"A story in which jungkook is not allowed to love his Taehyung."
Note : this book's real author is @FiyaRehbar [ she is not a bl writer anymore]
R-18
Mature content
hhhhhhmmmhhh" Taehyung began to grind hir ass against Jungkook's thick thighs making him groaned, humiliated of being in this circumstance.
"Tae, stop it!" Jungkook warned.
"No, don't go." Taehyung pleaded, pinching Jungkook's addam apple with his nails.
"You're behaving like a bad boy." Jungkook breathed our, biting his lip piercing.
Bun, let me be with you." Taehyung mumbled seductively.
No, let me take you to your room; you are inebriated." Jungkook mumbled back trying to get his sanity.
"It's my room, no one is leaving from here; what's wrong with you, let me stay," Taehyung whimpered when Jungkook lifted him up.
I don't want something to happen that you'll regret later; you're not thinking clearly, and that's bad." Jungkook desparately said.
"Don't touch me there," Jungkook muttered as Taehyung got the chance to caress his earlobe.
"I will," Taehyung responded, prodding and stretching Jungkook's cheeks by his teeth.
"I dare you to touch me again, and I'll dig your-" jungkook halt in his words when Taehyung grabbed a large section of his neck; the salty flavor and low sighs intensified as he chewed the flesh in his mouth; the wet saliva spread over and dried out with his every lick and suck; Jungkook arched his neck, giving him more excess to suck.
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Jungkook gasped in sharp pain as Taehyung used his teeth, but the pleasure was delicious. He pulled Taehyung's head deeper into his neck, and Taehyung touched the magnificent art with his wet tongue to decrease the sting pain.
Taehyung's sucking sounds were far too loud in the silence, and jungkook's hard breathing eased as Taehyung adjusted his wavy hair and stared at his job.
Beautiful, I mark you, now you're just mine, Hyung is mine." Taehyung grinned and Jungkook touched his wet, painful skin, which seemed sticky; it was blood, he was amused by Taehyung's brawny work.
Someone truly claims his belongings.
My Chubby tiger got great strength."
I want to sleep; I worked hard today." Taehyung yawned in Jungkook's arms, closing his eyes.
Jungkook laid him down lightly, glancing at his innocent face. He couldn't believe what they had done a while ago, so he hid his face in the crook of his Taehyung's neck, sighing all the while.
Taehyung was wild.
[End of flashback]
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|| Present day, Morning ||
The morning after their fierce argument.
Jungkook was sitting on the couch, scanning his phone and occasionally peering at Taehyung's door, till it opened and he emerged with his college bag.
