CINDERFELLA || TAEKOOK

[25] Thorough

(A/N): AHHHHH thank you all for 1K+ reads. I'm crying. I'll keep writing. we've got this book to finish + 2 more in the series.

I'm already planning a new series I want to write too ;)

Seriously though, thank you so much for reading my first ever book. It means a lot.

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Thump

The man entered the room, the keys jingling as he carried them, slowly making his way across the floor.

Jungkook pressed his lips together tightly, and clung to Tae's hand, pushing him further back against the wall.

Taehyung found it difficult to remain absolutely silent, crushed against a wall, a bookshelf, and the thing that made it so difficult, Jungkook.

He also found it difficult not to panic, as the footsteps grew louder, exploring the extremely small library they were hidden in.

Fuuuck Jungkook's ass was so firm.

It just had to be smashed against his front, didn't it?

Taehyung bit his lip and wrapped his arms around Jungkook's small waist, his right hand still clutched with Jungkook's right, slightly shifting his body upwards causing his crotch to rub against the artist's behind, resulting in a stifled gasp from Tae.

If it was at all possible, he pulled the younger closer, still extremely aroused from their activity earlier, before they had so rudely been interrupted by death.

Their hearts pounded in sync, Taehyung's warm breath making Jungkook's neck heat up, adding to the amount of sweat that was dripping from his taut body.

Even though someone was threatening their lives, their proximity to each other and their heavy contact was driving both young men mad.

Jungkook could feel Taehyung's extremely hard arousal growing against his behind, which in turn made him inflame, cursing his un-severable attraction to the prince behind him.

His eyes went wide when he felt a pair of lips connect with the sweaty back of his neck, and a tongue graze across the same spot.

God damn it Tae

Jungkook forced his lips together harder, barely able to hold in the moan that Taehyung's mouth was invoking.

Taehyung couldn't help it.

He began to suck on Jungkook's supple skin, and his left hand pushed back underneath the clothing that clung to Jungkook's perspiration soaked abs, running his hand over them once again.