"Was that so hard?" There was a certain cockiness within those words that made him desperately want to roll his eyes. But those fingers were going back towards his jawline, tracing along it slowly, before tapping against his lips. "You're so beautiful, Jinnie."
"I'm -" Not. He wasn't. Nothing about him was beautiful. And he would never be able to see what Jungkook saw. Would never know how anyone could look at him and think that word somehow applied.
"You are." It was soft, barely above a whisper, and his breath caught within his throat as those lips captured his. It was so soft, so gentle and slow, a give and take that made his entire body shudder. But even it wasn't enough to make him believe that he was somehow deserving of that word. That he somehow embodied it. Because he knew better. He had eyes. He had a mirror. He was capable of seeing the truth. "Let me show you baby. Let me worship you the way I should have all along."
He wanted that. He wanted that so badly. To have someone take care of him. To have someone love him. To have someone not just want what his body could give. Wanted it so badly that it almost ached.
A soft whimper rose and fell from deep within his throat, a pained sort of sound that he almost wished he could take back. Words failed him, until all he could do was nod in answer, eyes falling closed as he forced himself to swallow down his doubt.
It started at his throat. A series of soft kisses pressed against the expanse. Teeth scraping over a pulse point before digging in harsh enough to bruise. Another mark that he would be forced to try and cover, but he didn't even care. All he cared about was the way it made him shudder, the way it made pulses of electric heat flow down the length of his spine. Felt the way they nipped at his exposed collar bone, making him cry out and shift, bringing their bodies closer.
Hands gripped strong shoulders, twisting into fabric as his back arched. As his own teeth sunk into the flesh of his bottom lip, sighing as the buttons of his shirt were carefully undone. Until it was hanging off his own wide frame, exposing inches of pale flesh to that bruising affection. And it was going to be littered with marks. Deep reds already swirled across his chest, forming a trail that lead directly to his nipple. He cried out when Jungkook took it into his mouth, twisting it lightly with his teeth and flicking the abused little nub with his tongue. Sighed as it was released and the other was taken, sucked on and tweaked until he they were both numb.
Felt the way Jungkook's thighs flexed beneath him as he shifted, moved towards the edge of the couch and stood, hands going to the swell of his ass, carefully adjusting his weight before moving around the low table, around the false wall and towards the bed. Another sigh escaped him as his back hit the soft surface, and he shifted himself upwards, barely taking enough time to tug the shirt from his body, tossing it in some random direction, leaving it to lay discarded.
Those eyes widened as Jungkook's fingers went to his own shirt, slowly undoing each one, careful and slow, until the white was hanging off his own frame, and he found himself sitting up, hands smoothing across tanned skin and he nudged it away. Let it fall behind them to lay forgotten. They went downwards without even thinking, twisting around the buckle of the belt and quickly undoing it, leaving it to hang open.
"I love how eager you are for me." Those same fingers were already reaching for the button, slipping it from the hole and tugging down the zipper. It was almost embarrassing how eager he was. How hard he was. How much he wanted this.
"I want you inside me." He couldn't deny it. Couldn't deny how much he longed for this. How much he wanted to feel like he was worth something. Even if it was only this. Even if was only being used.
"I will be baby." Whatever reply might have came was silenced when those lips caught his, the kiss deep and intense. Tongue lapping against the fully bottom and licking into the dark cavern. Traced along his teeth and sucked on his tongue, until he was crying out, hips lifting in some desperate attempt to get what he wanted.
Talented hands went to the clasp of his own jeans, undoing them and tugging down the zip, slipping beneath the waist band and pulling, until they were low enough to require more. Until those lips broke away, traced down across his jaw line, over his throat and across his collar bone. Left another line of marks in their wake, bruises that would deepen as the hours passed. And he already knew he wasn't going to cover them. Already knew all of the questions and judgement he was going to face. But he had made his choice, his decision.
He had made his bed and now he had to lay in it. Literally.
There was a strange sensation against his stomach, right below his belly button, and he realized a moment later that Jungkook was sucking another mark into his skin. Was biting and nipping and leaving dark reds and purples against the pale expanse. Those fingers dug into the fabric of his jeans and tugged, pulling them down until all he had to do was kick his legs to free them, barely registering the sound of them hitting the ground.
"Damn." It came out as a soft whisper, voice so deep that it made his entire body shake. Made him feel so incredibly weak, like he was burning from the inside out. "Did you wear these just for me baby?"
"Yes." A shiver ran down the length of his spine as a hand ghosted across his hardened length, straining against the soft cotton. Wetness soaked through, pre-cum leaking from the confined tip, and he arched up into the touch, desperate for more. "All of me is just for you."
It was so embarrassing just how much all of him was entirely for Jungkook. How all of him belonged to this one man. How he was giving himself up so freely, so completely. How he was letting himself go.
Teeth dug into the fabric and tugged, nudging it lower. Shifted it so slowly it was almost painful. Lifted and pulled until it was slipping down, and he gasped as he cock sprung free, smacking up against his stomach. Bright red became lost among the mess that had become his bedding, and he tried to keep the embarrassment of being fully bare at bay. Of being open and exposed to someone else's eyes. Knowing that each and every single one of his flaws was so perfectly on display.
"So beautiful." It came as a whisper, spoken against his thigh, and he glanced down to watch Jungkook nuzzle against it, nose pressing into the subtle flesh before kissing it. Before sucking it into his mouth and nipping, leaving an imprint of teeth behind. Before he was shifting, lifting himself back up onto his knees, placing one hand on either leg and easing them apart. "Do you have something for us?"
"I already took care of it daddy." Lifting his leg, he let his foot come to rest on the other's shoulder, until the swell of his ass came into view, the gem catching the light and twinkling between his cheeks.
