"What happened with Jimin?"

Taehyung's velvety voice shattered the silence enveloping them and pulled him out of his thoughts. "Just a stupid fight."

"You don't wanna talk about it?"

"He just got mad because he saw me talk with Namjoon and I didn't tell him what we said. He said friends don't have secrets."

"I see," Taehyung answered under his breath. He glimpsed at him and returned his focus to driving. "Are you still mad at me?"

The younger turned his head slowly and laid his eyes on him. "I'm not mad, Tae."

"Then what's wrong? You don't seem... okay with me."

Jeongguk leaned a little closer and placed his hand on his nape. "I'm sorry, I guess I'm not in a good mood." He presented a weak smile as he caressed his nape.

"What can I do to make you feel better?"

Jeongguk hummed sweetly as his hand smoothed down his shoulder, his ribs and waist, and skimmed over his thigh with satisfying pressure. "You can fuck me."

Taehyung jerked his head to the side, throughout taken aback. "Are you serious?"

Jeongguk shifted his hand to his crotch and squeezed it, making him hiss. "You don't want to?" he breathed out, rubbing his growing length over his jeans.

"Jeongguk, I'm driving."

"But I need you." His hands worked on his jeans to undo the buttons so he could slip one hand inside, but Taehyung grasped his wrist.

"Don't you have to meet Namjoon, anyway? Why make me hard and then leave me like this?"

"I'll meet him in two hours. Let me suck you off now."

"Not in here," he said strictly, tightening his grip when Jeongguk tried to free his hand. "We're like two minutes away."

Jeongguk groaned but waited silently until they arrived. Their wild imagination and anticipation of what was coming kept both hard, and as they entered the younger's house, they threw their bags in haste and connected their mouths with a harsh clash. A harmony of unholy sounds and rapid breaths surrounded them as Taehyung picked him up and walk towards his bedroom.

Demanding hands flung off every piece of clothing of each other, and Taehyung pinned him to the bed, devouring his lips. Their tongues glided together and both broke in moans of pleasure as they rolled their hips.

"Such a needy boy," Taehyung rasped as he peppered open-mouth kisses on his jawline, moving to his earlobe.

"Please, Taehyung."

"Already begging, huh?" A pleased smirk tugged at his lips, and he dove to suck kisses on his neck. The peppery action had Jeongguk whimpering and his cock leaking more precum.

Taehyung withdrew to grab the lube and returned in no time, but Jeongguk wasn't lying in the bed anymore; he was sitting on the edge, and when Taehyung approached him, he grabbed his cock and shoved it in his mouth at once.

"Shit, fuck!" Taehyung groaned at the warm, ecstatic feeling. He pulled on his hair harshly as the other bobbed his head at a fast pace, drool trickling down his chin.

Jeongguk riveted his hands on his hips and sent the tip down his throat with each plunge, already feeling sore with a burning sensation, but he couldn't care less. That was what he wanted. For his mouth to be ravished by the older's cock.

Taehyung panted out his moans, his legs slightly shaking. Feeling that he was somewhat close, he slid his cock out of his mouth and heaved him to his feet. He spun him around and bent him over with a fierce shove, his head pressing against the bed.

Jeongguk cried out as he felt two impatient fingers breach his tight hole that was waiting for so long to be abused. These fingers stretched him with zeal, twisting against his walls in ways that rendered him a gasping mess, and the vehement slap on his left asscheek seconds later wrenched sonorous mewls out of him. "Fuck! Hyung—hyung."

He delivered another ferocious spank and eased a third finger into his hole. "Can't wait for my cock, hmm?" Taehyung stretched his fingers inside him and rotated them, his hooded gaze gawking at his round ass.

"No, please, Tae—fuck! Fuck me." The pleasure for Jeongguk had built too high, and he felt as if he could cum at any minute, but he didn't care. All he wanted was to feel his cock inside him.

Taehyung groaned, spanking him once again hard enough to leave his handprint on his ass, and replaced his fingers with his lubed cock without warning. The glide was smooth by the amount of lube, and he gripped his waist in an iron-like hold once he bottomed out, spiraling his hips against him.

Pathetic whines and moans erupted from Jeongguk in utter rapture, paying no mind to any shred of pain. He wiggled his ass, wanting to feel that cock in every way possible, as much as possible, and rocked against it, unable to wait any longer.

Taehyung smirked at his impatience and didn't attempt to stop him. He instead set a brisk tempo, skin slapping reverberating through the room combined with his guttural moans, driving his cock into him as deep as it could go with every thrust.

"I'm close, h-hyung," Jeongguk whined, notching up the rocking against him.

"You lasted long enough." He slowed down until he stopped completely, staying deep inside him. He wrapped an arm around him and pulled him flat against his chest. "Did you touch yourself today?" he asked, a low growl coating his words, and he clamped his teeth into his neck.

Jeongguk could only pule in response as he clenched around him.

"Answer me."

"Yes, I-I couldn't resist. It w-was too m-much and—" The rest of his response was drown into a yelp as Taehyung rammed him down and began abusing his reddened hole just like he wanted.

Taehyung spanked him on repeat as his thrusts became rougher. "Such a bad boy." Despite his immense desire to punish him, he was extremely close and it seemed impossible to starve off his orgasm anymore.

Jeongguk cried out a series of moans as his sweet spot was being abused with every thrust, and his release crashed over him without giving him time to say anything.

Hearing his beautiful sounds, the blaze in Taehyung's gut flared. He tossed his head back in pure ecstasy as he came inside his hole with a groan, his hot cum filling Jeongguk to the brim.

Taehyung drew deep breaths to stabilize his raging heart as he stroked his ass. "You came untouched again," he said with a faint chuckle and pulled out at a creep.

Through the haze of his euphoria, Jeongguk felt something dribble down his thighs as he straightened his back to sit on his knees. "You didn't use a condom."

Taehyung remained silent at his murmuring statement and fetched the wet wipes from the desk.

"You didn't use a condom," Jeongguk repeated, voice now stronger and sterner.

"Honestly? I forgot," Taehyung admitted. "But I'm clean and I'm not fucking others, Kook. What's so wrong about it?"

His shock only swelled at his words, his eyes staring in big circles. "You're not?"

Taehyung's face screwed into a stormy frown, a choked sound of bafflement jumping out of his mouth. "Did you really think I was?"

"Um—" Jeongguk's phone rang then, drawing his attention, and he searched for his pants to locate it.

"Are you really gonna answer the phone and not answer my question?"

"Hey, Joon, what's up?"

Taehyung huffed in sheer vexation, his head rolling back, and he retrieved his clothes to get dressed.

"I'm about to go grab something to eat. Do you wanna join me now?" Namjoon asked.

"Um, sure. I just need like thirty minutes. Where are you going?"

"At Macdonalds near my house. Should I order you something?"

"Yeah, my usual." Jeongguk glanced momentarily at Taehyung, who was now putting his shoes on.

"Great, I'll be waiting."

Jeongguk ended the call and glimpsed at him once more. "Um, I need to take a shower and go."

"Okay."

"Um, are you—"

"Gonna leave? Yeah," Taehyung muttered and sighed afterwards. "Have fun," he added before exiting his room.

Jeongguk released a quivery sigh as he ducked his head. He was actually going to ask him to join him. But he didn't even have the chance to say anything else.

Taehyung groaned as he shut the door of his car with a booming bang. He's actually thinking that I'm fucking other people. I can't believe him.

  
It was about twenty minutes later when Jeongguk was all ready and strolled out of the house, only to see Taehyung's car still parked there. His eyes enlarged in surprise as he hesitantly dragged his feet towards him and knocked on the window. "Why are y-you—"

"Just get in," Taehyung spat out, keeping his gaze away from him.

Jeongguk didn't want to argue with an infuriated Taehyung, so he just opened the door and sank into his seat.

"Where?"

He told him where to go, and Taehyung drove off. It was only an eight-minute ride, but it felt like a torturous eternity for Jeongguk. Taehyung didn't speak a word, didn't look at him, didn't even glance in his direction. And he had no idea what to do about it.

 
"Um, thanks," Jeongguk uttered once they reached their destination.

Taehyung only nodded, not even caring if the younger saw him. Jeongguk fiddled with his sweater for a moment, unsure about what to do. He ventured to look at him and opened his mouth but nothing came out.

"Just go," Taehyung said, indifferent, his eyes glued to the wheel and hands clutching it.

Jeongguk's gaze lingered on him as it saddened more, and he sighed in defeat. The moment he slipped out of the car, Taehyung sped off, and he could only stare at the car until it was out of his sight. With another sigh, he went inside and spotted Namjoon almost instantly.

"Hey, Kook," Namjoon greeted with a smile.

"Hey."

"What's wrong?"

"I'll get to that. Let's eat first."

And that was what they did. They exchanged a few words here and there as they ate, and after some time, they finally finished.

"I'm waiting," Namjoon said.

"Let's walk towards your house?" Jeongguk suggested, and the other nodded. "You can't say anything to anyone. At least not yet."

"Of course, Kook."

Jeongguk took a deep breath and blew out slowly. "I slept with Taehyung."

Namjoon maintained his eyes on him, his brows curving upwards. "That's it? We know already."

"What!? How?" he exclaimed, but it didn't take long to figure out the answer on his own. "Jimin, fuck!"

"Relax, Kook, he was drunk. Remember at Hoseok's house? After you left with Taehyung, Jimin joked about how you guys will fuck and we were like what is he talking about? And then he said that you guys had done that already."

"I hate him!"

"Don't be mad at him. You know you can trust us, anyway."

"I know, it's just... I don't know, embarrassing."

"Why? I mean you're attracted to him and had sex with him. Big deal."

"He's my teacher."

"Yeah, but for how long? As long as you guys don't get caught for doing it once, what's the big deal? In a few months, he won't be your teacher anymore." Namjoon caught how he avoided eye contact. "What?"

"Um"—he felt the need to clear his throat before he resumed—"it wasn't just once."

"Don't tell me you're dating?"

"No! No. We just fuck sometimes? I don't know."

"What do you mean you don't know? How can you not know? Haven't you guys talked about it?"

And Jeongguk could only drop his head. "No."

"I don't know what to say."

"It's bad having sex with your teacher, huh?"

"It's bad not knowing what it means, Kook. I mean, if you're attracted to each other and want to fuck sometimes, good. Just make it clear. But if there are feelings, you should make it clear too because it's gonna get complicated. Do you think he wants only sex?"

Jeongguk took a moment to muse over it. "I don't know. I mean, he's sweet and caring. He asks me how I am every day. He asks to see me every day. And I just found out that he's not fucking other people."

"Sounds like he's attached to you, Kook. If it was just about the sex, he wouldn't care about anything else." They reached the park near Namjoon's house and settled down on a bench.

"You're right," Jeongguk sighed. "I never thought he could be feeling something for me like I do for him. Although he had said some things, I guess I just couldn't see it."

"Maybe you didn't want to see it?" he asked falteringly. "Why is it so bad for him to have feelings?"

"Because we can't be together."

"Why? Okay, he's your teacher, he's five years older, it's wrong, blah blah, who cares? You both want it apparently. And as I said before, he's not gonna be your teacher forever. You just have to be really careful to not get caught. And you should talk about what the hell you guys are doing," he added at last with a chuckle, eliciting a snort from the other.

"But it's really wrong."

"Kook, if you're happy, it's not. It's against the rules in school, but it's not wrong outside of it. From what I see, he's not taking advantage of you, and you're not taking advantage of him. It's like any other relationship," he said in a soft tone and offered him a soothing smile.

"He does make me happy." A gleam burned in his eyes as his mind traveled to the moments he had shared with Taehyung. "Thank you, Joon." He grinned and draped his arms over his waist.

"Don't worry about it." Namjoon chuckled as he patted his back.

After a moment of silence, a fog of shock swept over Jeongguk's face. "Does that mean Hoseok hyung knows too!?"

Namjoon burst out laughing, so much he folded in half. "Yeah, thank God you weren't there."

"Why?"

"He was rambling about how absurd and dangerous it is. He's just worried about you two. If you get caught, Taehyung will lose his job, and you will be kicked out. That's what he said."

"It's that dangerous, huh?"

"It is, but do you think you can stop it now?"

Jeongguk didn't even have to think about it. "No, I can't. I'm too attached to him to let go now."

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