**

Jeongguk woke up with Taehyung's lips on his cock.

Jeongguk tipped his head back, letting out a small mewl and fumbling his hands down to grasp Taehyung's blonde locks. Taehyung looked up at him from where he was peacefully nestled between Jeongguk's legs, sucking on his cock which was hardening slowly.

"N-nngh- a-already?" Jeongguk whimpered, and Taehyung tilted his head to suck at the side of his shaft, lick up his length. Jeongguk looked at Taehyung with a bitten lip and saw as his cock hardened with Taehyung's lips around them.

"Mmm. You just feel so good, darling," Taehyung rasped in his morning voice, kissing up his length, making Jeongguk's thighs rise up and grip the sides of Taehyung's face, tightening his head in between his thighs.

"Ah-" Jeongguk let out, bucking his hips up gently. Taehyung was plainly suckling on the top of his cock. Jeongguk whined. "Y-you woke me up for this. At least do it properly."

"Giving me orders, are we?" Taehyung said, looking up with his deep glare. Jeongguk bit his lip.

"No. Sorry Mr. Kim," Jeongguk whispered, and then saw Taehyung grin and take him fully, deepthroating him till the base of his cock and making Jeongguk gasp out.

They'd been in France for three days. They'd gone canoeing, they'd fished, they'd baked. It was like an escape from reality. From the burdens of the society they belonged to. Here it was just them. Just then and no fear, no outsiders, no pressure from their surroundings. Just them.

Jeongguk finally came down Taehyung's throat, letting out a startled squeak as he did. Taehyung took it in willfully and then dragged his lips off Jeongguk's softening cock utterly slow as if purposefully making the younger tremble. He finally pulled away and glanced up to look at Jeongguk, who looked disheveled.

"What's the plan for today?" Jeongguk croaked, head hitting the cushion.

"Don't know. Just wanted to lay in bed with you, honestly," Taehyung said, crawling up and lying down beside him.

"Well then- what-what was that for?" Jeongguk scoffed, turning to face him. "You've wasted my use! I won't be able to orgasm for another few hours," Jeongguk groaned, stuffing his head in Taehyung's neck.

"I'll make good use of you, my angel," Taehyung said, and Jeongguk looked up at him. "And who said anything about sex? Let's let loose." Taehyung whispered, and Jeongguk hummed, smiling.

"If you say so, Taehyung. But let's shower first. You've gotten me all filthy," Jeongguk tutted, rolling over to get off the bed. Taehyung sat up, watching Jeongguk walk to the washroom, a sway in his hips, his ass looking cute, probably sore from the night before.

"I've gotten you all filthy? You're the one that came in my mouth," Taehyung said, and then got off the bed as well, following Jeongguk into the washroom. "Though you taste rather sweet."

"I think it's because I eat a lot of fruit." Jeongguk hummed, and Taehyung snickered. Taehyung looked at the mirror, and Jeongguk watched as the man just looked at himself, turning his face a little to fix his hair. Taehyung took a step back, admiring himself, and then turning to look at Jeongguk.

"You think you're rather handsome, don't you?" Jeongguk said, amused. Taehyung rose his eyebrow.

"Doesn't everyone think I'm handsome?" Taehyung asked, and Jeongguk couldn't even deny it. Taehyung stripped off his shirt, and Jeongguk turned the knob on, stepping into the bathtub. Jeongguk watched as Taehyung stripped nude, and then looked at Jeongguk, who was already nude.

Minutes later. Taehyung was sitting in the bathtub, wet, smirking to himself with his arms laid across the sides of the bathtub as Jeongguk straddled his lap, smiling at the older while lathering shampoo into his hair.

"Your hair's nice," Jeongguk commented and bit his lip. "Always wanted blonde hair."

"I think you're perfect with brown," Taehyung said, head tipped back into Jeongguk's hands. Jeongguk sat on Taehyung's thigh, looking at the man in front of him with a small sigh. He could feel his heart risen at the sight.

"Come. Let me do you now." Taehyung whispered, and Jeongguk nodded. Taehyung took some shampoo into his palm and downed it onto Jeongguk's brown hair. Jeongguk giggled when Taehyung massaged his scalp, the soap around him a pretty purple.

"You like this, kitten?" Taehyung asked softly, and Jeongguk nodded, leaning forward, placing his hands onto Taehyung's broad shoulders. They lathered each other with shampoo, and Taehyung even put some on Jeongguk's nose, which made the younger giggle once more.

They quickly washed off and bathed, and then got dressed in comfortable clothes. They found themselves, sometime later, sitting in the living room while the record player sang Doris Day into the room. Taehyung held Jeongguk tightly in his arms, while the younger hummed along to the song.

"You sound like you'd sing beautifully," Taehyung said softly, and Jeongguk looked at him. "Sing for me."

Jeongguk blushed. "Stars fading but I linger on, dear," Jeongguk sang aloud softly, and leaned forward to kiss Taehyung on the lips. "Still craving your kiss,".

"I was correct. You sound beautiful. I wonder what you'd look like on a stage." Taehyung murmured, and Jeongguk blushed, leaning into him.

"Don't you wish we could stay here forever?" Jeongguk asked, looking outside and seeing the breeze dance past the flowers and make them twirl in its wonder. "Just us. No one else." Jeongguk said.

"I wish it were that easy, love," Taehyung said, squeezing him tightly.

"Do you bring other women here?" Jeongguk asked after a beat.

"No," Taehyung said, kissing Jeongguk's jaw. "Only you. Only want you here."

Jeongguk wasn't sure. Wasn't sure if Taehyung really meant all this, or just brought him here because it'd be easier than to do it all back in London. He wasn't sure about Taehyung and his intentions.

"What do you want from me, Taehyung?" Jeongguk asked, head lolling into Taehyung's shoulder. "Tell me if you just want me for sex. I'll understand." Jeongguk whispered.

Taehyung kept quiet for a bit. Jeongguk looked at him, heart filling with a tinge of uneasiness. Taehyung looked away. "I don't know."

Jeongguk hummed and then felt Taehyung wrap his arms around his waist. "Let's not... think about such things. It's lovely here." Taehyung said, rather quickly. Jeongguk nodded, not saying much. Taehyung looked at him.

"Do you see those flowers outside by the lake, my love?" Taehyung whispered, and Jeongguk looked at him. He shook his head, playing with his fingers. "It's a moonflower. Aren't they beautiful?"

"Yes. Quite." Jeongguk said softly. Taehyung leaned up to draw a thumb down his cheek. "They remind me of you, my love."

Jeongguk hid his face in Taehyung's neck. "You're pretty, soft, dainty. Like a moonflower. Your eyes are cloudless climes and starry skies," Taehyung whispered into his skin, words gentle. "You're mellow, thus gentle in the light. Beautiful." Taehyung ended, and Jeongguk's breath hitched.

He tightened his fingers on Taehyung's shirt, looking at him with his large eyes, a wild yearning for something unspeakable stirring in them. He'd never felt so attached, so in need for someone before. He kept quiet, just went back to hiding his face in Taehyung's chest.

"Are you alright?" Taehyung asked.

"Yes." Jeongguk breathed, and Taehyung tingled his fingers down the arch of his back and made the boy look up, their breaths tingling.

"I've never- never felt so enamored by a man." Taehyung spoke, a blinding honesty in his words. Jeongguk gulped.

"Me neither." Jeongguk replied, soft.

"I fear it," Taehyung said, voice smaller. "Strongly."

"I do too." Jeongguk said, looking up. He gulped. "I-it's not right."

Taehyung nodded. "It isn't. But I crave for it. For you. Every inch of you, I crave. Even when I'm with Veronica, I wish she were you. You hold your head up high, dignified, noble. I admire that. You don't adhere to me, yet you still... have a fondness in your words." Taehyung whispered, and Jeongguk blinked his long lashes.

"Taehyung," Jeongguk breathed out, and then felt Taehyung tightening his hold around him. "I'm sorry," Jeongguk whispered.

"Why are you apologizing?"

"I can't help myself." Jeongguk said, looking at him closely, heart racing. "You drive me mad. I won't be a-able to control myself a-around you. You're beautiful, you're everything I've ever wanted but- but never known I needed. I'll ruin everything. I'm sorry."

Taehyung shook his head. "Don't say that," Taehyung said, rushed, eyes softened at Jeongguk's paled face. "What's wrong?"

"I know y-you only want sex." Jeongguk said, weak. "And we're married to women. And we're men. I know that. Yet still I-I can't... can't contain myself from falling for you." Jeongguk said, closing his eyes.

Taehyung stilled. "I'm sorry." Jeongguk repeated. "But I-I can't continue with this. I'll only fall for you and so in love. You deserve someone who isn't so foolish." Jeongguk whispered, climbing off Taehyung's lap, and turning headily to walk away.

"Jeongguk." Taehyung said, voice tightened. Jeongguk rushed into the bedroom, towards the window sill. He leaned his elbows against it, looking at himself in the reflection of the glass pane. Jeongguk bit his lip. He'd ruin everything.

"Jeongguk," Taehyung said again, and Jeongguk turned to look at him. Taehyung looked upset. Jeongguk's breath hitched.

"I'm sorry, I don't want you to get-" Jeongguk began, but Taehyung rushed forward and wrapped his arms around Jeongguk's waist.

Jeongguk wrapped his arms around the man's neck, unsure, but steady. Jeongguk felt his arms tighten.

"It doesn't matter." Taehyung said in a whisper. "Que sera, sera." Taehyung continued, gentle. Jeongguk closed his eyes. "Whatever will be, will be. There's nothing we can do to change what will come." Taehyung whispered.

"You aren't mad?"

"No, darling. Never." Taehyung said softly, kissing his forehead. "Let's go for a walk. And then tonight we'll go for dinner. Does that sound nice, my love?"

"Yes. Very." Jeongguk replied, smiling. Taehyung smiled back. Both kissed for a few seconds, lips melding into each other's warmth.

*

"Reservation. For two." Taehyung said, and Jeongguk stood behind him, nervous. Taehyung was in a black shirt and trousers, looking handsome as always. Jeongguk felt less handsome than Taehyung in a simple white shirt- but thought of moonflowers, and got a blush on his cheeks.

"Ah, yes monsier. Private room, yes?" The man said, and Taehyung hummed, hands in his pockets. Jeongguk envied how domineering Taehyung's stance was, how easily he caught the attention of those around him. He was utterly handsome, after all.

The man at the front of the restaurant led the two through the dark wooden room where tables were scattered, men and women dressed wealthily, drinking champagne and exuding aristocracy. Jeongguk felt out of place, as usual, following Taehyung like a puppy.

"Private room?" Jeongguk asked to Taehyung, who nodded, giving him a sly smirk.

They reached a small room in the corner, cordoned off, sealed by a door. They entered the room, and Jeongguk gasped a little. A little white round table sat in the middle, along with two black chairs on either side. A small pot full of roses in the middle, and a chandelier on the top.

"We apologize. When you said private room, we assumed... differently." The man chuckled wearily, and Taehyung hummed.

"That's alright. We'd like to order two orders of the best steak you have, the best appetizer, and your most expensive wine. Knock before entering. And don't come back unless asked to." Taehyung said, tone calm, yet sending the waiter into a frenzy.

"Y-yes sir." He nodded quickly, hurrying away. Jeongguk giggled at him, seeing how Taehyung eased when the door closed, leaving the two alone.

"I find you rather charming when you're so commanding," Jeongguk said, and Taehyung gripped the small of his back.

"Why wouldn't you, love?" Taehyung grinned and then leaned in to place a kiss on his mouth. Jeongguk opened his mouth in invitation, gripping Taehyung's shirt and letting Taehyung roam his tongue around the crevices of Jeongguk's parted lips. Jeongguk whimpered into the older's mouth, leaving Taehyung gripping his shirt tighter.

A knock on the door broke their stance, making both pull away. The door opened, and the waiter stood on the other side, holding a menu. "Sir, would you like to glance at the other options for the wine? I think you should check-"

"What did I say?" Taehyung asked, voice deep. Jeongguk looked up at him with big eyes, glazed.

"T-the most- um- the most expensive-"

"I wouldn't like to repeat myself. Most expensive means as it entails." Taehyung said lowly. The waiter nodded meekly and walked off. Taehyung sighed and then looked at Jeongguk, who began giggling.

Jeongguk sat down on the chair, enjoying the dim lighting, how it was just the two of them, alone. "Where did you learn to be so awfully confident?" Jeongguk asked with a tilt to his head.

"Grew up with two older brothers, an army general, and a woman who commanded her way by all means. Everyone wanted their way in my house. You just had to learn how to get it. Plus, my older brothers get hilariously offended when I got girls better than they did. So I did it every time I say a girl." Taehyung snickered.

"Yes, I can see that. You've flirted with almost every woman we've come across." Jeongguk mumbled, tone slightly stingy.

Taehyung chuckled. "No, I haven't."

"Yes... you have."

"Name one instance."

"At the airport with the woman who gave us the tickets and then the flight attendant. Then with Anette. Then that woman at the pastry shop we went to yesterday. Then the woman at the-"

"I wasn't flirting with them!" Taehyung scoffed, offended. "I was merely making conversation!"

"Is that what you call making conversation? Taehyung, I'm afraid you don't know how you come across to people," Jeongguk laughed, and Taehyung looked confused.

Jeongguk sighed, and then looked away for a few seconds, and then suddenly looked back at Taehyung, eyes darker, sultry, jaw tilted up. He brought his hand up to his face to stroke his chin, and then bit his lower lip seductively.

"What are you doing?" Taehyung asked, deadpanned.

"Oh I'm sorry," Jeongguk rasped, and then leaned in a little. "I'm afraid I got lost in your eyes, darling,"

"Are you mocking me," Taehyung said, raising his eyebrow.

"I don't know. Am I?" Jeongguk asked, raising his eyebrow as well. Taehyung started laughing, putting his hand on Jeongguk's making the younger begin giggling.

"That was... frightfully accurate. I just don't realize when I'm flirting, honestly! I've just gotten so used to slipping in a compliment or two when talking to people. It's become natural. It's my tone of voice." Taehyung sighed.

There was a knock on the door again, and Taehyung told him to come in. The waiter came inside with two glasses of wine and a bottle, and the appetizers. He set them down, poured the wine, and then left.

Jeongguk laughed. "So two brothers, huh? That must've been lively."

"Oh, it was. You've met them." Taehyung said casually, stirring his wine. Jeongguk's eyes widened. "I-I have?"

"Those two men at that house party. You know- Namjoon and Seokjin. They're my older brothers. Didn't the last name sound familiar?" Taehyung cocked his head.

Jeongguk gasped, and then let out a bashful oh. "O-of course. But you called them colleagues! They were scary, too. Is everyone in your family so headstrong and calculatingly overconfident?"

"Yes," Taehyung said, and both started laughing. "What about yours?"

"Quite opposite from yours, actually. Never had a father. He died when I was a child, at war." Jeongguk said, voice steady. Taehyung frowned for a second, but Jeongguk didn't look as if he wanted to talk about. "My mother lived with her mother, and my aunt visited quite often."

"So you grew up around women?"

"Yes," Jeongguk said, looking away. "They raised me well, I suppose. I owe a lot to them. I'm not upset at my mother for forcing me to marry Rosie. My mother, my aunt, granny- they love Rosie! She'd everything one wants for their son."

"My mother despises Veronica. Called her a skank once. I laughed when she did. Both women got quite mad at me." Taehyung said as if confused as to why they did.

"My mother always wanted me to be the man of the house. Even at an early age. She'd make me do a lot of the work. She wouldn't console me when I cried, told me to be a proper man. She'd force me into sports and other such things." Jeongguk mumbled, chewing on the inside of his cheek.

"I'm sorry," Taehyung said softly, putting his hand on Jeongguk's. "I sometimes feel like I've never been the man of the house. I wish I was, at times." Taehyung mumbled off-handedly.

The food finally arrived. Both ate, growing needier for one another as time passed. Foot taps and gentle feathery finger touches turned to Taehyung tightly holding his hand while both drank down glass after glass of wine. Jeongguk didn't even realize he'd scooted his chair so close to Taehyung until dessert arrived, and Jeongguk was on Taehyung's lap.

"My love," Taehyung said, hands touching Jeongguk's small waist. Jeongguk smiled down at him, cupping his jaw. Jeongguk kissed him gently, opening his mouth wide for him to enter once more. Taehyung hummed and fucked his tongue into the boy's gaping lips, making the younger preen and flush.

Jeongguk felt Taehyung sucking on his bottom lip, and Jeongguk pressed their foreheads together- feeling Taehyung's hands securely on his ass. Jeongguk hummed into Taehyung's mouth, whimpering.

"Jeongguk we shouldn't. Not out here." Taehyung said gently, and Jeongguk whined in disappointment but nodded, knowing it wasn't right. Jeongguk got off Taehyung's lap, trotting off to his seat and sitting down.

Jeongguk's seat was still close to Taehyung's when the waiter walked in. He didn't notice Taehyung's large hand on Jeongguk's thigh, how it moved up while he carelessly took the money out of his wallet and placed it onto the table. The waiter thanked them, and then Taehyung and Jeongguk got up to walk out of the restaurant.

"Excuse me, sir." The manager of the restaurant said, walking up to him, eyes low. "I think you forgot to pay the proper price."

"Did I?" Taehyung snickered. Jeongguk looked confused. "Go ahead, Jeongguk. I'll be out in a second." Taehyung said, and Jeongguk nodded with a smile, wanting to go outside to the fresh air anyway.

Taehyung sighed and took his wallet out. "What did I-"

"I'd like you to know," The manager said, voice low. "That these sort of revolting acts are not permitted to take place in our restaurant," The manager said, and Taehyung tensed.

He kept quiet, looking at him slowly. The manager looked angered. "The usage of a private room is not to execute such horrendous desires, Mr. Kim."

Taehyung wasn't sure how he knew. How he found out. Except, of course, perhaps the door had creaked open lightly when the two were making out heavily. They must've not noticed. How could he have not realized? Taehyung took his wallet out, not speaking snarkily or making an overconfident comment for once.

"How much?" Taehyung said dryly.

"We don't want money-"

"If you wanted to call the police, you would've done so already," Taehyung growled lowly, looking at the man with darkened eyes. "Tell me how much to pay you, and make it quick," Taehyung snapped.

The man said the number. It was awfully high, idiotically. Taehyung took it out of his wallet and handed it to the man, and then walked out, heavy feeling in his stomach.

Taehyung saw Jeongguk on the walkway, smiling to himself, looking up at the moon. Jeongguk caught sight of Taehyung and smiled wider. "Hi. What happened?"

"Nothing," Taehyung said, taking a cigarette out of his packet and a lighter, lighting it and keeping it hung loosely in his mouth. Jeongguk called for a taxi, and they both got in, and Jeongguk told the man the address.

The car began driving, and Taehyung rolled down the windows, letting the smoke out. Jeongguk sat close to him. Jeongguk looked at him peculiarly, seeing how handsome he looked with the moonshine glowing on his tan skin. Jeongguk put his hand on Taehyung's, lacing their fingers together.

Taehyung pulled his hand away rather fast, and then looked at Jeongguk. "Not outside," Taehyung said sharply, and Jeongguk stilled and nodded, scooting away.

Both reached the house, and Taehyung walked out of the car quickly. Jeongguk was confused and paid the driver from his own wallet. Jeongguk scurried out and followed Taehyung back inside.

"Taehyung what's wrong?"

Taehyung turned around, holding his cigarette low. "It's no use," Taehyung said, gruffly. Jeongguk looked confused, eyes big.

"It's no use falling for me. It won't go anywhere, Jeongguk." Taehyung said, low. Jeongguk felt a hitch in his stomach and furrowed his eyebrows. "It's only going to hurt you."

"Where- where is this coming from?" Jeongguk asked, hands bunching up.

"What are we doing?" Taehyung chuckled weakly, dropping the cigarette to the ground, watching it still lit, glowing. "There's no fucking point to any of this, Jeongguk. To us. We're men. The- the consequences of it all, it'll hurt us more than you can imagine-"

"I don't care!" Jeongguk said, reaching forward and stepping onto the cigarette, crushing it into ashes. Jeongguk put his hands to Taehyung's shirt. "I know we're men. And I know of the consequences. I just- I don't care anymore."

"Baby, you should. We need to. I can't pretend like this isn't wrong anymore." Taehyung said softly, closing his eyes. Jeongguk leaned forward, pressing his forehead up to Taehyung's.

"It is wrong. We're wrong. W-we'll burn in hell," Jeongguk said, voice wavering. Taehyung opened his eyes. "But I'll burn in hell for an eternity if it means I can be with you."

Taehyung snickered out. "You don't mean that, Jeongguk. It's just infatuation. It'll pass, but it'll do you harm. We should put it to its grave now before it haunts us. Please, Jeongguk- I only want this for our own good-" Taehyung said softly, kissing his ear gently, holding him in his hands.

"I-I don't want to say goodbye. I know you don't either. I just- I like you so much, Taehyung. I want to be around you constantly. I feel less vacant around you as if you're something that's been absent my whole life," Jeongguk said weakly, arms wrapped around his neck. "You- I need you. So badly."

Taehyung closed his eyes. "I don't want to say goodbye either. I-" Taehyung chuckled, dropping his head to Jeongguk's shoulder. "Damnit. I think you've gotten me too, Jeongguk."

Jeongguk looked up at him, head tilted. Taehyung smiled. "I think I've fallen for you too. Quite gravely."

Jeongguk giggled out, cheeks turning red. "Y-you mean that? You aren't just saying it to-"

"Shush," Taehyung said, feeling a lot lighter, reaching down to kiss his small lips. "You're the best one I've ever had. I think there's a reason why."

Jeongguk pressed their lips together, and Taehyung reached down and lifted the boy up, kissing up at him. Taehyung carried him to the bedroom, where they stumbled onto the bed and fell atop it, lips still pressed together. Jeongguk clawed at Taehyung's clothes, whining into Taehyung's mouth.

Both undressed, naked in the moonlight. Taehyung hovered on top of him, pressing chaste kisses down his neck. He opened him up slowly, stirring the younger until he went from a whining mouthful to a whimpering squirming mess, begging with Taehyung's fingers inside of him.

It was beautiful for Taehyung, to break him down like this. To see his eyes grow large, dazzling, mouth agape, lips pink and wet. How he'd grab onto any part of Taehyung, dig his nails in and squeak out incoherent words. How he'd let out his loud, vocal cries at how Taehyung would press his cock in.

It was beautiful to break him down into a teary, fucked out, squirming mess who bit his lip too hard and whimpered too beautifully.

But it was more beautiful to bring him back up. To thrust into him slowly, as if pumping into him just to watch the stuttering mewl that'd leave his lips with every slam. To finally reach his prostate and watch tears reach to his eyes, how he'd begin trembling, reaching small hands up to clutch Taehyung's jaw.

How he's hastily press their lips together, and Taehyung would continue, continue stirring his beautiful boy like this. Until Jeongguk was cumming, arching his back and grasping onto the mattress. And then how he'd melt onto Taehyung's arms, fallen down onto the plush ed, chest heaving, moonlight glowing on him.

How he'd let Taehyung encircle his waist with his arms and fuck into him slowly but rough, making sure he was bubbling from oversensitivity. Then he'd cum as well, and the younger would kiss him through it. And then how he'd giggle at Taehyung and kiss him, falling onto his side.

Jeongguk lay against his chest. "Goodnight." He whispered, bodies tangled.

"Goodnight, my love," Taehyung whispered back, kissing his forehead and looked at Jeongguk for a few seconds.

He really was his best, his perfect, most beautiful darling. Taehyung wondered why he'd ever slept with anyone else. Wishes he'd found the boy sooner.

**