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The bass was booming through Jeongguks bones, alcohol blurring his senses while he danced in the darkness of the club. Sweaty bodies robbing against him, strangers hands on his hips and one man's gaze that hasn't left his moving form since the moment he arrived.
It's not some mystery, it's not an attractive stranger he is trying to seduce, it's fire. He is his fire. Jeongguk has his eyes closed, letting the atmosphere in the club to take over him while teeth start to nibble at his jaw.
"Move the fuck away from him."
The teeth are gone from his jaw and the hands are gone from his hips.
"Took you long enough," he said to the air.
"Was planning to make you wait a bit longer, but I got tired of seeing that filthy guy's hands on my property." Jeongguk opened his eyes, and the voice finally had a face. The younger smiled coyly and draped his hands around the green haired boys shoulders, pressing close to him. Jeongguk knew Yoongi didn’t like to dance, but he still always went clubbing after fighting with Yoongi, knowing well that the latter will follow him.
It wasn't a fight, not really. It never is. They were both a little too tipsy and Yoongi just had enough of seeing his bosses face all day, can’t blame him for being pissed. And Jeongguk loves him too much and feeds off of these moments, when Yoongi grabs him by the hair and presses him against the wall, punches flying, tongues licking over bloody lips.
It's not really a fight, no one is mad afterwards, not in the slightest. But they both still feel the adrenaline in their blood and have to do something with it. For Jeongguk, it's dancing. For Yoongi, it's watching him dancing and then fucking him senseless.
That's how they end up in the dark bathrooms of the club, rutting against each other, sharp teeth biting into smooth milky skin. Yoongi slams open one of the stalls door with his leg and pushes Jeongguk roughly inside, whose shirt is already off and pants unbuttoned. The green haired boy presses the younger against the door of the stall, sinking down to his knees. Jeongguks breath catches in his throat when he feels Yoongis hot puffs of breath against him through his boxers. Yoongi pulls them off with his teeth, lightly scraping Jeongguks thighs in the process. The cold air hits Jeongguks cock but he hardly feels it with the heat of Yoongi all around him when he presses his tongue to the bottom side of Jeongguks cock.
Yoongi finally puts Jeongguk in his mouth after a few teasing licks to the slit, sinking all the way down until his nose almost touches the dark hairs at the base. Jeongguk fists his hand in Yoongis hair and tugs pushes him off just to thrust his hips forward until his cock hits the back of his throat. Yoongi tries to bob his head simultaneously with Jeongguks thrusts, and everything is messy and hot and Jeongguk thinks that there's got to be hell because he's in heaven right now. The filthiest heaven, filled with sweat, tears and bruised lips but heaven none the less. Jeongguk comes down Yoongis throat a short while after that, his knees buckling under his weight, his back sliding down against the stalls door until he's looking Yoongi in the eyes. "Fuck," he says before grabbing Yoongi by the back of his head and dragging him towards him to a rough kiss. Yoongi pulls back a little to bite his lip and breathes out,
"are you gonna return the favor kid?".