✔ || Distract Me

Chapter 18

Jeongguk's eyes flipped open, his heart pounding. His brain dragged itself into action and he became aware of Taehyung's breath on his neck, hot and needy. "H-hyung, what are you...?"

"Mmm, want you, Kookie," Taehyung mumbled, kissing his neck. "Can I have you?"

"You already do, hyung," Jeongguk said.

"Noooo," Taehyung whined. He sounded like a pouty little kid when he was overtired, and Jeongguk honestly loved it. The maknae gasped as Taehyung's fingers found their way to the hem of his boxers. "Please, Kookie. I want to show you how much I love you."

"You don't have to fuck me for that," Jeongguk said, surprising himself.

Taehyung's eyes widened, suddenly fully awake, and he grinned slyly. "What if I want to? Does that change things?"

Jeongguk nuzzled into Taehyung's throat and then kissed a spot just beneath his Adam's apple. Taehyung gasped, craning his neck, "Kookie..."

Gathering up all of his courage, Jeongguk situated himself between Taehyung's thighs and eased off the elder's boxers. Taehyung propped himself up on his elbows, eyes wide. "Jeonggukie, what are you doing?"

Terror was gripping the maknae's throat because shit, here he was, and he wasn't about to back down, but he'd never done this before and what if he was terrible? What if Taehyung hated it? What if -

To shut himself up, Jeongguk dropped his mouth down around Taehyung's growing member. With a shocked gasp, Taehyung's head fell back onto his pillow. "Fuck, Jeongguk!"

His hips bucked up into Jeongguk's mouth and the maknae gagged. Taehyung shakily pet his hair, "S-sorry, Kookie."

Jeongguk hummed and then immediately noted that Taehyung liked it when he did that. He squeezed his eyes shut, concentrating, but his jaw was starting to ache. Before it could lock, Jeongguk pulled his head up. Taehyung whined, but immediately cut himself off as he watched Jeongguk yank off his own boxers. The maknae straddled his hyung's hips, sucking his fingers. He'd watched this in a porn once. Hopefully it'd actually work.

Once satisfied, Jeongguk looked shyly up at Taehyung. His eyes were wide, jaw dropped onto his chest, and somehow grew wider as Jeongguk gingerly lowered himself onto his fingers.

It burned, fuck, it burned, but the sounds coming from Taehyung made it worth it. With some searching, Jeongguk found his prostate and whimpered. Taehyung moaned, eyes never leaving Jeongguk's ministrations.

Okay. Here goes nothing. Jeongguk braced himself against Taehyung's stomach and felt around until he had the older boy's member in his hand. Taehyung said carefully, "Kookie? The lube is in my drawer, want to grab it?"

Jeongguk ignored him, squeezing his eyes shut.

"Kookie, I really don't think that's a good - fuck!" Taehyung gasped as Jeongguk sat down flush against his pelvis.

The maknae echoed the exclamation, yelping, and launched off his hyung. He flinched at the sting that shot through his lower region. Taehyung sat up, reaching for him, "Jagi, jagiya, what were you thinking? You could have been hurt!"

Jeongguk couldn't meet his hyung's eyes. "I thought - I mean, I once saw -"

"What could you have possibly seen that made you want to have sex dry?" Taehyung snapped, but he wasn't angry, only worried about the pained expression on Jeongguk's face. And then realization dawned on him. "Kookie."

Jeongguk hid his face in Taehyung's chest. It started to vibrate beneath his cheek and he realized that Taehyung was laughing. He pulled back, opening his mouth to scold him, but he was cut off by his hyung, "Kookie, do not tell me that you took advice from porn."