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Jungkook

It was late at night, after playing the piano for Taehyung, I couldn't sleep.

I was lying back against the tub, my eyes closed and hands running over the warm water. All I could think about was the moment at the creek that morning. Every time, the same images flashed behind my eyes.

Taehyung kissing me.

Our need for each other.

I remember how it was when he had made love to my body.

My body warmed up under the thoughts of his lips and hands on me again. Letting out a sigh, my eyes opened to stepping out of the water, drying myself and putting on my towel, I stared at myself in the mirror.

"What am I doing?" I whispered to my reflection. "Can I do this?"

Taehyung wanted me... and I wanted him too.

I craved his touch.

Placing a hand over my chest, I felt my pounding heart.

"I don't want to be scared anymore."

I wanted to feel... everything.

I wanted to be free.

I wanted to live.

I opened my eyes in the reflection.

I wanted Taehyung.

I glanced at the mirror one final time before turning around, I was at a constant battle in my mind.

Fear on one side, while the other demanded freedom and happiness.

My hand rested on the knob for several minutes, pulling at the strength and courage inside of me to

open the door and go to Taehyung.

With my final decision made, I took a deep breath and opened the door. Taehyung was leaning against the headboard with only his black sweatpants on. He was looking down at his phone but quickly looked up when I walked into the room.

"Jungkook?" he questioned, his eyebrows furrowed at the sight of me. "Why are you only in your towel?" Sitting forward in bed, he placed the phone on the nightstand. "Are you okay?" he asked worriedly, tension cording the muscles of his shoulders.

My eyes met his, and I held on. He gave me strength.

"I don't want to be scared anymore."

"Jungkook," he started, confusion clear in his voice and expression.

Quickly dropping the towel to reveal my bare body, I took a nervous step forward. My hands fisted to my side as I walked toward the bed, stopping in front of Taehyung.

He must have understood what I meant because his eyes softened. "Jungkook," he sighed. Lifting his hand towards me, palm up. "Come here."

Swallowing hard, I put my hand in his and he grasped mine tightly. When my hand trembled, Taehyung gave me a gentle squeeze before pulling me forward. I climbed onto the bed and he shifted me around, pulling me onto his lap so that I straddled him, my knees on either side of his hips.

Bringing his other hand up, he softly rubbed his thumb over my lips. "Are you sure?"

I nodded mutely, finding it hard to voice out anything. "Jungkook, I need the words. I need to know you are one hundred percent sure about your decision. About... this."

"I'm sure, Taehyung" I replied, my voice barely audible. Placing his forehead against mine, he let out another sigh.

"Okay. With you on top, we'll do it like this."

On top?

Me?

My hand tightened around his as panic surged inside me. "I..."

He admonishes. "I know. It's okay."

I didn't know how to do anything.

I had never done this.

"Here."

Lifting me from his lap and placed me on the bed beside him, Taehyung quickly removed his sweatpants, throwing them on the floor so that he was naked too. He was commando and pulled me on his lap again.

"Taehyung, I d-don't know..."

He smiled and shook his head. "You do. Your body knows what to do. You are in charge, Jungkook. Let your body and mind go. You can do what you want."

I was in control.

For the first time.

Sending him a small smile, I placed my hands over his chest and pushed him gently until he was reclined on the bed. I wasn't sure what to do afterwards but when I felt his length twitch between my legs, I trembled and shifted slightly, causing his tip to rub against my sensitive hole.

My hands moved over his chest and his stomach, feeling his muscles ripple under my wandering touch.

He touched me last time and I never had a chance to explore him. When my hands reached his pelvis, just above his hardened length, I stopped. My head snapped up toward Taehyung, looking for help, not knowing what to do.

His hand grasped mine, placed it over the rigid head, wrapping my fingers around the length.

Our eyes stayed connected as he moved my hands up and down.

And then he let go.

Looking down, I rubbed my thumb over the tip and gave him a small squeeze. "Fuck," Taehyung swore.

Was something wrong?

I quickly looked up, only to find his eyes hooded with lust. My heart swelled and feeling confident in my actions, I moved my hands again, squeezing the length at the same time.

Taehyung let out a growl and his fingers dug into my hips.

"Like this," he muttered, curling his other hand over mine again, tightening my grasp. He worked from top to bottom, tightening and loosening our grip until moisture formed at the tiny slit.

Rubbing my thumb over it, I coated the tip fully.

"Jungkook, if you keep doing this, I'm going to come."

"Isn't that a good thing?" I asked.

"Kitten," he replied, his voice slightly hoarse.

With my hand still wrapped around him, I leaned forward, tilting my hips up slightly, I wasn't sure what to do, feeling lost. I was about to lower myself, but Taehyung's hands were like a band of steel around my hips, stopping my movement.

"You are not ready for this yet."

"Huh?"

Smiling, he pulled me from his hardness and moved me over his chest.

"Taehyung, what are you doing?" I asked, pressing my hands to his chest as I stared down at him with wide eyes.

"I'm getting you ready, kitten. Move up. Straddle my face," he ordered.

Straddle his face?

His hands came down to my thighs, holding me still. Nervous, I slowly moved into the position he told me. With my knees on either side of his face, I held onto the headboard.

His breath feathered over my clenching hole, my cock standing in attention. My head fell back at the strange sensation. When I felt his tongue at my entrance, I let out a moan.

Taehyung's fingers tightened on my thighs. He ran his tongue over my puckered hole, lapping at the sensitive muscles there. He licked, teased, sucked, and drove me insane with his tongue until I was shaking uncontrollably. My body clenched, desperate for my release.

"T-Taehyung,"

My knuckles going almost white at how hard I was holding the headboard. My hips rocked against his mouth, grinding into his face. I sighed and whimpered against his torturous lapping. I was close, dangling over the edge yet not falling over.

He pushed his tongue inside me and groaned, my eyes closing at the sensation building in my lower region. He was relentless, pushing me over the edge so many times and refusing to let me fall. I let go of a sharp cry when he brought a hand up and grabbed my cock and pumped my cock.

"Taehyung!" As my orgasm rushed through me, my thighs tightened around his head.

I was still lost in the intense ecstasy surrounding my mind and body when Taehyung lifted me from his face and pushed me over his cock again.

"Wait, kitten." He positioned my entrance right over his tip, I swallowed nervously, my thighs still haking from my orgasm. Taehyung's eyes glinted, and he grabbed my hips, lifting me slightly. His rigid length strained upward as he slowly fitted me over his cock and began to pull me down. "Like this."

We both moaned when he sank slowly, my eyes almost closing at the wondrous feeling. I paused as he reached my depth, my body spasming around him.

When the sudden dark memories started to surround me, I went still.

Taehyung's hands tightened around me. "Jungkook, open your eyes," he demanded quickly.

My eyes snapped open at his voice and I looked at him for help, scared that I would fall back into the darkness.

"Keep your eyes on me, Jungkook. Just me. Look at me. Only me. It's only me, Jungkook," he whispered gently, his thumb gently caressing my sides.

Only him.

It was only Taehyung.

Only Taehyung.

"There you are. Keep looking at me. Don't take your eyes off me," he continued in the same deep voice.

Taehyung raised a hand and tucked my bangs in my ear. He stroked the hair on my nape gently, soothing me with a soft smile. "Slowly, kitten... We're taking it slow."

Letting go, he grasped my hips and helped me with the movement. Slowly lifting me then I began a slow descent again, my whole body trembling with the sensation.

Only Taehyung.

He surrounded me.

He overwhelmed my senses until he was the only one I could sense, see, feel, or hear.

He was everything.

As I sheathed his cock inside me, going as deep as I could, I continued to stare down at him.

His breathing was ragged, almost painful. Sweat formed over his forehead, same as me.

"Taehyung," His fingers wrapped around the globes of my ass, helping e with the movement.. Up then slowly going down, repeat. He gave me the confidence to continue moving. I gave a tentative internal squeeze with my muscles and he growled, his hips arching off the bed.

"Jungkook."

I couldn't help but smile, he liked it. Growing coy under his gaze, I placed my hands over his chest, levering myself up, his hardness gliding inside my hole. Slowly moving up and down, I watched his every reaction. When I twisted my hips over him, his hips rose to meet mine, the action pushing him further inside me. I moaned louder.

"Fvck." He groaned.

Taehyung slowly took control, thrusting his hips upward, slow and deep each time. "Jungkook, I'm going to switch us around," he said, his voice going deeper and getting hoarse.

I nodded, he quickly rolled us over as he positioned himself between my legs, he placed a kiss on my lips.

"Keep your eyes on me. It's only me. No one else but me."

I nodded, keeping our eyes connected as he thrust inside of me again. His groan vibrated from his chest and I soaked it all up. My hands flew to his shoulders, holding on as my body trembled with the ferocity of the sensation coursing through my body.

Taehyung paused, our gazes held. "Okay?"

"Okay."

"Hold on to me, Jungkook. Don't let me go."

Nodding again, I twined my hands behind his head. As he withdrew, my fingers curled around his neck.

"Oh...Taehyung."

And then he pushed again, stretching me with his fullness. I felt my hole stretch to accommodate him, the pressure inside of me building faster than before. He pulled back slightly and pushed back in.

Instinctively, I tilted my hips up, and he thrust hard inside. I let out a gasp, followed by an unashamed loud moan, my nails bit into his back.

Taehyung started to move, finding a rhythm as our eyes stayed glued on each other. In and out.

Slowly at first and then a little faster.

Harder.

Deeper.

There was no space between us.

My body swelled and quivered.

Our bodies moved fluidly as if they knew each other for years.

No words spoken, only our bodies spoke, moving with each other with ease.

Our hard breathing filled the room, leaning his forehead on mine, he grasped my thighs and pushed them upward until I was bent in half and open to him.

"I got you, kitten"

My body was strung tight, my muscles corded together. I was balancing over the edge, ready to fall, I begged Taehyung silently.

I needed relief.

I needed him.

I knew he was close when his thrust became faster, his cock swelling further. Taehyung reached underneath me and cupped my back, tilting me upward as he plunged forward again.

He was reaching deep inside me, pumped my cock and my orgasm exploded with ferocity. My vision blurred as my body went tight. My body wasn't my own anymore, I was floating.

Taehyung thrust into me hard and deep, I heard him growl loud, his face twisted almost painfully as he twitched above me with his orgasm. His hips jerked against mine. He quivered with his release as we came together.

At that moment, I was his.

Only his.

Our eyes were connected, our souls came together too, bonding, refusing to let go.

Taehyung spent had laid on top of my shaking body, heaving desperately for breath as I did the same. I couldn't process what just happened.

My mind was fuzzy, my heart full as I wrapped my arms around Taehyung's shoulders.

Was this how it felt?

To be with someone... like this?

Tears blinded my vision as I quickly blinked them away.

Taehyung buried his face in my neck, and he placed a kiss there.

Finally lifting his head, he looked at me with soft blue eyes.

"Are you okay?"

"Mmhhm..."

"Sure?"

"Mmhhm."

He let out a small laugh, "Is that all you can say?"

"Mmhhm."

I really couldn't say anything else.

My body was sore and languid.

I could barely keep my eyes open.

"Have I worn you out, kitten?" he whispered before taking my lips into a slow, sweet kiss.

"Mmhhm."

Pulling back, he chuckled at my lack of words, he gave me a quick peck on the tip of my nose before rolling off me.

I closed my eyes, my body still spread over the bed, too tired to move. I heard the water run in the washroom, and then a few minutes later, I felt something warm over my stomach that travelled down between my legs.

My eyes slowly opened to see Taehyung cleaning me with a towel.

"I got you," he whispered the same words again.

He disposed the towel in the bathroom before walking out in all his naked glory. Taehyung joined me on the bed and pulled the cover over us. Lying on his back, he pulled me into him until I was half on top of him. My head rested on his chest, my arms were thrown over his waist and my legs tangled with his.

I sighed and snuggled tighter into his warm and safe embrace. Taehyung placed a kiss on my forehead, his arms protectively tightening around my back.

"Sleep, Jungkook."

With the sound of his beating heart to my ear, I let sleep take over.

Before I fell asleep, a thought registered into my mind.

Taehyung didn't fuck me.

He made love to me.

I smiled sleepily, my heart dancing with happiness.