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Celebration begins

"Happy birthday babe," Jungkook whispered close to Tae's ear.

Tae bit his lip hard, his eyes watering, his hands all helpless, his body starting to ache.

"Mhhhhhh – naaahhh – stoppp – can't – can't take any more Jungkookieeee."

But Jungkook didn't hear a word. He just held tightly Tae's hands, his body close to Jungkook's, his back pressed against Jungkook's chest and Jungkook's cock pounding inside the birthday boy.

"Little more baby," Jungkook pleaded.

But Tae shook his head and came on the sheets for the third time. His watery eyes watching the new, beige sheets mixed with the white liquid.

"Kookieee," Tae screamed even though he knew his daughter and best friends were in the room next door. PJ and Jimin had crashed at their place and Carolina slept with them.

Finally, when Jungkook came again Tae begged him to stop, "Pleaseee – no more – I can't. I am begging you. Leave me. Leave my hands."

And Jungkook obliged finally leaving Tae's hands free and letting him fall on the pillow properly.

Moving closer to Tae, Jungkook began to kiss his shoulder, "Baby, you okay there?"

Tae turned around with difficulty and glared at his lover, "We have a freaking birthday party. Birthday party for our one year old daughter and you – what is wrong with you? Do you want me to limp in the party? Do you want people to ask us weird questions? Do you want to embarrass our parents and our daughter?"

Pouting, Jungkook buried his face in Tae's neck, "But I – I thought you too wanted birthday sex. We never had sex on your birthday till now."

Tae couldn't believe the horny bunny, "You have kept me awake since 6 am you sex freak – aahhhh – stopppp!"

Jungkook laughed and saw he had made a hickey right on Tae's collarbone.

"Shit! Don't tell me you –" Tae was touching his collarbones and without seeing knew there was a bruise on it.

Tae saw Jungkook was now moving to Tae's boobs – still hungry for some milk. Grabbing his hair, Tae pushed him aside and hit on the head.

"Shit – aahhh – don't do that I told you," Jungkook protested madly, "Carolina sees you and does the same to me. Fuck Tae!"

Shrugging Tae answered slowly getting up, "You deserve it."

But Jungkook wrapped his arms around Tae and tossed him on the bed again, tickling him, kissing his face, his neck – the marks that are still so evident on Tae's neck. The ones that Jungkook gave on that horrible night in the library when he lost control.

"Kookie – stop – now," Tae was laughing, crying and punching his would be husband, "Shit – I am crying – ugghhhh!"

Jungkook nuzzled the marks on Tae's neck and kissed them, "Its like I marked you for life with these. Like some sort of alpha shit."

Hearing that Tae began to laugh and caressed Jungkook's soft hair gently, "Don't tell me you are reading some crappy omega verse books."

Jungkook pouted and kissed Tae's mole on the nose, "What if I am? Only you can ready cheesy, raunchy lit, huh?"

Grabbing Tae's ass Jungkook was beginning for another round when his phone rang.

It was Mr. Kim.

Biting his lip, Tae teased, "Daddy can I get my appa's phone?"

Whining, Jungkook pumped his head on Tae's boob slowly nuzzling and kissing it as Tae picked up the phone.

"Appa? Thank you – yes we are on the way. Yes appa!"