Quod Sentit Bonum

It Feels Good

Jungkook stopped making circling motions on his injured abdomen when his skin felt dry, and as he lowered his shirt, he heard Taehyung seating on the couch, he looked up at him as he stood from the floor and found that Taehyung had taken off his suit jacket as he finished folding his sleeves over his elbows.

Something about that way of dressing was both chilling and alluring for some reason. Jungkook was in between endearment and shyness as he walked to the couch.

When he was in front of it, he stopped. Taehyung looked up, smiled, and patted the spot on his left. Jungkook sat down right beside him, their thighs rubbing together, and didn't know what to do with the arm closest to him so he just wrapped it around his middle. Taehyung's arm went over his shoulders and he giggled involuntarily as he leaned to Taehyung's side.

- Ok, - Started Taehyung. - I have too many questions for you, it might even feel like an interrogation. -

Jungkook chucked again and lifted a hand to his cut lip, he was looking down at their thighs together as he listened to Taehyung's voice close to his ear.

- Ask away, I have questions too. - He rested his head back on Taehyung's arm. And then lifted it again, only to bounce it back down and move it around, feeling the bicep with the back of his head.

- What are you doing? - Taehyung laughed.

- Is that your bicep? - He asked shamelessly and Taehyung's laugh continued.

- ¿Yes? -

- Damn, that's a rock. You do lift weights, don't you? - Jungkook turned and found him hiding his face with his other hand. - Ask me, ask me. What questions do you have? - He said with a smile and he wiggled a little in his seat trying to get even closer to him. Taehyung took a deep, stabilizing breath.

- Ok. Amm. Should I start with the deep questions or the not-so-deep? -

Jungkook thought for a second and decided that it'll be worse if they postponed the deeper questions for another time. But then, he thought again.

- Let's leave the deeper questions for nighttime. I feel... better in the dark. - He looked down and played with the hem of his shirt while

- Very well. Then tell me about your friends, that... Leonardo? -

Jungkook smiled as he nodded.

- Yes, Leonardo Bellamy, and Emily Davis, though I don't know why she wasn't there. - He didn't see her when they left to go to the office. - I'm glad she wasn't there to see it. - He paused. - Or maybe thinking it better, it would've been great to have her there, she's very good at stopping conflicts and calming us down. Leo has... quite the temper. - He snorted but underneath there was a grimace. - Who am I to talk? I have quite the temper. Emily has always been able to stop us even if it's just by grabbing our arms or just looking at us. -

- I met both of them when I was twelve in my seventh year. I was known for... being a troublemaker, so no one really liked me. Then, in my seventh year, I stopped everything, and they arrived. Leo was a little famous himself with how easily angry he could get, we met sometimes in the Principal's office; and Emily was not very talked about, she was only known for being very sweet with everybody. She had become friends with Leo when they were toddlers and had been together ever since. And she was the one who approached my table when the teacher said: "group project". - He smiled.

- She's still very sweet, and she likes to take care of people. She was a lifesaver when she came into my life. And then Leo. We had our disagreements at first, he felt like I was taking Emily away from him, but then... he became my brother, a real brother; and a parent too sometimes. His character is a strong one, that's why we call him Leon sometimes, it means Lion in Spanish. He had to learn how to be responsible from an early age so he was the parental figure when Emily wasn't. -

- That had been one of the best years of my life, and it still is. Then everything went to shit when I had to move away. - He shook his head. - My father had been offered the post of Headmaster of Evanthe, my mother a professor. Of course, they were going to take it, it had been their life's ambition since before I was even thought of. So we had to move to Bradford, and I had to leave behind... my happiness. - He felt Taehyung get a little startled but continued. - That's what I left behind, Leo and Emily had been the literal light of my sky and I had to get away from them, but noooo I was "being a brat", "making a tantrum", and "crying for no reason". - He laughed bitterly, leaning closer to Taehyung. - And then my parents dared to ask me what was wrong two months later when they saw the toll it took on me. That's why it took intervention for me to warm up to them and tell them what I needed. And for them to listen and believe it. -

- After that, Leo and Emily were able to visit me every holiday and vacation. Which was the only thing that could keep me sane. - He muttered the last bit as he fiddled with the hem of his shirt, not entirely comfortable with saying that particular truth. - Now Leo's studying law and Emily's psychology. Leo took his parents' route, they're both lawyers too, and acclaimed ones, so they were always busy, that's why he had to grow up faster, he had to be always careful in the streets, his parents' job was kind of dangerous for him. Emily's parents are both doctors, so she had to take care of his little brother, that's why she's so maternal sometimes. She gives me hugs every time I need one. I think she was the first person to ever give me a real hug when I was fourteen. -

- And... I don't know what else to say. - He smiled and looked sideways at Taehyung, realizing just how close they were. His breathing stopped as he saw Taehyung's compassionate eyes so close.

- I'm happy you have good friends. - He gave Jungkook a little smile.

Jungkook turned his head away, smiling as well.

- I want to know about your friends too. - He said silently, their closeness gave a sense of security and intimacy, but the apartment was so big and flooded with light that he felt exposed even if the sin was getting lower.

- I'll answer your questions tomorrow. Let me ask you tonight. - The arm on Jungkook's shoulders moved and then he felt Taehyung's hand hugging him closer, making him smile. Feeling his face heating up, he rested his head on Taehyung's shoulder and looked down at their knees.

- Ok. Ask. - He felt comfortable like this.

- Was that last one considered a deep one? -

- No. -

- Would it be deep if I ask you about your siblings? - Jungkook thought that one over, but didn't have anything to say.

- Not really, we weren't that close. Amelia is the oldest one, she's twenty-eight right now and is living in London with a boyfriend or something, she's a very famous... architecture... something like that. I do know that she's working with Kim Metallurgical Enterprize, but nothing more. My brother is the middle one, he's Yungssoo Junior, but we just call him Junior. He's twenty-five, a lawyer, no girlfriend since that would "tie him down too soon", and he was always the one I was compared to most of the time I did something wrong, which was very often. I have more bad memories with them than good ones, or more like I don't have too many memories with them, they were always busy just like my parents so... Only recently, we have been having much more family time. We get together three days every vacation and we play board games or... they make fun of how I can't throw a ball or catch it right and I get smashed in the face with it. Yes... good times...-

He shrugged and grinned, not having anything else to say. Deep down knowing that he didn't want to talk about them. Cautiously he looked to the side, making sure of how close Taehyung's face was, and then turned his head completely. He looked slightly up at him and saw him conflicted, or confused. Jungkook frowned.

- Am I allowed to say that I don't like your siblings? - Taehyung asked.

Jungkook moved his face away to chuckle and then moved it back in.

- Yes. - He rested his head on Taehyung's shoulder as he looked up at his eyes. Now, this was being close, it felt... kind of good if Jungkook's honest with himself, it did, looking up at Taehyung while being this close was a gift he couldn't believe he had. And Taehyung looked down at him with just as much affection.

- I'm glad then. Let me think the next one. - He said quietly and Jungkook looked behind Taehyung to the window. It was darker now, but there was still light. - When was the first time you painted a man? -

- Nope, that's deep. - He said that as soon as Taehyung finished asking; heartbeat rising and averting his eyes.

- Ok, later then. -

- Oooooh, now I regret my decision. - He closed his eyes as Taehyung laughed beside him and felt him hugging him closer.

- Let me think. - Taehyung said.

Jungkook opened his eyes and looked down at their thighs, it felt good to be this close, but a part of him was afraid what happened earlier at the library might happen again, so he felt conflicted.

He wanted to feel that again, it had felt unbelievably good, but he was still unsure. He knew what had happened but he wasn't quite sure of that new discovery yet, it had been so fast and fleeting that he didn't have time to think about it. And he hated not being able to just... do it and feel it again. It had felt so good.

- Any past relationships? -

Jungkook let out a chuckle.

- With everything that I've told you about me, do you think I've had? -

- Well... maybe not, but I thought that Emily--

- That Emily is my friend and I've never seen her as anything more than that. No girl liked me at school, no one liked me at school, and I was much more preoccupied with being miserable than finding a date. Subsequently, girls can be kind of scary sometimes. Like, when they're in packs and they all see you with disgust, - He shook his head. - that made me feel like a slug sometimes. Or when they're too materialistic, asking how much money parents make or how many vacation houses someone owns, I hate that. And they never had an interesting topic of conversation to eavesdrop on, they were always talking about boys or hating on other girls or gossiping about some famous person, and the smart girls were always so loud, bragging about how smart they were, so no chances there. But the thing I hated the most was when they walked around thinking they were the most beautiful girls in the school, them using thick makeup over all their insecurities–I went off topic, sorry. - He straightened up a little when he realized and covered his mouth with both hands. Taehyung chuckled.

- Don't worry. I like to hear what you think. - Taehyung turned his torso slightly to face Jungkook a bit more and took one of his wrists with his other hand, successfully making Jungkook lower his hands. - And I really, really, really-- I'm gonna say something reckless so don't repeat it, ok? - Jungkook got curious and he smiled expectantly at Taehyung as he nodded. - I really hate every single one of them for how they treated you. And this is reckless because I'm hating on children while being a teacher, but hey, it's the truth. - Jungkook laughed and couldn't help but hug Taehyung by the torso with one arm. - How dare they not like you when you are so... - He seemed to be unable to find the right words so he just hugged Jungkook tight, and suddenly, with both arms.

Jungkook doesn't know how it happened, he didn't even know if it was himself or Taehyung or unconsciously both at the same time, but he ended up being hoisted on top of Taehyung's lap, with his knees at either side of him.

They had one moment of complete shock just looking at each other, Taehyung with his arms still around Jungkook and Jungkook holding himself on Taehyung's shoulders.

One second later, Jungkook threw himself sideways back on the couch and hid his giggling and blushing face behind his hands.

- Talking about recklessness. - He said between laughs.

- You can do it again if you want. - Jungkook gasped and looked at a laughing Taehyung, then smacked him in the shoulder. - Isn't this dark enough for you? - Taehyung motioned around them and, as Jungkook saw, he realized it had gone darker, it was civil twilight. He looked back at Taehyung, trying to suppress a smile.

- ....Are you sure? - He felt insecure all of a sudden, and how wouldn't he when they were talking about him sitting on Taehyung's lap? But, as calm as ever, Taehyung opened his arms in welcome.

- You can do whatever you want. -

What a powerful sentence. With Taehyung he could do whatever he wanted. And he wanted this, he did, the only thing that was keeping him in place was the fear of the unknown, he had no idea what to do if what happened at the library happened again, he doesn't want to run away to his room like before, he wanted to stay.

He'll do it. Oh, this will be the most reckless he'll ever be in all his life of wrongdoings, and it might just be the best worst thing of them all.

- Ok. - Jungkook kneeled beside him while Taehyung rested his arms on the back of the couch on either side of him, giving him a clear way. Jungkook grabbed his shoulder and was leaning in, but Taehyung's gaze was too strong and full of bright emotion, so he stopped. - Could you like, not look at me? Close your eyes or something, please. - They chuckled and Taehyung complied, closing his eyes still with a smile. - Ok. - He murmured.

He looked down at his destination and lifted his leg to then pass it fast and without thinking over Taehyung's thighs. But didn't sit down. Instead, he looked at Taehyung's face while holding his shoulders. This felt so... inappropriate? No, intimate on another level. He had his legs open right in front of Taehyung, he was on top of Taehyung. This felt way different than laying on top of him.

- You can sit down. - Taehyung's grinning face let out a chuckle, still with his eyes closed and his arms perched over the back of the couch.

Jungkook giggled. This is madness. Softly he sat down as far from Taehyung's pelvis as he could. He looked at Taehyung's face, his eyes still closed, and his smile had gone now but there was no discomfort in his features, it was almost like he was assessing the feeling.

Jungkook blushed.

- Why haven't you opened your eyes? - He asked in a small voice.

- You haven't allowed me to. - He replied just as silently with a tiny smile.

Jungkook giggled as his stomach filled with butterflies.

- Then don't open them just yet. -

Taehyung murmured an agreement and then Jungkook stared at him.

The faint glow of the falling sun made a cold blue light touch everything in sight, including Taehyung's face. Right here, beside the tall windows, Taehyung's face looked just as soft as if made of cotton. Jungkook slid his hands up Taehyung's shoulders and neck to reach his face and held him, caressing his cheeks with his thumbs. He detached one hand from his face and, with the tip of his finger, traced an eyebrow. Softly. Tenderly. Then, with that same finger, he traced the eyelashes of that eye. It felt soft like a feather. He traced his finger down his cheek and found a tiny mole right where he himself had a scar. He caressed his way down to Taehyung's lips and his movements became slower. He went beneath his bottom lip and the skin there was even softer.

His stomach was so full of butterflies, his skin was tickling with enjoyment. He felt himself calm and at peace just marveling at the beauty in front of him. Not even in statue could he be as perfect as he was right now. His physical beauty was just a half of a whole. Jungkook caressed and caressed, feeling his face and not finding any flaw in the smooth skin, to which he smiled. Then, he traced both hands up to his hair, touching at strands here and there with only his fingertips, not wanting to disturb what already was a perfect hairstyle of fluffy brown hair, some strands were naturally lighter, and it was shorter in the back and longer in the front where his hair fell in waves beside his forehead, he took some strands and tucked them softly behind his ears, then traced the curve of his ears down to the earlobes and kept going, tracing the jawline, then down the strong neck, to finish again on his shoulders.

He stayed still for a while, taking in the feelings overflowing every part of him, not knowing what they were or what they meant, but feeling calm just knowing none of them bore any harm. He felt so much affection for the man in front of him. So much affection. Jungkook brought a hand to his own lips, gave a tiny kiss to his own fingers, and then, with all the affection in his chest, placed his fingers on Taehyung's cheek. With a smile, he let his hand fall again on Taehyung's shoulder and took a deep breath.

- You can open them now. - He said in a near whisper. Slowly, Taehyung opened his eyes, and Jungkook saw that they were glossy and full of emotion. He almost got concerned, if it hadn't been for the soft smile Taehyung gave him. Taehyung didn't say anything, he just looked at Jungkook with nothing less than adoration.

- Can I hold you? -

Jungkook nodded and Taehyung lowered his arms from the back of the couch to slowly make his way to Jungkook's waist, grabbing it with his hands. Jungkook took a deep breath and grinned a little.

- Do you have any more questions? - He asked and started to trace his fingers back and forth on Taehyung's shoulder, feeling the button-up shirt and the strength beneath the fabric.

Taehyung chuckled softly.

- Any more? I want to know everything about you. - Jungkook blushed, smiled, and averted his eyes to his own hands. - Tell me, - Jungkook looked up at him. - when was the first time you painted a man? - He asked softly and caressed Jungkook's waist with his thumbs. Jungkook took a deep breath, the smile going, and looked out the window thinking.

- I was sixteen. - He grimaced at the memory. - I could paint a female body perfectly and I had found beautiful women to inspire me, but the window of inspiration was too narrow and it was getting a bit... boring. - He paused for a moment, looking out at the darkening sky, and then continued with a frown. - The first time I painted a man wasn't because he was beautiful, but because the lighting was right. I was in a public library, just passing time and walking around when I saw him. He was sitting alone at a table next to the window reading a book and taking notes on a notebook, wearing glasses and a blue button-up shirt. And the thing that caught my attention was how the light of the window passed through his glasses, illuminating the eye that was on the side that was all immersed in shadow. Only the blue of his eye shone within the dull colors where the light didn't hit. - He sighed.

- It was sudden and I didn't think about it before I did it. And I drew him. - He shook his head. - At first, I sat down thinking "I'm just going to paint the eye and then I'll do it on a girl". Next thing I know, I have painted him, the chair, the table, the books, the widow, and the view. When I realized what I had done, I ran away to my house, got to my room, and locked myself inside. - He took a deep breath and shook his head, feeling tense all over. - I didn't feel safe leaving it in my room so I took the drawing notebook with me to school. How stupid of me. I went to the rooftop and took it out for a moment to see it in the sunlight as I hadn't seen it since I finished it... and then all of a sudden I heard a gasp behind me... - He shook his head worse than ever and covered his face with his hands. - It was the leader of the group of boys I used to fight with. I felt like a monster. -

- You're not a monster. - Taehyung said, seriously. But Jungkook only shook his head. - Jungkook. - He tried to get his hands away from his face but Jungkook wouldn't stop. - Please, look at me, Jungkook. - Taehyung caressed his hands until Jungkook took them away from his face and then Taehyung held his face looking straight into his eyes. - No monster could ever be like you are. -

- I literally have a busted lip, how could you say that? - He chuckled sadly but Taehyung didn't grin.

- If you're a monster... then so am I. - He said with finality. Jungkook frowned, shook his head, and held Taehyung's face.

- No... no you're not, what are you saying? You're the most... - He couldn't speak, there were so many emotions. - The most... - He was gentle, kind, honest, caring, strong... Taehyung was so much and so much more. There were so many emotions in his chest, so many feelings, and all of them were so strong just trying to get out of his chest. He couldn't handle all of it, so he hugged Taehyung around the neck. Taehyung hugged him tight to his chest and he didn't care if his injury hurt him, he didn't care if he was sitting over somewhere he shouldn't be.

He loved this feeling. He was held... as he had never been held before. So tight to Taehyung's body like they had never been before. He could feel the drum of Taehyung's heart right in his chest, he could feel his warmth all around him, feel his arms hugging him tightly around his back, one hand around his waist the other on his shoulder blade, hugging him tight like he didn't want to let go, like he felt just how Jungkook was feeling, like he was just as desperate to be close to Jungkook as he was to be close to Taehyung.

- I adore you. - Taehyung murmured right in his ear. Inside Jungkook, there was a warm current flowing through him, down his spine, up his stomach, and to his heart. He took a deep breath.

- How can I feel the same way when we just met? - He whispered the question more to himself, but Taehyung's ear was right below his mouth so he heard it all.

- ...Destiny. - Taehyung whispered, but that word alone carried all the feelings he had in it. Taehyung believed it was destiny, and he hugged Jungkook even tighter. Jungkook looked unseeingly behind Taehyung.

He couldn't help but feel a bit depressed when such happiness was right there in front of him.

- Destined... to be forced apart? How can this be destiny when we're not free? - He looked down at Taehyung's hair and the tip of his ear, and placed his lips on it, feeling the skin there and drowning in the despair of their future.

- We are free, Jungkook. When we're together I feel free, I feel like myself again, and I really could care less about the world when I'm holding you, all their rules and expectations, they don't matter when I see your smile, when I hear you laugh. I don't feel any tie holding me back when I caress you. The only thing that stops me is your word because you are all that matters when we're together. I'm the worst monster of them all because I find you the most beautiful Gardenia I've ever seen and I want to keep you forever. I want to show you my kids, to show you where I grew up, to give you nothing but all the love you deserve. I want to be free with you forever. -

Jungkook leaned back a little to be able to see Taehyung in the eyes with his own glassy ones. Taehyung was looking at him with honesty, with adoration. How can this man say all of this? How can Jungkook's heart feel so elated and emotional by his words? Three days... Only three days... That's unheard of, that's a fairy tale or fake news, that never happens in real life. And yet, Taehyung was being honest, he meant every word he said, and Jungkook believed him in his heart.

Jungkook held his face and caressed his cheeks with his thumbs.

- I also feel like I can be myself with you. - Taehyung smiled. - I've been wanting to keep you since the moment we met. - He smiled as Taehyung's smile grew, but then his smile started to fall as he thought of what he would say next. - But you know that, realistically speaking--

- No... - Taehyung whispered desperately and then hid his face in Jungkook's neck, holding him tight. - No, please, don't. I know. I know the world doesn't work that way, but--

- You have a wife... -

- I've never been in love with her, never. We're just together because of the kids and the law. You are everything I ever needed and more. -

Jungkook placed his hand behind Taehyung's head and brushed his hair with his fingers. He had suspected they were still together for nothing more than the law, but hearing Taehyung talking about it so desperately, trying to make him understand that he can't let go of him... Jungkook was split right in the middle, one side was telling him, reminding him, warning him that they could never be together forever, and the other part was...

Ecstatic. Hearing someone else saying how much they wanted to keep him, hearing someone else telling him how much he was wanted, was such a great feeling, hearing Taehyung telling him how he needed him made his heartbeat rise, hearing how he preferred Jungkook over a woman that was already his made his skin heat up, feeling how Taehyung's arms were holding him tight like he never wanted to let go made him hold Taehyung even tighter to him.

Being wanted like this, that's what he had been missing, what he had been craving, what he had been fighting and screaming and making a ruckus for, what he wanted since he tried to hug his father when he was five, what he was looking for every time he hugged Emily: Being wanted like this. Being wanted like this... He wanted to hear more of it.

- Why do you need me? - Jungkook whispered into Taehyung's ear, and they were so tight together that he could feel how a slight tremor went down Taehyung's back. He smiled. There was something about being able to make Taehyung react this way that made him feel good.

- To be happy, and be free. To be me again. When I'm with you I feel like the wild child I used to be. Running through the trees, feeling the breeze, with not a care in the world. With not a single care in the world. -

Taehyung slid his hands from where they were around Jungkook, slowly up his back to his shoulder blades and then down to his waist. That touch was nothing like the ones before when he had caressed his back with his fingertips, this was open palmed sliding up and down his back, keeping him tight to his chest.

Jungkook lost his breath and his eyelids fluttered shut. Feeling Taehyung's hands going up and down the curve of his back, feeling how Taehyung wanted to touch him like that, being wanted like that, was making him go slightly dizzy. He stopped Taehyung's hands on his waist, holding them there as he tried to catch his breath.

- I like that a little too much. - He whispered out of breath, and Taehyung let out a breath right on his neck, making him shiver.

- Me too. -

Jungkook opened his eyes and stared down at Taehyung's hair. The only light coming from the windows was the faint glow of lamps outside two floors down. The acknowledgment of it being dark but just bright enough for them to see each other, made his stomach fill with excitement. And hearing Taehyung trying to control his breathing after he had caressed his back like that made him bite his lip.

But he released it with a hiss and his hand flew to it.

Taehyung separated himself just enough for him to see Jungkook's face. He looked up at his eyes, down at his lip and how he was rubbing it with a finger to ease the pain, then up again. Taehyung swallowed dryly.

- What happened? - Taehyung asked and looked down at the finger rubbing at his lip like it was affecting him in some way.

- I bit down on it. - Jungkook answered in nearly a whisper, then swallowed again. There was a feeling right at the base of his throat that made him want to let out a sound, but he refrained from it. Taehyung's breathing stopped for a second, Jungkook felt it in his own chest, and then Taehyung looked up at him, his eyelids looking heavier.

- Why did you bite your lip? - He sounded more curious than anything and Jungkook felt how the grip on his waist got tighter and then eased, feeling his waist. Jungkook took a shuddering intake of breath while still trying to maintain eye contact.

- I... - He swallowed and brought the hand still gripping down on Taehyung's, up to his shoulder to hold himself. - It was unconsciously. - He murmured.

Taehyung's hands slid back up again like before and Jungkook closed his eyes. His fingers traced his bottom lip, out of breath again. Then, suddenly, he felt a fast, little kiss right on his injured cheek. He opened his eyes and Taehyung was where he had left him, but now he had a little smile on the corner of his mouth. Confused, Jungkook traced his fingers to the place where he had felt the kiss. Taehyung saw that, and leaned closer again, looking right at his cheek until he got there and left a kiss; a soft kiss right on his injured cheek. Jungkook couldn't feel any pain whatsoever, only butterflies.

Taehyung moved away again and looked him deep in the eyes. Jungkook grabbed his face with both hands and looked down at his lips, then up at his eyes. He didn't know what to do even if he knew what he wanted.

Instead of just going for it like he wanted to, he moved his hands from his face down to his neck and the back of it, and impulsively, out of curiosity, placed his nails against the skin to slowly drag them up into Taehyung's hair. Taehyung closed his eyes as his head tilted back and his shoulders raised. Then, he hissed and smiled, letting his shoulders fall as he straightened his head, biting his lip in full display and keeping his eyes closed.

To say that Jungkook was out of breath was an understatement. Taehyung's reaction had been the utmost sexiest thing he had ever seen in his life, the hottest, the most erotical, ever. He felt so strange, so different, he felt hot all over and tingles all over his skin, not only passing through but staying there, his heartbeat was fast and hard in his chest. A part of him knew what was going on, but the whole rest of him had not a single clue. This was the first time he had ever felt this way and the only thing in his brain right now was how good he felt, nothing else.

- That wasn't fair. - Taehyung's voice was deeper, and when he opened his eyes, Jungkook felt like prey. He never thought he would ever like to feel like prey, but here he was, dragging his nails back down the way they came to see if he got another reaction like that. Taehyung's head tilted back just a little bit. - Mhhh... - Oh, no, that sound again. Taehyung's deep voice tickled down Jungkook's back, along with his hands. - You're playing with fire right now. - Taehyung warned him with a smirk, and Jungkook felt that as a challenge, a game to win. He wanted more, he wanted more.

Jungkook's nails went down the back of Taehyung's neck, but he didn't stop them when they got to the neck of the shirt. Slowly, he went under it.

Taehyung swallowed, his smirk disappearing as he hissed again, tilting his head back, taking a deep breath, eyes never leaving Jungkook's craving and curious ones. Jungkook stopped going down when the shirt didn't allow him more, and a crazy thought came to his mind, "how would he look without the shirt?" Jungkook unconsciously tried to bite his lip again only to let go of it and closed his eyes in exasperation.

One second later, as he was retreating his hands up Taehyung's neck again, he felt a hand holding his face. Jungkook opened his eyes and saw Taehyung looking a little out of breath as he stared at his lips. But then he looked up at his eyes and smirked mischievously, making the hairs on the back of Jungkook's head stand on end. He's never seen that look on him.

The hand that Taehyung had on his cheek, slid down to his neck. He took a shuddering breath as he realized Taehyung was having his revenge. Grinning, he shook his head. But then, Taehyung slid his hand even lower over his shirt, slowly down his front. Looking down at the hand feeling his torso, his breathing stopped and then quickened. Taehyung had his other arm wrapped securely around him and he could see his own chest heaving, watching that hand move even lower.

His head was exploding. He felt so good, so incredibly good, the feeling of Taehyung's hand going down his body, the feeling of someone else touching his body like it was something to admire was making him want to bite something, or kiss something, or moan. The feeling at the base of his throat wanted to get out, he was feeling so good. Taehyung's hand was right at his upper abs where his injury was and he averted that place, going around it instead, and making Jungkook not only hot with pleasure but endearment too. But Taehyung's hand was low on him, passing his belly button and down. When Taehyung's hand was right over his v line, Jungkook stopped it, placing his own hand over it.

He was panting, looking at that hand and how low it was, feeling the burning trace it left on his skin, feeling his eyelids heavy and his head foggy with pleasure, it was the first time he experienced that much pleasure, oh how good it felt.

- That... was not fair. - Jungkook panted and then let out a chuckle. Taehyung's deep and slow laugh made him look up. He was looking at him with his eyes half closed, he looked so hot, so sexy. Jungkook let go of his hand to bring both of his up to Taehyung's face and smirked.

- Oh, no. What are you going to do? - Taehyung murmured with a faint chuckle.

Jungkook answered by tilting Taehyung's head back, revealing his neck in all its glory. One hand was left holding Taehyung's head in place by putting his thumb against his jawline, and, with the other one, he traced Taehyung's neck with a fingertip slowly going down. Feeling his throat and his Adam's apple, he saw how it bobbed, and then, when he got to his collarbone, he went up again. But, this time, with all five of his fingertips.

Taehyung's hand on his waist felt a little loose, he relished in the knowledge that he could make Taehyung go weak like this. Now again with his hand on Taehyung's chin, he placed his nails against the side of his yaw and started to make his way slowly down.

- Mh! - Taehyung's body jolted, but his head was still in place. Jungkook had a full view of how Taehyung swallowed and how his breathing stuttered in his chest. Oh, it felt so good to see him like this, so good.

Taehyung's neck was right in front of his face, and it looked so inviting. He'd been wanting to bite down on his injured lip all this time and now Taehyung's neck was right there in his hands. And, thanks to what happened at the library, he knew that the neck was quite a sensitive area.

Jungkook grinned.

He had one hand on the base of his throat and the other up on the other side, he leaned in right where it looked hard with muscle and placed a soft kiss in there. Taehyung's breathing stuttered, and he did it again. The soft, warm, skin felt very good on his sensitive lips, his injury hurt a little but the pleasure was distracting him from it, he gave a little kiss here and there, up and down Taehyung's neck, hearing him losing his breath with a grin. But then, curiosity kicked in, and he stopped giving small kisses to replace them with longer, open-mouthed experiments.

When he detached himself and heard the audible popping sound of a kiss, it only made his insides flutter. He gave another deep kiss like that, up near his ear, and then down near the base of the neck. His kisses got bolder as he heard Taehyung's breathing getting louder. Then, he sucked the skin on a place beneath the ear and Taehyung let out a little sound, like a whimper. He sucked again like that, and then again until Taehyung was grabbing the back of his head and pulling at his hair.

- Kooky... - He pleaded, out of breath. - Ko-Kooky... -

Taehyung's grip on his hair was tight and Jungkook knew that Taehyung wanted him to stop, so he gave one last little kiss to that particular spot and looked down on it. Was that a hickey? Jungkook smirked. He had just given his first hickey, he felt so proud of himself. He looked down at Taehyung's heaving chest and then leaned back just a little to see his face. His lips were parted and slightly shiny, and his eyes were dark and half closed, looking at him with desire. Jungkook had a sudden urge to tell him to take them both to the bed, but couldn't bring himself to say it.

Taehyung bit his lip and gripped Jungkook's waist tightly, then smirked. It's revenge time.

- Oh no. - Jungkook muttered, much more excited than scared.

Taehyung got close to his ear, right beside it.

- Tell me, Kooky. - Taehyung's deep, raspy voice in his ear made him shiver. - Do you have any idea what you're doing to me? - His hands went up and down Jungkook's back again, and Jungkook's arms went around Taehyung's shoulders, his eyes closing.

- What? - He asked, confused, unable to pay attention to what he said. He was more concentrated on how close Taehyung felt, they were chest to chest, shoulders to shoulders, and their mouths were right at each other's ears. Jungkook felt numb with pleasure. And then Taehyung chuckled, making him giggle.

- I asked... if you're aware of my current physical condition. - Taehyung's hands were sliding tightly up and down his back, his voice low and laced with humor.

Jungkook heard him this time but still couldn't understand what he meant. He tried to understand but Taehyung's hand moved down his side, down his hip, and to his thigh. Jungkook gasped and tilted his head back, his hands sliding down Taehyung's clothed, hard, back, pulling him even tighter to himself.

- My--... I can't concentrate... I can't think right now, just tell me. - Jungkook panted and felt how Taehyung's hand gripped hard on his thigh. - M-Mh... - He whimpered and heard Taehyung breathing deeply.

Then, Taehyung's forehead fell to his shoulder and his arms went around him, holding him tight. Jungkook had a second to breathe, and then Taehyung lifted his head again to his ear to whisper in a low, raspy voice,

- I'm hard. -

He knew what that meant, and he swallowed dryly. For some reason the knowledge that Taehyung was turned on made his pleasure increase. Taehyung was hard, and Jungkook felt giddy with pleasure. Then, a sudden idea popped into his head. It was maniacal, it was dangerous, it was reckless, it was evil, and he smirked with excitement and curiosity. Slowly, very slowly, and tentatively, he moved his hips onwards.

Taehyung gripped down on his hips very hard without a single sound. Jungkook was frozen, not only was he being held so tight he couldn't move but because he knew he was playing a dangerous game, so dangerous that it wasn't even a game anymore. But still, he wanted more, he wanted to see him, hear him, touch him, he was so curious to know how it felt to feel that good, and how it looked like when Taehyung felt that good.

Taehyung seemed to have frozen where he was with his head on Jungkook's neck and his hands on his hips. Jungkook, feeling like a daredevil, moved his hips again. Taehyung frantically wrapped his arms around him to hold him tight against him, successfully stopping him. Then Jungkook heard how he let out a hard breath and started to pant. He had been holding his breath. Jungkook smirked while he dragged his hands everywhere he could reach.

Taehyung then detached himself a little from Jungkook to look him in the eyes. Oh, he looked so turned on Jungkook wanted to... he wanted to...

Jungkook brought his hands from Taehyung's back to his shoulders and then to the neck of his shirt, slowly going down until he got to the first button.

- Don't even think about it. - Taehyung's voice made him shudder and gasp silently. He looked up at Taehyung's eyes with a playful innocence and Taehyung smirked. - Just what are you planning to do, hm? - Jungkook smirked a little out of breath and, as fast as he could, popped open the button. Taehyung's eyes widened with disbelief and he shook his head. - Well, if you want to play dirty I can do that too. - Jungkook saw those half-closed eyes and felt like prey again.

Taehyung neared his neck again and kissed it. Jungkook's eyes closed as he felt Taehyung's warm lips and breathing against his sensitive neck, up and down his neck. His breathing quickened and his hips moved involuntarily, making them both gasp. The closeness of their bodies made his groin rub against Taehyung's lower abdomen, making him dizzy. He had never felt that much pleasure. Taehyung kissed his neck again, trying to hold him still with his arms, but when he started to suck on one particular spot, Jungkook whimpered and his hips moved again making him gasp. This was so much. The closeness of Taehyung's body, the hard kisses on his neck, the involuntary shifting of his hips against Taehyung...

- S-Stop... - Jungkook panted. Taehyung stopped at once and leaned back a little. They were so close they could kiss, and they were looking at each other like they wanted to.

Jungkook looked down at Taehyung's lips and fiddled with the button he had opened, then looked back up at his eyes. He could feel how hard his own dick was, it was somewhat painful, but most of all pleasurable, he was so sensitive that any movement from his underwear made him shudder.

- Now you understand how I feel? - Taehyung said low, and Jungkook swallowed the moan that wanted to get out.

He felt intoxicated in the feeling of pleasure, and he nodded at Taehyung, his mind flooding with thoughts of Taehyung feeling like this, of him being hard, and most of all, how he was seated in that sensitive area. If only slightly moving his hips felt this good on him, how would Taehyung feel if he pressed down against him? Oh, would he feel good? Would he shudder? Would he moan? Jungkook dragged his nails down Taehyung's pecs. Taehyung jolted and let go of his hips to stop Jungkook's hands. Jungkook took his opportunity and slowly pressed his hips down in a circular motion.

Taehyung's eyes rolled back and he shut them tight, tilting back his head. His neck strained with the effort of holding his breath, and Jungkook kept rolling his hips shamelessly until Taehyung couldn't hold in his breath anymore. When he started to breathe, it was loud and uneven. He tried to stop Jungkook's hips by grasping them again, and Jungkook stopped, looking breathless at the scene in front of him. And when Taehyung saw him, he smirked.

- You like to see me desperate, don't you? - Jungkook nodded, and Taehyung chuckled. - What if I like to see you desperate too? -

Jungkook didn't know how to answer so he just stood still as he felt Taehyung's hands move from his hips down to his thighs.

Breathless, he looked down at one of them. Taehyung's big hand on his thigh looked good and felt even better. Then, he brought them back up, slower this time, and, just when the hem of his shirt started, his fingers went under it. Jungkook gasped as he felt Taehyung's touch on his skin. Taehyung went slowly up beneath his shirt and Jungkook whimpered, his hips moved, his eyes closed shut, and Taehyung's hands kept going up, up his back, holding him tight to his chest. Jungkook's head fell back and Taehyung went to his neck, but he didn't kiss him, he just brushed his lips against the skin and breathed on it, making Jungkook shudder.

The feeling of Taehyung's naked hands touching his bare skin was so intimate and so sexy. So good on his entire touch-deprived body. He straightened his head again, his mouth right beside Taehyung's ear, and, without warning, Taehyung made pressure on the small of his back, making his hips go forwards while his own rolled up against him. With closed eyes, they moaned. And stood still where they were.

- Logistically speaking, I think it's best if we stop here. - Taehyung panted. But Jungkook didn't understand a word of it.

- Logi--... What? - His mind was too preoccupied with his own hard-rock and sensitive groin that was brushing against the fabric of his clothes with every breath they took as well as the hardness he was sitting on and how it aroused him even more.

- You have to walk back to your room and it'll be uncomfortable with cum in your pants. -

Jungkook chuckled breathlessly. That had sounded so funny even if it was seconds away from being true. He got his lips close to Taehyung's ear.

- What if I don't leave? -

Taehyung grunted and rubbed his hands up and down Jungkook's back, slowly moving his own hips again, making them both whimper. Jungkook was so ecstatic knowing how much Taehyung wanted him. He loved it. He loved being wanted like this by Taehyung.

- No student is allowed to stay the night. - He said this with hate, and then kissed Jungkook's neck slowly, sensually, and illegally.

Jungkook closed his eyes.

- Mmm... But you make it so hard to leave... - He slowly rolled his hips making Taehyung moan low. Taehyung tilted his head back to look at Jungkook, they were both out of breath.

- I can't stop unless you tell me to. -

Jungkook placed both of his hands on Taehyung's chest and pushed until Taehyung's back was against the back of the couch, positioning them at an angle where Jungkook was tilted slightly on top of Taehyung. Jungkook looked down at his parted lips and then kissed his cheek, then his yaw, and his neck. His hands went low on Taehyung's torso, but slowly, feeling the curves of hard muscles and the strong heartbeat of a heaving chest. He kissed low until he reached the button he managed to open and then went up again, his kisses and his hands moving together until he reached his cheek once more. When that happened, he leaned back a little, holding himself on Taehyung's shoulders.

Taehyung looked so desperate, on edge, panting, looking up at Jungkook with a want and a need, a desire burning in his dark eyes, and yet, he wasn't doing any moves aside from caressing Jungkook's sides with his hands under his shirt, like he was holding back. Just the idea of Taehyung being able to do more made him dizzy. Jungkook hugged him around the shoulders and rested his face on the side of his neck, catching his breath.

- I don't want to go. - He whispered and felt Taehyung sliding his hands up and down beneath his shirt slowly as he sighed.

- I don't want you to go. But you have to. - He hugged Jungkook tight to his chest and rested his forehead on his shoulder. Jungkook's mind was getting slightly clearer now. - We'll see each other tomorrow if you want. - Jungkook heard that, but he was concentrating on something else.

- I feel so strange. - He giggled, hugging Taehyung even tighter.

- Strange how? - He asked, curious.

- I am... so hard right now. - He giggled again. Taehyung gasped slightly and his hands stuttered for a second, then he moved them down until he was holding Jungkook's hips.

- Yeah, I get it. - He paused. - What do you want to do? - He asked, uncertainly.

Jungkook had to think that one over. His mind was clearer now that Taehyung's hands weren't moving and he thought about their position. He knew by heart that he was not ready to take off any of his garments in front of other people so it'll be rude of him to take off Taehyung's clothes but not his own. But thinking about what he wanted to do logically was still a little hard to do when he felt giggly.

They could still... finish the job with their clothes on. But, as Taehyung had said, he'd have to walk back to his room and it'll be uncomfortable. But no reason for leave was stronger in his mind than the fact that this was the first time he'd ever had a conscious erection, all the other times, and they weren't that many, he had been sleeping. He had only ever cum once by choice and it hadn't felt good at all, but right now he had a full-on, hard rock erection that hurt in his jeans, he wanted to take this opportunity, and it'll be rude to himself if he let anybody else touch him before he did at least once.

He grinned.

- What do I want to do? - Turning his head, he kissed Taehyung's neck. Thinking about how it'll feel like when he touched himself was so arousing. Taehyung's hands grabbed his hips even tighter. - I'll do as you said and walk comfortably to my room. - He heard a faint chuckle and then sucked hard on a particular spot on Taehyung's neck that made him pant. Then when he detached himself, he whispered right in Taehyung's ear, with nothing but mischievous intentions. - And I'll have a very good alone time there. - He purred, trying to be as sensual as his inexperienced self could be.

Taehyung grunted as his hips moved up slowly, like he couldn't stop himself. Jungkook chuckled out of breath, loving how good it felt, loving how much his words affected Taehyung, loving how he could make another person weak with pleasure. Taehyung let out a deep breath and hugged him hard.

- See you tomorrow. - He said in a low, raspy voice. Jungkook chuckled with a shudder and kissed him on the cheek.

- Can't wait. -

As he heard Taehyung's faint chuckle, he pushed himself back while Taehyung's arms slowly unfolded from around his waist, and, when he was at arm's length, he took a moment to admire the beautiful mess that was Taehyung. Hair a little ruffled but still in place, shirt a little out of his pants, a button open, and half closed dark eyes that were looking at him as if they were assessing Jungkook's state as well. Jungkook grinned and, as fast as he could, gave a little peck on Taehyung's cheek, for then to lean to the side, getting off of Taehyung's lap, and sitting down on the couch, out of breath.

He felt so mind-numbingly good, so weak-legged good, he was grinning stupidly just feeling good all over. He looked down at his own lap and thanked the haves for his big black shirt as it covered his pelvis. Just thinking about what was underneath made him scratch his thighs with a hiss of pleasure.

Feeling movement by his side, he looked. But, just then, Taehyung kissed him on the cheek, holding the other side of his face to do it. Jungkook wanted to moan, he could only imagine how that same kiss would feel if it was on his lips. He grabbed Taehyung's wrist as he kissed him on the cheek again, and touched his strong forearm, sliding it up his bicep. His mind was full of thoughts of "How would it feel...? How would it feel...?" but his mind was set. And yet Taehyung moved down his neck, kissing and sucking his skin, making him close his eyes as he panted.

- Tae, you're making it hard to leave. - He whined, feeling his own hips moving on their own against air. Taehyung stopped kissing and rested his forehead on Jungkook's neck. He was breathless too.

- I'm sorry... You're just... irresistible. - He groaned and Jungkook opened his eyes, he was desperate now.

- I better go or I'll do something... - He trailed away as his hands moved up Taehyung's neck and down his chest.

- Yeah... -

Taehyung panted as Jungkook's hands went even lower, but before they could reach his lower abdomen he moved them back up again with a stabilizing breath and kissed Taehyung's temple, then pushed away until he was against the arm of the couch, far away from him.

They looked at each other with desire, but Jungkook, with all the strength he could muster, stood up. He straightened up his shirt, and voilà, no hard-on to be seen.

- I would accompany you to the door but... - Taehyung chuckled and bit his lip. - I'm rather comfortable here. -

Jungkook giggled and covered his mouth with one hand, unavoidably he looked down at Taehyung's lap, and there was a noticeable bulge in there making his cheeks fire up as he swallowed. Not only knowing that he had done that but also seeing it was so arousing.

- Ok. - He giggled again, and again with all the strength he could muster, and all the concentration he could put on his dark surroundings, he tried to walk to the door without tripping over his own feet.

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