𝙱𝚃𝚂 𝙸𝙼𝙰𝙶𝙸𝙽𝙴𝚂

↳ Qᴜɪᴇᴛ

*High School AU*

(Bottom!Taehyung x Top!Male Reader)

Taehyung skims through the pages of the book in his hands, his eyes following along the page yet his mind is filled with nothing but white noise, and he sighs in frustration. He had been sitting in his high school's library for the past hour or so trying to find a specific Susan Cain book for his psychology class, 'Quiet: a name that's too fucking long to remember,' but he just can't seem to find it no matter how much he searched.

His boyfriend certainly wasn't of any help either as he just sits there, dillydallying on his cellphone doing God-knows-what while Taehyung clearly struggles to find this book.

"M/N," Taehyung calls, making sure to keep his voice at a respectable volume for the other students in the library, "would you mind helping me?"

M/N barely brings his eyes away from the phone screen and he hums, "Sure, babe. What do you need?"

"I need to find this book for a class, it's by Susan Cain."

"Mm...never heard of her."

"Me neither, but I really need this book."

M/N, hearing the growing irritation in his boyfriend's tone, playfully rolls his eyes and puts his phone in his back pocket.

"Alright, I get the hint."

"Thank you."

"I'll check over there," M/N points a finger to the opposite end of the library where too many people for Taehyung's comfort shuffled about doing their own things, "and you can stay over here and look for it, yeah?"

That Taehyung can get behind when he notices the drastic difference of people-he was never one to like crowded places-and he nods.

"Okay. Let me know when you find it."

M/N gives his partner a look.

"No," he snorts sarcastically, "I'm going to spend another hour watching you look for it after I do."

"You probably would," the male retorts, habitually rotating the ring protruding from the left side of his bottom lip with his index and thumb, "like the sadist you are."

"...Touché," is the last thing M/N chuckles before he walks away, leaving Taehyung to partake in his task.

Taehyung gets up from the table and walks into the isle of books in the far end of the library. HIs eyes skim over the stickers stuck to the spines of books, looking for the first letter of the author's first name. For some reason, Taehyung's school library was a bit weird with the book organization and they arranged them backwards as opposed to the first letter of the last name, which was confusing in the teenager's opinion.

But, what can you do?

However, Taehyung still doesn't see the book that he needs, and his frustration grows by the minute. He huffs out in agitation, blowing his fringe off of his forehead, and rolls his eyes.

"Come on," he grumbles angrily, his finger tracing along the spine stickers while he searches down the isle. "Where the fuck is it?"

Taehyung looks up, studying the stickers on the books a shelf above him, and he sighs when he still doesn't see the book he's looking for. It's fairly quiet in the back of the library and since there isn't that many (basically any) people back there, Taehyung knows that he'll need to go to the front of the library to find a librarian assistant to try and find this damn book.

When the teenager begins to turn around and walk out of the isle, a pair of arms snake around his waist, and he gasps only to be quickly shushed by a kiss to the back of his ear.

"It's kind of cozy back here, huh?" M/N asks, pressing himself against Taehyung's bakside. "What with no one being back here and all... Kind of dark, too."

"What are you doing?" Taehyung asks, taking in a trembling breath when his boyfriend starts toying with the end of his uniform shirt, slightly untucking it from the waistband of his pants.

"Nothing," M/N whispers and presses a slow kiss to the side of his partner's neck, sending a chill down Taehyung's spine. "Unless you want me to. I wouldn't do anything you aren't comfortable with."

Taehyung bites his lip, his mind and heart racing, and he swallows.

The idea of getting caught having sex in the library and suspended (or worse, expelled) turned him on, and he had no problem admitting the fact. The rush he gets when he notices someone standing there, watching him moan and squirm and beg for more like a little bitch in heat, was endless.

I guess you can say that he's a bit of an exhibitionist.

"...I want it," Taehyung breathes after a moment, and M/N leans forward with a small smirk.

"What was that?"

Taehyung gently pushes his backside into his boyfriend's crotch and leans his forehead against the bookcase, moaning softly at the feeling of M/N's growing erection.

"I want it," he repeats. "Please, I want you."

M/N grabs his lover by the chin and turns his head to the side to capture Taehyung's lips in a tender kiss that quickly has the submissive male wanting more. M/N easily slips his tongue into the other's mouth (Taehyung never bothers to fight for dominance) and he delicately grinds his lower half against Taehyung, momentarily pulling back from the heated makeout to release a shaky groan. Taehyung arches his back, the back of shoulders pressing against M/N's chest, and he takes his bottom lip between his teeth.

M/N, deciding he can't wait any longer, works on unbuttoning his boyfriend's pants and lets them fall to the floor to pool around his ankles. The dominant takes Taehyung's ass in his hands beneath his underwear and kneads the smooth skin in his hands. Taehyung grabs one of his boyfriend's wrists and wiggles his backside almost desperately, and M/N chuckles.

"Is someone needy?"

"Please," Taehyung whines, his voice rising a few octaves, "please, just fuck me-"

M/N suddenly covers his mouth, stopping his boyfriend from becoming too loud, and Taehyung's eyes widen as the male whispers in his ear.

"You can't be too loud, baby, or we might get kicked out. Okay?"

Taehyung nods, his black hair bouncing on the top of his head, and M/N smirks in satisfaction before slowly retracting his hand and presenting two fingers to rest on Taehyung's bottom lip. The male immediately opens his mouth to take in his partner's digits (a/n: diGiTs-) with a moan of anticipation of what's to come.

Or, should he say cum?

Once M/N determines that his fingers were well-enough coated in saliva, he takes them out of Taehyung's mouth and spreads his cheeks apart to circle them around the submissive's rim. Taehyung was so caught up in his boyfriend's fingers, he hadn't even noticed that his underwear had been pulled down so when M/N made contact with his hole, he shivered.

"Are you clean?" M/N asks, almost mockingly as the tips of his fingers worked in and out of Taehyung's lower half.

Taehyung sighs in a mix of pleasure and frustration at the foreplay. One hand, it was kind of hot, but on the other, he just wants to be fucked already.

"Please," Taehyung groans, pushing against his boyfriend's fingers so that they can venture even deeper, "just put your dick in me."

"Are you sure?" M/N grinned against the skin of Taehyung's shoulder. "You might not ne able to walk out of here properly."

"I don't care, just do it."

MN shrugged, "Okay."

(A/N:  Cut short, hehehe. Sorry for spelling/grammatical errors! Want another part? let me know!)