Blue and Grey || Taejin

Chapter 34

Oh, Taehyung could think of twenty ways to reward Seokjin, who stood in his arms so eagerly, his round doe eyes shining with innocent yet carnal anticipation which made Taehyung just want to shove him against a tree and wreck him.

But the sun had sunk quite a lot, so staying at the woods at that hour would be signing their death warrant, so he brought Seokjin out of the water and led him back to car while Seokjin made whimpering sounds because Taehyung's hands made sure to brush against his sensitive spots- his kitten-like nape, the dip of his back, the curve of his cheeks. When they reached the parking lot, Seokjin grabbed the collar of Taehyung's shirt and pressed him against the car, making their foreheads meet as the older swayed his hips and breathed heavily against Taehyung's lips.

A smirk crept along Taehyung's lips, witnessing his lover be so undeniably desperate to be touched. Seokjin bit his lips until they were puffy and red and perfect for Taehyung to devour, and that's exactly what Taehyung proceeded with. Kissing Seokjin has always been his inevitable addiction; everything felt so perfect when he kissed those plush lips. From the heavenly softness and feverish warmth to the little breathy moans that Seokjin exuded in between their feral making out.

Taehyung squeezed Seojin's waist, knowing fully well how insane it made the older feel, and true to his knowledge, Seokjin mewled and shivered, balling Taehyung's blazer into his little fists. Wanting to drive his lover over the edge, Taehyung let his hands slither southwards until his fingertips were right above the hem of Seokjin's jeans before they dived right into his pants, past his underwear and aggressively grabbed Seokjin's cheeks. 

"Oh, V!" Seokjin cried out, body pressing against the younger at lightning speed.

While one hand kneaded his ass, the other own teased his hole. Taehyung chuckled darkly when he felt Seokjin clenching around the tip of his finger and and hardening even more againt his crotch. 

Leaving his lips, Taehyung trailed kisses across the older's jaw until his reached his ear and whispered lewdly, "What do you want, baby boy?"

Without missing a beat, Seokjin demanded, 'Suck me off, please."

Your wish is my command.

Taehyung fished one hand out of Seokjin's pants and unlocked the car behind him before pushing Seokjin into the shotgun and reversing the seat so Taehyung had enough space to crouch on his knees. 

"Please," Seokjin begged as he gripped onto tufts of Taehyung's hair and pushed his head towards his entrapped, aching member. Taehyung took one last look at the wreckage he had made out of Seokjin, eyes brimming, cheeks blazing, breath hitching, before painfully, slowly unzipping the jeans.

Seokjin's cock peeked out and Taehyung straight up engulfed it with his mouth, tasting the bittter pre-cum that had accumulated at the tip. Normally, he wasn't very keen on being on the giving side of a blowjob because his clients had such awful hygiene but Seokjin was a deity from heaven and Taehyung would willingly worship every inch of his body, and the filthy moans that echoed through the air-tight car made Taehyung want to go over and beyond; he began deep-throating Seokjin and found himself getting torturously hard in his pants because Seokjin was eliciting the most vulnerable moans and in additional to that, he had (subconsciously, maybe) crossed his wrist over his head as he sank into the backrest.

"Oh- Oh, V! Please don't-" Seokjin couldnt even piece his sentences together; his hands were back to forming knots on Taehyung's hair . "Don't stop, please, I'm so clo-"

Taehyung popped out Seokjin's member from his mouth at the very moment white ribbons spurted from Seokjin member, but Taehyung wasn't done yet. He unfastened his belt and unbuttoned the irritating plethora of buttons on his pants, only letting his cock break free from the suffocating garments. Seokjin was only beginning to descend from his high when Taehyung inclined Seokjin's seat until it was nearly horizontal .

Taehyung slipped off Seokjin's pants and underwear and pushed his sweatshirt all the way up to his chin so Taehyung's eyes could feast on his silky skin and pink buds. Swiftly Taehyung opened the glove compartment and seized the lube, popping it open and coating his fingers with a generous amount. One finger plunged into Seokjin's puckered hole while his mouth latched onto Seokjin's pebbled buds and sucked on them hungrily, making the older literally cry.

Another finger was inserrted and Taehyung was quick to find Seokjin's sweet spot. The moment his fingers brushed against the older's prostrate, Seokjin arched his back and called out Taehyung's name in such a dirty and needy way that the younger just wanted to drop everything fuck that man senseless. 

And he did exactly that after playing with Seokjin sanity for a little bit more. He straped Seokjin's legs around his waist, pushed his entire length inside because he knows his little slut had gotten so used to his cock filling him whole and began ramming inside his hole without a warning, sending Seokjin's senses to the seven heavens and making him scream his name as if he were asking for mercy.

But he wasn't begging for mercy, he was begging to be ruined even more. He didn't want Taehyung to treat him like glass in the dark. He wanted Taehyung to exploit and use and create a beautiful wreckage out of him, making him lose all sense of logic and time and identity. He didn't want Taehyung when the lights were off, he wanted V, and Taehyung was giving him V. 

"V~" Seokjin moaning deliciously. "Please- hold ahhn!"

"Yes, baby?" Taehyung panted. "What does my sweet boy want?"

"Mmm~" Seokjin whined as he pinned his own wrists above his head again.

Of course Taehyung knew what to do. He moved one hand from Seokjin's hips and imprisoned Seokjin's hands over his head, just how his little omega liked it. He pushed himself deeper and interlocked their lips to taste each other's lustful moans and swallow one another's sinful desires.

"Fuck- Fuck Jin-ah..." Taehyung groaned as he felt his climax approching rapidly.

"Ahmm..." was all Seokjin could reply before his cum painted Taehyung's shirt with wild streaks of white. 

Taehyung rolled his hips a few more times, making Seokjin's oversensitive body quiver, before relasing inside Seokjin and pulling his cock out to watch his semen drip from his lover's abused hole. Demented, Taehyung fell on his knees again and stuck his tongue inside Seokjin's stretched entrance and clean him out even though he hated the taste of his cum. 

Seokjin's cries of pleasure had softened into gentle mewls as Taehyung finished his fantasies and cleaned them up with paper towels. After Taehyung got both of them in their clothes, he dropped the temperature of the car to combat their heated bodies and dumped himself on top of Seokjin who was lying on the inclined passenger seat with his ashy hair spread like a halo around his head. 

"That... Taehyung, that was the best, um-" Seokjin tried to think of a civilized word. 

"The best fuck you've ever had?' Taehyung supplied shamelessly. "Because same."

Seokjin giggled and carded his fingers through Taehyung's drenched hair and drew soft patterns across his scalp while the younger sighed in content and indulged in Seokjin's affection.

"Thank you, Tae," Seokjin murmured and kissed the crown of Taehyung'd hair.

"For?" Taehyung asked, a hint of shyness in his voice.

"For everything... You..."

"You make my life so much easier..."

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When they hit the road, Seokjin was horrified to see five missed calls from Yoongi and double the missed calls from his brother.