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It’d be pretty obvious to say Jeongguk enjoys working out. Quite a lot, actually; he likes the way adrenaline rushes through his body, the way his muscles are pushed to its limits and even the copious amount of sweat that ends up dripping down his skin. It makes him feel good, somehow accomplished… However, if there’s one thing that makes a good workout session even better, is letting his mind run free with his fantasies and desires about his best friend while his trained body does the physical work. He's found that, for him, this helps set all those sensations even higher; makes his chest heave deeper, and he gets a great fucking orgasm afterwards in the shower. It’s a win win, really. 

Today, though, things were a bit different as Joon hyung had joined him in the gym, too excited and way too chatty. He loves Joonie, of course he does, but someone else’s presence, especially one of his hyungs, kind of sets him back on imagining the filthy stuff he wished he could do to his roommate. Amongst the plethora of things Jeongguk usually likes to think about, his absolute favorite one is when he thinks of big, manspreading, masculine Taehyung all docile and tied up for him to play with. 

He likes to come up with the most absurd and nasty scenarios, since the reality of pining for the man he’s been in love with for so long hurts pretty much all the fucking time; so he allows this horny, desperate side to come out when he imagines Taehyung is the one taking him apart, setting his muscles on fire and making him groan with the way his back and thighs ache. Letting that amazing, euphoric feeling take over his body and mind, Jeongguk takes advantage of his vivid imagination and goes through his routine with closed eyes, blocking out whatever Joonie is babbling about or anything else other than the image in his head of his best friend sprawled out in bed under him, gripping at his hips with those big fucking hands of his as Jeongguk squats and sinks down on him. 

Yes, he knows this is not excatly the most healthy thing ever, but this incredibly daunting need Jeongguk feels has only gotten worse after they started living together, and he’s forced to deal with his pent up feelings and horniness for the man literally every day; having to witness Taehyung fresh out of the shower, almost naked, all the fucking time ; seeing his sleepy pout and messy hair in the mornings, most of which they wake up in the same bed, because of course, Taehyung’s affection has always been loud when it comes to the two of them, and now what used to be once in a while cuddle sessions when Jeongguk visited Taehyung and Jimin’s dorm back in Uni has turned into constantly cuddling and falling asleep glued together, and fuck , that sure messes up with his poor heart… 

And even though he wouldn’t dare complain about that, he has to admit that being cuddled, kissed, embraced and- sometimes, even feeling likes he’s... loved at every passing hour of his days is definitely not helping him get over his stupid infatuation for the guy. He has no idea how the elder hasn’t picked up on it yet and thrown him out on the street, but alas, he’s stuck in this heavenly sort of purgatory where Taehyung continues to unkowningly torture him nonstop. 

And as Jeongguk parts ways with his hyung and hits the shower, fisting his aching arousal with frustration, it hits him like a boulder, making him cum with a groan in shame, how fucking pathetic he is. Jeongguk loathes himself for this, for continuing to be gross day after day, getting off to the thought of his best friend like a creep. Thinking of how good it felt to be in the man's arms the whole night, how their bodies fitted so well against each other; how happy and warm his heart felt when Taehyung had kissed his cheek and along his neck before he climbed out of bed this morning… 

Jeongguk washes the guilt along with his pent up feelings down the drain, closing his eyes and being met with Taehyung’s beautiful face, his chest clutching painfully as that bright smile and glinting eyes haunt his mind once again.

***

As soon as Jeongguk locks the door behind him, he drops his bag on the floor and walks to the couch, slumping into it, feeling totally drained from both the tiring workout and confused emotions messing with his head. Apart from this whole embarrassing spiral he’s drowning in about him , he also has other stuff occupying his mind lately; the more pressing of them being his recent lack of inspiration to paint, thus not having any works to present to his manager, which is just great.  

Things seem to be piling up in his life, and he doesn’t understand at what point exactly he just lost control; the one thing he knows for sure is that the only time he feels at peace and able to cope with everything is when he’s in Taehyung’s presence, tucked away in his warm embrace, so he decides to head back to the elder’s room and hopefully nap for a little bit before having to face one more day of staring into a blank canvas.

He lets out a long exhale, clawing at his face in frustration, and when he reaches the small hallway leading to their rooms, he suddenly hears a weird noise, making him falter in his step. Taehyung usually sleeps in on Saturdays, always still peacefully snoring away when Jeongguk comes back from the gym, so this is… new. While absently cracking his knuckles, he calls out for his friend, asking if he’s awake. 

There’s that sound again, muffled behind Taehyung’s door, and as he slowly gets closer, he’s able to hear a soft ‘’Ggukie’’, feeling his skin prickling at the raspy whisper of his name. ‘’Tae? Everything okay?’’ 

‘’ Fuck. ’’ Some ruffling sounds and then Taehyung sighs heavily. ‘’Ggukie, I need help.’’ 

The man’s voice sounds small, almost pained, and his hand automatically moves to the doorknob, senses flaring up in response to his friend’s words. Just as he turns it and starts pushing in, Taehyung speaks again, louder this time.

‘’No, wait! Don’t open it yet, shit...’’ It sounds like he’s struggling with something, and Jeongguk can’t help the way his heart starts pounding in his chest, panic starting to override his thoughts and screaming at him to run in and help . 

‘’Tae, what’s wrong? You’re scaring me here.’’ Jeongguk gnaws at his bottom lip, fingers trembling as he gets his ear closer to the door and hears that same noise again, clearer now, recognizing it as some type of friction, almost frantic in the way it flows through the silence of their apartment.

‘’Okay, fuck, this is gonna sound really weird… uhm.’’ Jeongguk waits, body tensing up and lungs contracting as he holds his breath in. ‘’I kind of need you to help me untie myself.’’ He almost misses that last part, Taehyung’s voice getting lower as he mumbles out the words. As the seconds pass, his head tilts and brows furrow, wondering if he heard it correctly or if this is a cruel attempt to test his weak heart into failure. 

Still unable to process what the actual fuck is going on, Jeongguk feels at a loss, his grip on the doorknob thightening as he gapes and tries to remember how to speak.

‘’What- Um... What do y-you mean?’’ Another long sigh, followed by a hopeless whine that threatens his poor heart to almost combust. 

‘’I’m like, kind of in a situation...’’

‘’I-It’s okay, you can tell me.’’ He draws blood with how hard he’s biting his lips, worried at Taehyung’s hesitant tone. 

‘’Ah, so… I’m like, naked, and- I need you to h-help me untie myself from the bed...’’ Taehyung’s weak voice comes out more like a question, like he’s also having a tough time processing whatever it’s going down right now. And then... Oh. Oh shit . Then Jeongguk is pinching himself on the arm and slapping his cheeks to check if this isn’t just a dream he’ll unfortunally wake up from, or a fucking hallucination provided by his needy, filthy mind before clearing his throat. 

‘’A-Alright. Can’t you just... cover yourself or something?’’ 

‘’Not really, no.’’ Huh. It’s like this just keeps getting better and better, and he’s suddenly wondering what good deed he must have done recently to deserve his dreams basically being served on a platter for him like this. 

Jeongguk wills himself to stay calm and at least somewhat collected so as to not expose his eagerness too much. ‘’Okay. That’s fine, Tae... I’m just gonna- Can I come in now?’’ 

A beat of silence that makes Jeongguk’s palms start sweating like crazy, and then Taehyung’s deep timbre, barely above a whisper. ‘’Yeah.’’

He moves slowly, pushing the door open and holding his breath, anticipation clogging all of his senses. He briefly closes his eyes in an attempt to imagine what to expect, not really sure if he’ll be able to not make an absolute fool of himself in front of the man. Knowing the layout of Taehyung’s room by heart, he lowers his gaze to the floor and slowly walks closer to the bed, only daring to look up when he knows he’ll find his best friend’s face.

When they lock eyes, both men choke up, Taehyung grimacing at being witnessed in such an embarrassing position and Jeongguk freezing up as he takes in the sight of his friend's disheveled state. Taehyung has a pillow propped under his back and shoulders, laid out with both arms up against the headboard and wrists tied up rather roughly by a few inches of rope. 

His glorious bed hair is a mess, black locks falling over his eyes and sticking to his temples and forehead with sweat. His hands tense up, gripping at the rope and yanking it to no result, as if to show Jeongguk that he really can’t free himself. Jeongguk looks into those puppy eyes of his, noticing the slight haze in them and how it makes Taehyung look about ten times hotter than normal, making his mouth water.

He gulps, and before his mind can even process what he’s about to do, his eyes run down Taehyung’s body, through his heaving chest and tensed stomach till they fall upon the most goddamn obscenely hot sight he’s ever been greeted with. Mouth falling immediately open, he stares . Stares at the most beautiful fucking cock he’s ever seen in his life, all pulsing veins running along the huge length and flushed an angry, painful looking red, hard as a fucking rock and leaking almost vulgarly. Jeongguk takes several seconds, but finally notices the cock ring adorning the base and balls. 

It’s when he listens to Taehyung’s weak voice calling out his name that he looks up to the man’s face again, seeing the furrowed brows and watering, frantic eyes. 

"M' sorry, Ggukie, please , can you-" He's cut off abruptly by Jeongguk's incredulous laugh. 

It's not funny, not at all , but the laugh comes out anyway, breathless and short, more like air escaping through his nose. He quickly composes himself though, when Taehyung looks up at him with a hurtful expression. 

"Taetae, no, I'm not- I'm not laughing at you… It's okay." Jeongguk takes a step closer, knees touching the side of the mattress. With an unprecedented courage he had no idea resided in himself, he brings one of his hands up to cup Taehyung’s face. 

"Hyungie, how did you even manage to… get stuck like this?" Jeongguk's first thought about this is that someone must have done the work on Taehyung, even if it doesn't seem like that, he can't know for sure the elder didn't have anyone over before he came home. 

"I-I think I just did it tighter than usual... I can always just undo it myself with one side being a bit looser, but… I don't know, I think I messed up." Taehyung seems to be having a hard time talking, his shy gaze trying to escape Jeongguk at all costs. 

"You- You do this often?" His throat feels dry at the prospect of Taehyung getting off like this, he would've never imagined him to be the type to get tied up instead of the one doing the tying. In the few fantasies he had, he’d always imagined having to talk Taehyung into it, to force him into giving him a bit of control.

"Ggukie, please , I need…"

"Shhh." His thumb caresses Taehyung’s cheek sweetly, and as he watches the man's eyes, so vulnerable and exposed, he starts to feel this… this thing crawling under his skin, making his blood boil and heart beat erratically in his chest. "You need to come, Taetae? Is that it?" He asks so very softly, cradling his beautiful face and looking down at him with a gentle smile. 

The latter holds his gaze silently, that hazy cloud in his eyes intensifying. Whispers a small "yes" and nods slowly. 

Now, Jeongguk was too busy taking in Taehyung’s body before; so busy in fact, that he didn't even notice a little detail. Taehyung’s phone propped up sideways in the bedside table, displaying a video he knows very well. It’s of himself, filmed by Taehyung in their little vacation to the beach last year, the one where he’s only wearing sinfully tight and short swim trunks, the expanse of his skin still wet from the ocean and glistening under the sunlight. 

He knows they're both laughing and teasing each other in the video, but right now he can only see himself smiling cheekily at the camera while the audio is muted. He watches it for a while, sensing Taehyung’s gaze on him, only to see quite a long shot of his legs, with the camera longingly sliding down from his thighs till it reaches his feet, then going up again just as slow to show a back then dark haired Jeongguk biting his lip and looking straight at Taehyung behind the camera. Jeongguk thinks they should recreate it sometime; thinks his now blond hair would make him look even better on a hot summer day like that.

Watching it like this, with Taehyung’s dirty perspective of him, ignites something inside Jeongguk, even when his brain is still trying to process the fact that he has the man right in front of him in such a vulnerable state. It settles in him quite suddenly, and yet, so naturally… 

"Well… you’re gonna have to hold on a bit longer, Tae. I’m gonna have a little fun with you first, baby.’’ 

Jeongguk holds back another laugh when he sees Taehyung’s face scrunching up in confusion, feeling so fond at how the elder can look so dazed out and embarrassed at the same time while having his unfairly huge dick out for his best friend. 

Caressing Taehyung’s soft hair, Jeongguk sits by the edge of the bed, biting his lip and maintaining eye contact. "Hyungie, how long have you been like- this ?" 

Taehyung just shakes his head, hooded eyes starting to glisten. 

"Hmm, did you start after I left?" 

"I- I think it was…a while later. After I woke up." 

"Okay." So, basically, Taehyung has been edging himself for a while for the looks of it. Jeongguk can’t even imagine what that must feel like, and as much as he takes pity on the other, he also literally has a chance of finally having Taehyung, along with a chance of trying out something that has been on his mind for a while.

He just needs to make sure Taehyung also wants this, of course. Even though Jeongguk knows the man had been masturbating to a video of him, that he always calls Jeongguk beautiful and that their relationship is very intimate and comfortable, this is not a line he'll want to cross if Taehyung is not a hundred percent in it like Jeongguk is. He wouldn't want to ruin what they have by reading this the wrong way, somehow. 

"Tae." Jeongguk traces his finger through Taehyung’s cheeks and the line of his jaw, appreciating the masculine yet soft lines and curves of the most beautiful person he's sure has ever graced the surface of this earth. "Can you tell me I'm not dreaming? That you want me like I want you?" Even in this hyper sense of immense desire he’s feeling, insecurity still lingers at the back of his mind, that little annoying but persistent voice still telling him Taehyung sees him as just a friend, a little brother.

But then Taehyung flexes his hands on the rope, making the headboard squeak, and blinks sweetly at him, eyes roaming over his whole face with such emotion behind them it makes Jeongguk shiver and swallow heavily, nerves rattling his skin inside out.

" Yes , Ggukie. Always wanted you, bun. Want you so much it hurts." And it's the rawness in Taehyung’s voice as it breaks that urges him forward, gripping at Taehyung’s face as he presses their lips together. 

So, so soft, the feel of Taehyung's lips on his immediately makes him sigh and slide closer, his heart beating so fast he thinks he might pass out. Jeongguk thinks if this was happening in any other situation, Taehyung would come down on him hard and fast, with bruising grips and a deep hunger guiding his mouth and movements; but he takes some time to keep it sweet and gentle, knowing his mind is already plotting harsher actions on his part for later. 

His hands dance around Taehyung's face, cupping his jaw and nape, sliding down to those fucking prominent collarbones that always leaves him drooling and mesmerized, and then feeling his firm chest. Taehyung's skin burns under his fingertips, and he runs his blunt nails down the elder’s chest and stomach, drawing a sharp gasp out of him. 

He keeps pressing their lips together in close mouthed kisses, each one longer than the last as he finally tastes his hyung like he’s been craving for what feels like an eternity, and when the elder swipes at his bottom lip with his tongue, he grazes their lips against one another teasingly while smiling before granting Taehyung passage into his mouth. He brings his hands up to the elder’s hair again, tugging at the roots when their tongues swipe hotly against each other and hums into his mouth, responding to Taehyung's keenness to swallow him whole, their heavy breaths mingling together and sending shivers all over Jeongguk’s skin. 

Just for the sake of being a little tease, he starts pulling away for a few seconds, in which Taehyung struggles with his restrains to follow after Jeongguk's taste again and again, until he's panting and whining, calling out a weak little Ggukie and please . He kisses him harder, biting at Taehyung’s full lower lip and rejoicing in the deep moan the elder lets out. 

The sound sends a jolt down his spine, and it seems to remind him of what's going on down there ; Jeongguk wants it, wants it all to himself, but before they get there he has a few ideas popping up in his head. 

"Taetae… Is it okay if I'm a little rough? Will you let me take control, baby?" He mumbles softly against Taehyung’s lips, rests his forehead on the elder’s as they look into each other's eyes. 

Again, if he's reading this correctly, which he's pretty much sure he is, because he knows his Taehyungie by the back of his hand; knows his moods, his tells, his ideals and thoughts, sometimes even without the elder having to voice them aloud… They've always just clicked so well like that, always seemed to just fit. Well, if he is right, Taehyung's reaction to pain seems to be on the pleased side, and the way he's looking at Jeongguk with his glazed out puppy eyes, and of course, the fact that he likes to be restrained … It all screams for Jeongguk to take the reins, and fuck , he has been thinking of that for a long time. That and so much more, but still… Right at this moment, that seems like the best thing ever and he wants to be good! Wants to be so, so good for his hyungie. 

Taehyung tilts his head, asking for another kiss, a much softer one, and after they part, he breathes in deep with his eyes still closed. 

"Yes, Gguk, take whatever you want. I trust you. I just need you ." Taehyung's deep voice sounds so fucked out already, his own cock twitching in his pants in response to it, and he feels his face breaking into a big smile, stealing more pecks and giggling as he slowly rubs Taehyung’s broad shoulders.

"Thank you, Taetae." Jeongguk kisses him sweetly again, then his forehead, cheeks, the tip of his nose, right atop the little mole there. Then he drops his head and licks at the side of Taehyung’s neck, hearing a strained curse against his ear. "Will you beg prettily for me, baby?" Jeongguk takes his hot skin between his teeth, sinking them for a brief second to hear Taehyung moaning low again, soothing the area with his tongue right after. "Answer me, pup." 

His own voice drops as he grips Taehyung’s nape and sucks his neck again, making his way up till the elder's lobe to nip at it. 

" Shit . Yes, I'll beg. I'll do anything you want, Ggukie. Please. " 

"Hmmm, look at you, already giving yourself to me so easily. Fuck, I've dreamed of you railing me so hard, Taetae…’’ He whispers into Taehyung’s ear, feeling the hairs on his beautiful, tan skin rising in goosebumps as he shivers and groans. ‘’I’ll settle for going on a ride today, though.’’ 

Jeongguk proceeds to mark up the other’s neck, leaving hot, wet trails of saliva along his burning skin, dragging his teeth on his collarbones as he raises his hands to pinch at Taehyung’s nipples, which elicits a delicious raspy moan out of his throat. He kisses his hyung’s broad shoulders and chest, dropping his mouth to the hardened nipples to lick and suck at them, letting his spit spread messily along every inch of skin he tastes. 

He sighs and connects their lips again in a deep kiss, feeling Taehyung’s body trying to move closer and closer, but unable to, and he smirks against his mouth, biting his bottom lip and pulling back slowly to watch it bounce back in place, swollen and red. ‘’You know what I think, Taetae?’’ 

When Taehyung just hums and shakes his head, he brings a hand to the elder’s hair and tugs hard, forcing his head back. Taehyung rolls his eyes and groans, tensing up. Jeongguk lifts from the bed, hovering over him to get right up in his face, his mouth only inches away from the other’s. 

‘’I think you’re a naughty boy, Taetae. And I think you need to learn some manners, starting by answering me properly when I ask you a question.’’ His fingers close in a tight fist with a chunk of the other’s hair in them, and he imagines his knuckles must look completely white with the force he’s making. ‘’So, make sure to answer your bun from now on, yeah? I won’t repeat myself, you dumb puppy.’’ He mutters in a sweet, honeyed tone and pats Taehyung’s cheek with his other hand, waiting.

‘’ Yes, bun .’’ Jeongguk smiles, closing his eyes and enjoying how desperate and fucked out the man sounds. ‘’I’m sorry I was naughty and dumb, please forgive me.’’ 

‘’There you go, baby.’’ He softens his grip, rubbing soothing circles on Taehyung’s scalp as he coos at the man’s expression relaxing. ‘’I’m afraid it’s not that easy though, you’ve made me suffer all this time, thirsting after you, hiding away this thick cock of yours and letting me get by just with my own fingers and unsatisfying dildos…’’ He pouts, shaking his head and seeing Taehyung’s gaze get sad and lost. ‘’That’s just so mean, Taetae.’’ 

‘’Bun, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry... ‘’ 

Jeongguk lets out a long exhale, straightening himself and letting go of the other completely to walk around the bed and reach the phone that’s replaying the same video from before. ‘’Hmm, apologies won’t make up for lost time, pup. I have a better idea on how to punish you.’’ He stops the video and looks around Taehyung’s gallery for a minute, not surprised at all when he sees so many pictures and videos of himself, already used to seeing such a thing given how much they use each other’s phones. The newfound information that this content is also used as fap material it’s the thing that has him smiling and giggling, a proud and content feeling spreading in his chest. 

He opens up the camera, biting his lip when he notices Taehyung fidgeting on the bed, trying to contain his legs from kicking, still clearly uncomfortable and in need of release, then positions the phone back onto the table, beside a forgotten bottle of lube, and hits record. Taehyung’s hazy eyes follow him as he walks to the closet, searching through the drawers for some ties. Jeongguk gets two of them, both black and fancy looking, and strides back to the side of the bed, placing down one of the ties on top of the mattress. 

Jeongguk plays with the one still on his hand, letting it run through his fingers as he sets one knee on the bed, making it sink with his weight. He grips Taehyung’s chin, tilting his head up, watching his dark eyes focusing on the tie, and grins. 

‘’You wanna know what your punishment is, pup?’’ He wills his voice to stay soft and low, running this thumb on Taehyung’s bottom lip and forcing his fingers into his jaw when he takes too long to answer. 

‘’Please, tell me, bun. Please , I’ll do anything.’’

‘’No, you won’t." Jeongguk chuckles darkly. "You’ll be blindfolded, your hands will be bound. You won’t get to see me, touch me or taste me.’’ Taehyung’s whole face falls into a frown, his desperate eyes starting to brim with tears at his words. He starts pulling at the rope, and Jeongguk lets go of his jaw to slap the side of his face. That seems to take him by surprise, but he still his movements and his eyes glaze over again. 

"Nuh uh, bad puppy. You will stay put and take what I give you, bitch. And do not try to pull that again, understand?" 

"I'm sorry. I won't do it again, promise! I'm sorry, bun." As much as Jeongguk is enjoying this commanding side of himself, he can't help but melt under those big, sweet eyes, so he caresses the man's temples softly, his other hand going up to make sure the rope is still holding up nice and tight. 

"Now, if you behave like the good pup I know you are, I won't delete the video, okay?" 

"Yes, bun, okay. I'm a good boy, I'll be good!" Jeongguk smiles sweetly at him, gently carding his fingers through his hair one last time before he starts wrapping the tie around his head.

Jeongguk properly sets a knot on the back of his hyung's head, careful with his eyes as he checks if his vision is completely blocked. Then, he runs his hands up and down Taehyung’s strong arms, smiling as his heart sings with the other's reaction, trembling and shivering under his ministrations. 

"Tell me, pup, is it always that one video, or do you go through other ones as well?" He shifts his touches to the man's shoulders, pressing his fingertips into the skin to see the surface whitening out for a few seconds before returning to its honeyed, tanned complexion. 

"I- There's others." Taehyung's voice shakes a little when he runs his hands down to the latter's chest. "That one… I really like that one." 

"Why is that, huh?" Jeongguk has a pretty good idea why, he just wants to hear him say it. 

"Your- Your legs, they look nice." 

"Awn, just nice?" He runs his knuckles past Taehyung's nipples, down to his soft stomach. 

Taehyung hisses, his cock twitching dangerously close to Jeongguk’s hand. "No! They look stunning, perfect. You're so perfect, bun." Jeongguk bites his lip, trying to control his smile. He's used to being on the receiving end of his hyung's compliments, but right now it feels different. It feels validating to be hearing this from him and not having to question whether he means it in a friendly way or something more. Jeongguk has that answer now, and it makes him feel giddy inside; it makes his stomach erupt in butterflies not fit for this moment at all.

"Hmm. If you would've told me you had a thing for my legs, we could've done this a lot sooner, Taetae. What a shame, really." Jeongguk stands, and Taehyung reaches out for him, more desperately now that he can't see anything. He shoves Taehyung back, lightly. 

"Don't forget, you promised to be a good boy, baby. Stay ." Taehyung fucking whimpers, sounding like an actual kicked puppy after a scolding, and his heart flips with fondness at the same time that something hot tugs at his lower belly. 

He can feel himself starting to get hard, his clothes getting uncomfortable under the atmosphere of the room, so he makes a show of looking right into the camera as he slowly undresses. 

"You know, Taetae, I would have never imagined this is what you get up to when I'm not around." Shirt and pants gone, he winks at the camera in only his boxers. "I mean, you can be pretty rough when you want to, so manly and territorial. But in reality, you're just a lost little puppy in need of some taming, right?" 

Jeongguk climbs on the bed, throwing his right leg over Taehyung’s body and positioning himself on top of his hips. The elder lets out a heavy sigh. "Yes, bun. You're right." His deep voice sounds strained, so on edge Jeongguk even feels a little bit of pity. 

"God, so pathetic, having to tie yourself up like this." He smirks as Taehyung moans and shifts his legs. Jeongguk places his hands back on the other's thighs to keep them still, feeling Taehyung’s arousal bump into his lower back, so fucking hard that he has to control himself not to dive right into it. 

"You probably imagine I'm the one doing it, putting you in your place, huh? Making a mess all over your cock so you can pretend it was my mouth leaving it all nice and wet. Am I right, pup?" He digs his blunt nails into the flesh of Taehyung’s thighs, looking between the camera and the man's pretty lips, which are being bitten so hard they're bleeding. 

"Fuck! Yes, bun, you're right, so fucking right."

"Hmm, and then you edge yourself just like you want me to do it, yeah? Bet you like feeling all helpless and needy, so fucking desperate to come…" He doesn't even notice when his eyes start to roll back at his own words, his hips grinding forward slowly as he gets fully hard, a wet patch already staining his underwear. "Well, I got news for you, Taetae. You won't get to play with yourself anymore, this cock is fucking mine!" 

With a quick motion, he pushes himself up to move lower, sitting on the elder’s thighs and grabbing his hard length with his right hand, squeezing it and dragging a loud, drawn out moan from the other's mouth. It sounds painful, looks even more painful, but he can't fucking stop himself from tightening his hold on it, admiring the deep, red color as the veins seem to pulsate under his palm and how his fingers don’t fully reach around the thickness, a inch or two of skin left untouched. 

Taehyung is babbling incoherent words as he groans and whines, and Jeongguk decides in a split second to trust his instincts and do what he's itching to do. He starts stroking it up and down at a slow pace, still keeping his hold nice and tight, and when Taehyung’s moans get higher, he stops, completely letting go of it. 

 The protests come rushing out of the elder’s mouth, and he doesn't hesitate as he brings his hand down to slap it hard , twice, in consecutive motions. Taehyung chokes on his own spit as he flinches, crying out curse after curse. 

Jeongguk grabs it right after, squeezing again and raising his voice. "Quiet, pup. That sounds like a pretty filthy mouth for a good boy , don't you think?" Taehyung stutters out an apology and he hums in annoyance. 

"I could just gag you, you know?" Jeongguk starts stroking the length again, nice and slowly, which makes the elder’s head fall back against the headboard with a thump. He knows he needs to let him come already, the cock ring making his balls look so swollen and purple, and Jeongguk doesn't intend on letting his hyung's dick fall off now that he has it to himself, hell no. He just can't help but tease a bit more. "However, I like hearing how desperate and needy you sound like this… So let's try something else instead." 

Jeongguk leans forward to grab the other tie, settling it around Taehyung's neck, just like he likes to do it every once in a while when the elder is getting ready for work, and holds the end of it with his left hand. With his right one, he goes back to pumping that beautiful cock, increasing the pace little by little. 

"Bun, please, I c-can't… I need to co-" Taehyung's voice is cut off as he pulls on the tie, making him choke so prettily as he maintains pressure for a few seconds and continues to stroke him up and down, fast and wet from all the lube the man had previously spread on himself. 

"Who's cock is this, pup?" Jeongguk asks as he eases his grip on the tie, watching as the other man breathes in deep, his chest heaving harshly and glistening with sweat. There's also droplets of sweat running down his forehead and temples, soaking his black curls and mixing in with the single trail of a tear coming out of the tie on top of his eyes. 

Jeongguk stills his hand and drops another slap to his hyung's dick, prompting an answer, and Taehyung whimpers, his bottom lip wobbling before he bites down on it. 

"It's y-yours, bun! All yours." Jeongguk takes a hold of his cock once again, teasing the head with his thumb, watching as more precome leaks out of the slit. 

"That's right, pup. And that means I get to decide whether you come or not, so be a good boy and behave." 

"Yes, I will, I'm sorry, bun." Jeongguk carefully tugs on the tie, keeping Taehyung's head tilted forward as his fingers grip hard onto the rope on the headboard.

He looks beside him to the camera, still idly playing with his hyung's dick, then leans in to have a taste of the blood on those delicious lips of his, swiping his tongue over it before deepening the kiss and sucking on his tongue with hunger. Jeongguk moans and bites at the man's soft lips while fastening his movements and twisting his wrist until Taehyung is panting and whining for release. 

He kisses down Taehyung’s jaw and then runs his tongue on the side of his face, licking up all the sweat and humming at the salty taste on his buds. Jeongguk whispers when he reaches the man's ear. "You're going to come in my mouth, okay baby?" 

At that, Taehyung’s whole body shivers and he gasps breathlessly. "Whatever you say, bun." 

Jeongguk chuckles, using both hands to roll up the tie on the man's neck and place it inside his mouth. "I think you're gonna need that." 

He starts wiggling his ass as he shifts lower, settling on his knees between Taehyung’s open legs and running his blunt nails up and down the man's thighs teasingly. It draws out a muffled whine from him, so Jeongguk keeps doing it, delighted to see all the little reactions he's causing without even touching where he's most needy. 

It all makes him want to reward his baby, holding on for so long now, probably so fucking sensitive it hurts, and still doing what he's told and behaving so nicely for him. Jeongguk is sure if it was him in his hyung's place, he wouldn't have that much patience or resilience, would've bitten his head off by now for being teased so much. 

So he finally moves his hands up, caressing Taehyung’s hips and his beautiful v line with his fingertips before leaning down, dropping small kitten licks around the head of his cock and lightly blowing at it as it twitches nonstop. Jeongguk licks right along a bulged out vein, from base to tip, leaving open mouthed kisses all around the length right after and smirking as Taehyung groans and whines uncontrollably, his deep voice coming out muffled by the tie.

"It's okay, pup, you can let it out." Except he can't; not yet, at least. Jeongguk just wants to rile him up even more, make sure to engrave this feeling into the man's brain so deep he won't ever forget it. His hands grip onto Taehyung’s thighs as he lowers his head and takes him in his mouth, staying there as he feels the stretch of his own lips and lets his tongue drip with saliva, warming up Taehyung's cock like he was made for it. 

Taehyung strangles on a long moan, bucking his hips up, and Jeongguk has to hold him down. The hyung's cock is literally so hard that soon the angle that he's keeping his head down gets too uncomfortable, so he slowly pulls away, sucking on the head before letting it out with a "pop". 

Jeongguk realizes he's breathing just as hard as the other man, his own erection painful and trapped inside his boxers, and he's rubbing his thighs together for some kind of relief. He keeps going though, taking Taehyung's thick, beautiful cock inside his mouth again, this time tilting his head to the side and letting the tip strain against his cheek. He shows it to the camera, lightly tapping his fingers on it, and moans out in tandem with the elder. 

"Do you think you deserve to come, Taetae? Do you think it's time, huh?" Taehyung mumbles incoherent sounds and he giggles, suddenly very eager about the idea of swallowing down every last bit of his hyung until he's sucked dry. 

He moves to lick at his balls then, bringing his right hand down to carefully start sliding out the cock ring, and once he does it, Jeongguk throws it behind his back. And it's all about timing now, because he's not done torturing his pup… 

Jeongguk hovers above the length as he looks into the camera, holding it by the base. He moves his tongue around in his mouth for a while before he starts to slowly let his spit dribble down. Taehyung hisses as the strip of saliva connecting them hits right into his slit, making his cock twitch and leak out more precome, which Jeongguk uses to mix with the wetness of his own spit as he coats the entire length with his hand. Then, he smiles mischievously and starts jerking Taehyung fast , applying pressure at the head every time his hips buck up. 

He waits until Taehyung starts trembling and crying out with high pitch whines to stop his movements and squeeze the base of his cock, his own eyes rolling to the back of his head and tongue lolling out unconsciously as he watches Taehyung bite hard into the ball of cloth, throwing his head back and groaning in frustration. 

Jeongguk keeps his grip at the base, not letting him move, and drops a wet kiss to the head. ‘’Hmmm, does it feel good, Taetae… being so fucking useless, having such a big, good for nothing cock, hm? It’s only purpose is for me to slap and play with. To edge it how many fucking times I want…’’ He doesn’t take his eyes off of Taehyung as he goes down again, slapping himself on the face with his favorite new toy, leaving more of a mess all over himself. 

While waiting for his hyung to calm down, he palms himself with his left hand, sighing and mouthing a silent curse. He wants Taehyung to see him pleasuring himself when they watch the video, preferably together; wants to see his reaction to everything. It’s why he keeps returning his gaze to the camera every once in a while, wanting to show future Taehyung how much he’s enjoying this whole thing, how insanely hot his hyung makes him feel. 

As Taehyung falls silent, drool slipping at the corners of his mouth and chin resting on his own chest, Jeongguk starts moving his hand again, slowly increasing the speed. ‘’Did your hand ever get you off as good as mine, pup?’’ The man whimpers, frantically shaking his head, making Jeongguk smile. ‘’Yeah, I bet it didn’t. I hope you’re enjoying finally having me touch you like this... Soon you’ll be getting something a lot better, baby, you’re being such a good boy for me.’’ And oh, that gets him real close real fast, tears rolling down his face and neck, practically growling deep in his throat, only to choke on his own spit again when Jeongguk stops. 

This time, he has to hold the man’s hips down with both hands, leaning some of his weight on his shaking legs, watching as his hyung’s whole body contorts, toes curling against the mattress and fists knocking harshly into the wooden headboard above his head. Jeongguk drools and presses his thighs together as he watches Taehyung’s dick leaking and moving by itself in the air, so aroused and on edge that it stands proudly, not even dropping to his stomach for a second. He realizes this is so beyond all he’s ever imagined, so much better, so much hotter, and so fucking real … 

It finally hits him; sends his mind reeling and shatters his demeanor. Jeongguk needs to have him, he needs to drown in him, needs every cell in his body to join him and settle where he knows he belongs. So he holds on tight, fingers digging into the flesh of Taehyung’s hips, and swallows him down in one go, relaxing his jaw and opening his mouth as far as he can to envelope the man’s entire length until the head hits the back of his throat. 

They both moan in unison, and Jeongguk continues to hum in delight at having his mouth filled up so nicely, sending vibrations through his hyung’s dick to drive him crazy as he starts bobbing his head up and down at a fast pace. He twirls his tongue on the head, tasting the saltiness he’s already growing addicted to, and fully dives in again, sucking and hollowing his cheeks around him, which elicits a delirious sound from Taehyung, so loud and so desperate... And as he feels his eyes burning with tears, the sound of his own choking and slurping ringing in his ears, Taehyung suddenly comes. He comes hard , so much it fills Jeongguk’s entire mouth, forcing him to pull off to be able to swallow.

He keeps his face right there, eyes falling closed, milking Taehyung’s cock till the last drop with his hand and humming, so pleased, as he feels the warmth hitting him in the apple of his cheek, nose and down his chin. Jeongguk waits until the hyung's cock goes soft, finally spent, and then he wipes at his face with his hands, bringing his fingers to his mouth and sucking it clean.

In a spur of the moment decision, Jeongguk crawls out of the bed, hiking his legs over Taehyung's, which are still spasming, and stands right in front of the camera. He bends down to get a close up of his face and opens his mouth to show the mess inside it, closing it again for a moment just to smile cheekily and wink. Turning his head back, he sees Taehyung still breathing heavily, his body relaxed for the first time since Jeongguk entered the room, and he can't help the fondness that invades him, wanting to reward his puppy for holding on for so long and doing so well. 

He stares right back into the camera, still smirking, and shows his tongue, letting Taehyung's come slide down his lips and chin, spreading it until a string drips down to his chest. The sensation sends a rush of arousal through him, making his dick kick, and he takes this moment to slide down his boxers and go back to the bed, swaying his hips as he closes the small distance. 

Jeongguk climbs onto the bed, straddling him, and with careful movements he takes out the tie from his mouth and removes it completely to throw it to the floor, immediately joining their lips in a desperate kiss. Both their faces and mouths are a fucking mess, so the kiss is wet; so wet and so hot, and Taehyung is just as eager to taste him, responding with vigor and whining when Jeongguk threatens to pull back. 

He lets himself touch all over his hyung while they continue to tangle their tongues together, just feeling how warm his skin is, how right it feels to have him like this, and he thinks Taehyung must be on the same page, because he keeps trying to pull his hands free. Jeongguk can't even fathom what the man will do once he has control of himself again… He kind of hopes Taehyung doesn't go easy on him, even prays for it in his head. 

When they run out of breath, Jeongguk rests his forehead against the other's, sliding his arms around his neck and playing with the hair on his nape. "You know… I was planning on keeping you blindfolded for this." He chuckles when he only gets a whine in response. "But I just can't allow you not to have your eyes on me when I finally take you in for the first time like I've been dreaming about for so long." 

Taehyung's breath hitches, his whole body tensing up under him, and Jeongguk seals their lips together in a close-mouthed kiss for some long seconds. "I need you to watch my tight little hole swallowing you in like it's meant to. Need you to see it as I take what is mine ." He mumbles against Taehyung’s lips, feeling himself twitch. 

"But first, you're going to watch me finger myself open. Gonna lay there like the useless little puppy you are as your owner does all the work." He takes the tie off in a swift motion, not even giving Taehyung any time to adjust before kissing him again, deep and messy, scratching all over his neck and shoulders to make sure he's all marked up. He continues swallowing Taehyung’s groans and slowly shifts his position, settling on all fours on top of the hyung’s body. 

Jeongguk breaks the kiss to quickly reach over and grab the bottle of lube, opening it and squirting a good amount on his fingers. He makes sure to arch his back just right then, leaving his ass up as he reaches his right hand behind himself and looks at Taehyung. Bringing their faces closer and holding Taehyung’s hungry gaze on him, with his left hand on the bed helping support his weight, he feels around the wet mess all over his rim and starts pushing his middle finger in.

He sighs right against the hyung’s face, seeing the man’s brows furrow and his hands close into tight fists. The action makes a single drop of blood start running down his hurt wrist, and Jeongguk knows he should feel at least a little bit bad, but he just can’t. Not when the sight of Taehyung’s wrist, hands, neck and chest blooming with purple and red marks makes his insides feel hot and so proud of his work. It also incites him to push his index finger along with the first one, whining at the sudden burn of the stretch, yet delighted to finally be on the receiving end of some pain. 

‘’ Bun … Fuck, you look so fucking gorgeous.’’ Jeongguk smiles, leaning in for a brief kiss only to bite down on the hyung’s bottom lip, making him whimper. He thinks the man will pull away, but Taehyung just deepens their kiss, sucking his tongue and letting the copper taste mix inside their mouths deliciously. It’s like he can slowly feel Taehyung trying to take back some sort of control, getting more worked up now that the ache of his first arousal has finally subsided, and he gets chills down his spine as he thinks of what’s to come. 

He reluctantly pulls away to whisper against Taehyung’s lips, breathless and dizzy as he hooks his fingers deeper inside himself. ‘’You wanna t-touch me, Taetae?’’ The man groans and tries bending his legs, but Jeongguk is quick to block him with his own legs. ‘’Nuh uh, baby, you can’t. You’re my useless puppy and I’m gonna use this useless cock to fuck myself with. You will be patient and just watch me, okay?’’ 

Taehyung’s eyes, so fucking dark and dialated, tell him he’s on a thin line of trying to hold back, but the man swallows and answers what he wants to hear anyway, perhaps tries to make him think he still has complete control of the situation. ‘’Okay, bun. I’ll be good, so good for you.’’ Jeongguk’s fingers brush against his sweet spot and he mewls, resting his head on his hyung’s shoulder as a shock of pleasure rushes through his whole body. 

He feels soft kisses being slowly planted on his hair and temple, hears the strain against the headboard, and although he won’t admit it, his mind starts feeling fuzzy and he just prays that damn rope snaps or something, because his pride won’t let him break Taehyung free like he wants to. ‘’So pretty, bun, so perfect making yourself feel good. Fuck, you’re so beautiful.’’ 

It’s like Taehyung knows; knows how to break him, how to make him drop and feel so overwhelmed. And they stay like that, with Taehyung’s deep timbre guiding and praising him as he inserts a third finger and cries out to be fucked. His legs are shaking, but he holds his position, moving back and forth along with his thrusts and moaning right into his hyung’s ear while feeling the vibrations of the latter's groans beside his neck where he starts to bite into. 

‘’Shit, pup, feels so good…’’ Jeongguk is panting, licking at the skin of Taehyung’s shoulder as the other keeps kissing every inch of his face he can reach, and he looks down for a moment to see his cock, so pink and already leaking on the elder’s stomach, and it’s like he can't take it anymore. Slowly taking his fingers out, he whines at the sudden emptiness and adjusts himself on his knees, sitting right atop Taehyung’s hardness and fitting it between his asscheeks. 

They both moan at the contact, and Taehyung hisses when he starts grinding painfully slow, feeling the head of his cock brush against his hole, so wet and so hot, and soon he sees Taehyung starting to lose his mind, eyes rolling to the back of his head as his jaw locks and he breathes out heavy and long. ‘’Gguk, baby... please …’’ 

And oh, he’s been waiting for that; the begging too, but especially that sweet, honey deep voice calling him baby in this context… fucking finally. He had plenty of content for his imagination before, with Taehyung calling him that literally every day since they’d become close, but this is just different. It’s everything he’d been wanting and more, and he knows this one time won’t be even close to enough on how much he's gonna need to hear it again and again. 

Jeongguk lifts up, grabbing the lube and coating Taehyung’s cock with a good amount since he rushed his own preparation in order to feel the amazing burn that’s about to burst into him, and carefully guides the latter’s cock to his entrance, rubbing the head on it as he mentally prepares himself. 

‘’ Tae ... Call me t-that again, hmm.’’ Jeongguk is biting his lip, cock twitching as he presses down just slightly to feel his rim widening around the tip, then lifting back up and locking eyes with Taehyung. That hazy look from before is gone, replaced by a much more dangerous one. It's intense and it makes him feel small and exposed, as well as a little bit scared. For a second, his mind rushes with memories of that same gaze; times when someone would come up to Jeongguk on campus to try and ask him out, and more recently, when he would sometimes bump into his hyung while getting out of the bathroom, with only a towel wrapped around his waist and still dripping with water. Or when their play fights would get a bit too heated and he’d end up on his back on the floor or the couch, with Taehyung holding him down and attacking him with tickles until they were left breathless in a staring contest for too long. Taehyung’s eyes would flash with that same intensity, would make him squirm and try to get away before getting too affected.

And it’s there right now, setting the pit of his stomach ablaze, sweeping across every inch his skin from head to toe as Taehyung eats all of him up with those beautiful, feline eyes. The same ones that usually hold so much fondness when directed at him, ones that always comfort him and make him feel safe, loved… adored, even. And they’re boring right into his soul right now; peeling away all the layers Jeongguk has set over his heart to protect himself from heartbreak, and at the same time, making him realise that wasn’t actually necessary… Not when a hint of that softness he loves so much and is so used to breaks through the carnal desire still displayed in Taehyung’s brown eyes, and he watches as the corners crinkle, following the lovely, boxy smile his hyung is gracing him with. 

Jeongguk feels his own eyes starting to burn, his knees weakening as a strong shiver jolts through his spine, and all of a sudden everything it’s just too much , and he almost falls forward before Taehyung’s voice is grounding him. ‘’Baby... my pretty baby, you’re doing so good. Keep going for hyungie.’’ Once again, Jeongguk is blown away by how well Taehyung knows him, knows exactly what he needs and when to give it to him. 

Leaning his body across Taehyung and feeling their fastened heartbeats connecting, they share a much softer kiss than all the others, one that feels charged with affection and unsaid words that neither could possibly proclaim at this moment, so they just taste each other’s lips, tender and sweetly, and Jeongguk literally melts against him. 

When they break apart, Jeongguk slowly moves to remove the knot on the hyung’s wrists, but the latter stops him before he even touches it. ‘’No, baby. Leave it.’’ At Jeongguk’s confused expression, he smiles again, more playfully now. ‘’Come here.’’ And like a moth drawn to a flame, he leans in again, resting their foreheads together as he feels Taehyung whispering into his lips. 

‘’You know that’s not the way this is supposed to go, bun. Just take what you need first, baby, I’ll take care of you…’’ He closes his eyes and breathes in shakily, trying to get rid of the fuzzy clouds blurring his mind, then as he caresses Taehyung’s neck and kisses him again, with more intent, he starts gyrating his hips. Reaching back and kneeling over his hyung again, Jeongguk slowly lets some of his weight down, gasping as he feels the tip of his hyung’s cock breaching his rim. 

Taehyung groans deeply, throwing his head back and carefully moving his hands in circular motions, but he only focuses on that for a second before he’s sliding down a little bit more and letting out a high pitched moan. ‘’Fuck! Yes, baby, take what’s yours. Make me yours, Ggukie…’’ 

And Jeongguk does, whimpering high and prettily, his hole clenching so fucking tight, feeling his walls burning as he’s practically split open by his hyung’s lenght. Tears start spilling down his cheeks as he bottoms out, and he places both hands on Taehyung’s chest, holding on for dear life as he tries not to collapse. 

‘’I knew my baby was tight, but fucking hell ... So fucking perfect, Ggukie.’’ Taehyung’s voice comes out so damn raspy and breathless, and fuck , it’s like he phisically can’t stop himself from clenching, fully losing control of his own body, Taehyung’s praises sending him over so many edges it makes him dizzy. 

Still, he tries to move, slowly lifting up his hips until only the tip is left inside, the head of Taehyung’s cock getting caught on his stretched out rim so nicely it sends a tremble through his whole body, making his hyung moan along with him. " Taetae … I c-can't…"

Taehyung clicks his tongue and calls for him, but he stays put, eyes tightly closed as cold tears mingle with the bit of drool pooling at the corner of his open mouth and his muscles tense up. Every single part of him is trying so hard not to let go, but he knows that ultimately, there’s nothing to be done about it, he’s too far gone; so he forces his eyes open and looks down at Taehyung for guidance, pleading eyes shining with trust along with his tears.

‘’Go on, baby. It’s okay.’’ Taehyung utters so very softly, arms still moving around above his head, and Jeongguk finds it impossible to turn away from his gaze, almost like he’s stuck, so he just nods dazedly and lets his hyung’s voice help him slowly relax. ‘’You’re so close, angel, doing so well, just let go for me, pretty.’’ 

Jeongguk keeps his hooded eyes glued to Taehyung’s as he sinks down again, impaling himself on his hyung’s length, and chokes on a silent moan, mouth hanging completely agape. More tears start rolling down as he grinds forward, just enough for the head of Taehyung’s cock to hit and rub on his prostate dead on, making him whine and dig his nails really hard into the man’s chest. Without even noticing, his hips start circling faster, moving in little figure eights, the pressure against his sweet spot way too much to handle, and all it takes it's Taehyung thrusting up once for him to let out a loud whimper, clenching as he starts coming, the snap in his belly hitting him so hard his vision blacks out as his entire body shakes uncontrollably.

Nothing seems to make sense anymore as his body gives out; the only thing he’s aware of is Taehyung’s smell enveloping him. No… not just that, his warmth too, his weight and his touch… He's being fully enveloped by Taehyung, feels long fingers being buried in his hair while others are carefully wiping the trails of tears from his face. Then soft lips are being pressed over his eyelids, so gentle, and he feels a lump forming in his throat with how precious that little gesture makes him feel, being taken care of like this with such gentleness for the first time in his life. 

It takes a while until he's able to open his eyes, still feeling little shakes and trembles run through his limbs as Taehyung softly caresses his skin, fingertips trailing from his legs up his thighs and hips, knuckles brushing over his tummy and chest then down his arms lovingly. When he comes to, his hyung is taking his hand and linking their fingers together before bringing it up to kiss it, longingly and sweetly, smiling at him when he blinks his droopy eyes open. ‘’Baby, are you okay?’’ Taehyung brushes his sweaty bangs away from his face, and he finally notices he’s laying down on his back with the other’s body draped over him, their legs intertwined. 

‘’M’kay…’’ He hears Taehyung chuckling, peppering his face with kisses and circling his arms under his shoulders to bring them closer. ‘’You’re not- not tied up a-anymore…’’ Jeongguk wills every bit of strength left in him to lift his arms and wrap them around his hyung’s neck, sighing when the elder drags his lips down his jaw and nips at his neck. 

‘’Yeah, turns out seeing my baby falling apart on my cock was all I needed to break free. To be able to hold you.’’ Jeongguk moans when the man sucks at his sensitive skin, marking the spot right atop the little mole on his neck he knows Taehyung’s always loved. ‘’You drove me fucking insane, Gguk… Did so good taming me like that, almost made me pass out, you little menace.’’ 

Jeongguk grins widely, feeling this warmth spreading through his veins as his hyung kisses and licks at his collarbones and shoulders, marking him up and making him whine as his skin erupts in goosebumps all over. It still feels surreal having him like this, and the fact that everything seems to finally be clicking, falling into their right place, makes his eyes swell up once again. Taehyung looks up when he sniffles, tightening his hold around him and studying his face for a few seconds. 

‘’I need to know if you’re really okay, angel. You’re not supposed to be crying again just yet, my pretty, pretty bun.’’ Jeongguk giggles and blinks the unshed tears away, pulling Taehyung down for a kiss. It’s sweet and careful as well as it is hot, and he squirms under his hyung when they move against each other and he can feel Taehyung’s heavy arousal on his hip. 

‘’I’m good, I swear. Just... a little overwhelmed.’’ With how much I love you , he completes in his mind, immediately blushing and hiding his face in Taehyung’s neck. ‘’Um, it’s a good overwhelmed, though, just so you know.’’ 

Taehyung kisses up his temple and playfully bites his lobe before moving to suck at the spot behind his ear, dragging a surprised moan out of him and making his hips shoot up unexpectedly. ‘’Hmm, that’s good to hear, baby, 'cause I’m not done with you yet.’’ He bites the shell of Jeongguk’s ear then, pressing his body down on top of him, and Jeongguk lets his legs fall open to accommodate him better and closer. ‘’Do you think you can keep going, love? Do you want to?’’ He pecks Jeongguk’s lips chastely, softly rubbing their noses together, and fuck yeah he wants to keep going; wants Taehyung to completely ruin him until he’s nothing but a babbling mess, left boneless and limp, just so he has to be put back together again with soft kisses and loving caresses. 

‘’Yes, Tae… I need you so much, please .’’ He runs his hands down Taehyung’s back, blunt nails scratching at his warm skin with possession until he’s gripping the man’s round ass and pulling him down, making their groins press together deliciously. He still feels so sensitive, but it’s so good, and Taehyung’s weight on top of him makes his blood boil so nicely and feel like he can’t ever escape this bubble of love and desire surrounding them; like he’s perpetually stuck in his hyung’s warm embrace, where he belongs. ‘’Need you to make me yours too, hyungie.’’ 

Taehyung groans deep within his throat, burying his face in Jeongguk’s neck and taking a deep breath before he drops a long kiss on his forehead, rubbing his thumb on the tiny scar in his cheek. Then his beautiful face splits in a predatory smirk, hooded eyes growing dark and heavy with hunger. ‘’I will, baby, don’t worry. But I'm also gonna keep making you come for as long as I was left hanging, yeah? Think you can handle that?’’ 

The air is knocked out of him as he processes Taehyung’s words, thinking he’s screwed since he’s already come twice today, with the most recent one being the strongest orgasm of his life, powered by so many stupid fucking feelings it wrecked him entirely. There’s no way he’ll back out though, can’t even consider not taking whatever Taehyung will give him, even if he ends up bedridden for an entire week. 

And maybe Taehyung takes his silence as a bad sign, because soon he’s pulling away and getting on his knees, tugging Jeongguk’s legs up to bend them at his sides and run his big hands over them, gently. ‘’We can stop if it gets too much for you. I won’t pressure you into anything, baby, we’ll have lots of times to do this again.’’ And if his hyung’s soft, reassuring words weren’t enough, the fact that he’s letting Jeongguk know he doesn’t think of this as a one time thing sets him off again, forcing him to cover his face with his hands to hide his wobbling lips and stinging eyes. 

Taehyung chuckles sweetly at his reaction, grabbing his ankle to hike his leg up and leave kisses all along his calf, sending these tiny electrical shock waves with every contact his lips make. Jeongguk just about loses his mind when his hyung reaches the back of his knee and runs his tongue over it, making him whine, high and needy, and drop his hands to bury them in the sheets instead. 

‘’I want you now, Tae.’’ Jeongguk feels a tear running down his temple as he watches his hyung continue to make a path up his strong thigh, niping and sucking at the soft skin now and then, making Jeongguk’s eyes roll back in delight.

He repeats the action on Jeongguk’s other leg, leaving a trail of love bites that stand out against his fair skin, and seems to enjoy tasting him just as much as Jeongguk enjoys being thoroughly marked, groaning and closing his eyes the closer he gets to Jeongguk’s groin. ‘’You always look so beautiful, Gguk.’’ Taehyung kisses his hip bone, humming as he feels Jeongguk squirming against the mattress. ‘’But you have no idea how fucking stunning you are right now, bun, all spread out for hyungie like a good boy, those gorgeous blond locks of yours so messy around your head... Sound so pretty too, when you’re coming undone, and I haven’t even touched you properly yet.’’ 

‘’ Hyungie… ’’ His voice breaks, toes curling when Taehyung’s words wash over him like a tide; his heart feels like it’s expanding in his ribcage, so full, so warm, so satiated... 

"Shh, it’s okay, pretty baby." Taehyung mumbles against his inner thigh before he leans down and takes Jeongguk’s balls in his mouth, sucking them one at a time and sloppily letting his saliva dribble down his perineum.

Jeongguk’s body jumps when Taehyung licks his hard length from base to tip, causing the man to grip him and hold him down, his hands so fucking big it wraps completely around his small waist, making him feel so secure he almost starts sobbing. He bites hard on his lip to contain his moans as Taehyung swallows him down, bobbing his head in such a torturing slow pace, humming so deep as he tastes him eager and passionately, then swirling his tongue on the head when he pulls away and shifts to his knees. Jeongguk’s head harshly hits the bed when Taehyung grips him by the back of his thighs and yanks his lower body up, leaving his ass exposed and supported on his lap. 

Just by being put in this position, left completely at Taehyung’s mercy, with those big hands enveloping his thighs so nicely, already makes him feel like he could pass out; and he almost does when Taehyung spreads his buttcheeks and slowly licks a fat stripe from his hole to his balls, humming contently like he’s been waiting to do this for a while. Jeongguk adjusts his elbows on to bed so he can prop himself up, right on time to see his hyung dive down again and press his wet tongue on his clenching rim, making circular motions all around and lapping at it as more and more saliva builds up. 

He turns into a whining, gasping mess under Taehyung, who continues to tease him, dropping kisses and sucking on his entrance with loud, wet noises that make him clench and dig his nails into his own palms, hoping the skin breaks so he can have just one more reminder that this whole thing is actually real.

 All the while, Taehyung keeps his heavy gaze locked on him, making it a little bit difficult for him to breathe or think clearly, feeling his whole body tingling under the man’s control. A small part of him wants to hide; to escape such a strong hold, one that has been affecting him for so long, but now feels like it’s reaching a new level. And as much as it should scare him, it doesn’t, because this is him . It's Taehyung, his best friend, the man and love of his life; the person he trusts the most in the world, the one who has trusted him so much as well just a while ago.

So Jeongguk tries his best to maintain his own hooded eyes open, desperate to engrave the image of his hyung so intimately close to him into his mind; to perpetuate these sensations Taehyung stirs in him into his very being. And then he loses himself in the feeling of Taehyung’s tongue entering him, moaning out his name just like all the times he’s thought about this, but smiling dopely at knowing right now it’s different. Right now, Taehyung is here, in the flesh, hearing just how completely given Jeongguk feels.

Taehyung tugs him up higher, making him hit the bed again, throwing his legs over his strong shoulders and holding him tightly by the hips, in a way Jeongguk knows will leave perfect indentations of his long fingers on the skin there, like a signature at the bottom of a painting, the claim of it’s creator. 

He buries his fingers in the sheet beneath him as he brings his other arm up and sinks his teeth in his forearm, blinking away more tears, which seem like they’re coming from an endless pool at this rate, and won’t stop flowing out of him anytime soon. Taehyung fucks his tongue into him as slowly as he can, dragging the hot muscle over his walls and urging a sound from deep within his throat he doesn’t even recognize as his own. His neck hurts, strained from the angle he’s in, and his vision it’s starting to blur, but it’s only when Taehyung pulls his mouth away to whisper breathlessly, husky and fucked out, how fucking delicious he is, that he succumbs and collapses. 

Both his hands fly to his own hair, eyes shutting tightly close as he twists his fingers on them and digs the heels of his feet on Taehyung’s back to pull him closer. With more drool spilling from his open mouth, he chokes on his moans and needy whines, feeling a sharp current snap through his veins when Taehyung stops for a split second and brings one hand up, spreading him again to spit right into his loose, gaping hole. Jeongguk cries out, loud and shaky, and then Taehyung is pushing two fingers to the knuckle along with his tongue, aiming straight for his prostate and thrusting at a fast pace. 

Taehyung is growling against him, movements unrelenting as Jeongguk’s body gives up and goes limp in his hold. Long fingers curl inside him just as his toes do, his muscles contracting as he feels the wet mess falling from his ass to his spine, growing colder as it slips down slowly through his skin. 

His hyung sucks and rams his tongue in his hole while he rubs his fingertips against the little bundle of nerves inside him, making Jeongguk’s arms go taut above his head as he pries his eyes open to see his own cock leaking into his stomach, precome gliding through the dips of his abs. Looking up, he finds Taehyung’s face smushed into his ass, brows furrowed in concentration and eyes closed as he hums, head surrounded by his tensed legs. 

" Nghhnnn, Tae… " His blood feels like molten lava, his insides burning so hot, so nicely he can almost smell it. Jeongguk wills his hand to find Taehyung's at his hip, closing his fingers on the man's wrist and eliciting a sharp intake of breath from him, and that's when he really notices how raw his flesh is there. 

At this state, his mind can't really compute that information, or the sudden wave of protectiveness that rushes through him, so he softens his grip, but leaves it there, needing this touch to ground him as much as possible as he feels his navel tightening. Taehyung must feel him tensing up, clenching hard as he unconsciously tries to close his legs and ends up almost crushing his head. 

The hand Jeongguk’s holding squeezes his flesh, blunt nails sinking into his skin and drawing a deep moan out of him, his tears now streaming down his temples and into his hair. Taehyung’s fingers thrust one, two, three times before he buries them deep again and massages his sweet spot, bringing Jeongguk over the edge and groaning as he milks him till the last drop, leaving him a trembling mess, body spent and limp like a rag doll. 

His chest and tummy feel warm, as well as his mind, so fuzzy and blank safe for Taehyung . He has no idea how long he blanks out for, if it’s longer than the previous one or not, but it sure feels like it. The only thing he’s sure of is that Taehyung’s still licking him, pushing his tongue in and out teasingly while meeting no resistance. 

Taehyung chuckles when he whines in oversensitivity, dropping kisses on his thighs and soothing his muscles by gently caressing up and down his legs, then softly grabbing his ankles to lay him down on the bed. He lets himself be pampered with more kisses and stretches lazily, back arching and neck cracking as he spreads his limbs like a starfish. 

His eyes are still closed when he feels his hyung moving up his body, gently running his tongue over the aching marks on his hip and then licking his torso clean, humming as he laps at the stickiness and runs his hands at his sides, causing more little trembles to shoot through his still sensitive body. Jeongguk gasps and brings his hands to Taehyung’s hair when he latches on a nipple and drags his teeth over the bud, making it click against the metal of his piercing. 

Soon Jeongguk starts whining again, his cock kicking back to life as Taehyung messes with such a sensitive spot, pinching and sucking them so deliciously his eyes roll back. ‘’Taehyungie, please, I-’’ He’s startled when Taehyung groans deep against his chest, feeling it rumbling through his bones. The man pounces on him, swiping away the excessive amount of spit all over his mouth and chin with his arm before kissing the corner of his mouth. 

‘’Repeat after me, baby. Two .’’ He pecks the little mole under Jeongguk’s lips and looks down at him, eyes so blown out he can’t even make up his irises. It makes him feel so fucking vulnerable, the way Taehyung has him pinned down only by his dark gaze while one of his hands gently brushes his sweaty hair back. 

‘’Hm?’’ Jeongguk knows it sounded like a command, like he’s not supposed to be questioning it, but it seems like his hyung understands his mind is just a little too fuzzy right now. 

‘’Just say it, pretty.’’ He nuzzles Jeongguk’s neck, mouthing at his jaw as he waits for him to catch up. 

‘’Two, hyungie.’’ 

Taehyung looks up through his long lashes, a voracious grin splitting through his face as he growls into Jeongguk’s ear, biting it and then licking the side of his face just as Jeongguk had done earlier. ‘’That’s my good boy.’’ He then places his arms on both sides of Jeongguk’s head, settling his weigh on top of him before bringing their lips together, leaving closed mouthed kisses on his bottom lip and nipping at it, over and over again until Jeongguk runs out of patience and opens his mouth, waiting expectantly for the elder’s tongue to meet his. 

Forcing his eyes open, he finds Taehyung looking at him with a smirk, obviously enjoying his desperation. ‘’ Tae ... kiss?’’ His brows scrunch up at the lilt in his voice, and Taehyung coos, starting to pepper his entire face with kisses in a sweet manner, sliding one hand to the back of his head to support him and then brushing their lips together softly, tempting him without giving what he truly wants.

Jeongguk slides down his hands to the elder’s waist, letting his legs fall open to the sides while urging him closer and whining again, hoping the tears swelling up in his eyes are enough to show Taehyung how much he needs to be kissed right now. Thankfully, his hyung complies, leaving a kiss on his nose and cheek before running his tongue over Jeongguk’s bottom lip teasingly. 

It’s nice and slow for a while, with Taehyung swiping his tongue longingly on the roof of his mouth and behind his teeth, swallowing down the sweet little sounds he can’t help but make, and humming against his lips. Jeongguk falls pliant as he lets his hyung dictate their pace, twisting their tongues together as he rubs gentle fingers into his scalp, which makes Jeongguk practically purr as he melts under Taehyung’s warmth. He’s not even aware of his own hips moving or his arms circling Taehyung’s neck, mind too occupied with the feeling of their tastes mingling together and how it makes his heart beat erratically inside his chest.

He whimpers as Taehyung bites hard on his plump bottom lip and shoves his tongue down his throat, groaning into his mouth as he starts rocking his hips as well, making it very clear his arousal is still standing heavy and in need of attention as it slides against his own hardening cock. Taehyung pulls away to kiss down his jaw, lightly biting at the juncture where his neck starts and then licking up till the shell of his ear. 

‘’Ready to continue, beautiful?’’ He chuckles deeply at how fast Jeongguk nods, quickly wrapping his legs around Taehyung’s waist and feeling a big hand sliding down his side and thick thigh to squeeze at his ass. ‘’You sure, baby? I won’t go easy on you.’’ 

‘’Don’t want you to…’’ Jeongguk tugs him down, sliding their lips together in a deep kiss while his hyung adjusts them more comfortably and searches around the bed for the lube. The sound of the bottle squirting hits him before the coldness sets in around his entrance, making him whine into Taehyung’s mouth, and then he feels two fingers rubbing around his wet rim before pushing in slowly, testing his reaction. 

The hand Taehyung had behind his head slides down to his nape to hold him securely, thumb brushing on his skin making him shiver while Taehyung keeps kissing all along his neck and shoulders as he aligns himself with Jeongguk’s rim, teasing only the head of his cock inside and making him gasp and tighten his hold around Taehyung’s body. When he is about to complain with a petulant whine for Taehyung to just fuck him already, he feels himself being compleatly filled up, his hyung having pushed in entirely with one swift, smooth motion, making him choke on his own spit in surprise. 

Jeongguk feels soft kisses being planted on his eyelids once again as he tries to relax his muscles and get used to the stretch, which isn’t so hard since he’s already been opened up so well, but still... Taehyung’s cock is insane, so thick and so big, making him feel so thoroughly full he sees stars. And it’s not just that; it’s Taehyung’s weight on top of him, the feeling of his warm skin touching every inch of his. It’s his soft lips pressing loving kisses wherever he can reach, the mumbled praises against his mouth as he tries to breathe in shakily.

‘’That’s it, breathe in slowly for me, darling. You’re so good, bun, so fucking perfect. Hyungie’s perfect boy, aren’t you?” Jeongguk preens at that, hugging Taehyung’s neck and tucking his fingers into his long locks, pulling him closer until their foreheads are glued together and their noses bump softly against one another. 

‘’Only for h-hyungie.’’ 

‘’That’s right, baby. You’re mine.’’ 

‘’Mhmm... You can move now, Taetae. Please move, wanna feel you.’’ Taehyung’s hand feels up his thigh, grabbing and squeezing the flesh as Jeongguk sighs against his lips and closes his eyes again, feeling his hyung’s cock slowly sliding out of him.

And then his mouth hangs open in a silent scream when Taehyung starts thrusting into him, setting a fast, brutal pace that has him panting and whining, his walls burning as he feels Taehyung’s cock dragging deliciously inside them. He swears he can feel every bulging vein as he clenches, making Taehyung groan as he hides his face in Jeongguk’s neck. 

‘’How are you still so tight... fuck .’’ Taehyung’s hips pound against his ass, the sound of his balls so filthy as they hit the mess of lube dripping down his cheeks. He pulls on Taehyung’s hair to kiss him again, their teeth clashing in the process, but soon they’re both moaning into each other’s mouths, swollen lips being bitten into as they chase for contact. 

‘’Shit, hyungie, feels s-so good-hmmm…’’ Taehyung never lets his hand stop teasing him, running his fingertips on his thigh and leg, closing it around his ankle before making its way to his ass again. He alternates between that and pinching his nipples, leaving him a babbling mess as his pace only increases, thrusts hitting deeper and deeper. Jeongguk’s cock that’s pressed in between their stomachs is already dripping wet, and although the littlest of stimulation is almost frustrating, he’s still sensitive enough that it feels good. 

Jeongguk loses himself in the squelching noise between them, gripping the hair tangled on his fingers with a lot more force than he realises, too focused on the way he’s quickly getting closer again and how Taehyung’s teeth feel dragging on his collarbones. Pain settles into his flesh when Taehyung bites down hard on his shoulder, keeping his teeth sunk there for a long while before letting go and licking at the spot. It’s only when the taste of blood fills his mouth that he notices he’s bitten the inside of his cheek as Taehyung marked him, and before his mind can even process the pain he should be feeling, he’s being jostled, legs pushed up to his chest and over Taehyung’s shoulders as the man bends him in half. 

His hyung hasn’t even slipped out with how easily he went, and he compliments Jeongguk’s flexibility, mumbling it into his ear how good he’s being before he begins moving again, slower now, making Jeongguk feel every single inch as he slides in, so deep, the tip further abusing his sensitive prostate. 

Taehyung’s big hands wrap around his thighs to pull him down, making him meet his thrusts and punctuating his moans; overwhelmed little sounds coming out breathless and high pitch as his limbs tremble and his toes curl behind Taehyung’s head. His arms are clinging desperately to his hyung’s neck, nails scratching his tan, sweaty skin as his eyes roll back. Then Taehyung shifts, dipping the mattress with his weight as he closes the small gap between their bodies and goes feral. 

He thrusts hard and fast, turning his head to the sides to nip at Jeongguk’s forearms and legs as he moans deep and breathes heavily through his nose, sending Jeongguk’s mind reeling as he knocks harshly into his sweet spot with no mercy, shaping his length deep inside him. Fingertips dig into his thighs one last time before his hands are sliding down to hold him by his ass, kneading the flesh as he keeps on fucking in and out of Jeongguk with yearning.

Jeongguk blinks rapidly, wet eyelashes impairing his vision as he tries looking down to catch any glimpse of Taehyung’s cock being engulfed by him, noting how he’s not the only one caught up in that desire, his hyung’s brows furrowed as he also looks down, enchanted, where their bodies connect so perfectly. ‘’Oh, fuck... fuck, Tae …’’ 

It seems as his voice breaks Taehyung out of it, head suddenly snapping up so their gazes lock together and he keeps ramming into him, dark eyes silently telling Jeongguk to give in, that it’s okay to let go. And so he does, holding the weight of Taehyung’s will over him, face scrunching up as waves of pleasure rush through him, embedded in his bloodstream and twisting his insides. 

Taehyung swallows his choked out moan, messily connecting their mouths as Jeongguk clenches and brings his hyung along with him, breathing in Taehyung’s broken cry in turn as he feels warmth spreading inside his walls, the man’s movements coming to a halt as he fully buries himself inside Jeongguk with one last hard thrust. 

He leaves sweet little pecks on Taehyung’s lips as they breathe heavily against each other, his hyung still tightly holding onto him as they wait for the shaking waves running through their bodies to subside. After a few minutes of silence, with Jeongguk caressing Taehyung’s nape as the elder sweetly kisses his temples, humming into his skin, Taehyung slowly eases out of him, helping him move his legs down in a careful, delicate way. 

A sudden coldness hits him as he hears Taehyung shuffling around the bed, so he crosses his arms over his chest, hands tucked under his chin as he lazily opens his eyes to see his hyung holding the thin blanket they had used to cover themselves the night before. He uses it to quickly clean Jeongguk’s stomach, sending him a wink when their eyes meet, and watches silently as Taehyung carefully taps his legs open and wipes down his thighs and around his rim, wincing a tiny bit when Taehyung touches his soft, sensitive cock. 

Throwing the blanket off to the side, Taehyung climbs over him until they're face to face, hovering with his hands beside his head. Jeongguk goes slightly cross-eyed as he continues watching intently when Taehyung drops a kiss to his nose, then presses their lips together before mumbling against his mouth. ‘’Go on, lovely. Three. ’’ 

He groans in complaint, kind of already expecting this, but not any less embarrassed about it, and pouts, voice coming out barely above a whisper. ‘’Three, hyungie.’’ It makes Taehyung smile cheekily, nuzzling softly at the mark he’d left on Jeongguk’s shoulder. ‘’Aren’t you gonna tell me why we’re counting for... ?’’ 

Bringing his hands up, he runs them softly over his hyung’s back, pleased at the shiver it causes, feeling his own scratching marks all over the slippery, sweaty skin. He wonders if they burn as he touches it, and if Taehyung enjoys the feeling as much as he does. 

Taehyung smirks, looking into his eyes as he drops down and flicks his tongue over his pierced nipple, drawing a surprised gasp out of him. ‘’Oh my... haven’t you figured it out yet, baby?’’ Jeongguk shakes his head, hypnotized by the way the elder spits on the bud and spreads it out with his tongue, lapping all around it and bringing the wetness across his chest to his other nipple. ‘’Hmm. That’s too bad, then. For you…’’ 

Back arching off the mattress, Jeongguk lets out a breathy moan when Taehyung sucks on his right nipple, lightly biting it as it hardens in a way that distracts him of the hand coming up to his left, so when the man presses the two beads of his piercing in between his fingers and tugs, Jeongguk almost jumps up off the bed, eyes shutting tightly as he whimpers and squirms under his hyung. 

It’s not fucking fair how he’s already chubbing up, compleately gone by the way Taehyung switches between his two perked nipples like he can’t get enough of it, giving special attention to the left one as it brings out throaty sounds from within his chest and chuckling agaisnt his skin when his legs and hips keep jerking up uncontrollably. 

With a string of saliva attached to his mouth, Taehyung shifts up to connect their lips together, still pinching and dragging his nails on his left nipple, making him whine and draw more marks in his hyung’s back. ‘’Such a sensitive spot, isn’t it? I’ve always wanted to play with them, baby. Make my poor little bunny come just from this…’’ 

‘’ Tae… ’’

‘’What? Is that what you want, pretty?’’ 

‘’Hmmm, w-want you.’’ Taehyung deepens their kiss then, swirling their tongues together as he keeps moaning into the elder’s mouth, chest already raising and falling quickly as his body falls apart just from Taehyung's fingers playing with him. 

His arms wrap around Taehyung when the latter straightens up on his knees and brings him to his lap, strong hands under his thighs as he turns them on the bed and lays him down near the headboard, tucking one pillow under his head and another under his lower back. 

Jeongguk melts under the glinting eyes that roam appreciatively over his entire body; the smile that grows on the elder’s face when he notices the blush adorning his face and neck, and especially, the way he manhandles Jeongguk’s limp body to lay on his tummy, face pressed into the pillow and legs spread out. 

He gulps when Taehyung’s hands close around his ankles, applying pressure to his skin and then sliding up his calves, so very slowly it has him sighing heavily in anticipation. His knuckles caress the back of Jeongguk’s knees and then go down his legs again, until he presses them on the soles of his feet and tickles him for a second, urging a huff mumbled into the pillow as Jeongguk giggles. 

" Stop …" The elder snorts behind him, moving his hands up again and squeezing the back of his thighs. It makes Jeongguk press down, hard cock rubbing into the pillow making him bite his lip hard so as to not start humping it, wanting to be a good boy for his hyung. Closing his eyes, he feels the gentle brush of Taehyung’s fingertips on his bum; only a brief, light touch before it disappears. For a moment, nothing happens, and just as he’s about to turn his head back to see if something’s wrong, he feels Taehyung’s teeth sinking into his flesh, biting down hard on his asscheek and making him whimper. 

His previous resolve melts away as his hyung’s hands cup the globes of his ass and squeezes them, biting into his soft skin and giving him no other option but to rock his hips against the pillow underneath him. Taehyung keeps humming behind him, dropping kisses in between harsh bites as his hands roam around to his hips and thighs before going back to their rightful place, thumbs pressing in and pushing down at the crease where his ass meets his thighs. Jeongguk finds himself moaning and getting so close so fast, hands gripping at the first pillow in need of support as Taehyung continues to grope and bite him like he’s actually trying to eat him alive.

When his moans start getting too high and his movements too urgent, Taehyung stops what he’s doing and pulls away, not touching him at all. Jeongguk tightly hugs the pillow and buries his face in it, ashamed of how easily and fast he let himself be affected like that... His cock is still leaking as he tries to calm his hips down, breathing raggedly, and although he’s already feeling truly spent, it’s like Taehyung just knows how to push the right buttons and toy with his body in a way that continues to make him chase his high like an unbridled, needy baby. He’s suddenly not so sure if he can survive Taehyung testing his limits like this, and wonders what’s gonna be left of him if he keeps unfurling such raw emotions.

He feels Taehyung’s presence as it gets heavier over him then, his fingers tapping rapidly at Jeongguk’s side until it reaches his ribs and he spreads his palms over warm skin in a firmer touch, making his muscles tense up. Soft lips start kissing up his spine then, pressing over each little bone longingly as he squirms and mewls, biting his overwhelmed little sounds into the pillow. It’s when Taehyung’s warm breath hits the back of his neck that he trembles, expectantly.

‘’What am I gonna do with you, huh?’’ Taehyung hums, dragging his lips on his nape and kissing over his shoulders blades, setting his skin on fire as he grips firmly onto his hips and lifts his lower body up roughly like he wants it, positioning himself right behind him, broad chest connecting to his broad back, both their skins glueing hotly together, still warm and sweaty. 

Jeongguk’s sure his pale skin is flushed all over as Taehyung licks the sweat off his neck, letting his tongue travel languidly over his pulse point as he keeps his face hidden in the pillow, his cheekbone stinging from the pressure on top of him. He doesn’t dare move, much less try to speak, knowing he wouldn’t be able to formulate anything even close to coherent in this state. Taehyung’s the one to break the sound of their labored breaths as he sucks behind his ear, making his eyes cross and roll to the back of his head behind closed lids. ‘’Do you think you can count some more for me, beautiful? Will you do that for hyungie, baby boy...?’’ 

He can only groan and nod his head with some difficulty, feeling the drool pooling at the pillow spread over his face as he does. ‘’Hmm, you need to use your words, baby.’’ And it’s maddening, really, how Taehyung thinks he’s strong enough to do that when he’s barely aware of his surroundings, head so fucking fuzzy with they way he has his face burrowed down and ass presented to his man like the perfect little doll he is. 

Whining, he wiggles back into his hyung, who in turn slides his hands down from his hips to his thighs, spreading them further apart and helping him get settled more comfortably on his knees. Taehyung trails his left hand up his body, pressing his palm down on his arched back on its way until he buries his long fingers through his hair, carefully bunching them up in his grip before pulling his head back and forcing him to let go of the pillow to use his arms for support. 

‘’Come on now, I know it feels like a lot, baby, but you can do it, right? You’re such a good boy.’’ Taehyung’s right hand settles on his waist, thumbing at his skin soothingly as his other tugs harder on his hair and makes him whine from the delicious burn on his scalp. 

‘’I- Yes , I’m good, hyungie…’’ Jeongguk quickly throws the pillow out of his way and plants his open palms on the mattress, staying put on all fours like Taehyung wants and blinking his eyes open in search of something to focus on, needing to keep his mind as clear as he possibly can in order to do this. His gaze falls onto the discarded ropes and he sticks to them like a lifeline, feeling Taehyung’s watchful eyes on him.

‘’Yes you are, baby.’’ Taehyung puts some distance between their bodies, which makes his eyes water as he bites on the inside of his cheek, but his hands are still proud and possessive on him, unknowingly serving as a reality check that keeps his heart from splitting into two. ‘’Make sure to count each one, baby, unless you want me to start all over again.’’ And oh , his slowly melting mind starts to catch up now, buzzing in expectation as his heart almost jumps out of his throat. 

The first hit already makes him forget his own name, back bending as he feels the meat of his ass jiggling under Taehyung’s palm and voice breaking into a cry. Eyes falling shut, he forces himself to mutter a low one , receiving an approving hum in response as he relaxes back in position with his hyung’s hand caressing his burning flesh. ‘’Ah, that’s a good bun.’’ 

Taehyung’s hand comes down on him again, over the same spot, hard and unforgiving; he rejoices in the loud smacking sound that resonates through the room and rattles his skin as he whimpers and feels his whole body cramping up, belatedly remembering to utter the second count. Taehyung tuts behind him, pinching his ass and pulling at his hair until he’s facing the ceiling, bottom lip quivering as he feels the tears escaping through his shut eyes.

‘’Go on, pretty, make me proud…’’ He’s hit twice then, even harder and in rapid succession, his jaw going slack and mouth falling open in a broken scream; his body hunches forward, fingers crumpling the sheet beneath them as he heavily exhales all the air from his lungs.

‘’T-Three... and four, fuck -’’ 

Whimpers keep falling from his open lips as he tries to breathe in some sense into his brain, his knees shaking when Taehyung grazes his fingers close to his hole, making him gasp and twitch. 

Suddenly draping over him, Taehyung bites down on his ear as his hardness pokes him in the ass, hand traveling under Jeongguk’s arm to slide up his chest, slowly making its way to his neck and completely wrapping his throat in a loose hold. His mind slips further away from him when Taehyung mumbles a good boy into his ear and starts adding pressure to his fingers, squeezing at the sides of his neck with precision for a few seconds. He swallows heavily when the man lets go, feeling him wipe away some of the tears from his face as he kisses his neck sweetly and nuzzles into his hair. 

Jeongguk’s arms tremble as he fights to keep himself propped up, his own heartbeat pounding in his ears as he silently prays for Taehyung to take his breath away again, preferably for longer. ‘’ Tae ... please .’’ 

‘’Tell me what you want, baby.’’ Jeongguk moans when he tries craning his head to the side, the unyielding grip Taehyung has on his hair forcing him to whine until his hyung bends closer to his face to look at him. 

Jeongguk sighs heavily when Taehyung joins their lips together, relief washing over him as he feels his hyung softly sucking on his bottom lip before pulling back and dropping a kiss to his nose, humming in question. 

‘’More.’’ It’s all he can formulate, knowing Taehyung will get the message. And fuck, he feels so glad when Taehyung kisses him again and moves his hand back to his throat, immediately making him choke against his lips when he presses his fingers hard on the sides and keeps his intense eyes on him as his own flutter shut, welcoming the black spots that swim behind his eyelids as his head pounds and he struggles to breathe. 

Unconsciously bringing his hand up to hold onto Taehyung’s forearm, his muscles start to spasm, mouth hanging loosely open as the tightening in his tummy builds up, clawing at his insides and making him whine longingly; a low, strangled sound that vibrates through his and Taehyung’s hands. He faintly registers his hyung’s voice murmuring something before the pressure leaves him and he falls limp. 

Taehyung's arm around his torso is the only thing still holding him up, and after he secures his hand on the bed again, the man pulls back. Before he even has a second to catch his breath or complain at the lack of contact, Taehyung’s hand connects to his ass again, this time on the side he hadn’t spanked yet, and Jeongguk’s arms give out as he collapses face first into the mattress. 

He hopes with everything in him that Taehyung hears the weak little five he whispers, as well as the following two counts he mumbles with his face squished against the bed as his hyung hits him once on each cheek. Jeongguk sniffs when his hyung’s fingers caress his skin, drawing circular patterns that help him breathe easier as he arches his body a little more, giving the go for Taehyung to continue, to do as he pleases. 

He’s startled when the constant pull on his hair softens and Taehyung’s hand slides to brush the locks that had fallen over his face aside, covering his body again for a second to grab him under the arms and straighten him out. Taehyung secures his left hand around his throat again, telling him to hold on; so he does just that, with both hands gripping the man’s arm as he feels two more hard hits that rock his whole body forward and make him shed new tears as he whimpers. 

It’s like Taehyung waits for him to count them to start moving again, right hand coming up to his mouth and making him suck on two fingers. When he tries to instinctively swallow the excess saliva accumulated in his mouth, Taehyung forces the hand on his throat and promptly makes him choke, gagging sounds and all, spit messily spilling all over Taehyung’s hand and down his chin while his cock twitches against his stomach. 

Taehyung coos down at him while dragging his fingers to his nipple, spreading the wetness around and twisting it, eliciting a drawn out moan from his lips as he squirms in Taehyung’s hold. He takes his time in driving Jeongguk fucking insane, toying with both his nipples and lapping at his tears when he tugs on his piercing just right. He feels so close, his stomach clenching so hard, but when he starts panting and whining too high, Taehyung stops and holds him tight, dragging him back down again. 

His clouded mind barely keeps up with Taehyung’s ministrations, letting himself be pushed and pulled however his hyung desires; so his mouth is perfectly ready for when Taehyung shoves four fingers pass his lips, tongue lolling out to lick between them before sucking on the digits with fervor. "Awn, look at you… You look so beautiful like that, baby’’

Taehyung presses his fingers down on his tongue harshly, the tips brushing at the back of his throat as more drool slips from his lax mouth. He’s vaguely aware of the warmth hitting his tummy as his cock leaks, and when Taehyung lowers his hand again, he briefly thinks the man could take pity on him and aid him with that. His hyung must sense his frustration then, his soft laughter against Jeongguk’s ear sounding low and dark as he leads his hand downward and back to slip between his cheeks and into his hole. 

Too easily, four fingers start filling him up, nice and slow; his head toppling back into Taehyung’s shoulder as he whines in pleasure, eyes fluttering beyond his control. If from now on his life consisted of having Taehyung inside him, in any way possible, Jeongguk knew he would die a happy man. He’d always imagined this; how would his hyung’s fingers feel on him; how fast his heart would beat from having Taehyung’s cock buried in him. And nothing could have actually prepared him for how astronomically better this really feels. How fucking hard everything in him soars in pure, unadulterated bliss.

Seemingly unaware of his own muttering, Jeongguk digs his nails into the flesh of Taehyung’s arm and cries out when the latter thrusts his fingers in and out, knuckles getting caught on his rim now and then, making him dizzy. Feeling up all around his walls, Taehyung nips on his shoulder, allowing the pressure of his left hand on his neck to increase steadily. 

Adding up all of these sensations makes him feel like his heart might explode; his blood pumping loud in his veins as the flow to his brain lessens and everything starts spinning. Jeongguk whimpers when he’s left empty once again, sniffling and trying to contain his tears when Taehyung quickly pinches his nipple, and it all builds up, too much, too fast. 

Gripping at his ass to spread him, his thick muscle caught between long fingers, Taehyung pushes his hard cock inside him in one go, just as his other hand tightens and cuts off his air entirely. His hyung stays unmoving, sheathed deep while Jeongguk clenches up his whole body, mouth ajar as he chokes up. Every single pore on his skin tingles, limbs trembling as he slips down into darkness; and then he jolts as Taehyung’s slap burns against his face, drawing more and more tears from his eyes. 

Seconds feel like an eternity while waves of electricity zip through his mind, and he thinks about tapping out, hands twitching on Taehyung’s forearm where his fingers are tightly locked into; but just before he gives in, the grip on his neck loosens and air invades his lungs as he desperately gasps and feels his hair being tugged on. This amazing, euphoric feeling spreads through him, seeping from his head to his toes in a rush that takes him higher than he’s ever been before, only brought even further when Taehyung quickly slips out of him to land his big hand hard, so hard , against his ass at the same time that he bottoms out one more time. 

There’s absolutely nothing he can do but wait as his mind spins and his climax crashes into him at full speed, body shaking as all his muscles contract. The only sounds he can hear besides the white noise pounding in his ears is his own heavy breathing and Taehyung’s low groans against his neck. A sharp sting of a bite seeps through his skin, right atop his jugular, lips sucking around where Taehyung gnaws and abuses his flesh.

The pain only seems to prolong the intensity of the mind numbing pleasure coursing through his veins, and Taehyung hums contently, teeth dragging from side to side over his skin as Jeongguk’s body thrashes against him. As the last thin spurts of come hits his abs, Jeongguk whimpers softly, his aching throat feeling like sandpaper when he swallows, overwhelmed. Not able to stand the dragging weight of his own spent, limp body any longer, he falls back into Taehyung’s lap, legs open and bent at his sides. 

Taehyung follows with his own body, cock still fully inside him, and supports him tightly by circling his arms around his chest and belly, fingers working to softly caress his shivering skin while he licks over the bite on his neck. He rests his arms over Taehyung’s in a lazy, slow manner, tilting his head to the side with his eyes still closed, and pouts. 

Begrudgingly rubbing over his eyes to open them when Taehyung takes too long to say anything or kiss him, he’s met with a smile that stuns him for a moment. It’s too fond, too pretty; it makes him blink dazely as he switches his gaze from those beautifully stretched lips to Taehyung’s almond shaped eyes, the same ones that are looking straight back at him with a blinding gleam. ‘’Hi there, pretty.’’

And, he always had a thing for Taehyung’s voice, that’s true; he’d been enthralled by it from the very moment the man had first greeted him... Right now though, hearing his deep, soothing tone spoken so softly, directed at him and him only , sends Jeongguk’s mind reeling. Taehyung’s voice makes him feel like he’s being covered by the softest, most comforting silk blanket ever; it makes him melt like the most delicate, smallest snowflake under the sunlight. In this moment, at the state he’s in, it affects him more than it ever has before. 

Unsurprisingly, the familiar burn in his eyes comes back full force, while his body is still twitching sporadically. Taehyung’s expression softens beyond what he thought possible, and his hand comes up to cup Jeongguk’s face in a featherlight touch, thumb gently sweeping under his eye in meeting with the single drop that slowly flows over his waterline. 

‘’ Baby …I need you to say it.’’ He wants to ask what; why Taehyung looks so hopeful as he waits for him to understand. 

‘’I-I’m okay, Tae.’’ His voice comes out rough, so he clears his throat, trying again. ‘’Um... It’s four , right hyungie?’’ Jeongguk blinks expectantly, confused when his hyung just sighs heavily and looks down to his lips. 

‘’Yeah, baby. That's right.’’ Tracing his fingers down to his chin, Taehyung just observes him for a while, the arm on his tummy tightening his hold a little more until he’s wrapping Jeongguk’s waist in his hand and lightly squeezing it. ‘’Are you really okay, bun?’’

‘’Yes, I’m-’’ He’s cut off by Taehyung’s thumb pressing down on his bottom lip, irises almost entirely black as he watches intently how it bounces back into place when he trails a path down his chin and neck, applying some light pressure when it reaches his Adam’s apple. 

Moving swiftly to seize his nape, Taehyung brings his head forward and crashes his lips into him, immediately entering his mouth in a desperate way, the abrupt change in his actions giving Jeongguk whiplash as he whines and falls pliant, his arm coming up to hold the back of Taehyung’s head to urge him closer. 

They hum into each other's mouths, tongues languidly working together as he tastes the saltiness of his own tears; he feels a hand slowly creeping up from his nape and seeping through the strands of his hair, Taehyung’s fingers splaying to support his head as he just takes and and steadily ignites this want from deep within him in a way that apparently only he can. 

In no time, Jeongguk already feels his entire body buzzing, responding to every little press of touch, every deep, low sound coming from the man’s throat, and how the heaviness of his tongue inside his mouth has him panting and moaning all over again. At a particularly thrilling tug of his hair, one that forces his head back and exposes his neck to Taehyung’s heavenly mouth, his hips buck, reminding him of his hyung’s arousal still seated deep inside and stretching him to the fullest.

Gasping and squirming, he instinctively starts rolling his hips while Taehyung sucks kisses into the side of his neck, the fiery pit in his belly quickly setting alight when he’s jerked forward and then pushed down almost violently, manhandled into position by Taehyung’s possessive hands. He ends up sprawled on his tummy like before, with his face squished against the mattress and a pillow propping his hips up; only now, Taehyung weights him down, cock ramming into his prostate when he starts pounding inside Jeongguk. 

Taehyung moves his legs together so he can straddle his thighs and keep thrusting, grabbing his arms and moving them back until he has him pinned down, one hand tightly holding both of his wrists together on his lower back while the other grips his hair. Despite the ache in his throat, Jeongguk cries out; despite the exhaustion deep in his bones, his body still answers back, hips bucking into the pillow as his hole clenches around Taehyung. 

No matter how spent and dry he feels inside, in more ways than just one, Jeongguk still feels wetness spilling down his face, from both his eyes and mouth; he still feels his cock kicking between his stomach and the softness of the pillow underneath him. His eyes still roll back as he feels Taehyung, breathless and growling against his ear, splitting him apart and carving his way into his very core. 

His body bounces against the bed at every motion of Taehyung’s hips hitting his ass, and he whines at the feeling of his hyung’s fingers seeping through his locks and forcefully pulling on them before his hand trails down to grip into the thick muscle of his ass and spread his cheeks, probably getting a better view of his gaping hole as it swallows him down. ‘’ Fuckfuckfuck... Tae, hmmmm .’’ 

‘’You take me so fucking well, baby, fuck .’’ Their broken voices and heavy breaths blend together as Taehyung rests his forehead against his temple, his hand sliding under Jeongguk’s body to latch onto his nipple. Chest glued to his back, still bonding Jeongguk’s wrists between them, Taehyung sets off then, increasing the pace of his thrusts.

Moans turning into borderline screaming, Jeongguk feels like he’s losing his senses when Taehyung pushes harder, most probably bulging out his tummy as he hits deeper and purposefully meaner, knocking the already lacking air completely out of his lungs. It’s when Taehyung continues to murmur sweet praises right against his skin and slows his pace down that he goes quieter, panting out broken little cries as these sudden waves of adoration wash through his body and make him shudder.

‘’You’re so good, bun... So perfect and so mine .’’ One . He whines, toes curling and uncurling in a soothing pattern. ‘’You can’t ever get rid of me, you know that? Shit, I can't live without you, baby.’’ Two. Taehyung rubs and pinches over his nipple as his cock drags torturously slowly against his walls, groaning when Jeongguk trembles and contracts his muscles. ‘’So tight for me, pretty... So goddamn thigh and warm …’’ The third wave snaps through him, a staggering fuzziness wholly surrounding him as his clouded mind slips far, far away. 

With the slight notion that he’d never let himself slip so far and so deep, Jeongguk had been holding onto that subtle, flimsy string securing him to the surface until now; be that as it may, of course Taehyung would be the one gradually guiding his way to the bottom, all the while draping him in warmth, care and so, so much love. So, as scared as he could be at this moment, taking residence under Taehyung’s bearing, he only actually feels thoroughly and apodictically safe.  

And as much as he tries to voice this aloud, wants to make it as known as possible to Taehyung how fucking ecstatic his hyung makes him feel, he keeps choking up, too shaken with the satiety rippling through his insides and how Taehyung keeps kissing and nuzzling into his neck. ‘Fuck, baby, your smell drives me fucking insane. Your taste, y-your everything.’’ Four . Taehyung’s hips keep pounding strong and deep into him, then he’s quickly moving Jeongguk’s arms again to place them down on the bed beside his own head with their fingers interlaced.

Almost crushing Jeongguk’s ribs with the force of his weight coming down on him, his hyung presses impossibly closer, leaning his head down so he can sloppily kiss the corner of Jeongguk’s mouth as he groans. Jeongguk tries to remember how to breathe, holding on to the comforting heat surrounding him and keeping him sane. 

His guts start twisting as Taehyung’s cock slams into his exploited, sensitive prostate dead on, over and over and over again, making his limbs go lax, his mouth following next; and then Jeongguk loses it, groaning roughly, deep and untamed, when he feels Taehyung lapping at the string of drool spilling from his mouth before he sinks his teeth in Jeongguk’s bottom lip. The sharp pain of the bite floods through his nerves, intensifying as his hyung pulls at his flesh and sucks it into his mouth, drawing an unstrained moan from him at the smell and warm feel of his own blood between them. 

Taehyung hums, soothing his aching lip with gentle swipes of his tongue and curling his fingers through his, nails digging at his palm; his hyung starts nipping at his ear again, both of them panting in tandem with the sway of their attached bodies, the bed dipping underneath him while Taehyung brings him closer to fainting with the way he urges yet another peak of devastating sensations that wreck through his every cell. 

He cries out Taehyung’s name, not even noticing how bad he’s shaking until the elder embraces him, arms wrapping around his middle and aligning their hips at an angle; and fuck , he’s never felt this fucking good in his life before. With Taehyung growling and shaping bruising marks into his neck, his navel bursts into flames, raging higher and higher when a deep voice fues it even further. "Fucking love my baby. Love making you mine … Come one more time for me, pretty…" The fifth wave knocks him over, Taehyung's words infuriatingly squeezing his heart.

And yeah, at this point, Taehyung’s wish really is his command; he's all that exists in his mind, all that reigns in the depth of his being, and all that controls his body right now. It's to the feel of Taehyung's lips sucking into his skin that he comes, dry and almost painfully hard; it's to Taehyung’s cock dragging deliciously deep inside him and milking out his orgasm that he uncontrollably shudders, fisting the sheets and whimpering; and it's to Taehyung using him with a few more erratic thrusts and holding him tight that he feels completed. Wholeheartedly sated and intoxicated by Taehyung. 

Taehyung.

Taehyung.

Taehyung. Tae- "What, baby? Is something wrong? Did I hurt you?" 

Jeongguk whines, wearily repeating the only word swimming through his fuzzy mind, body leaden with exhaustion and totally beyond his grasp. Feeling kisses being peppered onto his face and his hair being caressed, he hisses when Taehyung slowly starts moving, immediately panicking and trying to reach behind himself with his arms, head shaking desperately. " No… hyungie, no… " 

‘’Shhh, I’m not going anywhere, you’re fine…’’ 

But no, Jeongguk doesn’t feel fine. For some reason, he can’t even stand the thought of Taehyung moving away from him and not being as close as he can; can’t stand the feeling of them separating themselves even a inch apart now that he’s in such a vulnerable, deep headspace, heart still caught in his throat while Taehyung’s words are playing on a loop in his head. So, clenching his muscles and gripping at the back of Taehyung’s thigh to keep him in place, Jeongguk whines again, eyebrows scrunched up in a silent plea for understanding. 

‘’Shit, okay. I’ll stay right here, bun, don't worry." Taehyung kisses between his brows and makes his way down to his mouth, dropping sweet pecks on his lips that he can’t even respond to, too busy melting against the mattress as he feels Taehyung covering his whole body and tightening his arms around him. 

They stay like that for a while, surrounded by comfortable silence, Taehyung’s hot breath hitting his nape while his heart slowly calms down, following the strong, steady beat of Taehyung’s rooted against his back. His skin rises in goosebumps when he feels Taehyung’s lips and nose softly tracing back and forth over his shoulder blades, humming as he breathes in close to his neck and lingers there for a while. 

Having his hyung’s weight on top of him feels entirely too good; makes him feel so many things at once, and he can practically feel himself slowly dozing off, too boneless to fight against it. Very carefully, almost as if handling a scared, injured little animal, Taehyung turns them on their sides, one arm sliding under Jeongguk’s neck and curling his hand into his hair, rubbing at his scalp gently and calmly as he hides his face in the crook where his neck meets his shoulder, and pulls him closer with his other arm. 

Jeongguk takes his hyung’s hand on his chest with both of his, switching between holding onto it tightly against his skin and playing with their fingers, the smooth feeling of their legs and feet tangling together slowly calming him down by the second. With Taehyung’s soft kisses pressed into his neck and the way his warm breathing and presence guides him down to reality, he’s able to open his eyes, thinking more clearly now, suddenly being hit with the urge to turn around and have Taehyung’s lips on his. 

He winces as he tries to move, and Taehyung quickly stops him, tracing slow kisses along the line of his jaw. 

‘’I’m gonna pull out now, okay?’’ 

Jeongguk can only answer with a hum, squeezing Taehyung’s hand when he feels it, breathing out deep and trying not to whine as he’s left empty, the warm mess slowly gliding out of him making him feel strangely giddy with affection. Wasting no time and turning around, he encloses himself in the cocoon that is Taehyung’s hold, hands glued to the hyung’s chest as he burrows his face in Taehyung’s neck and feels soft lips on his forehead. 

‘’ Ggukie …’’ 

‘’Hm?’’ 

"You're with me, right?" 

When he lazily lifts his face to look at his hyung, he finds Taehyung’s lovely eyes covered in a mist of apprehension, a clear sense of uncertainty and even fear swimming behind his brown irises in a way that makes Jeongguk’s heart drop down to his gut. And he understands what that’s like; he’s been torn with those same feelings this whole time, even though they had simmered down steadily as he let himself be submerged in Taehyung’s care, his voice, his touch... 

If there’s one thing he knows , it’s what it feels like to want something so bad for so long, and feeling like it can’t really be true when he finally has it; it feels too surreal, too perfect. And what he finds himself fearing right now it’s the realization that it can be taken away from him. 

He won’t let that happen though, he just can’t let this go. Wouldn’t ever be able to let Taehyung go before, but will cling even more desperately now that he’s tasted real happiness; that what he always figured would be just a nice connection capable of satisfying his desires has proven to be everything he never knew how much he needed. A part of him has always been scared of the attachment he’d developed so deeply for Taehyung, and maybe that’s why he always treated this whole mess of feelings as something so carnal and unattainable, something that would simply always be out of his reach. 

 The other part though, the one that feels elated at being so close to his hyung, so incredibly cozy at feeling how their bond wasn’t something out of his imagination this whole time and keeps humming softly in his mind, pleased and relaxed, is telling him to leave all these stupid doubts behind and give in completealy.

Jeongguk wants to say so many things; wants to tell him how long he's been waiting to have Taehyung like this, to be fully honest with his hyung about his feelings. It just feels a little hard to do that right now, and he's never been too good with words, especially with how they seem to escape his grasp in his floaty headspace. So he settles for something simple enough to let Taehyung know this is all he ever wanted and more, making a mental note to say everything else he needs to say later, because they’ll have time. 

‘’ Yes ... I’m with you.’’ Jeongguk gently cups his hyung’s face, holding his gaze with all the warmth he feels inside himself, tilting his head so their noses brush softly against each other. He breathes Taehyung in before he whispers.

 ‘’I’ll still be with you for as long as you’ll have me.’’ 

Jeongguk goes a little cross eyed as he watches Taehyung watching him, cautiously digesting his words. He focuses on the tiny little spot on Taehyung’s waterline, then traces his eyes from one monolid to a double one, thinking of how minutiously thought out every single detail about Taehyung is; how he seems to have been personally created, inch by inch, by the sacred strokes of a deity’s hand.

It may seem a bit egotistical, but Jeongguk can’t help but think how he must fit in this equation; how he’s the one made to appreciate Taehyung to the fullest, to be the one that fits perfectly with him. How their minds and souls sometimes feel like one and the same; twin heartbeats that dance to their own rhythm and always call for one another like particles of dust that travel through the universe but were burst from the same star. 

This is what he thinks those twins particles must explode into when they meet; something just like this amazing fulfillment spreading through his heart when he sees Taehyung smiling with his entire face, eyes crinkling and turning into slits as that enchanting boxy shape of his lips turns his cheeks full and bright. 

They both lean in to close the small space still separating them, connecting their lips together and unable to break off their smiles in the process. Jeongguk giggles when his hyung drags his mouth away to lightly bite at his cheek, making these cute cooing sounds at him like when he plays with babies and puppies. 

‘’Gguk, baby ... I think you should remember those words for your vows when I get you on an altar. What do you think?’’ 

He laughs wholeheartedly as his hand comes up Taehyung’s face to tangle in his dark curls, only stopping when he opens his eyes and sees how serious the man looks, seeming kind of puzzled as he actually waits for an answer. 

A hot trail of something coils from the base of his throat to his navel as he blinks up at his hyung, and he feels like a fish out of water as his breathing falters. Taehyung is not someone who just says stuff he doesn’t mean, he’s never been like that; but Jeongguk still stares at him in disbelief.  

‘’Is it too soon for you? To talk about these things…’’ He continues to stare as Taehyung bites his lip, his long fingers caressing up and down Jeongguk’s naked back, leaving a trail of tingling sensations that seep into his skin and enter his bloodstream until they travel up to his brain, making him see stars. 

Jeongguk shakes his head with determination, sliding impossibly closer and kissing Taehyung again, trying to make him get a taste of all the intrinsic truths of his heart and how much it belongs to him. With each deep press and slide of their lips, Jeongguk lets him in even further; shows him little hidden parts of himself he’s not trying to tuck away anymore. 

‘’Not too soon, no…’’ Jeongguk opens his mouth, trying to embed Taehyung’s taste into his memory with his tongue, sighing at the vibration of their voices as they clash together when they hum contently in unison. ‘’Just… kind of shocked at hearing you say that.’’

Taehyung gives him a peck and spreads his big hand on his lumbar, pressing their warm, sweaty bodies together and smirking. 

‘’Well, you better get used to it, bun.’’ They fall into each other then, chasing after the addicting pace of their kiss while their hands wander around until they find themselves clasped tightly together. It’s intense as much as it is comforting, and Jeongguk fades far away to the sound of his singing heart mixed with Taehyung’s deep groans. He loses all notion of space and time, entirely enamoured with the blissful feeling of his hyung catching him as he falls even harder. 

Until Taehyung’s hand slides down and squeezes his ass, dragging his kiss to Jeongguk’s neck instead and mumbling into his skin in a low, daunting tone. ‘’You’re forgetting something, aren’t you baby?’’ 

His mind dashes all over the place, stumbling at the corners and running after something long forgotten. Taehyung continues to lick down his skin as he grips him with strong hands and rolls their hips together, urging a sudden high whimper of oversensitivity from him and making his vision swim in spots for a moment. 

‘’ Nghhn ... I-I can’t, hyungie.’’ Taehyung sucks at his skin in the dip of his collarbone, tempting fingers threatening to curl around his soft length, and it’s too much for him. ‘’ Please, Tae ... I d-don’t think I can, fuck , do this a-anymore.’’ 

The elder has the audacity to chuckle at him, like he hasn’t almost made him faint countless times already... Oh. 

‘’So... is five finally enough for my baby bun, hm? I have to say, I’m honestly amazed at you... ‘’ 

Jeongguk grabs him by the face to pull him away from his neck, face burning hot from his hyung’s words. ‘’What type of sick fuckboy thing is this?’’ It only makes Taehyung laugh, eyes shining with amusement from whatever attempt of an angry facade Jeongguk is trying to put on. ‘’Stop laughing at me! What? You’ve been making me count how many times you can make me come, is that it?’’ 

He playfully hits at Taehyung’s chest with his fists, still dying from embarrassment as the elder just tugs him closer and starts peppering wet kisses all over his face. 

‘’I mean… the original idea was how many times it would take for you to beg me to stop, actually.’’ His hyung starts tickling him as he huffs, pretending to be offended, and in no time they’re both rolling around and giggling silly. ‘’Come on! Say it for me, angel.’’ 

‘’Don’t. Wanna.’’ His hyung is punching the air from his lungs, pouting and giving him sad puppy eyes as he tries to fight his hands off. ‘’Tae, s-stop!’’ 

‘’I’ll stop after you say it.’’ 

Jeongguk sighs, going totally still and hugging the elder close by his neck. The latter stops his attacks and looks down at him, serious as he slides his open palms under Jeongguk’s back and presses four fingers in a wave motion into his soft skin.

‘’Fine, whatever. It was five , hyungie.’’ He purposefully lowers his voice as he says it, watching as Taehyung’s eyes darken when he hears it and steals a quick kiss from him. 

‘’Hm, I think that’s a good record to break.’’ 

‘’Ha! You’ll have to give me at least a week to recover first, you pervert.’’ 

‘’Says the one who took advantage of his poor, tied up hyung... ‘’ Taehyung clicks his tongue, faking a disappointment he sees right through, and then he seems to remember something, gasping aloud and looking at him accusatory.  ‘’You... nasty little thing, had the whole thing recorded as well.’’ 

Jeongguk flushes head to toe, groaning and hiding his face into his hyung’s shoulder as the other laughs again, kissing his temple and bringing his hands up to his hair, fingers combing through long locks and making them fall around his head, spread out on the pillow. He gulps when, gathering enough courage, he looks up to see Taehyung watching him intently, a soft, small smile adorning his face. 

‘’Baby, I loved every second, you were literally perfect... So perfect, Ggukie.’’ 

Jeongguk chokes on his words again, quickly wiping at his wet eyelashes and pulling him down into a deep kiss, breathing in Taehyung’s calming scent. The elder forces him to resurface though, eager eyes searching for his shy ones. 

 ‘’You know I meant everything I said, right?’’ He feels those soft eyes boring into his soul, needing him to understand, to believe; in turn, he never wants Taehyung to look that doubtful or self conscious about them the way he is right now, so he pulls him in gently, until they’re breathing each other’s breaths, foreheads connected, gazes locked in a loving exchange. 

‘’I know, hyung. I felt it the whole time.’’ Twin smiles, soft and adoring. ‘’I love you... I feel you.’’ 

Taehyung sighs heavily, closing his eyes and grazing their lips calmy against one another while curling Jeongguk’s hair around his fingers. 

‘’Fuck, I could listen to that for the rest of my life...‘’ Taehyung chuckles, humorless and fleeting, one hand coming down to cup his face in a sweet hold, like he has the most precious of jewels in his grasp and needs to handle it with much care and softness. He caresses Jeongguk’s cheek with his thumb, hushed voice sounding vulnerable. ‘’I love you, and I feel you, Jeongguk. Will you be mine, darling?’’ 

In a split second, his face breaks into a grin, a surprising but incredible joy pumping through him and making him squeal. He thought, hoped that Taehyung would want to be his boyfriend after they went on a few dates and talked more about everything; he genuinely didn’t expect this, even after sharing their feelings so openly. 

He bites at his lip though, acting coy as the elder looks down at him, fondness pouring out of his eyes. ‘’Hmm… If you never call me that again, I will.’’ Jeongguk smiles cheekily at Taehyung’s offended expression, laughing and slapping his shoulder when the elder bites down on his chest. ‘’Hey!’’ 

‘’Hey what? It’s literally your name... ‘’

"For you, I'll allow an occasional Jeonggukie . Less than that, and I'm never talking to you ever again." He smiles sweetly, pecking Taehyung’s lips because he just can't resist that adorable pout of his. 

"Hmm… So that means you won't even accept something like, I don't know, Kim Jeongguk ?" 

A whole swarm of butterflies erupts in his stomach, but he can't admit that, not when the elder is smirking at him with squinted, knowing eyes, so he just swallows them down and brings Taehyung closer again. 

"You better stop that… I'm too emotionally fragile right now, and it's all your fault." Taehyung chuckles against his lips before leaning down and capturing him in a passionate kiss, pouring such determined fierceness into him that sends his mind spinning for a long while, even after the elder pulls away to look down at him and boop his nose sweetly. 

‘’Alright, I’m done teasing you.’’ He pauses, eyes slowly trailing all around Jeongguk’s face, making his ears and neck flush hot and most likely a deep shade of red. ‘’Come on, baby, I’m going to take care of you now. Do you wanna wait here while I run us a bath or do you-’’ He cuts him off abruptly, tightening his arms around Taehyung’s neck and wrapping his legs around his waist.

‘’No! Take me with you. Wanna stay with you, hyung... ‘’ They both chuckle at his hasted tone, sharing goofy, happy smiles, and then Taehyung carefully circles his arms around him to pull them up, holding him securely as he crawls out of the bed and stands to lead them out of the room, ropes and phone long forgotten as he cradles Jeongguk’s head to his chest. 

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