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31 • Kisses

Jungkook

Tiny snores whispered into my ear, the soft air ticking my neck like a feather. I smiled to see how ruffled red hair tacked on the pillow. I felt him snuggling his head closer to my neck, the warmth radiating a blissful feeling. I shifted my body slightly to wrap my arm around his waist, pulling him closer to me. Ever since Taehyung asked me out lust never dared to infiltrated the room. Instead happy thoughts floated in the dense air, supported by small pecks.

Though my mind seemed to be distracted by a certain girl who's heart I'd have to break later today. Reciting lines over and over until they're perfect, memorizing each painful word that I'd imagine to etch the outline of shattered pieces.

Shaking the thought away I looked to my side to see the wondrous male. His hair fading to the color ruby, the strands lightly covering his closed eyes. His lashed long and delicate, tracing the shadow with such fragility.

My eyes dragged down to his mole tipped to his nose, then his perfectly shaped lips— slightly chapped never failed to amaze how kissable they were.

I leaned in and pressed a long kiss to the top of his head, feeling him cling onto me harder until at last he opened his eyes. Lashed fluttering once, twice then thrice before displaying his honey almond eyes.

He mumbled a few inaudible words before speaking, "Woke me up from a kiss." His voice sounding raspy.

"I didn't mean to," I giggled as I gave him another kiss. "I'm sorry."

Taehyung slipped a hand under my shirt, making irregular shapes with his finger tip. He gently trailed them up my abs, giving a few light squeezes every then and there. "Kook, you're so built."

"You admitting that? I guess I really am top." I teased.

"Mm no," He drowsily murmured as his hand lowered to my region, "I don't think so."

"No?" I cockily asked. Placing my hand on his, I guided his palm past my structured v-line, sliding below my ash grey sweatpants.

"No," His voice switching to confidence. Earning a groan from me as he selflessly strived his palm across my groin, he then took his hand away abruptly.

Heat depleting from Jungcock, I whined. "Why did you do that?"

Taehyung shrugged with a mischievous remark, "I'm not horny."

I chuckled to myself as I incontinently hovered over Taehyung, pinning his wrists down with force and leaned into his hear, "I could always make you horny."

The other trying to loosen out of the predicament he was in huffed, "No fair. It's my turn to top."

"How could you top me when you're just so cute." I smiled as I kissed his neck, no marks were rigged against his tan skin, just tiny tickles from my tugged lips.

"Hey I've topped you multiple times!" He argued, I'm sure he was fighting the urge to let out miniature moans that matched my kisses.

"Yeah but the difference is you love my cock."

"Wait, and you don't love my cock?" Taehyung looked up at me with round eyes and a pout.

"Wait, no I didn't mean it like that—"

"Save it." He turned his head and crossed him arms like a child.

"Babe..." I noticed his ears perking a shade of velvet as he heard what I called him. Smirking, I caged his body between my biceps and rested my head against his chest. "I'm sorryyy, I love your cock."

Feeling fingers comb through my hair I breathed softly, they would get tangled but his digits would escape without leaving any pain. "Oh I know you love my cock."