My Sweetest Thing (I Will Devour You) TAEKOOK COMPLETE (18+)

Chapter 15

Taehyung pushes back desperately slowly, feeling every millimetre of Jungkook's thickness spread him open, deeper and deeper. This way, it feels never-ending... like he's going further than he has ever before, like the girth is expanding inside him until he's open, all the way to his soul.

"Ah-hnm, Jungkook..."

It feels almost too much, and not just physically. It's like Jungkook is also opening up everything Taehyung has tried to keep in all day, all the dirty suds, the leftover nasty feelings that are still lingering, they all bubble up to the surface until Taehyung feels like his heart might smother and suddenly, he feels adrift, lost, when he should be feeling good.

Whether Jungkook feels it too or just understands what's required of him, he does exactly what Taehyung needs him to do. The grip at the wrist moves up and fingers lace in between fingers, wrapping around both hands firmly. Instantly, Taehyung feels more grounded.

"I've got you, love." Jungkook whispers and Taehyung relaxes.

Jungkook's whole body tenses in the struggle to stay still, his jaw falls open at the pleasure of the tightness squeezing around his tip, the hot damp sucks him in agonisingly slowly, demanding his complete attention. It's positively maddening. Like this, he wouldn't dare push, force his way in.

"Ohmy... god." His head flops against Taehyung's shoulder, hands gripping tighter around the slender hands. Taehyung breathes deeply, pulsing in his arms, delicious hums dripping off his lips.

"Hmm..." The sound dwells so deep in Taehyung's chest when he finally reaches the depths, Jungkook all the way in, to the hilt, soft flesh meeting flesh.

"Feels good... but now I just... want you to move..." Taehyung whines and squirms at the lust igniting slowly under his skin. It's a delicious warmth that spreads all over his body, it dyes his exhaustion in rich colours. His body vibrates but he's unable to keep his eyes open.

"No. Just go to sleep... I can feel how tired your body is..."

Jungkook's breath is laboured, it's so difficult. Taehyung keeps clenching around him, sucking him in and the temptation to just fuck is overwhelming. He breathes deeply, forces his body to relax. He lets go of a hand and tucks his fingers under Taehyung's ribs, just to keep him as close as he can possibly get.

Desire percolates through him but he resists, merely tasting the need on his tongue.

He stills. Both arms around Taehyung and thighs nudging behind thighs, he's like a shell outside the soft figure, tethering him onto his cock.

It's such a vulnerable position, especially considering their situation, it seems incredible that Taehyung would trust him enough to do this. Unconditionally. Jungkook squeezes a little tighter and breathes Taehyung in.

Once they both relax completely and rest nestled against each other, it feels... wonderful.

Incredibly warm and intimate, the feelings that rise in Taehyung are raw, he can't hide here. Their embrace is so familiar, yet there are no words to describe it. It's to be close, but even closer. Like sex but more. It's like they are melting into each other in more levels than just that of the physical.

Perhaps the most surprising thing is that... it feels tender.

Taehyung could cry. He would, if he weren't already drifting away, reality slipping further by the breath. The moment feels so... beautiful... he doesn't want to sleep, he wants to remain in that space of love, in this peace he has never felt before.