Jungkook sucked in a sharp breath when Jin’s mouth moved gingerly over his hardened nipples. A shiver rippled through him. He arched his back pushing his torso further into Jin’s face, one hand buried deeply into Jin’s mop of dark hair, earning a sharp hiss from Jin.

Jin placed a small kiss against his chest before pulling away. He looked down at Jungkook with small, encouraging smile despite the hunger brewing in his dark gaze. Gently, he pushed Jungkook down against the bed with one hand while using the other to release Jungkook’s tightened grip on his hair. “Relax,” he whispered.

“Oh. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to… uh…” His voice trailed, getting lost in embarrassment.

Shaking his head, Jin said. “Don’t.”

“I’m terrible at this,” he said, placing his hands over his face.

“You’re not,” Jin reassured him, plucking his hands away from his face. “Trust me, you’re not.”

Jungkook licked his lips. He stared up at Jin’s naked body, and amidst the scars from Jin’s past, he could see new one. The one he’d inflicted on Jin, previously and presently. “It’s hard to control myself.”

“It’s hard for me, too. But you just have to learn to curb it,” he said, leaning down to place a kiss on Jungkook’s shoulder.

Jungkook traced the new scars with his index finger, he looked up at Jin for any sign of pain. “Does it hurt?”

“No,” Jin answered. “It doesn’t hurt, at all.”

“Does it hurt when I bite your shoulder?” Jungkook asked, this time running his fingers over the visible bit mark on Jin’s left shoulder. He couldn’t even remember when he’d done that.

“It doesn’t.”

His gazed fleeted to Jin’s lips. Soft, pink and plump… They were the most delicious things in the world. Just staring at them made his heart race and his desire to have them on him heighten. “How about… when I bite your lips?” He asked, his eyes meeting with Jin’s.

Somehow, Jin’s eyes had gone darker and the hunger in them was more obvious than they’d been when he’d been sucking on Jungkook’s nipples and dry humping him.

“No,” he whispered.

Teasingly, Jungkook ran his thumb over Jin’s lower lip. “Do you want me to do it again?” He had no idea where he had the confidence to be daring but the look on Jin’s face and feeling Jin’s dick pulsate against his thighs encouraged him.

"Yes." Jin’s head moved in a slow nod, his gaze wavering to Jungkook’s mouth. Jungkook bit his own lip before leaning up and taking Jin’s mouth in his. He kissed him tenderly and softly, before capturing Jin’s lower lip between his teeth.

A soft groan escaped the back of Jin’s throat. He applied a little pressure on his teeth causing Jin to hiss. His body vibrated on top of Jungkook’s. Jungkook released his lips before going in for a kiss, hungrier and needier. He whirled his tongue around Jin’s earning a deep groan from him.

Jin grabbed his legs and wrapped them around his waist, his mouth moving achingly with Jungkook’s. Jungkook’s heart ran a mile a minute and his stomach turned with pleasure. He dug his finger into Jin’s back, running them along his smooth skin.

Jin ran his hand along the sides of Jungkook’s thighs as he pulled away from the kiss, he lifted Jungkook’s right leg up to plant a kiss on his knee. He repositioned his body lower on Jungkook's body, placing his attention on Jungkook’s legs, trailing wet, sultry kisses along them, earning moans from Jungkook. Jin inched on until he was sucking on Jungkook’s inner thighs.

Jungkook’s breath hitched when Jin wrapped one hand around his dick, his gaze shifting to Jungkook’s face, a teasing smirk playing on his lips. Jungkook swallowed hard, knowing exactly what Jin was about to do. He wanted to protest. He couldn’t… wouldn’t be able to control himself.

A loud gasp escaped Jungkook when Jin’s mouth wrapped around his dick. He reached for the blanket, digging his fingers into them and clenching hard to prevent a shout from leaving his mouth.

Jin sucked on him with tenderness, his tongue moving with such skillful, gentility that sent a thousand waves of pleasure rolling through Jungkook. It was insane. The pleasure he felt was unlike anything he had ever felt before.

He’d known Jin’s mouth could do wonders but he hadn’t known it could turn his heart into a freaking beating drum. He shut his eyes tight, biting on his lower lip and fighting back sobs of excitement as heat pooled into his stomach.

While his mouth stayed busy down there, Jin’s hands stayed busy on Jungkook’s torso, caressing, squeezing and taunting his body. It felt so good. It was insane to feel so good and feel such extent of happiness.

Heat formed in his stomach. He curled and uncurled his toes, feeling his release near. Jungkook rolled his head against the pillow, tears burning his eyes. “Jin…” He stuttered. "Please." He tried to talk, to warn Jin of his release.

"Please, what?" Jin pulled away to ask, only to dive back in, this time running his tongue along Jungkook’s hardened length. Jungkook couldn't bring himself to form words, not when his brain was full of fog.

He reached down to push Jin  away, but instead, Jin took his wrist in his hand and held unto it, taking all of Jin as Jungkook drained himself with a series of loud, insuppressible moans.

When Jin pulled away, he was chuckling at Jungkook’s embarrassment. “Why?” Jungkook cried, grabbing a pillow and placing it on his face.

“Why what?” Jin asked. Jungkook could feel him hover on top of him.

“That.”

“What?” Jin asked, taking the pillow from Jungkook and flinging it to the other side of the room. He wriggled his brows at Jungkook, licking his lips teasingly. “You mean, why did I let you cum in my mouth?”

Jungkook covered his face with his hands.

“Or, are you asking why I swallowed?”

“Oh my God!” He groaned.

Chuckling, Jin collapsed on top of him, nuzzling his face in Jungkook’s neck. He kissed him on the spot below his ear and let out a satisfied sigh. “I promise, it’s okay.”

“Are you sure?”

Jin hummed against him. “I won’t do it if I didn’t want to.”

Feeling reassured, Jungkook wrapped his arms around Jin.

"Did you like it?" Jin asked, his hot breath against the soft skin of Jungkook’s neck sent goosebumbs all over Jungkook’s body.

Like? Jesus! He'd loved it. It had been one of the most insane sexual experience of his life, although he didn't have much but he was sure if he did, this would be in the top 3. Jin's mouth was a miracle worker. He would say all of that to Jin but he was still trying to find his confidence when they were in an intimate position. "Yes."

"How much?" Jin asked.

"Very," he answered sincerely.

"More than sex, perhaps?"

"No!" He said in a rush, then bit his tongue from spewing further outbursts. "I mean, no." Jesus, what was wrong with him?!

Jin’s body vibrated in a soft chuckle. "I see."

No feeling surpassed sex with Jin. Jungkook had realized and had been surprised to see that Jin was a gentle lover. Based on Jin's exterior and how Jungkook had viewed him in the past and how vulgar Jin usually was, he'd imagined some Fifty Shades of Grey kind of sex.

But it was different. It was so so pleasingly different. Jin didn't do the whole rough, desperate sex that pornstars acted out in videos. He took his time every step of the way.

Jungkook especially loved the look in Jin's eyes and the low moan that escaped Jin’s mouth whenever Jin thrusted into him. It was soft yet hungry, sweet and lustful. He was calm and gentle, while slowly building up pace and the whole time being considerate of Jungkook. It was everything.

Jungkook was truly happy that Jin had been his first, and he hoped he would be his last as well, because he didn't want to feel this way for or with anyone else. Jin was the only person he wanted this with. He was the only person Jungkook wanted.

"What about you?" Jungkook asked. Jin had slipped from ontop of him and was now laying next to him, one hand thrown over Jungkook’s torso. They both lay on their sides, facing each other. "Which do you prefer?"

"Definitely sex," Jin said, his fingers tracing invisible lines on Jungkook's body. "I could go months without having someone suck on my dick," he winked at Jungkook. "but not sex. The most I've gone is 3 months and I don't think I can go longer than that."

"Me too."

"You too, what?"

"I don't think I can go 3 months without it," Jungkook admitted. "I mean, now that you've corrupted me, I doubt my body can go longer without... you know."

"My body?" Jin inputted with a teasing smile.

Jungkook rolled his eyes but nodded, because Jin was right. Now that Jungkook knew what Jin’s body felt like and tasted like... now that he knew every inch and shape of Jin’s body... now that his body had merged and fitted perfectly with Jin's own... his body had found solace there, with Jin's body.

Jin smiled satisfactorily. "Well, I don’t intend to ever let you go that long ever without my body." He let out a yawn and shut his eyes. "We should get some sleep now."

“But I didn’t get to return the favor.”

“It’s okay."

“You don’t want me to?” He asked.

“Of course, I do. But you look tired and so am I. By the way, it's almost dawn and we still have to wake up early to prepare for school. Some other time, you can return the favor.”

And he was tired and drained. Jungkook shut his eyes. “When?” He asked as Jin pulled him against his body.

“Surprise me.”