Sorry about the long wait! I've had some personal problems irl so I haven't had time to write.

This was requested by Unknown_taekooker, I hope you like it.

Taehyung feels sick at school, but luckily Dr Jeon is always there to help.

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“Jeongguk, I don’t wanna go to school.” Taehyung complains as he kicks the blanket in frustration. He was supposed to have gotten out of bed 20 minutes ago, but had dutifully turned off his alarm and gone back to sleep, hoping to ignore all of his responsibilities. The only reason he’s awake now is because Jeongguk had woken him up and told him to get ready.

“I have a headache.” Taehyung declares suddenly.

“No, you don’t.” Jeongguk dismisses. He's standing at the foot of their bed, taking off a blue shirt from the hanger.

“A fever?” Taehyung tries again. Jeongguk sighs and walks back to the bed, leaning over and touching Taehyung’s forehead with the back of his hand.

“Nice try.” He says, unamused.

“Gukkie I want to stay at home, for fucks sake.” Taehyung groans. “Write me a note so I can stay in bed. What good is it dating a doctor if you’re not gonna write me sick notes and diagnose me with terminal sexiness?” Taehyung groans as he flops dramatically back onto the bed.

“Tae, it’s only Wednesday. You can make it through the rest of the week.” Jeongguk reassures. “You’re perfectly healthy, so I'm not writing you a note.”

“I have cock-withdrawal symptoms!”

“That’s not a real thing.”

“I...I’ve gone blind?” Taehyung feebly tries again.

Jeongguk sighs and his shoulders sag in defeat as he reaches for a dark purple tie to go with his shirt.

“Hey, that’s mine!” Taehyung complains.

“I thought you’d gone blind?” Jeongguk says dryly, but the corner of his lip quirks up in a smile.

“Fuck you.” Taehyung sighs in defeat. He heaves his tired bones up and gets off the bed, walking over to stand next to Jeongguk at the wardrobe. He picks up a dark green dress shirt and stares at it emotionlessly. “Do I even really need a degree?” He sighs.

“How else will you pay off your student loans?” Jeongguk points out.

“Well,” Taehyung snorts, “I don’t know if you know, but I am in fact dating a doctor and I hear they earn crazy money. Perhaps my rich fancy slut boyfriend can pay off m-”

“Your what!?” Jeongguk splutters.

“You’re my slut.” Taehyung grins nonchalantly and Jeongguk quips an eyebrow up in response.

“Need I remind you of that time you cried because I wouldn’t let you give me a blowjob?”

“S-So?” Taehyung stutters in response,

“Th-That was ages ago; I'm a changed man now. I know my worth and know much better than to fret over such insignificant matters.”

“Baby, that was yesterday."

“Fuck you, Jeongguk. In fact, you’ve offended me so much that I can’t possibly go to school today.” Taehyung huffs in offence, putting his shirt back in the wardrobe and trying to head back to bed. Jeongguk grabs him by the waist and stops him from going anywhere.

“Nice try, TaeTae.” He says, “But you’re going. I'm not a certified doctor yet, so, as much as I'd love to, I can’t shower you with money and pay off your debts. In the meantime, you have to go to school and earn your degree.”

“I hate that you’re right.” Taehyung scowls. “I need a good luck charm for today, because there’s no way I'll make it through alive.” He scans the room but finds nothing desirable...except-

“Give me your cock.” Taehyung demands.

“What?”

“Fuck me or let me suck you off.” Taehyung clarifies. “It’ll be my good luck charm!”

“Taehyung, oral sex is not a good luck charm.”

“It can be.”

“What about a bracelet or something a bit more practical? You won’t exactly be able to access my dick whenever you need good luck.” Jeongguk says.

“We’ll see about that.” Taehyung shrugs, “Now hurry up and get your dick out so I still have time to pack myself a lunch.”

“This is fucking ridiculous.” Jeongguk complains, but he’s pulling down his trousers anyway and brushing Taehyung’s fringe out of his eyes as he kneels down. “Why do I let you do this sort of thing?”

“Because you love me.” Taehyung smiles as he palms Jeongguk’s length through his boxers, mouthing at it wetly.

“Probably more than I should.” Jeongguk groans as Taehyung licks him through his boxers.

He's not fully erect yet, but Taehyung’s hot licks and sucks have him hardening in his pants very quickly. Taehyung puts his hand down Jeongguk’s pants and begins to stroke him leisurely.

“If I do a good job, will you let me stay at home?” Taehyung bargains as he rubs his free hand over Jeongguk’s abs through his shirt.

“No - I might make you pancakes though.” Jeongguk offers instead.

“Good enough.” Tae shrugs as he pulls Jeongguk’s boxers down and frees his length. He begins to lick at Jeongguk’s dick, tongue flat and wide as he drags it up and down as though it were some erotic kind of sweet. Wrapping his lips around the tip, he gives it a few gentle sucks, fondling Jeongguk’s balls lightly in his other hand.

“I-I’m not a fucking i-icelolly.” Jeongguk  jokes as his hips twitch.

“Either way, you taste good.” Taehyung remarks casually as he sucks off the precum drooling down the side of Jeongguk’s dick.

“Fuck.” Jeongguk groans breathlessly.

Taehyung’s not really sucking, more of just licking passively and the sensation is so unique that Jeongguk feels like he’s actually somewhat losing his mind. It's too much but mind-blowingly minimalistic and not enough at the same time and Jeongguk feels his legs shaking with effort to keep him standing straight. The hand that’s on Taehyung’s head grasps his hair desperately and Taehyung just laughs and keeps licking.

“It’s fun to watch you like this.” Taehyung remarks.

“Sh-Shut up and suck my cock.” Jeongguk groans and Taehyung barks out a laugh before he decides to have mercy and suck Jeongguk off for real.

Still on his knees, Taehyung adjusts their angle slightly, shuffling over and pushing forwards until Jeongguk’s buried completely in his throat, tummy almost touching Taehyung’s nose. He trembles slightly, overwhelmed by the heavenly sensation of Taehyung wrapped around him, head falling backwards to rest against the wardrobe door.

Jeongguk uses his grip on Taehyung’s hair to pull himself out of this throat slowly, pushing himself in back and forth and feeling the way his boyfriend’s throat constricts around him subconsciously. God, it’s so good.

He pushes himself in further and groans when Taehyung moans around him, pulling himself out so he has a chance to breathe for a second. Taehyung pushes forwards again, back in control and back to his devilish gentle licking, and he brings one hand up to massage Jeongguk’s balls. The other hand, he uses to run along his own neck, feeling Jeongguk twitch inside at the sensation as he rubs the bulge through his own throat.

He licks and sucks the way he knows Jeongguk likes and repeats all this until Jeongguk grunts lowly above him, hips twitching forwards as Taehyung feels a splash of hot semen spurt straight onto his tongue.

“Good boy.”

Thick, warm come slides down his throat which he swallows, staring up at Jeongguk with mischievous eyes. He grins happily and looks up at Guk with this giddy, satisfied smile. Through half-opened eyes, Jeongguk peers down at him slowly, using the hands in Tae’s hair to pull him upright and kiss him hard and deep.

“God, the things I let you get away with.” Jeongguk sighs.

“Oh baby,” Taehyung grins, “You ain’t seen nothin yet.”

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Taehyung is sitting in the back of his philosophy lecture trying to not combust out of boredom. Usually, he pays attention in this class; the teacher is nice and the work is interesting, but for some reason, he just can’t bring himself to care today. Everything the lecturer is saying is going in one ear and out the other.

He can’t seem to think of anything other than the taste of Jeongguk’s cum in his mouth this morning, the way it dripped from his slit, or the way he groaned and grunted as Taehyung had licked it all up, called him a good boy as he fucked his throat. He can still feel his boyfriend’s hands on his head, reminiscent of the domineering way he’d held Taehyung’s head in his hands and used it the way he liked. The way he’d looked in his smart shirt, buttons undone at the bottom so Taehyung could run his fingers along his muscles. How they tensed the closer to the edge he got; the way they flexed as he fucked his hips forward lewdly. Fuck, Taehyung wanted to lick them so bad it was crazy.

He’s half hard under the table.

Taehyung knows he ought to be paying attention – this is university for fucks sake. But he can’t stop thinking about the way Jeongguk had moaned his name as he came; the way he’d kissed Taehyung so passionately like he was trying to taste his own cock from his mouth.

God.

Taehyung grips the desk with both hands, biting his bottom lip between his teeth. Next to him, Jimin looks over with mild concern.

“You okay?” He whispers.

Taehyung squeaks out a sound of confirmation, because he doesn’t trust himself to speak.

The lecturer instructs everyone to turn to page 67, and Taehyung distracts himself by turning each individual page in his textbook to get to it. Just his luck, there’s a huge fucking cum stain on page 68, and he scrambles to place his arms over it to hide it.

“You sure you’re feeling alright? You're acting really off.” Jimin asks again.

Taehyung smiles with tight lips and puts his head down. Immediately, memories of his recent failed late night revision session with Jeongguk began crowding his brain – Jeongguk spanking him for every question he got wrong, and jacking his cock for each one he got right. He'd exploded all over his textbook and fucking forgot about it and here he was in the middle of the lecture hall with the evidence splattered all over a double-page spread, and yet somehow, Taehyung finds himself holding back a moan.

They turn to the next page, graciously, and Taehyung tries to use this as opportunity to clear his head. He's not supposed to be thinking about the time he listened to Jeongguk’s heartbeat through a stethoscope as he sucked him off, or the time where Jeongguk had sounded him with a thermometer, and for his own sake, he knows he shouldn’t be thinking about the time Jeongguk fucked him so hard in just his lab coat, that he’d peed all over the little examination bed in the office.

Taehyung is shaking now – there's no way in hell he’s not. He's sweating a little and he knows his pupils are blown wide in that obvious kind of way that Jeongguk always teases him for. He's so fucking hard now he doesn’t even know what to do with himself. His hands are clenched into fists upon the table, lest he reach down and fucking get himself off right then and there. It's futile though, because he knows he’s fully capable of coming like this anyway, just from the gentle stimulation of his cock pressed against the fabric of his boxers and jeans. He just hopes that-

“Tae, if you’re gonna be sick, then just ask to leave.” Jimin suggests gently. “You look like you’re about to explode.”

If only you knew Taehyung thought ironically to himself. “I’m fine, I swear. I'll just make it through the end of the lecture and go home. All I have to do is sit here and wait. Shouldn't be too hard.” Then, by some demonic twist of fate, the lecturer announces that there will be a small test.

Taehyung freezes.

He knows if he takes this test, there’s no way he’d even get half marks, and frankly, he really doesn’t want the impending shit show to ruin his record. Thankfully, Jimin, the stubborn bastard, seems to already be taking matters into his own hands.

“Excuse me, but Taehyung doesn’t seem to be feeling too well, so I'm going to take him down to the Doctor’s office.” Jimin states with a friendly smile, and the lecturer gives a half-arsed shrug in response. She hands Jimin his paper and tells him to hurry up, before walking over to hand out the others. Jimin grabs Taehyung’s stuff and shoves it into his backpack, before dragging him out of the classroom forcefully.

Taehyung hopes nobody notices his hard-on, but there’s no way he’ll ever know for sure. Jimin drops him off outside the office, and makes Taehyung promise to call him later on. Tentatively, Taehyung knocks on the door.

“Come in.” The doctor responds, and Taehyung pushes the door open slowly, shutting it carefully behind him.

“Taehyung?” Jeongguk says in confusion as he looks up briefly from the papers on his desk, “What are you doing here, taetae?”

“I-I”

“You’re not pretending to be sick so you can skip class, are you?” Jeongguk chastises, not looking up from his papers. He's only mildly paying attention to Taehyung, and his tone is kind of dismissive.

“I-I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” Taehyung mutters as he drops his backpack. “I literally could not focus.”

“Headache?”

“Uh...something like that.”

“There’s some ibuprofen in the bottom left drawer.” Jeongguk says absentmindedly, waving a hand in the general direction. “Do you need to head back to class?”

Taehyung shakes his head and remembers Jeongguk can’t see him.

“No - I was excused out of the lecture.”

“Causing trouble?” Jeongguk jibes playfully. “Or was the content too hard.”

“I was too hard for the content.” Taehyung mutters.

“Huh? What does that even mean?” Jeongguk laughs softly. “You’re silly.”

“I-I’m serious. I got to class and had a boner basically the minute I fucking sat down. Thought I was going to cum in my fucking pants."  Taehyung confesses. He’s still sat on the medical table, fiddling with the strings of his hoodie in embarrassment – he hopes Jeongguk doesn’t think too little of him after this.

Jeongguk stops writing and looks up at his boyfriend.

“Are you in heat? Read one too many Omegaverse stories and get too carried away?”

“Jeongguk, don’t make fun of me!” Taehyung huffs in annoyance, but a smile tugs at the corners of his lips. “Be serious.”

“Fine.” Jeongguk smiles, and he rolls forward on his wheely chair until he’s face to face with Taehyung. “What seems to be the problem?”

“Do we seriously have t-”

“Yes.”

Taehyung pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs.

“I-I’m horny. Like – real fucking horny. I can’t think straight at all. All I want is to get fucked.”

Jeongguk’s eyebrow quirks up, but he remains professional.

“And,” he begins, “What are your symptoms. What kind of thoughts and feelings are you having?”

“I keep thinking about you.” Taehyung says hesitantly.

“Go on.”

“A-And me. Thought about this morning when you fucked my throat. About how you looked, how you sounded, how you tasted. And I thought about you jerking me off till I cried.” Taehyung admits shamefully, breathing deeply and slowly. Jeongguk’s standing upright now, and he’s lifting Taehyung’s arms up above his head.

“I’m just examining you, keep going.” Jeongguk reassures. He tugs at the bottom of Taehyung’s shirt, and Taehyung gives him a nod as permission to remove it.

“I-I thought about that time when you fucked me so hard I couldn’t sit straight in the lecture hall, o-or the time where you let me fuck you.” Taehyung shivers and closes his eyes as Jeongguk’s thumbs press against his nipples and rub them slowly. “Y-You said I'd been a g-good boy and told me it was my reward, a-and I thought about how nice it felt inside you. How you let me cum inside a-and how you sucked me off after. I-I want to fuck you again sometime.” Taehyung moans quietly.

Jeongguk, though unresponsive, is clearly paying attention, biting and licking at Taehyung’s neck as he plays with his nipples.

“Take your trousers off.” Jeongguk instructs, and Taehyung scrambles to obey the order. Jeongguk presses his hand against the weight of Taehyung’s length through his boxers, and Taehyung moans out quietly under his breath. “Any other symptoms?”

Taehyung shrugs.

“I nearly came in my pants at the thought of you coming in to fuck me.”

“Oh?” Jeongguk says teasingly. He's got his hand down Taehyung’s boxers and his stroking him slowly, pushing him down each time his hips twitch upwards.

“I’m so empty, Guk. Just sat there the whole time, thinking about how you’d stuff me full with your huge fucking cock and creampie me so –ngh much I'd leak everywhere. I want you to fuck me in your stupid lab coat til I explode all over the table.” Taehyung wraps an arm around Jeongguk’s neck and pulls him close, locking eyes and panting into his mouth breathlessly as Jeongguk rubs his cock head tantalisingly slow – just the way he likes it.

“So, what do you say, Doc? Can you fix me?”

“Oh baby, you’ve come to the right place.” Jeongguk groans deeply, leaning forwards to capture Taehyung’s lips with his own. Their mouths slip against each other's immediately, Taehyung not even putting up a fight as Jeongguk pushes his tongue inside his mouth. They kiss frantically, desperately trying to taste more of each other as they kiss intensely. Jeongguk’s hand is still stroking Taehyung in his boxers, and Taehyung shudders as he begins to cum into Jeongguk’s hand and his boxers. He pushes his hips forward for more friction as he rides through it, and Jeongguk looks at him in surprise.

“Well that was unexpected.” Jeongguk says, dragging his tongue through some of the mess on his hands.

“Keep going. Fuck, I feel like I could cum another 50 fucking times.” Taehyung says breathily, tugging his hand out of his boxers and pulling them down so he’s bare on the table, legs spread obscenely for Jeongguk. His cock feels hot and heavy between his legs, straining as blood rushes to it, a furious heat rising up in his groin that just gets more and more persistent. There's a constant urge to grind his hips down, to work his heavy erection against the firm surface of Jeongguk’s thigh, and shamelessly, he gives in.

“Take your trousers off.” He whines, and Jeongguk complies, stepping back and undoing his belt. “Why’d you wear a belt? That's so much fucking work.” Taehyung complains.

“Um, maybe because I’m at work?” Jeongguk rolls his eyes, “Don’t get testy with me otherwise I'll send you back to the lecture.” He warns. He takes off his trousers and pants, to leave himself naked from the waist down, and Taehyung, finally happy to see the one thing he’s waited for all day, gives a grateful smile to Jeongguk, pressing their lips together and kissing him obscenely.

Tae wraps his hand around Guk’s cock and pumps, rubbing his thumb beneath the pink head, loving the way Jeongguk’s hips buck automatically into his hand. Stroking to the base, Taehyung uses his other hand to squeeze Jeongguk’s balls and admire them. He strokes back up and watches as a bead of precome forms at the slit, and he smears it on his finger and puts it in his mouth without even thinking.

“Fuck.” Jeongguk groans deeply.

“I want it so hard Jeongguk, please.” Tae begs.

Jeongguk takes out a bottle of lube from a cabinet beside them and pops it open, smearing some into his hands. He pushes his first finger knuckle deep into Taehyung without warning, and Taehyung  throws his head back and yelps in surprise.

“At least warn me first, bastard.” He says, and Jeongguk smiles cheekily at him. Jeongguk has long fingers, nice and bumpy in the right places, and Tae likes how the tips feel digging possessively into the swell of his arse, likes how the knuckles catch going in and out of his tight rim. That one finger shoves deep, curls, stroking against his inner walls and rubbing, drawing out barely-stifled noises from Taehyung's swollen lips.

“Careful, angel, someone’s going to hear you.” Jeongguk smirks as he takes Taehyung’s cock into his hands and begins to jerk him slowly again. It continues like this for each finer Jeongguk adds in, Taehyung cumming when the second finger was added. Jeongguk’s surprised, but not disappointed in Taehyung’s random increased libido and the fact that his erection doesn’t seem to be dying down, even after two orgasms now.

“Hurry up and get in me right now.” Taehyung demands breathlessly as Jeongguk pushes three fingers in and out of him meticulously. “You act like it’s a fucking prostate exam.” He whines.

Jeongguk pulls out his fingers and laughs, pausing mid reach for a condom in the third drawer down.

“How long ago were you tested?”

“Jeongguk for fuck’s sake-”

“Okay okay.” Jeongguk says, ditching the condom and pulling Taehung closer to him on the table, so that his legs are off the bed and in Jeongguk’s strong grip. Jeongguk’s hips push forward a little, and the head of his cock pushes into Tae’s stretched asshole before pulling out again.

Taehyung whines.

“Did you take your hay fever tablets this morning?” Jeongguk asks absentmindedly.

“Yes.” Taehyung hisses, “Why the fuck does that matter?”

“What colour is the box?”

“Blue.” Taehyung groans in annoyance, “Blue it’s fucking blue. Jeongguk please just fucking-”

Jeongguk rolls his eyes, his fingers digging into Tae’s hips, jerking him up and slowly pushing in. Inherently, it’s rough, but not as brutal as Taehyung wants it to be.

"God, Gukkie just-”

“My word, you’re so fucking noisy.” Jeongguk says as he slides the rest of the way forward, sinking his cock into Tae’s tight heat. He pulls out, almost to the tip and slides back in again slowly, letting Taehyung feel the whole length.

“Baby-” Taehyung exhales, his voice breaking and his hips wiggling needily.

“Stay still,” Jeongguk chastises as he begins to pick up the pace, hand gripping Taehyung’s hips and thighs. Taehyung whines and moans, digging his hands into the medical bed beneath him as he lets himself get brutally taken apart and fucking used.

“How many did you take?”

“Huh?”

“Your tablets. How many did you take?”

“Ah- just o-one? Fuck, who cares, Guk.” he cries out, “Please don’t stop.”

“Agh, fuck yeah.” The fast pace is hard to maintain in such an awkward position so Guk switches to pushing Taehyung backward a bit so he’s leaning on his elbows, and angling his hips so the tip of his cock shoves against his prostate with practically every thrust. He pulls out and pushes back in, working that same gland over and over and revelling in the choked-up moans that tumble from Taehyung’s lips, body shaking and twitching in pleasure. His muscles tremble, and he rolls his hips down desperately on Jeongguk’s cock, breath coming harsher and harsher, burning the back of his throat with each hot exhale.

“What shape was it?”

“Jeongg-”

“Answer me or I'll stop.” Jeongguk says dominantly.

Taehyung throws his head back and wails.

“I-I don’t know? Rhombus?”

“Are they usually that shape?”

“Usually it’s circular.”

“And so-”

“W-Why are you fucking ex-examining me wh-when we’re f-” Taehyung cuts himself off with a moan as Jeongguk takes a hold of his cock and jerks him slowly, rubbing underneath his pink head and smearing his precome all over.

“Gukkie.” He wails.

“Yeah? Gonna come, baby?” Jeongguk snarls ferociously. The way he slams into Taehyung, boarders on violent. Taehung nods frantically, panting and sobbing, opening his legs his legs wider to allow Jeongguk to fuck him more brutally. Jeongguk lays his weight almost flat on top of Taehyung, leaning so that they’re chest to chest, and shoves in so deep that Taehyung’s body tenses all over. He bites along Jeongguk’s jawline and sucks at his neck as he rocks closer and closer to the edge.

A loud sound somewhere between a groan and a whine escapes from his mouth, and before he even really registers it, Taehyung’s coming, violent tremors rocking through his body and making him momentarily black out.

“That’s right love, fuck.” Jeongguk’s strong hands hold his hips down as he fucks Tae through his orgasm. Tae moans, his cock twitching, his balls pulling tight as hot come spurts out in thick ropes between his and Guk’s stomachs. It lands in the space just below Jeongguk’s nipples, dripping down over the dips of his abs, and the weaker spurts end up all over Taehyung’s own lower belly.

His hips uncontrollably buck through it all but Guk keeps him from moving too much,snarling as he holds him against the table and fucks him deep. Jeongguk growls into Taehyung’s ear and his teeth sink into Taehyung’s shoulder as he comes, mashing his cock deeply into the heat of Taehyung’s arse. Taehyung feels the pulse of Jeongguk’s cock inside him, how it throbs and shoots cum right into him, filling him up like Taehyung desired.

He pulls out slowly and Taehyung winces as his arsehole gapes.

“You need to stop examining me while we fuck.” Tae complains, “It’s distracting.”

“Don’t pretend you’re not into it.” Jeongguk shrugs, and Taehyung actually has no rebuttal for once. “Besides, I figured out what’s wrong with you.”

“Really?” Taehyung asks as he picks up his boxers and begins to put them back on.

“Yeah. I think you took a Viagra instead of your hay fever tablet.” Jeongguk laughs in disbelief.

“I WHAT?”

“Well, they’re both blue, and Viagra’s the only pill in the house that comes in a rhombus shape.”Jeongguk explains. "It would explain your increased libido and your persistent erection."

“What the fuck.” Taehyung groans, hiding his face in his hands in embarrassment as Jeongguk continues to laugh at him. "Why do we even have Viagra in the house?"

"I'm a Doctor, babe. We have everything in the house."

Taehyung groans and flops backwards.

“You’re adorable, TaeTae.”

“Fuck off.”

“It’ll wear off in an hour or so, don’t worry baby.” Jeongguk grins as he presses a kiss to the side of Taehyung’s head.

“What do I do? I can’t go back to class like this!” Taehyung complains, staring down at his erection in his boxers.

“Well,” Jeongguk smiles teasingly, “I guess I could write you a note.

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