❀ trouble

Chapter 17 (M)

Pure smut y'all 🤧 sorry if it sucks

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" hobi! " taehyung called as he entered the living room, where hoseok sat on the couch watching mark and Jackson fail at fortnite.

" what is it? " he hummed and stroked his orange hair as taehyung cleared his throat, " jungkook doesn't feel that good and I thought maybe I should, you know, sleep at his room so if something happens during the night I'll be there to help. "

Hoseok arched an eyebrow, " really? "

" yeah. " the latter responded and hoseok shrugged, later saying, " okay. I'll sleep at Jimin's. " but secretly feeling like something strange was going on.

" hey Jackie, " taehyung said and Jackson frowned, " don't call me that! " he barked and mark chuckled. " what do you want anyway? "

" uh, h-how do you lock the door? Like, in jungkook's room? "

Everyone got real quiet.

Jackson huffed and got up, immediately whispering in taehyung's ear. He nodded and ran down the hall, heading to jungkook's room.

" so weird! " mark giggled and while they continued playing, hoseok couldn't help but agree.

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" where do you want me? " taehyung took off his jacket and sat on the bed. The door was locked and it was getting late, but the night was still young and full of possibilities for the two.

Jungkook couldn't help but blush, it was all very new to him and he mumbled, " everywhere. "

The latter smirked and immediately attached his lips to the younger's neck, licking over his mark and enjoying every sound he made in return.

" hyungie...so nice... " he mumbled, and taehyung knew he was deep in subspace. His fingers traveled down jungkook's torso, and the loose shirt he was wearing made it easier for him to slip his hand under it and feel his skin.

Jungkook's shirt rode up, and taehyung rubbed one of his nipples, they were thankful for the secluded room at the end of the hall; or else, jungkook's loud whimpers wouldn't go unnoticed.

For a fact, jungkook felt so hot at his hyung's touch that he was already soaking wet and achingly hard. He felt taehyung's other hand rubbing at his crotch and he lost it, letting out a loud moan and arching his back.

" you're so wet, huh? " taehyung chuckled and unbuttoned jungkook's pants, " can I have a taste? "

Jungkook nodded so fast he almost got whiplash.

He watched with wide eyes as taehyung's fiery red colored head moved in between his thighs. " can I take it off? " he looked into jungkook's eyes, fingers hooked onto the band of his boxers, this time they weren't embarrassing; that is, they weren't iron man boxers.

" yes, please. "

Jungkook threw his head back when taehyung practically ripped his underwear off and circled his rim with one of his fingers, " can't wait, kookie... "

He was leaking slick like crazy and having his handsome hyung touching him like that proved to be intoxicating; he twitched uncontrollably again and again.

" on your tummy. " taehyung ordered and jungkook did as he was told immediately, spreading his legs and looking back to see if taehyung's gonna continue or not.

He sure did, with his tongue pressing at jungkook's rim and a string of loud moans escaping the omega, " please, hyung... "

" greedy bunny. " taehyung remarked and then continued thrusting his tongue in and out, causing jungkook to go insane and push back against him, almost riding his face in a certain sense.