Jungkook's voice came out with a teasing, seductive edge as he said, "Then be a good boy and ride me today, won't you, hyung?" His words were smooth, rolling off his tongue in a way that made Taehyung's throat go dry.
Taehyung nervously licked his lips, his actions drawing a dark, intense gaze from Jungkook. Jungkook's thumb brushed softly against Taehyung's lips, his touch causing a shiver to run down Taehyung's spine and turning his legs to jelly.
Jungkook leaned in closer, his breath warm against Taehyung's neck as he murmured, "Stop teasing me with that lip-licking of yours. You have no idea how difficult it is to keep my composure when you come out of the dressing room like that. Honestly, I've been wanting to devour you right there and then."
As Jungkook's lips began to explore Taehyung's neck, gently biting and sucking, Taehyung let out a soft, involuntary moan. The sensation was electric, and Jungkook's marks on his skin were sure to be evident. Taehyung didn't mind, though; he'd proudly display the evidence of their passion, even if it meant a bit of embarrassment during the photoshoot the following day.
Jungkook's attention shifted from Taehyung's neck to his jawline, and then slowly, teasingly, towards his lips. He began to explore with a mixture of biting, kissing, and licking, his hands moving with deliberate intent. One of his hands slid down to the waistband of Taehyung's loose pants, slipping inside to find and squeeze Taehyung's ass. Each squeeze elicited a soft, needy moan from Taehyung, the sounds of his pleasure being swallowed up by Jungkook's fervent kisses.
Jungkook pulled back slightly, a satisfied chuckle escaping his lips as he took in Taehyung's disheveled appearance. Taehyung's hair was tousled, his lips flushed red and slightly swollen from the intense kissing and biting.
"You're so pretty," Jungkook murmured, his voice filled with admiration. "So beautiful."
The praise made Taehyung whimper with delight, clearly enjoying the attention. Without warning, Jungkook scooped Taehyung up over his shoulder. Taehyung gasped in surprise, the sudden shift in position leaving him momentarily breathless as Jungkook held him securely.
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Jungkook, with a playful yet commanding grin, tossed Taehyung onto the soft, fluffy bed. He loomed over him, his gaze intense as he gripped the waistband of Taehyung's pants. With a firm, almost rough tug, Jungkook pulled them down, exposing the pre-come that was already glistening on Taehyung's cock.
"Look at you," Jungkook said, his voice a low purr. "Dripping and so wet down here." His fingers traced along Taehyung's inner thigh, causing Taehyung to whine softly. "And I haven't even done anything yet. Should we deny you an orgasm today?"
Taehyung's eyes widened at Jungkook's words, his head shaking vigorously in response. Jungkook's smile grew, clearly amused by Taehyung's reaction.
"You'll do exactly what I told you, won't you?" Jungkook's tone was more a command than a question, and Taehyung knew there was no room for negotiation. "Use your mouth, kitten."
The term "kitten" had always had a special effect on Taehyung, driving him wild. The way Jungkook said it with such tenderness and authority made Taehyung's heart race.
"Y-yes," Taehyung stammered, his voice barely a whisper.
With a sudden shift, Jungkook flipped their positions. Now Jungkook lay on the bed, fully clothed, while Taehyung found himself straddling Jungkook, wearing only a simple white t-shirt. The contrast between their states heightened the tension, making every touch and movement more electrifying.
Taehyung's eyes were glazed with desire as he gazed up at Jungkook. The intensity in Jungkook's voice was undeniable. "Come on, kitten. You know how to ride, don't you?"
