Truth Or Love || Taekook

33 (M)

*MATURE CONTENT!!

"Your wish is my command."

Jungkook hovered over Taehyung, lips brushing the shell of his ear, voice husky with desire, "Do you have lube?"

Taehyung, flushed and breathless, shook his head. "I don't... but there's body oil in the drawer."

Without missing a beat, Jungkook retrieved it, his movements deliberate.

As he returned to the bed, his eyes swept over Taehyung, taking in every inch, admiring the way his skin glowed in the low light.

When he slowly removed Taehyung's underwear, revealing all of him, Jungkook paused, his breath catching in awe.

"God, Tae..." His voice was barely a whisper, filled with reverence.

Taehyung blushed deeply, feeling both vulnerable and wanted, turning his face to the side.

Jungkook's hand wrapped around Taehyung's length, giving it a gentle pump, and a spark of electricity shot through Taehyung's body, pulling a soft gasp from his lips.

Jungkook applied the oil to his fingers, warming it between them before trailing his slick fingers lower, teasing Taehyung's entrance.

Taehyung tensed slightly, feeling the unfamiliar sensation. Jungkook kissed his forehead softly. "I'll go slow. Just breathe for me."

He slid one finger inside, moving it slowly, his eyes never leaving Taehyung's face.

Taehyung winced, feeling the initial discomfort, but nodded for Jungkook to continue.

"It feels... weird, but keep going," Taehyung whispered, gripping the bedsheets.

Jungkook added a second finger, carefully stretching him, moving in a steady rhythm.

"Tell me if it hurts," Jungkook said softly, kissing Taehyung's lips as a distraction from the slight discomfort.

As Jungkook curled his fingers, he finally found Taehyung's sweet spot, and Taehyung gasped sharply, arching his back.

"Ahhh.....Jungkook!" he moaned, the feeling of pleasure replacing the initial discomfort. "That... that feels good."

Jungkook smirked slightly, brushing his thumb over Taehyung's length as he continued to finger him, each motion deliberate and slow.

"You're doing so well for me, princess," Jungkook whispered, his voice husky.

When Taehyung's body had adjusted to the feeling, he whispered breathlessly, "Jungkook... I'm ready. I want you now."

Jungkook removed his fingers gently, his eyes locked on Taehyung's flushed face.

Reaching for his pants, he took out a condom from his pocket, smirking as Taehyung raised an eyebrow.

"Why do you even have that?" Taehyung asked, blushing.

Jungkook winked, tearing open the packet. "You never know when you might need one."

Rolling the condom onto his length, he added more oil, aligning himself at Taehyung's entrance.

He looked down at Taehyung, their eyes meeting in an unspoken moment of understanding.

"It might hurt a little at first, but I promise I'll go slow."

Taehyung nodded, bracing himself as Jungkook slowly pushed in, the stretch making him wince. His hands gripped Jungkook's arms tightly, his breath hitching.

"Shhh... breathe, princess," Jungkook whispered, kissing his neck, then his chest, trying to distract him from the pain. "You're doing so well."

After a few moments, Taehyung's body relaxed, the pain easing into something more manageable.