Daechwita, was in the works of filming. Yoongi just filmed his "slave" part. He was now in make-up and wardrobe for his "king" part. Taehyung had dropped by. After Yoongi confessed that he was sadden by his band mates not visiting him during his solo projects. He wanted to show Yoongi his support, plus after hearing Daechwita it the studio he had to see how this would pan out in live-action.
Taehyung was looking for Yoongi to congratulate him on D-2. Catching one of the stylist on set, before she ran off to do her duties.
"Excuse me, where's Yoongi?"
"He should be in the dressing room getting ready. If you see him, can you tell him. He has 20 minutes?" Taehyung nodded, as the stylist ran off.
Taehyung checked the dressing rooms as he barged in before knocking, how rude. "Yoongi-hyung!" He said before stopping in his tracks. Taehyung had walked in on his members before naked or half-naked. But in this case, Taehyung was not expecting this.
Yoongi was wearing the long-blond wig along with the eye scar. His make-up was effortlessly aesthetic. He was in the process of taking off his robe getting his outfit on till the door opened. Looking up seeing Taehyung.
"Dammit Taehyung! Knock before you enter!" He said, turning to take his robe off. Taehyung was still in shock at what he just saw, snapping out of it he closed the door. Locking it. "S-Sorry.." he said in a nervous tone. Sitting on the couch.
"Did you come to see Jungkook?" He asked, getting dress in front of the male. Taehyung looked at Yoongi, seeing him in that wig, was too unreal. He was stunning.
"No, um. I actually came here to give support." Yoongi turned as he looked at the younger. He gave a small smile. "Thank you." He turned back to the mirror. Taehyung got up from the couch with a smirk, walking to the older.
"You know you look really good in that wig." He wrapped his arms around Yoongi from behind placing his chin on the older's shoulders. Yoongi smiled at Taehyung through the mirror. "It's just a wig, not much difference." Yoongi brushed the compliment off. "Trust me, it makes more of a difference then you know." Taehyung's octavos dropped while he said that in Yoongi's ear.
The older would be lying if that didn't send shivers down his spine. "Taehyung I have to get ready." Yoongi said, blush was clearly showing on his face.
Yoongi had a soft spot for Taehyung when they started, both coming from Daegu. Bothing being brought up in hardship. He felt for him. But over the years, Taehyung grew more into his looks. Causing the older to be flustered. This current situation was no better, being physically close to him.
Taehyung's gaze was filled with lust under his curly black locks. "We have 20 minutes to spare..." he whispered against his neck.
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Jin and Jungkook were in a different dressing room, getting their makeup touched up. Jungkook received a text from Jimin, wondering if Taehyung got to the set. Jungkook was confused Taehyung didn't mention he was coming to the set?
Jin looked over at Jungkook. "What's wrong?" He asked. He was playing a game on his phone as he momentarily looked up at his dongsaeng. "Jimin-hyung said Taehyung was coming to the set? Did you see him?" Jin shook his head. "No?" Jungkook proceeded to call Taehyung to clear this up.
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Digging his fingers deep into the couch, Yoongi tried to contain his moans. Taehyung was going at a fast pace, deep into the older. Taehyung was gripping Yoongi's waist savoring the feel of the older. Knowing they were both in a transce, but once out. This would be a forgotten memory or a regret. Yoongi bit down onto his knuckles. "God- Tae..ng- fuck!" Yoongi's body bounced off of the younger with ever thrust.
Taehyung liked seeing Yoongi submissive. Being labeled the stoic one of the group. Seeing him flushed, panting, and moaning due to his juicy cock. Taehyung couldn't help but get off on it, and judging by Yoongi's physical reaction he was too. Taehyung seeing Yoongi's ass jiggled off his cock was a sight to behold.
The two were working out in the past few months, and it definitely showed. Yoongi was getting thicker, especially in all the right places. Taehyung leaned forward. Whispering into Yoongi's ear, as his other hand wrapped around his neck.
"Like that fat cock in you! Moaning like the cockslut you are?!" He growled in his ear, tugging on the strands of the wig. Yoongi was too lost in the pleasure. He just responded with a moan. His eyes were rolling in the back of his head, toes curled. That feeling in the pit of his stomach was coiling, his peak was near.
"Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" Yoongi shouted like a shameless slut. His hand pumped at his throbbing cock, ropes of cum stained the couch under him. Yoongi's legs trembled. Taehyung knew he was close, but he wanted his cum in a special place on the older.
He turned Yoongi over as the older was now on his back. Taehyung grabbed Yoongi's face as he admired the hungry look in the older's eyes, along with his mouth wide ready to take that delicious load.
Taehyung pumped his cock as his cum landed in Yoongi's mouth, along with some of it going in his lips. Taehyung grunted as he emptied his load onto Yoongi's face. The older happily licked up every drop he felt.
Taheyung reverted back to his soft-self as he helped Yoongi up, helping him get his clothes on. Taehyung and Yoongi gave each other shy smiles as Yoongi headed out of the dressing room. Red in the face wondering how the two would face each other, after breaking their friendship. Even if it was for 'minutes in heaven' as Yoongi described.
After about five minutes, Taehyung heard his phone ring. It was Jungkook, he answered.
Taehyung:
"Hey, Gukkie!"
Jungkook:
"Hey Hyung! Are you on set, did you stop by?"
Taehyung:
"Yeah, I was just congratulating Yoongi-hyung on D-2." He blushed, he gave him BIG props.
Jungkook:
"Oh that's nice..."
Taehyung smiled, nodding.
Jungkook:
"By the way hyung, next time you congratulate Yoongi-hyung make sure he doesn't have cum on the back of his clothes."
Jungkook was currently watching the stylist use multiple wipes to get the stain off the back of Yoongi's costume.
Taehyung dropped his phone in shock, embarrassment, and a bit of satisfaction.
