Behind the Scenes

Like Crazy

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A tear escaped from the corner of Taehyung's eye as he gaped at Jungkook in disbelief.

Jungkook grinned at the adorable response and pushed himself off the couch. Taehyung's eyes grew wider as he felt a pair of toned arms around his back and under his knees. In one swift move, he found himself being carried—princess style.

"Up we go."

"To where?!"

Jungkook shrugged then manoeuvred his way through the living room and into the bedroom. There, he gently lay Taehyung down on the bed and proceeded to take off his own shirt—revealing the most chiselled abdomen. It took Taehyung a second to marvel at the muscled spectacle before him.

Only a second, because before he knew it Jungkook was anchored back on top of him.

Jungkook was akin to a hungry cheetah at this point. He didn't hesitate to once again leap forward and reclaim the other's lips.

The two were back in a frenzy of making out like two teenagers in heat, not shy of any tongue-action. Jungkook had decided that this round he would let go of all his personal inhibitions.

Moments later, he broke the kiss to give Taehyung's swollen lips a break.

"Take off your shirt."

Taehyung blushed at the sudden order, but he complied.

The bold cheetah started with a tender kiss on his collar bone, then left a trail of kisses and hickeys all over. He didn't want to stop; Taehyung would twitch and gasp in response to the slightest touch, which Jungkook found immensely addicting.

Jungkook paused when he reached the main course between the other's legs.

Taehyung grabbed the blanket beneath him and dragged it over his face. He couldn't bare the embarrassment and suspense of what was to come. Then, he felt it.

Hot and wet. His dongsaeng's mouth enclosing his length. Slickly sliding from the tip, down the shaft, to the base—and back up again.

Taehyung shut his eyes and let out a deep moan, muffled by the blanket on his mouth.

He felt slender fingers wrap themselves around his girth, which started supplementing the pumps. As the rhythm sped up, he gripped his blanket tighter.

"Ah... Shit... I'm- close!"

Almost immediately, Jungkook stopped and detached himself.

Taehyung opened his eyes.

"Wha?!"

The cheeky junior just smirked and raised a hand up to his mouth. He parted his lips and viscous, translucent liquid started oozing out onto the tips of his fingers.

Taehyung shuddered, horrified.

"Oh my god, what are you doing."

"It's free lube."

His jaw dropped. "Wait. You're doing me?!"

"With pleasure," Jungkook hummed and happily slipped the awestruck boy's pants and underwear off his legs.

"You're joking. This isn't how the fanfics went—I'm supposed to be the one ramming your prostate."

Jungkook carried on unbothered and plopped Taehyung's leg over his shoulder.

"Yeah, well, that's fiction. This isn't."

He began massaging Taehyung's bottom with "lube".

Utterly exhausted from the effects of adrenaline, Taehyung relaxed his sore muscles and allowed his annoying friend's advances.

"You're unbelievable."

He felt a finger slide in and his muscles tensed up once again.

"Ugh."

"Sorry, I need you to really loosen up."

"Just shut up and keep going."

He felt another finger slip in, wriggle around, extend, and stretch. Then, a third finger.

"Oh!" He hastily covered his mouth.

Jungkook halted.

"So it's here."

The younger boy took out his fingers and began unbuckling his belt. Upon dropping his pants, he revealed his very adult package.

Taehyung blushed.

"Uh, wait."

"No." Jungkook grabbed his length and tapped the elder's entrance with it.

"I'm scared."

"Don't be."

Slowly, he started advancing in.

Taehyung grit his teeth and nervously gaped at the insane sight in front of him. Then, a pang of pain.

"Kook! It hurts, it really—take it out. Take it out!"

"Just... a little... ugh."

"Jungkook!"

With one last semi-forceful push, it was all in.
And in place of the pain, was an intense wave of pleasure that rippled at the pit of Taehyung's core.

A dew of pre-cum seeped out the tip of his member and he arched his back in response to the sudden contraction of muscle. What was that?

Jungkook noticed this reaction and took it as encouragement. Slowly, he started reversing, setting up for another push.

Taehyung panicked. "Hey, you're not listening to me. I... I-I think I need—"

A strong and impatient thrust forced Taehyung's words back down his throat, and a paralyzing flame spread out from deep within his manhood. He threw his head back.

"Ngh—"

Jungkook looked down and saw a pulsating stream of cum going down the other's shaft.

He smiled. "You came."

Taehyung lay disoriented, panting heavily. His watery eyes fluttered as he glared.

"You asshole."

Jungkook bent downwards so that their chests were touching, and held Taehyung's face with one hand. He gawked at the mess he made of his hyung.

"You feel amazing."

Slowly, he started moving again.

Taehyung thought he was going to lose his mind. He had never felt this kind of pleasure before. It was constant, like he was always just a thrust away from finishing. Except it was an experience that echoed from somewhere deep inside him to the tips of his toes, and rushed to the top of his head. It felt fucking amazing for him too.

He grabbed Jungkook's hair and pulled him down for a kiss. The sudden act turned the younger boy on even more, if that was even possible.

The thrusting quickened, and an animalistic drive took over the two men. Soon they were hopelessly clutching one another, as if they were still starved of touch. They were hungry, disoriented, were at an elevated space of mind and there was no bringing them back down. Until the ceiling of human pleasure started drawing close.

"Jung- Jungkook, I'm come- oh, god I'm coming again."

"Ngh- hyung, me too."

Jungkook groaned loudly, his head slumping forward as he exploded into his orgasm. He fell on top of Taehyung, whose mind had gone completely blank from the second ejaculation.

The cheetah, now reduced to the harmless bunny that he truly was, breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes.