Jungkook was surprised they even made it to the bed.
As he walked up the stairs to the upper floor, his hands were sweating like crazy and he couldn't stop his habit of overthinking things.
He almost stopped in this tracks several times because he knew that as soon as he opened the door to the bedroom and looked into Taehyung's eyes, there would be no turning back.
He wouldn't be able to think clearly anymore and simply act without considering the consequences. And anyway: how does sex with a man even work? He had never watched gay porn, so his knowledge about it was quite limited.
He knew there was a top and a bottom, but he didn't know how it was decided who took which position. It wasn't like Tae and he talked about it in detail.
Would they draw matches and who drew the shorter match would be the bottom?
Fuck, but he didn't even own any matches!
And to be honest, he didn't want to have anything in his butt.
But Tae had been very dominant in the last few hours and didn't that mean that he wanted to top?
His thoughts made him feel like he was on a rollercoaster, so he didn't notice his hands closing around the door handle and pushing it down.
Taehyung stood in front of him and a grin spread on his flawless face.
"I thought you wouldn't come."
Jungkook stood there like a deer in the spotlight, wide-eyed brown eyes and a loudly pounding heart.
Tae came up to him and reached behind him to close the door.
When Jungkook heard the key turn, he jumped.
"I don't want a dick inside of me!", He blurted out, instantly regretting it.
Mentally he slapped himself.
For a moment, Taehyung stared at him in disbelief and suddenly burst into laughter.
Jungkook loved his laugh.
And he loved his box smile.
And the sound of his voice.
And the quivering of his ribcage.
And Taehyung.
Still, he was confused about the elder's reaction.
He placed a hand on his shoulder and lowered his head to the younger man's chest, still shaken with laughter.
"You really know how to ruin a romantic mood."
Tae raised his head and looked at him with shining eyes and a from laughing reddish face.
Back was his best friend and not the dominant hunter who targeted his prey.
Jungkook released a nervous squeal. "I'm serious! Stop laughing at me. "
„Don't worry, Kookie. I want you to be inside me more than doing it the other way around", he winked at the Younger.
Jungkook's heartbeat quickened.
"Gosh, you don't even know how much I want that and how long I've waited for this to happen."
"How long?", Jungkook whispered.
"It feels like eternity. I thought of you while touching myself all the time ... but my fingers were never enough, I need to feel you. Inside of me."
Taehyung's eyes turned black and stared at the boy so intense that Jungkook couldn't stop glaring at him.
Tae's confession surprised him and sent a jolt of lust through his body, as the image of his friend touching himself to the thought of him entered his mind.
He couldn't stop the quiet moan that left his mouth.
Before he could react, Taehyung leapt forward and pressed his body against Jungkook's resulting in Jungkook being trapped between him and the door.
He felt Taehyung's growing hardness and swallowed hard.
It was just too much.
He hadn't really realized in which position they were both in when he already felt the other's lips on his.
A sigh escaped him, because he had longed for this touch the whole day and finally he felt the firm pressure of Tae's lips again.
He once read that the lips were one of the most sensitive parts of the body and now he knew why.
Taehyung's lips fit perfectly on his; like two pieces that completed a puzzle.
He felt Taehyung on every millimeter.

Taehyung. Taehyung. Taehyung. He wasn't thinking about anything except the older boy. His mind was consumed by him.
As if under a fog, he noticed how he opened the other's lips impatiently with his tongue.
First, he let his tongue tip gently circle around the other's.
Heat enveloped him and he felt as if he was on fire.
Taehyung tasted of peppermint, which made Jungkook smile inside, since it showed him that the elder probably had brushed his teeth. Maybe he was not the only one who was nervous.

First, their kiss remained surprisingly slow, because Taehyung let him take the lead, probably because of him sensing the Younger's nervousness and hesistance.
He didn't want to overwhelm Jungkook and scare him away.
But it got harder for him to hold back by every second, considering he wanted this to happen for the longest time.
And it was everything he imagined but so much more.
Still, their clothes were in the way.
He wanted to feel skin on skin. Wanted to get rid of the layers between them and be completely vulnerable with him.
He pressed his body even closer to Jungkook's, so close that the boy had probably trouble breathing, but it didn't seem to bother the younger one.
Because now he wrapped his arms around Taehyung's neck and groaned.
The sound was sinful and sounded like music in the ears of the elder.
Jungkook let his tongue slide even deeper into the other's mouth and ran his right hand through the brown strands of the boy's hair, who was pressed against him, and soon Jungkook clenched a tuft into his fist, pulling lightly on it.
Taehyung gasped. Together they stumbled towards the bed or at least they hoped it was the right direction. As Taehyung felt the edge of the bed behind his knees, he whirled them around so that Jungkook took his place instead. Before he could realize the sudden change of position, Taehyung had already pushed him onto the bed and his back hit the soft surface.
With quick uncontrolled movements, he moved to the top of the bed, where the pillow was.
His breathing was heavy and he looked at the older boy, who was still standing, with wide eyes.
With a quick movement, Taehyung pulled his shirt over his head and immediately wrapped his arms around his chest as if he wanted to hide. Away was his self-confidence and he bit hesitantly into his kiss-swollen lips.
"What's going on?" Jungkook asked in surprise. "Did you change your mind, don't you want to continue?"
A breathless laugh left Taehyung. "That's not it," he looked at Jungkook determined.
"Definitely not," he glanced over Jungkook's ruffled hair.
"My body is just so thin and I don't work out, unlike you."
Jungkook was surprised at Taehyung's self-doubt and his sudden state of vulnerability and openess. A wave of tenderness rolled over him and he sat up.
"Listen to me. You are damn perfect. I should be the one feeling self-doubt here", he looked at Taehyung's upper body and soft skin and had the sudden urge to touch every inch of the other's body.
"You're beautiful you hear me? Besides muscles are not comfortable to lay on. In my opinion having a six pack is overrated."
Taehyung raised an eyebrow. "Well I really fucking love your muscles, Kookie."
Back was the confident look and his arms dropped down his sides.
He laid down on the bed and crawled in Jungkook's direction.
His ribcage rose and fell in rapid motion.
As Taehyung lurked over him and held his weight in the air with his arms, he licked his lips and Jungkook couldn't help but follow his action with his eyes. Almost unbearable, Taehyung lowered himself until his body met Jungkook's. His bulge was pressed against the other's and he let out a surprised gasp.
His body prickled in the places where they touched and with quick movements he pulled his own shirt over his head. This probably would've been kinda hot if his head wouldn't have been stuck in the end; Taehyung had to help him out. But Taehyung's amused giggle was worth it.
Now their bare torsos touched, heated skin on skin. With one of his fingers, the elder stroked Jungkook's nipple, which rose in response to the touch.
Jungkook's curled his toes, too overwhelmed by the elder's touch.
"Wow you really are sensitive," Taehyung said in a low voice.
"Am not", Jungkook tried to protest.
Taehyung raised his eyebrows. "Oh really?", He lowered his head to the from arousal tense upper body and let out his tongue, licking the sensitive part in a tormenting slow motion.
Jungkook just barely stopped himself from buckling up and wrapped his legs around Taehyung's hip instead. He needed the brown-haired closer. Closer. Closer.
It was too much and still not enough.
He was whimpering and trying to reach his jeans button with his trembling hand.
Taehyung stopped him in his tracks and held his hand in a steel grip.
"Let me do this," he winked at the youngest.
When he was convinced that Jungkook wouldn't ignore his command,
he let go of his hand and explored the body underneath him with his long fingers.
"Relax," Taehyung said in a velvety voice as he noticed how tense Jungkook was.
He exhaled loudly, as if he'd been holding his breath.
Taehyung traced the outline of his jeans with his fingers, leaving a burning trail on Jungkook's skin.
"So pretty," he whispered and opened the jeans button.
He stroked tenderly over the fine hairs that formed on the bared skin.
Jungkook clawed his fingernails into the bed sheet and grew impatient.
"Just take it off," he growled, being slightly annoyed.
Taehyung looked up at him under long eyelashes, making Jungkook's knees grow weak.
"So eager, hmm?"
"Who has been fantasizing about my dick for the longest time?", he fired back.
„Didn't say that I wasn't eager as well", Taehyung lowered his head, leaving light kisses on Jungkook's skin, moving deeper and deeper.
„Don't fucking tease me like that", Jungkook said with a strained voice, sounding already pretty wrecked.
"It's called foreplay, dumbass", Taehyung didn't stop.
Honestly Jungkook wasn't even surprised about them bickering like friends during whatever they were doing right now.
„And I'm really enjoying feeling your trembling body under mine", a mischievous smile built on his face.
Jungkook's erection was painfully pressed against the rough fabric of his pants.
As soon as Taehyung pulled the zipper down, Jungkook wiggled himself out of the jeans while Taehyung was pulling it down. It probably didn't exactly look elegant but he didn't really care at this moment.
His erection was clearly visible under his black boxer shorts and secretly Jungkook was relieved that he didn't decide on wearing his read iron man underpants today, because that would've been fundamentally emberassing. But on second thought it wasn't like Taehyung never saw him wearing them and they both knew each other so well that they've seen each other in their most embarrassing moments and nothing about each other would've shocked them anymore.
Taehyung crumpled the jeans into a bundle and tossed them onto the bedroom floor without looking back.
"Now it's your turn," Jungkook pressed out.
"Nah, but I kinda enjoy seeing you underneath me so vulnerable and eager and shaking. I think I'm gonna tease you a bit more. "
„Don't you dare, bastard!", he looked at Taehyung challenging.
At that moment the older boy bit into the white flesh of his hipbone and Jungkook was pretty sure his eyes just rolled up as response.
A sound escaped him, sounding so wrecked that it surprised himself.
In a quick impatient motion, he pulled Taehyung up to him and rolled them around, leaving the brown-haired man breathing heavily under him.
He let his hips glide over the other's in a rolling delicious move, causing both to utter out a deep moan.
Before Taehyung could say something, Jungkook pressed his lips back to his eager to taste him again.
He felt Taehyung's heart pounding in his chest, and he repeated his hip movement so that the other opened his lips to the younger man with a silent moan and granted him entrance.
"You're not the only one in control here", Jungkook exclaimed, and Taehyung glared at him angrily. But before he could say anything, the younger one had pushed his hips against his again and he could only close his eyes and bite his cheek to stop the sounds that were trying to leave his mouth.
Even if he tried to pretend that he didn't like this powerplay; the truth was, it turned him incredibly on.
And besides he kinda expected it beforehand, because he knew how competitive Jungkook could get.
The next time the younger man moved his hips forward, Taehyung was prepared to meet the boy's with his. A small stain had formed on Jungkook's boxer shorts, soaked from his pre-cum.
Taehyung pushed away the younger and quickly got rid of his pants.
Jungkook followed his action with his eyes, without blinking, because he didn't want to miss anything.
"Lay down", Taehyung said in a hoarse voice, and although Jungkook's first impulse was to protest, he followed the older man's command, much too impatient at the thought of feeling more of Taehyung. More more more.
Soon he felt the boy above himself again, now only a small shred of cloth being between them. Taehyung rubbed his body against the younger, desperate to get some friction.
He reached for Jungkook's underwear and slipped his hands underneath. He stroked the outline of Jungkook's butt and clawed his fingers at the fabric, ready to pull it off. Before doing so, he glanced down once more at the expectant face of the younger man. There was a question written on Taehyung's face that Jungkook could answer with a quick nod.
Taehyung smiled as he pulled the material down way too slowly for Jungkook's liking, without taking his eyes off the younger ones, not even once, so that Jungkook's cock, unbelievably hard and leaking from pre-cum, appeared underneath.
"Touch yourself for me, Kookie", Taehyung whispered.
Jungkook didn't hesitate. He craved to be touched, so he put his hand around his cock and started stroking himself.
As soon as he started he had to close his eyes and press his lips together.
He felt Taehyung's gaze on him and knew immediately when the older boy started looking at Jungkook's hand pleasuring himself instead of his face, because he let out a strangled sound.
"Good boy", he whispered with an unsteady voice, showing that he was just as affected as the younger.
Jungkook curled his toes together, hearing that petname out off Taehyung's mouth with that sultry voice and stopped touching himself, when he felt like he might come at any moment, which would've been really emberassing. They haven't even done anything yet.
"Where is your lube?", Jungkook exclaimed in a trembling voice.
Taehyung was way to focused on the naked boy beneath him that it took him a few seconds to realize what he was asked.
"Uh," he stuttered. His mind went blank for a second. "In the bedsidedrawer?"
It came out like a question. Still, Jungkook was quick to react, reaching for the top-drawer and fiddling around until he felt something like a bottle in his hand. He figured that Taehyung had put them there when he was alone in the room, considering this wasn't even their house.
"Condoms?"
"Also there", Taehyung smirked, seeing how impatient Jungkook was and how erratic his movements looked.
He threw the half-empty bottle beside him and for a moment could only think about with whom Taehyung had used the other half of the bottle, because a part of him wanted to be the first who completely merged with him.
Soon after, he also felt a crackling package in his hand, hoping it was a condom.
He held it in front of his face and raised his eyebrows in irritation. "Pink?", He glanced at Taehyung with an expression that probably was supposed to say something like: Are you serious?
Taehyung grinned. "And do you know what's the best part of it?", he took the package from Jungkook's hand and tore it open with his teeth with one skillful movement.
"It shines in the dark."
Jungkook looked at him dumbfolded.
"It's like a minilightsaber then", he giggled.
Jungkook mentally facepalmed himself.
„If you don't shut up and put that stupid thing on me, I'll be soft again."
Taehyung grunted disapprovingly and briefly left the younger man's body to strip off his boxer shorts. It was from Gucci. How surprising.
Jungkook would have huffed by the sight but then Taehyung was suddenly naked and he couldn't do anything but stare at the other's dick.

He was huge, longer as Jungkook's but not as thick.
The boy was really relieved that he wasn't the one having to fit that inside of him because how does that even work?
„Like what you see?", Taehyung asked teasingly, following the Younger's stare.
Jungkook shrugged and tried to remain a neutral facial expression.
„It's not like I can compare it to anything except my own."
„Yeah I figured", Taehyung smiled sincerely.
„How many times did you do this?", Jungkook asked, suddenly feeling self conscious and aware of his lack of experience in this field, saying it out loud before he could chicken out.
Taehyung frowned. „With myself?"
The youngest shook his head. „With others, stupid."
„You're the first", Taehyung said immediately.
Jungkook was shocked to say at least. „W…what?"
„Is that a problem?", Taehyung tilted his head.
„N…no. I just didn't expect it. You seem so confident and like you know what you're doing-"
„Well I know what I'm doing", Taehyung smirked and put the unpacked condom with one smooth movement over Jungkook's cock, who moaned feeling the others fingers on him. So fucking close.
Then he grabbed the bottle, opened it and squeezed a big amount of liquid on his hand.
With that he grabbed the younger's dick and started stroking him, distributing the lube over the condom. Meanwhile Jungkook had put one arm over his face and bit into his own flesh to keep himself off letting out another moan.
The others were still downstairs and might be able to hear them so he knew, they needed to be careful.
When Taehyung sat back down on him, now nothing in between them, Jungkook opened his eyes.
„Don't I need to like…", he tried to find the right word. „prep you up?"
„Normally yeah", Taehyung laughed and Jungkook felt dizzy when he felt him guiding his dick to his entrance. „But I kinda hoped this would happen today, so I prepared myself.", he gestured towards his hole and seemed amused when Jungkook noticed the blackish buttplug, turning him speechless.
„I'm all stretched out for you, Sweetheart. Don't worry. I got you."
Taehyung reached for the toy and pulled it out in one smooth movement.
Careless he threw the thing in some room corner and normally Jungkook would've thought about it not being that hygienic but his mind wasn't working like it normally would since the moment he entered this room, so he didn't mind at all.
His heart beat so loud and fast that he was afraid it would burst at any moment and he felt some kind of dizzy, but a good kind.
When he felt his tip at the other's entrance, he grabbed Taehyung's hips and helped him to keep a steady position.
They didn't ask each other if they were sure, because they could see it in each others eyes, just wanting to finally feel everything of each other. Jungkook knew if he would've told Tae to stop, he would immediately follow his request just as the other way around. They trusted each other.
So when Taehyung slowly sank down on him, Jungkook gripped the elder harder and let one of his fingers slide gently over his rosy lips.
He was so tight around him, almost painfully tight.
His walls took him in, inch by inch and he felt every sensation and every nerve and just everything.
Taehyung stopped moving halfway through and Jungkook looked at him concerned.
The elder had his eyes squeezed shut and seemed tense. „You okay?"
Taehyung nodded, still with his eyes closed shut. „Just need a moment… to adjust."
Automatically, Jungkook stroked gently and reassuringly over the older man's back, trying to relax him through that.
After a minute he felt how the tension left the elder's body and was able to see Taehyung's beautiful eyes again.
„Sorry", the other whispered sheepishly. „Like I said, you can't compare fingers to the real thing."
„Should we stop?", Jungkook asked the other, really not wanting to stop but Taehyung's well being was way more important than his own needs or pleasure.
„No!", Taehyung ensured him. „I'm good now, I just needed a moment", like wanting to proof that what he said was true, he took the rest of Jungkook in and let out a strangled moan, as a reaction to feeling so incredibly full.

Feeling Taehyung's hot walls around him, Jungkook couldn't stop himself from letting out an almost inhuman noise, which seemed to encourage the boy sitting above him, resulting in him carefully moving his hips, while touching the younger's skin underneath him.
With dizzy eyes Jungkook looked up at the elder and bit his lips when he saw the bliss showing on Taehyung's face. He was so beautiful like this, even more beautiful than usually, which Jungkook thought wasn't possible before, but he was proven incredibly wrong by the sight that was gifted to him.
Taehyung's forehead was slightly sweaty and his brownish hair was messy and made him look even more attractive. He looked like a god and even tho Jungkook hated himself for thinking that because it was so corny, it was simply true.
He felt some kind of useless with Taehyung doing everything, so he decided to meet the other boy's movements with his own, which is why he thrusted his hips upwards without a warning.
Taehyung let out a loud sob when Jungkook hit that one certain spot, he himself was always trying to reach but never succeeded.
The youngest immediately stopped, concern spreading over his face.
„I'm so sorry, Hyung. I didn't mean to…", he stuttered, but was interrupted by a grinning Taehyung.
„I'm fine. I'm actually more than fine, and don't you dare stop", his face looked at him threatening.
He lowered his head and pressed his forehead against Jungkook's, staring at his eyes and getting him to be even deeper inside of him, due to him now basically laying on the other.
„Put your legs around me, Lovely."
Jungkook's whole body shivered. Another petname. He didn't know he was a sucker for those, but apparently he was, considering his strong reaction.
Goosebumps formed on his arms and legs as he followed Taehyung's instruction.
„You feel so good inside of me. Filling me up and all. You're doing so good", the elder whispered against Jungkook's lips, who jolted under him.
Taehyung pressed his lips on Jungkook's, nibbling on them, teasing him, but as soon as the boy wanted to respond to the kiss, he removed his mouth, leaving the younger desperately trying to follow his movement to reach his lips again, feel them on his. Again and Again.
Taehyung chuckled and moved his hips in a pleasurable manner.
He moved on to his ear, biting the earlobe lightly and then moving on to his neck.
At this point Jungkook already gave his mission to be quiet completely up and just gave in feeling everything of Taehyung Taehyung Taehyung at once.

He had to hold back several times so he would not just come, because he wanted to achieve that they both reached their climax at least.
But Taehyung didn't seem to be in a hurry, rather wanting to enjoy every single second and every sensation.
He dug his teeth into the younger man's skin and sucked so hard that after he was done, he broke away with a 'pop' sound and could repeat it on a different spot.
"What are you doing?", Jungkook asked breathlessly, surprised that he was even able to bring out a reasonable sentence while Taehyung moved over him, making it hard for him to think of anything different than how the boy felt around him and the slight pain in his neck and shoulder area.
Taehyung didn't let himself be disturbed, continued and mumbled between bites and licks:
„I leave marks on you. Everyone will know you're mine. And you will have no other choice than to think about the feeling you had while being buried deep inside of me, every time you look at yourself."
„I like that thought", Jungkook admitted.
Taehyung's thrusts became more sloppy and irregular since he was occupied with something else, which is why Jungkook took the matter in his own hands, and snapped his hips upwards in one hard thrust. Taehyung's teeth burrowed into the younger's soft flesh, when Jungkook slammed into his prostate and he growled.
„ .impatient", he muttered, left his position on Jungkook's neck and sat up again.
Without warning he thrusted his hips forward, again and again, in such a fast paste that Jungkook was surprised he didn't get a muscle cramp.
But he didn't have time to think about possible muscle cramps for longer because waves of pleasure washed over him, every time Taehyung bounced on him.
„Fucking hell", he muttered out and dug his fingernails into Taehyung's thigh.
„Stop talking", Taehyung sounded breathless.
His dick stood neglected between them und Jungkook reached out to it out of impulse.
Taehyung froze for a moment and his eyes widened. He let out a broken whimper and his irises dilated.
He seemed like he didn't expect Jungkook being comfortable enough to touch him there just because he wanted to, out of his own free will.
Jungkook brushed his head with his fingertip, spreading the pre-cum over his foreskin.
Then, without hesitation, he raised his finger and let it disappear into his mouth, completely licking it clean.
He hummed. "Bitter and Salty."
Taehyung's eyes almost dropped out of his head and he couldn't avert his gaze.
His head was spinning, feeling so aroused by the sinful scene in front of him that he parted his lips.
„Such a good boy", he whispered with a strained voice and responded with a sharp roll of his hips.
Jungkook gasped, squirming in his place and had a blissful look on his face.
„Hyung, I think I'm gonna c…come", he whined out.
„Okay, look at me babyboy. I want to see your beautiful face while you come because of how good it feels to be inside of me."
Jungkook choked out a moan, he couldn't take it anymore. The stimulation was just too much.
In his eyes there was nothing else than a burning hunger and complete desire which is why Taehyung leaned down, kissing him with deep passion, lips desperate , pleading and hot.
Jungkook responded just as eager, kiss messy, filthy, their tongues colliding in a passionate dance.
The older boy started raking his hands through his hair, while Jungkook continued pounding into him in a not so steady rhythm anymore, relentlessly abusing Taehyung's sweet spot.
His chest was rising and his breath was fanning against Jungkook's mouth.
The younger didn't even realize that Taehyung had guided his hand to his cock, too occupied chasing his own release. He helped him moving his hand up and down and they heard nothing else than their heavy breaths and the obscene sound of flesh slapping against flesh.
When Jungkook felt sharp spikes of pleasure rising up, forming into a delicious wave, his knees buckled up, his muscles flexing and his hair jostling with every thrust, he tried to turn his head to the side, too embarrassed to be seen by Taehyung while his eyes fluttered shut.
But the boy above him didn't let him, holding his chin vigorously and stopped him from looking away.
Jungkook put his arms around Taehyung's back, probably leaving some marks there, due to his fingernails scratching into the warm flesh.
He comes with a loud sinful moan, shaking, his back arching and trying to gasp for air when Taehyung puts his hands around his neck and holding him into place, stopping him from moving too much. His spine is tingling and he's cursing out some incoherent words under his tongue when he's spilling into the condom. His vision is blurry when he sees Taehyung throwing his head back, his forehead glistening with sweat, mouth agape. He feels his walls clench around him and the overstimulation is just too much so he lets out a broken whimper.
His chest is rising up and down uncontrollably when he feels Taehyung's body collapsing onto his, their sticky bodies connect like glue.
When the elder lets go off his throat, he takes a shaky breath, just realizing now that his body has been screaming for air internally the past few seconds.
„Fuck", Taehyung mutters out, nuzzling against the younger's neck.
„Yeah", agrees Jungkook, his voice sounding hoarse and not like his own.
He's still inside the boy above him, but his mind is spinning, so right now he doesn't give a care in the world.
Taehyung seems to be able to think more clearly and slides off of Jungkook with a wet sound, wincing because of the loss and the sudden empty feeling.
He helps Jungkook take off the condom, because honestly the youngest is just so completely utterly wrecked that he doesn't feel like he has the energy to even move a little bit, so he lets Taehyung take care of disposing the condom.
His eyelids feel heavy and he really wants to sleep.
His friend comes back out off the bathroom with a towel and cleans Jungkook's stomach from the white stains that he left on there.
„Come here", Jungkook whines, craving for Taehyung's touch again.
When the other boy lays down beside him, Jungkook snuggles closer and puts an arm around the other's chest. Their breaths still come out faster than usual.
A content smile builds on Jungkook's face when Taehyung interlaces their fingers and gently traces his thumb over his skin in circle like movements.
Soon after; he falls asleep in his arms, Taehyung gazing over his peaceful face, trying to get rid of his consuming fear that the younger boy would regret this in the next morning.
He didn't want to lose Jungkook. Still; he tried to brand this sight into his memory for the possibility that this would be the first and last time that he would be able to see his friend like this. In his arms.

Downstairs the others were still sitting in the living room, feeling kinda awkward, having listened to the almost animalistic sounds coming from the upper floor.
„I'm traumatized", said Hoseok.
The others nod in agreement.
„Is it weird that I'm kinda turned on?", asked Jimin with sparkling eyes and a blush forming on his cheek.

„The fuck, Jimin?"