TaeKook One Shots - BTS BxB Fanfiction

Quarantine Things - TH🔝🔴

TH!Top
JK!Bottom

"I just want to be good for you, Hyung..."

Warnings:
- phone sex
- masturbating
- toys

Enjoy!!!

"What the hell do I do now?!",
he asked desperately.

"Oh, you're usually not swearing. You must be suffering a lot",
I teased and giggled when he let out a helpless whine.

"Help me! I'm dying!",
he cried, not really but he sounded like he was pouting a lot. How I wished that I was able to see his cute face right now...

"I can't... I'd love to but I don't want any of us to get infected. You know... you don't need me to feel good",
I said.
The last sentence could be interpreted in two ways:
1. "Be independent. You don't need anybody in your life exept yourself." Pretty deep but sad.
2. "Jerking off is the key."

Let me tell you it was the second.

Jungkook was laying in his bed with his first boner he needed to deal with himself. We had been a pair for three years now and oh this baby never ever put his own fingers on his dick for nasty intentions. This boy was the definition of holy. If he had not met me.

"I don't want to do... it ... alone. It's weird",
he mumbled causing me to let out a little laugh.

"Jungkook, you are 21 years old. Believe me. You can feel good without me fucking you",
I stated.

"Don't say 'fucking' so often!",
he sighed.

"What do want me to say?",
I asked.

"I don't know! Just don't say it out loud. It's weird...",
he said and I sighed.

There was a silence for a little second.

This Quarantine was killing me.
It had been only two weeks and I'm already sexually frustrated. I mean I'm a 23 years old man and I miss my boyfriend.

I really miss him. His body, his skin, his voice, his innocence.
Everything.
The way he can say "hyung" so smoothly yet so attractively. Or the slight blush on his cheeks when I undress him as if I was seeing him naked for the first time. The way he holds me or runs his hands through my hair.
This is killing me.
I'm horny twice a day, regularly. How am I supposed to handle this?

"Hyung...",
he whispered quietly. He always whispers like that when he wants something but is too shy to ask.

"What is it, baby?",
I asked.

"C...can you at least tell me what to do? I don't know how I'm supposed to... you know...",
he asked.

"Jerk off?",
I asked.

"Yea....",
he answers.

"Of course baby",
I said.

I heard him gasp at the pet name and smirked.

"Where are you now?",
I asked.

"In my room...",
he answered shyly.

"Lock your room",
I ordered and waited for a few second before he mumbled a little "done...".

"What are you wearing?",
I asked him.

"Just a pair of underwear and your grey hoodie...",
he answered.

Uh huh...
He often wears that hoodie before we fuck.
This could've basically been a trigger for his sexual desire.
And for mine too.

The thought about his milky thighs under the material of my sweater made me want to cover his skin with hickeys... fuck...