Behind the Scenes

Take Two

The two had kissed before. But not like this.

Not with Taehyung's fingers tenderly and desparately clawing away at Jungkook's back, and the latter letting a few muffled groans escape his throat. No, it wasn't even the physical bits of the act that felt different. It was the burning, tingling sensation that started at the pit of their stomachs and resonated in all directions. The full-body experience that had a more playful undertone years ago, has now matured into something that couldn't simply be written off as lust.

Jungkook's right hand which had been touching bare skin slyly made its way down and stopped right on top of Taehyung's belt. A sudden wave of sobriety hit Taehyung. He grabbed Jungkook's shoulders and pushed, ripping their lips apart.

"Wait," he gasped, "just, wait a second."

Jungkook was taken aback. He blinked and stared at the panting boy, almost pouting at the abrupt loss of warmth on his lips.

"Sorry, was I going too fast?"

"No, just," Taehying bit his lip in hopes of calming himself down and his eyes fluttered upwards at the handsome instigator. "I-I'm a little nervous."

Jungkook's expression softened. The disheveled boy's nervousness sent him feeling more confident for some twisted reason.

"Yeah?" he smirked.

"Yeah... so... wait, are you smiling right now—"

The younger boy leaned forward and gently planted a kiss on the other's lips, "Mhm." then lifted himself and went in for another kiss, this time on the neck.

Taehyung flinched, "Hey,"

"Yeah?"

The sensation of Jungkook's breath on his neck sent him back into a drunken daze. "I said... ah... fuck."

Jungkook's hand had found its way to Taehyung's groin.

This riled the tattooed boy up even more. While nibbling on the trembling boy's neck, he teasingly caressed the growing bump.

Taehyung let out a suppressed moan then quickly lifted his hand to cover his mouth.

Jungkook swallowed a lump in his throat. I haven't even started yet, and he's already like this?

This continued on for a while until Jungkook felt it was time to unzip the package. He pressed a finger against the sole button on Taehyung's pants.

He looked up, "Tae."

"Y-yeah?"

"Can I?"

Taehyung clicked his tongue in frustration and looked away. "You're seriously asking me that?"

The younger boy chuckled. "Right. You obviously want it."

Taehyung wasn't even given a chance to respond. Jungkook had skilfully unbuttoned and unzipped the chinos. Swiftly, he slipped his hand under all layers of fabric, and wrapped his cold fingers around the boy's length.

"Ah—"

Curious, he lifted himself slightly to get a better look at the now awfully quiet Taehyung, who had instinctively covered his face with his hands.

Jungkook grabbed both wrists with his free hand and moved them aside.

"Don't Look at me." Taehyung whimpered.

His eyes were big and glassy, with tears threatening to run down his flushed cheeks.

Jungkook cooed, "It's okay," and pecked Taehyung on the cheek.

"You're okay." Then, he leaned in for another, deep kiss.

Moments passed and eventually he felt Taehyung relax under him.

He started stroking.

Taehyung tensed up again and let out a gasp, but this only prompted Jungkook to kiss him deeper.

He tightened his grip around Taehyung's wrists and stroked faster.

"Mnn... N-ngh..."

His brows furrowed at the sensation of Taehyung quivering beneath him, with the boy's member throbbing at the mercy of his motions.

Shit. I'm— Taehyung turned his head to one side, setting his lips free. "I'm coming—"

"—You can't."

Jungkook paused abruptly and pressed the tip of Taehyung's length with his thumb.

"Not yet."