VKook Oneshots/Smut Book🔞

Jungkook's Horny Princess [M]

Taehyung stumbled through the bustling streets, his eyes squinting against the harsh afternoon sun. He'd spent his day at the office, pushing paperwork and sipping coffee that had long since turned cold. The monotony of his job was a stark contrast to the vibrant life he led with Jungkook. His thoughts drifted to his lover, a smoldering fire in the pit of his stomach that grew hotter with every passing moment. Jungkook, the man who could make him feel alive with just a touch, a look, a single word.

The anticipation built as Taehyung approached their shared apartment, his steps quickening. He knew Jungkook would be home soon, and the thought of their reunion made his heart race. The moment the door swung open, Taehyung dropped his briefcase, letting it clatter against the floor. He didn't care about the papers spilling out or the mess he'd make later. All that mattered was getting to Jungkook, feeling his warmth, his strength, his love.

He heard Jungkook's laughter from the living room, the sweet sound of their friends' chatter mixing with the hum of the TV. Taehyung's pulse quickened, and he took a deep breath to steady himself before making his grand entrance. Jungkook looked up from the couch, his eyes lighting up at the sight of his boyfriend. Their friends looked over, grinning knowingly. They were used to Taehyung's dramatic greetings, but they never failed to entertain.

With a mischievous glint in his eye, Taehyung sailed over to Jungkook, ignoring the teasing looks. He wrapped his arms around Jungkook's neck, pulling him in for a deep, passionate kiss. Jungkook's arms tightened around his waist, lifting him slightly off the floor. The room fell away, and it was just the two of them, lost in the intensity of their connection. The friends' laughter and banter faded into the background, a distant echo as Taehyung's hands roamed over Jungkook's broad chest.

Breaking the kiss, Taehyung whispered, "your princess is home," his voice a sultry purr that sent a shiver down Jungkook's spine. Jungkook smirked, understanding the unspoken demand. He set Taehyung down gently, his eyes dark with desire. "Come," he said, his voice a low rumble that made Taehyung's knees weak. "Let's go to our room."

Their friends, used to the couple's playful dynamics, returned to their own conversations, smiling and exchanging glances. They knew well enough to give the two some space when Taehyung had that look in his eyes. Jungkook took Taehyung's hand and led him down the hallway, his grip firm and possessive. The door to their room clicked shut, and suddenly, the rest of the world ceased to exist.

The room was bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun, casting warm shadows across the unmade bed. Taehyung's heart fluttered as Jungkook's hands began to explore his body, his calloused fingertips tracing the outline of his waist, sending waves of pleasure through him. He leaned into the touch, his breath hitching as Jungkook unbuttoned his shirt with a practiced ease, revealing the soft, pale skin beneath.

Taehyung's eyes searched Jungkook's, finding them filled with a hunger that matched his own. He reached up to cup Jungkook's cheek, pulling him down for another kiss, this one deeper, more urgent. Jungkook's tongue danced with his, a silent promise of what was to come. They stumbled towards the bed, their lips never parting, their bodies fitting together like two pieces of a puzzle made for this exact moment.

Jungkook's hands slipped to Taehyung's belt, unbuckling it with a deft twist of his wrist. His pants fell to the floor, and Taehyung stepped out of them, feeling the cool air kiss his skin. He whimpered against Jungkook's mouth as the older man's hands moved to the front of his boxers, tracing the outline of his growing erection. The fabric was the only barrier between them now, a flimsy shield that Jungkook tore away without hesitation.

Taehyung's back hit the bed with a soft thud, Jungkook's weight pressing him into the mattress. The world outside the room was forgotten as they kissed, their bodies entwined in a dance of passion and need. Jungkook's hands were everywhere, leaving a trail of fire across Taehyung's skin. He moaned into the kiss, his legs parting instinctively as Jungkook's hand found its way to his hard cock. The touch was electric, making him arch off the bed with a gasp.