Work Text:
Taehyung was frustrated. Well, actually, that term didn’t come even close to what he was feeling in the past days – he was fucking horny.
They were preparing for the comeback, their first performance of Fake Love at BBMAs was just in two weeks and they were working hard. Not that he wasn’t excited for the release of the album and all those performances, he couldn’t wait to see the reactions of the fans but that all meant that him and Jungkook didn’t have time for each other.
When they had free time, they usually just fell asleep as soon as they crawled into bed because they were just so exhausted. And if their dance practices weren’t enough, Jungkook was spending like almost every free minute working out, especially because of his nearing Fake Love abs flashing (Taehyung still hasn’t decided if he was excited about it because it’s hot as fuck or if he was jealous that Jungkook will show himself like this to the whole world, probably both). He was working out in the practice room and he was working out in the private gym that was in their building and to say that it didn’t make things easier for Taehyung was an understatement.
The thing is, Jungkook is hot as fuck. Well, that isn’t news, especially not to Taehyung, they’ve been together for few years and he was literally watching Jungkook turn from the cute little shy boy into this sexy muscular beast. And don’t get him wrong, he wasn’t complaining but right now, it was too much for him.
Right now, they were sitting in the dance studio, waiting for their teacher to show up and Jungkook used this opportunity to work out again. First, he was doing push-ups and that was still fine, he had a hoodie and shorts on and that was something Taehyung could handle, even though he could see muscles in those gorgeous thighs flex little bit.
Then Jungkook started to lift weights. That was already harder for Taehyung because Jungkook decided to take off the hoodie so he was sitting there in a t-shirt. His biceps were flexing beautifully with every lift and Taehyung had to find all his willpower not to drool or worse, throw himself at the younger.
“Your thirst is showing, Taehyung,” Yoongi snorted from where he was sitting few meters from Taehyung and he caught the younger staring at the maknae with parted lips.
“Shut up, hyung,” the younger murmured with flushed cheeks. They all knew he was thirsty for Jungkook, no matter the time or circumstances, he was whipped for the maknae but he hated it when he got caught and when they called him out on it.
“Cut him some slack, hyung, TaeTae hasn’t gotten the D in quite some time so he’s horny,” Jimin stepped in.
“Jimin!” Taehyung hissed at his best friend. He really needed to re-think that best friend status.
“Well, better for us, I really don’t miss their late night activities,” the oldest rapper snorted.
“Speak for yourself, not that I’d miss it but you don’t have to deal with horny whining Taehyung 24/7,” Jimin opposed him. Taehyung was bright red now, partly because of their conversation and partly because Jungkook decided to take his fucking shirt off like ten seconds ago.
Jimin noticed his best friend gulping and turned to look at Jungkook, when he took in what’s going on, he started laughing so hard he almost rolled on the floor.
“Just go get him, Tae, I don’t see what is such a big deal. You’ve been together for years, surely you have a trick or two,” Hoseok joined in because he heard their whole previous conversation.
Taehyung got up and made his way to his boyfriend, Hoseok was right, he had some ways that might work on the maknae and he was getting desperate.
Jungkook was currently working out his stomach and the muscles there were flexing beautifully. Taehyung approached him but when he noticed in the mirror behind Jungkook, the muscles flexing on his back, all he could get out of his mouth was: “ugh”. He was so fucked. Well, actually no, that is what he wanted to be and he was not getting it.
He could hear Jimin and Hoseok laughing behind his back but he brushed that off.
“Hey, babe, what’s up?” Jungkook smiled at him innocently, still working out.
“Ugh,” was all Taehyung said again. He was pretty sure that the maknae knew exactly what he was doing and he was doing it only to rile him up.
“Nothing,” the older mumbled after few seconds of just dumbly staring at the other and went back to where he sat before, the others laughing their asses off at his incapability and desperation.
*
Taehyung was slowly reaching his breaking point. It’s been like three weeks since the last time they had sex and he didn’t know how much longer he can go without it.
Jungkook was in the gym again, tonight with Jimin so Taehyung was bored on top of that, not having his boyfriend and best friend here. He was playing video games for some time but it just wasn’t it when he was doing it by himself. He decided to spend his time more productively so that is how he found himself lying on a bed with three fingers buried in his ass. He was panting hard, sweat running down his forehead and it felt so damn good but nothing could ever compare his boyfriend’s fingers or his cock.
He groaned in frustration because even after half an hour of playing with himself, he still couldn’t find a much needed release. He decided he’s had enough, he really needed to step up his game and get what he wanted. So he withdrew the fingers from his hole and slowly inserted a black butt plug.
He went down to the gym, the plug brushing against his walls, occasionally finding his prostate and the stimulation felt so damn good but he was determined to get something else.
He entered the gym silently and sat down on a bench. Jimin was lifting weights and Jungkook was working out on some kind of machine, his biceps and back flexing sinfully.
None of the two said anything when they spotted Taehyung, it wasn’t anything unusual that he came here, especially when both of them were here.
Jungkook was shirtless again, sitting on the bench of the machine only in his shorts and Taehyung was shamelessly staring at him with the bottom lip between his teeth. When the maknae caught his gaze, he looked at him with a raised eyebrow and Taehyung wiggled under the stare. The plug dug deeper at this action, which took him by surprise and he let out a low whimper. Jungkook caught this action and his eyes turned dark, staring intently at his boyfriend.
Jimin seemed to be oblivious to the staring contest and the tension between his two friends, he didn’t really pay attention to them, still lifting the weights few meters from Jungkook.
Taehyung’s had enough. He got up and slowly approached his boyfriend, never breaking the eye contact. Even though Jungkook didn’t show it, he knew that he wanted him too after three weeks of abstinence. Taehyung knew that he can easily break him if he’ll push the right buttons.
He approached the maknae and leaned down so his face was only few centimetres from the younger’s cheek.
“You look so hot,” Taehyung whispered deeply and brushed his nose against the other’s cheek, while his hand gripped lightly at Jungkook’s biceps.
“Go away, Tae,” Jungkook breathed out, trying to focus on the work out.
“You’ve been working so hard lately. You have no idea how crazy you drive me with those beautiful muscles. All I can think about, when I get myself off, is how you hold me down with those hard muscles and fuck me senseless,” the older said shamelessly into the other’s ear. It earned him a low growl from Jungkook, he knew exactly how to push him. He’s always been a teasing little shit. When they first started dating, Jungkook would always get shy when Taehyung talked like this but over the years, it just became part of their relationship and it’s been like this for a while now – Taehyung teasing Jungkook with his words and the maknae eventually snapping and fucking him hard with a dominant air between them. And that’s how Taehyung loved it.
“What do you think you’re doing,” Jungkook growled lowly, as he grabbed Tae by the back of his neck tightly. The older’s breath caught in his throat, he had a huge thing for Jungkook showing his strength and treating him roughly.
“Um, I think I’m gonna go,” Jimin spoke up awkwardly but there was a slight smirk on his face. The tension in the room was unbearable and he really didn’t want to be there when Jungkook finally loses his shit and jumps at Taehyung.
The oldest got up, packed his things and looked at the couple one last time. Jungkook looked like a wild animal right now, ready to ravish the other and Taehyung was shamelessly smug and excited. Jimin shook his head, smiling to himself with amusement. Those two were unbelievable, especially Taehyung but Jimin knew that his best friend always gets what he wants.
As soon as the glass door closed shut, Taehyung was backed off against one of the machines and his back was pressed against a cold metal. It was so fast that he didn’t even register how it happened but he was more than happy right now.
“What’s that, Tae? You think it’s okay to act like this? When Jimin is around and I’m trying to work out?” Jungkook got out through gritted teeth. He was holding onto Taehyung’s neck tightly, not hard enough to actually steel his breath but strong enough to make his head spin in pleasure.
“I just miss you so much, Kookie. I need you,” Taehyung whimpered. Normally he’d be probably embarrassed at the sound he just made but right now he didn’t care. He just needed it so damn much and he knew that it drives Jungkook crazy so it could only help him.
“You like my dick that much? That you can’t go without it for few weeks?” the younger growled deeply again and started to drag his nose against the older’s cheek but not really touching it or kissing it and it was driving Taehyung crazy. Jungkook’s dominant side was slowly getting on the surface and the older could feel his excitement rise.
“Yes, I love your dick, please, Jungkook!” Taehyung shouted shamelessly. If there was anyone in the hallway next to the gym, they would definitely hear it and Jungkook could feel himself harden at the thought that anyone would know that Taehyung screams for him like this and he hasn’t even touched him yet.
“You think you deserve it, for acting like this? For interrupting me from the work out? I should leave you hanging,”
“No, please, Kookie, I need you. Please, fuck me,” the older whined desperately. He’d probably jump out of a window if Jungkook left him like this now, when he was so close to what he wanted.
“God, you drive me crazy,” the maknae groaned and finally attached his lips to the other’s in a rough kiss. Taehyung whimpered contently at the action and as soon as his lips parted, he felt a wet tongue slip into his mouth. Jungkook kissed him like a mad man, his own frustration catching up on him.
They were making out for few minutes, Taehyung was dragging his hands all over Jungkook’s body, tracing his hands over the hard muscles on his back and stomach. Even though he hated the lack of attention from Jungkook because of the working out, he really liked the results it was bringing. He’s always been pretty muscular, even when they started dating years ago but right now, the maknae was on his peak and it was hot as fuck. Taehyung’s had always a soft spot for his muscles and strength so this was turning him on even more.
Jungkook was roughly gripping at Taehyung’s hips, hard enough to leave marks and the older moaned loudly into the kiss at the thought. He loved when their activities left evidence, even though they had to be careful not to leave marks on visible places, so it was mostly only for Taehyung to see. But sometimes the other members saw it as well and he felt so smug when they did.
The maknae glued his body to his lover, trapping him between himself and the work out machine and it was slowly driving the older crazy. He was whimpering quietly into the rough kisses and was squirming under Jungkook’s body. He could still feel the butt plug inside him, occasionally digging into his sweet spot and that was making everything even worse.
“Look at you, so desperate for me already,” Jungkook groaned as he buried his hand into Taehyung’s hair and jerked his head to the side roughly. The action earned him a lewd moan from the older because the pain was so nice and when the maknae licked a long stripe over his neck, his breath caught in his throat.
“Always desperate for you. Please, Jungkook,” Taehyung choked out as Jungkook was now licking and biting on the side of his neck hungrily.
“Fuck!” the older cried out when Jungkook sneaked his hand between their bodies and squeezed Taehyung’s impossibly hard cock through his pants.
“What do you want, baby?” Jungkook purred against his ear, biting down on the earlobe, as he was palming him through the pants. Taehyung rolled his eyes at the sensation and the sweet pet name, he absolutely loved when Jungkook called him like this.
“Fuck me! Please, Kookie, god!” the older whined desperately. The younger didn’t say anything, not letting him know if he will answer his prayers. But then he kissed him on the lips passionately again and pulled his hand from the other’s crotch. Taehyung whined at the loss but it turned into a long moan when he felt Jungkook’s big palms squeezing his ass cheeks and spreading them. He could feel the plug slipping out little bit so it didn’t massage his spot anymore but it didn’t matter because he was pretty sure that in few minutes he will get something much better than a plastic toy.
Jungkook suddenly ripped Taehyung’s shirt open and brought his head down to lick and bite on his chest. He was still kneading the older’s cheeks and when he circled his nipple with the tongue and took it in his mouth, Taehyung’s whole body shivered with pleasure.
Suddenly Taehyung opened his eyes that he didn’t even realized he closed, when he felt Jungkook’s hand sneak into his pants, making its way towards his entrance and he held his breath because he knew what the younger will discover in few seconds and he was waiting for his reaction.
“Shit, baby,” Jungkook groaned when his hand made a contact with the tip of the plug and looked at his boyfriend in disbelief: “Are you that fucking desperate to have something up your ass that you couldn’t wait for me? Did you finger yourself, huh? Do you even need me when you obviously take care of yourself?”
“No, Kookie, I need you!” Taehyung got out desperately, babbling: “Nothing is as good as your fingers and your cock, I was thinking about you the whole time, please.” Jungkook growled at that confession. The image of Taehyung fucking himself on his long fingers, squirming on the bed sheets, with Jungkook’s name on his lips was just so fucking hot.
The maknae attacked his lover’s lips again, pushing a tongue in his mouth desperately, licking at those wet warm walls. He was pretty sure that Taehyung will be a death of him one day. His hand was still buried in the older’s pants so he took a hold of the plug with two fingers, pulled it out little bit and then pushed it back in with a swift move.
“Oh god!” Taehyung choked on the younger’s tongue at the sensation. Jungkook showed no mercy and started to fuck the plug in and out in a quick pace, hitting the older’s prostate every time and Taehyung was already close to sobbing. As if it wasn’t enough, Jungkook started to grind his hips against the other’s so their clothed erections were rubbing together and Taehyung was almost gone.
“Please, Kookie, too much. Fuck me,” the older screamed out in a shaky voice. He could feel his orgasm approaching quickly, Jungkook could always make him come in matter of few minutes, no matter what he did but Taehyung just wanted to be filled with that gorgeous dick.
Luckily for him, Jungkook was at the verge of his own patience, so he was quick to move on. He quickly took off Taehyung’s pants and underwear, discarding them to the side. At this point the older was fully naked, only his unbuttoned shirt still on and it didn’t look like Jungkook was planning to take it off. The younger was shirtless this whole time but he still had his shorts on and Taehyung wished they were gone as soon as possible.
Jungkook took a hold of the plug again and as he was kissing and biting on Taehyung’s neck, he started fucking him with it again. There were tears forming in the older’s eyes, partly due to the beautiful sensation and partly due to the frustration because when the fuck was Jungkook finally going to fuck him? He was screaming in pleasure and he was gripping tightly at Jungkook’s muscular back, digging his nails into the flesh. He was pretty sure he will leave scratches but that thought was turning him on even more. The muscles of the younger were flexing under his hands and he was rolling his eyes back at that because as he discovered a long time ago, he had kind of a strength kink.
“Please, Jungkook, fuck me against the wall!” Taehyung moaned out shamelessly as soon as the idea hit him. He knew the maknae was perfectly capable of doing so, it wouldn’t be their first time and it was one of Taehyung’s the most favourite things.
“Shit, okay, baby,” Jungkook breathed out in a rough voice, Taehyung’s words driving him impossibly crazy. He stopped his movements with the plug and pulled it out completely. The older whined at the loss but he knew that in few minutes he was going to be filled with something so much better so he wasn’t complaining.
“You think you can take me without preparation?” the maknae bit on Taehyung’s neck and experimentally pushed two fingers into the tight hole. He knew the older didn’t need much preparation, he knew that he liked being split open by his cock, so often they didn’t even get past two fingers but he still made sure and asked every time.
“I’m ready, just fucking please, fuck me!” the older whined in frustration. He fucked himself on three fingers and wore a butt plug for an hour, he was more than ready.
“Okay, baby, I’ve got you,” Jungkook looked at him with soft eyes and leaned down to kiss him. This time, the kiss was slow and deep and loving, it was completely different than the previous kisses, but so, so much better.
Then the younger gripped the back of Taehyung’s thighs and lifted him up. The older immediately clung to him like a koala and in few seconds his back was slammed roughly against the nearest wall. Jungkook wrapped one of his hands around his waist to support him and the older wrapped his legs around his waist. The maknae took of his shorts and underwear with his free hand in one swift move, bringing it above his knees. Then he positioned himself against Taehyung’s entrance and slowly pushed in.
Taehyung moaned lewdly at the feeling, finally being filled like he wanted. When Jungkook fully bottomed, he gripped the other’s thighs again so Taehyung’s calves were hanging on his sides and pushed in and out slowly few times.
When he saw that Taehyung was well stretched, he didn’t waste any time and started slamming his hips in a fast pace.
“Fuck, Kookie, yes, so good!” the older screamed out in pleasure and relief, after so many weeks he was finally getting it just the way he loved. Jungkook leaned in and kissed his lips roughly, never slowing down his movements. He could feels his arms flexing with the effort of holding Taehyung up but he was feeling so good right now and it was so damn hot that he forgot about any discomfort.
Taehyung’s leaking cock was brushing against Jungkook’s hard abs and that, along with the sensation of the rough fucking was driving him to the edge quickly. He knew that he won’t last long but he knew that Jungkook will be close in no time too so it didn’t matter.
If someone came down, they could easily see them through the glass door and even though Jungkook’s rational side knew that it would be bad, his animalistic side, the one that was currently fucking into Taehyung’s tight heat, groaned at the thought. Anyone could see how good he fucks his boyfriend, how the other screams out his name and that thought was driving him crazy, giving him even bigger motivation to slam his hips.
Taehyung’s head was occasionally banging against the wall but he didn’t care. He let out a long broken scream when Jungkook’s hard member finally hit his prostate and he threw his head back. The maknae used this opportunity to bite and lick on his neck and Taehyung was seeing white.
He felt the familiar heat building up in his stomach with every hit on the prostate and every stroke of his cock against those sinful abs. He knew Jungkook was close too, when the movements of his hips became sloppy but he gathered all his energy to fuck in and out quickly to bring them both over the edge.
“Fuck, Kookie, I’m coming!” Taehyung choked out and as soon as the words came out of his mouth, his insides exploded and he was shaking violently, as he was painting Jungkook’s abs with the warm white liquid.
“Shit, Tae. Fuck!” the maknae growled deeply in the back of his throat when he felt Taehyung squeeze around him and all it took for him was one look at the older’s fucked out expression and he was coming hard inside him.
They were both panting for few minutes, catching their breaths. Jungkook was still holding the other against the wall and he leaned in to connect their lips in a lazy and sloppy kiss. After few minutes, Jungkook finally pulled out and Taehyung felt his hot seed leaking out of his ass and moaned into Jungkook’s mouth at the sensation. He fucking loved this.
The next day on the dance practice, Jungkook was changing his sweaty t-shirt, standing with the back to the rest of the group.
“I can see you finally got what you wanted, you dirty motherfucker,” Yoongi snorted, looking at Taehyung with amused expression when he noticed long scratched painting Jungkook’s back.
“Fucking finally, at least he will stop whining now. When he doesn’t get the jungcock for a while, he’s such a baby,” Jimin rolled his eyes.
“Hey!” his best friend hit him lightly to the arm but he was grinning widely because he was in a great mood after yesterday’s night.
“Those were really long three weeks, but it was fucking worth it,” Taehyung spoke up after few seconds of silence with a smug look on his face. Yoongi snorted, Hoseok got up with a quiet ‘ew’ and Jimin hit his friend playfully back.
Yeah, Taehyung hated when they had tight schedules because they didn’t have time for each other with Jungkook, but when they finally got together after such a long time, it was always so worth it.