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Taehyung needs help, an emergency he’d like to call it as he texted Jin and Jimin earlier to come visit him at the cafe outside of the university after class. Tapping his feet out of anxiousness, he frequently looks outside to see if his two friends are already here but no, they have not yet arrived.
With nothing else to do, he’ll just eat his strawberry cake in front of him, indulging its sweetness into his mouth and maybe look around for a familiar face in the crowded cafe.
The cafe, Taehyung observed, is now decorated with red hearts and cute little cupids and of course, today is filled with heterosexual couples more than the regular customers but he also noticed that he is the only person in the cafe who has yet to have a company since all the other people who occupied the tables have their girlfriends or boyfriends. What can he expect? Tomorrow is Valentine's day, after all. The day where all those lovey-dovey idiots get hot and steamy in the middle of the day and singles go bitter at the sight of it.
And it’s not that Taehyung is bitter about it at all. It’s just that being in the same place that becomes as twice as crowded than usual is getting on his nerves.
For the past 4 years with Jungkook, they really don’t have anything to do on Valentines, only home dates and eating popcorn while watching those sickly romantic movies or just watch the iconic Titanic over again with a heavy heart that is tempting him to cry. But he still cried, tho. It’s nothing special, no cliche dates on an expensive restaurant nor going out to movie dates and do couple-y things together. It is just Taehyung and Jungkook feeling cozy on their couch, simple and domestic moments except for the fact that by the end of the day, they’ll be on their beds literally tangled with one another and fuck their brains out all night.
Now, Taehyung thinks he needs to do something special because it’s Valentine's day. And besides, he feels pressured after noticing Jimin and Jin talked about it for the past two weeks. They’ve been planning to do homemade chocolates for their partners and that was the time when Taehyung really wished he knows how to cook instead of watching his two friends make their chocolates with their skillful hands during weekends when their boyfriends had to go overtime in the school. He should be planning a massive surprise for Jungkook, rewarding him for being such a good boyfriend to him but the most significant problem he currently has is the fact that he doesn’t know what to give his man. Chocolates, roses, and cute stuff toys are too cliché. Jewelry or maybe couple rings to fit with their matching couple bracelets from their anniversary are quite expensive– one he couldn’t possibly afford as a student.
His best choice right now is asking Jimin and Jin for advice to this crazy idea he has in his head right now, but hell, they are taking up most of their time for the last hour.
He’s quite irritated by the fact that some of the customers even bother taking a glance at him, pitying him when he’s just eating on his own– all alone. Jimin is still at the school, probably running late, while Jin is on his way from work.
He almost finished his cake when Jimin arrived with Jin by his side, moving past customers and service crews before they could reach Taehyung’s table with an apologetic face.
Taehyung raises his eyebrow “Oh. You’re here.”
“Sorry Tae. I just finished my essay a while ago.” Jimin says as he sits across Taehyung and takes a sip of his drink yet the latter doesn’t mind, only rolling his eyes in disbelief.
Jin sits next to Jimin, crossing his legs and arms. “So, what’s the problem? Is it about Jungkook hyung again?”
Taehyung nods. “I-- I want to do something for Jungkookie hyung. Something we never did in the past four years. I want this Valentines to be special–”
Jimin and Jin frown at each other. They don’t get what Taehyung meant so the latter pull out his serious face, blushing with his eyes avoiding their curious look, mumbling unintelligently, “In other words, I want to take good care of him.”
Taehyung’s choice of words makes the both of them think that they are talking to a 13-year-old boy with adorable mannerism, rubbing his fingers together while tapping the floor. Taehyung is really cute when they try to agitate him with the mention of sex in their random conversations and maybe that’s why Jungkook always initiates everything because seeing him flustered is worth the sight. Well, most of it is actually a guess but it’s most likely true.
Jimin subconsciously blurted out in a whisper. “You mean, dominate Jungkook hyung?”
“I wouldn’t say d-dominate. I just want to do everything.”
And besides, Jungkook is the man who couldn’t submit, who always want to take control and yes, while it does make him crazy most of the time. He wants to see Jungkook’s reaction when Taehyung takes over the wheel and let the older man enjoy the ride.
Seriously, even if Taehyung doesn’t want to admit, he actually tried it a lot of times, straddling Jungkook and trapping him the same way he did in the past (Taehyung is learning from Jungkook’s actions) but the older always flip him over, and Taehyung couldn’t even protest when his words turned to moans and cries.
And he’s running out of ideas. So maybe Jin and Jimin have some in their minds.
“How about tying him to the headboard?” Jin suggests and Jimin adds with a smirk, “With his necktie?” With a knowing look and evident smirk playing on their lips, the two kinky friends hi-fived their hands as if they have a secret on their own, imagination in sync with each other. Taehyung could literally hear their evil laugh in his head as he watches his two friends in horror when they do their own little thing.
It’s the same as when all three of them gathered and share their sex experiences without their boyfriends on random days and Taehyung is the only guy who doesn’t have other kinks than calling Jungkook 'daddy' to make him sexually aroused and the occasional spanking, other rare times when they couldn’t wait, outdoor sex. However, Jin and Jimin never have a normal sex. The both of them are into roleplays, BDSM, and sex toys. Even taking a trip to sex shops, dragging Taehyung with them and talk which toy is better to buy. And when Jungkook asked what they did after picking him up in a mall, Taehyung would just squeak a reply that they only did shopping. He would never tell the older man that he learned something in a sex shop, it flips something in the deepest part of his gut like he might have discovered something he would like but of course, he can’t be sure and Jungkook might actually drop their conversation by changing the topic when he noticed how flustered Taehyung is.
“I think it’s time to teach our baby how we do things.” Seokjin purrs and Jimin looks at Taehyung sexily, agreeing to the latter.
“Let’s see how dirty Taehyungie can get” Jimin smirks.
This is a bad idea.
“How is it? Do you feel good?” Jin asks, not entirely sure if it would suit Taehyung’s taste.
“Y-yeah” Taehyung blushes. He doesn’t know why it feels awkward looking at Jin right now. Maybe it’s because of his scandalous tone as if he’s asking for it or maybe it’s not actually what Taehyung had in mind when Jin said that he will teach something to him.
“Of course you would feel good. I know I’m good at this.”
Their positions are way off right now. Jin casually bending on the kitchen counter, groaning when he reaches out to Taehyung’s mouth, wiping off the excess before he licks it on his own mouth. Taehyung flinches slightly at the touch, freezes on the spot.
“Oh, our baby is sensitive and honest. Jungkookie hyung is so lucky to have you.” Jin whispers.
Not a minute after, Jimin joins them in the kitchen with ingredients on hand, staring at the two of them blankly, “Why do you have to sound sensual when you’re just making Taehyung taste your newly experimented chocolate?”
And then their impromptu acting pops off like a bubble and Jin whines at Jimin for messing the mood.
“There is no mood. You’re just taking advantage of Taehyung that makes you think that there is.” He puts down the ingredients and casually shoo Jin off the counter.
“But look at Taehyung, he’s flustered and cute.”
Taehyung wishes he could unsee that moment. “No, I’m not.” He shifts in his seat by the counter again while Jin continues to feed him with chocolates, this time with no sensual acting involved.
They are testing chocolates again in Jimin’s shared apartment but this time, Taehyung comes as their apprentice. They will teach him how to make chocolates with them and probably eat some of it later for dessert. Today, they will go all night since their busy boyfriends are stuck in their office, checking test papers from the 2-day exam last week.
Taehyung really admires how swift they move, as if they know which ingredients to be placed in the bowl next without following any instructions. It’s like the instructions are on their heads and they keep on remaking chocolates over and over again that it’s not a shock anymore. Of course, their side of the counter is neat when compared to his own. Cocoa powder on the counter, little drops of milk, and even his hands are covered with sticky chocolate mold. Yes, this is how /dirty Taehyung could get.
“Taehyung! You are covered with chocolate on your face” Jimin reprimands him like a mother to her child as he walks carefully to his part of the counter just to wipe the chocolate off his face with his cloth.
Taehyung responds with giggles Jimin couldn’t even stay mad for. In the end, they helped Taehyung mold the kind of chocolate he wants. He wanted it to be in a shape of a bunny but it seems that he fails to do so as the bunny shaped chocolate deforms into Taehyung doesn’t want to name so he makes cute little hearts instead after Jin teases him about the failed bunny shaped chocolates. When they’re done, they test their new chocolates and Taehyung is happy that his chocolate actually tastes better than he thinks. Well, it’s thanks to Jin and Jimin that he comes this far.
So, he does have Valentine’s day gift for Jungkook after all. And even if chocolates are one of the most popular gifts on Valentine's day, at least he made them out of his effort.
A little after that, it’s already 9 pm when Hoseok, Yoongi, and Jungkook arrive in the apartment. Jin already went home after they finish up and Jimin and Taehyung are watching late night tv shows.
After bidding goodbye to Jimin, Taehyung is off snuggling closer to his boyfriend who is more than glad to return his touch with a hug, faintly smelling chocolates on Taehyung’s hair and decides to shrug it off until they went home to their apartment.
“What did you do today at Jimin’s?” Jungkook asks when they both arrive in their cozy apartment.
Taehyung looks at him with a playful smile. There’s a secret he doesn’t want the older to know. “Nothing,” he hums as he pulls Taekook up in his arms when their dog paws him on his feet.
And did Jungkook mention that Taehyung sucks at lying? He chuckles when he notices chocolate smears on the side of his face. Maybe, he’s trying to surprise Jungkook and the latter, of course, being a softy he is, silently pretending not to know his lover’s obvious schemes.
Jungkook walks in front of Taehyung, ruffles Taekook’s head before he leans in and kisses Taehyung on his cheek, slightly sticking out his tongue to lick on the sweet chocolate until it wears off on his beautiful face.
After he does, he couldn’t unsee the way Taehyung looks at him, partly scandalized, “did you just lick me hyung?”
Jungkook hums, leaning against his forehead, “You smell good, and you taste good. It makes me want to eat you.”
Taehyung pecks on his lips, what Jungkook says is an invitation and while it does make him shiver down to his lower part, he needs to wait for the grand surprise, “Not now, hyungie. I’m tired.” he whispers, partly right since now he realized that making chocolates could actually be tiring.
“Aw, of course, baby.” Jungkook smiles before kissing him softly, hand reaching on to pinch Taehyung on his cheeks before he goes off to do his nightly routine. And Taehyung follows.
It’s absolutely normal for Jungkook to still have wet dreams about Taehyung even after years of dating. It just proves that he really, really wants him so when he just have a wet dream one night, it becomes a little too real like Taehyung really did the initiative and maybe he moans a little too real in his sleep, Taehyung’s name coming from his numb, dry lips. It feels a little too real, he can actually feel the weight on top of him and that small butterfly kisses on his neck and he’s too afraid to wake up because when he does, the dream would stop and he would proceed to jerk off in the bathroom with Taehyung in his mind but then again, he feels his arms on top of the headboard, being caught by something and he couldn’t let go. It’s a little tight and too real. He tugs on it sleepily but then a whisper knocks him from his sleepiness, “Relax, daddy. It’s me.”
And so he opens his eyes to Taehyung’s face, the room is still dark, their only source of light is the lamp on their bedroom side table. And so his wet dream is real after all. “What time is it?”
Taehyung sits up, still straddling on Jungkook’s stomach, an oversized shirt drapes slightly off on Taehyung’s shoulders. “It’s already 4 in the morning.”
“What?” His arms are straining on top of his head, all tied up. “Why am I tied up?”
Taehyung shushed him as he proceeds to put a hand on Jungkook’s crotch behind him, only to feel its hardness and Jungkook makes a small sound of moaning. “Let me take care of you, daddy.” He whispers then he stands up, pulling down the boxers in the most sexual way as Jungkook gulps hard on the way Taehyung looks down on him and it feels great. Maybe a little too great and when Taehyung sits again after discarding his boxers, he can feel the heat on his ass even when there is a fabric between them.
With lube on his hand, Jungkook knows what he is doing. His eyes darken and the sight of Taehyung putting on a show for him is making him want to touch him.
“Baby, do you even know how to finger yourself?”
“Been trying since last night.” Taehyung slurs, lifting himself up a little on Jungkook’s body just to put his slender fingers experimentally on his hole after putting a little too much lube on his fingers, excruciatingly slow, pushing and pulling out.
Jungkook bobs his throat, he aggressively tugs on the thing that tied his wrists too much on the headboard just to keep his hands off of Taehyung. Oh, but he wants to touch Taehyung badly. The way the younger looks at him with lidded eyes and parted lips, Jungkook could feel his cock twitching. “Untie me Taehyung. Let me- let me touch you.”
“No daddy. I want you to watch me.”
Fuck, Jungkook lets out a groan. This is the first time Jungkook sees Taehyung above him and takes control of the sex. He wonders how better can it be? He wonders how Taehyung could hold it up all by himself?
“Are you sure baby? Can you do it all on your own now?”
“Yes daddy” Taehyung yelps in a whisper, suddenly hits the spot he wants. It’s hard for Jungkook to be in that position where the only thing he could do is to watch. It’s just that he couldn’t keep his hands to himself when it comes to Taehyung. He grits his teeth every time Taehyung moans above him with thighs spread apart so that Jungkook could see how his fingers disappear inside, the lube drips off in drops which makes it even messier but hot. While he keeps himself busy with his arm, his other arm leans on Jungkook’s bended knees behind him, with his back slowly leaning to it to get more comfortable.
When Taehyung thinks he’s well prepped enough, Jungkook won’t stop complimenting him for putting on a good show that is way better than porn.
Not knowing Taehyung’s unpredictable move, he is slightly startled when Taehyung’s ass- dripping with lube, almost wants to lick it off of him- inches apart from his face as the latter turns his back on him. Jungkook can feel Taehyung’s fingers on the waistband of his boxers, trying his best to tug them off with, of course, his boyfriend’s help by pushing his hips up to at least pulls out his already hard cock from his boxers.
The next thing really caught Jungkook by surprise, gasping and groaning when he feels something warm and wet is covering his naked cock. Of course, he knows it’s Taehyung’s mouth. His sinful wide mouth and the fact that he could take it all in is too much in his mind right now. He is sucking on it like a lollipop, wrapping the rest of what he couldn’t take in his hand, synchronically rubbing up and down as he bobs, making weird popping noises at his back and how his voice vibrates on his tingling cock.
“B-baby, you’re good. You’re perfect.” Jungkook praises him, but soon, he starts to feel the urge to push a finger into his hole. Sucking his lower lip, he wants to try his luck again with his busy boyfriend, “Baby, untie me, please. Please untie me.”
With one loud pop, Taehyung turns his head back to see his older boyfriend pleading eyes, and he continues to rubs his cock lazily and then he smiles playfully, “no, daddy. Stay still.”
Jungkook groans. This is the only thing that he couldn’t get. It’s somewhat frustrating but it really turns him on. Taehyung continues what he is doing by sucking his cock while the latter watches his boyfriend’s ass wriggles closer to him and that gives him an idea. Giving himself a push upward, he can put his face on his ass and then he licks it with one stripe that temporarily leaves the younger immobile, heaving loudly.
Two can play this game, Jungkook thought as he pushes his muscle in his hole, eating his ass. The younger is responsive to his action, slowly arching his back towards him for better penetration.
Taehyung is humming loudly while his mouth is full of his cock when Jungkook hits the spot in him. And then a little later, the younger becomes a little needy, he stops playing with his cock just to whine, “daddy- almost there.” He is fully distracted, weakly pumping his own cock with the other hand. Jungkook hums, he is, too, that’s why he thrusts himself up into Taehyung’s mouth. He also pushes his head down to meet with Jungkook’s thrusts and he never gags, even if it hits at the back of his throat. And maybe, he would lose his voice later but he doesn’t care. He gets louder and louder at any second, Jungkook also thrusts faster and moves his tongue forcefully until Taehyung pops out of his cock to let out a satisfied moan, just in time for Jungkook to shoot his cum on Taehyung’s face.
Taehyung sits up, knowing that he spills on Jungkook’s shirt. He can feel it wet on his ass, shaking from the after-effects of an orgasm. With a hand on his face, he wipes off Jungkook’s cum and cleans his hand by licking it off, the bitter taste left on his tongue for long.
His older boyfriend is quiet now, but he’s breathing heavily. So he slides his cock back into his pants before turning his whole body around to see an exhausted grown man with a lazy smile on his lips.
His arms might be straining a little, seeing how his biceps are showing because of the tension. “Can you untie me now, baby?” he says, not intended to stay tied up for the rest of their remaining time.
Taehyung chuckles as he tugs on the handkerchief tied on the headboard and by the time Jungkook is free, he grabs his younger boyfriend on the waist and rolls over, making him lay on the bed and hovers on top of Taehyung. He leaves him little marks on his neck that makes the younger giggle, and they both have matching hickeys now.
“How was it, daddy?” Taehyung asks as he cups Jungkook’s face to stop smoldering him with wet kisses.
Jungkook hums, “that was great, but I appreciate it if you don’t tie me up.”
“Don’t worry, hyung. I won’t tie you up again. It’s just, I just want to give you pleasure- supposed to, but instead, I am the one being pleasured.”
“Oh baby. You have no idea how messed up I am seeing you like that.” He says, after giving one look to his boyfriend’s oversized shirt with nothing underneath, giving him one last kiss on the forehead before they cuddle themselves. Their room is not so dark anymore as the sky begins to paints itself with shades of blue and it’s a little late to go back to sleep now as they both have morning responsibilities in school so they end up talking random stuff in husky whispers and soft giggles under the sheets of their bed.
Valentine's day, as romantic as it sounds, it's actually the most stressful day in February. Students are staying too much in the halls to give chocolates to whoever they want. One of the most popular events in this day is probably the photobooths or kissing booths in the field to celebrate Valentine's day. It's a one-day event where classes are canceled but they still need to go to school to participate the said event. It's not a waste of time, tho. At least, students are going to take a short break from classes and enjoy this day.
Meanwhile, Taehyung tries to avoid the commotion by staying in the cafeteria, eating extra chocolates Jimin just brought from their apartment.
“I see you already have your fun?” Jimin smirks, eyeing on the long line of hickeys peeking out of Taehyung’s collar. “So, did you tie him on the headboard?”
“I did, and it works, Jiminie” Taehyung cheerily whispers while he tugs on his collar to cover the hickeys.
Jimin pushes himself on the table and grabs Taehyung’s hands excitedly. “Spill. Me. The. Details.” he says, dragging every word.
And when Taehyung is about to talk, three particular professors come into the cafeteria with books and attendance records on hand, seeing two specific students chatting as usual and decide to sit with them.
“What are you guys talking about?” Professor Jung slips into the chair next to Jimin, puts an arm on Jimin’s chair, and Professor Min on his other side.
Taehyung feels small, putting his hands on his knees, lowering his head to hide from blushing even if it’s there for everyone to see. Professor Jeon sees him and yes, he also wants to know what they’re talking about and wants to tease his boyfriend for acting cute but he decides to change the topic to save him. “By the way, your desk is full of chocolates from your admirers, you might want to bring them home.”
Professor Jung smirks and hums, “Is daddy jealous because he hasn’t bought chocolate for his baby?”
With that, even Jungkook is baffled and blushing all the way to his neck. He forgot that he already told them what happened earlier. Park Jimin gasps comically, his eyes are wide enough while Professor Min is laughing silently at his side, his gummy teeth are now showing. They laugh even harder when Taehyung, the one who couldn’t handle too much teasing, pulls small punches on his side, eyes tearing from embarrassment, pouting and whining, “You told them? How could you!?”
Jungkook is about to explain that Professor Jung Hoseok and Min Yoongi saw hickeys on his neck and wouldn’t stop asking him for details that he can’t help to spill. Well, maybe he spilled too much, including the small details of the part where Taehyung tied him up and sucked his cock.
But then Jimin interrupts them, “But you still haven’t told me the details, Taehyungie” then Professor Jung Hoseok and Min Yoongi holler lowly at the sight of Jungkook grabbing both of Taehyung’s wrists, “Well, you’re about to share it to Jimin, too.”
“B-but I-” Taehyung’s lower lip wobbles and it’s too cute, Jungkook almost wants to put his lips on it but of course, he couldn’t do that when they’re in school grounds and worse, in front of their friends.
“Hey hey don’t even think about it, Jungkook. We’re still here, you know.” Professor Min snickers and that’s the cue for them to behave, hands to themselves with blushing faces.
And Taehyung did tell Jimin 30 minutes later after their boyfriends leave the cafeteria with their handmade chocolates tied up in a box on their hands, the ones they did last night, along with their teaching materials and a smile up to their ears. Jimin is shrieking with all of his body draping over Taehyung because, wow, the details are too much for him to listen despite the fact that his best friend is always the less kinky of the three of them- him, Jin, and Taehyung.
“Tell me, how do you feel when he’s all vulnerable and begging you to untie him?” Jimin asks, delving carefully into the subject not to make his best friend feel uncomfortable at sharing with him.
But it seems okay for Taehyung as he honestly shares to Jimin his thoughts about it. “I think it’s okay but deep down, it makes me think what it would be like to be tied up.”
Jimin raises his eyebrow, not sure what to say. “You mean you want to be tied up or you just caught up in the moment you tied him up?”
“I’m not sure. I haven’t thought about it once. But I would like to try.”
“Well, you should wait for your boyfriend. It might not be okay for him seeing you tied up, knowing it could be painful and weakens your arms.”
“Yeah, the next time.”
And that next time comes a little early when Taehyung and Jungkook set foot in their apartment later that day. The next thing they know, Jungkook cages Taehyung on the wall, kissing hard and pushing his body closer with hands practically everywhere on their bodies. Their bags are left forgotten on the floor, along with the keys and shoes are discarded. They try to be as quiet as possible with the shuffling since they don’t want their dog to wake up and see them in this state. Taehyung keeps on reminding Jungkook not to do nasty things in front of Taekook.
“Hyung- bed.” Taehyung manages to whisper the moment they’re not eating with their faces. Jungkook obliges, carrying Taehyung in his arms as the latter wraps himself and kisses his bruises on his neck.
The bedroom door shuts with a loud bang and Taehyung is slightly worried that it might startle Taekook up but is fully distracted when Jungkook throws him on the bed, following his older boyfriend on top of him. They are still on with their uniforms, maybe a little crooked and with a few buttons opening up but then, Jungkook only tugs his necktie off harshly and maybe, it’s the sexiest thing Taehyung sees as he licks on his lips when Jungkook shows his aggressive behavior.
Jungkook grabs on both Taehyung’s wrists together, and that twitches something inside of him as he feels the soft necktie, wrapping his wrists on the headboard. Oh and, wow, it does things on Taehyung. He loves it. Yes, he just discovered that he loves being tied up like this.
“It’s your punishment, baby, for not letting me touch you.” Jungkook is not a little bit sorry for him. He also admits to himself that Taehyung is 100 times sexier being tied up despite, well, straining his arms and hurting his wrists but he’ll do something about it later.
“F-fuck me, daddy, please.” Taehyung whines. Oh, it makes it even better, seeing Taehyung so desperate. He would just comply with his boyfriend’s plead. Jungkook is on his knees between Taehyung’s clothed legs, unbuckling his boyfriend’s belt hastily before he tugs them all down with one long pull and literally throws them in the back without tearing his eyes on to Taehyung’s. He loves it. He loves the desperation in his eyes, lips wobbling. Bending his knees, he can see his hole, pretty much open from prepping earlier.
He fishes the condom out from his pocket, knew that this would happen before he strips down and wearing the condom on his cock. And then, without saying anything, just him grabbing his inner thighs, lifting him up, and then he welcomes himself inside with Taehyung arching and gasping under him. Then he tugs on his wrists, helplessly trying to untie himself to the point he balls his hands into fists.
Chanting ‘yes’ countless times as Jungkook thrusts in him, picking up his pace every damn time. Taehyung’s eyes are now closed with eyebrows knitting together.
“Oh, baby. Look at you. So pretty when tied up. Should I cover your big mouth as well to shut you up?”
“N-no” Taehyung mumbles. “I’ll be good, daddy. Please don’t.” And he really is true to his words, pushes his lips together, clenching his jaw just repress the moans every time Jungkook thrusts. However, it doesn’t stay for too long since Jungkook hits his prostrate too many times that Taehyung loses his ability to shut up anymore.
Jungkook hums, amused. “Then what should I do to you? Tell me, baby.” And he’s not even sorry when he knows he’s the very reason why Taehyung is loud and needy.
Taehyung flips his eyes open, pleading with heavy-lidded eyes, “K-kiss me? Just kiss me.”
Chuckling, Jungkook swoops down, bending his body, hands on either side of Taehyung’s head, and then he kisses him, sucking on his tongue. It’s messy with their salivas mix together so much that when they pull apart, strings of it are clear in their mouths. Lips are glistening and both of them are drunk. Not that kind of drunk when drinking alcohol but that kind of drunk when they couldn’t get enough of themselves. They lean so close that when they exhale from their mouths, it’s warming up their faces.
Taehyung feels high and he signals Jungkook that he’s almost there. Just a few thrusts and he might go to climax first but Jungkook has something entirely different in mind.
And yes, he did quicken his pace much to the younger’s plead. But when he feels Taehyung almost lets out, he suddenly stops. He stops thrusting and stays still that has Taehyung gasping loudly and he cries. He whines, with broken cries. And Jungkook, bad and naughty Jungkook, chuckles at his reaction. It’s too cute, he can’t even help it. Not even when he also suffers the struggle of a release.
“Ah, hyuuuuung. W-why did you stop?” Taehyung cries, tugging on his wrists in hope that he would slip out and rubs his cock to release his pain.
Jungkook, feeling guilty now, kisses his teary eyes. “Sorry baby. I was just teasing you.” With that, he starts to move again and both came too much.
Taehyung feels so weak, so spent, so tired, that he doesn’t feel any strength on his arms- not realizing that he’s been tugging too much and of course, Jungkook sees that which is why he unties him and softly grabs his wrists. Long red lines are forming around them and he gives his wrists a kiss and rubbing them to relieve the pain. “You okay?”
Too tired to speak, he manages a small nod while watching his older boyfriend massages his fragile wrists. No matter how wild they are when it comes to sex, Jungkook always gives him the best aftercare. He really loves him. Yes, he does.
And Jungkook loves him too. Yes, he even strips Taehyung off on his uniform and personally helps him wear one of his white shirts and Taehyung’s clean boxers before he slips on his comfy clothes and lays next to the younger, spooning him close to him.
“Does it still hurt?” Jungkook whispers, nosing on Taehyung’s hair.
“Not anymore. Thanks, hyung.” Taehyung says, “I really love it.”
Jungkook hums then he mumbles on his ear “Maybe I should tie you up more often”
“Ah hyung” Taehyung whines.
“Now you feel how helpless I was in the morning” Jungkook chuckles, “I was just joking, baby”
“But please tie me next time, daddy”
That sends a tingling sensation on his cock, even after they have sex- they just finished sex, damn it- he internally moans, “Y-you don’t mean that, do you?”
“I mean it, hyung.”
Oh, and who is Jungkook to refuse another round of wild sex.
(“Hey, Tae baby, are you still awake?” Jungkook randomly whispers after a long moment of silence and when he hears a low hum on his chest, he smiles, “Happy Valentine's day. I love you.”
Taehyung wraps himself a little tighter around Jungkook before he replies, “Happy Valentine's day, hyung. I love you, too. So so much”.)