Tainted Love (Taekook)

04

When Taehyung woke up the next day, Jungkook was not in the bed. The blonde squinted his eyes still holding the pillow to his naked body under the covers. He glanced towards the clock on the night stand.

The time showed nine am.

The man yawned stretching himself but it turned into a slight hiss when his sleepy mind registered the pain down. Taehyung cursed under his breath. Holding the pillow tightly for a few minutes to gather some strength, he got up. His robe was placed at the edge of the bed.

Jungkook must have left it there.

The blonde smiled. Getting out of the bed, he picked it up and limped over to the mirror. His eyes trailed down his bare front. From his messy hairs, hooded eyes, bite on his lower lip to the hickeys on his neck down to slightly swollen nipples, he had the proof of Jungkook making love to him everywhere.

The smile on his lips widened even more. The man raised his hand up. His fingers trailed down the skin of his neck, down to his chest and abdomen sensually as he tried to feel the ravenette's traces all over him once again.

While his hand rested on his abdomen, his blue eyes drifted down to his morning wood.

He kept staring at his reflection in the mirror blankly. He didn't like what he saw. He looked away and tied the knot of his robe hiding himself from his own eyes as something stirred within him.

Locking away his feelings, he shut his mind and walked out of the room with a slight limp in his steps.

When he walked down the stairs into the hall, he found Jungkook working his way around in the kitchen wearing his white shirt and grey slacks. As always, he had left his upper two buttons open and had  rolled up his sleeves.

He looked so refreshingly hot with his damp hairs falling over his forehead. He must have had a shower already.

Taehyung smiled and walked over to his husband, who was searching for something in the fridge now. As he stood up, the blonde hugged him from behind. Jungkook was caught off guard as he hadn't noticed the other, but the next moment, he was looking at the blonde over his shoulder.

"Hey... Good morning."

"G'morning." The blonde slurred closing his eyes as he rested his face against his husband's broad back.

"Slept well, baby?'' Jungkook asked, closing the fridge.

Taehyung just nodded as he inhaled the ravenette's calming scent. What he had felt back in the room, it was very disturbing.

When Jungkook noticed the unusual behaviour, he removed Taehyung's hand from his chest and turned around to face him. "What happened, Tae? You wanna sleep more, love?''

His words and the concern in his voice shifted something within the blonde. He looked into his husband's brown eyes which peered at him so softly. He felt the tender caress of that gaze on his skin bringing it to life.

Taehyung shook his head. "I want you."

The ravenette furrowed his eyebrows. "What?"

The blonde didn't say anything. Untying the knot in his robe, he parted it revealing his morning wood. "Suck me, Jungkook."

The ravenette glanced up from Taehyung's hardness to his blue, drunken eyes. He was about to say something when the blonde pushed him down by his shoulder. "I want you to swallow each drop." He ordered in his husky morning voice.

Sitting on his knees, the man with raven-black hair looked up at his husband, amused. Jungkook had seen that look of urgency and desperation on the blonde's face millions of times. Every time he made such a demand, he seem to be standing on the verge. As if... as if he will go crazy if he didn't get what he wanted.