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Jeongguk lets out a shaky exhale as Yoongi crowds him into the corner, his head hitting the wall when when Yoongi nips at his neck. He can distantly hear the sounds of their band’s staff as they direct things for the stage takedown. They have a few minutes before the vans will arrive to take them back to their hotel, but neither Yoongi or Jeongguk can wait.

“Hyung,” Jeongguk breathes.

Yoongi ignores him, continuing to bite and suck marks into his neck and exposed collarbones.

“Hyung,” Jeongguk tries again. “Hurry up, we don’t have time.”

Yoongi slowly lifts his head from Jeongguk’s neck, and something hot rushes through Jeongguk as he’s pinned by Yoongi’s dark gaze.

“You’re not telling me what to do, are you?” Yoongi murmurs lowly, breath hot on his skin.

“N-no.”

“That’s what I thought.”

Another wave of arousal rushes through Jeongguk as Yoongi presses closer, slotting a thigh between his legs. A soft moan drops from Jeongguk’s lips when Yoongi flexes his thigh, and he can’t resist circling his hips. Yoongi slides his hands down to Jeongguk’s hips, guiding and controlling his movements before dipping his head back down next to Jeongguk’s ear.

“I would have fucked you against this wall...” he starts.

“So why don’t you,” Jeongguk gasps. The pace Yoongi has set is excruciating, and Jeongguk needs more.

“Well, you said we don’t have time, baby, so you’ll have to settle for this.”

Jeongguk bites back a whine, knowing how much Yoongi loves to hold his words over him.

“But don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you when we get home.” Yoongi continues, leaning back and adding pressure to Jeongguk’s dick with his thigh. A choked-off moan drops from Jeongguk’s lips, and Yoongi’s eyes darken as he slides a hand up to Jeongguk’s neck.

Jeongguk rocks his hips faster, another strangled moan escaping his lips as Yoongi squeezes his neck. Yoongi surges forward, and Jeongguk’s eyes slip shut when his lips are captured in a bruising kiss. Yoongi tilts his head to deepen the kiss, swallowing Jeongguk’s moans as he ruts against Yoongi’s thigh to chase his release.

With the weight of Yoongi’s hand on his neck, the way Yoongi roughly licks into his mouth, and how he’s pinned to the wall — surrounded by him — it doesn’t take long for Jeongguk to tremble in Yoongi’s arms, his orgasm rushing through him. Yoongi kisses him through it, devouring the quiet sounds that continue to drop from Jeongguk’s lips.

When Jeongguk finally slumps in his arms, Yoongi nips at his bottom lip, trailing his hand down from Jeongguk’s neck back to his waist and slowly pulls away. Jeongguk gradually blinks open his eyes, still dizzy with want as he meets his boyfriend’s gaze.