¤ I Could Be the One - Noonie Bao Acoustic
Avicii, Nicky Romero ↲

Do you think about me when you're all alone?
The things we used to do, we used to be
I could be the one to make you feel that way
I could be the one to set you free

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"I don't want to go home just yet," Jungkook revealed, looking over at Taehyung with big eyes.

And Taehyung couldn't deny him. He didn't want to say goodbye anyway. "Want to give me directions to the lake?"

A short while later, they were parked by the moonlit water. It was quiet save for a rustling breeze and tree frogs, creating a peaceful ambience that soothed Taehyung's soul. He wished he could live in a place just like this permanently.

"I really liked your friends," the younger commented idly, eyes still on the lake. "They're cool guys."

Taehyung smiled at him, recalling how well their group got along. "They liked you, too. You'll be expected at all poetry readings from now on, you know."

Jungkook twisted his body to face him directly, the side of his head leaning on the seat. "That's if a certain someone invites me to them, of course."

"I'm sure Yoongi will invite you," the elder teased with a wink, earning a scowl from Jungkook.

"Oh, so Mr. Demanding has jokes now?"

A laugh bubbled up from Taehyung's chest as he assumed the same seating position as the younger. "What can I say, you just bring it out in me, Kook."

They were still looking at each other, but something unspoken shifted in the air. There was an invisible tug pulling at Taehyung's chest and if he didn't move soon, his insides would be ripped out of him. So to preserve his sanity, Taehyung let himself be drawn to Jungkook.

The space between their mouths was dwindling . . . dwindling . . . and then it was gone. They met in a mutual kiss, leaning over the center console to get better access to each other's mouths.

Jungkook's hands cradled Taehyung's head, knotting in long and silken hair. The elder was holding onto his biceps, nails digging into the muscle appreciatively.

The feel of Jungkook under his hands was intoxicating, and Taehyung kissed the younger with hot, lingering brushes of his lips. They were in perfect harmony, their movements creating a sensual dance. Taehyung bit at Jungkook's lower lip eagerly, capturing it between his teeth and pulling. He felt like he couldn't get enough of the younger.

A deep groan vibrated against his mouth. "Tae."

The sound of his name being rasped out ignited a low burn in his stomach. His muscles clenched as he maneuvered his mouth over Jungkook's, running his tongue along the younger's lips. Jungkook obliged his silent request, parting his lips and letting Taehyung dip his tongue inside.

This time, a gentle moan rumbled in Taehyung's chest and he suddenly wasn't close enough. He clung to Jungkook's arms tighter as their tongues clashed, but he needed more. Ripping his mouth away, he clumsily climbed over the center console and into the younger's lap, knees on either side of Jungkook's hips.

Jungkook's lust filled eyes rose up to meet Taehyung's, a clear question in them. "Is this okay?"

Taehyung chuckled at the question, pushing his hair out of his face. "I'm the one who climbed on top of you. I think I should be asking if you're okay."

"Fuck, yeah, I'm okay with this," the younger responded breathlessly. His hands settled on Taehyung's hips. "Just tell me . . . what am I allowed to touch?"

"My hips are okay," the elder started, amazed at the thoughtfulness and compassion of the boy. "And my arms . . . and anything shoulders up."

Jungkook nodded his head in understanding. "I'll follow anything you tell me, Tae."

Taehyung thought his heart was going to burst as he looked down at the younger. "What am I allowed to touch?"

"Anything."

So Taehyung gave into his curiosity and his need to explore Jungkook. His fingers flicked down to the side of the passenger seat, feeling around for the automated buttons. Once he found them, he moved the seat all the way back and reclined it so it laid down flat.

"Oh, steamy," Jungkook joked, his voice low and rough, as he stretched out his legs.

Their position was much more intimate now, with Jungkook essentially laying down and Taehyung kneeling on top of him. The younger, who had dark eyes and puffy lips, looked beautiful with the moonlight softly highlighting his features. Contrary to his hard muscles and edgy tattoos, he never appeared more gentle and graceful.

Taehyung leaned down and wrapped his arms around Jungkook's neck, bringing them chest to chest. The sensation was still a bit uncomfortable to him, so he took a few deep breaths to relax. Jungkook remained still the entire time, completely following his lead.

When the tingling pricks in his chest began to dissipate, Taehyung kissed Jungkook once more. His tongue immediately thrust into the younger's mouth, stroking Jungkook's passionately. They both moaned as their kisses turned hotter and more rugged, rougher and more mind-numbing.

Needing air, Taehyung slid his mouth across Jungkook's cheek, pressing silken kisses to his skin, before traveling to his neck. The younger tilted his head to the side, giving the elder access to the sensitive skin.

Jungkook gasped as Taehyung trailed his lips up and down his neck, planting more kisses and occasionally licking the skin there. When his tongue danced over the spot just below the younger's ear, Jungkook whimpered at the touch. Needing to hear that sound again, Taehyung began sucking on that same spot until Jungkook was moaning out once more.

"Fuck, baby," the younger exhaled, fingers digging into Taehyung's hips in a death grip. "That feels so good."

A combination of the pet name and Jungkook's affirmation sent a wave of desire right down to Taehyung's dick. He was no longer thinking of going slow when his hands slid under the younger's shirt, pulling the material up and over his head. His hands returned to Jungkook's chest, thumbs tweaking his tight buds until the younger was whimpering.

Jungkook arched his back, the action causing his hips to lift up. He was hard, and his arousal pressed right against Taehyung's.

But instead of freezing or stopping, Taehyung felt oddly okay. More than okay. He rolled his own hips, rubbing down right onto the younger.

"Tae . . ." Jungkook warned, clearly trying to remain still.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"I don't want to rush you into anything you're not comfortable doing," the younger answered honestly, his expression so caring it made Taehyung's heart soar.

Taehyung brought his hands up to cup Jungkook's neck, leaning forward so their mouths were almost touching. "Can I make you feel good?"

Jungkook didn't appear to have words, so he simply nodded his head.

Taehyung kissed him urgently, this time letting the younger invade his mouth with his tongue. He sucked on it as he moved his hips again, groaning at the feeling.

This was the first time anything like this had ever felt so good; it was foreign and he wasn't used to feeling valued in an experience like this.

But he knew without a doubt he was.

Jungkook was hard beneath him, yet he didn't do anything that would make Taehyung uncomfortable. He rolled his hips at the same rate as the elder, kissing him with everything he had. But he never once tried for more than was given to him. 

So that's why Taehyung felt ready and safe moving his hands lower.

Down his neck.

Over his pecs.

Alongside his stomach.

Pressing against his lower abs.

And finally going to the button of Jungkook's jeans.

But before he continued, he gave the younger another chance to stop if needed. "Kook?"

Jungkook knew what was being asked. "You can touch me."

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(scroll down to next flame if you want to skip the steamy part)

With that, the younger's pants became unbuttoned and unzipped, and he lifted his hips so Taehyung could slide the material down. Due to their limited space, the jeans only made it to Jungkook's knees, but it suited Taehyung's purposes. The elder's fingers danced under the band of Jungkook's briefs, tugging those down at a tantalizingly slow pace.

Jungkook's cock sprung up and rested on his stomach, engorged and thick and long. Taehyung just stared at it, marveling at the pronounced veins and swollen tip. He felt his own dick grow impossibly harder, another clear sign that Jungkook's body aroused him like no one else ever had before.

"Draw a picture of it. Might last longer," Jungkook gritted out, his lower than usual voice caressing Taehyung's ears.

"One day," Taehyung said, running his fingertips over the hot flesh. "And only I will ever draw you naked again. Are we clear?"

Jungkook moaned as the elder's hand gripped him fully. "Yes, Mr. Demanding."

Taehyung was enjoying this, truly loving how his touches were making Jungkook unravel beneath him. He never expected that pleasuring someone would give him much happiness or satisfaction, but by this point he really shouldn't have been surprised.

It was Jungkook.

With a tight grip, Taehyung started stroking the boy from the base of his cock all the way up to his leaking tip. He had minimal experience with this, but he honed in on Jungkook's breathing to figure out what was working well.

When Taehyung's thumb swiped over the tip, applying firm pressure, Jungkook cursed under his breath. When his fingers danced lower, just under the pronounced head, Jungkook let out a strangled moan. And when Taehyung spit in his hand and wrapped his wet fingers back around him, increasing his hand's speed, Jungkook thrusted upwards frantically.

The elder was quickly learning what pushed Jungkook closer and closer to his climax, and kept stroking him as he leaned in for another kiss. The younger brought his hands to Taehyung's neck, holding him softly as their lips slid across each other's.

"I'm going to come, Tae," the younger breathed against his mouth raggedly. "Fuck, baby, just like that."

Taehyung had brought his fingers back to his tip, massaging and stroking and rubbing until -

"Taehyung."

Jungkook arched his back as he came into Taehyung's hand and over his stomach, hips still thrusting to prolong his climax. His eyes were locked on the elder, making the experience all the more erotic.

Taehyung kissed him again, slowing his hand movements as the younger came down from his high. He was so aroused and uncomfortable in his pants, but he didn't need anything else. This was about Jungkook.

"Tae," Jungkook whispered, pulling his lips fractionally away. "Baby . . ."

"Let me clean us up," Taehyung said huskily, reaching into his glove compartment for some napkins. He made quick work of wiping up Jungkook's release before righting the younger's clothing.

Jungkook remained laying down in a satiated bliss, letting the elder take care of him. His eyes followed Taehyung's every move, his hands back on and anchored to his hips.

Once Taehyung was done with his ministrations, he laid down on top of Jungkook, knowing the muscular boy could withstand his weight.

"Tae, what do you want me to do?" Jungkook asked, clearly referencing the arousal that was pressed against his thigh. "I know what you said earlier, so I don't want to push you. But I'll help if you want it."

"How come you're so understanding?" Taehyung responded as he pressed his face into Jungkook's neck.

"Because I really like you."

And the absolute sincerity in the younger's words caused Taehyung's heart to beat fast again. He wished he was unbroken, unscathed, so he could have Jungkook's hands on him, so they could proceed as other people would. But he needed time and absolute trust in the younger before he could get to that stage.

Once it never would have been an option. But now it was an option, it was something he wanted. The when part of the equation was still variable, though the thought of Jungkook's hands on his body didn't make him nauseous.

It made him burn with desire.

"If you don't want me to touch you there, I can always . . ." Jungkook lifted his thigh, rubbing against Taehyung's erection purposefully.

The friction felt heavenly. "You want me to rut myself against your leg?"

God that sounded kinky. But it also made Taehyung grow hot at the thought.

"Yeah . . . If you want."

And because Taehyung felt so safe, he thrusted forward on Jungkook's thigh, groaning at the stimulation.

Jungkook shifted his hands slightly, putting pressure on Taehyung's hips to help him. "That's right, Tae. Does that feel good?"

Taehyung moved again, eyes screwing shut at the feeling. A moan slipped past his lips, his dick throbbing with a need for release.

"Your neck is okay, right?"

The elder took a moment to register Jungkook's question, but quickly nodded once he understood the intent.

Jungkook latched his mouth to Taehyung's neck, kissing and sucking on his skin as he moved his thigh back and forth. The combination of feelings was pushing Taehyung over the edge and his muscles were clenching in anticipation.

"You're doing so well, baby," Jungkook murmured against his neck, running his tongue over a particularly sensitive spot.

Those words made his stomach tighten even more. "Keep talking to me, Kook."

"You're almost there, baby," the younger whispered into his ear, lips tickling the fleshy lobe. "You look so beautiful, using me to get off. I love feeling you rub yourself against me."

Taehyung moaned against Jungkook's shoulder, thrusting his hips forward one last time, and came in his pants. His entire body was shaking and he swore his vision got spotty. And all the while, Jungkook soothingly pressed kisses to his neck, coaxing him through his release.

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They laid there in each other's arms for a while, waiting for their breathing to quiet down. Both boys were completely at ease and were in no rush to move.

And all Taehyung could think about was how this was the first time he'd initiated an experience like this, and how different it was from anything he'd been expecting. That gave him hope that maybe one day he could move past his childhood trauma. That with Jungkook's help, he could learn to love and have trust in his body again.

"I can't believe I came in my pants," Taehyung spoke at last, breaking the quiet of the car.

"Yeah," Jungkook chuckled. "But it was hot."

Taehyung hummed in agreement before attempting to sit up. "I should probably drop you off. Your family is going to think I kidnapped you. Or am having my way with you."

They began to rise as Jungkook used the controls to reposition his seat. "Well, that's kind of what happened."

The elder playfully smacked his chest.

"I want to see you tomorrow," Jungkook said, teeth quickly biting on his lower lip. "Would you want to go see a movie?"

Carefully - and rather uncomfortably, given the current status of his pants - Taehyung climbed back to his own seat. "Depends on how you're asking."

"I'm asking you on a date, Taehyung. The whole really liking you thing means I want to date you and take you out."

A smile ripped across Taehyung's face as he started the car. "Then yes, Kookie. You can take me out on a date."

Jungkook let out a breath of air next to him. Why he was nervous to hear Taehyung's answer, the elder didn't know. Wasn't it obvious what his feelings were?

"You know I really, really like you, right?" Taehyung asked Jungkook, taking a moment to look at the boy before driving him home.

"I know, Tae," the younger said, bringing his hand to flick under Taehyung's chin. "I know."

"Good."

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》 V A L E N W R I T I N G 《

For anyone who skipped the steamy parts, just know that Tae is getting more and more comfortable with JK and being touched. He's not fully there yet, but he wants to continue to make progress.

The music for this chapter took me a while. I had all these passionate and sultry songs, but given Taekook's experience, thought this acoustic song was a better fit!

How'd we like their first experience together?!