𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐋𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐅𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 {𝐭.𝐠𝐠𝐮𝐤}

𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐒𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐡

Forty-Sixth
:Chapter Forty-Six:

:(M) - Mature Content:

The two magically made their way up to Jeongguk's bedroom, both kissing one another and hands touching all over the other.

Their bodies seemed to fit together way too perfectly together, their hands finding all the right spots to linger on.

Taehyung had pushed Jeongguk back on the bed, trailing his lips down his jawline and to his neck.

He had a single hand gripping Jeongguk's hip as the other held his body up from falling on top of the boy under him.

His lips left sloppy wet kisses along with tiny nibbles on Jeongguk's neck, wanting to hear him more.

Once Jeongguk had moaned downstairs, Taehyung didn't realize how much more of it he wanted to hear. Especially if he were the one who caused it.

Jeongguk was a bit taken aback with Taehyung taking the lead, feeling a bit startled to say the least.

"Do you know how handsome you are?" Whispered Taehyung, pushing himself a bit up so he could look down at Jeongguk. He moved his hands to the hem of the younger's shirt and pulled it off of him, letting his eyes take in the sight below him.

"Wait, Tae," Jeongguk grabbed ahold of Taehyung's hands, holding them but it was nothing tight. "What are you doing?" He wondered, a single brow raised.

It didn't even take a second for Taehyung's cheeks to flush red. He leaned back, not fighting off Jeongguk's grip. He was confused. He was sure this is what they were going to do.

"Have . . . Sex?" He answered, keeping it honest since he didn't want to embarrass himself any further.

"No, I know that," Jeongguk said with a snicker, also sitting up. He finally let go of Taehyung's wrists. "I mean, why are you leading? You don't think you're fucking me, right?"

"Huh?" Taehyung didn't understand, not entirely understanding what Jeongguk meant by that. He just said they were having sex. "I— what? Isn't that was sex is?"

"I don't know how you're at all gay and not know what I'm talking about." Jeongguk commented with a bored look, sighing in disappointment.

"First off, I'm not gay, I'm bisexual. Secondly, I've been with a girl for the past year and as far as I'm concerned, this is sex." Taehyung told, sitting on Jeongguk's thighs as he waited to be instructed since he was doing it wrong.

"You're not fucking me." Jeongguk repeated but he put more emphasis on a few of the words.

Taehyung realized when it was said again, raising his brows. "Well, why not?" He asked.

Jeongguk shrugged. "I'm not in the mood to be fucked, I don't know." He answered. "You have no clue how bad I want to make you submit under me."

Taehyung's cheeks grew bright red at the sound of that, gulping thickly. "Uh, well,"

"And aren't you sick of fucking? Take it up the ass this time. I'm sure Jihyun didn't fuck you from the back." Jeongguk teased.

The elder huffed, rolling his eyes and swatting at Jeongguk's bicep. "Don't bring my girlfriend into this while we discuss who lays on their back."

"You don't need to lay on your back, you can ride me instead." Jeongguk remarked, his face way too nonchalant for the sentence he just said.

The sound of that did sound nice to Taehyung. He could imagine having Jeongguk's hands holding his hips as he rode him.