COFFEE AND MINT CHOCOLATE (TAEKOOK +18 ONLY)

Right There

JungKook fingers gripped Taehyung's hips while he aligned himself, ready to enter. The hands felt good, as if made to hold Taehyung.

Taehyung lowered himself even more, dropping his face onto the bed, stretching his waist, rolling his hips, presenting himself to JungKook to have, to own, to claim.

So JungKook groaned and pushed in, opening Taehyung up so good he cried out in pleasure.

Taehyung's fingers twisted into the crumpled sheets at the invasion. Everything felt so much tighter, deeper, fiercer this way, JungKook was able to pound faster, slamming against Taehyung so hard he jolted forward at every thrust, his panting moans high pitched and in sync with his movements.

JungKook's hard fingers pulled Taehyung back, stopping him slipping away while he pounded, relentlessly, until Taehyung could think of nothing else except the heat swelling within his body, rising like a tide with every crashing wave -suddenly turning into a tsunami with the tight grip at his hair.

Yanking with harsh fingers, JungKook pulled Taehyung's hair, riding hard and deep while Taehyung whined, helplessly.

"Look at you taking my cock, Angel, fuck... made to be fucked by me, aren't you? Perfect, just for me ..." he groaned, losing himself in the pleasure, head tilting back in absolute stupor over Taehyung.

Taehyung could feel his whole body tighten like a spring, tighter and tighter by the thrust and the heated fluidity inside him threatened to spill when he spread his legs even further, opening himself up even more, nearly splitting in half but so desperately wanting JungKook to get deeper, go harder. He tried to fuck back against JungKook, but struggling against the relentless pounding.

"Shit..." Suddenly JungKook slowed, catching his breath. Taehyung could feel his cock throb inside him, close to coming. He almost stilled, loosening his fingers in Taehyung's hair.

"I'm sorry did I pull too hard?" He asked, coming back to himself for a moment, realising how uncomfortable Taehyung looked, bending backwards on all fours, having his hair yanked like that.

"Ohgod no. I loved it.. please don't stop JungKookie, I need.... You so bad."

Taehyung pushed against JungKook, fucking himself onto his cock, releasing a loud gasp from JungKook.

"Hmmm. Fuckyes. Carry on."

Eager to please, Taehyung looked over his shoulder while he pushed himself onto the rock-solid shaft, sheathing it, every slow push so clear and detailed, he could almost feel every vein and bulge of JungKook's cock. He whined.

"Ohsogood, so good...." Doing it himself felt different to JungKook doing it. Although he was going frustratingly slowly and too shallow, his movements made everything touch exactly where it felt the best, his body moving more fluidly, wrapping more closely around JungKook's shaft.

Desperate for more, he started pushing faster and faster, leveraging best he could on twisted sheets, opening himself up, trying to get just a little bit deeper, frantic for more.

"Hmmm...." A deep groan rose from JungKook when he looked down at his thick cock sinking into Taehyung's tiny, tight hole. "Fuck it looks so good, wish you could see it..." JungKook whispered.

"Tell me..." Taehyung gasped, a little flustered talking about it.... but finding himself heating up at the exchange. He blushed and things twitched.

"You're so tight... stretching over my cock, everything's so wet it's shiny. You suck my cock in, so fucking eager for it. Shit." JungKook rocked forward a little, couldn't help it, and pulled back, hissing at the delicious view.