🌻 kiss 🌿

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taehyung never realized how tiny the room was until now, when he barges through the door and immediately pulls jungkook into a kiss again.

it's much easier this time, jungkook places his hands on taehyung's shoulders, who holds him by the thighs and the younger wraps his legs around his waist.

taehyung couldn't think of anything, except the way jungkook whines into the kiss, pushing himself more into it.

jungkook, extremely drunk, works his way on taehyung's shirt. button by button. taehyung pulls apart for a moment, lips connected by a slim string of saliva and jungkook still looking dazed.

taehyung walks slowly to the couch, massaging jungkook's thick thighs as he lays him down on the soft velvety material.

"oh baby-" jungkook's breath hitches when taehyung's hand travel on his stomach. he feels the goosebumps when he raises his black shirt and skim on the skin.

"so pretty, just for me" a kiss on his navel, then a little above, and he keeps going like that until he has to start again. he knows that jungkook wants to be kissed again, but his stomach itself was whimpering. taehyung didn't leave a single inch while kissing his skin.

"taehyung, tae-" it's difficult for him to talk, to breathe even. he knew of course that taehyung could kiss amazing but he had no idea what wonders it actually carried. taehyung has pounced on him again, kissing him so roughly.

taehyung gets on his knees, both of them on either side of jungkook's thighs and palms placed on either sides of jungkook's head. he has a goddamn smirk, the one that drove jungkook insane.

"what-" it took him ages to realize what taehyung was trying to do, but when he did, he raises himself by his elbows and kisses taehyung.

his elbows hurt, but that pain was numb because taehyung was still smirking- he'd do anything to get rid of it.

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taehyung doesn't know what time it is, but there's a knocking on the door. jungkook has his thighs wrapped around his waist, lips still on his lips.

at first taehyung ignores it, guessing it's just room service, but the knocking gets louder and louder and more disturbing. he leans away from jungkook for moment and gets up, huffing.

"TAEHYUNGGIEE! YOU FUCKING BRAT" an odd choice of words for the weirdest sick-sweet voice. he cringes at the loud sound, looking up to see seokjin and yoongi standing at the door. seokjin was giving yoongi a piggy back ride, the softest smile on his face.

"crash in the same room guys, and don't puke on the carpets please" seokjin rolls his eyes and walks inside. taehyung thanks every deity that the two of them are too drunk to question about jungkook's state.

he closes the door, quickly chucking his shirt away as he runs to the couch, only to find jungkook asleep, mouth ajar and hands flaying around.

"pfft" he says as he picks jungkook up and carries him to his room, stripping him to boxers and throwing on a loose sweater.

"mm good night" jungkook murmurs as taehyung kisses him on his forehead.

mintues later there's a loud bang.

"oh NAM-" taehyung shuts the door immediately, hoping that jimin and namjoon weren't doing the one thing they'd probably be doing.

taehyung was so in love with jungkook, he sleeps with a stupid grin on his face.


a/n

y'all ANSWER REALLY DETHRONED EVERY OTHER ALBUM AND NICKI REALLY DID GO WITH HER KOREAN CHILDREN EJFOFN lmao here's porn pt. 2

- twishmangi

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