Taehyung couldn't understand what was happening. The kiss they shared was different than before. It was calm, soft, still passionate, but not that fierce.

Taehyung didn't like that for some reason.

An unknown and strange feeling rushed through him, and he decided to take matters in his hand. He nibbled his bottom lip and tugged it, earning a choked moan when his member brushed against his.

He was surprised actually; Jeongguk was utterly hard, and he must have been in pain for a while now, but he still stopped before so he could clean up and didn't ask him to continue immediately.

Taehyung didn't like this realization either.

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Successfully turning the slow kiss into a torrid one, Taehyung's hands worked on his pants, unbuttoning them and pushing them down. He squeezed his cock and stroked it, loving how wet he was and how his body shuddered in his touch.

Jeongguk's knees felt weak, and he had to slam his palms against the wall for support once the older broke the kiss with a needy whine and trailed kisses on his jaw, neck, and collarbone. Taehyung then got on his knees and shoved his boxers down, the red throbbing length flashing up in front of his face.

"Don't be gentle with me, Jeongguk," he uttered as he glanced up at him. "You can be as rough as you want, and if it's too much I'll tell you." He opened his mouth wide and stuck his tongue out, waiting for something to be stuffed into his heat.

Jeongguk was once again amazed by this beautiful man and couldn't help but gape at the breathtaking, lecherous sight in front of him. Desperate for a simple touch, he grabbed his cock and guided it to his mouth.

Taehyung swirled his tongue around the head right away, tasting the bittersweet precum, and mewled at how bloated it was. The younger pushed his length a little deeper, and Taehyung didn't waste a second to wrap his lips around it and suck it.

"Oh, fuck—fuck," curses and groans spewed from his mouth as Taehyung slurped the mushroom-like head deftly. He flung off his shirt and gripped his hair with both hands, eyes rolling to the back of his head from pleasure.

Unable to handle more teasing, Jeongguk shoved his hips forward without warning, sending his cock as deep as it could go into his sinful mouth, but Taehyung didn't seem to mind at all.

He grabbed his thighs in a bruising hold once Jeongguk started thrusting faster, his length hitting the back of his throat incessantly. Drool trickled down his jaw, even further down onto his neck and chest as gargling sounds reverberated in the room.

Jeongguk slammed his dick inside his mouth at a fast pace, eyes never leaving the ethereal sight and legs slightly shaking.

Then Taehyung wrapped his arm around his thighs, pushing his erection as deep as possible, and held him there, basically choking on his cock.

Jeongguk tugged his hair harsher, a string of throaty grunts leaving his mouth. "Fuck, you'll make me cum if you do things like these—shit." He wrenched his cock away as he felt that he was really close.

A drooling, breathless Taehyung looked up at him, lips red and swollen from all the sucking, eyes clouded and cherubic. "That's the point," he croaked out as he ran his hand from the balls to the head and rubbed the slit in an emotive way.

"You want my cum deep inside your pretty mouth, pup hmm?" Jeongguk hissed at the teasing sensation.

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes, Jeongguk?"

"Try again, pup." He smirked as he caressed his neck and chin, wiping some of his drool in the process.

"Yes, hyung?"

"There you go. What a good boy." He raked his fingers through his hair. "Come on pup, choke on this cock, just how you like it."

Taehyung moaned around the said cock, which was stuffed into his mouth once again, and he bobbed his head fast, the vibrations sending the younger on the brink of cumming sooner than expected.

He keenly resumed doing what Jeongguk told him to do a few moments ago; choke on his cock. With a few more frantic pants from Jeongguk and moans from the other as he deepthroated him, the younger threw his head back with an outcry of ecstasy.

Hot, thick liquid was spilled deep inside Taehyung's throat, making him gag and almost choke, but he was able to handle it well. He gradually pulled his mouth off, sucking his length and collecting any remains of his cum. He suckled on the head and swallowed every drop before glancing at the younger, who was already gaping at him.

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"How do you know to use your mouth so well, hmm?" Jeongguk was in awe by his artful and unholy mouth.

"I don't know," he muttered in sudden self-consciousness.

Jeongguk smiled and hummed in response as he drew on his boxers and pants. "Come on, your knees must be hurting." He bent down to help him stand up, but Taehyung softly pushed his hands away.

"It's okay," he mumbled with a tight-lipped smile as he heaved himself off the floor.

The younger eyed him in depth, brows clumping together in a confused frown. "Why don't you want my help with anything?"

Sulking mildly and eyes wandering all around the floor in angst, Taehyung breathed out a soft sigh. "It's not that I don't want it, it's just that you don't have to."

"I know I don't have to, Taehyung. It just comes out naturally to help you at times and I can't understand what's the big deal or what's wrong with that."

"Stop treating me nicely!" Taehyung exclaimed out of the blue with a scowl that melted away seconds later. Regret crawled into his chest as he hung his head, shoulders drooping.

"I—I'm just treating you like a human being," he drawled, afraid of upsetting him more.

"No, you're not doing just that. You're treating me like I matter to you when I know this isn't the case. I just want to get fucked by you and you want to fuck me, so can we just do that? And leave out all these unnecessary things?"

Jeongguk's mouth set in a hard line as the muscles along his jaw clenched. "You know what? I think I'll get going now. It's late, anyway." He really didn't know why he said these words. He wanted exactly what Taehyung said moments ago, right? Then why did he feel bothered by his words?

"Wait, why, why?" He popped up in front of him, cutting his way.

"I told you, it's late." Jeongguk stepped aside to walk past him, but Taehyung clawed at his wrists.

"You can sleep here. I don't understand what happened. Did I say something that's not true?"

"No, you didn't." A heavy sigh passed through his lips as he glanced away. "I'm just not really in the mood."

Taehyung's grip loosened until his hands fell to his sides, gloom etching its way into every crease of his puckered forehead. "You... You don't want to have sex with me?"

"No, not right now." He could be losing his only chance to have sex with him at that moment, but he truly wasn't in the mood anymore. He didn't know what exactly had bothered him and why he was being like this.

But on the other hand, maybe he did.

"I can—I can make you feel good and maybe then you'll want to..." Taehyung trailed off, voice small and saddened, bottom lip peeking out in a pout.

"Or maybe I should go and we can meet another time or something," Jeongguk uttered calmly and trudged past him to grab his shirt.

Taehyung stayed rooted, vacantly staring at the spot Jeongguk occupied seconds ago. His fingers dug into his palms with a spark of anger that flared inside him, and he stormed to him without contemplating it. He yanked the shirt out of Jeongguk's grip and smashed their lips together, catching the younger off guard.

He shoved his tongue into his mouth, hands already working on undoing his pants once again, but Jeongguk grasped his wrists. "Taeh—"

Taehyung claimed his lips, not wanting to hear what he had to say. He gave up on undoing his pants and instead slipped his hand inside them without warning.

Jeongguk jerked his head to the side, ceasing the kiss, but the older didn't seem fazed by it. "Taehyung—fuck—can you c-calm down for a mome—ah!" His speech was broken and breathless by the moans he couldn't hold back as Taehyung harshly sucked his neck and pumped his length.

"Fuck me, hyung. Fuck me and tell me what I did wrong."

"I won't go easy on you if I fuck you right now," Jeongguk growled lowly, his cock throbbing in want.

"Please don't," Taehyung whispered, lips hovering above his. "Don't go easy on me, hyung. I want it to hurt."

"Fuck," was the last thing Jeongguk said before he curled his fingers around his sleek neck in a normal grip and led him to the bed behind them.

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Jeongguk pushed him back, making him plop down into the bed with a puff of air leaving his lips, and he climbed over him, swallowing all his oxygen in one ardent, desperate kiss. He let his hands roam on his naked body, groping it, as Taehyung lewdly moaned in his mouth.

After a delicious and rather taut make-out session, Jeongguk peppered open-mouth kisses from his jaw to his chest. He bit his skin, sucking hickeys in multiple spots on his body, and placed three fingers on his lips. "Suck."

"I have lube—" Those three fingers were rammed into his mouth, shutting him up at once.

"You don't deserve lube now," he spat out as he thrust his fingers deeper and harsher, rubbing them against his tongue.

Taehyung whimpered around them as he guzzled them until they were wet enough, and then Jeongguk went between his legs.

A series of piercing moans rippled through the room when Taehyung felt two fingers breach his entrance, and he shut his eyes in pain. He couldn't protest, though, and honestly, he didn't want to do it.

He wanted it to hurt.

"Look at you already screaming with only two fingers inside you, pup. Can't wait to hear you when I put my cock in your tight hole," Jeongguk rasped as he scissored him open fast and hard. He pulled them out abruptly and replaced them with his tongue.

Taehyung mewled at the warmth that engulfed his hole and threw his head back in pure bliss. He intertwined his fingers with his hair and pulled on it as Jeongguk tongue-fucked him faster and faster.

And again, fingers were slammed inside him, but this time, they were three. The amount of pain Taehyung felt was a bit too much, but in some twisted way, he enjoyed it greatly — even precum oozed out of his aching length.

Jeongguk made sure he was prepped enough and retracted his hand, gazing at his reddened hole before he shed the rest of his clothes. "Condom?"

"T-top d-drawer."

He moved right away and grabbed the item. He ripped the pack open, and after rolling it on his erection, he slapped his thigh in a silent demand to turn around, but Taehyung seemed too groggy to comprehend it. "Get on all fours, pup," he eventually explained, and the other complied.

He rubbed the head against the rim and eased his cock into his hole. Taehyung whimpered uncontrollably, and he didn't stop even after he bottomed out. Jeongguk stayed balls-deep as he groped his ass, giving it callous spanks that had Taehyung jolting each time.

Taehyung fisted the bedsheets so tightly his knuckles turned white, his chest and the side of his head dipped into the bed, and his body twitching by the immense pressure in his ass.

Jeongguk started rolling his hips at a slow pace, letting him get used to the feeling of his big cock. "So fucking tight for me, fuck." He groaned at the ecstatic sensation, goosebumps flowing from head to toe. Unable to contain himself, he sped up his thrusts as his hands alternated between clutching his hips, squeezing his ass, and spanking him, turning every inch of his ass into a light shade of red.

Taehyung was a complete moaning mess by now. The feeling of his hole being stretched so ably and roughly sent jolts of pleasure in his system. He met Jeongguk's thrusts with vigor, creating the sound of skin slapping against skin and mixing it with his choked howls and moans.

The younger slanted forward and grabbed Taehyung's hands, pulling them towards him. He crossed them and held onto them as he relentlessly rammed into his already mauled hole. Sweat beaded across his brows and nose as he carried on the same motions for a while at a steady and rapid rhythm.

Then he pulled out, stridently flipping him around, and he instructed him to lace his legs around him. He propped his elbow against the mattress and guided his cock to his entrance. He sent it balls-deep in one brisk move as he peered at the wrecked boy beneath him.

"Why do you complain about me being nice, hmm pup?" he asked, a low rumble coating his voice that caused Taehyung to shiver and pule in response. "You should take what's given to you as you do right now, taking my cock so well." His quick pace didn't falter at all as he talked.

Taehyung felt his prostate be ravished on repeat and cried out from the euphoric feeling, eyes squeezing shut with the frown of ultimate pleasure that swept across his features. Long fingers looped around his neck then in a mild wrap that ripped another set of whiny, breathless sounds from him. "J-Jeongguk, h-h-hyung."

Jeongguk gazed at him at all times, but he detected something that mystified him and even worried him.

Tiny drops of tears trickled down his skin the moment he peeled his eyes open again.

Panicked that he went overboard, Jeongguk slowed down his thrusts and caressed his head as he collected his tears with a gentle thumb. "You okay?"

"I'm r-really close, don't s-stop now, hyung," he mumbled in a needy tone.

"But you're crying. Am I too rough?"

"No, it's—it's just so fucking good, Jeongguk." He began spiraling his hips since the younger remained unmoving. He was getting the best sex he ever had, and it was just so overwhelming he couldn't control his emotions. "Please m-move," he begged as he gripped his hips and fucked himself on his cock.

"Holy fuck," he breathed out in amazement as he finally took matters in his hand and thrust inside him hard, eliciting high-pitched moans and whines from him.

The older reached for his hand and placed it on his neck in a wordless request to choke him, and Jeongguk wouldn't say no to that in no event. He moved his other hand to his neglected cock that was saturated with precum and teasingly circled the sensitive head.

"Ah, shit—hyung—I'm clo—oh." He couldn't even form a simple sentence by the overstimulation. His hole was being abused so divinely, his length was finally given some attention, and light pressure was applied on his neck, exactly how he liked it. And when he thought it couldn't get any better than this, Jeongguk dipped down for a fervid kiss.

He broke into stifled moans, hands flying to Jeongguk's hair and tugging it hard, as they shared a messy, volcanic kiss that both didn't know they needed.

Jeongguk pumped him faster as the rhythm of his shoves became uneven, legs shaking the moment he felt a knot form in his stomach.

"Jeongguk! H-h-hyung." With that and a storm of whines and moans, Taehyung spilled his cum all over his stomach and Jeongguk's hand.

Hearing the heady, obscene sounds that burst out of his mouth and feeling the constant twitch of his body that brimmed him with satisfaction and rapture, Jeongguk jerkily slammed his cock in and out his hole a few more times before he came deep inside him.

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Jeongguk let his head fall onto his shoulder, not caring about the sticky substance on his body, and stayed there, breathing heavily.

Taehyung was in a similar state, eyes lightly closed and breathless, as he felt every inch of his body ache already.

Their breath stabilized little by little, and Jeongguk finally found the strength to pull off him. He slipped out of bed to throw the condom, and he grabbed the wet wipes to pass them to Taehyung.

The older winced in pain as he sat up in the bed. With slightly trembling hands, he wiped the thick liquid and took another wet wipe to cover the dirty one. He brought his feet to the floor, and a small whimper jumped out of his mouth when he tried to stand up.

Jeongguk sighed softly as he edged his way to him. He extended his hand in front of him and kept it there, waiting for the older to give him the dirty wet wipe so he could take care of it for him. Taehyung hesitated, but placed it in his palm, and he headed to the trash can. "Do you mind if I take a shower?"

Something was off between them, and Taehyung didn't like that at all. He just had mind-blowing sex with him, and although he was in pain, he should be feeling euphoric. Why did he feel so sulky?

Taehyung cast a series of tentative glances at the younger, who collected his clothes with a somber expression. "I-I want to take a s-shower too."

"Oh, you can go first then."

"No, I mean... help me?"

Every movement halted at the whispering words. Brows knitted in a frown, Jeongguk twisted around and looked at him with a wordless question in his eyes.

"Can you help me get there? And you know, stay there?"

From creased, his brows went sky high at his request. "You want to take a shower together?"

"I want... to fill the bathtub with warm water and I want you to be there."

"Like sitting there as you enjoy your bath?"

"Like joining me into the freaking bathtub."

"Oh." Jeongguk would be lying if he said that he wasn't shocked by this. Taehyung yelled at him before for being nice, and then he was asking for his help. He couldn't understand what was happening.

"You know what? Forget that I opened my mouth," Taehyung frantically said since the younger stayed mute for too long. He pushed himself off the bed, hissing in pain, but he at least managed to rise to his feet. Fuck, I can't walk. I literally can't walk, he chanted in his head as distress sprawled on his face.

He whined once he took a tiny step, but the next moment an arm was wrapped around his waist and another around his thighs. His brain needed a few seconds to process that Jeongguk just lifted him and carried him towards the bathroom.

Taehyung draped his arms over his nape for support and unconsciously buried his face into the crook of his neck. "Thank you," he uttered against his skin so softly Jeongguk almost didn't hear him.

"It's not a big deal," he answered, hushed and velvety, and although it really wasn't, a faint smile tugged at his lips by his gentle 'thank you' as he held him securely in his embrace.

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