Be My Only Sin (TAEKOOK 18+) Complete

Chapter 12

Shaking himself out of the depths of his thoughts, JungKook pulls his fingers out of Taehyung's mouth and weaves them into the dark locks instead, yanking back firmly. He rolls onto his back and brings Taehyung with him to sprawl over his chest, facing the heavens.

He yanks the final remaining item of clothing, the t-shirt, fully up above Taehyung's nipples without finesse.

"Fuck. Look at you, Angel. You are such a mess... just for me..." JungKook whispers the filthy words directly into Taehyung's ear while holding him in place by the tight grip in his hair, making sure not a word is missed.

Taehyung is exactly where he wants to be, so eager to discover everything there is to discover that he rejoices when the change in position frees his hands to touch JungKook, even if it is a bit awkward from where he is.

He reaches behind to do just that but all he receives is a tut and a shake of the head against his temple.

Confused, Taehyung tries to look at JungKook, only to realise he can't move his head because of the tight grip that holds it.

"Don't touch me. Touch yourself." JungKook voice is deep and rough, so, so obviously turned on.

"Myself? You want me to touch myself?" Taehyung's voice wavers -he doesn't have a clue what to do.

"Yes, Angel. I want to watch you touch yourself... ..." JungKook purrs at Taehyung's ear.

"I-I-I don't know what..." Suddenly he feels stupid because he's only just remembered who he is supposed to be. Maybe this is how the person he is supposed to be plays with his husband. Taehyung is in way over his head. The words die on his tongue even though at this point it really wouldn't matter if he revealed his identity since he has failed on a more significant point: actually being an upstanding angel.

"You can do it, don't be shy now." JungKook says, calmly, as if he didn't have a fist full of someone's hair in his hand, or his stiff dick pressing against the very man's behind.

When JungKook gives him a little bit more leeway in his grip, Taehyung lifts his head and looks down.

Embarrassment tints his cheeks when he sees the deeply flushing, wet rod stretching out of its dark nest, pointing at him, angrily demanding attention.

"Touch your nipples for me, Angel."

Taehyung is so over his guilt by now, he really doesn't care anymore, he just wants everything there is to be had and he willingly accepts the consequences because he cannot live without knowing...

The fact that JungKook is whispering at his ear like the devil himself when Taehyung is the innocent, unspoilt angel... well it just gives everything a different vibe altogether.

Every word of temptation dripping from the sinful lips merely serves to sink Taehyung deeper and deeper into his desire and the fact that JungKook keeps calling Taehyung by the name that actually describes him makes everything even more sinful than it already is.

It continually highlights the depth of his ruin which, of course, makes everything ten times as hot just by the fact that it's so forbidden.

Taehyung's fingers shake hard enough that he's worried JungKook is going to notice but he is too invested to stop now. He needs to know... everything. He wants to know everything there is to know about himself, about his body, about his innermost feelings.