Chapter 32: Night

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Chapter 32: Night

It’s just a press of lips at first on Taehyung's shoulder, it’s not long before Jungkook nips Taehyung’s lower lip, smooths over it with his tongue, and Taehyung’s comes out to meet his. He was pinning Taehyung on the bed.

Jungkook's half-hard in his sweats now, and he can tell by the soft pants from Taehyung that he’s in a similar state.

Taehyung eventually attains for the younger’s hand to pull it under his sweatshirt to meet the bare skin of his stomach, taking both their hands from his belly button up to his chest, dropping it there for Jungkook to take over.

With the hand he just used, Taehyung surpasses between their bodies to palm at Jungkook's dick through his sweatpants. He giggles again at the hardness his hand meets.

Jungkook chuckles at his determination.

Instead of taking his hand back under the elder’s hoodie and gently pinching a nipple. Taehyung whimpers, at the touch, and the younger, huddles his hips up into Taehyung’s, grinding a bit, reveling in the plushness of his boyfriend’s ass.

Taehyung’s hand once again finds its way to Jungkook's cock, this time skimming inside his pants and boxers to clasp as well as he can and heave. Jungkook grunts and ruts into the elder’s hand, deciding to tease Taehyung further and give him the same treatment.

He creases his thumb under the waistband of Taehyung’s pants only to find out he isn’t wearing any underwear.

"Fuck, hyung, no underwear?" Jungkook was surprised yet he felt turned on.

Taehyung just giggles, again, and squeezes Jungkook's dick before slipping his hand up to the tip, sluggish and steady. Two can play at that game, he thinks and ladles his hand into Taehyung’s pants to give a decisive stroke up his cock.

The elder lets out a hearty moan at the action as the two continue stubbornly stroking each other, Jungkook leaning down to press kisses of Taehyung’s neck. Taehyung digs his thumb into the slit of the younger’s cock, collecting a driblet of pre-cum that wells up at the tip.

With an incredibly harsh bite, Taehyung wails and pulls his hand out of Jungkook's sweats to grind his ass back against him again.

"Please, Jungkook." Taehyung moaned.

"You have to give me a kiss first." Jungkook grinned.

Taehyung places a hungry kiss on Jungkook's lips, gasping when the younger sucks on his bottom lip and takes the opportunity to run his tongue along with his teeth.

Jungkook nudges Taehyung’s pants down to mid-thigh and trots his fingers teasingly along the bit of wetness he finds there.

He moves to rub the tips of his fingers against Taehyung’s hole, earning another whine as the elder presses back against the bed.

The first finger slips in easily, Taehyung twitching his hips to try and get him to move.

Jungkook caresses the elder’s walls for a minute, not entirely thrusting but not completely still either, Taehyung murmuring a come on at the obvious teasing.

"Give me more, I can take more, come on, Jungkook" Taehyung dared.

"So impatient." Jungkook snickered.

But he slides a second finger alongside the other, because Taehyung is in front of him, mumbling and shoving his ass against his fingers, and he’s getting eager, too. Taehyung makes a noise of fondness at this.

Jungkook begins shoving his fingers, not too fast, noticeably diverted trying to find the spot that makes his boyfriend moan his name, hungry to hear more of his voice.

Taehyung lets out a choked when he hits it on the mark, kneading the tips of his fingers against it before adding another finger. He’s striding his fingers in intense now, Taehyung’s hips meeting each thrust, the elder’s moans coming out stifled.

Jungkook's fingers have stopped thrusting, instead of thrusting inside and stroking Taehyung’s prostate full-on, Jungkook watching as his boyfriend turns into the mattress and sobs, unsure whether to push back against the younger’s fingers.

"Jungkook, please. I can’t. Give me more." Taehyung begged.

Jungkook relents, his own dick throbbing in his sweats at the mess in front of him, leaning forward to kiss along Taehyung’s neck as he plucks his fingers out of his hole.

The hand on Taehyung’s stomach rubs soothing circles on the elder’s stomach.

The younger has to take a moment to admire the familiar heat and the wrecked expression on Taehyung’s face, lips parted and swollen, tears collecting at the corners of his beautiful brown eyes.

Taehyung throws a weak glare at him, gets moving.

Jungkook looks down and, sure enough, there’s extra wetness pooled between Taehyung’s thighs. He feels a rush of pride at being able to turn Taehyung on so much he’s this wet.

"Fuck, hyung, you're so beautiful." Jungkook grumbled.

"I know" Taehyung smirked pulling Jungkook's neck.

Taehyung presses a kiss to Jungkook's lips, drawing his hand down to guide the younger’s dick between his ass cheeks. Jungkook takes over, holding it in place as he slowly pushes in, their lips molding to each other, the wet noises from the angle only serving to turn Jungkook on more.

The elder breaks away from their kiss to let out a moan when Jungkook fills him up, his hips flush against Taehyung’s ass, the burn of the stretch feeling so satisfying. Jungkook rests his head in the crook of Taehyung’s shoulder to take a few breaths, the tight heat clenching around him making it difficult to concentrate.

He lets out a groan of his own when Taehyung grinds back against him, wailing at the friction and pleading the younger to start moving.

Jungkook clutches his boyfriend’s hip with his free hand and presses his other hand against his stomach as he pulls his own hips back before thrusting in slowly, gently working into a steady pace, trying to hit that perfect angle.

His lips are back on Taehyung’s neck, biting down on the skin and running his tongue along with the bruise, with one of the elder’s hands buried in his hair to keep him in place.

Taehyung stutters on a moan when Jungkook thrusts right against his prostate, his moans coming audible and more continually as the younger continues to hit the spot with each movement.

"More, Jungkook, please." Taehyung moaned out eyes rolling and toes were curling.

The younger presses harder against Taehyung’s stomach, pushing his cock inside the other and grinding against his walls, the tip slamming his prostate. He moves the hand that was on the elder’s hip under Taehyung’s hoodie to play with a nipple, groaning at the way Taehyung clenches around him and gives a strangled sob.

Jungkook pulls out and pushes back in, resuming his pace, but thrusting in harsher as the elder’s moans grow in intensity, feeling the way he tightens around him and his breaths become more uneven and volatile.

"Do you feel good, baby? Are you gonna come on my cock, without me even touching you? Hm?" Jungkook asked smirking.

"Yes, so good, I’m gonna come, kookie." Taehyung sobbed.

"You’re so good, baby, feel so good around me." Jungkook praised.

Taehyung whimpers, moving his hips to meet Jungkook frantically, chasing his release. Jungkook can feel the familiar heat pooling in his own stomach, the feeling of his boyfriend clenching around him, and the sight of him so undone fueling his craving.

He summons more stamina to stimulate his thrusts, running his hand down Taehyung’s side, grabbing his inner thigh and pulling it up, using it to pull the other down harshly towards his hips. The angle makes it that much more pleasurable and Taehyung cries at the change, grasping at Jungkook's hand on his stomach and the sheets below him as he lets out a smothered cry and comes, clenching so hard around Jungkook, he almost has to stop moving.

Jungkook lets Taehyung’s leg down and only manages a few more thrusts before he releases, Taehyung whining at the feeling and turning to connect their lips together. The younger gently moves his hips a few more times, milking their orgasms and riding out the last dregs of pleasure.

Taehyung rolls over to appropriately face Jungkook, the younger’s dick slipping out at the movement.

"Dude, you totally trapped my arm, there was nothing I could do." Taehyung teased.

"Let’s just go get cleaned up." Jungkook chuckled.

He carried Taehyung and they went inside the bathroom.

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