Taehyungs eyes flew open at the action. What is happening? Why is Jungkook kissing him? And why does it feel so fucking good?
Well, no plan is the best plan, right? Taehyung gave a fuck it to the heavens and leaned his head slightly to the right, allowing the other more access.
And Jungkook wasn't stupid. He grabbed his chance the second the younger let him. He forced Taehyungs mouth open and pushed his tongue inside, exploring his cavity.
Taehyung moaned from the sensation Jungkook was giving him from only kissing. It felt like heaven, a feeling Taehyung wasn't at all used to. Even though he has had his fair share of men, none of them had made him feel like this so early, and it scared him a bit. But he wasn't going to care, right?
Taehyung was just going to live the moment without thinking, and right now the moment gave him pure pleasure.
Jungkook pulled away from the kiss and started on Taehyungs neck, slowly giving him soft butterfly kisses before things goat a bit more heated. He dragged a hand along Taehyungs torso, sneaking under his shirt and slowly caressing his side. Jungkook started to put a bit more force on Taehyungs neck, making his way down to his collarbones.
"Ah!" Taehyung gasped.
The feeling of Jungkook slowly biting onto his collarbone sent a shiver down his spine. It felt good, too good.
Jungkook kept leaving small marks on the youngers neck and collarbones, earning soft whimpers and gasps from the other. It was like music to his ears. He loved every sound that came out of his mouth. He wanted more. He wanted the sounds to get higher, heavier and more desperate.
Jungkook traced his fingers towards Taehyungs nipple. He softly grabbed it before squeezing it, warning him a more desperate moan.
Taehyung felt caged. But not the bad kind of caged. It felt good, even though it felt wrong. Everything had gone wrong this evening, so why not let it go to hell? Taehyung have sinned before, and Jungkook made hell feel a bit nicer than he would have thought.
"Jungkook-ah!" Taehyung pressed his eyes shut, wanting the feeling to devour him whole.
Jungkook smirked at the sounds, his eyes growing darker by each passing sound. He punched Taehyungs nipple a few times he suddenly let go and dragged his hand out of his shirt.
"What?" Taehyung hazily asked and opened his eyes slightly.
Jungkook locked his eyes in his and gave him a slight wink before grabbing a hold of Taehyungs shirt and dragging it harsh enough to make every button fly in all kinds of directions. The action made the younger let out a high-pitched scream.
Taehyung felt so exposed at the time. His bare chest was at full display, and he felt like he had lost every last ounce of strength and power. His legs started to shake in anticipation and he could feel a growing feeling in his lower region.
Taehyung watched the older through hooded eyes. A smirk plastered on his face and he was breathing heavily.
"Fuck me." Taehyung breathed.
Those two words awoke the at the moment resting animal inside Jungkook. His eyes grew impossibly darker and licked his lip, ready to devour his prey.
"As you wish, Taehyung." Jungkook growled.
In one swift move Jungkook grabbed a hold of Taehyungs body and pushed him onto the only available table in the room. They hadn't seen it before, as it was only a few dim lights lighting the room, but the table was filled with different paint brushes, tubes and splashes of not yet dry paint on wooden palettes. Taehyung could feel paint surge into his suit and some into his hair.
It made him feel like the situation he was currently in. It wasn't a black and white situation, where he would have to choose either side. It was a situation filled with colors, making the grey area a bit bigger than normal.
Taehyung felt like bathing in the colors. Drowning himself in the situation and allowing the sensations to take full control over his mind and body. Taehyung let himself fall off the driver seat and made Jungkook take the wheel.
"You're so beautiful, Taehyung." Jungkook breathed, taking in the sight in front of him.
Taehyung mewled at feeling Jungkook was giving him. The older studied the boy lying under him for a few seconds before he started to kiss Taehyungs upper body again, leaving butterfly kisses down his stomach. He rested on Taehyungs briefs, slowly biting onto them and dragging them upwards. Jungkook lifted his gaze and met Taehyungs hooded eyes, waiting a few seconds before letting it go, listening to the slapping sensation.
Taehyung huffed and let his head fall to the table again. He felt Jungkooks hands take a hold of his pants and drag them down, next his boxers. Taehyung was completely exposed, but the dim lights and rather small room made him feel less visible.
He closed his eyes as he felt Jungkooks hands on his hard member, giving him a few soft strokes. A soft mom escaped Taehyungs lips. It felt good, but he wanted more.
"Ah. More, Jungkook." Taehyung begged.
"Desperate, Taehyung?" Jungkook spoke in a low tone, eyeing the younger.
Taehyung turned his head up again and looked at him, slowly nodding and smirking. Oh, yes.
"Well then, suck." Jungkook demanded as he placed two fingers in front of Taehyungs mouth.
Taehyung immediately responded to the losers request. He sucked the fingers, carefully coating each millimeter of them. He curled his fingers around them, giving just the right amount of pressure on them. Taehyung watched as Jungkooks jaw fell and eyes grew wider. Thought I didn't know my way, huh?
Taehyung gave him a small wink as he let go of Jungkooks fingers. Jungkooks breath hitched for a brief moment as his brain stopped working. This one right here. What am I going to do with you?
Jungkook leaned down again and sealed their lips in a heated dance. Both fighting for control. Jungkook by force and Taehyung by seduction. Each earning the others loss of it. And both loved the feeling it gave them.
Taehyung gasped as a finger entered him. It was slick and long. Very long. Immoderately hitting the right spot. Taehyung let his head fall again, breaking the kiss as he needed more air to moan.
Jungkook watched as Taehyung became a moaning mess underneath him. Sweat tingling his forehead and muscles contracting each time Jungkook found the sweet bundle of nerves as he curled his fingers. Jungkook licked Taehyungs nipples as he thrusted in and out of the boy, making him squirm underneath him.
Oh, how he loved the sight in front of him. It was pure art. Gorgeous art. Taehyung on full display on the table underneath him, covered in all kinds of colors. Hair a mess, face a mess and sensations a mess. It was like the art came alive and Jungkook could see it clearly now. This must be what Taehyung was experiencing.
Jungkook watched as his fingers prepped the younger. It was a beautiful sight how Taehyung took him so easily. It was like his fingers belonged inside the boy, but Jungkook wished it was something else.
Jungkook pulled his fingers from the moaning mess, earning a soft whimper from the other. Taehyung opened his eyes and slightly pouted from the emptiness. It felt cold, which wasn't the feeling he wanted right now. He wanted more. He wanted to feel full to the brim.
