The Priest's Son

Let me waste my time in your warm embrace (m)

1 hour later

Third-person pov

They were halfway through the second movie, Taehyung was laid on top of Jungkook, snuggled up close with his breathing beginning to tickle his neck. It was an okay arrangement until Taehyung kept wriggling and moving about, quickly making Jungkook uncomfortable in more ways than one.

"Baby, stop moving," he whispered as he pecked his head. Taehyung didn't stop, "Just can't get comfy," he said as he continued to move around, his ass sat directly on top of Jungkook's quickly hardening cock. He let out a shallow breath, his hands quickly grabbing Taehyung's hips, forcing him to stop.

Nothing happened as they both felt at ease once again, only for the overbearing plump object above Jungkook's cock forcing him to start slowly squeezing Taehyung's waist, whilst pressing little kisses to his nape. Those pecks slowly developed into open-mouthed kisses, nipping slightly at Taehyung's skin. It was until he heard a little squeak, almost moan, spill from Taehyung's lips.

"Do you want me to stop," Jungkook whispered, continuing to press delicate kisses to Taehyung's nape. He just shook his head, leaning more into Jungkook's embrace. Jungkook began to pull his skin between his teeth, gently biting down, new bruises of blue and purple hues staining his skin. "Hah, K-kook," Taehyung moaned, slightly aroused yet unnerved from the painful kisses Jungkook was giving him.

As Jungkook painted the clean canvas of his neck, his hand began sneaking into his shirt, his fingertips deeply pressing into the skin, gently pulling the boy closer and closer until his back was pressed right against Jungkook's chiselled chest. Taehyung let out a moan as he felt Jungkook's hands travel up his stomach, only to grab his hands with blushing cheeks. "Do you want to stop baby, I can wait. I won't be mad, promise," Jungkook whispered gently into Taehyung's ear. 

The boy turned around and sat back on top of Jungkook's lap, ass cheeks resting right up against his clothed cock. Jungkook let out a harsh breath, his hand connecting to his waist yet again. "No, I, I wanna continue," he said nervously, looking right into Jungkook's eyes. He looked softly at his lover, "Are you sure Tae?" He asked, "Yes," Taehyung said, a look of confidence on his face. Jungkook smiled as he kissed him softly on the lips.

The kiss slowly turned sloppier as Jungkook's hands reached the peak of his rib cage, about to reach for his nipples until he felt the lace material. His slicked lips came to a halt, slowly moving back, looking at Taehyung's flustered yet anxious gaze. "Can I take off your shirt baby?" He asked gently, his thumbs drawing circles just beneath his nipples. Taehyung nodded and then blurted out a quick "Yes."

Jungkook hooked his shaking fingers at the pyjama shirt's first button, going one by one until it was nothing but a loose coat on the boy's frame. He pulled off the shirt, his gaze still and focused on the lace bra that elegantly hugged his frame. His fingers came to trace along the design, delicately brushing against Taheyung's nipples, the touch soliciting an audible moan and sharpened breath. "When did you get this baby," Jungkook said, almost mesmerized by the god sitting on his lap.

"Jimin, he uh, he bought it for me, today," he said sheepishly. "If you don't like it, I'll take it off," he said embarrassed, beginning to hook his fingers around the little clasp, only for his actions to be stopped by Jungkook's warm hands. He shook his head, "No, don't, I love it, you look beautiful, so damn ethereal Tae," he said with an astounding smile. "Do you mind if I-" he whispered as he hooked his fingers around the clasp, unlatching it, leaving the material to lay loose on Taehyung's skin.

Before peeling it off of him, Jungkook sensually licked a stripe over his clothed nipple. "AH-Hah, J-Jungkook," he panted out, chest rising delicately as he continued to tongue the erect buds, his fingers prominently squeezing and pulling at them gently. "You like that?" Jungkook asked genuinely, only wanting to make the boy feel good. Taehyung nodded quickly, not trusting his voice as more moans began spilling from his mouth, the sound rumbling in his throat continuously.