Paws And Portents ~ Hoseok X BTS

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Hoseok sat in the compound of the mansion, his legs dangling into the cool, clear water of the swimming pool. The morning sun reflected off the surface, creating a mesmerizing play of light. His thoughts wandered, replaying the tumultuous events of the past months. He rested his hand protectively on his belly, a subconscious gesture that had become second nature. He couldn’t believe there was a life growing inside him, a life he was becoming increasingly attached to despite his initial resistance.

The guilt and shame from his earlier outburst weighed heavily on him. How could he have said he didn’t want this baby? He glanced down at his baggy top, which now stopped at his thighs. Comfort was paramount these days, and he had abandoned underwear for the sake of ease.

Lost in thought, Hoseok didn’t notice Namjoon approaching until he heard footsteps. Turning around, he saw Namjoon coming toward him with a gentle smile.

"Mind if I join you?" Namjoon asked.

Hoseok nodded, still staring at the water. Namjoon sat down beside him, taking in Hoseok's serene profile. He admired Hoseok's strength and beauty, flaws and all. The pregnancy only made him more ethereal in Namjoon’s eyes.

"How are you feeling today?" Namjoon asked softly.

Hoseok sighed. "I’m okay, just thinking about everything."

Namjoon reached out and took Hoseok's hand, intertwining their fingers. Hoseok smiled bashfully, looking down but squeezing Namjoon's hand in return. Namjoon's dimples appeared as he smiled back.

"What do you like to do when you're not dealing with... all of this?" Namjoon asked, hoping to learn more about his mate.

"I love dancing and singing," Hoseok replied, his eyes lighting up. "And I have a sweet tooth. Anything chocolate makes me happy."

They continued talking, laughing, and sharing stories. The conversation flowed easily, and for the first time in a long while, Hoseok felt a sense of peace.

Namjoon placed a nervous hand on Hoseok's thigh, testing the waters. Hoseok looked down at Namjoon’s hand and then at Namjoon himself. Slowly, Hoseok placed his hand over Namjoon’s and guided it inward, toward his inner thigh.

Namjoon was taken aback but didn’t pull away. He leaned forward and whispered, "Can I kiss you?"

Hoseok didn’t answer immediately. He looked into Namjoon’s glowing white eyes, then leaned forward, pressing his lips to Namjoon’s. Electricity coursed through his veins. The kiss was pure, no tongue, just a tender exchange of affection. Hoseok bit Namjoon's bottom lip gently, seeking permission to deepen the kiss. Namjoon opened his mouth, allowing Hoseok to take the lead.

The kiss grew more passionate, and Hoseok pulled back, breathing heavily. Shyness overtook him, but he mustered the courage to ask, "Namjoon... will you mate with me? And... mark me?"

Namjoon’s eyes widened in shock. He couldn’t believe what he had just heard. "Are you sure?" he asked, needing to hear it again.

Hoseok nodded, more confident this time. "Yes, I want you to mate with me. I want you to mark me."

Before Hoseok could say anything more, Namjoon kissed him deeply, his hand cupping Hoseok's cheek. Hoseok kissed back with equal fervor. Namjoon entered the pool, widening Hoseok's legs and positioning himself between them. Hoseok wrapped his arms around Namjoon’s neck, his heart racing with anticipation.

Namjoon’s hands roamed over Hoseok's thighs, moving closer to his intimate areas. Hoseok gasped as Namjoon's fingers brushed against his sensitive skin. "Namjoon..." he whispered, his voice laced with desire.

Namjoon smiled, his eyes darkening with lust. "Let me take care of you, Hoseok," he murmured, his breath hot against Hoseok’s skin. He began to kiss a trail down Hoseok’s neck, stopping to suck on the delicate skin. Hoseok moaned, the sound escaping his lips unbidden.

"Fuck, Namjoon," Hoseok breathed, his hands tangling in Namjoon’s hair. "That feels so good."

Namjoon continued his ministrations, his mouth moving lower until he reached Hoseok’s nipples. He teased them with his tongue, eliciting more moans from Hoseok. "Shit," Hoseok gasped, his body arching into Namjoon’s touch.

Namjoon’s hand moved to Hoseok’s inner thigh, his fingers brushing against Hoseok’s entrance. "Are you ready?" he asked, his voice husky with desire.

Hoseok nodded, his eyes filled with need. "Yes, please."

Namjoon entered Hoseok slowly, allowing him to adjust. Hoseok moaned loudly, his fingers digging into Namjoon’s shoulders. "Ahh~," he cried out, his body trembling with pleasure.

Namjoon began to move, his thrusts deep and deliberate. Hoseok’s moans grew louder, mingling with Namjoon’s own groans of pleasure. "God, Hoseok," Namjoon panted, "You feel so good."

"Don’t stop," Hoseok begged, his voice breaking. "Please, don’t stop."

Namjoon increased his pace, the water splashing around them. Hoseok’s back arched, his nails scratching down Namjoon’s back. "Shit, I’m gonna come," Hoseok moaned, his body shaking.

Namjoon leaned down, his mouth close to Hoseok’s ear. "I’m gonna mark you," he growled, his eyes glowing white. Hoseok’s eyes widened, his body trembling with anticipation.

As Namjoon’s thrusts grew more frantic, he bit down on Hoseok’s chest, marking him as his own. Hoseok screamed, the sensation overwhelming him. His eyes turned white, his body convulsing with pleasure. Namjoon came inside him, filling him completely.

When it was over, they lay in the water, panting heavily. Namjoon held Hoseok close, their bodies intertwined. Hoseok’s eyes fluttered open, and he looked at Namjoon with a mixture of awe and contentment.

"Thank you," Hoseok whispered, his voice barely audible.

Namjoon smiled, kissing Hoseok’s forehead. "No, thank you. For trusting me."

Hoseok nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. For the first time in a long while, he felt a sense of belonging. And as he lay there in Namjoon’s arms, he knew that, no matter what happened, he would never be alone again.