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With his laptop angled down for a perfect view, Hoseok pressed his slicked up finger into his hole. He was on his back with his legs pulled up to his chest as far as they would go, leaning up to look forward at the screen while his other hand pulled back his asscheek to show off his hole. He had a wonderful view of Yoongi's hand working his thick cock, the bottom half of his nose and below was visible at the top of the screen. They'd originally got on the call just to see each other and chat a bit.
"Fuck," Yoongi growled, his hand speeding up, "Fucking beautiful."
Hoseok grinned at him, pushing and pulling his finger, toying with himself. He was moaning, making sure he was loud enough for the other to hear. He wanted to put on a good show for him.
"You're so hot. So good. Wanna be there with you so bad. Wanna be in you," Yoongi groaned out., eyes trained on the alluring images on his screen.
"Yes," Hoseok moaned out, moving his finger with a firmer thrust, "Want daddy in me. Wanna cum on daddy's cock. Please, daddy."
"I'd fuck you so good," Yoongi promised, "Deep, just like you like it. Like you need it. Wanna hold you down and take you."
Hoseok moaned, biting his lip, letting go of his asscheek, and grabbed his leaking cock. He worked himself in time with the thrusts of his finger.
"Hold your wrists up above your head and make you cum just from my cock. Have you shaking and whimpering and crying. Wanna fuck you 'till you cry. You want that? You gonna let daddy do that to you?" Yoongi panted, wrist starting to cramp up.
Hoseok was whining, staring longingly at the screen, watching Yoongi's cock bobbing up and down. He started working his own cock at the same pace Yoongi's hand was moving. He imagined it was Yoongi stroking him instead. Pretended it was his large hand gripping and twisting. He thought about what Yoongi promised, holding him down and fucking him steadily, groaning in his ear.
"I'm gonna cum," he choked out, sweat beading on his hairline.
"Me too, baby. Gonna bust from watching that pretty body. Such a fat ass and a gorgeous face. So hot, always," Yoongi rambled on and on, "God you look so good, I'm gonna fucking cum."
Hoseok's head was swimming, body tensing and back arching as he came. He couldn't focus, couldn't look up to see, but he could hear the tell-tale signs Yoongi was cumming. He was cursing and moaning, more filth spilling from his lips, dirty promises. They both panted, limbs feeling heavy, exhausted.
Hoseok couldn't muster the strength to pull his finger out. His spilled cum along his stomach just pooled there. Yoongi reached forward and clumsily tilted his own screen so his face was in view. He was flushed, hair messed up, and lips bitten raw.
"Miss you, daddy," Hoseok murmured, looking at him wistfully through the screen.
"I miss you too, sweetheart," Yoongi sighed softly, gaze soft, "Don't fall asleep. My boy needs to get himself cleaned up."
"Wish you would do it for me," Hoseok pouted.
"You're such a pillow princess," Yoongi chuckled.
"And you fucking love that," Hoseok bit back, grinning.
"You're right," Yoongi chuckled, "And hopefully daddy will be with you soon enough to really treat his boy right."