The One And Only || Taekook

PROLOGUE

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Taehyung let out a strangled breath, he shivered and twisted and moaned under his boyfriend who hit the spot dead with each powerful thrust. He would even stop breathing for a few seconds, just to be more focused over the pleasure he was receiving. Sex always felt passionate between them as Jungkook was a man with a heavy appetite, leaving both of them satisfied by the end.

The low, submissive moan felt like music to his ears and Jungkook took it as a cue to drop his pace down to tease his sub and circle his hips in a rhythmic pattern which awoke every nerve end with the anticipation to get a step closer to the heavenly release. The sound of skin slapping reduced itself as the path became slower and smoother, the room now replaced by wet sounds of pre-cum.

"Koook!" Taehyung couldn't form a coherent sentence when he suddenly felt a cold hand wrap around his impressive length, while he felt his nipples getting toyed. His eyes rolled in the back of his head, back arched giving more access to his boyfriend as he tightly gripped at the sheets, almost there.

"So t-tight!" Jungkook expelled a groan to which Taehyung responded with a whiny cry as a warning that he was cumming and the next moment warm liquid oozed out of his heated red tip.

Jungkook smirked, and increased his pace as he continued to nibble on his beautiful back. Tae's eyes were closed in pure ecstasy, while Jungkook watched the beauty coming undone before him. He felt a distinct power in being the one who had such an effect on Taehyung.

The thrusts started becoming a little weaker and sloppier as Jungkook threw his head back while Taehyung's legs shook under the sheer pleasure. Soon both the boys came over each other crying each other's names and Tae was still breathing hard as beads of sweat escaped through the sides of his ears. "That, was great!" he exclaimed as he plopped down on the bed with Jungkook breathing heavily over him, his chest heaving up and down, clashing with the others back simultaneously. Taehyung burned in pleasure at this moment of intimacy.

Apart from the sex, anything that he was always super engaged in was the very next moments of it. That moment when you're just in the moment, up from giving away all the lust, a little eye contact followed by that shy smile, or giggling or cuddling or who knows, another round of slow sex? Right now he was definitely dead but can never miss another chance of screwing him, could he?

The house was suddenly too quiet apart from Jungkook's little snores. Taehyung took in a moment to breathe but boy, was it reeking of sex in here. He reached over to the nightstand to check his phone and- 3 hours. It had been 3 hours since they started? Well. God help me with my legs for the next week.

Taehyung winced as he got up to a sitting position, only to find the other side of the bed empty. The whole room was just as messy as it was before, now added by a distinct stink and a bunch of clothes which they were supposed to be wearing but had clearly decided otherwise. His eyes swept to the bathroom glass as he could make out Jungkook's silhouette reaching for the towel. Damn. He did look the sexiest while showering.

Taehyung watched his boyfriend end his shower, tie a towel around his waist and pat his feet dry on the doormat as he always did before stepping on the clean floor.
"You up?" Jungkook went ahead with putting his pants on, not actually bothered with the response while the other, knowing that, only mumbled one, leaning against the wall.

"What?" Jungkook asked as he looked up at the other with an annoyed expression to make him stop staring at him. "What was that? I'm not a mind reader." He said as he casually rolled in a t shirt. "Nothing. Just-" Taehyung didn't complete his sentence, rather acted it out as he squeezed Jungkook's waist and laid his head on his back.

"I don't know, just felt a little empty after the sex." On hearing this, Jungkook unwound his hands and even though he felt that Taehyung would feel better if he looked him in the eye and talked to him, he kept walking towards the door, collecting his stuff as he mumbled, "It's nothing. People tend to feel emotional after sex, Tae. See you later." Jungkook winked as he closed the door behind him.

Yeah, but ain't I supposed to feel that with you? And so should you.