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He yelp when he suddenly felt the warmth and wetness covering his left nipple.

"Fuck! Hyung..." He moaned, squirming in both pain and pleasure as his hyung suck so hard on his nipple. Almost like he's milking him.

"Ha--hyung!" He called out again, louder, because Seokjin just won't stop.

"You're awake now?" Seokjin whispered on his left nipple, licking on it before finally pulling away to check on Jungkook.

He smirked right away, when he saw Jungkook's doe eyes peering at him.

Cheeks red and lips quivering.

He really is awake,

"Can't you just wait until I woke up, before doing erotic things like this hyung?" Jungkook whined in a hoarse tone, head falling back on his pillow cause he can't hold an eye contact with Seokjin right now.

Not with Seokjin who's hovering above him.

Not with Seokjin's eyes that is burning with lust and passion.

Not with Seokjin who had just sucked the soul out of his poor left nipple.

Damn, he can still feel his left nipple getting numb from all the sucking.

He wants to touch it but--

"No, I can't..." Seokjin replied seriously, ducking his head again, so he can continue on licking and sucking hickeys on Jungkook's chest. "I can't do that when you look so hot, sleeping on my bed without a t-shirt on,"

He ended his sentence with a hard suck on Jungkook's neck, leaving a dark bluish spot there that will surely be noticed by everyone if Jungkook don't wear collared top today.

But well, the idea of Jungkook walking around in his workplace with hickeys littered all over his neck just sound so good, to Seokjin's head right now.

"You look like an angel," he whispered on the younger's ear.

Sucking on the earlobe too, when the exact-same image--of Jungkook on the workplace, trying so hard to cover the hickeys flash on his mind,

"So pretty..."

Both of his hands find their way on the sides of Jungkook's waist now too, and it's almost covering it all,

He really have the tiniest waist, and Seokjin never fails to remind him that.

"Hyung..."

Just by looking at Seokjin's dark eyes, Jungkook already knows what the older wants right now, but it still caught him off guard when Seokjin unceremoniously grind against his hard on.

He doesn't even know that he's 'that' hard already?!!

But it's not like Seokjin is way better in any ways, cause in fact, he feels so rock hard above Jungkook's own cock right now.

That fact, with his unrelenting pace, feels enough to make them both cum inside their boxers.

"Haah!" Jungkook opened his mouth to breathe in desperately.

He needs air, more of it.

But Seokjin the lustful demon just took that as a chance to capture his lips, in a deep kiss.

Not really giving him chance to take in everything, before licking on the inside of his mouth.

It's pleasurable and suffocating at the same time that Jungkook can't help but tilt his head, avoiding Seokjin's kiss, so he could really take a deep breath.

"Hyung...please--ahh--"

Seokjin the fucker just went back to his chest again, sucking on the other nipple as hard as earlier, not even listening.

Now the pain is adding up to the pleasure and Jungkook can't help but open both of his thighs wider, urging Seokjin to grind harsher on him.

"I need, m-more!" He exclaimed, pushing Seokjin's face closer to his chest, when he felt another 'almost there' sensation, "more hyung..." he moaned out shamelessly.

He doesn't know, what exactly he wants, but he knows that he needs something, and Seokjin would give it to him if he ask for it.

Cause Seokjin always does, and this moment is no different.

As if to prove that, Seokjin started pulling away to put both of Jungkook's legs around his waist and press their lower region impossibly closer,--almost squeezing both of their cocks together,--and oh, Jungkook love every bits of pleasure he gets from that squeeze.

It shots electricity through his spine making him arch his back and open his mouth for another moan.

By the time Seokjin started grinding again, he tightened his legs around him, reaching for the older's arm to grip there as he takes the pleasure he gives.

"F-fucking...please!" Jungkook pants, nails digging on Seokjin's arm now.

This is tiring, but he still can't cum.

He needs more, just a little push to tip him over.

"Baby..." One of Seokjin's hand caressed his cheeks, and a thumb pulled his bottom lips down freeing it from his harsh teeth that is biting on it.

A very tender move compared to how he's grinding at Jungkook's crotch right now,

"Come..." Seokjin whispered, with his hips moving erratically, shaking their bed with them,

Looks like Seokjin is near too,

That thought alone makes Jungkook finally cum, with a hoarse moan, falling back down on the mattress,

boneless....

breathless...

He feels so tired,--even though he doesn't truly do a lot,--and Seokjin still grinding on top him is not making it any better.

It's too early for overstimulation... He thought as he tries to focus on the ceiling, ignoring the feeling of his soiled boxer that is rubbing on his sensitive cock repeatedly.

It's starting to get overwhelming so when Seokjin grunts and paused, indicating that he finally reach his climax, the younger felt relieved.

He's tired and he very much like to get more sleep now so he'll get it no matter what.

He closed his eyes and straightened his arms and legs. Not minding all the wetness clinging on his body--cause he's too tired to clean up!--nor Seokjin who's still on top of him showering his face with kisses.

"Alright, let's go now. Let's continue this on the bathroom.. " Seokjin suddenly mumbled, pulling away and standing on his feet.

But Jungkook is already drifting to dreamland at that moment, and all he can hear is 'let's go' so he just waved his hand in a shooing way. "Go..."

"Yeah, let's go."

Seokjin is never a tender person nor vanilla when it comes to sex and he wants more.

So he went back to the bed and carried Jungkook towards the bathroom.

"Hyung, It's too early to go to work and--let me rest!!!" Jungkook whined when he felt Seokjin kissing his neck again, as they move around.

He then, heard the door of the bathroom, opened and closed.

So when he opened his eyes and saw the familiar interior of the luxurious bathroom he just groaned.

Since when did Seokjin listen?

"Baby, wake up." Seokjin says before putting him down on both of his feet, making sure he can stand.

Jungkook is still sleepy so he just leans on the cold tiled wall, putting both of his hands on it and pushing out his butt.

He waited for Seokjin to do something but when he doesn't he opened his eyes and look back at him over his shoulder.

And Damn!

He knows he can't sleep anymore,

No amount of sleep, can beat this sight! He thinks.

It looks like Seokjin had read his mind, because the older just smirked at him pumping his cock a few more times before finally pulling Jungkook's soiled boxer down.

He then turned on the shower. Letting the water fall on the in a mild rush.

The water is not cold but Jungkook still shivers, because Seokjin's stare is making him want to run.

He knows this won't end in one round.

"Just how much stamina do you have?!!" He scolds, and Seokjin laughs.

They've done this a lot of times last night already, but Seokjin is just too insatiable. He doesn't seem to get enough.

"It's your fault..." Seokjin whispered, pulling the younger back towards his warm chest, "If you're only, a little less beautiful I might have more self control here."

Jungkook smiled, feeling the kisses start again from his nape to his shoulder blades as Seokjin starts to whisper sweet nothings on his skin, like he wanted to etched it all there.

All that, along with a warm hand that is tracing all the details of his torso and the other moving to grab his butt is sparkling heat in him and making his own cock twitch with interest.

"Don't worry...I'll make it quick," Seokjin assured, and Jungkook immediately felt a finger on his rim.

"Fuck..." He moaned when one finger went in.

________

"Damn! Just look at him..." Taehyung complained on the side.

"Look at what, Kim?" Yoongi asked, beating everyone from doing so.

"Kim.Seok.jin!" Taehyung punctuated, stopping himself from pointing at the said man, "Look at him!"

All of them (Jungkook, Yoongi, Namjoon, Jimin, Hobi and Taehyung) who are currently sitting on their waiting chair, look at Seokjin who's getting his makeup done as he exchange chit chats with Yoonji, his co-host.

They're about to shoot the showbiz news now, because unlike the others, their segment is the smallest part so it can be shoot earlier and just squish in the whole show, while everyone here still have to wait for their segment to do it live.

"Well, nothings new... He's just glowing as usual, what's the matter?" Hoseok asked a matter-of-factly, so everyone around him nods their head too, except Taehyung who raised his left brow at his Hobi-hyung.

"That! That's the matter!" Taehyung exclaims, and it's been louder than how he wants it to be, making Seokjin and Yoonji look at their way too, so he lowers his voice, "He always looks like he's getting the best sex ever, so he's glowing!"

"What?" Jimin snorts,

"Oh! Yeah, bro! You got a point!" Namjoon agreed, even though his eyes are heading on Yoonji's way,--no matter how many times he tried not to--instead of Seokjin, "Good point, good point."

"Yeah, he does glow. He's even more beautiful than any of the actors and actresses he had talked about of actually," Hoseok agreed too, making Jungkook a little nervous, cause--

Why is sex being drag here?

It's not like he's guilty okay... He's not!

"But why does it irritate you?" Yoongi piped in, all of a sudden, almost making Jungkook jump on his spot.

"Y-yeah, w-why are you irritated?" He stuttered instead, wanting to be able to say something at least, so he won't look suspiciously quiet here.

"Because I'm jealous!" Taehyung whined, "I need to get laid too..." He adds as he turns to his left, where Jimin is standing innocently.

"W-Why are you looking at me?" Jimin asked back, after a moment of staring contest with Taehyung.

"Just give me a chance Jimin! I promise I'll do everything to you--"

"What?!"

"For you! I'll do everything for you!--Yah! Jimin-ah!!!" Taehyung exclaims repeatedly, but Jimin is already walking away from him. "It's just a slip of tongue!!!" He shouts this time, following Jimin.

"Ohh... Kids now a days..." Yoongi sighed when the duo left, "They don't even know what courting is anymore, they went straight to sex, tsk. tsk."

"Hey Hyung! You're only 2 years older than them, why are you speaking like a grandpa now?--Also, I bet you never do courting to anyone yet anyways, so why would you say that?"

Hobi,--who's holding his favorite milk tea that Yoongi bought for him this morning from his favorite cafe, on their way to work, since Yoongi also pick him up from his apartment that is 10 minutes away from Yoongi's own and definitely not the same pathway to their company building--says all that confidently, as he laughs at his Yoongi-hyung's words like he had just heard the funniest joke ever.

"Well, I'm actually courting someone..." Yoongi muttered, "but he's so oblivious that I think I won't stand a chance..."

"You do? But why didn't you tell me hyung?"

For a second, Yoongi, Jungkook and Namjoon hoped something better after that, but--

"I'm your soulmate, but you're not telling me who you are courting? Am I not allowed to know everything about you now?! I'm so hurt hyung! Did you found a new soulmate?" Hobi adds, with his tone full of disappointment, and both Jungkook and Namjoon swears they can see Yoongi mentally face palming himself at that, but he heave a sigh instead.

"Did I mentioned that he's oblivious?" He asked seriously.

"Yes,"

"Yep!"

"Yeah, you do."

"Just making sure... I'll go to my spot now." Yoongu says again, then he finally made his way to his own seat.

"But he didn't answer my question yet? Did he really found a new soulmate? Is it you Namjoon?"

"Well we've been together for 10 years in total now, so it should really be me..." Namjoon flexed.

"Wha---"

"Hobi-Hobi, you should get ready now!" The staff called, cutting Hoseok's supposed to be a dramatic gasp.

But he didn't let that stop him from, looking at Namjoon with his sassy offended face as he walk backwards to reach the dressing room.

"Oh Jung Hoseok..." Namjoon murmured disappointedly, "If he didn't save me from the burning kitchen back in college, I'll think he's dumb."

"Why is he not dumb, just because of that?" Jungkook dared to ask since it's only the two of them here.

"Because I'm the one who almost burn the kitchen, I'll be dumber if I call him dumb, right?"

He got a good logic...

"Alright Jin, Yoonji?"

Jungkook is not the one being called, but he perks up like he is, staring up at Seokjin's face.

Namjoon can't say anything tho, cause he did the same, but Yoonji is his subject.

"We'll start in 3..."

Seokjin straighten up and caught Jungkook staring,

"2..."

Damn! He's holding the eye contact.

"1!"

* Seokjin's signature wink*

"Rolling!"

"Good Morning everyone, It's your favorite Morning show. I am Jin..."

Well! Damn! That is so hot.

Jungkook wants to ascend now. Heaven pull him up now--

"Jungkook?"

"Jungkook-ah?"

"Hey!"

"Yah! Jungkook!" Jimin half shouted half whispered.

"Why..."

"Let's go to the gym now! Our segment won't happen without us!"

When Jungkook didn't make a move Jimin pulled him, himself.

...

"Hey, Jungkook..."

"Yeah?"

"Wanna go out with me?" Jimin asked using the deepest tone he can manage, and he received a rolled mat for it.

"You see?!!" Jimin laughs.

They're still on the gym right now, but their morning work-out segment is already done and aired so they're just cleaning the gym and the equipments they use to lessen the staffs work later.

"Taehyung asked me like that, and I almost throw him a chair too!" The older adds, already rolling on the floor as he laughs out loud remembering Taehyung's shenanigan this morning.

"Taehyung-hyung is just down bad..." Jungkook replied instead, not really taking this seriously, because...

Well of course Taehyung is truly down bad, who wouldn't? This is Jimin after all, but Jimin... He's not. Jungkook knows that Jimin is not.

And Taehyung is way out of Jimin's standard list too. He won't stand a chance on Jimin's over the clouds standard.

Plus Jimin won't do such thing as dating a playboy/his best friend Taehyung.

That's a no, no!

Double cross out.

"That's why, I need you tonight." Jimin says, suddenly going back to his serious mode. "We will go out with our college friends, and I need someone to be with--"

"Hyung--"

"Please kookie..." Jimin pouts, "few of them are your friends too, and I really don't want to be stuck with Taehyung, and his cheesy lines!"

"But--"

"Come on! You should go out too! It's no fun being stuck in your house! And Bambam will be there!"

For a moment Jungkook stopped, to think of that.

"I'll buy you a drink!"

Now that's tempting,

"Come on! Don't act like there's someone waiting for you at home!"

Wait--This one is offending,

But, actually about that...

"Uh Jimin-hyung..." There really might be someone waiting...

He almost say,

But then he realized, that no, that's not true.

No one's waiting,

Are you really thinking that Seokjin would wait for you? His mind mocks him because, no, Seokjin won't wait for him.

There's no way he will.

They're nothing, after all. Nothing but roommates, fuck buddies, friends with benefits.

Just that! No strings attached.

They don't even care much about each other, and hell! Seokjin literally told him their label is 'nothing'.

So...

Why are you tripping now, Jungkook?

"Spend time with us, and save me!" Jimin persuade more, shaking the younger's arm now, "Please..."

"Yeah. Let's go then."

"Aww! You're the best best friend!" Jimin says sweetly, hugging Jungkook at the same time, before adding a, "Don't tell Taehyung I said that!"

~

And he is indeed the BEST BEST BEST FRIEND!

He told himself, as he watched Jimin dancing carelessly in front of him.

They're both so drunk now, he doesn't even know how many hours he's been standing in the middle of the dancefloor now, but there's still no thoughts of going back to their table.

Jimin doesn't look like he wants to retreat now, either. So no matter how many times they bump on people they don't care.

"Jungkook-ah! Jimin-ah!" Someone suddenly shouts but the two still doesn't care, they continue swaying on the music, eyes closed to avoid the lights that hurts their eyes.

"This one is on us," Bambam announced, giving them shots.

"No, I think they should sit down now." Taehyung suggest, holding Jimin and Jungkook's arm to stop them.

"No, we're alright!" Jimin cheered, eyes almost closing now, as he swats Taehyung's hand and takes the shot from Bambam.

"I'm not sure about that," Taehyung mumbled to himself, hands hovering around Jimin instead, to catch him if he ever fall, "And Pick up your phone, Jungkook-ah! It's been blaring for how many times now." He also mentioned, pointing at Jungkook's pocket, "Do you want that to be the next song the DJ would play?!"

It's surprising that Taehyung is not drunk today, but Jungkook ignored that in favor of pulling his phone out of his pocket and looking at it,

*Seokjin-hyung Calling*

He tried so hard to drag the answer button, but because there's two of it he didn't succeed, so he opened the messages he received instead, ignoring the others and tapping on the first one which have Seokjin's name.

From: Seokjin-hyung
10:05 pm

" Where are you?"

1:00 am

"Are you still, going home?"

1:33 am

"Are you safe? Can you answer the call?"

1:40 am.

"I saw Taehyung's post. I hope you're having fun. I'll sleep now. Call me when you arrive."

2:20 am

"Jimin is your best friend right?"

Typing a reply is almost impossible, so when his phone rang again he made sure to swipe the green button correctly.

"Goodness,"

That's the first word he heard when he put the phone on his ear.

Seokjin said more, but because of the loud music Jungkook didn't catch it.

"I'm safe..." He slurred, still in the middle of the dance floor, "I'll go home. Later."

"Jungkook--"

He ended the call immediately.

"Why is he acting like he cares now?"

Suddenly Jungkook found a reason to leave the noisy dance floor.

He heard Taehyung calling for him but he waved it off, knowing too well that the older can't get to him anyways,--since he's holding a pass out Jimin.

So he went straight to the bar, ordering another hard liquor.

Hoping to get his drunkenness back.

"Hi..." Someone beside him, greeted.

But Jungkook didn't respond,

He's being drowned in his thoughts, headache and dizziness but mostly thoughts,

Stupid thoughts...

When was it again?

The last time he's been this drunk?

Probably last, last month.

Yes, last month or so...

Those days when he's still only thinking of booze and party.

Those days when he can just do hook ups,

Those days when he's still living in his own apartment.

Those days when Seokjin doesn't truly matter.

When did he matter anyways?

***

"Jungkook-ah, do you know what stays forever?" Seokjin asked, one night.

He's drunk. Too drunk to say sensible things,

But because Jungkook is Jungkook and this is his Seokjin-hyung he listens,

"Nothing!" Seokjin answered, laughing so hard at his own joke.

It's stupid actually, too stupid, but Jungkook found himself laughing along, filling their living room with the sound of their laughters, as they sat on their sofa side by side.

Yes, that's right. It's Theirs.

It's a month already since they moved to this house.

They bought it together, designed it according to their taste and filled it with their belongings.

It's so perfect actually,

The idea is like this, soulmates living together, no rules and regulations, FREE!

They don't need to change anything about their lifestyle at all. They can party all night, work all weekdays, do hook ups and get drunk all they want.

They can fuck too, take pleasures from each other but with no feelings involved.

Purely Platonic!!!

They don't even need to take care of each other or anything,--But they still do, unknowingly--cause no one is obligated to do so.

That's their deal.

And this house is just a permanent place to go home to.

An 'asset',--as how Seokjin calls it-- that they will occupy for now, to cut the rents and other expenses that they can share while living together.

It's a very wise idea to save money, earn a lot and be able to retire early, actually.

Then someday they can sell this house and split the money, or turn it into something they can get profit from, still 50-50.

A 'Win win set up' for the both of them.

But something shifts lately...

"Jungkook-ah..."

Just a month living together, and suddenly it feels like all the strings are tangled.

Suddenly it doesn't feel platonic.

"I realized something..."

Jungkook nods, urging the latter to continue by running a hand on his hair.

"I wanna keep this house, I want you to stay... Forever."

The hand that runs on Seokjin's hair, suddenly halt, cause Jungkook stiffens. "What do you mean?"

"Remember my joke?"

Jungkook hummed.

"Let's be 'nothing', since 'nothing' last forever." The older dropped, smiling sheepishly as his hands crawl up to cup Jungkook's cheeks and give him a kiss.

Fuck!

Jungkook hates himself, he fucking hates himself! He's truly mad.

How the hell did you let yourself, catch feelings on a fucking joke?

Why didn't you wait for the punchline?

Fuck it!

But as Seokjin's kiss went deeper, Jungkook forgets it all.

He kissed back,

Taking the parts he can get,

This is what they are to each other after all,

Just each others source of pleasure,

***

"My place or yours?"

Jungkook heard that from his left ear, feeling a hand softly caressing his waist and getting a whiff of a strong scent coming from the man beside him.

Damn...

Why does this feel disgusting?

"My place..." 

Jungkook doesn't know how, but when he got his consciousness again, he's already on the passenger seat of a taxi cab, head bumping on the window where he's been leaning some of his weight.

Then slowly he become aware of a hand caressing his thigh, so he moved his head to find the owner of that hand.

His nose got ambushed by a strong scent again.

"I hope you don't mind darling, but I opened your wallet to know your address..." A deep voice whispered on his ear languidly, making sure to put emphasis on the endearment, but Jungkook just felt weird--not the good type of weird--about it. 

Like--This is not arousing at all...

"We're here." Jungkook heard from the driver's side the next time he woke up, then he felt his body being dragged out of the leather--vomit inducing--seat.

"Thank you so much," he heard again as the guy earlier holds his waist now, supporting him so he won't fall on the concrete floor of the pedestal while they bid their goodbye to the taxi driver.

It didn't take long for the sound of the wheels, rolling away, to resonate around them, and then Jungkook is being moved again. This time to walk to a certain direction.

"Oh, Thank you so much!" 

Jungkook heard that fake cheerful voice from someone in front of them, making the man,--who is currently holding him,--stop on their track abruptly. 

Then he felt a hand holding his, followed by a warm, "Let's go."

"What the heck man?!"

"What? I'm taking him, thank you for accompanying hi--"

"Accompanying? I'm not here to accompany him we're about to--"

Jungkook suddenly felt his body being pulled so hard that it slams on another hard body. Chest to chest.

"Fuck" he whispered, hands gripping on the first thing he got a hold of,-- which is the shoulder--the shoulder of the man holding him.

"What? You're about to what? Have sex?" 

Jungkook heard that from the man currently hugging him, and he swears--even though he's too drunk to figure things around him now,--the amount of sarcasm and mockery that lace those words is making even him feel bad, making him feel disgusting actually, but it didn't end there,

"You must've picked the wrong location then, you can't have sex with him, hump yourself somewhere else."

String of curses erupts, as Jungkook heard footsteps going away from them, then his feet leave the concrete ground.

He's being lifted, by the strong arms, in a bridal style.

"A piece of thrash." He heard, but because this time he can finally open his eyes, he look up at the man who says that and Seokjin's handsome face, that is looking down at him, meet his gaze. 

"Looks like you had fun honey... Even taking home a hook up?" Seokjin mocked him this time, one eyebrow raised up, "You think I'll let him inside our house?"

Jungkook wants to blurts out an unintellectual answer to that but a hiccup interrupts it, and Seokjin walking back to their house in a fast pace didn't give him a chance to remember it again, anymore.

His head hurts now and he just feels too dizzy to think straight.

All he can do best, with his eyelids too heavy to open, is to listen at whatever happening around.

Just like how he listens to the sound of their main door's lock clicking. 

How he listen to the steps the latter made as he walks forward--probably towards their living room--

How he bask at the soft hum that Seokjin lets out for whatever reason, he doesn't know.

Even the mocking snort that suddenly erupted was a misery to him until Seokjin stopped walking and finally uttered a, "You really think he can satisfy you better than I do..." 

That's not even a question. That's a conclusion, and Seokjin laugh at it like it's the funniest statement he'd ever heard in his life.

"I'll make you think again tonight honey..."

That's the last thing he heard before he felt his body being laid down on a soft cushion. 

A throw pillow was put under his head, and then the room just quietened.

There's no shuffling sound nor footsteps sound around him or any indication of someone moving away from him so he doesn't really know if Seokjin truly left him there alone, but the loss of warmth around him is enough to made him open his eyes again to seek for him. 

In an instant, he found Seokjin's dark chocolate eyes looking down at him with his predatory gaze.

Well, he's just standing there, looking down and doing nothing, in spite of his expression retelling how much he would like to devour him in an instant...

"Hyung..." Jungkook breathed out, raising a hand to reach for Seokjin, cause he can't help it now.

Those eyes, and that gaze are making him feel so hot inside but it's not enough, he need to feel it on his skin too. All over him.

He can't reach Seokjin's face tho, so he settled on pawing on his crotch. Feeling his length there, because he can.

"Hyung... please!" He called frustratedly, "do something now!"

Looks like Seokjin took mercy on him because the latter held his hand tenderly, then he crouched down to drop a kiss on his forehead and nose.

He didn't get devoured in an instant after that tho because Seokjin choose to sit on the tiny space beside his waist instead, eyes never leaving his.

"This..." 

He felt a hand tracing down his curves, from his chest to his abs,

"Especially this..." 

Now it's on his crotch, moving up and down in a slow rhythm,

"Is mine..."

As if to prove that last sentence, Seokjin tightened his hold on that area making Jungkook spit a curse and moan out, "fuck hyung..." with his eyes closed, back arching and hand gripping on Seokjin's wrist so tight, he surely left a dent.

"Does it feel that good already?" Seokjin asked in faux amusement, receiving an immediate nod followed by the younger's hand pressing his palm further down so he could add pressure on his aching member.

He still needs more pressure other than that to get a release tho, and Seokjin the devil knows it of course, but he's choosing to be a tease with his painstakingly slow movements of one hand expertly opening the button, and sliding down the zip of Jungkook's pants while the other rub circles on his hip. 

He didn't even bother to pull Jungkook's boxer down, when he's done with the zipper cause he just slid his hand inside, and took a hold of Jungkook's length.

*

If Jungkook is sober he'll feel embarrassed at how hard he is already, but because he's not, he only whined while asking for more.

"What made you think, anyone can make you feel like this, huh?" Seokjin whispered on his throat now, hands still stroking his cock up and down in a painfully slow rhythm, but getting a tiny 'ah' everytime he moves it up and squeeze the head tighter.

"Hyung please..." Jungkook sobbed, not really getting what he needs from the latter.

"Say it first," Seokjin challenged, swiping his thumb on the slit and spreading the precum around it, "Say you're mine." 

Jungkook did--I mean, he tried but Seokjin squeezing his cock tighter makes him gasp for air instead,

Still he try it again with,"Yes--" a tiny gasp for air and a, "I-I'm yours... yours hyung!" 

And just like that Seokjin's pace picked up, working Jungkook's cock expertly to take him to his first orgasm while he sucks and lick on Jungkook's warm mouth at the same time.

Moans and whines fly around them when their lips pull apart from each other and, as if it's still not enough, Seokjin's other hand still crept inside Jungkook's shirt, finding his nipple and playing with it alternately from pinching to twisting and pulling,--in time with his handjob--all in a fixed rhythm he created inside his head, till the younger finally jolts and squirm on his place. A tell-tale sign that he's close, so close that he just needs a little push and he'll get to his climax.

Seokjin who's peering down attentively took note of that and expertly worked his hands faster, watching everything closely.

Watching how Jungkook falls apart under his mercy, closely.

"Fuuck..." 

It's such a sight to see, Jungkook with his back arching, chest heaving, bared neck, mouth agape and eyes closed tightly is spilling his cum on Seokjin's hand and all over his underwear. 

Ethereal as ever.

"Was that good?" Seokjin whispered after a minute of staring and before dropping a peck on the younger's lips.

He waited but he only received a sigh because Jungkook is still in the midst of coming down from his high.

Eyes still closed, lips still agape to exhale softly and body pliant on the soft cushion.

Seokjin smiled at the sight but didn't force an answer anymore. He just picked the younger up, letting him squirm because of his messy underwear and a sensitive cock, as they went upstairs.

When he's finally put the younger down on the bed carefully, Seokjin starts to peel off every article of clothing that's covering the beautiful skin, making Jungkook sigh with ease, because the irritating underwear is already gone.

"Do you want to shower? I can--"

"Hyung..." Jungkook cuts off, making grabby hands.

"Hyung!" He uttered frustratedly again, when he didn't reach Seokjin.

"So whiny, what is it?" The latter asked, leaning closer anyways.

Jungkook only starts speaking when he reached Seokjin's shoulder, pulling him in to hover above him.

"I need more..." He breathe out, "please..."

A deep chuckle filled the silent room, and Jungkook whine at it, knowing exactly what that means.

That means he'll get denied, and he fucking hates that. Hates being denied by Seokjin, of all people.

"Baby, you just orgasmed. Take a rest fir--" 

Before Seokjin could continue that a weak push on his shoulders stopped him,--it takes Jungkook's full strength, but because of the younger's current state, that didn't make Seokjin budge at all.

Out of feeling defeat, the younger just pushed himself to sit up instead, his hands finding something to hold on to as he mumbles a, "Acting like you don't like seeing me feeling overstimulated..." 

"Jungkook-ah--"

"Shut up." He interrupts with his feet already reaching the floor, all ready to stand up and leave too, "If you can't give me what I want, I'll find someone who can." He says, staring straight a Seokjin's eyes, "You're not the only person who can do the fucking Seokjin." 

For a second, Jungkook thought he can leave that as that--with him standing up to get to the door,--but a strong hand snaking around his stomach prove him wrong.

"Did I say that I won't give it to you?" Seokjin whispered on his ear, hands caressing his tiny waist down to the curve of his hips, "I've been trying to be considerate, but because you're acting all bitchy, I should fuck you like one right?" 

Jungkook tried his very best to hold back a whine after hearing those words---and damn! that is so hard!

All the promises those words hold sounds so good on his ears and--He just really wants to be fuck dumb right now, he needs it so bad!

"You like that?" As if to make a point Seokjin press his clothed member on Jungkook's naked ass, eliciting a wanton moan from it, "Too desperate for a cock, honey?" 

Again, if Jungkook is still thinking straight he'll deny this, but right now,--with his own cock twitching to life,--he won't. 

So he just moaned a breathy, "Please..." before leaning his weight on the older's chest.

"Bitch." Seokjin spat then all of a sudden Jungkook is being turn around and pushed back to the mattress, in his elbows and knees, making his head hurt more because of the impact.

"Is that how you get that man a while ago?" Seokjin asked from behind him, "Did you ask for his cock too?"

Jungkook tried to say 'no' by shaking his head but that motion and the shuffling sound around him is only making him dizzier, so he closed his eyes tightly instead, bracing himself from what might come next.

"Did you seduce him with this tiny waist of yours?" 

Maybe it's because of the anticipation, Seokjin's deep voice or the way Seokjin's room is too cold for his naked body, but when a hand hold his waist a whine immediately leave his mouth.

"Tsk. You're already a mess and I haven't even started anything yet."

That's a spat,--and it's filled with anger that Jungkook doesn't know the source of-- followed by the pop of the lube's cap.

"I'm gonna fuck you so good tonight that you'll feel it for days, love..." Seokjin promised as he trace his lubed finger on Jungkook's rim. "It'll remind you of me everytime you look for a hook up."

"Plea--" and without a warning Seokjin pushed two digit in, turning Jungkook's words into a mix of moan and curses.

Jungkook love the stretch from two fingers entering him at once and Seokjin knows that very well, but he still halt his movement to give the younger a time to get use to it. 

He only starts pumping his fingers in and out when Jungkook begin to wiggle his butt in search of a pleasure.

"Oh Fuck!" Jungkook exclaimed when Seokjin's finger hit his prostate dead on, "right there--ahh!--fuck!-there!"

Seokjin assaulted that same spot non-stop in a pace that makes Jungkook's toes curl and his eyes roll to the back of his head, all while making sure that the tight ring of muscle is stretching for a later accommodation.

"Fuck!" Jungkook exclaimed when felt himself already at the very edge, "I-I'm--ahh!!!--fuck! Hyung I'm--" 

Seokjin stopped everything all of a sudden when he felt Jungkook's hole clenching around his digits so hard, indicating that he's really on the edge of cumming, so Jungkook showered him with a lot of sharp curses cause, "Fuck! Fuck you hyung! Fuck you, fuck you, you jerk!" 

Seokjin only chuckled, aligning his cock on Jungkook's entrance before mumbling a, "Too bad, I'm the one fucking you tonight baby."

It takes time for him to bottom out  with Jungkook whining at every inch he takes, but when he did he waited for an indication that he can finally move.

The indication comes out verbally from Jungkook's mouth when he groan out a, "Fuck me now please hyungnim!"

And oh! Seokjin love that. His cock twitching inside Jungkook is their confirmation.

"My bitch just needs cock in him to be polite huh?"

Well, before Jungkook could come up with a sassy remark Seokjin's hip snapping in a fast pace already sabotage him.

Now everything that spills out from his mouth is a string of 'ahhs' and Seokjin's name.

"Fuck." Seokjin groans too. "Can't believe you thought I'll let you share this tight hole with other men. Fuck them!"

"Hyung--hyung! Kiss. Kiss please."

Jungkook's hand searched for his so Seokjin gave it to him as he leans down, draping his body on Jungkook's back, so he could trace kisses from his shoulder blades to his neck, jaw and finally his lips.

He kisses him tenderly, just light sucking and chewing on the bottom lip as his thumb that is resting on the apple of Jungkook's cheeks rub there gently as well. 

All those are very different to how his hips is continuously thrusting fast and hard. Almost rearranging the younger's gut.

"Ahh! Fucking please!"

Jungkook's arms gave out on holding his weight now. If it wasn't for Seokjin's strong arm that is still holding his face he'll surely fall on the mattress face first. 

Now even his knees is buckling, so Seokjin pulled his other hand from Jungkook's grip to hold his waist steadily instead.

"Close!" Jungkook exclaimed, too overwhelmed to think of controlling his voice now, "Fuck! Seokjin! Seokjin-hyung! I'm so--"

"Just come whenever you want." Seokjin cuts off, mouth immediately going back to nipping on the younger's neck, "I'm not slowing down even if you do."

"Hyung--"

Spurts of come stained the bedsheet as Jungkook's body starts to go more pliant on his hyungs hold.

He doesn't know where Seokjin had pulled all those strength but he remembers that he's been manhandled a lot into a different position after that second orgasm.

He cummed until a dry orgasm and finally passed out with Seokjin still thrusting in him.

"I'll make sure you'll regret bringing home another man Jeon Jungkook." He's sure he heard that before he passed out but he's really not a 'sure' person when there's an alcohol in his system so he might need to ask Seokjin later.

It's a good thing that it's Sunday today cause just by judging the heat of the sun ray that is latching on his cheek right now, he can tell that they're already late for the morning show.

"Hyungggg!!!" He called, elbowing the older who's possessively hugging him from behind. All four limbs wrapped around him. "I want to get up now!"

"Opff!! Watch your elbow!"

"I did that on purpose! Let me go now!"

"No... we need to..." Seokjin trailed his words, falling in and out of sleep, "we need to..."

"We need to what?! I'm sticky and sweaty I need a shower! Let go!"

"Talk..." Seokjin yawned on his nape, "We need to talk."

"Can't that talk wait? I'm feeling yucky he--" 

"Nope, we need to talk now." 

Seokjin turned him around by his shoulder, making a gasp escape his mouth abruptly because of the proximity of their faces now.

"W-what?" He asked when a minute already passed but instead of talking the older just stared at him.

"I-I--no, you!" Seokjin started in uneven tone, "do you have a special someone Jungkook-ah?"

"Special someone? What are you talking about now?!"

"Just answer with yes or no!"

"No!"

"Then let's date."

"WHAT?"

"Fuck! my ears--"

"What do you mean date? Are you out of your mind? Date? Fuck buddies don't date!"

"Says who?"

Jungkook opened his mouth to answer but he doesn't actually have an answer so he just closed it again.

"No one says so. There's no rules like that either." Seokjin answered for him, getting up now to sit instead after a low sigh, "But I'm not forcing you to do so, I-I'm just suggesting because it's what I wanted." 

"What you wanted? But aren't you the one who suggest this set up?"

"Yes, I am. It's just that... Last night I felt different." Seokjin starts to explain, "When I saw you with that man I felt so angry and hurt. I mean--I thought I was losing you and I-I don't want that so I snatched you away from him." He paused to look down guiltily, but still continued with low voice, "W-we've been together for so long now, you know... I don't know how to live alone anymore and I don't want you to leave me, to leave this house and t-to be with someone else. So P-please, let's try dating Jungkook-ah. I'll be good to you. I'll make you fall in love too. I'll treat you well."

Seokjin gave him a determined look like he can do anything Jungkook would ask him right now.

"Please give me a chance..." He persuade more, intertwining his fingers with Jungkook's now, "After all, we won't know if we won't try right?"

Jungkook is already losing track of everything now and just staring at Seokjin's hopeful face that is looking down at him, cause he is still laying down on the bed.

Yes, he knows that it's not the right time to zone out but damn he is. He can't find a words to respond even though he did like the idea of finally dating Seokjin. 

He wanted this. He waited for this. He dreamed of this a couple of times before too.

He wanted Seokjin--no, he loved Seokjin. Earlier than Seokjin could ever get to this realization.

He almost gave it up to be honest cause Seokjin's obliviousness is a pain in the ass, but look at him now, still oblivious. 

"I-I know you probably don't like me like that yet Jungkook-ah..." 

The words that follow that sentence was a total babble of stupid things and unintelligible persuasions so Jungkook finally cut it off with a serious mumble of, "Let's do it."

"Huh?"

"The date!" Jungkook adds grumpily, even though he knows that he mumble the words earlier in a voice that is too low for Seokjin

to catch, "I said let's do it."

"Really?! Y--"

"Yeah..." Jungkook cuts off, already turning on his side, back facing Seokjin, and covering his head with a pillow, "Let me sleep now--"

"Wait, you promise? Do you promise? Jungkook-ah! Hey! Answer me first!"

Jungkook ignored him. He already said enough, he won't add more.

Hmp!

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