Crush

Finally Home

Uhhh ... Smut anyone? 

Horrible smut, btw. 

If not, then you are welcome to go to the next chapter, which is the FINAL one. I just call it a bonus, but it's really the last one. Trust me. 

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Jungkook has Taehyung pinned to the bed as he pounds onto him, squeezing every innocence out of him. The sound of skin slapping mixed with groans and moans bounce around the room like music. Their bed was stained with white substances, the sheets were torn from every angle, and the pillows were everywhere.

There were four pillows but two were only on the bed. One was at the edge of the bed, almost falling off, and the other was under Taehyung's head. Both of them were dirty, especially Taehyung. 

Jungkook folded Taehyung in half with his legs on his shoulders, his hands pinned to the bed as his skin was being decorated nonstop. Taehyung was crying at the intense feeling that would not leave him even for a second. 

He was crying, sweating, and saliva drooled onto the side of his cheek. He didn't have time to wipe it away before the new ones covered the old ones. 

Jungkook sat up from him and slowed down. Taehyung finally breathed again after such torture. He was looking at Jungkook for his next move. When he saw him smirking, he knew it's not over. 

Taehyung raised his hands to hold onto Jungkook's abdomen to stop him from moving. "K-K-Ko-Kook-"

"Nah-ah-ah, babe, what did I tell you?" Jungkook pinned Taehyung's hands by his side again. 

"D-do I-I-I-I r-really ha-ve to?" Taehyung's cheeks were red. 

Jungkook nodded with excitement. Taehyung could see the thrill inside Jungkook's eyes as they shine by the lamp. Taehyung gulped, not liking the name he was about to call Jungkook with. 

"Come on, babe, it's not even that hard." Jungkook encouraged. 

"O-Oppa," his cheeks burned into an even redder color, "pl-please sl-slo-w down." 

Jungkook smiled, mischievously. Taehyung's eyes widened. Jungkook just got bigger inside of him. 

"Y-you-- w-why?!" He screamed, crying once again at the intense pleasure that was driving him crazy. 

When Jungkook leaned back, he suddenly squeezed Taehyung's arms. The one that he pinned to the bed. 

"Didn't I say I will prove it to you? About how crazy I am about you?" 

"B-but we've been do-ah, ko-op-pa!" Jungkook pulled Taehyung's hands at the same time he thrust inside, pushing himself a little bit deeper. 

That was the end of their conversation before Jungkook rammed into the man below him, hard and rough, continuing to pump inside nonstop, and claimed him as his. 

Taehyung screamed. He tried to get away, but Jungkook held him even tighter than before. One of his hands escaped, and he started to hit Jungkook's naked chest. His energy was drained from him. Although he was the one that received, he felt as if he was the one giving. 

Jungkook caught his hand, and pinned both of them on top of his head with only one hand. The other one hooked under one of Taehyung's legs as he brought it on his shoulders, as the other leg rested by his hip. 

There was no sign of him stopping. He pounded so hard, Taehyung almost thought he would die for sure. He was so tired, but because of Jungkook's stamina, he couldn't close his eyes for a second without feeling like dying.