The Arrangement

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A blaring alarm pulled Jungkook out of his dreams and into reality. His actions were uncoordinated as he fumbled for Taehyung's phone, messily swiping at the screen until he turned off the alarm. He groaned, slamming his head back into the pillows.

Somehow during the night, the two boys had shifted so Jungkook was on his back and Taehyung was draped over him. The younger smiled, tracing his hand up and down his boyfriend's back soothingly. Taehyung was the epitome of a cuddler, especially in sleep. They'd often wind up in a similar position to how they were now.

Jungkook nudged the elder's shoulder. "Tae, wake up. We have to get ready."

The boy murmured into Jungkook's neck, his lips softly rubbing against Jungkook's sensitive skin. A thrill went through him at the light touch.

"Tae . . ." Jungkook breathed, the elder now purposely kissing his neck. "We have work."

"Screw work," Taehyung responded, adjusting his weight so he was straddling the younger. "Or, better yet, screw me."

Jungkook's hands went to his hips, squeezing as the elder leaned down to kiss him. Their lips brushed together softly, tasting and teasing.

“I’m going to get in trouble with my boss,” Jungkook defended meekly, moving his hands down to cup the elder’s ass.

Taehyung ground himself against him at the contact. “I’m your boss and I’m saying it’s fine.”

“You are not my boss. Namjoon is. It said so in the contract I signed for the program.”

His argument got him nowhere. Taehyung forcibly took hold of Jungkook’s wrists, lifting them off his ass and above his head. 

“I’m the boss right now, baby. And you’re going to follow my orders,” Taehyung reconnected their lips briefly before pulling back. “Unless, of course, you do actually want to get to work. I won’t force you into anything now if you don’t want it.”

Jungkook laughed, his arms still being held captive by the elder. “How can you go from being so dominant one moment to considerate the next?” 

Taehyung grinned devilishly. “Do you like when I’m in charge, Kook?”

The younger nodded, eyes growing dark as Taehyung continued to roll his growing arousal against Jungkook’s. He didn’t just like it, he loved it. Seeing his sweet, thoughtful boyfriend morph into a possessive and powerful lover turned him on immensely. 

“Do you want to stop so we're not late?” Taehyung questioned, his tone silky and low. 

“No, Tae.”

“Are you going to be a good boy and listen to everything I tell you to do?” 

“Yes, Tae,” Jungkook agreed, tilting his pelvis up to rub against the boy straddling him. 

Taehyung let go of Jungkook’s wrists and slammed his mouth against the younger’s. Their lips instantly parted so their tongues could tangle, swirling around the other’s in a passionate dance. Jungkook moved his now free arms to wrap around the elder’s waist, pushing them under his shirt to feel his skin directly. The elder hastily grabbed the hem of Jungkook’s shirt and pushed it up, revealing the toned expanse of his stomach.

“Fuck, baby,” Taehyung groaned, moving his mouth to lick a path across his pecs. 

He cherished his skin there, spending time kissing and sucking the younger's sensitive nipples. They were both already hard, but Taehyung wanted to appreciate Jungkook appropriately before rushing into what came next.