My Daughter's Teacher | Taekook

Celebration

WARNING - SMUT

The second the front door closed behind them Taehyung and Jungkook were straight on each other. Their lips locked together in desperation, pouring in all the feelings they had held in ever since they were at the park. It was a mission to even get themselves to the bedroom, they both considered just making their way over to the sofa but then they remembered Asami sits there and that killed the lazy thought straight away.

As soon as they got to the bedroom they wasted no time in undressing each other down to their underwear and continued to kiss as Jungkook laid on top of Taehyung on their bed, their tongues exploring each other's mouth as their hands moved widely over bare skin. Just as Jungkook was about to remove the last item of clothing that Taehyung had on they were interrupted by the ringing of Taehyung's phone from the pile of clothes thrown carelessly on the floor.

Jungkook pulled away slightly only to be pulled straight back down to Taehyung's lips. "Ignore it," the elder said in between kisses.

Jungkook tried to ignore the sound, but the muffled ringing sounding throughout the bedroom was a hard thing to ignore. "But it's so annoying," he pulled away briefly to say, only to have Taehyung roll his eyes at him and continue the heated make-out session.

The ringing soon stopped which made the younger sigh in relief, his hands travelled back down to the waistband of Taehyung's briefs only for the ringing to start back up again and ruin the moment once again. "What if it's something to do with Asami?" He panics as he rolls off of the elder to go and retrieve the phone.

"Your mom would phone your phone, not mine. Just ignore it, come back to me." Taehyung whines.

Jungkook pulls the phone from Taehyung's pant pocket, groaning when he sees who's calling, "It's Jimin."

Taehyung groans as well, both of them knowing Jimin would just keep calling and calling until he picked up the phone, the man was very persistent after all. Jungkook hands the phone over, shooting a look at Taehyung that clearly read 'make it quick'.

"Chim, why are you calling me? I'm busy." Taehyung hisses down the phone.

"You said you'd call me to tell me how everything went, me and Hobi have been waiting all night for the news!"

"I'm about to have sex, can't I call you in the morning?"

"No! You promised me the tea even if you were going to have celebration sex!"

"Well I'm engaged, happy now?" Taehyung says impatiently.

Jimin screams down the phone joined by another quieter scream which Taehyung assumes belongs to Hoseok. "Can I please hang up? I'll call you tomorrow and tell you every detail of how the proposal went."

"Ok, enjoy having sex! Congratulations! Love you!"

Taehyung throws his phone onto the bedside table, past caring whether or not it would break from the force. He reaches his arms out in a request for Jungkook to come back to him which the younger immediately responds to.

"No more phone calls?"

"He just wanted to know if you said yes, he won't call back." Taehyung grins before pulling Jungkook back down against him and continuing the kiss with as much need as before, forgetting all about the little distraction of the phone call.

Jungkook disconnects his lips to finally remove the last article of clothing, kind of annoyed that this was his third attempt but as soon as he sees Taehyung look up at him with wide eyes and lips swollen and glistening with saliva, he couldn't stay annoyed. "As if the answer ever would've been no," he mumbles as he slides the briefs down Taehyung's smooth, honey-toned legs and throws them onto the floor.