Hoseok broke away from the kiss and smirked once he saw how swollen Jimin's lips had gotten. He watched as the younger's teeth rolled over his lip and sucked it into his mouth, how hooded his eyes were. A hot flash of arousal pooled in his gut and he groaned inwardly, knowing his self-control of pressing the boy up against the wall and fucking him senseless there would only serve them the risk of getting caught. The actual thought of having Jimin wrapped around his finger made him purr, the sound low and rumbling from his throat.
The younger sealed his lips against his again, Jimin's confidence appearing out of nowhere when his fingers threaded back through his hair and tugged up on the dyed strands lightly. Hoseok growled, his hands grasping at his dongsaeng's hips to stop him from practically riding his thigh-He'd been grinding up on it for the past several minutes and he loved how desperate he had him. "Jiminnie." He moaned softly, digging his fingertips into his sides and pressing him against the wall. "Slow down. We can't do anything until we get back to the dorms." This had the younger huffing in frustration and Hoseok couldn't help but smile sweetly, pinching at his cheeks and peppering kisses all over his face. Whatever kind of affections you would call those whenever he got sappy.
"Don't worry, Jimin-ah." He purred into his ear, nibbling on the lobe. "I'll take care of you."
