𝐓𝐔𝐓𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐈𝐌. | taekook

43. | desperate for him

CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE, IMPLIED SEXUAL CONTENT, BUTT-PLUGS, SLUT-SHAMING, AND REFERENCES TO CHEATING, HOMOPHOBIC CHARACTERS, ALCOHOL CONSUMPTION, AND SEXUAL CONTENT

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"You look so fucking pretty in the morning."

Jungkook's cheeks flare a bright red as Taehyung hovers above him, pressing a series of messy kisses all over his face. He giggles and tries covering his face, but Taehyung's large hand quickly pins his wrists above his head.

Taehyung smirks and leans down, connecting his plump lips with the tanned skin of the boy's neck, softly sucking hickeys into the skin. Jungkook whimpers and tips his head back, feeling restricted and submissive under Taehyung's dominant stare.

The brunette's head is throbbing from the heavy alcohol consumption yesterday. He's never drank so much in his whole life – he's never drank alcohol in his whole life – but it did take the edge off for a while. Even though his head is screaming at him to take some painkillers, Taehyung's kisses are the only painkillers he needs.

"How does your head feel?" Taehyung whispers against his skin, pressing another hickey right underneath his sharp jawline. "You drank a lot."

"I-It hurts a bit."

Taehyung chuckles at how sleepy his princess sounds, running a gentle hand down the side of his rosy cheek. He brushes the stray bangs away from his pretty face and connects their lips together, savouring that sweet taste because he knows he won't be able to kiss Jungkook for much longer.

"Are you doing anything today, princess?" Taehyung asks, and Jungkook realises how much he's going to miss his deep morning voice.

"I've got classes in an hour," Jungkook smiles, wanting to wrap his arms around the older boy's neck. "Do you have anything planned today?"

Taehyung smirks once again and tightens his hold around Jungkook's slim wrists, kissing down his neck. He takes the tanned skin between his teeth and dances one hand down his bare torso, hovering his large hand over the boy's clothed dick.

Jungkook whines and tips his head back, practically bucking his hips into the air to gain more friction. He wants Taehyung's large hand wrapped around his dick, pumping him into orgasm – but he doesn't want to be late for his classes.

"M-Maybe later. I've got classes today."

Taehyung groans and hides his face in Jungkook's marked neck, feeling a light blush flare across his cheeks in embarrassment. He releases his grip around Jungkook's wrists and feels arms circle around his slim waist, keeping him close to his chest.

Taehyung likes this. He likes being cuddled, and showered in affection and love. It makes him feel loved for the first time in years, and he can't believe that all that will be taken away from him in the span of a few days.

He wishes he could convince Jungkook to stay with him in South Korea, but he knows he can't.

"Maybe you can fuck me when I get back," Jungkook whispers in his ear, causing the corners of Taehyung's lips to curl upwards in a subtle smirk. "I really... r-really want you inside me later, Tae."

Taehyung feels his cock twitch beneath the fabric of his thin boxers, begging to pound into the brunette at an animalistic pace. He feels an imaginary lightbulb appear above his head and he can't help but feel like the smartest dumbass on the entire planet.

"I think I have an idea, princess."

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"How does it feel, princess?"