Royal Lesson |KTH x JJK|✓

~10~

Now, no one knows what a drunk Prince Jungkook looks like, because he's never been drunk- he's never even drank before.

Taehyung is remarkably well at holding his alcohol, the younger however... wasn't.

At all.

After about two cups, even though they were barely filled, he was yelling and laughing louder than anybody there. The other four had to find a way to keep him quiet, worried someone would recognize the Prince's voice.

"Yoooooo! Prince Taehyung come dance with meee." He slurred on, dragging the boy out of his bar stool to grab roughly and begin swaying lazily. Taehyung was surprised the boy managed to keep up with honorifics.

"Jungkook, I think we should start sobering you up, we have to head back before someone notices we're gone."

"No! I want to stay annnnnd dancessss." Jungkook giggles like a child, his eyes hooded and teeth shining cutely.

The two stumble and Taehyung grasps the boys waist, supporting the two as Jungkook continues swaying around.

"Seriously, don't make me drag you out of-"

"It's hot in here..." The brunette mumbles. Then he takes off his jacket, taking more time than usual, and places in on his seat. He unbuttons the first few buttons of his shirt then sighs, feeling the cool ari hit his exposed collarbone.

The red royal clears his throat and looks away.

Let's not forget he found the younger cute before, and he still does. He wouldn't dare voice it though.

That's where things escalate, turning this into the most embarrassing night of Jungkook's life.

-

Nope.

This isn't happening.

Jungkook definitely isn't grinding against Taehyung, clearly drunk and out of it.

Taehyung definitely isn't enjoying it with a smirk on his face.

The others definitely aren't allowing it to happen, totally not laughing at the two and pointing not so secretly.

Let's not mention the hands roaming to places they wouldn't be had they not been at a bar, one completely drunk and the other a little tipsy.

Taehyung can't deny how great it felt with Jungkook's strong hands dancing along his body, pulling on his clothes desperately, whimpering in his ears.

The feelings went straight to his dick, making it throb and struggle against the pants he was wearing. It definitely didn't help when the younger leaned in, pressing the two's bodies firmly together to whisper in his ear.

"I'm having so much fun." He hiccuped, laughing quietly to literally no one.

"Yeah? Well at least you aren't hard with an attractive guy grinding on you and no way to fix it..." Taehyung mumbles, not really caring as the other was to drunk to even remember what he said later.

"Well... I can teach you how to get rid of it if you'd like Price Taehyung. I'll be glad to help." He says deeply, his sultry tone diving deep into the older's ears, making him shiver.

Jungkook grins lazily and bites Taehyung's ear lobe, only making the problem in his pants bigger.

Taehyung really had no idea what to do, he was so hard that his pants served no justice in hiding it- the only thing protecting him from the eyes of everybody around was Jungkook.

"You're drunk and have no idea what you're implying so I'm going to ignore that. Plus, you'd actually kill me if I took advantage of you."

"Oh come on..." He groans, turning around.

Taehyung's eyes widen and quickly pulls the other against him, still needing the cover up.

However, with Taehyung's hard boner pressed firmly against Jungkook's ass, the both of them can't help their reactions.

Taehyung sighs in relief, thankful that Jungkooks doesn't pull away- because he is definitely stronger and has the ability to, no matter the strength of Taehyung's hold.

Jungkook on the other hand, gasps quietly at the feeling of the red royal pressed against him, confused as to why it feels so good.

In his drunken state, Jungkook whimpers and pushes back against the older, needy to feel that good feeling again.

At first Taehyung doesn't realize what the younger is doing until he does it for the fourth time, moaning quietly.

Taehyung swears he loses every last bit of sanity, but somehow he manages to stop Jungkook's needy little hips by gripping his tiny waist.

Before, the two had completely forgotten about the three staring at them from the bar, but now Taehyung looks over and nods his head, waving goodbye to them.

"I need to get him back to the palace before his parents find out he's gone."

The others seen to understand, though Namjoon is smart enough to actually realize what's going on. He smiles and runs his hand through his platinum hair, winking as the two leave.

"He's going to have so much fun in the morning."

"Who?" Hoseok asks, looking away from Jimin.

"Jungkook."

The orange haired boy laughs and the three continue their previous conversation.