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taegi: choke

"I'm still not over yoongi (sorta not really) choking tae in bs&t choreo so yoongi choking tae while he fucks him for ur Porn Drabble thing" sent by anonymous!

Disclaimer: Please don't take this drabble literally, and please don't take choking kinks lightly! They can be very dangerous if executed incorrectly, so make sure to do proper research and discuss with your partner before doing it!

they're exhausted.

the tour, though rewarding, is taking everything out of them. and being in paris' timezone doesn't exactly ease their sleeping habits.

this means yoongi and taehyung awake at three in the morning in their hotel room. despite being tired from the performances of that night, they're wide awake. feeling too pent up. feeling too full of emotion.

"tae?" yoongi hums, and taehyung hums back. "you're awake?"

"can't turn off my brain," taehyung hums back. yoongi purses his lips. "you?"

"...same."

it goes quiet for a moment until yoongi hears the sheets of taehyung's bed shuffle, and soft steps pad towards his own bed.

"can i lie down?" he asks, and yoongi would normally say no, but. it's taehyung. he gently shuffles aside and taehyung rolls underneath the covers, facing yoongi. "feeling jittery?"

"i'm always feeling jittery," yoongi mumbles. his face twitches as taehyung's gets closer, feeling his breath over his cheeks before he hovers over his ear. "t-tae..."

"you can use me," he says quietly, and yoongi knows what he's asking. because on days like this, he knows what yoongi wants. "all night long if you want to..."

"taehyung," yoongi hums. taehyung leans back, clearly assuming he's overstepped his boundaries this time around. but yoongi just looks him in the eyes, reading him. "lie on your back."

it's endearing how quickly taehyung complies. yoongi sits up and tilts his head, assessing. getting into his mood, his setting.

the one he likes to be in when he fucks taehyung with reckless abandon.

yoongi pulls the sheets off of the bed completely, and he'd shiver in the cold air if he didn't feel so hot. taehyung doesn't wait for yoongi to say anything. he takes off his sweats and shirt, leaving himself bare for yoongi to see. his cock slowly gets harder the longer yoongi stares at him, yoongi straining in his own boxers.

and yoongi decides, fuck the foreplay.

he wants to fuck him while he can still feel the high of the concert, while he's still elated and awake and desperate for a release.

yoongi gets rid of his boxers and shirt before he reaches for the nightstand and grabs the lube. taehyung already has his legs spread, cock impossibly thick. yoongi's almost completely hard, and the longer it takes for it to be buried in taehyung, the more desperate he feels.

taehyung gasps out at the two sudden fingers in his hole that start to spread him open, thrusting up quick. he squirms a little, already victim to yoongi's movements. he'd been so cocky, so teasing. but yoongi knows how to keep him under wraps, in his place.

"going to take my cock so well," yoongi hums, swallowing when taehyung's cock jumps at yoongi fingering his prostate. he switches to three fingers and taehyung moans out loudly, yoongi's muscles tensing at the anticipation.

"please- please, i'm ready," taehyung finally manages to say, trying to reach for yoongi's hand and pull his fingers out. yoongi raises his other hand and grabs taehyung's wrist, throwing his arm back to his side. "hyung-"

"shut up," yoongi grunts as he pulls his fingers out. taehyung closes his mouth, compliant, and yoongi smirks a little. he always knows how to listen so well.

yoongi brings taehyung's legs to wrap around his waist, his cock pressing against the rim of his hole before the head slips inside. taehyung lets out a surprised gasp as it begins to sink further into him, yoongi grinding his teeth down at the way he clenches around his thick cock. it's hardly a few moments later when yoongi's buried in taehyung's hole, looming over him.

taehyung looks up, eyes a little bit hazy with lust, and he manages a tiny smile.

"fuck me."

yoongi growls as he pulls out his cock to the tip and thrusts back in, the sound of their skin hitting resonating throughout the room. he thanks that the room itself is fairly soundproofed when taehyung cries out, back arching off the bed. his hands clench and unclench the bedsheets as yoongi keeps fucking into him, eyes closed in arousal.

taehyung is loud as yoongi builds up his pace, hands bracing either side of taehyung's head. he still feels so fucking good, so fucking hyper. like he could fuck taehyung three times over and not break any sweat. he almost wants to try.

yoongi slows for just a bit and taehyung whines out, upset at the lack of yoongi's quick thrusts. yoongi grunts as taehyung continues to gasp out, yoongi's cock throbbing inside him.

"god-" yoongi huffs, and he leans on his left hand as he raises his right to cover taehyung's mouth. taehyung just muffles moans into it before his hand suddenly slips down onto taehyung's neck. panicked, he retracts it and stops moving. "tae-"

"no," taehyung stops him. yoongi catches his breath for a moment. "do that again."

yoongi blinks before he realises what taehyung wants. he's only choked him a few times when they were straddled on the couch, where yoongi could control his hand a little more. here, though. all his weight will be pressing down.

"you want it?" he asks, and taehyung swallows as he nods. yoongi watches his throat bob and in an instant, all he can think about is what his hand will look like wrapped around it. "fuck, i'll choke you so hard you won't be able to think."

yoongi starts thrusting quick again, and taehyung moans out at the sudden movement. his voice, however, is cut off when yoongi's hand reaches and wraps around his throat. not squeezing quite yet, but the anticipation is loud and clear.

carefully, yoongi presses down on the sides of taehyung's neck, and taehyung's whole body tenses as he stops taking in deep breaths. he clenches around yoongi's cock and yoongi growls, fucking into taehyung even quicker.

after a bit, yoongi eases and taehyung takes in a deep, gasping breath, his hands reaching up to grip yoongi's forearm and encourage him to do it again. so yoongi does it again. constricts his throat as he fucks his cock into his prostate.

taehyung's cock leaks precome onto his belly, thick and in need of release. yoongi lets off again as he slows his thrusts, and taehyung whines out raggedly.

"baby," yoongi says, and taehyung opens his eyes. "i want to choke you until i come." taehyung's cock jumps at the words, pupils blowing wider than before. "can you do that?"

"y-yes," taehyung manages, and before he knows it, yoongi's fucking him quick, fast, hard, choking his throat out hard enough to leave red bruising. he'll need to wear turtlenecks for at least a week now.

yoongi starts to feel taehyung go limp underneath him, and he nearly lets go until yoongi fucks into his prostate and taehyung jumps. enough for yoongi to cry out as he comes inside taehyung, hips moving quick and desperate.

finally, yoongi lets go and taehyung coughs before breathing in. he gasps to fill his lungs back up with air, and yoongi huffs out as he leans back, cock still buried deep inside as it throbs with aftershocks. belatedly, yoongi grips at taehyung's cock and fucks it with his hand, the sensation sudden enough for taehyung to come almost immediately. he spasms and squirms underneath yoongi's hold as come drips down yoongi's hand and onto his chest. his cock goes sensitive and yoongi plays with the head, watching him whine before he lets him go.

as yoongi pulls out and begins to clean them both up, being sure to rest taehyung's head and neck comfortably, he can't help but wonder where taehyung had ever gotten the idea of choking from.