"You're so annoying," Taehyung chuckled, playfully slapping Jungkook's hand away. Jungkook had been poking and prodding at his thigh for the past five minutes, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
Jungkook smirked, his fingers lingering on the soft flesh. "But they're just so cute," he teased, giving Taehyung's thigh a gentle squeeze. "I can't help it."
Taehyung rolled his eyes, his cheeks flushing slightly. He knew Jungkook had a thing for his thighs, especially when they had a little extra jiggle to them. It had been a constant source of amusement and occasional embarrassment for Taehyung, but he couldn't help but find it endearing. "You're going to leave bruises," he warned, though his voice held no actual malice.
"I don't mind leaving marks on your body that we're obviously made by me," Jungkook said, his voice dropping to a low purr. He leaned in closer, his breath tickling Taehyung's ear. "It's like claiming what's mine," he whispered, a smug grin playing on his lips.
Taehyung's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't help but feel a thrill at Jungkook's possessive tone. He pushed Jungkook away gently with a laugh. "You're ridiculous," he said, though his protest was weak. He was secretly enjoying the attention.
"Let go of me, I have to go study," Taehyung giggled, trying to stand up from the couch, but Jungkook's grip only tightened.
"Not until I've had my fill," Jungkook replied, his eyes focused on the plump thighs he hadn't let go of. He started to knead the flesh, his thumbs digging into the squishy parts, making Taehyung yelp in mock protest.
Taehyung's laughter grew louder as Jungkook's ministrations grew more vigorous. His cheeks were now a deeper shade of pink, and he could feel his heart racing with excitement. "Jungkook, I'm serious," he gasped between giggles. "You already finished college, so let me finish college as well."
Jungkook didn't miss a beat, his hands continuing to knead and squeeze. "Fine," he said, his voice playful but firm. "But I need my daily dose of these pillows. It's for my sanity." He leaned in closer, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin of Taehyung's inner thigh.
Taehyung's breath hitched as Jungkook's teeth sank into the flesh. He tried to suppress the moan that threatened to escape, but the pleasure was too intense. "Jungkook, not so hard," he whimpered, his body betraying his protests by leaning into the bite.
Jungkook pulled away, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "You like it, don't you?" he taunted, licking the reddened spot before his teeth found another spot to bite. Taehyung's hands flew to Jungkook's shoulders, his nails digging in slightly as the pain mingled with pleasure.
"Jungkook, no, I hope you're not thinking what I think you're thinking," Taehyung's voice was a mix of excitement and trepidation. Jungkook's teeth had always had a strange effect on him, a delicious blend of pain and pleasure that made his toes curl and his stomach flip.
"What if I am?" Jungkook murmured against his skin, his breath hot and tantalizing. His teeth grazed the sensitive flesh once more, and Taehyung couldn't help but let out a low moan. He knew Jungkook heard it, felt his smug smile against his thigh.
With a sudden burst of strength, Taehyung hit the back of Jungkook's head lightly, but with enough force to make him look up. "You're going to make me fail my exams," he complained, though the heat in his voice didn't match his words. Jungkook's touch was intoxicating, making it difficult for Taehyung to concentrate on anything else.
Jungkook's smirk grew wider. "Is that so?" He asked, his eyes gleaming with mischief. He released Taehyung's thigh and leaned back, his hands resting behind his head. "I guess I'll have to find another way to keep you entertained, then."
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VKook Oneshots/Smut Book🔞
FanfictionBro, it literally says VKook oneshots on the title so why do I need to put on a description? Top Jungkook Bottom Taehyung