take my cock like a good girl?”

“Yes, daddy,” you plead, hands finding purchase on his back when he begins to drag his member between your wet lips, “Please, fill me up.”

It’s all the permission he needs, shifting his hips so his dick finally begins to slide into your entrance. It’s a stretch; it always has been. Hoseok is by no means small, and you can feel every inch of him as he slides in up to the hilt.

A low moan falls from both of your lips when his hips finally rest against yours. Hoseok allows you barely any time to adjust before he’s thrusting in and out of you with a steady rhythm. His strokes are slow and purposeful and deep, every movement dragging his cock against your warm and wet walls that squeeze him like a vice.

“You’re doing so good for me, angel,” he grunts, punctuating his words with lewd smacks of his hips against yours, “Taking me so well; squeezing me so tight.”

“Daddy,” you moan, “Harder; Please.”

His strokes falter at the tone of your voice. “F-Fuck,” he groans, dropping his forehead to rest on your shoulder, “You’re so fucking hot.”

You shudder at the pure hunger in his voice, arousal shooting straight to your core when Hoseok suddenly begins to manhandle you so your legs are thrown over his shoulders. He immediately resumes his thrusts as soon as you’re in position, leaning down to press a sloppy kiss to your lips.

Your body bounces with the force of his thrusts, walls clamping down around him when his teeth nip at your bottom lip. It isn’t long before you’re approaching your second high of the night, the moans falling from your lips growing higher in pitch as the pressure in your core begins to build until you’re sure the coil is about to snap.

“Are you gonna cum for me?” Hoseok asks breathlessly, his own hips beginning to stutter as he nears his own orgasm, “Gonna cream all over my cock?”

“Y-yeah,” you whine, “Gonna c-cum.”

Hoseok somehow manages to fuck you even harder and faster as his right hand slides up to wrap gently around your neck. The pressure is barely there, but it’s just enough to send you over the edge. Fireworks burst behind your closed eyelids; your walls clamp down around him as he fucks you through your high, swallowing your cries of pleasure with his lips.

“T-That’s it, baby,” he encourages you. He thrusts only a few more times before coming to a shuddering stop within you, his release painting your walls as your hands scramble for purchase against his back.

When the two of you finally come down from your orgasms, Hoseok pulls out of you slowly before laying down beside you, tugging you into his comforting—albeit sweaty—embrace.

He presses a kiss to the top of your head “I love you so much.”

“Love you too, Seokie,” you murmur into his chest. The two of you continue to lay with your bodies pressed together, the sound of his breathing lulling you to into a deep sleep.

a/n; this is not my best work by any means but like hey it’s a pwp that i wrote all in one sitting AND it’s my first post in like 20 years so enjoy it u hoes (ur not hoes i love u guys lots sorry i didnt mean it)

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