Mental-Taekook

~28~

Ok hi basically, some of you may be confused how he was talking to jungkook then jungkook says he hasn't moved,

Basically, taehyung sees kook in his darkest moments, in moments he needs Him there,

He needed him in that very moment.

As well as people being confused why he was on the ledge in the first place, it will be explained later on,

Taehyung is basically only living for jungkook at this point, he's found what he's here for at last and has grown addicted, he thought jungkook had gone once again.

Also I low-key want a thank u, next edit of jungkook from this story? Pls someone make that and send it to me xoxox

Happy new year 💜💜💜

Warnings:

.smut that I had to write myself because my smut dealer wouldn't answer me Eliza I'm looking at you
~no p.o.v~

Jungkook wasn't used to being this needy, nor did he like it, jungkook was raised to be in control, tell others what to do, give what he wanted to give, not practically begging to take it up the ass.

"T-tae!"

"You keep calling me that, if you really wanted it, you'd try a littl-no a lot harder, you need me Jungkook, need me to touch your skin, to make you feel good, yet your doing an awful job at convincing me."

The younger gripped onto the elders shirt, whispering into his ear

"M-master please...I n-need you...."

Taehyungs breath hitched, moving his hands to the youngers thighs, slowly exploring his slim waist,

"Call me that again kitten"

"M-master please, please, m-mark what's yours- i-I'm y-yours...."

His fingers played with Jungkooks zipper, teasingly pulling it down, before lowly chuckling against his neck, "You're going to regret ever saying them words after I'm done with you,"

Jungkooks eyes looked innocently up at taes dark and lustful ones,

Those very eyes are what drives Taehyung more insane, they made his whole heart and soul ache, but there was a reason, a weirdly valid one, because those eyes meant he was needed, wanted, something new to him, something different,

~jungkook~

i've tried to find an escape, but everytime i think im done, I fall for you again, I guess it's to do with how different you are, it's self destruction, why the fuck does life keep bringing me back to you? You take my cares away, i'm getting too emotional, yet i can't leave for too long, swear his touch is a curse,

I think I've gotten drunk 3 times to pretend that I don't think about him,

But I just keep acting like it's nothing, all I need is to see his face and it all crashes.

"you got me dreaming, it's impossible to ignore you."

his low chuckle and stare went through to my soul, something about it was haunting,

"I just want you to be mine, won't you just give me your time? You're playing hard to get but I know you want me too."

"You're one of a kind jungkook, I got you all on your knees,"

"I won't stop trying,"

"I know, once I touch you, I bet you won't leave."

A smirk appeared on his face, "you won't stop trying will you? You got me feeling so out of place, I'm trying find words just to say, because damn, look at your face."

My lips collapsed on his as I gripped his shoulders,

He loosely laid his hands around my waist, "it's impossible to ignore you, we'd be great together wouldn't we?"

"Make me yours tae, before someone else does."

His grip tightened, "I'm planning on it,"

"Please tae, please f-fuck me..."

"You crave my touch don't you baby boy? You need it don't you? Tell me no now, because there's no stopping me after I start my little kookie~"

He slid his hands down my sides once more, before picking me up, sitting me on the desk, and standing in between my legs.

~taehyung~
I pulled his pants down, slowly palming him as my lips continued to move against him, I felt his moans leave his mouth, they were soft and cute.

Very fitting for him, 1 in the morning 2 in the morning, he knows what he came for, no broken hearts in here, we only got one life, so do what the fuck you want till you die.

I'm taking over the city, with him by my side, he ain't going home,

He says he knows me well, but these days I don't even know myself, but I always get so fucking numb with all the feeling that I forget about the pain.

I hate it, I love it, and I can't take it, but I'll stay this time.

I moved my lips to his jaw, leaving rough and dark kisses, nothing sloppy about it,

"The desire I have for your skin is unnerving,"

"M-master p-please...f-fuck."

Humming against his neck I pull off my own top, disregarding it completely as it fell to the floor,

I pulled him closer if that was even possible, my hand continuing to move on his crotch, "what is it you want kitten? What is it you desire?"

"Y-you."

Smirking I carry him to the bed, somewhat throwing him on, before hovering over him, and quickly pulling down his underwear as well as my own pants,

As I stood there, towering over his naked body in just underwear, I take in his true beauty.

His tan creamy skin, beautiful deep brown eyes, with a hint of lust, he's such a dream to me, them very eyes met mine, leaning down once again kissing his neck I pull down my own underwear,

Teasingly my length stayed at his entrance "louder."

"You, you, a-all you."

Without hesitation I thrusted in, whimpering his head tilted back, I kissed his chest comfortingly,

"Sorry kitten, I'll try and be careful, but around you I just can't control myself."

"Don't- d-dont be careful..."

My smirk widened, looking down on him, I thrusted harder, repetitively hitting his prostate I found in a matter of minutes, harder everytime,

Loud moans filling up the entire room, till the whole place was drowning in them, the speed kept picking up as my hips slammed into his.

Moments passed and he was tangled up in my arms, both naked sweaty and dare I say it, in love.