Miles Above The Rest.
A Taekook Short Story.
Top: JK
Bottom: Tae
SMUT WARNING

"Welcome. Enjoy your flight!" The flight attendant said with a wide smile and a nod as I returned the motions.

"Thank you." I looked at my ticket, confirming my seat location before putting my laptop bag in the overhead compartment. I stretched quickly before sitting down, praying that nobody would end up in the seat next to me for this fourteen hour flight back to Korea.

I buckled my seatbelt with a sigh, placing my earbuds in my ears and closed my eyes, waiting for the restless sleep associated with airplanes to overcome me.

••

Hours later, I was shaken awake by the same flight attendant who welcomed me on the flight.

"Hello sir. Sorry to wake you. Would you like anything to drink?"

He showed me his selection of drinks, including some alcoholic ones.

"My answer depends. How much longer for this flight?"

The male chuckled and checked his watch, visibly calculating in his head. "Approximately 11 hours, sir."

"Shit. Okay, give me a Scotch on the rocks please."

The flight attendant nodded, pouring the Scotch into a glass with some ice.

"My name is Jungkook, by the way." He introduced himself. "I have the pleasure of serving this section of the flight this afternoon. And, I must say, a pleasure it is," The flight attendant, now known as Jungkook, said with a smirk as he passed me my drink.

I chuckled. "A flirty flight attendant you are, hmm?"

"I'll have to disagree with that." His smirk remained on his face. "A flirty flight attendant is typically one who flirts with everyone." He leaned in closer to me. "I don't flirt with just anyone," he whispered before winking and walking off with the drink cart.

I watched his muscles as he pushed the cart up the rest of the short row of seats. He was attractive, that's for sure. And he was flirting with me. Kim Taehyung.

I smiled, satisfied, before listening to my music.

••

A while later, Jungkook came around again, handing me the tray with the food I had selected to force down my throat during the flight.

Airplane food was never enjoyable for me. The bread on this particular sandwich is stale, with soggy lettuce and dried out tomatoes. And don't even get me started on the chips that could practically break off a tooth.

"How is the sandwich?" Jungkook asked, almost scaring me from not seeing him walk down the aisle towards me.

I turned up a nose. "You are a terrible cook."

The male snorted, covering his mouth mid-laugh. "Oh no, trust me. I can cook much better than the people who made these sandwiches."

"Then let's find you a kitchen, please. I need actual substance!"

A bunny-toothed smile appeared on Jungkook's face. "Mmm, well give me just a moment and I'll see what I can do for you, um?"

"Taehyung."

He nodded, smile still on his face. "Taehyung."

The flight attendant walked down the aisle, towards the front of the plane. A moment later, he walked back with a container in hand.

"There isn't a microwave on this flight to heat it up, but if you want to try some of my cooking, here is a bit of cold chicken pot pie for you."

My eyes softened. "Oh... I definitely wasn't being serious. You can eat your own food!"

Jungkook glanced around the plane before sitting down in the empty seat next to me. He popped open the lid and pulled out two forks. "I was planning on eating my own food, but I decided to share some with you too."

He passed me a fork, and I watched as he took a big forkful of crust and vegetables, doing a small dance as he chewed and swallowed.

"Taehyung, please try it. If you don't like it, I won't be upset."

I sighed, nodding as I took a small bite, smiling as the hunger in my stomach was already being satisfied.

"This is delicious, Jungkook!"

The flight attendant's smile grew wider. We continued to share the meal while engaging in casual conversation.

After eating, Jungkook stood up, clearing his throat. "Um, I should get back to work. It's time for me to start cleaning up the mess from the yucky sandwiches."

I swallowed the lump in my throat and gave a tiny nod, eyes landing on the hands in my lap. Why am I upset he's not staying? He's here to work, not hang out with me.

•••

The next time I saw Jungkook was probably an hour later when he came around with the drink cart again. He served the few customers in front of me on this deserted flight, before finally stopping at my row.

"Another Scotch? Or something else?" Jungkook questioned with a raised eyebrow.

I thought about what I wanted for a second before shrugging. "Have any more coffee?"

Jungkook nodded, reaching for the coffee cups. He poured the coffee, along with the amount of cream and sugars I asked him for. He mixed them together and set it in the ice bucket for a second to cool it slightly.

He put the lid on, handing it to me, but then the coffee sleeve broke off the cup.

It was almost a slow-motion shot, watching as the cup filled with still pretty hot coffee came barreling towards my crotch.

"Oh my God, Taehyung, I am so sorry!" Jungkook reached for the napkins, handing some to me to start cleaning myself up.

I winced at the sting from the hot coffee burning into my skin. "Thank God you cooled it a little first."

Jungkook's face was bright red as he searched his cart for more napkins or paper towels. "Shit, I'm out. Come with me and we'll get you cleaned up. I have some stuff in the back."

I nodded, following Jungkook, coffee dripping down the front of my shirt and pants, towards the area where the flight attendants prepare for flights. He reached into a cabinet, pulling out a fresh roll of paper towels, along with a bottle of what looked like bleach.

"The bleach will help keep some of the stains out," he explained, noticing I was wearing khaki-colored pants.

"Um, thanks for the help. I...I can do it so we don't have the awkward moment of you rubbing my crotch to get stains out," I stated, face flushed.

Jungkook chuckled and nodded, handing me the towels and setting down the bottle of bleach. "Let me give you a little privacy, yeah?" He excused himself, closing the curtain.

Frustrated at my inability to see enough of the stain, I double checked that the curtain was closed before unzipping my pants and setting them on the counter. I sighed when I was finally able to work on the stain more comfortably. And thankfully, the bleach was helping.

Setting my pants aside to dry, I did the same with my shirt. Sure, I felt a little awkward standing in the flight attendant's hub on an airplane in just my briefs, but it's not as awkward as walking through the busy Seoul airport with large coffee stains down the front of my shirt and crotch.

"Tae? How is it coming al-" Jungkook stopped in his tracks as he walked through the curtain, seeing me in only my briefs. "Oh, um..." He scratched at his nape. "Sorry, I am just making a fool of myself here, aren't I?"

I shrugged. "It's okay. I used to be an underwear model so I'm used to people seeing me in my underwear," I confessed, watching as Jungkook nodded.

He took a look over my shoulder at my drying clothes and gave a small smile. "The stains seem a lot less noticeable."

I gave him a small smile. "Yes, thank you for letting me work on the stains. The bleach really did help!" I turned and looked at Jungkook again, after having been glancing at the clothes. His eyes raked over my body, a tongue grazed against his bottom lip. "Um, Jungkook?"

He shook his head, face flushed once again. "Shit, I'm sorry, I just... You're so handsome."

My bottom lip found a home between my teeth. "I hate being called handsome."

The flight attendant's eyes grew wide. "Oh, my apologies. I shouldn't have said that."

"I prefer being called beautiful." The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them, my obvious attraction for Jungkook unable to be controlled.

The plane lurched, causing both of us to stumble, Jungkook practically sandwiching me between the counter, his crotch by my ass. I could feel a slight hard on through the flight attendant's pants.

"Damn," I snickered. "You must really find me beautiful, huh?" My eyes glanced towards his crotch as he took a step back.

He was silent for a minute, eyes locked on mine. A familiar feeling swirled amongst the galaxies of his irises.

I steadied myself so my back was against the counter before reaching forward and grabbing Jungkook's shoulders. I brought him closer to me, so close our crotches were touching and our breaths were beginning to intermingle.

"Jungkook?"

He hummed, words still not seeming to find their place in his mouth.

"Kiss me."

He did as I demanded, slowly pressing his lips against mine. It was a tentative kiss, barely any pressure or moving. My hands were frozen on his shoulders, and Jungkook's hands were on either side of my waist, tightly gripping the counter.

I pulled back, shaking my head. "I am so sorry, I don't know why I did that, I-"

Jungkook's lips met mine again, a little more force behind them this time. His hands moved to grip my bare waist, the feeling of his soft hands on my skin making me gasp into the kiss.

He lifted me up so I sat on the thin countertop , my legs wrapping around his waist.

"Shirt off, now," I demanded, my fingers working to undo the buttons. The sight of the muscles he bore underneath the shirt made me salivate, my growing erection throbbing. My fingers fumbled to unbutton the black slacks the male wore, making Jungkook chuckle.

"I got it, babe." His fingers replaced mine to work on the button, sliding them off so they pooled around his ankles. "Turn around."

I turned around so my throbbing erection was pressed against the small counter. I gasped when I felt his hands running along the skin of my thighs, his fingers casually bringing my underwear up as he went.

"Are you okay with this?" He asked, making my head fall against his shoulder. His lips trailed along the skin of my neck and shoulder.

"Mmm I am so okay with this. Are you?"

"Fuck yes," he groaned, a hand forcefully pulling my underwear down below my knees.

"I don't have a condom or lube," he admitted, pressing some kisses to the skin of my shoulder.

"I actually prefer it without them, as long as I'm prepped well."

"Shit, you're incredible." Jungkook groaned, hands reaching to massage my ass, spreading them apart. "Suck," he demanded, pushing his fingers into my mouth.

I felt his dick between my butt cheeks as I sucked on his fingers. I clenched my ass together, making Jungkook moan.

I slipped his fingers out of my mouth with a pop, meeting eyes with him. "Fuck me with your fingers, Jungkook."

He obliged, immediately pushing two fingers at once into my hole, making me hiss.

He didn't waste a second, instantly scissoring me open before pushing a third finger in.

"Shit," I moaned, my head dropping forward in pleasure. "I want your cock so bad."

"I'm not done prepping you, baby," Jungkook said with a kiss to the neck.

I shook my head. "I don't care. Just fuck me already."

The flight attendant nodded, pulling his fingers out. "Do you at least want spit?"

I angled myself so I could take his lips in mine for a few seconds before whispering, "completely raw. Wreck my asshole with your big cock."

A fire burned in the male's eyes as he gave his length a few lazy tugs. He spread my cheeks while he lined himself up.

I had to bite my lip to hold back a loud whine when his tip pushed in slightly. My head fell back against his shoulder as he slowly pushed his length in.

Jungkook's hand clamped over my mouth just as a moan erupted from my lips.

"You have to stay quiet, baby. Don't want the whole plane to here the pleasure I'm giving you, mmm?"

I hummed against his mouth as he took his member all the way out before shoving it back in. He repeated this move several times, hand still pressed roughly against my mouth, quieting my elicit moans.

Jungkook nibbled on my ear lobe as he thrusted in and out of my tight hole.

"Do you like how my dick feels inside of you, baby?" Jungkook whispered in my ear as I nodded.

He gave one more deep thrust before stopping.

"Tell me with your words, Tae." He uncovered my mouth, licking some of the saliva that had dripped onto his hand.

"Your cock feels so good in my ass, Kook. You're so fucking big." I met his eyes with my narrow ones, my hand reaching around to bring him in for a kiss.

As we kissed, I felt him moving once more, making me gasp for air until I had to remove my lips from his.  My head loosely bounced in rhythm with his thrusts.

"You're squeezing me so well, baby," Jungkook grunted.

"Fuck," I groaned, putting a hand over Jungkook's hand resting on my waist. "Fuck me on the counter."

"God, how are you so fucking perfect, Taehyung?" He practically moaned out as he removed his hard dick, flipping me around. His muscular arms hoisted me up onto the counter as I adjusted myself so he would have access to my hole.

"Your pretty hole is so desparate for my cock, it's clenching already around my precum," Jungkook stated, making me wrap an arm around his neck.

"Kiss me while you fuck me."

Jungkook smirked, putting his member back in my hole, leaning forward to press his lips against mine. One hand sat next to my thigh on the counter, providing support, while the other one reached down to stroke my dripping length. My hand scratched at his back and neck as he continued to pleasure me in so many ways.

"Tae, I'm already so close," the flight attendant said as he pulled his mouth off of mine. Our foreheads merged together as his thrusts grew quicker. "What do you want me to do with my cum, baby?"

I would never admit it, but I secretly love how Jungkook asks me how I liked things. He was letting me choose what I consent to.

"Hmm," I thought, biting my lip to avoid a loud moan erupting from my lips as his cock repeatedly brushed againt my prostate. "Cum in me, but then let me taste off your fingers."

"You're kinky, aren't you baby?" He asked, brushing the bangs out of my face. He slowed his thrusts with a groan, clearly trying to postpone his release for as long as possible.

"I'm letting you fuck me in an airplane. What gave the kinky part of me away?" I smirked, grabbing a hold of a small bit of his hair, yanking his head back.

He chuckled at my comment, but stopped when my mouth started sucking on his Adam's apple, teeth grazing lightly against the skin. He had stopped thrusting, but I could feel his dick pulsating inside me. I clenched on purpose, feeling Jungkook hiss.

"Cum inside me, daddy," I whispered into his ear, hearing a slight moan come out of the flight attendant's mouth as he thrusted up into me at an almost impossibly-fast pace.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head, my hands gripped the edges of the counter just to keep me grounded. I had never felt so good in my entire life as right in this moment. Jungkook somehow found a hidden bundle of nerves nobody had ever discovered, and it was making my whole body convulse with pleasure.

His hand found my length, his hand moving at a pace similar to his thrusts.

"Oh fuck," he groaned. "Fuck, fuck, I'm so close."

"C-C-C-Cum i-in me," I tried to say, but the pure shock of pleasure made it difficult for words to form.

Cum exploded out of my cock, hitting mine and Jungkook's faces, as well as the cabin around us. Jungkook thrusted a few more times before his cum filled my hole, and he continued moving inside me at a slow pace to get all of his cum out. We both panted heavily as we came back down to earth.

"Holy shit," I sighed. "That was..."

"The best fucking sex of my whole life," Jungkook acknowledged with a smile. Looking at him now, his smile slightly made him resemble a bunny.

A horny bunny.

I smiled back at him, cupping his cheeks, using my thumb to wipe some sweat from his brow. "You are so handsome, Kookie."

"Just like you are so beautiful, Tae."

"Good evening, Flight 516 to Seoul. We are approximately thirty minutes from descent. Flight attendants, please begin making sure we are ready for landing. Thank you." The intercom spoke, making Jungkook's eyes grow wide.

"Oh my God! How long have we been back here?" He pulled out, instantly scrambling to throw on his underwear and pants.

"Jungkook?" I asked calmly, unable to move with his cum leaking out of my hole.

"Holy shit, I can't believe I just fucked a passenger. They could have my job, and I need the money, and-"

"Jungkook!" Saying his name with a little more force made the male finally meet my eyes.

"Oh, Tae, I'm so sorry. What's up?" His tension disappeared slightly from his face when he looked at me.

"I, uh, need a little help here." I pointed to my awkward, scrunched up position on the counter, trying to not get our mess everywhere.

"Oh, right!" He chuckled, reaching into a cabinet and grabbing a few hand towels. He grabbed one, getting it a little wet in the sink and used it to start cleaning off my face and stomach.

"You have some on your face too, let me help." I grabbed the towel, wiping the stains off his face with a small smile. "Much better."

Jungkook got another towel ready and went to clean up my legs and ass, but I stopped him. He quirked up an eyebrow.

"We had a deal, remember?"

"Uh....?"

I chuckled, using fingers to air quote my comment from earlier. "Cum in me, but then let me taste off your fingers."

Jungkook nodded, a fire burning behind his eyes. I hissed as he put two fingers inside me, doing a sort of scooping motion, before pulling out.

"Here you go, baby." He put his two fingers in my mouth, and I swirled my tongue around them while making direct eye contact with the male.

"Shit, keep that up and I'm definitely going to lose my job." Jungkook spoke, eyes unwavering from mine.

I pulled his fingers out with a 'pop!' And motioned for him to finish cleaning me up.

"Did it taste good?" He asked with a smirk.

"Better than those damn airplane sandwiches."

This made Jungkook burst out laughing as he gently helped me to my feet, watching for any signs of pain.

We quickly got dressed, a few kisses in the middle, before we stood by the curtain once more, about to burst our bubbles and get back to reality.

"Please tell me you live in Seoul," Jungkook finally spoke after a minute, a pout on his lips.

I sighed. "No. I live in Daegu."

"Oh," Jungkook looked down. "I mean, I can make it work? It won't be easy, just a few hours here and there in-between flights, but I would love to continue what we started here, Tae. I... It's only been a few hours but you really might be the guy I've searched my whole life for."

I placed a hand on his chest, feeling his heart pounding beneath my fingers. "Oh, Jungkookie. I... I appreciate you wanting to put the effort in, but it's not necessary."

I saw his whole demeanor shatter from those few words, the fire being put out behind his eyes as his shoulders slouched. "I understand, um.. I should get back to wo-"

"Let me explain, Jungkook." I held his shoulders, a small smile on my lips. "I said I live in Daegu but there are no more ties for me there. I just haven't had the courage to move, nor did I know where I wanted to go. But I think if you're in Seoul, that's where I want to move to."

"Really? You're not joking?"

I shook my head. "I would never joke about that, Kook. Now, you should really get back to work, but, I'll leave my number for you. If you reach out, then that's my sign to come to Seoul. If I don't, then I know it's not the place for me."

"Better get home to pack those bags, baby. I'm calling you the second I'm home." He gave me a hug, our smiles unable to stop.

When we heard the signal to fasten our seatbelts, we sighed. "Back to reality." Op, there goes gravity-

He pulled back the curtain after straightening his tie. "Sir, I apologize again for my mistake. Thank you for being so understanding."

"Of course. Thank you for making it so I won't have a huge stain on my pants as I walk through the airport."

I walked back to my seat, watching Jungkook getting to work, making sure all trash was picked up and that the overhead bins were all secure.

I reached into my laptop bag at my feet, pulling out a piece of paper and scribbling my phone number. When Jungkook walked by once more, I cleared my throat.

"Sir, here is some trash for you." I winked, watching him smile as he nodded, thanking me before walking off.

"Attention Flight 516, we are beginning descent into Seoul."

I sighed to myself. "Seoul, here I come."

•••••••

3747 words total for this one y'all.

It's been a hot minute since I wrote that many words.

Anyways this one has become one of my favorite oneshots, and I've considered putting it into a short story, but wanted y'all's thoughts first. 🤪