Destination Wedding

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Light peeked through the slatted blinds of Taehyung's bungalow suite. Jeongguk felt himself slowly ascending to consciousness, albeit reluctantly as he felt enveloped in the most delightful warmth. He felt himself pushing back and feeling the cozy contact spread from his back to his behind. He sensed a firm tightening around his waist and hip, and searched with his hand to find the arm and leg of another wrapped around him snuggly. In his dreamy state, he considered that he must be, in fact, dreaming, until he felt something unmistakably hard pressing into his right buttcheek.

Shit. That's a dick. That's a big dick. Jeongguk's eyes shot open and took in his surroundings. Oh yeah. He was in Taehyung's bed. With Taehyung.

Jeongguk tried to wiggle and inadvertently met Taehyung's sizable morning wood with friction. Taehyung moaned in his sleep and Jeongguk facepalmed. Jeongguk briefly considered grinding back again and then facepalmed a second time. No. Get up.

Jeongguk, wanting to save the older from any awkwardness or embarrassment, carefully extricated himself from Taehyung's limbs and gingerly got up from the bed as to not displace the boy. Taehyung whimpered a little and felt around, eventually pulling the pillow Jeongguk slept on against himself, wrapping his limbs around something once again.

Jeongguk breathed out a sigh of relief and crept out of the bungalow, only to realize he had some morning tension to deal with himself. He resolved to go for a run on the beach to unwind.

A little later on, Taehyung awoke alone in his bed, realizing that Jeongguk must have gone. He reveled in feeling like he slept better than he had in ages until the dull ache in his pajama bottoms became hard to ignore. Taehyung hesitantly and slowly palmed himself. Typically, he would ignore his morning erections but something compelled him to pay this some attention. All of the flirty exchanges and subtle touches with Jeongguk yesterday left his body feeling hot and needy. He snuck his fingers underneath his waistband and freed himself from his bottoms, as they left little space to work with despite their bagginess. Frankly, Taehyung had been hard pressed to find comfortable bottoms that could accommodate his size when he got hard. As he began to slowly stroke himself, he realized he hadn't had the desire to do this in months and it felt good.

He rubbed a thumb over his tip to find himself leaking as if a dam broke loose, so he spread the copious precum over himself to aid in his ministrations. He pushed his unoccupied hand under his pajama top to rub and pinch one of his nipples, shamelessly envisioning skillful, tattooed fingers attending to his chest. With the images in his mind almost too vivid to bear, he reached his hand up to gently pull at his tousled locks while the other continued stroking, releasing a low hum with the prickling he felt descending from his scalp down his spine. His breathing quickened and he felt himself writhing, his whole body seeking more stimulation. He quickly rolled onto his belly, pulling up his widespread knees to lift his ass. The side of his face pressed into a pillow that smelled of Jeongguk and he felt pressure on his shoulders as both of his hands snaked between his legs. He started thrusting into one of his own hands, and brushed his rim lightly with the fingers of the other. He came suddenly into the bedsheets and saw dark spots invade his vision.

"Fuck. Fucking hell."

Taehyung found himself laughing into the pillow. His body thrummed for minutes upon minutes and he hadn't felt this release in so long. When was the last time I came? Taehyung eventually rocked back on his knees and felt impressed with how clean he kept himself. But after getting up, he did the housekeeping staff the kindness of stripping the bed.

After a warm shower, Taehyung felt like jelly all over, and his head felt gleefully empty. He dressed and picked up his camera. It was still early, so he decided to take advantage of the quiet morning and take some pictures. He checked on his roomie, finding that he indeed returned to his room, sleeping peacefully with a silk mask over his eyes. He giggled to himself. Can't wait to grill his ass later.

Taehyung quietly closed the bungalow door behind him and made his way to the beach. He took a few shots of the breathtaking landscapes, appreciating the rays of sun pushing through the dissipating cloud cover. He inspected his surroundings through the zoom of his camera until he stopped abruptly on a familiar young man jogging down the beach in his direction. A familiar shirtless young man. Taehyung forgot that he was blatantly pointing a sizable zoom lens at the younger as he inspected his muscular form and tied back black locks. Oh, for the love. The hair. I can't. Suddenly Jeongguk seemed to take notice of the onlooker and his eyes met Taehyung's through the lens. Taehyung gasped and started pointing his camera in various directions to appear casual, turning his back to the figure as the sounds of crunching sand beneath running shoes drew near.

"Taehyungie-hyung, good morning."

Taehyung slowly turned his body to meet eyes with Jeongguk, trying hard not to check him out all over again.

Taehyung cleared his throat. "Good morning," he managed, instantly blushing as the visions of the younger he conjured earlier in his bed flashed before his eyes. "You know we're hiking today right? Hope you didn't go too hard on your run."

"I know, don't worry. And I pride myself on my endurance."

Taehyung coughed and blushed harder. My God. I really need to get my mind out of the gutter, he thought.

"You okay?" Jeongguk giggled. Is he flustered?

"Me? Uh, yeah! You know, just waking up. Did you sleep okay?"

"I did. Thank you for letting me crash with you. Who knows what I would've walked in on if I returned to my bungalow."

"It's nothing. I just hope I didn't hog the bed. Or like, smother you. I'm kind of a subconscious cuddler when I sleep."

"Yeah, you are."

"Oh, God."

"Like a spider monkey."

"Oh, my god. Please tell me you're joking."

"It's really okay Taehyungie, I was very comfortable. You didn't bother me. So... any interesting dreams?"

"Huh?"

"Nothing. Nothing. Did you sleep well though?"

"I slept... like, really well. Better than I have in a while honestly. Must be the Hawaiian air." Or sleeping next to you.

Jeongguk smiled. "Must be. I'm gonna go shower. I'm gross. Are you gonna get breakfast anytime soon?"

Taehyung nodded. "Yeah, I was going to see if I could revive Jimin and then go to the buffet. You want to go with?"

"Yeah, I would. Text me when you're headed there, okay? I'll meet you guys. And thanks again, for last night."

Jeongguk waved and made his way up the stone path to the bungalows, turning his head to smile back at his hyung.

"Wait, don't move!" Taehyung yelled up to the younger, lifting his camera as Jeongguk looked over his shoulder at him with confusion, and then registry, and then a toothy grin. Taehyung snapped a few pictures of the beautiful boy looking back at him.

"Good one!" He yelled to the younger, smirking as he noticed Jeongguk was blushing now, too.