Drama Club | kth.jjk

44.

"F-fuck, oh!"

Seokjin throws his head back, wrapping his legs around Namjoon's waist, feeling the material of Namjoon's shirt on his bare legs. Grunting, Namjoon thrusts even deeper into his boyfriend, tongue poking out from his lips in concentration. He pushes Seokjin further up on the table to fuck his boyfriend at a better angle.

He then begins to thrust a little to the side, lifting the boys legs up to his shoulders, hands pressing down on Seokjin's exposed stomach, feeling the elder's abs flex every time he hits the right spot. Seokjin moans, every thrust of Namjoon's hitting his prostrate dead on.

"Oh my god, I just seen Namjoon's bare ass!" A voice shrieks out from the doorway entry. Namjoon jumps up, Seokjin screaming a little, pushing Namjoon away with a kick before rolling his trousers up, Namjoon doing the same.

The two stare at Jungkook with utter embarrassment and shock, the blonde boy frozen in some sort of disgust.

"Jungkook i-," Seokjin begins before he remembers that it's not a crime to fuck his boyfriend, "bitch just let me fuck in peace it's been a while damn," he drawls out plainly. Jungkook stutters on the spot for a moment or two before he reaches in, grabbing the door handle, "well then..um..continue? I guess?" He says, shutting the door.

After shutting the door, he walks down the hallway, shuddering with disgust each time he remembers the image of Namjoon's ass in his mind. That picture, is not a sight for sore eyes, in fact, Jungkook was sure that if he looked any longer his eyes would begin to bleed.

He continues to walk down the hallway, in search for Taehyung, the main reason why he had walked into the empty classroom in the first place, but Taehyung was nowhere to be found.

And just like Seokjin, Jungkook really needed his boyfriend's dick.

It had been two weeks since the two had made it official with each other, boyfriends, they were boyfriends! Jungkook just couldn't believe it, he could call Kim Taehyung his boyfriend. And everyone knew about it, the whole school knew that Taehyung belonged to Jungkook, and only Jungkook.

However, it had also been two weeks since they last had some action, and with the way they were acting, it was like they were celibate. A feeling that Jungkook didn't want to feel any longer.

He was itching to feel his boyfriend's hands on his body, ready to be penetrated by that big, thick, veiny girth-

"Oh hey Jungkook," Taehyung smiles, walking up to the blonde boy, casually throwing an arm around Jungkook's shoulder, walking with the boy. Jungkook blushes, he's got to stop having borderline sexual fantasies about his boyfriend in public.

"Hey Taehyung," Jungkook says, his grip on his phone tightening. Taehyung eyes Jungkook's pink and flustered cheeks, "what's got you so blushy?" Taehyung mumbles. Jungkook looks up at him, "what? Huh- oh, um... nothing," he manages to get out of himself. He didn't want to seem that desperate. Especially since Taehyung seemed like he was doing well without having sex with Jungkook.

It was like, for the past two weeks, he was avoiding any advances that Jungkook made towards him.

Jungkook presses short but haste kisses up Taehyung's neck, nibbling at the tan skin. Moaning at the taste of the mint haired male's skin. Taehyung chuckles at Jungkook's eagerness, but gently pushes the younger away, "let's finish watching this movie first, why don't we?" He says, before his focus returns back to the television screen. Jungkook frowns a little but nods, throwing some popcorn into his mouth.

The blonde boy waited, expecting a full blown sex session as soon as he saw the credits roll...but nothing. Instead, Taehyung was fast asleep, a little bit of drool on his chin. It was adorable, but not what Jungkook wanted from his man. Another instance,