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The room is quiet, filled with darkness and moonlight that falls into it through the cracked open window. The curtains sit heavily on its sides, showing the world bathing in the night and slowly drowning in it just to resurface when the sun comes up. Taehyung is sitting on the bed, his back resting on the pillows, leaning onto its headboard. The moonlight reflects in the silver earring dangling from his ear, dances in his curly hair and on his long fingers as he turns the page of the book he’s reading.
In moments like those, he stills almost completely, not having to act like he’s more alive than he should be, not even bothering to blink or move his chest as if breathing in, completely forgetting about it as his vampire nature doesn’t require him to do any of those. If not for the moving eyes, darting over the pages and fingers turning them, he could easily be called a statue made by Michael Angelo with his strong jaw, nicely curved eyebrows, beautiful eyes, smooth skin, and perfectly shaped lips. He looks to the side with a barely visible frown that shows up on his face as he hears a change of breathing in the only alive person in the room. His eyes slide over the silhouette of a man snuggled by his side, his bare legs, long dark hair scattered on the pillows, the little line in between his eyebrows as he frowns cutely, lips curved down, and the chest quickly rising and falling as he pants.
Quietly, Taehyung closes his book and places it carefully on the nightstand standing on the side of the bed, after all, the book is old and if it gets destroyed, he wouldn’t be able to get the exact copy again, especially not with the original autograph of the author with a dedication handwritten on the title page for him. Then, he turns back to the man sleeping beside him. He lets his fingers run through his hair, tucking in the loose ones from his forehead, back behind his ear, discovering even more of the man's face. The corner of his lips gently raises in a smile as the frown on his face gets a bit less intense, the line between his eyebrows almost gone.
Not being able to hold back, he traces it softly with the pad of his finger and smiles seeing it disappear. He notices the man's hands clasp on the end of his loose white shirt, his nostrils flaring up as he breathes in the scent and a soft smile blooming on his lips, exposing the beauty mark sitting under his bottom lip, like a chocolate chip. Intuitively, he circles the man's back and slips his fingers underneath the loose shirt, he traces shapes and letters on his skin with the most delicate touch and smiles when hearing a soft sigh of pleasure escaping the man's lips.
“You’re so cute, Jungkookie.” Taehyung whispers, his voice mixing with the wind being heard from the outside. Feeling Jungkook pull his bare leg over his, making a little jumble out of their limbs, and wrap his arms around his waist, pulling himself even closer to him, feeling his half-hard dick being pressed to his bare thigh, he smiles. He knows Jungkook hates wearing pants since he became a werewolf, so he doesn’t wear anything other than a loose shirt long enough to cover up what’s needed when they’re alone. Not that Taehyung would complain if he was walking completely naked. It’s cute and he got used to it enough that whenever going out, it feels weird to see Jungkook wearing pants even if he looks great in them. He himself never liked wearing them to sleep either, so it’s not that strange to him.
His right arm continues sliding over the warm skin on Jungkook's back, the curve of his hip and waist as the other one reaches back for the book sitting safely on the nightstand. Helping himself up with placing it on his left leg, he opens it, prepping it up on a bent knee, and continues reading, waiting for the werewolf to wake up, which judging by his experience, shouldn't take long. Just a few pages later, he hears soft muttering from the side and feels the grip on his shirt getting tighter, sealed with a slow roll of Jungkook's hips against his thigh, the erection pressing against and digging into his flesh. He turns his head to the side, his gaze falling onto Jungkook's face, still relaxed and peaceful... Still sleeping.
The corners of Taehyung's lips rise in a smirk as he understands what’s happening. It isn’t the first time Jungkook is masturbating in his sleep. He usually involuntarily does so to relieve the tension and nerves before an important event or… well, full moon, which for a werewolf is a very stressful time. Taehyung absolutely doesn’t mind it. In fact, he finds it damn hot to watch or feel as he gets used in the process as someone to hump on. Again, he puts the book gently onto the nightstand on his left side and looks back at Jungkook, his popped open lips, hands tightly wrapped around his waist and the hips thrusting against his thigh. Hell can swallow him whole if he has ever seen a man hotter or sweeter than the one sleeping by his side.
Taehyung breathes in, he doesn’t need it, but he likes doing it, the way he can smell so many things, the feeling of his lungs expanding and then shrinking back, the way the air runs through his body and makes him seem more alive. The scent of arousal is clearly there, hanging in the air over Jungkook and now, him as well. He can’t keep his eyes off of the werewolf's hips lazily rolling against his leg, feeling how hard his dick is, wanting to touch him, but holding back. The warmth of his body feels so good against his cold one, just like the hands slowly moving off from his waist, slipping under his shirt and wandering over his other thigh, hip, stomach with a satisfied hum that escapes Jungkook's lips.
They’ve talked about it before. Each time, Jungkook cannot remember what he was doing whenever he wakes up, being a bit embarrassed to talk about it. During the first few times, he has never even touched Taehyung, masturbating on his own, hand running over his dick, slowly, almost lazily till he came, covering himself in come. It was and still is hypnotizing to see and Jungkook doesn’t mind knowing that Taehyung watches him do it, his little exhibitionist side is indeed jumping inside of him, making flips out of excitement. Later, when he entered this state when cuddling, he started humping on Taehyung, towards which the older one also never had anything against. Jungkook never got past the invisible border of doing something else than just pleasing himself or letting his hands run over Taehyung's body like he does when he’s awake and the older one always welcomed it happily.
Today, he doesn’t want to interfere either even though he has permission from Jungkook to do so and have fun as well if he wishes. He smiles under his nose as he runs his fingers through Jungkook's long hair, tucking them in behind his ear to see his calm face better, so breathtakingly beautiful. His eyes slide over the curve of his hip that lazily thrusts into him, almost rolling them like he would when dancing. He can smell the pearls of sweat shaping up on Jungkook's forehead, the precome he’s smearing all over his thigh, and the sweet scent of arousal, his own also getting stronger. With a gentle turn of his head, he looks down at his own cock, hard and asking for attention, peeking from under his shirt all rolled-up thanks to Jungkook's arms that are again wrapped around his waist.
He knows Jungkook will wake up after he comes and how it usually ends for both of them, so he uses the last strains of his self-control and looks back at Jungkook, his lower lip trapped in between his teeth as he bites it, waiting. A silent whimper echoes in the room as Jungkook comes all over his groin, stomach, and the side of Taehyung's thigh, still lazily rolling his hips against it through his orgasm, smearing the come all over his legs as well. Then everything stills, just Jungkook's uneven breathing sounding in the room together with his fluttering heart, both slowly calming down. Taehyung runs his hand through the werewolf’s hair, whispering what a good boy he is. He can feel the warm and sticky come covering his thigh, sending waves of heat through his body, down to his cock.
“Mmm… Tae?” Jungkook asks, his voice full of this sexy morning rasp even though it’s the middle of the night. Taehyung hums in response as he pets his head and smiles, feeling him nuzzle his nose against the soft skin on the side of his stomach, right under his ribs, his breath tickling. It’s interesting to see how this tall and strong man can make himself small like a little bunny, when around him, rather than a big werewolf he is, making Taehyung coo over him in an instant. “I'm so sleepy and tired, even though I just woke up,” Jungkook mumbles with his lips pressed against Taehyung's skin, his eyes still closed. “I’m not surprised about that.” The vampire says after a long knowingly sounding hum.
Jungkook moves a bit, wanting to press himself closer to Taehyung and whines, feeling the wetness on their skin. He rolls onto his back, preps himself up on his forearms, and looks at his lower half of the body and Taehyung's thigh. A silent groan leaves his lips as he throws his head back onto the pillows behind him, his cheeks blushing. “I did it again.” He whines, his hands covering his eyes as if he tries to hide. A moment as long as a single beat of a heart passes and he hears a shuffle on the sheets as Taehyung turns to the side, facing him. “You know I don’t mind it. You were so cute and hot at the same time.” He whispers, his breath tickling the skin on Jungkook's chin, making him realize how close he is. “Now…” Taehyung pauses as he places a kiss on Jungkook's jaw, “I probably should help you clean it up as a thank you for the show and a wake-up gift.”
Jungkook swallows heavily, his lips pop open and hands slowly slip away from his face, showing his eyes that immediately focus on Taehyung and his hand running over his thigh, fingers picking up the come from his skin and raising them to his lips that automatically close around them, licking it off. After a second, the same thing repeats itself. The white come is shining on the pads of Taehyung's fingers, dripping down them in little streaks as he raises his hand and this time, brings them closer to Jungkook, their eyes locked, a little glimmer of a challenge shining in them. “Does my Wolfie want to try?” The alluring voice of a vampire sends a shiver down the werewolf's spine, excitement building up in him. He doesn’t think twice and wraps his fingers around Taehyung's wrist, bringing it closer, and runs his tongue over it, licking off his own come, and closes his lips around the digits, sucking on them.
The corners of the vampire’s lips raise in a satisfied smile, showing his fangs, shining in the moonlight. “Good boy.” He purrs as he sits down more comfortably and pets Jungkook's head, hair slipping in between his fingers. Something stirs in the pit of his stomach as he feels the tongue moving over his digits, slipping in between them as he cleans them up. He moves his hand away and places another kiss, this time on Jungkook's chest, right by his clavicle, the other one over his nipple, and the last one by his belly button, noticing how fast his breathing gets, stomach raising and falling back down quickly. Moving lower, he looks up at the werewolf. Their eyes lock as he lowers his head and runs his tongue over the part of his thigh that’s covered in come, licking it clean, moving to the second one and doing the same as he hears Jungkook breathe in sharply, cheeks red and lips partially open, eyes fogged with desire.
“Such a good boy, letting your master clean you up and not even make a sound as he does,” Taehyung mutters before he presses his tongue against the skin on Jungkook's stomach, working his way around the dick, that's now, again, hard and asking for attention. He caresses the werewolf's thighs, feeling the strong muscles under the soft skin as he lowers his head more, his breath coating the wet with precome glans of his cock. A smirk blooms on his face as he sees the blush on Jungkook's cheeks deepen, his eyes big and open wide, making him look even more innocent than usual. “Look, here’s a bit left too.” He murmurs and closes his lips around the pink head of Jungkook's dick, sucking on it gently, and looks up, locking his eyes with the werewolf, hearing him abruptly suck in air.
The moonlight that falls into the room through the window dances on his face and hair, making him look even more beautiful as he closes his eyes and throws his head back, exposing his neck when Taehyung pushes himself lower on Jungkook's cock, feeling it sitting heavily on his tongue and filling his mouth pleasantly. He caresses the werewolf's thighs and hips with his thumbs, lowering his head, even more, starting to move, and pushes Jungkook's thighs up, exposing his rim. Moving back up, he lets his covered in saliva cock slip out from in between his lips, falling hard on the werewolf's stomach with a wet slap on the skin.
“Such a good boy.” He purrs and kisses the soft skin on Jungkook's inner thigh, leaving a wet mark on it before he puts his two fingers into his mouth, coats them in saliva and smears it over the werewolf's rim that's desperately trying to clasp around his digits that almost slip past it. “Hyung! Please!” Jungkook whines, not being able to contain himself feeling the repetitive circular motion around his rim, massaging it, and kisses left on his thighs. Taehyung clicks his tongue. “Baby, be a good boy.” He whispers before he kisses his thigh again and hears a moan as he gently bites on it, the sweet blood filling his lips, making him swallow and suck in it again, repeating the steps a few times, and lick the two punctuation marks, closing the wounds. It’s like a snack in between meals, not enough to fill him, but enough to make him stronger and feel dizzy from delight, almost intoxicated with the taste of the blood of his partner, better than any other blood he’s ever tried.
“You taste so good, Wolfie.” He purrs as he licks his lips, the single drop of the red liquid disappearing from them. Jungkook moans as he kisses the spot he just bit and pushes his fingers past the younger's rim easily, at the same time. He can feel it clench around his knuckles greedily, almost as if wanting more. Slowly, he moves his hand, letting it almost completely move away, just to push it forward more, entering him even deeper than before, the pads of his fingers immediately looking for that one sweet bundle of nerves. He finds it quickly, all swollen from the stimulation and arousal. Even just touching it gently makes Jungkook bite his lip and swallow a moan slowly rising in his throat. Gently, he pushes the pads of his fingers to it, tracing it and massaging, making circles, his lips again, kissing Jungkook's thigh. He can hear how the sheets rustle when the werewolf clenches his fists on it, trying to stay still, make his master proud and be a good boy since he didn’t get permission to move.
“Something wrong, Wolfie?” Taehyung asks, his voice sounds almost innocent, the pads of his fingers pressing against Jungkook's prostate a bit harder for a second. “I- I want to move. Can I?” Jungkook asks, stuttering, his voice breaks and ends in moans as Taehyung doesn’t make it any easier for him, his fingers circling around that sensitive bundle of nerves. The vampire hums for a second, a smirk dancing in the corners of his lips as he moves his hand away, his fingers slipping out of the werewolf, and gets up. He locks his eyes with surprised Jungkook, a pout visible on his lips, almost as if not believing what’s happening and feeling betrayed. Taehyung takes off his shirt, sits down on the bed right beside him, and smiles as he taps his lap, inviting him. “Come here then.”
And Jungkook does.
He gets up with his cheeks blushing and eyes wide open as he pulls his legs over Taehyung’s and sits down on his lap with hands clasped on his arms, feeling the hot and hard length pressed against his ass. “Now you can move.” Taehyung purrs, leaving a kiss on Jungkook's neck, his hands clasp on the loose shirt covering the younger one's body, and pulls it up, leaving him naked. For a moment, he watches the adorable pink color on the werewolf’s cheeks deepen, making him look even cuter and more innocent than ever. He runs his hands over Jungkook's thighs, stopping on his ass, groping it. Shyly at first, the werewolf rolls his hips and bites his lip. He does it again, his dick digging into the flesh of Taehyung's stomach, making him feel so good and not being able to stop, trying to get rid of the tension in him that he didn’t know needed release before. “H-Hyung, can I… can I scent you?” Jungkook asks with his eyes closed, focusing on the feeling, his hips moving on their own. Taehyung smiles and places a kiss on the side of his jaw. “Of course. How can I say no to you when you’re such a good boy?” He says, tilting his head to the side and giving Jungkook access to it.
In a second, he feels Jungkook nuzzle his nose against it, just breathing in his scent. Then his soft lips replace it on his skin, biting into it softly just to lick it and leave a wet kiss on it. He breathes in deeply. Satisfied with what he can smell, he smiles and leaves kisses all over Taehyung's neck, licking it and nibbling on the soft skin, acting according to his inner wolf's animalistic instincts saying "I licked it, so it's mine." His hips try to move faster and harder, his orgasm so close, but the hands on them slow his movements down on purpose. A quiet sob leaves his lips. “Hyung, please, I'm a good boy.” He whines over and over again, repeating it like a mantra. “You’re so cute, Wolfie. Like a little puppy humping on everyone and everything around.” Taehyung teases, kissing his neck, arm, and jaw, holding his hips in place, letting him move only ever so slightly. “Hyung, please.” Jungkook whines, his voice cracking at the end, needy and desperate to get rid of the tension that’s built up in him.
He lets out a choked-up gasp as Taehyung rolls his hips up against his ass. “You’ll get your reward, Wolfie. You’ve been waiting for so long. You're such a good boy.” The vampire groans, his arms wrap around Jungkook's waist and pull him closer to his chest. He reaches with one hand behind the werewolf and preps his dick, its head brushing against Jungkook's rim. The hot breath coating his neck drives him crazy, tickling his skin and feeling delicate kisses on it. A muffled moan sounds in the room as he slowly pushes his hips forward, entering Jungkook. He can feel his fingers digging into his arms, chest expanding against his as he breathes heavily. For a second he stops and does nothing else but scatters kisses all over Jungkook's arm and neck, but then he bends his knees, bringing his legs closer, and digs his heels into the mattress.
With one hand on Jungkook's hip, the other one reaches up and cups his cheek, turns his head slightly to the side and brings him closer, lips connecting in a kiss as he rolls his hips, slowly at first, letting the werewolf adjust, and then picks up the pace. With their breaths uneven and heavy, they moan into each other's lips, both feeling so good. The tension in them builds up, even more, heat sits heavily in the pits of their stomachs, begging for release, the needed so badly orgasm as Taehyung thrusts into the werewolf, the head of his dick slamming against Jungkook's prostate with every move he makes. The room is filled with the heavy scent of arousal and sex, the obscene wet noise mixing with the sound of skin slapping on the skin and muffled moans.
“Hyungie…” Jungkook whimpers, his voice colored with neediness and desire. Taehyung knows they’re both close. He moves his hand from the werewolf's hip and wraps his fingers around the base of his dick, feeling under his fingers the swelling knot. “It’s ok. You’re such a good boy. Come for me.” He purrs by Jungkook's ear, his hand moving over the length of his cock, making him move his hips desperately, at once, fucking himself on Taehyung's dick and thrusting into his hand. He comes with a loud cry, clasping tight around Taehyung's cock, his knot sitting heavily in his grasp as he can’t stop rolling his hips, fucking himself through the orgasm in a haze as his animal side takes over him for a second, the moves of his hips synchronized with the vampire one’s.
Not letting go of Jungkook's hand, Taehyung moves his other hand onto the werewolf's waist, pulling him closer and keeping him still when Jungkook leans onto him, tired, his breath catching in his throat and eyes foggy with pleasure. He kisses the younger one’s neck, jaw, and cheek as he thrusts into him, chasing his own orgasm and reaching it shortly after, his warm come filling Jungkook and spilling onto the sheets on their bed as it drips from him. Catching their breath, their bodies still limp after their orgasms, he kisses Jungkook's forehead, letting both of them stay in this state of bliss for a few seconds.
“I- I lo-love you, Hyu- Hyungie.” He opens his eyes and locks eyes with blushing Jungkook, his chest and stomach jumping as he tries to fight the hiccup. A soft chuckle leaves his lips stretched in a smile. “Poor baby, I fucked you so hard you got a hiccup?” He asks teasingly, already knowing the answer as it happens once in a while for Jungkook, making him even cuter and more innocent in Taehyung's eyes that he can’t help but coo over him. The chuckle gets a bit louder as he feels Jungkook hit him gently on the arm with a pout on his lips. “I love you too, Wolfie.” He whispers and leans forward, joining their lips together in a sweet kiss, quickly broken by another attack of Jungkook's hiccup. His smile gets wider, becoming the one that he knows Jungkook loves the most, the rare one, the boxy smile he does when he’s truly happy. Oddly enough, he has never smiled in this way as often as he does when he’s around this werewolf and he’s been on this world for hundreds of years, never meeting a person like him.
He might be a vampire with a dead body, but when he’s around Jungkook, he can swear that his heart feels alive, beating fast and jumping inside of his chest like a little bird caught in a cage, making his emotions that he hasn’t felt in so long, come to life like with a touch of a magic wand, as if they never left him. It didn’t take him long to understand that he will never find anyone like him, knowing that Jungkook is in fact, the love of his long life.