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Mr. Kim continued to drone on about the difference between transitional and prepositional phrases after a while. Taehyung still had his eyes glued to the front as Jungkook held his wrist firmly in his hand to keep him from torturing him any further.

Jungkook didn't know what he'd awakened when he took Taehyung's innocence, his head reeling as Taehyung's long fingers playfully rubbed against his now hardened length. "Tae, please," Jungkook pleaded quietly, forcing himself to pull Taehyung's hand away from his thigh. He wasn't complaining about how sensual and sexy Taehyung was behaving, and fighting against him didn't seem to be working either, but he couldn't permit Taehyung the satisfaction of another abrupt orgasm.

Taehyung pouted slightly as Jungkook's grasp on his wrist tightened slightly. "You do know that won't help the bruises," Taehyung teased, hoping Jungkook would release his wrist. Jungkook instantly released Taehyung's wrist, only for Taehyung to torment Jungkook once more with his fingers. Taehyung glanced over at Jungkook with a sultry and teasing lick to his lips before sinking his teeth into his plump lower lip. He slowly dragged his teeth along his lower lip, stilling his hand to ease Jungkook into thinking he was done teasing him.

Jungkook stared at Taehyung for a moment before plopping Taehyung's hand on his own leg and turning his attention back towards the teacher. Taehyung side glanced Jungkook once more before moving his hand back onto Jungkook's upper thigh, cupping Jungkook's hard-on with his fingers. "You're not going to get rid of me that easily," he whispered softly, winking at Jungkook as he rubbed his hand firmly along Jungkook's inner thigh. "This is your punishment for being so aggressive towards me. We'll talk more seriously about that after class," Taehyung added playfully, continuously massaging Jungkook's hard-on.

Jungkook was glad he was sitting down right now as Taehyung's fingertips massaged the length of his clothed cock. Jungkook placed his hands flat against the desk, gripping the ledge tightly with an indistinct groan. Taehyung turned his head in the palm of his hand slightly, cupping his cheek as he watched Jungkook's expression. "Th- then w- will you forgive me?" Jungkook asked breathlessly, trying to remain as quiet as possible.

Taehyung hummed softly with a swivel of his head, pressing his palm flatly against Jungkook's constricted erection. "We'll see," Taehyung stated, side-eyeing Jungkook once more. He placed his thumb firmly against the top of Jungkook's upper thigh and firmly began to rub against Jungkook's length. Jungkook leaned back in his chair, his back pressing firmly against the backrest as he tried to be as casual as humanly feasible.

Jungkook bit his lip as he tuned out Mr. Kim's continual lecture, his legs shaking with the impending orgasm that he could feel building up in the pit of his stomach. He glanced at Taehyung with a pleading expression, his breath ragged and low as he tried not to attract any unnecessary attention. He let out a shallow, ragged breath as he cupped Taehyung's hand in guiding him. He pressed Taehyung's hand more firmly against his hard-on, rubbing his hand at a slightly faster pace with a gentle rotation near the clothed tip.

Jungkook was too busy watching Taehyung with lust-filled eyes that neither one of them noticed that one of their female classmates was busy watching them. She watched intently as Taehyung's hand maneuvered against Jungkook's inner thigh, noticing that under Taehyung's hand was a bulge outlined against Jungkook's thigh and pants. She continued to watch them, biting the tip of her thumbnail in her enthusiasm and jealousy. Her gaze only wandering to Jungkook's expression when she wasn't focused on his clothed cock and her dirty thoughts. Never once glancing at Taehyung as she imagined herself doing that for Jungkook.

Jungkook quickly glanced away from Taehyung in desperation, his grip tightening around the edge of the table as his back arched slightly away from the chair. His eyes rolled back into his head momentarily before he threw a quick glance towards Taehyung, his lips separating with desire. At that moment, Taehyung could see how close Jungkook was to a release, his eyes narrowing in pleasure as he watched Jungkook's expression intently. Jungkook gasped loudly, although it seemed nobody had paid him any attention with a quick survey of the classroom. Jungkook gripped Taehyung's thigh hard in his own hand, his body tensing with his impending discharge. He moaned quietly, his nails sinking into Taehyung's jeans as his chest heaved with shallow breaths and his head rolled back against his shoulders for support. Taehyung licked his lips, anticipating the warm feeling of Jungkook's cum against his palm as he continued to roughly palm Jungkook through his jeans.

Taehyung didn't know why Jungkook still hadn't cum yet, his physique conveying signs that he was already in a euphoric state. Although, Taehyung hadn't felt anything release or any difference between Jungkook's pants and his hand. Taehyung leaned close to Jungkook's ear, trying to assist in his blissful euphoria. Before Taehyung could whisper a single syllable in Jungkook's ear, the harsh and shrill ring of the bell echoed above their heads. Taehyung swallowed hard and completely withdrew from Jungkook, his hand leaving Jungkook entirely unsatisfied. An aggrieved moan left Jungkook's lips as he panted with need, his cock twitching and aching for his denied release.

"T- Taehyung? Wh- why did you stop?" Jungkook inquired, glancing around as all their classmates stood to their feet. "C- Can w- we please continue this at my dorm? I- I need you," he whispered as Taehyung remained seated. Taehyung glanced up at Jungkook, mulling the words over in his mind before he nodded vaguely. Jungkook could tell that Taehyung needed a release just as desperately as he did, the elder taking several moments to compose himself before he stood. Jungkook glanced down at Taehyung's crotch, noticing that while Taehyung's pants still sported a protrusion, it wasn't nearly as noticeable as his own. Jungkook wasn't sure of how Taehyung was able to control himself right now.

Taehyung picked up his binder and sauntered over towards the door to their classroom, giving Jungkook no answer other than a sultry, come-hither look. Jungkook wasted no time standing to his feet and collecting his things as he quickly followed after Taehyung, missing Mr. Kim's snide remark about him 'enjoying his class too much'.

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Taehyung teasingly pushed Jungkook onto the bed, straddling Jungkook's lap with a sly smirk. "I know what you want," Taehyung whispered sultrily, kissing Jungkook's neck and sucking hard. He was making sure to leave a mark as he felt Jungkook's fingers tighten around his hips. Taehyung pulled back with narrowed eyes, his smile dangerous as he pushed Jungkook into the mattress. He could feel Jungkook throb beneath him, Taehyung finding it harder to control his own desire right now. He was going to keep himself collected though and resist Jungkook.

Before Jungkook could pull Taehyung closer, Taehyung sat up straight and pressed into Jungkook's clothed erection but remained perfectly still. The younger bit his lip as he watched Taehyung through lust-filled eyes, wondering if he was going to do anything while his eyes wandered down Taehyung's body. "Kookie," Taehyung addressed, finally breaking the silence as Jungkook's eyes slowly met Taehyung's fierce gaze. "You promised you were never going to hurt me like this again, right?" Taehyung asked as Jungkook nodded vaguely.

Jungkook couldn't really focus on Taehyung's words with all of the blood rushing to one area, but he was trying his best to follow Taehyung's conversation. "I- I did promise. Yes," Jungkook answered breathily, hoping this would get Taehyung to do something with him. Jungkook was wound up tight and ready to go, but Taehyung was stalling with him and he didn't know why. Taehyung nodded firmly and pressed his hands to Jungkook's chest so that he'd remain laying down. "How do you intend to keep that promise?" Taehyung asked, his voice softer as he continued to remain still.

Jungkook swallowed hard as his hands rested on Taehyung's upper thighs and he knew that this was going to take longer than he would have wanted. "I- I don't know right now, Tae. Please... Can we just--" Taehyung cut Jungkook off by pressing his index finger to Jungkook's lips, gripping Jungkook's shirt tightly in his other fist as if Jungkook would disappear if he let go. "That's not good enough," Taehyung whispered softly, still gripping Jungkook's shirt tightly. "I want a real answer before I do anything more with you," Taehyung insisted, his eyes showing no sign of relenting to Jungkook's will right now. Jungkook sighed softly as he slowly sat up and leaned back into the wall, his hands resting on Taehyung's hips while he pulled Taehyung along to cuddle up with him.

"Fair enough then," Jungkook answered, staring straight into Taehyung's intense stare. "I'll start attending my anger management classes more frequently," Jungkook answered firmly as Taehyung nodded in agreement. "And... I- I'll get clean... Just for you," Jungkook added, mumbling as he averted his eyes in embarrassment. Taehyung's eyes sparkled with tears at those words, not expecting the last statement at all and certainly not expecting Jungkook to do so for him. Taehyung knew he liked Jungkook as much as he did for a reason.

Taehyung stared with wide eyes brimming with tears before hugging Jungkook tightly. In his surprise, Jungkook froze for several seconds before wrapping his arms tightly around Taehyung's back and burying his face in Taehyung's shoulder. "You'd really do that?" Taehyung asked, releasing Jungkook from the hug and looking him directly in his eyes to see if there was any sign he might be lying.

Jungkook stared back into Taehyung's deep, tumultuous eyes boldly and nodded in determination. "If that's what it takes for you to forgive me, then yes, I will," Jungkook answered matter of fact. Taehyung smiled as he climbed out of Jungkook's lap and slid off of the bed, clasping his hands behind his back. Jungkook stared at Taehyung expectantly, wondering why he'd climbed off the bed. Weren't they supposed to continue from all that teasing Taehyung had conducted in class?

Taehyung turned his head slightly towards his shoulder, lowering his chin with sultry and smoldering eyes. "Yes, I'll forgive you if you get clean," Taehyung noted as Jungkook scooted towards the edge of the bed. "U- Um... I thought w- we were going to do more?" Jungkook asked, confused as he stared at Taehyung's hands clasped behind his slim back. At that moment, Taehyung turned fully towards Jungkook with a soft smile. "I'm cutting you off until my bruises heal and the hickey I gave you is entirely gone," Taehyung proclaimed, moving his hands to his knees. "If you can go that long without having sex with anybody," Taehyung bargained, tapping his index finger to Jungkook's nose. "Then I'll let you be as rough as you want with me. I know you've been holding back. Which is why you keep letting me ride you," Taehyung commented as Jungkook blushed furiously.

Jungkook turned his head away from Taehyung as a small chuckle escaped Taehyung's lips. "H- How did you know that?" Jungkook asked softly, completely flustered and yet, amazed by Taehyung's observational skills. Taehyung shrugged softly at Jungkook's question, smiling as Jungkook still wouldn't meet his eyes. "Well, when you apologized for scaring me, you told me before that you normally don't go easy on your partners," Taehyung recalled, remembering how terrified he was of Jungkook before asking Jimin. "So... I figured that you haven't really been being rough with me because of how frightened I was... Which is why you've been letting me choose the pace and intensity."

Jungkook finally glanced back at Taehyung to see a soft smile on his lips before sighing heavily. "I guess I've been caught then... No use in trying to deny it. So... If I remain celibate until your bruises heal, you're going to allow me to be rough with you?" Jungkook asked, his eyes wavering with determination. Taehyung smiled boldly, a rectangle forming as he nodded his head in agreement to Jungkook's question. Jungkook grumbled softly under his breath before sighing. "Fine, fine. I don't really like the idea of having to wait, but it seems fair," Jungkook stated, standing up to leave.

Jungkook took a couple of steps towards the door with Taehyung leading the way before his head reeled violently and he was thrown off balance. Before he could tumble backward or hit his head again, Taehyung dived towards Jungkook and wrapped his arms protectively around Jungkook's head. Taehyung took the blunt impact, an unusual popping sound resounding loudly behind Jungkook's head. The last thing Jungkook heard before blacking out was Taehyung's soft whimpers of pain.