Studio session / JHS
→ summary: Being one of bangtan girlfriends is not the easiest job in the world, above all during comeback period. Hobi knew that he needed his girlfriend by his side in this stressing moment but he didn’t know how satisfying it could be.
→ pairing: bts!hoseok x fem!reader
→ tags: smut, sub reader, Hoseok x reader, dom Hoseok , established relationship, sex, studio sex, swearing, kissing, mention of squirt, fingering, finger fucking, ecc
→ word count: 3.3k
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To partecipate in the life of BTS you had to realize two things:
Discretion and chaos.
When you met Hoseok you didn't know they would make you sign a NDA and in addition you didn't expect chaos that that boy and his 6 friends would take with him.
Being younger than JK himself, however, allowed you to have a good way out of everything when you were with them and Hobi took advantage of it.
You met him 1 year before his enlistment and during the military service they didn't allow you to see him often which means that now that he was back home you could keep it all for yourself. You had moved to Korea just before he finished his military service because you knew that Hoseok was the right person for you.
They had let you come to LA during the recording period of the boys' new album after they got out of military service. It was one of the most stressful moments of a comeback and as much as you had seen him during the tour and the creation of his album this was different.
The sound of Hoseok's alarm clock makes you squeeze even more between the sheets against your boyfriend's chest.
"Hoba"
"I know, I know, but I have to go" he tells you squeezing you before getting out of bed.
Being here with them allowed you to live him to the fullest but since there were a few weeks left before the end of their stay in Los Angeles, and the pressure was so much, the album was not even halfway through and especially with some tracks they were at zero you couldn’t be together all the time.
Waking up too early and going to bed too late didn't allow any of them to be completely rested and you could see it, last night after dinner Jungkook had downed on the couch with his head on your shoulder while they were drinking.
As much as you were there for Hoseok you had created a nice bond with the boys, you had been following them for years now. But that didn't mean it was all good. Discretion was the worst part of your relationship, no matter how much it had been going on, no one knew about your existence, often mistaken for someone from the team you had managed to hide from them several times but now with the Netflix crew at home it was a little more difficult.
"Can you stay just two minutes?" You grab his pajama pants pouting
He shakes his head but still bends towards you to leave you a kiss
"See you later in the studio, I have a session with Yoongi hyung and Namjoon, but we can meet later, you should sleep, you didn't sleep much last night"
“How do you know?"
"I felt you toss in bed until a few hours ago, go back to sleep" he walks away leaving a kiss on your forehead.
You follow him with your gaze as he dresses taking off his pants and leaving them on the bed.
The change after the military was evident what was once a skinny boy had left his place to a man with a dry physique and a hint of muscles, although with a dancer's physique your boyfriend had sharper lines which left you enchanted, always, the shoulders and back were the thing you preferred about him leaving everything to the imagination.
You sigh and go back to sleep after he left the room.
As much as you love being here, the fact that there is a troupe of directors and assistants doesn’t t allow you to have Hoseok really all to yourself, of course there aren’t cameras in your room (explicit request of the guys at least this time) but very often you have found yourself dressing up because of the constant knocking on the door by someone.
When Hoseok recorded the album you often visited him in the studio making sure that at the end of the evening he was more relaxed. Sex was wonderful with him, as much as he may be an extroverted person outside, in the intimacy of your privacy Hobi was different, he often imposed his aura and the fact that he was in everything bigger and older than you made him more imposing and often he took advantage of it.
The sunlight filters through the window illuminating the room with direct light in the direction of the bed.
You feel the side of the bed now cold and empty opening your eyes.
Staring at the ceiling for a moment or two before picking up your phone on the bedside table next to the bed.
"Today I'm alone in the studio, Joon has an appointment with the lyricist and hyung with the producer."
"We have a problem with two of the songs, the guys sent me demos and they all have to be redone, I think we'll see each other tonight for dinner"
These are the messages you find on your phone, they were sent two hours apart.
You knew what this could entail, the stress of not being able to have the right song, you had already seen it, this only meant one thing... Hobi was angry and needed a break.
Preparing everything had been quite simple, although you weren’t Korean you had learned to cook your boyfriend's favorite dishes.
You had left your shoes at the entrance of the studio and closed the door behind you, Hoseok was distracted, the big headphones covered his head and you could hear the music coming from there. You put the backpack, with everything you brought, on the floor making sure you don't spill it and got closer to him.
When you leave a kiss on his neck and hold him close to you from the back of the armchair you hear him gasp but he immediately relaxes by being hugged.
One thing you discovered at the beginning of your relationship is that Hobi loves the perfume you wear, nothing too lively, a few floral notes that leave the trail but it doesn't make you scrunch your nose. A perfume that Hoseok made sure was always present in his house and in your bag from the first moment.
"How's it going?" You hear him sigh at your question
"I'm at zero, I've been here for hours and it seems we haven't concluded anything, it's almost time to return to Korea and we're not even halfway through"
Your hands go down to the front of Hoseok's body
"Jagija" he warns you
"Oppa.."
"Ay shi...the informal kills me every time and you know it”
"Yes, you taught me, remember that what I know comes from you..."
He rests his head heavily on the back of the chair looking at you
"You're a little pest, you know that, right?" Hiding his face in the crook of your neck you feel his smile brushing your skin.
As reluctant as he may seem, his hands immediately rest on your butt as soon as you sit on him and he starts kissing your neck. He knows what you like and what you don't.
Your right hand immediately comes to outline the line of the pants.
“Make me lock the door”
"I already did it when I came in" You say kissing him.
His hands gets quickly under the shirt feeling your skin so this is a sign for you to start to rock your hips on him, feeling his cock hardening.
It’s so easy make him hard, he just needs a kiss and a couple of strokes or rocking of your hips
“Dove…”
“I know but shhh don’t make any sounds…they are going to hear you”
“I make them hear you instead”
He then moves his hands on your hips stilling you
“Come”
Hoseok stands up, your legs untangle behind his backs while he makes you rest on the little bit big sofa behind his chair.
It’s a war of kissing and touching, his hands are everywhere on you, touching, squeezing, his body pressing, hovering yours, your legs are already open to just feel him.
“I wanted to do this since you came here two weeks ago, you are driving me insane”
His hands finds your jeans, your hips move forward in a desperate need of his touch.
“Hoba, don’t tease please”
“You think I won’t? You came here, all innocent after what I told you in the tightest jeans and the crop top and you think I won’t ruin you? Oh you are so fucking wrong”
Opening your jeans you feel his cold hand sliding past the underwear and you instantly gasp at the coldness.
“It’s ok, I know, they are going to be warm when this will be over, don’t worry”
He bites, kiss, lick your collarbone, leaving marks on you, he always loved to be private but the real thing that makes him crazy is the fact that you have a love bite on the exposed areas so everyone knows that you are taken and loved, so he takes his time marking you while his two hands are busy doing the big work.
The one in your pants started cupping you pussy lightly, a gentle touch to get you comfortable. By he can feel it, you are already wet and ready for him
“I didn’t even touch you properly and you are already wet”
“It’s been a while since last time”
“I know honey, I will make up for it, and when the tour starts you are going to be mine, always”
While talking his hand finds your clit, gently rubbing with one finger, his other hand goes under your shirt, moving aside your bra he starts to cup your breast.
“We sh-“ you can’t finish your sentence as you feel his finger sliding through your folds and teasing the entrance.
He can feel how your legs start to open more for him, you can’t formulate a single thought but he can feel how your hands and body speaks for you.
Forgetting to speak was something that happened before so you make sure that he can feel that you are still with him.
One of your hands goes inside his pants starting to stroke his length.
His thick cock his hard against your palm so you need to take action.
Using both hands you slide his pants and underwear in a shift motion.
He stops his action making you gasp to do the same thing with yours, the shirt and bra before getting rid of his.
Both naked and needy of each others your hands are on every inch of your bodies.
You try to regulate your breath until you feel his finger sliding through your folds again with the mischief intention of making lose your control.
“Y/n”
“Mmmh” you open your eyes at the mention of your name, his gaze is fixated on yours, lust is filling them but you see a bit of worry while he watches you.
“You need to breathe, let me know that you are still with me ok?”
“I’m doing it”
He shakes his head “no you were not, I thought I lost you for a millisecond”
“I’m fine Hobi, trust me, it’s only because I missed this fe-“ you gasp, the air leaving your lungs.
He did it on purpose, to get you distracted for a second.
He slid his hand til his knuckles bumped on your skin.
Starting a reckless pace you throw your head on the sofa while little breaths leaves your mouth.
“Fuck, I told you please don’t tease” you say
“I could eat you like a mad man if it was possible but I need you to be prepped before using my cock.”
Fuck.
At the mention of his cock you squeeze your walls around his finger, the anticipation of what is going to happen next making you wetter than you already were.
“Oh that’s what you want right baby? My cock ruining my pretty little thing”
You nod feeling another finger entering and pumping you.
“How many time do I have to tell you, I need words baby, I’m gonna stop if you don’t answer”
“No please, I wan-fuck there- I want everything”
He starts moving his finger faster at the mention of that sweet spot that he always find
“I want you to make a mess here, everyone needs to see what you can do, what I can make you do, you will squirt and you are going to be crazy”
It doesn’t happen often but when he decides that he needs to make you squirt it means that he is going to be crazy.
Arching your back you start to feel the tingling sensation of the building of your impending orgasm.
He starts to gets more aggressive when you feel his tongue starting to lick your clit, God this is it, he is going to ruin you and won’t be able walk for days at least. His other hand starts to put pressure on the outside, pressing on your lower belly to give you the perfect condition to squirt.
It takes a couple of seconds before happening.
He knows what he is doing, he knows how to make you cum and squirt at the same time thanks to years of experience, no one knows your body like him.
His tongue leave your clit at the exact time you feel the sensation and after a couple of seconds later he makes you squirt.
The erratic movement of his hand doesn’t stop not for a second letting you chase and feel your orgasm, spasming and throwing your head back you feel the sensation of the liquid leaving your body while holding the sofa that is getting soaked because of you.
“Oh My God” you shot your eyes open trying to catch a breath but he doesn’t make you.
You feel him pushing his cock inside of you using your orgasm has an easy way to make him slide easily inside.
His vein, his length, his fatness you feel everything.
His hand cup your cheek forcing you to make eye contact.
“That’s ok baby, it felt fucking magnificent, stay with me I know you can take a little more”
You shake your head putting your hands on his chest, you don’t push him, you need something to hold on to.
“Too much, please I can’t”
“I know you can ok, just let me handle it”
He kisses you again pushing all the length inside making you moan at the sensation.
“That’s it baby, now you are gonna take it, and you are going to cum again yeah?”
You try to hold eye contact but you feel too overstimulated, so the hand on you cheeks slide down grabbing your throat and straying squeezed it lightly.
Hoseok looks at you one last time before starting to thrust in you in an inhuman pace chasing his own release.
You can’t think, can’t breathe properly but you trust this man with all your life so you let him do whatever he wants.
You don’t feel anything except for his hands and his cock who is hitting that sweet spot that is making you curl your toes and closing your eyes, too drunk on him you don’t sense anything else around you.
“Look at you, so drunk, it’s like you never had a cock in your life, how pathetic are right now?”
You don’t answer, you just can’t formulate a coherent sentence or thought so you simply nod.
“Words”
“I am”
“Are you what?”
“Everything you told me, fuck, there I-“
He starts rubbing your clit while you hear him swear, he is close but he won’t cum until you cum again, maybe harder but he needs to have this satisfaction. Your walls starts to squeezing him gaining a grunt from him
“You are taking it so well, squeezing me like you were made for me, this little pussy is mine, you won’t be able to walk neither tomorrow or the day after, you are going to be so sore after this that you will remember for the rest of your miserable life, no one is going to make you feel like I do”
You feel it, it’s getting closer, you need just to let it happen, you make eye contact with him, you know that he likes it when you cum staring into his eyes.
His pace is getting sloppier, faster, he is getting close too, his hand tight around your throat
“Fuck, Hoseok I’m coming please let me-“ you try to bubble some words but it’s all too blurry, you feel too drunk of him.
“Say it, say you are mine and I will make you come”
“I am, I will always be yours, no one is gonna-“ you still feeling the orgasm washing over you, he gets out to let the squirt happen letting you chase you high before pushing again inside.
“No wait it’s too much”
“Shhhh I need just a second”
The overstimulation is killing you but he needs just a few more thrust before you feel him filling your walls with his cum.
Putting his head on your shoulder he stills inside of you trying to catch his breath.
You wait a couple of minutes to get down from your highs before he slips carefully outside of you letting you feel his cum dripping out of you, but Hoseok quickly puts your panties.
“Keep it inside it will be easier for me tonight to push inside of you again” he whisper in your ear taking a clean towel from a cabinet inside the studio taking care of cleaning the sofa.
You take a moment or to recompose yourself feeling to lightheaded to think straight.
Hoseok sense something is off by watching you and he approaches you quickly.
“Hey, y/n, are you there?”
You nod watching him put his hands on your cheeks now warmer than before, his eyes checks on you with care
“Baby I need words I told you”
You mumble an “I’m fine, just a little dizzy” making eye contact, after assessing the fact that you are in fact ok Hoseok resume his attempt of cleaning the sofa without leaving any traces.
You stay there until ten minutes later you hear a knock on the studio door, you are still sitting on the leather sofa, certainly dressed but the afterglow is evident.
Hoseok gets up to open the door finding himself in front of Jungkook and Yoongi.
"Namjoon hyung told us to come here, he thou-" Jk enters the studio without looking around.
"I didn't know you were there too" he tells you after getting to know his surroundings
You nod without saying a word.
"Hyungggg..." complains your boyfriend massaging the back of his neck.
"You promised no distraction Hoba" Yoongi scolds him giving him what is assumed to be a slap behind the back of his neck.
"But..."
Jungkook turns to the two who are talking and exclaims "Did you fuck in here?" his boba eyes on full display
"Oh my God it took you so long to figure it out Kook-ah?" You ask him
He looks at us puzzled while pouting
"But Namjoon hyung told us no sex or distractions, ugh it's not fair, I could take the girl from the other day home"
At the end of his sentence I see him put his hand behind the back of his neck and complain, Yoongi had beaten him too.
"Hobi shouldn't have done it, it was a condition we had established when we learned that Y/N would arrive, but I think this rule was not respected"
"Come on Yoongi, we haven't been together for months and you're all stressed, I just tried to help my boyfriend" You say to him while making big eyes
“And who is gonna help us?” He mumbles under his breath but all of you catch it making you smile.
Smut w a plot hoseok x reader!! I will melt!
