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"Can I stay with you?" asked Jungkook, invading Taehyung’s room without even waiting for permission. "I have nothing to do."
"Wow, I’m flattered" he raised his eyes from the cell phone screen and made a grimace when Yeontan just jumped out of his lap and ran his tail wagging towards Jeon. Traitor.
"Hi, puppy. Missed me?"
Taehyung just leaned against the pillow on his back, returning to look at his cell phone, but with attention to the movements of the man’s big hands on Tannie’s little body. Taehyung never wanted to be a dog so much. He didn’t deny that he would even bark if Jungkook asked nicely. He smiled with his thoughts and looked at the two of them playing on the floor.
"Sometimes I think Yeontan likes you more than me."
"I'm sure about that."
"Ha" he blocked the cell phone screen and sighed, looking at the ceiling.
"In fact, Tannie likes anyone more than you. Admit you’re insufferable. Isn’t that right, baby?" asked the boy to the little hairy ball, which came even closer to his hands and shook its fluffy tail in joy.
"What do you want here? Can’t you see that you are intruding on an intimate father-son moment? We were having a conversation."
Jungkook moved away from Yeontan ㅡ poor boy ㅡ and approached the bed where Taehyung was lying and from where he did not intend to leave even so soon. He sat on the edge, pulling his own cell phone out of his pocket, throwing it on top of the fluffy white quilt.
"I can’t visit friends anymore?"
"You're bored, right?"
"Yeah. But I really wanted to stay with you for a while. It was either that or annoy Yoongi."
"He would love it."
"I did it last week. Two weeks in a row is to ask to die" said the boy, smiling and showing his teeth that brought him the affectionate nickname of bunny.
Taehyung found a very interesting view when Jungkook ran his fingers through his hair, before scratching the back of his head and grabbing the phone in his hands. He thought maybe he could take advantage of the situation and play whith him. He hadn’t hit on Jungkook for a long time, not even as a joke, and missed seeing him smile embarrassed and blush. It was no secret to anyone that Kim Taehyung had a huge crush on the younger boy and made no point of hiding it.
The boys themselves knew about his bisexuality and even enjoyed it when Taehyung would drop some bad pickup-lines on some of them. It can be said that the only one of them in which he really struggled to search for great pickup-lines to use was the one in front of him now.
"I make a bet" he said, making room for Yeontan who sudenlly jumped in bed.
"Nah. Yoongi must be sleeping."
"I make a bet, Jeon" he smiled, waiting for the phrase to take effect on the maknae. Jungkook sighed and looked at him convinced, rolling his eyes soon after. He pulled his bare feet up on the bed and turned even more towards him, planning to listen carefully to what the other had to say.
"I'm listening."
"You call hyung and we both try to guess what he will say as soon as he answers."
"This is impossible."
"Are you already afraid of losing?" asked Taehyung, knowing exactly what would bring out the more competitive side of the other man.
"If I win you post the ugliest photo you have in the gallery on Weverse. It won't be hard to find one."
"Can I delete it later?"
"Of course not. Otherwise this wouldn't be funny."
"Okay" he lifted his body, straightening his spine as he sat down and crossed his heels.
"What if you win? Which we know is not going to happen, of course."
"Since you are so sure, I will bet everything. If I win ..." he slowly approached the boy, smiling sideways, "... you give me a peck.
"Don't go there, Taehyung" said the youngest, blushing and raising an eyebrow in warning.
"Are you really so sure you're going to lose?"
"I'm only taking into account the statistics. My chances are pretty high, about fifty percent. But yours are the same, about fifty percent too. Fifty percent is a good chance of losing."
"You are not taking into account margin of error and standard deviation."
"And you are not taking into account my lack of interest"
"Oh. That hurt, you shit" grunted the older one, kicking Jungkook's legs weakly with his foot. "Okay, I won't bet anymore."
"Don't be a grouch, Taetae."
"I just wanted a kiss. A little peck, Jeon" he raised his middle finger, exemplifying the number he had just quoted, with a pout forming in his mouth as he spoke.
Jungkook stroked Yeontan, who at that moment was already in his fourteenth layer of sleep and laid his body on the elder's cozy bed, crossing his hands behind his head. Taehyung felt sulky as he watched his Adam's apple go up and down when the boy swallowed his saliva and looked away at his puppy when Jungkook directed his bright eyes at him.
"What do you think Yoongi-hyung will say?"
"It makes no difference. I'm not going to play anymore." he shrugged.
"Tae, if I asked, it's because I want to play."
"My bet, my terms." He raised an eyebrow at the man slumped on his mattress, tilting his head slightly to the side.
"You are so stupid. I accept, you idiot."
"You're kidding"
"I'm not."
"For real?"
"I think he will answer with 'what do you want, boy?'" he said, accurately imitating Yoongi's voice.
"Jungkook, are you serious?" Taehyung asked, unable to believe what he heard.
"Will you give up?" The youngest supported his head in one hand and smiled smugly.
"I think it's better for you to kiss me when you lose, Jeon."
"Search for the photo right away. It will be the most liked of Weverse."
"I think hyung will answer with "I'm gaming" or something like that" he gestured with his hand, brushing aside a hair that had entered his eye.
"No 'someting like that', either it is or it isn't. And Yoongi does not play games this hour."
"Like us, he has nothing to do" explained Taehyung.
"'I'm gaming' is your last word?
"Call him."
Jungkook smiled, apparently excited, and Taehyung felt excited, approaching the youngest, now also sitting with his legs crossed over each other and his cell phone in hand. The long fingers sought the contact of the second oldest in the group and the boy looked at Kim with eyes shining with malice, before pressing the call button.
The phone rang. But it kept ringing until the call went to voicemail.
"He's so annoying" said Taehyung, not believing that he would miss the chance to kiss the most beautiful mouth he has ever known. Well... the second most beautiful, after his own, of course.
"I'll try again."
Once again Jungkook pressed the button that made the call and the usual sound of an ongoing call came over the room. One ring. Two rings. Three rings. The call was answered and the two boys looked at each other expectantly.
" ... " a hiss was heard before finally a familiar voice said something. "*I'm gaming, what do you want?*"
Taehyung pointed a finger at Jungkook, rising quickly from the bed and covering his mouth as he held back a laugh. Jungkook just shook his head, also grinning and closing his eyes.
"I called accidentally, hyung. My bad."
Yoongi hung up and Taehyung finally burst out laughing.
"Today, my boy, you'll discover yourself."
"He said the two sentences together" said the youngest, shaking his head once more and tossing his cell phone on the bed.
"But is the first that matters. Don't even try to escape your responsibility."
"It was all one sentence, Taehyung, nobody won. Accept that."
"You don't know how to lose, Jungkook" he said, stamping his foot and crossing his arms.
"You know what, I double your bet. Let's call Hoseok."
"If you lose it will be your tongue in mine and there is no going back."
Jungkook paused for a moment and seemed to think hard before running his fingers over his chin and resting an arm on one of the now raised knees.
"And you cut your hair."
"I don't have permission, you know."
"It's either this or nothing, hyung."
"But my hair looks so good, I like this cut."
"Then we end here."
"Okay!" said the eldest quickly, climbing back onto the bed, now sitting back on his heels. "Hobi-hyung is simpler. I think he'll just say 'hey'."
"I vote for 'what's up'. He said this several times before."
"Speaking like that, i almost believed you actually call someone. But come on, do it."
Jungkook sighed and opened the contact list again, quickly finding the man's number and pressing the call button. Unlike Yoongi, Hoseok answered on the first ring.
"*Hey, Koo*" said the man and Taehyung never loved Hoseok as much as at that time.
Jungkook bit his lower lip and hit his fist on the bed coverlet, muttering a curse while Taehyung took the cell phone from his hands.
"Hobi-hyung, I love you." he said to the cell phone.
"*Taehyung*?"
"You are awesome. I'll talk to you later" he said excitedly, before turning off the device and doing a mini victory dance. Jungkook just rolled his eyes and laid his body on the bed with all his strength. The movement woke Tannie who, upset, got down from where he was and hurried through the door, disappearing into the corridor.
Taehyung locked the door and turned to the other, a victory smile opening on his face. He approached the bed slowly, putting his more seductive face and calling the younger man with his index finger.
"Come here, baby. It's time to fall in love with Taetae."
"Refer to yourself in third person again and I swear I will take the first sharp object you have around here and stick it in my own neck."
Taehyung smiled even more and put one knee on the bed, bending his body in the direction of the youngest, who rolled his eyes and lifted his torso until he sat facing the winner of the bet. Jeon moved his head to the side, the black strands following the movement, no longer covering his eyes.
"Let's do it fast" said Jungkook.
"Ah, but fast is not funny, don't you think?" He lifted his hand, touching the boy's black hair and running his fingers through the smooth strands.
Taehyung has always marveled at Jungkook. The maknae's eyes were fixed on his, not backing down, and even though he'd lost the bet, nothing took away his confident and relaxed posture. One of the only moments when Taehyung could see the boy a little less tough was on stage, around the gigantic family of fans, with tears streaming down his face. Or the sad day Hoseok threatened to leave Bangtan. That day Jeon Jungkook cried like a baby in Jimin's arms before getting up and going after Hobi again, pointing his finger at the older man's face and saying in a loud and sobbing tone the reasons why the man should stay. Apparently it worked.
Taehyung stared at the boy's face in front of him, his index finger sliding down his cheek to touch his lower lip, and let out a heavy sigh.
"You don't have to do that" he said, walking away and heading for the open bathroom door.
"What?" asked the youngest one, coming after him with a confused face, which Tae was able to see through the mirror in the room.
"Yeah, you don't have to. I think you're hot and I really want to prove you all, but I'm not a pervert who forces little boys to do perverted things.
"You're just a year older than me, I'm not a little boy."
"Really, was that part you paid attention to?" He shook his head and pulled out a bottle of lemon moisturizer he'd gotten from Joonie last month, removing the cap and squeezing some of the cream in his hands. The slightly cold weather left them dry.
"I lost the bet, Taehyung. I knew what I was getting into, don't treat me like a child."
"The thing is, Jungkook" he turned his face to the youngest, who was watching him with his arms crossed and his face closed in a grimace of indignation. "The day you kiss me, I want it to be because you want to, and not because of a silly bet. Understood?"
He dropped the bottle of moisturizer on the sink and touched his hip to it, imitating the maknae's crossed arms. He saw when Jungkook bit the inside of his cheek, which he did constantly when he found himself at an impasse or when he needed to make a decision. The boy brought his hand up to his hair once more, brushing the black strands back, looking up at the ceiling and letting out an exasperated sigh. As soon as his eyes went down to Taehyung, the older man trembled with the appraising look that Jungkook offered him, head to head, before quickly tipping his head to the side — another one of his habits — and walking towards him .
"No, no, no, "said Tae, raising his hands when the youngest has closed the distance between the two bodies once and for all. His hands ended up stopping on his very inviting chest. Damn, he doesn't make it easy. 'What do you think you are doing?"
"Kissing you," he said softly, before placing a hand on either side of the older man's waist, holding it in the sink. "Because I want to."
Taehyung thought about protesting again, but the whispered and hoarse voice in his ear saying everything he always wanted to hear was too much even for his own rationality. He lifted his hands to Jeon's face at the same time the boy sealed his lips with his and he could finally feel the sensation of kissing him. It didn't took long to open his mouth and allow his tongue to get to know Jungkook's taste, which at that moment was very reminiscent of apple. It was one of his favorite fruits so Taehyung was not surprised that he had eaten one before coming to his room.
Jungkook tangled his tongue in his, while pulling him closer with one hand, now held possessively at the base of his spine. Jungkook was a fucking hottie and he knew it. But Taehyung would not be underneath, so he pushed the two bodies in a small walk in the middle of the kiss, until Jeon's back touched the wall and the older one had pinned him against his body. Because they were practically the same height, it was not complicated to kiss the boy and Taehyung made a sound of satisfaction in his throat when the hand that was on his spine slid up to his ass, squeezing the flesh in a little bit.
Because of the lack of air, he was forced to peel off the lips of the maknae, but he descended chaste kisses and light hickeys down his jaw and neck. Jungkook smelled so good that Taehyung wanted to hit the boy for his audacity to tease and excite him with no intention and with minimal things.
"That wasn’t in the bet, hyung" said Jungkook, but still pulling the older one towards him.
"I thought you left the bet aside" he murmured, his lips still pressed to the boy's skin.
"But I did" he turned the two bodies over again, now holding Taehyung against him, before placing a hand next to the elder's face on the wall. "To a certain extent."
Taehyung felt his insides turn when Jungkook bit his lower lip slowly and with a little more pressure than he should have, removing a groan of pain from the hyung, who hit his chest and held his own lip when the youngest smiled softly and walked away, walking around the room and throwing himself back on the bed, as if he hadn't left Taehyung with a boner, frustrated and with a sore lip.
"It hurts, you idiot," he mumbled, looking at his reflection in the mirror to see if he had cut the area, even though the pain was already disappearing.
"I didn't bite to hurt, nor is there any use in pretending."
Taehyung turned towards him and marched indignantly to the bed, pointing his index finger at a smug Jungkook with a raised eyebrow.
"You are not going to leave me like this. I want to make another bet."
"We've already placed too many bets," said Jungkook, closing his eyes as he snuggled closer to Tae's clean white bedspread.
"I bet my naked body."
"I don't want your naked body."
"Your dick points in another direction" Taehyung mocked and Jungkook opened his eyes, lowering his head to his own erection, shrugging.
"Dicks are not very reliable, hyung."
"You're telling me…" He slowly approached the youngest, rising to his knees on the bed and crawling towards him. " ... that kissing me didn't affect you at all, Jeon? Would you lie to me in front of my salad?
"I'm not lying, I'm being realistic " he turned his face to his and Taehyung clicked his tongue in denial.
"I bet you can't keep your hands off my body for five minutes if I kiss your hot little mouth again."
"What do I get?"
Taehyung thought long and hard before releasing the phrase he never thought he would say.
"I'll give you the Harley."
"Shut up."
"For real. " The older man smiled, imitating the phrase that the maknae had spoken a few minutes before.
A couple of months ago Taehyung bought a Harley-Davidson for his collection of antique and classic objects. He didn't intend to go around with it, but as soon as Jungkook set eyes on the motorcycle he started begging at least once a day to take a walk with the beauty. He was willing to give up the motorcycle for a night with Jungkook, although he knew that if he lost, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
"Will she be mine forever?"
"Forever," whispered the eldest at the ear of the maknae, "But if you lose, Jeon Jungkook, I want a lot more than a kiss. It won't just be my naked body at stake. This time it will be yours."
Jungkook brought the two faces even closer together and with his lips almost glued to Taehyung's said:
"Bring it on."
The eldest turned quickly, snatching his cell phone from the bed and unlocking the screen, looking for the timer among the options. He set the alarm time to five minutes and looked with a raised eyebrow at Jeon, who returned a positive nod. Taehyung pressed the button and the timer started counting down the minutes, and it wasn't long before the older man had his lips glued to the maknae's mouth again.
Taehyung sat on his lap and took the opportunity to run his hands over Jungkook's strong, shapely body, running his fingers up his skin inside his shirt. He sucked his lips greedily, nibbling and memorizing the taste of his mouth, while the boy just returned his kiss with all his fervor, still not touching him. Taehyung was not a saint, and he adjusted himself a little further on Jungkook's lap, feeling his cock brush against his ass. He fidgeted a little and watched as the youngest held the quilt on the bed to prevent the urge to touch him. Poor Jeon, he doesn't know who he's playing with.
His fingers went up the boy's arms, nails brushing his skin, until they slid down his neck and hair. Taehyung lowered his lips to the youngest's chin, depositing a bite and running his tongue in the same place. Two minutes had passed and Jungkook had not relented. The older man shifted further in his lap and smiled wickedly when he heard a slight gasp escape the target's throat from his full attention.
"You're cheating, Taehyung."
"Shh" he kissed her jaw, his movements growing more provocative. "Don't talk nonsense, I know you want to touch me."
"Your time is running out" said the boy, letting out an almost imperceptible moan when Taehyung bit the space between his neck and shoulder a little harder.
The hyung looked at the timer and bit his bottom lip. He needed to make Jungkook lose control completely. What a fucking competitive boy.
Tae pushed the body of the youngest so that he lay his back on the mattress and offered him a kiss that was a little wet, but quick, before lifting his torso and starting a nice back and forth with his hips. He almost smiled victoriously when Jungkook frowned and raised a hand, his fingers barely touching the older man's waist in his lap.
"Come on, baby. Take me for you" Tae said, spreading his palms on Jungkook's chest as a way of supporting him to keep moving.
"Fuck you," cursed the maknae, his fingers gripping the bedcover even tighter.
"I intend to fuck you," he brought his face close to the boy's contorted face of pleasure and licked his cheek. "It's different."
Although Taehyung tried to appear confident and maintain his posture, he knew that Jungkook could take it and maybe even win the bet. Even though his possessive and very competitive side had diminished over the years by living with the boys, the golden boy did not accept losing so easily. And Tae already felt his own excitement take over his movements, which were increasingly reckless and unthought.
He couldn't stop imagining Jungkook above him, behind him and preferably inside him. The boy might seem innocent at times, but Taehyung had no doubt that Jungkook was good in bed.
"Why do you have to be so hot?" whispered the eldest, a low moan escaping his lips as he felt the hard member beneath him.
Jungkook just lifted his hips a little towards him, at the same time that Tae moved his ass a little back, which caused a pleasant friction between the two bodies. The older man looked at the timer and knew he was about to lose his bet and prepared himself psychologically to say goodbye to his beautiful Harley and to have a little sad handjob in the bathroom later.
What he didn't expect was Jungkook's reaction to hearing the chronometer alarm go off. The boy's hands automatically went to Taehyung's thin waist and without any effort he rolled them both on the bed, positioning himself over the hyung.
"I want that Harley in my garage tomorrow," said the youngest, breathless. "That's it, or see you keep quiet while I have my turn to play."
Jungkook pushed the two bodies up slightly and Taehyung brought his hands up to the boy's back, who tucked his hips between his spread legs.
"Are you offering me the Harley back?" he asked as he made room for the younger boy's lips on his neck.
"Five minutes without a moan, Taehyung" Jungkook's fingers tightened on his chin and he held his gaze with his amber eyes. "Not a sound. Let's see who resists whom here."
"You're going to have a hard time ahead, boy." he said, grabbing Jeon's waist with his thighs and crossing his ankles.
Jungkook snorted in response and opened a breathtaking smile, before taking out his cell phone and restarting the timer, not even seeking the elder's permission. What a loose boy.
The timer started and Jungkook sealed their mouths in a rough and quick kiss, not the least bit gentle. Taehyung pulled the younger man's body even closer to him and sighed with the kiss. It was so good, so wild, so ... both of them.
"Take off your shirt" Jungkook asked, leaving his lips just to drop the order.
"Your turn to play, Jeon, if you want to see me shirtless, y... hey!" he let out a shrill little scream as Jungkook simply tore his shirt into two pieces of cloth like he was tearing paper. "What's your fucking problem?"
The boy just smiled and raised an eyebrow at him, his arms wrapping around Taehyung's waist and pulling him tighter towards him, as he pulled his own feet up, almost reaching to sit on his heels. The move left Tae almost sitting on his lap, but his back was still on the mattress. Jungkook dropped his mouth across his chest, his tongue escaping and leaving a trail of saliva on his skin, only to do something that Taehyung could never imagine; which left him feeling like a 24-year-old virgin and turned out to be the bane of his sanity: Jungkook sucked on one of his nipples, leaving him sensitive and stiff.
"Ah!" He threaded his fingers into the curly tangle of Jungkook's hair and tugged the strands willingly, lifting himself even higher for the soft, wet touch of his tongue. "You son of a bitch" gasped Taehyung, feeling like an idiot for losing so easily to the maknae.
"Apparently you can't even hold on for two minutes with me, huh?"
"That was a dirty game, you caught me off guard. Fuck it, I didn't even wanted the Harley..." he said sulkily, but still snuggled up in the boy's warm body on top of his.
"So this is your weakness, my angel?" asked the youngest, bending down again to suck on the other nipple, occasionally brushing his teeth lightly before pulling away.
"The bet is over, get out of here" he hit Jungkook's arm and he just stood up, pulling Taehyung until he was finally sitting on his lap. "Or are you going to tell me that it wasn't all about the bet?"
Taehyung placed a kiss on the corner of Jeon's mouth, who looked down at his collarbone, chest and now exposed belly due to his little show a minute ago. The younger boy's hands slid down his thighs, digging his fingers into the flesh, softening and squeezing.
"A bet wouldn't make me go that far, Tae. I am not so competitive as to lose scruples."
"Is that you admitting you wanted to take me?"
"That's me admitting that I want to and I'm going to take you." he emphasized.
Taehyung has never felt so excited and so provocative in his life. The way his relationship dynamics with Jungkook brought them here, the way the two understood each other so well and fit together so perfectly, was absurd. Thinking about the fact that he would possibly have sex with the source of his most erotic desires that night brought a strange feeling to his stomach.
Finally, he just dropped a kiss on the tip of Jungkook's nose, before collapsing his back on the mattress, bringing the boy's body with him. But before the youngest could do anything, he shifted them, finding himself on top again. His fingers closed on the maknae's cheek, squeezing until his lips formed a pout.
"Take off your shirt. Like a normal person this time."
Jungkook patted his hand, pushing his fingers away from his face, but he did as ordered, discarding his shirt somewhere on the bedroom floor. Taehyung took the opportunity to remove the pieces of cloth from his own body, still not believing that Jungkook had the audacity to rip his shirt. It was beautiful, it had a nice print.
His thoughts returned to being sinful as he saw the boy's bare torso in his bed. God, he had seen Jeon shirtless so many times that he should have gotten sick of what he saw, but Tae didn't get tired of looking at him. His belly rose and fell with his breath, his defined abdomen appearing in all it glory. He ran his fingers gently over the younger boy's now slightly sweaty skin and moved his hips away, finally touching what he wanted to touch.
Jungkook moaned as his fingers closed around his length, over his pants, in a firm and precise grip.
"Look what I found, little Kookie" he said smiling, while moving his hand in a slow back and forth.
"The only small thing in here is your notion, Taehyung."
The older one laughed and didn't take long to reach into Jungkook's sweatpants and underwear, feeling the heat of his member so hard that it almost pulsed in his hands. Well, Taehyung couldn't deny that Jungkook didn't match words in the nickname at all. His cock was thick and of considerable size between Tae fingers. But the eldest did not want to be messing around anymore. He'd been accumulating this lust for the boy for a long time, and for that reason he pulled his cock out of the shelter of his pants and underwear, stepping further away from the gap between his legs to get to bend over him.
Tae rubbed his thumb over the pink glans and it was slightly wet with the pre-cum, squeezing the flesh even more in his fingers and eliciting a hoarse moan from the younger one. He even thought about teasing him a little bit more, but he didn't want to play games, so he just stuck out his tongue — not without first taking a good look at the younger boy's flushed face — and licked the length of his dick very slowly, enjoying every second. Damn, it felt so good.
The hairs on his own neck stood up when the youngest let out a very loud moan and Tae mentally thanked Jungkook for not being the type to control his reactions. He was simply in love with male moans and Jungkook's in particular only existed to make him even more out of control. Finally, he descended his mouth along the entire length of the youngest's penis, holding his breath and allowing his tongue to circle the skin, experiencing and exploring.
"Holy shit, Tae."
The youngest's speech only served as an incentive and Taehyung sucked him willingly, not caring when Jungkook's hands ruffled his hair, pulling them to have his cock even deeper in the hyung's throat. He pulled his mouth away, now stimulating the younger man's stiff cock with his hand and offered it to his eyes.
"You are much more attractive when you're moaning than when you're around, stressing me out" said Taehyung, his tongue escaping and licking the boy's cock in his hand.
"Funny, I was going to say the same thing about you. My dick in your mouth is a work of art, you are so quiet."
"You're an insolent sometimes," said the eldest, distributing kisses along Jungkook's thick thigh, up his groin.
"Enough talk."
Taehyung was about to put the maknae's penis back in his mouth when Jungkook lifted his torso, leaving him confused. Imagining that maybe Jeon wanted to change his position a little, Taehyung didn't bother to let go of the boy's dick, who smiled softly when he carefully removed his fingers from himself.
"I'm not done yet" Tae said.
"Yeah, but I want to start."
Jungkook pushed the hyung onto the bed and pulled his body by the thighs, to prevent Taehyung from falling off the bed. Even though he had room for his body, the older man's head fell loose off the mattress.
"What are you doing?"
"You talk too much." This time it was he who held the obviously-in-need dick of Taehyung in hands and automatically the older one stopped fighting.
Jeon could do whatever he wanted with him, as long as he kept touching him.
"It looks more like a cat-and-mouse fight than a fuck" he said, through the gasps he let out with the pleasure that Jungkook's skillful movement gave him.
"You certainly remind me of a little mouse, baby. All perky and squirming beneath me."
"Huge presumption to think you're the cat of the story" he said, but he really fidgeted, trying to get rid of his own pants.
Jungkook helped him, pulling both tissues that covered his penis and finally leaving Taehyung the way the oldest wanted to be from the beginning: with the body naked. As soon as the boy's fingers returned to the point of pleasure, Tae groaned, wrapping his foot around the younger boy's ankle.
It was Jungkook's turn to leave kisses, hickeys and bites all over his torso, while he masturbated the eldest with much fervor. When he felt his lips on the inside of his thigh, Taehyung forced his head up, trying to see the exact moment when Jungkook sucked his dick, in a highly professional way.
"Where did you learn that from?" he asked quietly, his voice broken, his head falling off the bed once more.
Jungkook didn't answer his question, just kept working with his hand and tongue on his cock, now so hard that Taehyung could have sworn he would explode. The way the boy's tongue passed along its length, leaving him wet and even more excited, made Tae roll his dark eyes, his hands seeking any support on the youngest body and finding his arms and hands, where Taehyung ran his short nails.
"You're going to kill me," moaned the older man, feeling his body squirm with pleasure.
"Where are your condoms?" asked the youngest, looking at the hyung, with his penis covered by his saliva in one of his hands.
"Huh?"
"Condoms."
"There, in the drawer."
"Which drawer?"
"The last drawer."
The bodies came apart when Jungkook moved away to go towards the small dresser beside the bed. Taehyung lifted his body just to get his head on the mattress, but quickly returned to the lying position, running his hand through his hair, removing some insistent strands from his eyes.
He watched as the maknae found a condom and tore the package, sitting on his heels just to unwrap the product around his cock. Tae bit his lip. He always dreamed of that moment, but he never believed it would be possible, because even though Jungkook wanted him back, the eldest did not want to be responsible for perhaps ruining a friendship of years. But the moment he felt the boy's hands on his body, the only thing he could think of was what he could do to keep him from moving away.
"I wish you were able to see the look you're giving me," said Jungkook, crawling back to Tae and placing his hands on his knees, separating them.
"What look?" asked the older one, biting his lip when Jungkook sucked one of his fingers and positioned it in the small hole between the cheeks of his ass.
"As if you're begging for me" he pushed his finger in slightly and Tae sighed, trying to relax his muscles and allow the invasion into his body.
"In your dreams, perhaps."
"You are a terrible liar, my angel" his finger entered a little more, while one of his hands lightly caressed the older man's thigh.
"And what is the reason for you to assume so early that it would be your dick in my ass and not the other way around?" he asked, raising an eyebrow when Jungkook smiled.
"If you really wanted to fuck me, you would have done it a long time ago."
"And would you let me?" he fidgeted when his finger started to move slowly, exploring, getting him ready for something much bigger.
"Maybe. Maybe not." Jungkook bit the bottom of Taehyung's bent knee. "It depends."
"Hm..."moaned the older one, closing his eyes and extending one of his hands to touch Jungkook's matted hair. "Fuck me alredy."
"In hurry, aren't we?"
"I don't want to take the risk of waking up with Yeontan licking my face and realizing that I was having an erotic dream again, not without even feeling you inside me, so hurry up."
"Has this ever happened?" asked Jungkook, with an soft laugh when he removed his finger from inside Taehyung and held his own cock, positioning it in the space between the older man's ass.
"More than you think."
"What a naughty boy..." said Jungkook, finally pushing himself into the older man, slowly.
"Fuck, yes..."Taehyung moaned, feeling a wave of pleasure pass through his whole body as his hole was increasingly stretched by Jungkook's cock, a slight discomfort — which the older one had already learned to deal with — transforming in another pleasant stimulus.
"Relax for me, my angel ..."whispered the boy, staring at his own dick disappearing inside the hyung.
"I'm trying."
Taehyung wrapped his arms around the younger boy's waist when he leaned over, gluing their bodies together. One of Tae's hands slipped down to the boy's tight ass, squeezing as he pulled him deeper. His legs gripped his waist and Jungkook let out a low moan in his ear, biting his earlobe.
Both were already so excited that it didn't take long for the movements to accelerate a little more, the careful side of Jungkook being put in the background and his rough side coming up. The boy's arms went both to the sides of Taehyung's face, his hands gripping the end of the bed so he could use it as a base for his increasingly strong impulses.
"Fuck, baby" Jungkook moaned, before urgently seeking Taehyung's lips. The eldest just offered them without resistance, letting out more and more moans through the fiery kiss. It felt so good, Taehyung didn't ...
"Tae?"
Both boys stopped moving when they heard Jimin's thin, low voice on the other side of the door. Jungkook looked at the older man with wide eyes and Taehyung felt his heart accelerate even more, almost jumping out of his mouth.
"Jimin?" asked Taehyung, making the silence signal to the youngest one above him. They didn't knew if the boy had heard anything.
"Can I come in? I want to talk to you."
The two blew out a breath together when they realized that fortunately they were not being as scandalous as they seemed to be. Quickly Taehyung turned the two of them on the bed, his body now on top of Jungkook, which only served to get his cock even deeper into his ass.
"Hm... I'm a little busy right now, Jiminie."
Jungkook held onto his waist and smirked with a mischievous look, lifting his hips so that his cock stirred inside the older one. Taehyung just leaned on his chest, returning the look and also moving again, now rolling a little more slowly in his lap. Jungkook frowned and opened his mouth, but Taehyung was faster and covered his lips with his hand.
"But it's quick, I swear I won't be take long," said the boy, his voice muffled behind the door.
"Jimin, now ... I really can't" he bit his lip, holding back the huge urge to moan when Jungkook's cock reached a more sensitive place inside him.
"Are you okay? Your voice is weird..."
"I'm fine. I swear once I'm free I'll call you, okay?" His hands went down Jungkook's neck and scratched his chest, when the boy grabbed his thighs more willingly. "Shit..." he moaned softly, still trying to control himself.
"Okay. But see if it doesn't delay, I need to tell you something urgent. And if you have any news about Jeon, let me know, okay? The matter is up to him too."
Taehyung threw his head back, his hands now moving to Jungkook's thighs, while he leaned on them to move his body up and down on the maknae. The boy's cock entered more and more easily and the only thing Taehyung felt now was pure pleasure. He looked at the younger one, who ran his hand up his chest and sought his face, holding it tightly between his fingers, squeezing until a slight discomfort came from the pressure of his cheeks on his teeth. Jeon pulled his gaze to his and Taehyung almost whimpered at the sight.
"Answer him" whispered Jungkook.
"Yes, Jiminie."
"Okay. I'll talk to you later, then."
Taehyung identified the noise of the steps moving away and could breathe easily, finally releasing a slightly louder groan. Jungkook grabbed his waist again, lifting his hips again to meet his movements. Taehyung thought he was going to die.
"Have you become an exhibitionist now, Jeon?"
"You who started wiggle on me as if your life depended on it. Don't come to blame me."
"Shut up" Taehyung threw his body over Jungkook's and kissed his mouth, biting his lower lip hard, returning the bite the younger one had given him before.
At one point, Jungkook just held the lower part of his thighs, keeping him standing in a position similar to doggy style, while storing himself inside the older one. His forehead stuck to the boy's cheek and Taehyung turned into a mess of moans and meaningless words.
"Jeon... don't stop" His fingers grabbed the sheets under the maknae and Tae kissed his neck, feeling the pleasure grow until he almost reached his limit. "I'm so close..."
Jungkook stuck his fingers in his hair and pulled his head up, his eyes clouded with pleasure invading his eldest. Without any warning, his other hand slapped right into the space between the end of Tae's ass and the beginning of his thigh. In response, Taehyung grabbed Jungkook's face, almost sticking both mouths together again.
"Hit me again, and I'll hit you back."
Jungkook just smiled and dared to slap him again, and for the last time, turn the bodies on the bed, positioning himself over the older one and storing deeper for the ease that the position provided.
"Go ahead."
Taehyung looked irritated, but the irritation did not last long when Jungkook grabbed his dick, squeezing it tightly. Taehyung knew he was close, so he just grabbed his waist with his legs and his neck with his arms, while allowing himself to be practically tortured by Jungkook's incessant movements.
"Your moan is so fucking hot, Tae."
"I'm gonna..." It was what the older man managed to answer, his eyes rolling and his body tensed completely in anticipation of orgasm.
"Cum with me, my angel" Jungkook whispered in his ear.
Jungkook moaned when he increased the speed of the movements of his hand and his hip, and Taehyung bit the boy's shoulder to keep from screaming when he reached the climax, his pleasure running between the two bodies stuck together.
"Shit, shit, shit," he whispered, his fingers sinking into the maknae's shoulders, which he thrust a few more times before he collapsed on top of himself. The boy buried his face in his neck, his breath hitching slightly, tickling his skin.
Taehyung allowed himself to take a deep breath, smelling body and sex odors, as well as a soft lemon scent coming from his hands next to his face. This is what he wanted with Jungkook. It was even a thousand times better than all the sinful dreams and thoughts he had ever had with the boy. And it was, without a doubt, the best sex of his life.
"If I knew it would be like this, I wouldn't have resisted so long."
"Fuck you, Jungkook. I've been hitting on you for years."
"Don't be like that" said Jungkook, sniffing his neck and lifting his face just to look at the older man and place a quick kiss on his lips, before lifting his body and withdrawing from inside Taehyung.
The hyung looked down and saw his own belly covered with his cum and moaned frustrated, without the slightest desire to get up to clean himself. Jungkook was also dirty and walked without saying a word in the direction of the bathroom. Taehyung closed his eyes and thanked the universe for the moment of bitching experienced that he would not forget for a long time.
He was so comfortable that he was slightly startled when he felt a wet fabric touch his belly, but then he smiled when he noticed that Jungkook - with his pants now in their original place - was doing the cleaning work for him.
"Thank you, Kookie."
Jungkook smiled and threw the cloth aside when he saw Taehyung's skin properly cleaned.
"I have to go before Chim suspects anything. Don't forget to talk to him or he will be pissed."
"Okay, okay. I'll talk with him." he sighed softly and finally sat on the bed, knowing that his hair must be a mess.
Jungkook went to the door and unlocked it, before turning to the older man with a smug smile on his beautiful face.
"You still owe me the Harley, Taehyung."
Shit, the Harley!
"Wait, Kookie, let's make another bet" he shouted, before he heard Jungkook's laughter get lost down the hall when he left his room.
Taehyung crossed his arms and a pout formed on his lips when he found himself alone and now without his Harley, but a smile opened on his face at the thought of everything that had just happened. Taehyung laid back on the bed, with a single thought probing his mind:
He would have sex with that boy again or he wasn't called Kim Taehyung.