... When we have a drink or three
Always ends in a hazy shower scene...
The swaying melody of the song filled Taehyung's ears as he let himself get lost in the slow sensual kiss. Strangely enough, at that very moment he felt more relaxed than he had in days. He pulled Jungkook closer to him and marveled at the warmth of his body which was as reassuring to him as the unhurried yet demanding touch of his lips. He could taste a hint of sweetness of the orange juice on his tongue. Just at that moment everything was perfect.
He sighed with pleasure when Jungkook´s hand touched the front of his pants and began to stroke him through the fabric of his jeans. The sensation had Taehyung breaking the kiss and leaning his head forward to rest on Jungkook´s bare shoulder but then the hint of hesitation in Jungkook´s touch made him pause.
"Kookie, are you sure? Maybe we should take a moment and…" at the words Jungkook stopped and pulled away. Standing on his own, Taehyung immediately regretted having opened his mouth. "…talk about this," he finished looking up at the other boy. The dark eyes were unreadable.
"Yeah," he said. "We should." Taehyung bowed his head and started to turn away to go find his t-shirt when a hand caught his arm and he was pulled back into a warm embrace. "But I don´t want to," Jungkook whispered into his ear and the mischievous tone sent an electric shock into Taehyung´s groin. The hot wet mouth was on his again and it felt so good that Taehyung let his worries go for good and just enjoyed.
The comfortable warmth that had engulfed him like a warm blanket started slowly changing into rising fire that had his insides clenching every time Jungkook´s hands brushed his skin or tightened in his hair. He instinctively pressed himself closer to him and his heartbeat quickened when Jungkook deepened the kiss in response as if to let him know, it was okay. What had before been languid and unhurried caresses of their lips, intensified to a hungry power play which left them both breathless.
Taehyung leaned his weight forward and pushed them both in the direction of one of the beds until the backs of Jungkook´s legs hit the edge and he toppled over, Taehyung swiftly climbing on top of him and joining their mouths again. His hand had travelled down to the hem of Jungkook´s unbuttoned jeans when he was hoisted up and promptly flipped over so that he was on the bottom. He managed only a surprised ´ooh´ sound.
"I´d say, you´ve already had your go, now it´s my turn," Jungkook smirked at him from above.
Taehyung´s mouth went dry. The promising words paired with an intent gaze of the dark eyes were themselves a turn-on, not to mention how the muscles on Jungkook´s arms and shoulders flexed as he supported himself above him. Taehyung reached up and pulled him down for another crushing kiss, eagerly running his palms across the toned back and also lower, palming Jungkook´s ass with delight. He gasped into his mouth when Jungkook grinded his hips down and he could feel that he was rock hard as well. Taehyung bucked up, seeking the blissful pressure again, once more forgetting the kiss he was no longer able to engage in anyway. Instead, he gasped and quietly moaned into Jungkook´s ear, vaguely aware that his hands had clenched into fists.
"You feel incredible," he registered Jungkook mumbling and a fresh wave of pleasure ran down through his belly to his crotch. He moaned as a way of agreement and then half-whined in protest when the weight on top of him suddenly disappeared. "Shh," Jungkook leaned down again and pressed a soothing kiss to his lips. "I just need to get these off you before I go crazy," he said and tugged at the buttons of Taehyung´s pants as an explanation. Taehyung didn´t need much encouragement and soon the garment was crumpled on the floor next to the bed along with his underwear.
Jungkook leaned over him again, this time to kiss the side of his neck. Taehyung closed his eyes and craned his head backwards to make for an easier access. The brush of Jungkook´s lips against the sensitive skin of his throat made goosebumps rise all over his body and then he felt strong finders close around his erection and his whole body arched like a bow. He couldn´t help a moan escaping his mouth. It seemed to encourage Jungkook because he started moving his hand up and down, his face still buried in the crook of Taehyung´s shoulder where Taehyung could feel his hot breath blowing over his skin.
Taehyung moaned again and Jungkook could feel his cheeks flare up. He wanted to look at his face, to see the pleasure that was so clearly etched in his voice but he couldn´t bring himself to look up. He had never felt so horny in his life as at this moment, being this close to someone, having them completely surrender to him even though he was inexperienced and unsure about what he was doing. He just knew that Taehyung´s skin felt incredibly smooth under his touch and his gasps of pleasure sent heat pooling in Jungkook´s stomach and made him want more.
He felt Taehyung´s hand tangle in his hair and finally looked up. Taehyung´s eyes were still closed, head tilted slightly backwards exposing his throat and his mouth slack and gasping as Jungkook pumped him. He looked so sinfully beautiful that when he opened his eyes and looked at Jungkook through his lashes, the younger forgot about his nerves and just drank him in, holding his gaze. His own hard erection almost painfully strained against the fabric of his boxers.
"Fuck me," Taehyung murmured in a hoarse voice. It took Jungkook by surprise and he ceased the movement of his hand.
"Are you sure?" he asked. Not that he didn´t want to, it just seemed like it should be a big deal, but then again, maybe that was just his virgin notion of how the world works.
"Yeah," Taehyung nodded and kissed Jungkook´s sharp jaw. "I want you…" he trailed his mouth up to Jungkook´s ear, "…to fuck me," he breathed, hot air hitting Jungkook´s earlobe and making the hairs on the back of his neck prick up.
Jungkook let out a shaky breath and squeezed his eyes shut as the heat in his stomach intensified. He leaned down and claimed Taehyung´s mouth once again, running the palm of his hand along his inner thigh. Taehyung broke the kiss and gently drew away, getting up from the bed. Jungkook watched him with curiosity as he padded to his suitcase which lay opened on the sofa and rummaged through it coming up holding a little plastic bottle and a condom packet. He returned to the bed, gesturing for Jungkook to lie on his back and when the younger complied, he climbed on top of him, straddling his hips. Jungkook´s hands were immediately on him, marveling at his naked torso and thighs. Taehyung leaned forward and placed a light kiss on Jungkook´s lips.
"I´ve never…" Jungkook murmured, face blushing in embarrassment when he found himself unable to finish the sentence.
Taehyung smiled against his mouth. "I figured. Do you want to stop here?" he asked and Jungkook knew he meant it.
"God no," he breathed out and took Taehyung´s face in his hands, bringing him in for another kiss. He wasn´t sure that he could stop if he wanted to. He ran his thumbs across the smooth cheekbones and Taehyung turned his head to the side and caught one of them in his mouth. He sucked on the digit and rolled his tongue around it, and his mouth was so wet and hot that the heat in Jungkook´s belly became almost unbearable.
Taehyung straightened up and smiled at him. Only then did Jungkook notice how dark the room has gotten with the sun setting outside. The radio was still on, playing another soothing song.
… It´s affection, always
Oh, you´re gonna see it someday…
As if he read his mind, Taehyung leaned to the side and switched on the bedside lamp before he picked up the condom packet. He lifted a bit to let Jungkook shimmy out of his jeans and slid farther back while he tore the packet open and rolled the condom onto Jungkook. Jungkook watched, his nerves on edge, and he didn´t even realize he had been holding his breath until his lungs started to burn. Taehyung picked up the bottle of lube and first slicked up Jungkook before reaching around to prep himself. It was so hot that Jungkook couldn´t help but run his hands all over his thighs, flexed from the way Taehyung was lifting himself up, and slide one up to his leaking erection again for which he was rewarded by a deep groan.
Taehyung moved up again and he positioned them so that when he slowly lowered himself down, the tip of Jungkook´s cock pressed against his entrance. Jungkook had to muster all of his will power not to buck his hips up; instead he focused on the slow strokes of his hand between Taehyung´s legs. His friend pressed down a bit so that just the tip of Jungkook´s cock slid inside his body and he lifted up again. He looked very concentrated, his brow furrowed and biting his lip as he moved up and down again and again, each time taking in more of Jungkook´s length, until he sat completely down, tilting his head back as he moaned softly. He felt deliciously tight around Jungkook, his muscles squeezing unwillingly every now and then, making Jungkook see stars. If this was what sex felt like, Jungkook was surprised that people even had jobs.
Taehyung arched his back, supporting himself on one arm resting on Jungkook's thigh and he reached the other to the front and took hold of Jungkook´s hand which was till resting on his thigh, squeezing tightly. He lifted his head again and locked their eyes as he started moving again, riding Jungkook, little gasps and moans escaping his mouth. It was a slow and sweet torture and Jungkook simultaneously wanted it to last forever, and to thrust up into Taehyung and fuck him senseless. He could no longer focus on moving his hand so he flexed his abdomen and sat up, propping himself up on it and reached the other hand around to pull Taehyung´s head closer to his own. Tiny beads of sweat were dotting his forehead and he never ceased his movements even as he kissed Jungkook´s mouth, invading it with his tongue.
Jungkook couldn´t hold back any longer and he thrusted up, taking Taehyung by surprise. He broke the kiss and threw his head back, crying out with pleasure. It was so satisfying to watch that Jungkook immediately did it again, earning another cry and feeling Taehyung´s long fingers dig into his hand, which he was still holding.
Jungkook kissed his exposed throat and tugged on the gold chain with his teeth again before he gently rolled them over so that Taehyung was on his back beneath him. He positioned himself so that the tip of his erection was against the older boy´s entrance but pushed in only ever so slightly, before pulling back again. He did the same thing a couple of times, relishing in how frustrated Taehyung looked.
"For god´s sake, just do it already," he hissed and tried to push his hips up, trying to fuck himself on Jungkook´s cock.
He smirked mischievously. "Do what?" he asked, feigning innocence.
"You know what," Taehyung whimpered and bucked his hips again to no avail.
"I want to hear you say it," Jungkook said and leaned down to Taehyung´s ear. "Talk to me, Tae," he whispered, pushing himself a little forward again. Taehyung keened and it sounded almost painful.
"Fuck me, please," he whined, stressing the last word. "I want you to fuck into me, hard. Please."
A low growl escaped Jungkook´s throat and he snapped his hips forward, slamming into his friend´s body with such force that he actually shifted up on the bed. Taehyung cried out, digging his fingers into Jungkook´s back.
"Oh god, Kookie, do that again, please," he groaned desperately, crying out again when Jungkook did. The sinful sound had Jungkook lose all the appetite for slow fucking and he picked up the pace, slamming into Taehyung again and again, and feeling like he was going to go crazy with the way he clenched around his length, not far from screaming at each thrust.
Jungkook knew he couldn´t last long like this, even having come once before, so he took Taehyung´s hand which was fisting the sheets underneath them and guided it between them, lifting up to allow Taehyung for a better access.
"Come on, Tae, I want you to come for me," he gasped. Their eyes met and Jungkook felt like he could drown in them. Seeing Taehyung like this, open and sweaty, spread underneath him, stroking himself, drove him over the edge and after a few more thrusts he groaned loudly as his hips faltered and he spilled himself into the condom, Taehyung following almost immediately, coming onto his own stomach.
After a while, Jungkook caught his breath and peeling himself away from Taehyung´s sweat slick body and pulling off the condom, throwing it down on the floor, he collapsed on the bed. Taehyung had just enough strength to straighten out his shaking legs and turn his head to face the side where Jungkook was lying on his back next to him. His eyes were shut, a sheen of sweat glazing his olive skin as his chest rose and fell slowly.
Taehyung reached out to clear a strand of hear stuck by the sweat to Jungkook´s forehead. "I don´t believe that you´ve never done this before," he uttered breathlessly. Jungkook cracked one eye open and his lips twitched up into something that might have been a hint of a smirk. Taehyung wasn´t sure. All that he registered through the lull of sleep was how Jungkook turned to his side and draped an arm and one leg over him.
"Oh, would you just come here and take a look at this!"
Josef looked up from his sandwich and beer and tried to suppress the look of annoyance on his face. Her face was alight with excitement as if she were one of the twelve-year-olds in the room next door. He got up and walked over to her, looking over her shoulder at the screen of her laptop.
"Ugh!" he grunted once he realized what he was looking at and quickly drew back from the screen. "They´re going at it like rabbits!"
"Exactly!" she exclaimed although Josef for the life of him couldn´t fathom why she sounded so enthusiastic about it.
"Fucking faggots," he murmured and went back to the sofa to finish his sandwich. He could feel her eyes pierce through him and he made sure to look very focused on taking a bite of the sandwich that was completely free from his own long hair.
"You of all people say that! Don´t tell me that you never fucked anybody in the butt while you were in prison." He managed enough self-control to only shoot her a triggered look. "Well, anyway," she turned back to the laptop, "I can see you´re not particularly interested in this manifestation of my genius. Perhaps it´s time to show somebody else. I feel like our boys have been losing motivation. We should help them with that."
"Which one do you want me to bring?" asked Josef, swallowing down the last bit of the sandwich and washing it down with a chug of beer.
She smirked and leaned back in the chair as she looked at him. "Let me think. It goes well with tonic." Her smile disappeared when he only gave her a blank look. "Jin, you idiot. The tall one, brown hair, black turtleneck – his name is Jin. Oh, for god´s sake, what am I paying you for again?" she asked rhetorically.
"Because I do your dirty work for you," he said gruffly, standing up and wiping his hands onto his trousers.
"Yes, that´s right," she looked at him skeptically, unimpressed. He wasn´t about to argue with her. The money was good but it wasn´t that good. Instead, he took a last swing from the beer can, crushed it and threw it into the trash bin by the door before showing himself out to go fetch the tall turtlenecked Gin, who was undoubtedly a big faggot too. They all had to be. They wore makeup for god´ s sake. Somehow that make Josef sympathize with them even less.