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So come on, I'll take you on, take you on, I
Ache for love, ache for us, why
Don't you come, don't you come a little closer
So come on now, strike the match, strike the match now
We're a perfect match, perfect somehow
We were meant for one another, come a little closer

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"I can't believe I'm letting you do this."

"I can't believe you are, either," Jungkook giggled in excitement, pulling his camera out from its storage bag. "I've been dreaming of this moment for months now."

Taehyung sat crossed legged on his bed, twisting his hands together nervously. "You better password protect all these photos, Kook. I don't want any nude pictures of me leaked out into the world. Or worse, I don't want Juyeon to snoop one of these days and see something she most definitely should not be seeing."

Carefully setting his camera down on the bed, Jungkook stood in front of him, resting his hands on the elder's shoulders. "Everything will be going right into the private collection, I promise. And besides, we're going to take very tasteful nude shots. Nothing too pornographic."

"That makes me feel so much better," Taehyung replied sarcastically, looking up at him with pouty lips.

Jungkook pressed a soft kiss against his mouth, smiling at the same time as he thought of something rather important. "Before tonight, we need to take down all the drawings in the art room. Or else Juyeon will see some scandalous pictures."

A dramatic sigh escaped Taehyung's mouth, but he reluctantly nodded his head after a moment. "That's probably the only downside to you moving in here. Can't have the family seeing my gorgeous, immaculate, and precise drawings of your dick now, can we?"

"Nope!" Jungkook exclaimed cheerfully, his fingers starting to tug at the hem of Taehyung's sweater. "But we'll put them all in an album or something. 'Kay?"

Taehyung nodded his head, a small smile on his lips. He lifted his arms so Jungkook could pull off his sweater more easily.

So much had changed in the last two weeks since Jungkook's art show. After such a large sum of money was dropped into their hands, the Jeon family - with Jaewoo joining in by video call - had a very serious discussion regarding what to do with it. Taehyung still had his reservations around accepting it; however, he explained his love for the Jeons was stronger than his animosity towards the Kims. If the money could help his family, he wanted to put it towards good use.

In the end, they decided to only use as much money needed to settle their past debts and kickstart their way towards successful futures. All outstanding medical bills were paid off and some funds were put aside for foreseeable expenses in the future. A college fund was created for both Juyeon and Jungkook. And, with a sizable - yet not crazy - portion of the money, they started savings accounts for each one of them.

In total, they only used two of the checks. It was enough to get them back on their feet and with a clean slate for their futures. But going forward, it was back on them to provide for themselves. Taehyung didn't want to consistently rely on that money from his mother, as his whole goal always was to get as far away from his parents as possible. So together, the Jeons decided to donate the remaining money to a few charities. One was for victims of sexual assault and the other was for chronic kidney disease research.

With the major financial burdens no longer a factor, Jaewoo decided to quit his high paying factory job and come home. As luck would have it, Namjoon's construction company was hiring skilled managers, a position perfect for Jaewoo. He easily got the job and was now home full time.

One of the biggest changes, however, was one enacted just last night. After much deliberation, Jungkook and Taehyung decided to live together in Taehyung's apartment. Juyeon's condition was continuously improving and after a talk with her, Jungkook felt comfortable leaving home. The two boys were going to make this apartment a space of their own, a place they could call their first home together.

The two boys packed up both their cars with Jungkook's belongings last night and brought them to the apartment to unpack. Later this evening, the rest of the Jeons were going to come over for a big family dinner, the first of many to come.

And while Jungkook and Taehyung did briefly discuss moving into a completely new apartment, they agreed to stay in the one on campus. It would be convenient since Jungkook was going to re-enroll in classes at the start of the next school year, and potentially even start a couple courses in the summer.

There were still many things they needed to figure out for their futures, though they knew everything would fall together in time. Neither Taehyung or Jungkook were in any particular rush; they wanted to enjoy every single day and appreciate all of the small moments.

Taehyung, now shirtless, kicked his legs out in front of him and pointed to his pants. "You want me naked for these pictures, you have to undress me yourself."

Jungkook grinned at him devilishly, hands already slipping under the band of the elder's loose pants. "It would be my pleasure."

But before he pushed down the material, he paused. He was in the direct line of sight of Taehyung's scar, a thin red line that was reminiscent of his own. Very gently, he pressed his lips to the area, careful not to put too much pressure.

"We match now," he breathed, smiling up at Taehyung. "Just another reason why I love your stomach."

"You're so cute," the elder reflected, his eyes warm with love. "Now get to it."

Jungkook made quick work of removing Taehyung's pants, trying not to focus too much on the way the elder's smooth skin felt against his hands. He also tried not to stare at those beautiful thighs for too long, but ultimately failed. The most difficult task by far, however, came when he pulled down Taehyung's briefs. It took an ungodly amount of restraint not to touch him where he wanted to most.

But, he found solace in one thing. After he took his very tasteful nude pictures of Taehyung, he would most definitely be touching his fiancé in the way he wanted to.

It had been five weeks since the two slept together last. Taehyung had to heal properly and besides, they were staying with the rest of the Jeons in a house made of very thin walls. It made sense to wait until now.

However, that didn't mean either of them were completely deprived. In the later weeks more specifically, they were able to sneak in some bathtub hand jobs and some late night activities involving their mouths.

"What are you thinking about, baby boy?" Taehyung asked, his voice deep and with a twinge of huskiness. It was evident he knew exactly what Jungkook was thinking about.

"If I say it out loud, you're going to get hard," Jungkook winked at him, retreating from Taehyung and picking up his camera. "And that would most definitely make these pictures pornographic. Not the vibe I'm going for, baby."

Jungkook tugged at one of the sheets on the bed, loosening it enough to drape over Taehyung's pelvis. "We'll start a little modest. Now roll on your side and face me."

The next thirty minutes were spent with Jungkook snapping pictures of Taehyung, positioning him into various poses. For a good majority of the time, the elder was covered in some capacity as he warmed up. But towards the end, when Jungkook had him go to his knees, certain bits weren't exactly hidden anymore.

"I feel like a centerfold," Taehyung lamented, resting his hands on his thighs. Those beautiful fingers of his splayed wide over his skin, and he looked up at the camera with a taunting smirk.

Fuck, Jungkook was getting aroused. This wasn't the exact picture of professionalism he hoped to display, but who could blame him? His fiancé was absolutely stunning and his naked body tempted him like no other.

Jungkook walked around the bed so he was looking at Taehyung's profile. Smooth and tanned skin, all the way from his neck down to his folded legs, greeted him. And while he still saw the curve of the elder's ass, Taehyung was a bit more concealed this way.

"Gorgeous," he whispered under his breath, more to himself than to Taehyung. He couldn't help it; these praises just rolled off his tongue too easily.

Taehyung tilted his head towards Jungkook, the corner of his mouth upturned. "How are the pictures coming?"

"Good," Jungkook replied, though he hadn't really been checking the shots like he usually did. He was too consumed with his task of capturing Taehyung in all his naked perfection.

"Not getting too . . . distracted?"

Jungkook pulled his camera away from his face, making direct eye contact with the elder. "What do you mean?"

Taehyung slowly traced down his body, gaze settling on Jungkook's noticeable bulge. "Look who decided to join us."

"You're sitting here naked for me to feast on, yet I can't touch you. This was bound to happen," Jungkook explained, snapping another picture of the elder. "It's a compliment to you, really."

A soft hum sounded from Taehyung, and he readjusted his position so he sat on the edge of the bed. He planted his feet on the floor and spread his legs wide.

"You're trying to kill me," Jungkook concluded, setting his camera down and running his hands over his face. "How am I supposed to take pictures of you when you're tempting me like this?"

Taehyung ran his hands up and down his thighs, never once breaking eye contact with Jungkook. "Oh. Am I tempting you right now?"

A groan rumbled in his chest at his fiancé's taunts. Fuck, he wanted to tackle Taehyung. He wanted to pleasure him until the elder was screaming his name in ecstasy. Unable to withstand it any longer, he took one step forward.

"Not so fast, baby boy. Sit." Taehyung nodded towards a chair in the corner of the room, which was a good distance from where he sat on the bed.

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Jungkook pouted, though he did as he was told. He sat in the chair, uncomfortably hard, and watched as Taehyung's hand slowly moved up his thigh to take hold of his dick.

Slowly, Taehyung began to stroke himself, eyes watching Jungkook squirm in his seat. "So. What do you want to do with me?"

"I . . . Um . . ." But Jungkook couldn't form coherent words as he watched the elder run his fist up and down his length. "I want . . ."

Taehyung continued the movement of his hand, thumb rubbing over his tip in circles. "You're just gonna sit there and watch me unless you tell me what you want, baby boy. Unless that is what you want. Do you want to watch me come this way?"

While that option sounded appealing to Jungkook - he'd love to watch Taehyung pleasure himself into release - he wanted to be the one to pleasure Taehyung today.

"I want you in my mouth," he started, staring at the elder's hand wrapped around that glorious cock of his, "and then I want to eat you out. Then I'd get you nice and ready for me to be inside of you, baby. But I know we didn't really talk about this happening, so for the hygiene part of it -"

"Come on, Kook," Taehyung rolled his eyes, appearing like Jungkook should've known better. "Don't be silly. I knew something was going to happen either last night or today. I'm ready."

Jungkook nearly whimpered and he started to palm over his arousal, but Taehyung shot him a glare. "Tae, please. I want you now."

Taehyung smiled widely at him, letting go of himself and leaning back onto his elbows. "You want me now, baby boy? You want to taste me? To feel me?"

Fuck, Jungkook wanted to be nestled between those golden legs in multiple different ways. "Yes. To all of the above."

"Come here, then."

Jungkook didn't need to be told twice. He flung himself out of the chair and went down on his knees before Taehyung. He settled right in between his thighs, fingers digging into the silken skin.

"Can I make you feel good now?" He asked the elder, looking up at him from where he knelt on the floor.

A slight nod was his answer, the smallest of movements that made Jungkook sigh in relief. With one hand, he took hold of Taehyung's semi-erect cock and slowly started stroking him from base to tip. Taehyung immediately threw his head back, a contented murmur leaving his lips.

Jungkook appreciated this simple act for a few moments, glad that this was just an opener to their main event. He focused on the satiny heat in his hand, the slide of skin against skin, and the tiny gasps the elder elicited when he was touched in an unexpected way. These little things were truly enjoyable to Jungkook, and he wanted to revel in everything they were doing rather than rush.

In no world did he want this to end soon.

Once Taehyung was fully hard in his hand, Jungkook descended down upon his cock. With his tongue, he traced over every inch of his skin, keeping his touches light and tantalizing. And all the while, Taehyung didn't rush him or ask for more. He remained leaning back on his elbows, legs spread wide and watching what Jungkook was doing with his mouth.

Fuck, he was so stunning.

Like Taehyung was reading his mind, he licked his lips and smiled. "You're beautiful, love. Those dark eyes staring up at me, your pretty mouth on my dick . . . So beautiful."

Jungkook was preparing to take all of Taehyung in his mouth, but those words gave him pause. He rose up on his knees so he was almost eye level with the elder. Without speaking, he pulled Taehyung to his mouth and kissed him softly.

Their lips danced over each other's with ease, gentle and tender movements designed to show affection and adoration. It was kisses like these that stole Jungkook's breath away, not from exertion but from the sheer beauty of their love.

"I love you," Jungkook said against his mouth, kissing him once more before lowering back down.

He delicately caressed the elder's hip bone while he licked up Taehyung's shaft again. He swirled his tongue around the tip, a breathy moan escaping from Taehyung as a result. But of course, Jungkook wanted to hear more, so he took Taehyung's cock into his mouth fully.

"Oh, fuck," the elder let out, mouth hanging open and eyes closed. "Kook."

Jungkook hummed around him, taking as much as he possibly could before he gagged. When he was about halfway down, the tip hit the back of his throat and he quickly withdrew for air. He repeated that motion until Taehyung was bucking into his mouth, hips tilting to get as much stimulation as possible.

"If you keep up with that, I'm not going to be able to last long," Taehyung revealed, eyes half-open as he stared down at Jungkook.

"This is a marathon event, Tae, not a sprint," Jungkook replied, lifting off of him and going to the nightstand. He rummaged around until he found the lube. "I'm taking my time with you today, baby. You're going to come before I even get inside of you."

Taehyung bit his lower lip, watching as Jungkook settled back down between his legs. "Is that so?"

Jungkook smirked, pushing the elder down so he was laying flat on his back. He hooked his arms underneath Taehyung's knees, pulling him to the edge of the bed and then setting his legs over his shoulders.

And then he lowered his head.

Jungkook spread Taehyung's cheeks wide, giving him maximum surface exposure. His fingers bit into the elder's flesh firmly, holding him open for easier access. With a stream of air, he blew over the puckered entrance, watching as it tightened in response.

Slowly, Jungkook ran his tongue over Taehyung's rim, alternating between flat strokes and teasing flicks. Taehyung whimpered above him, his hands coming down to knot in Jungkook's hair.

"I love licking you this way," Jungkook said, planting kisses on the inside of Taehyung's thighs. "You want my tongue inside you, too, baby?"

"Fuck, yeah," Taehyung responded, gripping onto Jungkook's hair tighter.

Jungkook spread him apart again, languidly running his tongue in a circle over the elder's entrance before he began pushing. By exerting a bit of pressure, the ring of muscles finally gave way and let Jungkook inside. He wiggled his tongue back and forth, up and down, and swirled it in circles.

All the while, Taehyung swiveled his hips in time, a gentle rocking motion that had him pressing his ass further against Jungkook's mouth.

Jungkook pulled back, lips wet, and studied Taehyung's fucked out expression. He chuckled as he grabbed the lube, knowing there was so much more to come.

But first, he wanted to make Taehyung come.

With a bit of a squelching noise filling the room, he squeezed lube onto his palm and quickly coated a few digits. His index finger pushed inside Taehyung, stopping short to rub on the elder's prostate.

Taehyung let out a string of unintelligible words, rocking his hips more steadily now. His hands fell from Jungkook's head to instead grip the sheets, knuckles turning white as he tightened his hold.

As Jungkook slowly worked his finger, he rose a bit higher to take Taehyung's cock back into his mouth. Judging by the sounds pouring out of his fiancé's mouth, the combination of his mouth and hand was doing wonders for him.

"Kook, please just fuck me already. I . . . I can't . . ." Taehyung moaned loudly as Jungkook pushed another finger into him, simultaneously sucking hard on his tip.

Jungkook rubbed the elder's most sensitive spot without abandon, curling his fingers until Taehyung was tossing his head back and forth. He knew Taehyung was close to coming and he also knew the elder was doing everything to hold on.

But Jungkook didn't want him to wait. He was true to his word about this being a marathon; he wanted Taehyung to come twice today.

He thrusted three fingers into Taehyung, giving him a moment to adjust before increasing his pace. And even though his mouth and hand were starting to get tired, he kept at it. The constant stream of moans and profanities rolling off of the elder's tongue were a clear sign of how close he was.

And then he was there.

Calling out his name, Taehyung released into Jungkook's mouth, hips stuttering and ass clenching around his fingers. Jungkook kept on sucking, taking everything the elder had to give him as Taehyung continued to cry out.

"Kookie . . ." Taehyung murmured after a moment, hands relaxing their grip on the sheets. "Come here."

Jungkook slowly removed his fingers while letting Taehyung's cock fall from his mouth. He quickly grabbed a tissue to wipe the excess lube from his hand, then crawled up beside the elder.

"Did you like that, Tae?" He asked, his hand cupping over the elder's cheek. "Did that feel good?"

Taehyung turned towards him, throwing a leg over Jungkook's waist. "You have a very talented mouth."

"Just my mouth?" Jungkook teased, running his hand over the elder's ass and letting his fingers graze his rim. "I thought my fingers did a pretty good job, too."

"They did. But I want something else inside of me."

Jungkook leaned closer to Taehyung's mouth, stopping just centimeters away. "What do you want?"

But Taehyung didn't directly answer the question. Instead, he rolled on top of Jungkook, pinning him to the bed. His lips immediately captured Jungkook's, prying then open so he could thrust his tongue inside.

Jungkook moaned into the kiss, his hands going back to the elder's ass, where he kneaded the flesh roughly. His dick was unbearably hard and was desperate for any type of relief. But he knew the moment Taehyung started touching him, he'd not last long at all. And he wanted to wait until he could release inside of his beautiful fiancé.

Taehyung broke away from Jungkook, moving his lips to his ear. His tongue traced the shell before he bit down on the fleshy lobe.

"I want your cock inside of me, baby boy," he whispered into Jungkook's ear, breath hot and comforting. "It's been too long and I miss it so much."

"But you're not hard yet."

Taehyung ran his hand down Jungkook's chest, passing over his stomach before he stopped on top of Jungkook's arousal. "But you are."

Jungkook chuckled, shaking his head as his traitorous hips started thrusting against Taehyung's hand. "You know what I mean."

Taehyung rolled off of Jungkook, settling himself against the pillows. "If you do a strip tease, it might just help."

It wasn't evident if the elder was joking or serious, but what the hell. It couldn't hurt.

So with a wicked grin, he got off the bed and faced Taehyung. "One poorly performed strip tease coming your way."

Taehyung's eyes bulged and he sat up a little more to better enjoy the show. His hands - those gorgeous hands of his - splayed wide over his lower stomach as he waited.

Jungkook had no clue what to do, so he started swaying his hips side to side as he grabbed the hem of his shirt. He slowly started raising it higher, showing off the abs he knew Taehyung loved. Grabbing Taehyung's hand, he ran it all over his abdomen, letting him feel the contours of his muscles.

"You're good at this," Taehyung said with an incredulous laugh. "Have you ever stripped like this before?"

"Nope," Jungkook chuckled in return, pulling his shirt over his head. "I've just seen a lot of movies."

He continued swaying his hips as he teased the band of his sweats lower, watching Taehyung's eyes become locked on his groin. A smile pulled his lips wide. He loved that he had this sort of effect on the elder.

"Just take off your damn pants already," Taehyung ordered impatiently, fingertips reaching out for his clothing.

But Jungkook pushed his hand away. "Looks like the tease is becoming the one teased. I could get used to this."

He turned away, wiggling his butt in Taehyung's face as he let his pants fall. All that remained was his black briefs and he was determined to make Taehyung suffer just a bit longer.

But Taehyung had other ideas.

The elder had rolled off the bed and stepped up behind Jungkook, wrapping an arm around his waist to keep him in place. His other hand instantly began to palm over Jungkook's erection, squeezing and rubbing through his clothing.

Jungkook gave in, tilting his head back against Taehyung's shoulder as he let the elder pleasure him. He had no more restraint left anyway, so he would take whatever given to him. A strangled moan left his mouth, which only intensified once Taehyung sucked roughly on his neck.

"I think you're ready, hm?" Taehyung taunted, hand pushing underneath Jungkook's underwear to feel him directly. "Do you want to fuck me, baby boy?"

"What we do is more than fucking, Tae. It's . . . It's . . ." He couldn't think of the right words to describe it.

When they were together that intimately, it was more than sex. More than making love. It felt like their minds, bodies, hearts, and souls were fusing together.

It felt like magic.

"I know what you mean," Taehyung murmured, retrieving his hand and guiding Jungkook back to the bed. He pushed on his shoulders until Jungkook was sitting on the edge.

Taehyung helped Jungkook wiggle his underwear off, tossing it to the side and not caring what they landed on - a lamp, in this case. He located the lube and squeezed an obscene amount into his palms, rubbing them together before coating Jungkook's cock.

Jungkook bit his lip harshly, teeth sinking into his skin. The slippery substance made this feel so fucking good that he could barely contain his urge to thrust into the elder's hands.

"How do you want me?" He asked Taehyung, still sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Just like this."

Taehyung straddled him, hands going to Jungkook's shoulders to steady his weight. Jungkook quickly understood what he wanted to do, so he held onto Taehyung's waist with one hand while helping to align his cock with the other. Once he was properly lined up, he helped guide Taehyung down.

Jungkook threw his head back once Taehyung started to lower, the elder's body squeezing him tightly. A moan rumbled in his throat at the feeling, his fingers digging into Taehyung's hips.

Carefully, as to not lose balance, Taehyung wrapped his legs around Jungkook's waist, his arms circling his neck. They were nose to nose, with the elder essentially sitting in Jungkook's lap.

"Hi," Taehyung smiled at him, voice deep in tone yet light in quality.

Jungkook smiled back at him, brushing his nose against the elder's. "Hi."

"You feel really good inside of me," Taehyung said, tilting his hips for emphasis and sighing softly. "So good I could cry."

"You feel really good around me. Everything is so hot and tight and . . . Oh, wow," Jungkook broke off, eyes wide at his sudden realization. "This is the first time I'm not wearing a condom. Ever."

That fact seemed to make Taehyung smile wider, and he moved his hips in small, slow circles. "So this will be the first time you come inside someone, too?"

Jungkook nodded his head, unable to form words as the elder moved on top of him. This sensation was entirely new to him. He could feel everything more than before.

And the fact that this was with Taehyung, too . . .

He slid his hands up and down the elder's back as they moved together, with Jungkook thrusting up and Taehyung grinding himself down. They didn't speak. They just looked into each other's eyes as they experienced the moment.

And what a moment it was.

So much had changed since the last time they slept together. Taehyung was down a kidney. They lived together. They were engaged. It was a little overwhelming how much they'd been through in such a short period of time. So much so that Jungkook's eyes started to water.

But that was okay. Taehyung's were doing the same.

"I'm so in love with you," Taehyung murmured, burying his face in Jungkook's neck. "I'm the luckiest man alive to be yours."

Jungkook thrusted faster, his heart hammering away in his chest. "I'm the lucky one, Tae. I love you so fucking much."

The elder began sucking on his neck as Jungkook continued rocking his hips up, still in no particular rush. He was trying to wait as long as possible; he wanted to bring Taehyung to his second release before Jungkook found his first.

He wedged a hand between their bodies, stroking Taehyung's slowly hardening cock. He kept that up until the elder was fully erect and whimpering at every touch.

"Hold on tight to me, baby," Jungkook said into his ear, his voice rough and guttural.

Taehyung secured his arms and legs as tight to Jungkook's body as possible, clinging to him with all his strength. Jungkook held onto his waist as he stood, still connected to the elder intimately. He spun around and lowered Taehyung to the bed, setting him towards the edge. Jungkook remained standing, unfolding the elder's legs and pressing them upwards.

"How are you doing?" He asked before resuming his thrusts, eyes scanning all over the elder's face.

"Perfect," Taehyung smiled. "Now fuck me."

Jungkook didn't hesitate. He slammed into his fiancé hard, moaning loudly and without abandon. The pace he set was rough and unforgiving, his force causing Taehyung's body to jiggle with each thrust.

Taehyung cried out when Jungkook rubbed against his prostate, a deep sound that made Jungkook's insides clench. That sound drove him crazy and he wanted to hear it again and again. So he pounded into that same spot, watching as Taehyung cried out and moaned below him.

"Touch yourself, baby," Jungkook pleaded, sweat dripping down his chest. "Wanna watch you pleasure yourself."

Taehyung instantly wrapped his hand around his cock, thumb digging into his slit and rubbing around the swollen head. More moans tumbled out of his mouth, his own chest flushed and red and sweaty.

Jungkook lowered down enough so he could kiss his beautiful, sexy, and tight-as-fuck fiancé. His lips were imprecise and all over the place, with his tongue messily tangling with Taehyung's. His thrusts were also becoming uncoordinated as he got closer and closer to his impending climax.

"I'm close, Tae," he moaned, breathing against the elder's mouth. He was doing all he could to delay the inevitable, but he was on the losing end of this battle.

"Let go, love," Taehyung said, scratching all over Jungkook's back. "Please. Come."

Those words were the magic trigger for Jungkook and he came with a loud cry, releasing into Taehyung's heat. He nearly collapsed onto the elder, his muscles spent and shaky, but held himself up on weak arms.

"Mouth, hands, fingers, or a combination?" He asked after he regained his composure, slowly pulling out of the elder and watching in awe as his cum trickled out of Taehyung.

"I want to kiss you," Taehyung responded, legs spread wide, showcasing Jungkook's handiwork.

Jungkook laid down next to him, pulling his legs open even more. "Bet I can make you come from my fingers alone."

He didn't give his fiancé a chance to respond. He kissed him hard as he inserted three fingers back inside of Taehyung.

Taehyung grunted against his lips, hips rocking against Jungkook's hand as their tongues tangled. A hand became knotted in his hair, pulling harshly. But Jungkook didn't mind; his sole focus now was taking care of Taehyung.

Jungkook massaged Taehyung's prostate, feeling the elder's ass clench around his fingers as a result. He knew Taehyung was close again, so he doubled his efforts until he cried out against Jungkook's mouth, releasing white ropes across his stomach.

Their mouths broke apart in a desperate need for air, their foreheads pressing together as they panted. Jungkook removed his fingers, resting his hand over the elder's messy tummy.

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"Now that we live alone now, we're having sex all the time," Jungkook informed him, smiling a toothy grin. "And in different places, too. The shower. The tub. The kitchen table. And when my birthday rolls around, the car."

"Of course you haven't forgotten about that," Taehyung laughed, running his hands through Jungkook's hair. "But if we are going to have sex in the car, it needs to be at night time where no one can find us."

"So the lake, then," Jungkook said, picturing it in his head. Fuck, he was already counting down the days.

He studied every inch of his love's face, loving the peaceful expression he wore. This look, one only for him, made his heart tighten in his chest. He wanted to capture this look for all of eternity.

"Stay here," he told Taehyung, getting up and running butt naked to the bathroom. He quickly cleaned his hand and dick, before returning to the bedroom with a wet washcloth.

Taehyung hummed as Jungkook wiped off his stomach, the cloth smoothing over his skin. "I'm going to have to shower before everyone comes over, you know. Why don't we just do that now?"

Jungkook cleaned up the elder as best he could, but knew they'd have to do their typical cleaning routine in the shower as well. "I know. We'll shower in a few. I just want to take a few more shots of you."

"With your cum leaking out of my ass?"

Jungkook barked out a laugh, setting the cloth aside and picking up his camera. "As tempting - and kinky - as that sounds, no. It's your face I want to capture. But if your dick and pretty hole make an appearance, I won't be mad."

Taehyung rolled his eyes, though he let Jungkook entertain himself by taking his portrait. They did that for fifteen minutes, with Jungkook getting some beautiful photos of the elder's fucked out expression.

And a few less appropriate shots as well.

They quickly showered and dressed, spending their extra time freshening up their bedroom. Fuck, that sounded good to Jungkook. Their bedroom.

This was their space, their home. This was the start of their life together, one they'd continue working on each and every day. This was just the beginning of something Jungkook would never take for granted. A partnership and love he'd cherish every moment until his last.

A couple hours later, the Jeons knocked at the door for their dinner together.

Taehyung and Jungkook, who'd been cuddling on the couch, stretched and made their way to let their family in. But, just as Jungkook was about to open the door, Taehyung gasped.

"What?" He asked, turning to face the elder.

Taehyung laughed as he retreated to the art room.

"We never took down the drawings!"

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》 V A L E N W R I T I N G 《

Last steamy scene of Take on Me . . . It's been a fun ride 🌚

Question for my future stories: Does having the 🔥 help? I've been having such a difficult time knowing where to put it in all honesty. But I do want to make sure I'm giving readers an appropriate heads up if they do want to skip the smut. I'm open to all thoughts and feedback, so let me know!

And, because I love you all so much, continue on to Chapter 46 - the last chapter of Take on Me before the epilogue!