𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 || 𝐕𝐊 ✔

Thirty two : Trauma

Flipping the pages, jungkook could only see the white paper filled with the moments glued on his mind. He tried to focus on the documents but all he could think was how he had an amazing morning.

He had held taehyung's waist firmly with one veiny hand, the other pressing him to the glass wall as water kept running down them from the showerhead. The chant of his name from taehyung reverberated the bathroom, his head was leaned back to his shoulder as he kissed his nape eagerly. His hips moved, making taehyung make a sound very similar to a scream.

His lips had curved for a smirk, feeling himself too deeply buried inside taehyung. He licked down his ear, "Remember, you wanted this"

Taehyung gasped at another strong thrust, his hands desperately trying to fist something against the wall. "Jungkook! Oh god, don't stop"

He had a proud smile upon hearing him, going for an increased pace and making taehyung a complete moaning mess.

Taehyung wanted this, to take him from behind. To get his cock as deep as he could. As he went on with his thrusts, he reminded himself that trying different positions has become a kink to taehyung.

The water running down their united bodies made things more hotter. God! Taehyung was much more hot in reality than all the wet dreams he had of him. His moans were a bliss to his ears, every curve of his body was smooth as perfect peach. The only thing he hadn't liked about this position was not being able to see his face, kiss his parted mouth which gasps and moans for more.

"Jungkook" Taehyung's shuddering voice had made him chuckle lowly. He was close, his trembling and raising moans said enough of that. He groaned when taehyung started moving, pushing back at his cock to meet his thrusts.

"Fuck! Tae, you're killing me" All taehyung did was letting out a shaky laugh. So alluring and sexual that he came right then. He panted, catching his breath while pulling out and discarding the condom.

He turned taehyung and stared at his smiling face. He briefly brushed away the wet hair from his forehead, meeting his pleasurable eyes. He looked so satisfied, so glowy.

It made his chest grow with pride in knowing he was definitely satisfying his husband in their sexual life. He was sort of worried about it, that his hesitancy and cautious slowing down in between would turn out sexually frustrating for taehyung but seemed like taehyung was enjoying it all to his fullest.

"What?" Taehyung laughed against his lips. His heart fluttering at the sound. He took his mouth and greedily relished on his luscious taste. A groan rumbled out from his chest when taehyung stroked his cock, a teasing smile on his face.

Taehyung had then turned off the shower and sensually kneeled before him. He briefly brushed a kiss to his shaft and it turned rock hard again, earning a teasing giggle from taehyung. Before he could respond any damn thing, he was drowned in pure pleasure.

"Shit" His hands banged on the table with a groan. He needs to stop. Or he'll grow a boner.

A less forceful thud followed. "Shit?"

Jungkook's eyes snapped open, blinking and then finding his son sitting in front of him with a adorable tilt of his head.

His lips smacked together, he mentally cursed, fuck! He was buried between such dirty yet delightful thoughts when his son was right before him, in a new obsession to copy everything he sees and hears.

"You don't say that, okay?" He softly said after gulping down all the wild thoughts about his husband. He's in his office room for god's sake, he's supposed to be thinking about his goddamn work right now. Not about the early morning shower sex. Fuck, not again.