pretty boy - taejin

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"I'm pregnant."

Seokjin jerked up from his spot on the sofa and gasped. "What?! Hoseok, don't tell me this is a joke!"

"No," He laughed softly, "I'm really pregnant. With Jungkook and Yoongi's baby...or, babies, I dunno really."

Seokjin tapped the case of his cellphone timidly, cheeks flushing. He knew how much effort it was for Taehyung to calm down from his instinctually horny nerves, how hard would it have been for both Yoongi and Jungkook to subside into a normally acting vampire again? "Well, that's great! Me and Taehyung are actually trying for a baby, too." He giggled as he heard Hoseok's extra gasp on the other end.

"We could he pregnant buds!"

"Aha, yeah. How many weeks along are you?" Seokjin asked, feeling his heart palpitate from the prospect of having a child. Ever since Taehyung and Seokjin had made sweet love that day, Seokjin's body had stopped hurting and his body started to make changes, like having a higher bodily temperature, his breasts began to swell a little, his tummy began to protrude a little more and when Seokjin asked why, Taehyung responded that his body was making 'extra room' for their baby.

"Mm...about twelve? It was a while ago...they're all so excited to see me when I'm about to give birth; apparently that's when I'll smell the best?" Hoseok laughed again and Seokjin shifted around on the sofa as something uncomfortable settled on his stomach. "Oh, I gotta go. Yoongi's calling. Bye!"

"B-bye," Seokjin uttered out, hanging up and massaging his stomach. There was a subtle pain within them and Seokjin wondered if those goddamn pains were gonna come back, so he quickly got up and began to brew himself a cup of peppermint tea. As he waited for that to brew, a sharp pain stabbed through his head and he hissed. "Agh, fuck..." He muttered, hunching over on the counter. His head began to pound and Seokjin pressed his lips together as slick dribbled down his thighs and he squeezed his thighs together in shock. The hell? He wasn't even having sex, why was his body producing slick?!

I want Taehyung.

The single thought just struck his mind and suddenly, Seokjin sank to his knees, slick pooling out of him in waves, the pain replaced with some sort of drunken lust. His belly still hurt a little, but his lower body ached for Taehyung. "P-please...T-Taehyung, wan' you so bad..." He whined, falling onto the tile floor and his fingers greedily slipping into his puckered hole. "Where are you, master?" Seokjin hitched as he felt his fingers brush his own prostate. Taehyung should be upstairs...

He whimpered, rutted his hips down onto the tile and keened when he felt the cool tile on his cock. He did this several more times until he came, ejaculating into his boxers with a loud gasp, shivering as he felt the liquid drip down his lower abdomen. He continued to rub himself until he flipped around and caught a whiff of a musky, sort of attractive scent.

Taehyung?

And so with shaky legs, Seokjin stood and began to make his way towards Taehyung. Dirty and soaked with his slick and cum, he bunched up his shirt in his hands and bit down on his lip when he heard Taehyung humming softly in the shower.

"Please..." Seokjin collapsed on the bed, throwing his clothes off except for his top. "Fuck me...wan' you really bad, master, please..."

-

He didn't expect to see Seokjin a moaning, sobbing mess on their bed when he stepped out of the shower. His skin still hot and his hair damp, he watched with his mouth agape as Seokjin fondled his own nipples and bit his lips, taking in shuddering breaths and gasping out broken moans. He would be lying if he said he didn't sport a total hard on from that sight, not to mention wit the sweet scent of Seokjin's natural lubricant in the air.