Busan Express [Taekook]

49. Closer To You

Jungkook leaned in, his lips brushing against Taehyung’s ear. His breath was warm against Taehyung’s skin, causing a delicious shiver to run down his spine. “You have no idea what you do to me,” Jungkook whispered, his voice low and husky.

Taehyung’s knees felt like jelly, his entire body trembling with every tantalizing touch. Jungkook’s lips traced a scorching path down Taehyung’s jawline, each kiss leaving a fiery trail on his skin. Taehyung’s hands clutched Jungkook’s shirt, pulling him impossibly closer, desperate for more. Taehyung was like in a daze. 

Jungkook pulled back just enough to lock eyes with Taehyung. Their faces were mere inches apart, Jungkook’s gaze searching Taehyung’s for any sign of hesitation. Taehyung’s throat was parched, his tongue darting out to moisten his lips, which glistened in anticipation.

Seeing no hesitation, Jungkook finally claimed Taehyung’s lips with his own.

The kiss was electric—a fierce and urgent collision of lips. Jungkook’s lips pressed against Taehyung’s with a ravenous intensity, the kiss growing hotter and more desperate by the second. Jungkook could hardly believe how exciting it felt to kiss Taehyung; the taste and warmth overwhelmed his senses. The intensity of the kiss and the way Taehyung responded so eagerly ignited a fire within him, turning him on in a way that he had never felt before.

Jungkook’s hands roamed Taehyung’s body, pulling him tightly against him. Unknowingly, Taehyung’s fingers tangled in Jungkook’s hair, deepening the kiss with a fervor that spoke of unbridled desire and a hint of desperation.

Their bodies moved in a heated rhythm, pressing against each other with fervor that was almost unbearable.

With a sudden, passionate urgency, Jungkook pushed Taehyung onto the bed, hovering over him. Taehyung fell onto the mattress with a soft thud, his hair splayed out and his eyes shining with a mix of desire and vulnerability. Jungkook paused, drinking in the sight of Taehyung beneath him, his chest rising and falling rapidly with each breath.

“God, you’re breathtaking,” Jungkook whispered, his voice thick with need.

Jungkook kissed Taehyung again, a blend of passion and tenderness that left him breathless. His hands found their way to Taehyung’s waist, fingers gripping the hem of his top. As he began to lift the fabric, Jungkook's heart pounded with anticipation, each moment feeling more electric than the last.

He paused, letting his lips drift down to Taehyung’s neck. Soft, trailing kisses landed on Taehyung’s skin, each one sending a ripple of pleasure through his body. Jungkook could feel Taehyung’s heartbeat quicken beneath his lips, the rapid pulse a testament to the intensity of their connection.

With each kiss, Jungkook's desire grew stronger. He savored the warmth of Taehyung’s skin, the faint taste of his cologne mingling with the natural scent that was uniquely Taehyung. 

Taehyung's breath hitched, and he tilted his head back, giving Jungkook better access. His hands tangled in Jungkook's hair, pulling him closer and urging him on. The sensation of Taehyung's fingers in his hair, the soft gasps escaping his lips, only fueled Jungkook's need.

He kissed his way down Taehyung's neck to the hollow of his throat, each touch of his lips a promise, a declaration of his feelings. 

Just as Jungkook began to lift Taehyung’s top, revealing the smooth, warm skin beneath, Taehyung's voice, soft yet piercing, reached his ears. “Jungkook,” he whispered, a mixture of urgency and tenderness in his tone.

Jungkook stopped, his hands frozen in place as he stared at Taehyung. He came out of his daze, a storm of thoughts swirling in his mind. Did he force himself on Taehyung? Had he hurt him in his moment of passion? Jungkook's heart clenched with fear at the thought that he might have been too lost in his own desire to notice Taehyung’s feelings. But the way Taehyung had responded to his touch, the way his body had moved in sync with Jungkook's, it had felt so mutual, so right. Yet doubt gnawed at him.