chapter eleven.

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Jungkook slowly lifted up the hybrid, who sighed and pressured all of his weight onto Jungkook's chest. Jungkook held his breath, walking up the stairs and into his room, closing the door with his foot and locking it after placing the troubled hybrid onto the bed covers. Taehyung had already sprung off the mattress and made it to the cool floor.

"So, I don't know how I'm supposed to do this.." Jungkook said as he approached the hybrid, who seemed to be a little more calm. Jungkook never expected Taehyung to act this way, but he guessed it was only from the heat.

He neared the boy, picking him up, noticing how he calmed in his touch. That made him smile softly. He sat down, criss-cross, with the boy straddled in his lap. He watched as the hybrid shifted in his lap uncomfortably.

Jungkook narrowed his eyes, thinking of a way to help the struggling hybrid, sure he could go dirty and help him in ways Jungkook didn't really want to help him with, but there was one way that might cool him down. Did he want to waste his first kiss? Though.

He stared at Taehyung's lips as the boy dragged his tongue over them, why not? Jungkook thought, bringing his hands gently to the boy's cheeks. This caused Taehyung to stop squirming and look directly in Jungkook's eyes.

Jungkook slowly leaned forward and connected their lips softly. Taehyung felt a wave of cool air wash over him, relieving him from the hot, sweaty feeling. Taehyung immediately kissed him back, a soft, slow pace.

Taehyung brought his hands up to Jungkook's shoulders, gently cupping them, and deepening the kiss ever so slightly. Jungkook drew back slowly, staring at Taehyung lovingly as the two gasped for air.

Taehyung gripped onto Jungkook's shirt tightly, groaning as another rush of pain overcame his system. This caused Jungkook to yelp, quickly thinking as he let his hand drop to Taehyung's crotch, palming the very hard bulge in his underwear.

Taehyung threw his head back, a moan surpassing his lips. Sweat ran down his forehead as the grip on Jungkook's shoulders turned into his nails digging into the flesh. Jungkook did not care.

Taehyung rocked against Jungkook's hand, and Jungkook watched it all play out. He never imagined himself doing this, he pulled his hand away and pushed the hybrid onto the carpet. He landed with a thud, instantly reaching up and pulling Jungkook down on top of him. Jungkook placed his hands flat on the ground near Taehyung's ears.

Jungkook leaned down and connected their needy lips together, it was not so sweet this time, it was a rough, messy, sloppy kiss this time around. Taehyung pulled, if possible, Jungkook closer.

They kissed and kissed until Taehyung's heat ran low. As long as Jungkook stayed with Taehyung, those three hours did not seem that long. Three hours of making out, hands traveling each other's bodies. Clothes, including Taehyung's shirt, Jungkook's shirt and pants were thrown to the ground within minutes, hickies everywhere, love bites littering their skin. They were in the middle of kissing roughly when a small voice interrupted them.

"Jungkook, hurry uppp."

Jungkook groaned and climbed off of Taehyung, his lips were a swollen red, he dressed quickly and walked to the door, cracking it open just barely.

"Are you guys done, Bora is here. She wants to see- a hickey?" Myung gulped.

"What exactly did you two do?"