SECRETS & LIES | VKOOK ✓ [EDITING]

!thirty-two.

!THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURAL CONTENT!

PLEASE, IF YOU FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE READING THIS - SKIP THE CHAPTER. +SOME PARTS OF THE CHAPTER IS WRITTEN BY AN AUTHOR-FRIEND OF MINE.

taehyung flinches at first, eyes opened wide, feeling jeongguk's tongue hungrily sliding inside his lips, arms clinging onto his neck, kissing him feverishly, while taehyung continues to tremble,still unable to process everything that's happening right now. he swore— never don't have drunken s/ex ever again. but who to listen.

it was not feeling that wrongs as he thought it would be. it was actualy feeling right, so fvcking right as if you put the piece you've been searching for your puzzel and now it's completed.

taehyung never wondered if he would be trurly forgiven or not. because for fcks sake he fakes his d/eath in front of everyone. he was disgusted by himself that he had done it. 

and here again, he was in a situation being pinned to the wall with the exact same lover he's been for years before. 

why is he kissing him? why does it feel like he misses him just as much as jeongguk does? it doesn't make sense but he isnt't complaining. he missed it. and over it, it's not supposed to make any sense.

and here again, the whole world was forgotten it ever existed. because it was just the two of them, even drunken to hell with strong alcohol.

''t-the kiss at arcadia..fuck-''taehyung tried to ask lowly, but the moment jeongguk sucked harder on his neck he couldn't keep it back and left a light moan. ''d-do you regret it?'' he asked between his breaths.

''do you think if I regeret it I would be fucking kissing you again and leaving you goddamn hickeys, taehyung?'' jeongguk whispered next to the man's ear, pecking his earlobe.

"what's bothering you, princess?" jeongguk asks, hands automatically landing on taehyung's waist as the other wrapped his arms around his neck, eyer narrowed to the other. 

"I feel like shit." taehyung murmurs against jeongguk's lips as they were so close the could hear the other's breathing. 

"hmm... may I know why?" jeongguk asks, one hand so smoothly moving down to his ass and gently grabbing it.

 "I don't know, I just feel horrible..I'm not a good person, jeongguk." 

"and so am I, as well as everyone in and outside and inside this place. what's wrong with that?" jeongguk says his hand moves again up from his ass to under his shirt and draws circkles with his index finger. ''nobody is a fucking a good person, taehyung.'' he lowly said, again the same close distance.

"everybody's a little evil inside, baby. some more than others each one of us is just as equally fucked up as the other." jeongguk mutteres between their lips, lowly as before

"are you?" taehyung asks. 

"what do you think?" the older smirked, breathing out with his mouth. taehyung immediatelt felt the strong alcohol in the air. 

he then connected their lips again and let jeongguk keep his hands under his shirt, gently drawing over his body as if he was made of glass. because this was their moment, drunk or not. ''whatever happened in the past, leave in the past.'' jeongguk, who actually had a manly ponytail in this moment, whispered to taehyung and licked his lips.

"you're not lying, are you?" taehyung asks, looking intently in jeongguk's eyes, searching to get at least a hint of a lie and found none, none but just a set of bright dark doe eyes; honest, raw and real.

"look at me. do I look like I'm lying to you?" jeongguk asks. 

 "no," the beauty shortly and clearly said, stating his thoughts.

"then believe me taehyung. you. are. fucking. beautiful.", Jeongguk says, foreheads pressed together, breathing the same air, eyes never leaving each other. where in the dark room connected to his office, nobody could see them.

"kiss me, jeongguk." taehyung says, ''kiss me and make love to me as if it's our last moment together.'' and jeongguk found himself doing exactly that. claiming taehyung's lips in a heartbeat, kissing him warm, soft and sweet.

closer.

jeongguk wants to keep taehyung close, he wants to have a taste, he wants to touch. he wants to claim.

to keep him closer as if it's was even possible, in cost of all the years he's been left away in the cruel world without him.

"you want me?" jeongguk cockily asks, voice hoarse and deep, breathless and hungry, revealing all the passion he had kept 'not so' hidden underneath.

"y-yes...I want you. fuck...I want you, jeon jeongguk." taehyung pleaded as he switched their positions, from being pinned to the wall to pinned to the king size bed.

their shirts were removed fast as the lighting, and they were thrown away on absolutely random spots of the room. in which next jeongguk was already working on removing taehyung's belt and black jeans that were fitting perfectly his delicate legs.

''you're so turned on already? that was fast.'' jeongguk smirked and chuckled at the same time, kissing taehyung's thights and leaving love markes, called hickeys.

"j-jeongguk, t-this position..I-..o-oh my god! nngh, oh god..." taehyung rambles, spitting out a barrage of incoherent words out of such unfiltered pleasure when jeongguk flattened his tongue against his hole, as their clothe swere long gone and it was just their naked bodies.

taehyung let out a broken scream, feeling himself melt in jeongguk's mouth. strong hands, kneading his thighs tight, pushing him harder on the bed before letting his tongue slide in, reaching places he never had even imagined.

"y-you, uhngh... n-not, there... ahh!" taehyung's voice then breaks again, when he felt jeongguk's tongue slipping in and out of him, eating him good; so good that tears started streaming down his cheeks as he fisted the sheets.

head pressed hard on the mattress, back curling in an angle that allowed Jeongguk to lift his waist up, letting taehyung's legs dangle over his shoulders as he continue to fuck him with his mouth.  and meanwhile, taehyung was feeling on cloud nine. he was feeling as if his heart was beating so fast he couldn't feel it. that exotic and dynamic feeling he fucking missed. and he lost the count how many time he rolled back his eyes or either moaned from the feeling.

''oh god, yes, fuck. scream, just scream. just fucking scream for me please.'' jeongguk chants in his thoughts, tongue slithering even deeper as he slips in his finger.

hell they were in cloud nine, even cloud ten. the need, the lust, the touch. both of them needed it, and the flashback of how they have done it before in their teenage years were completing the picture of two of them in the room.

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^there will be part.2 of the smut chapter

was it cringe? :,(