Whatever It Takes | Ch. I
Pairings: (Yoongi/Reader) | (Hoseok/Reader)
Genre: Romance, Angst, Smut
Words: 4,847
Tags: Mafia AU, Agent AU, smut, rough sex, fingering, multiple orgasms, penetration, boyfriend au, alternative universe, a lot of moaning....rewrite(?)
Walking into the Director’s office that morning, you knew exactly what was going to happen next. And as always you were already preparing to handle the situation. When you enter the office, Min Yoongi sat at his desk looking at what you guess were reports from the other open cases. “You left pretty early this morning” You hear him say, as he barely glances up at you.
“Yeah, I had to get home and get a change of clean clothes” You replied and you were being somewhat truthful, but it was mostly the part of having to wake up with him next to you. You never really liked the aftermath of sex and you never really wanted to feel anything for someone. You were afraid they would leave you again.
It was either cuddling with the guy or leaving in the middle of the night, to avoid any sort of confrontation. You did have to admit, the sex with Yoongi was great. But he wanted more than just that, he wanted a relationship and you were nowhere near ready for that.
When you first met Yoongi, you clearly thought he would only be a one-night stand. In your mind, that was all he was going to be. But that all went to shit when two weeks later you show up for your first day of work and who else is standing in front of you than no one other than the man you made you cum three times in one night.
The two of you remained calm, both giving each other a firm handshake as you dove straight into your work. You had been given three open cases, ones that had gone cold a few months back — just for perspective on the situation. It also meant a lot of one on one with the last detective on the case, who just so happened to be none other than Yoongi.
The first two hours you spent with just him alone went by filled with subtle stares and a throat being cleared here and there. It wasn’t long before he had you bent over his desk and was pounding into you like a madman. You couldn’t say that you didn’t enjoy the feeling of getting caught, after all he was a very important man and it was only your first day as an agent. That didn’t seem to stop either of you.
As two years have passed, you both have continued with your official/unofficial relationship. If you could even call it that. It was a lot of nights spent at one of each other’s apartments – fucking, mostly.
“So, when exactly where you going to tell me you were planning on taking an undercover position?” Yoongi says as soon as you placed your coat on the chair in front of you.
You let out a loud sigh, as you walk around the chair, placing both hands on his desk before leaning forward. Showing nothing but cleavage in your white button up shirt, smirking as you catch him sneaking a glance before clearing his throat and looking back down at the open folders sitting on his desk.
You knew Yoongi took shit seriously whenever he was in uniform. He was named the youngest director in the history of the agency, an accomplishment not a lot of people would be able to achieve.
You admired that about him.
“Well, director,” using officials with him has always been something he didn’t mind, in fact it was something that he liked to be called when he has you on all fours, pounding into you mercilessly. You guess, it made him feel more like a man. Although, you were puzzled to really understand why – not that you really minded.
“The order came from the higher ups. It wasn’t something I could’ve easily refuse.” You say, taking a step back until the back of your knees touch the front of the chair, falling on it with a thud. You cross your legs, hands resting entangled on your stomach as a smirk slowly appears on your face.
“Still, could’ve given me a heads up, Said anything – this was issued two days ago” he said, this time closing the folder he was examining and looking at you straight in the eye. “You had plenty of moments this morning or the day before that.” Yoongi felt angry that you would do something as dangerous as this without you telling him. He had already read the details of the operation that morning, he knew exactly what you were getting yourself into – apparently you were okay with that.
“Must’ve slipped my mind” you say in a sort of casual tone, but you were nervous to tell him about the new job. You knew the dangers that came with it, which seem to be more so than the other jobs you had done until now. But your field instructor had recommended you, saying you were ready and the board of directors thought that with your background you would fit right in. You fit the profile for the person they needed and you were more than eager to accept the job. It was a big opportunity so without even giving it another thought, you took it. Now if only you could explain this to Yoongi in a way he would understand and not freak out, that would be great.
“I thought you were done with those” You heard him say, “What if you get hurt again, I know you’re trained in these kinds of situations, but it doesn’t make me worry less.” He watches as you looked anywhere in the room, but at him. Yoongi furrows his eyebrows as he tried to get your attention until you spoke up. “(Y/N).”
“Yoongi… We haven’t been seeing each other for that long” you keep your gaze to the window, taking a deep breath, you continued. “Sex doesn’t really count as a relationship in my book.
“I want to do this job. I can’t promise you anything, but I can tell you that I will be at my best guard” Standing up from your chair you walk around the desk, pushing his chair back, now leaning forward until you were close enough to easily straddle him. “Plus, if it helps, I won’t be alone. One of the other agents will be coming with me.”
Yoongi’s face remained stoic, but you could feel his body trembling beneath you as if a gust of cold wind had come from nowhere. At that point, you knew you had him right where you wanted him.
“Uh huh, T-that’s good” he said, biting his bottom lip as you felt his hands on your waist, before sliding down lower and lower until they rested on your ass. Your tight black skirt slide up slowly, bunching up around your hips as you lean into his neck you give him a small kiss before pulling away completely. Your hips grind into his, his member brushing up against your center – you hear a small moan pass his lips.
You move away from him as Someone knocks on the door, fixing your clothing to look normal once again as you wipe your bottom lip – fixing your lipstick. You hear him groan as you walk away, laughing you grab your coat. “Sorry director. I’ve got a briefing to attend and you’ve got meetings to attend to.”
Yoongi send you a small glare,”This isn’t over” his hands reaching down to fix the front of his pants. They had grown uncomfortable and it was pretty noticeable that he was turned on.
You watch as he goes back to being a professional as he goes back to fiddling with papers on his desk, he nodded gesturing that you could leave. You smile widely as the other person knocks again as you walk towards it, eager to get to the conference room for your briefing. You pass his assistant on your way out, smiling politely as she looked you up and down.
There was always something about fooling people and pretending to be somebody else, that always gave you a giant rush of adrenaline. You love it. Yes, it does sound twisted, but you only did it for your job, which meant in a way, that this was a good thing – sort of.
“Where were you?” Taehyung asked you as soon you entered the meeting room. The light brown hair boy sending you a suspicious look as you take the seat next to his.
“Just something I needed to do” you replied, not really giving him any more information. Yoongi and you… well you never actually did tell anyone about the relationship the two of you had beyond boss and employee. It wasn’t any of their goddamn business either way.
Taehyung didn’t question it any further, although you definitely had your suspicions that he knew more than he let on. “We’re just waiting for Jungkook, he went to go get the complete file.” he said while taking a drink of his coffee as he swings his chair sideways, throwing his head back. It wasn’t long before Jungkook was bursting in through the door, hair a sweaty mess as he drops the folders on the table. Four coffees in his right hand as he tried to make his breathing get back under control. “Want some coffee?” he asked, before putting a cup right in front of you. “Thanks” You smile up at him, making him blush slightly. You’ve known Jungkook for a few days now, he was this shy and nervous boy when it came to socializing with the opposite sex, but put him in front of a computer and he was a god — which is why you guessed he was picked for this important mission.
“Morning (Y/N)” Jungkook mumbles, finally setting his stuff down before moving to turn on the projector. “Morning” you reply, smirking at Taehyung who seemed offended he didn’t get a ‘good morning’ from the younger male.
Jungkook was another one of the agents in the company, since most of the agents in our division had been undercover for the past few years, he was the one who started doing the briefings and figuring out most of the information that was needed for warrants, infiltration ad take downs. The man was a genius.
“So, you two are the only people going undercover” he said as he turned to face us. “Meaning whatever is said in this room doesn’t leave. The director knows most of the case already, I had already sent him the details this morning.“
“But as the ones who requested both of you for the job, they know the full case. Our director knows about this just as much as you do now.”
Serious Jungkook is now in session. — you think to yourself as you start swinging in your chair, head thrown back and head resting.
Turning back to the projector, he turned it on. Instantly a picture of whom you believe to be your target was shown on the screen. “What I’m about to show you, well only the higher ups and the three of us will know.
And you think you’re going to like this assignment as the handsome man is looking at the distance. The photo clearly taken without his knowledge.“Meet Jung Hoseok.” Jungkook says as he points towards the screen with some sort of ‘authority’. “One of the most dangerous criminals in the country and believed to be involve in gang activity, drug trafficking, prostitution, murder, there’s nothing this guy hasn’t done”
You look towards Taehyung as he looks towards you. “The thing that makes him the most dangerous is that none of these charges have ever been proven to be connected with him. He always seems to get out of it, somehow.”
You both knew little about the case, although the name Jung Hoseok was a familiar one for you. You’ve met the man before, in banquets or charity events – your family hosting most of them. You had connections and a reputation in the crime community. The only difference between you and your father was that you actually decided you wanted out – not that you actually told him that. Or spoke with him at all.
You wanted to be the opposite of what your father wanted you to be.
Let’s call it what it is, you were starting a rebellion all on your own. He wanted you to take over the family business and you could give a shit less about said family business.
Hoseok on the other hand had been the talk of the top circle in the last few months. No one knows where the hell he came from, he just appeared one day and a few hours later everyone knew his name.
You were especially interested in the man, he had a way of just capturing everyone’s attention with just one smile.
When he came into the picture, the rate of crime in the city went up to an all time high. A blip on your father’s apprentice radar as the months went on and on.
Jungkook takes a deep breath before continuing, “Now, we’re placing two highly trained agents on the board” he gestures to the both of us. “I’ll be your contact inside the agency, you only speak to me when you need to. A request from the Director is that we keep him in the loop at all times.”
“Outside of that you tell no one of your identities, you may use your current names as you both have a lot of contacts inside different gangs.”
“Yes, Sir”
“Understood”
Taehyung and you respond as Jungkook moves on to the next slide. “Following protocol, both of you will move to the safe house.”
“(Y/N), you’re the one who holds titles and a reputation in the crime world that will benefit us.”
One of the biggest reasons you even got the job in the first place, was your father. Kim Kyung Sun – the most want crime lord worldwide. There was no place that has gone untouched by him and the man has never been caught. To him, you were his most priced possession.
It had been a long eight months since you had last been home. Disappearing without a trace you went deep undercover, not for the agency but for yourself. The life that your father had planned for you was not the one you wanted for yourself. You wanted to be good, to do something for yourself that didn’t depend on his connections – that you can make it on your own.
That’s when you decided to join the agency. They were skeptical at first, you were only an confidential informant to them. Yet you had managed to gain enough of their trust for you to become a vetted agent, training with Taehyung for those three months before you were given missions to go on. But this was the first time you were going as an undercover agent – one that wasn’t really undercover at all as you were going as yourself.
Jungkook turns back to the slideshow, one that you’re sure he spent all night making just for a few seconds of presenting it.
“Hoseok is the leader and our main target, but every leader has a second in command in case something happens or to split the work load, Hoseok’s man would be Park Jimin.” Jungkook pointed to the screen. “He’s as ruthless as Hoseok, as dangerous too.”
“Fortunately for Taehyung, we already have a man inside, he’ll get you in as close as he can. Your job is trying to work your way up the chain, built some trust.”
As he turned to me, he sighed, “(Y/N), Your job is a little more difficult.”
“What do I have to do?” You were intrigued, excited to get started. You weren’t afraid of it, or the target. To be completely honest you were ready to meet the infamous Jung Hoseok.
“You need to get close to Hoseok.” Jungkook said, looking you in the eye. The most eye contact the two of you have had since you had started working here.
“You fit the type of girl he usually goes for, appearance wise. But they never really stick for a long time.” You look at the projector screen, pictures of six woman all with the same features as you coincidentally happened to have. Now you know why you were first choice for this mission.
“What we noticed from these very short relationships is that they were mostly in it for the money. And he got bored pretty quickly when they weren’t as exciting they appeared to be.” Jungkook scratches at the back of his neck, pulling a confused face as he clicks onto the next slide.
“So, he just threw them away because he got bored?” You ask, you were amused to say the least. “In a way… yes, which is why you need to just be you.”
Jungkook eyes widen as he realizes what he had said, “I-I m-mean, you’re just really pretty and y-you have connections.. I didn’t mean that in a bad way, you’re just the kind of girl he must be looking for.. NOT that there’s anything wrong w-“
“Jungkook, stop talking” Taehyung interrupts him, leaning back in his chair and smirking at the flustered and blushing boy in front of him.
“I’ll just shut up now” Jungkook mumbles, closing his eyes as he tries to avoid any possible eye contact with you. His cheeks turning a slight red as he hears you giggle at his embarrassment.
After the morning meeting, you and Taehyung were giving time to prepare. To clear up any loose ends before the two of you disappeared for a little while into your new personas.
You had decided against going back to your lonely apartment. You thought it was a much better idea to surprise Yoongi at his, knowing the older man probably won’t be home until around midnight and he would also have his fridge stocked up with food — most of them your favorites.
You and Yoongi were stuck in this weird relationship. A relationship where you slept with each other but weren’t really together. You weren’t friends with benefits either, but the word boyfriend had never been thrown around. You weren’t really sure what to call this little thing you had between you, but you liked it.
It took you exactly twenty minutes to get from the agency to his one bedroom apartment.
You let yourself in with the spare key he had given you, moving to take of your heels before throwing him to the side. You were greeted by complete and utter darkness the moment you enter the living room.
You were right, Yoongi wasn’t here yet and he probably won’t be until eight at night. Not that his late hours bothered you, he was a very important man after all.
You spent a better part of your afternoon taking a long bath and cooking Yoongi’s favorite food for dinner before you heard the sound of front door being opened. You stood in the kitchen with a glass of wine in you hand whilst the other held a tongs as you waited for the noodles to finish cooking when Yoongi came in.
“I didn’t think you were coming today” Yoongi’s tired voice rings out from behind you, turning to see the tired man behind you before turning back to the pot in front of you.
“You look like crap” You reply, feeling his hands wrapping around your waist. His head resting on your shoulder as he takes a small peek at what you were making. The smell of food started invading his senses as he holds you closer, eyes closing before you feel his his nose brushing against the side of your neck.
Yoongi’s lips leaving small kisses wherever they seem to land, his hands moving to grip at your hips. You begin to feel him suck and bite at the side of your neck as you continue stirring, ignoring his subtle attempts to make you wet – they were definitely working.
Yoongi moves one of his hands to the middle of your stomach, laying it flat on your stomach as he slowly slides it down to your middle. You feel yourself flood when his pale hand cupping your center as he grinds himself into your backside – his hard member pressing roughly between the cheeks of your ass as your sheer leggings left nothing to the imagination.
“You don’t know what you do to me” Yoongi groans out against your ear as you let out a low moan when you feel him grind into you again – this time thrusting himself against you.
“Or maybe you do” Yoongi breaths out into your ear as his index finger rubs against your clit – the rough material from your leggings making it feel a hundred times better. The sound of the two of you breathing heavily the only thing filling the room. “Of course you do”
Yoongi moves the hand that was gripping your hip towards the boiling pot of soup, moving it to the side carefully before turning off the stove. It wasn’t long before he had you pinned against the opposite counter and a hand was on your ass – grabbing a hand full of it before his hand came down hard, making you jump at the sudden spanking and making you wet at the animalistic look in his eyes.
His hand makes its way back towards your center rubbing at it before slipping into your leggings, past your sorry excuse for underwear. You whimper when he brushes against your clit and moan out in ecstasy when you feel him push in one of his long slender fingers.
A smirk spreads against Yoongi’s face as he watches you close your eyes, one of your small hands gripping at his wrist as he pulled the finger in and out of you.
Yoongi chuckles to himself as he feels your nails gripping him harder when he started curling his finger inside of you – nothing but pleasure shooting up your entire spine.
His hair falls over his eyes, the sleeves of his button up shirt pushed to his forearms as he buried his head into the side of your neck again. “I can’t wait to taste you” Yoongi growls, his hot breath against your neck making you shiver in anticipation as you feel him pull away from you. His hands gripping at your leggings before he pulls them down forcefully, the sound of your underwear ripping all you could hear before he was pushing your legs open and shoving three fingers inside of you – his hand moving too fast for you to comprehend what had just happen.
You feel your stomach tightening, the squelching sound of just how wet he had made you in just a few minutes was almost as loud as your very very loud moans that fill the room.
“You want me to keep going?” Yoongi smirks, his lips pressing against your jaw as he continues his attack. “Want me to make you come?”
Your eyes close tightly as you move to grip onto the counter behind you, your legs shaking at the feeling of your orgasm coming over you. “Yes, please…” You manage to whimper out, high pitch moans escaping your lips as Yoongi’s hand continues to move at a quick pace. He pulls his hand away almost instantly, leaving you a shaking mess as you continue to lean against the counter. Your tired eyes meet his own as he sticks his fingers wet with your juices in his mouth and starts sucking them clean – pulling them out with a pop.
Yoongi’s darken with lust as he runs a hand over the front of his pants. He doesn’t give you a chance to come down from your high before he is trapping you, pulling you closer to his body before he’s turning you around against the cold counter. You hear the sound of his zipper being pulled down and your hair being yanked back, making you expose your neck to him once again.
You feel the head of his member brushing against your entrance, feeling him push in ever so slightly as you try to adjust to his girth. It always took time getting used to. You could feel Yoongi’s hot breath hitting the side of your neck, his member now fully inside you as you stood on your toes – trying to adjust to the feeling of being full. “Please move” you whimper, “Do something!”
Oh, how you hated to beg. But the man behind you was driving you crazy and he knew just how crazy he was making you. The smile you felt against your neck being enough evidence of the thoughts swimming around in his brain.
“Why should I? You’ve been acting like a brat the entire day.” He quips, his hand sliding down the front of your naked thighs as he feels you shivering underneath his touch. “I think… you should work for it. Make me cum.” Yoongi softly bites your earlobe as he moves the two of you around, being careful enough to keep his member inside of you – to torture you.
He leans against the counter, his hands no longer touching you as he crosses them across his chest. “Go ahead, fuck yourself” Yoongi commands in a deep voice. You wasted no time as you began moving, his large member filling you up with every thrust you made – each one harder than the last.
Yoongi wasted to time in unbottoning what was left of his shirt and leaving it handing on his shoulders as he move to grab at your waist. Moans leaving his lips as his brows furrow at just how tight you felt around him.
His grip on your hips tighten, his hips now moving to meet your thrusts before he’s pushing harder and faster into you. You lean your hands against the opposite counter, trying to hold yourself up as Yoongi leans against your tank top covered back. One of his hands moving up to the front of the top before pulling it down and yanking it down – revealing your naked chest to the cold air before grabbing a handful of your breast, kneading it roughly in his hand before he pull his hand away to give your breast a two quick slaps before grabbing it in his hand again.
“Fuck!” You yell out as your second orgasm comes out of nowhere, your mouth open as you try to gasp out something – anything, but as Yoongi continues to move his hips at a bruising pace you lost any kind of thought you had in your brain.
Your body felt overly sensitive and as Yoongi showed no signs of stopping, your third orgasm came without much of a try. You were tired, your body was tired. Yoongi’s hands wrapped around your waist in an attempt to keep you standing, pulling back until he was leaning against the counter and you were leaning against his chest.
His thrusts became slow and hard, his heart beating aile a minute as he fucked up into you. His hands reaching up to touch both of your breasts as his mouth painted the side of your neck in love bites. “You’re so beautiful” He whispers, his hand moving down to your clit. The feeling has you jerking back into him, not thinking you can come one more time in the span of just a few minutes. The flick of his finger was slow and gentle, but enough for you to feel your stomach tightening for a fourth time.
“Just one more” Yoongi maintains, his thrusts picking up in their pace before his hips begin to stutter. You feel him empty himself inside of you, thrusting his come inside of you as your fourth orgasm washes over your entire body.
Sweaty bodies against one another, heavy breathing and tired eyes closing halfway, the two of you stayed connected as Yoongi’s penis became soft before he pulled away. You could already feel both of your orgasms slipping down your inner thigh.
Not even training for a full day would make you as tired as the man behind you did in just a couple of hours.
“Come on.” Yoongi tiredly says as he grabs on your arm, his clothes forgotten on one side of the kitchen floor as he walks you over to his bathroom. He turns on the hot shower before helping you out of the last clothing you had on, pulling you underneath the water – following you in.
Yoongi softly grabs your chin in between his fingers, his lips meeting yours in a soft kiss. A contradiction from the man you had sex with not too long ago, a kiss that meant what had just happen was more than that. It was a kiss to say I love you.
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