Heated Revenge (Taekook FF)

09❅ Spitters are quitters (M)

THIRD PERSON POV,

The movie had been on for about 20 minutes but Jungkook couldn't even focus on it. Why isn't he moving over? Every second he was glancing over at Taehyung but he didn't get the same treatment back. Taehyung was just lying there, not even sitting anymore.

Apparently his side of the sofa was also a recliner so he was just lounging there whilst Jungkook's rage festered. Michael had just escaped from the mental hospital when Jungkook finally decided to take matters into his own hands.

He stretched himself along the sofa so that his head was on Taehyung's toned stomach. He began to trace the defined lines of Taehyung's six pack and then moved onto his V line. Lightly, he moved his finger further down Taehyung's torso until he was met by the waistband of his sweat pants. He carefully lifted them up and kept diving down even further. Taehyung's breath hitched when Jungkook reached his dick.

At first he just traded his finger around it, teasing Taehyung as he waited for it to stiffen a bit more before he took hold of it. Then he began to pump it slowly. He placed his thumb on the tip and rubbed it.

He heard Taehyung chuckle. "What's so funny?" Jungkook asked, he squeezed his dick a bit tighter in his hand. He'd done it as a warning but watching Taehyung bite his lip as he tried to suppress a groan was more arousing than Jungkook had expected.

"You're what's funny. The movie's hardly started and you can't even keep it in your pants." He paused and smirked at Jungkook. "Well, you can't keep it in my pants anyway."

Jungkook racked his head trying to think of something witty and smart to say back that would devastate him. Until he realised he was already holding something that could devastate him. Like most things Jungkook did, he didn't give it too much thought before he fully exposed Taehyung's dick and ran his tongue up it's impressive length. He kissed the tip and gave a quick glance up at Taehyung.

He was staring right back and was biting on one of his fingers to suppress a moan. His golden hair was being held back by his other hand. That sight alone encouraged Jungkook to keep going. He took more and more of Taehyung into his mouth, moving his head up and down in a steady rhythm. He'd received enough blowjobs to know what to do and what felt nice.

He kept rubbing his tongue against his dick and sucked harder on it. Taehyung grabbed Jungkook by the hair and began to move his head at a different rhythm. A faster, more aggressive rhythm that Jungkook wasn't sure he could keep up. His jaw was beginning to ache but he would never give Taehyung the satisfaction of seeing him give up. He could feel Taehyung's dick only getting harder in his mouth and he could tell that Taehyung was trying to restrain his hips from bucking his dick in further.

He hated to admit it but somehow doing this to Taehyung was turning him on as well. He looked at Taehyung just in time to see his head fall back and his eyes squeeze shut. He groaned and the sound caused Jungkook to reach into his own jeans and start jacking off. He never realised he was such a good multitasker. He pumped his own dick whilst never releasing Taehyung's from his mouth because the face Taehyung was making right now was the hottest thing Jungkook had ever seen. If it wasn't for the dick in his mouth he'd probably be moaning like a whore right now

"...fuck" Taehyung groaned, "... let go... I'm gonna..." Taehyung barely managed to say but Jungkook refused. Spitters were quitters and Jungkook was no quitter. He took Taehyung's dick so far into his mouth that he felt it hit the back of his throat. He felt Taehyung's grip intensify as he let out a loud groan. A slight salty flavour filled Jungkook's mouth.

".Jungkook.." he panted.

Just hearing Taehyung say his name in that lustful way brought him to his climax. He ended up shooting a vertical streak up his hoodie.