WHAT HE WANTS | TAEKOOK ✓

thirty.

taehyung's pov

when jungkook and his mother arrived to my house, my mother greeted them at the door. my father was still at work, therefore he would be arriving a little later.

our mothers seemed to be getting along perfectly which was a huge relief. my mother had suggested i take jungkook up to my room which had me a blushing mess.

but nonetheless, we were walking up the stairs. i was infront of him, making me embarrassed that my bottom was in his face.

"your butt keeps bouncing and it's so tempting." jungkook spoke when we reached the top of the stairs.

he grabbed my waist, pulling me back causing my butt to press firmly against his clothed member.

it suddenly dawned to me that we were alone upstairs, my room only a few feet away.

he held me as he hummed in my ear softly. i grabbed his hands that rested on my tummy, feeling safe in his arms. i leaned my head back when he began pressing butterfly kisses down my neck.

"let's go to your room."