Taehyung felt the bud hardening under his breath and smiled a little. He placed a small kiss on it and nuzzled the warm chest. Jungkook hugged him closer and sighed when the familiarity of the situation fell on his heart. This is normal, they are normal. 

Although he was a tad bit disappointed, he wanted nothing else but his husband to rail him into the covers but he can wait. 

They are in no rush and he wanted to make things comfortable enough for Taehyung to live normally in their home, just like before. He wants to fix everything and that's why he decides to drop the work for a while. He needs this alone time to focus on his husband, their marriage and their love.

He wants to show Taehyung how much he means to him and also, wants to live in his arms until he becomes strong enough to face the world again. Only Taehyung can make him feel at home. He is his home, his safe place to sleep peacefully, a happy place to love and be loved.

He wants to be his safe place…again. Where his husband could let himself loose.

Running these kinds of thoughts in his mind, again and again, Jungkook didn't realise when he fell asleep. 

Two hours passed and it became too hot for Taehyung to breathe properly. He pulled a little away from Jungkook and lifted the sweater to tuck his head out of it. There was still a blanket covering them, he stirred a little and his hands retracted back to push his hair away from his face.

Still hot. His face was burning, he was sure it had become red by now. Arching his back a little, Taehyung pulled his t-shirt out and placed it outside of the blanket. He sighed in a little relief.

But sometime later, he felt hot again. Maybe the sweater Jungkook was wearing is creating more warmth inside the quilt. So he decides to remove it as well. 

He found the sweater already hunched up over his chest so it was easier to just pull it up over his head. Everything was black under the covers so, with an estimation of touch, Taehyung combed Jungkook's hairs backwards from his forehead.

He kept combing until his hand rested on Jungkook's nape. The skin was soft, too soft that Taehyung doesn't know when his hand starts tracing the supple cheeks of the younger. His fingers brushed against the nose and a smile formed on his lips.

Trailing a finger down to the nose, Taehyung's hand found the moistest pair of lips, and an urge ignited inside him to suck away all the moisture and leave them dry. Dry to get moistened again.

Taehyung leaned closer and kissed his sleeping husband. Cupping his face from one side, Taehyung tilted his head to kiss deeply. 

Jungkook felt a tongue rubbing against his lips and just by the routine of their old days, he parted his lips and welcomed the lips over his. 

However, the confusing moan Jungkook made was too cute for Taehyung. He heard soft hums of pleasure when he started sucking the moisture away from the lips. His tongue penetrated the lips and latched over the lush muscle inside, both tongues played on each other until Taehyung felt Jungkook's hand on his waist pulling him closer.

He rolled to his position and straddled the younger under him, tugging at the lips before pushing the tongue deeper. Jungkook groaned when he felt the suction on his lips start increasing, his heart flipping in somersaults of pleasure. 

Taehyung pulled away and rubbed his thumb over Jungkook's swollen lips. 

Both of them couldn't see anything, unaware of their expressions of each other. They can only feel the touch. 

Taehyung pulls away from Jungkook and slides over his left side. His hand found a place over his neck and Jungkook arched his back when he felt Taehyung trailing that hand down to his torso.

Feeling the abs down to his waist, the hand stopped at the edges of the boxer. Jungkook bit his lips to control himself when he felt Taehyung sliding down his body towards the end of the bed, he stopped right in front of his breath.

A gasp left his lips when Taehyung pulled him sideways and pushed his face over his boxers, nuzzling his nose with the hardening length of his cock. The more Taehyung nuzzles, the harder he gets. 

"P-please." Short breaths fell out of his lips when he heard Taehyung inhaling deeply into him, humming so hotly that Jungkook would lose his mind. 

Taehyung kept breathing the thin fabric and nuzzled his face, his left hand slid down from his waist and cupped the back of his thigh, lifting his one leg and raising it until it got placed over his own head. That gives Taehyung more excess and he pushes himself more into Jungkook.

It was as if Jungkook was choking Taehyung's head in between his thighs, he moaned loudly when slender fingers pulled down his boxers from one side, revealing the mushy junction of his pelvis and thighs, Taehyung lunged forward like a hungry man and bit down the first hickey right over it.

He nibbled the skin with his front teeth and sucked slowly, sending the sensations all over their bodies. His tongue was playing as an ointment by using saliva after each mark he felt behind Jungkook's skin.

Jungkook roamed his one hand in the darkness and when his fingers slid in between the soft curls of his husband he clutched on them, raising his hips to guide his husband to the very centre of his crotch.

Taehyung pushed down the boxers with his nose and his opened mouth nibbled on the hard tip of Jungkook's cock. He discarded the boxers very slowly, taking them down from the smooth legs of the younger before kicking them out from the blanket.

His hand came up and stroked the hard cock hoisting it up so that he could lick the luscious balls with his tongue. His face was still pushed in between the godly thighs and Taehyung wanted nothing more. 

He was stimulating the tip with his fist using the precum as the lubrication while his tongue was roaming down the places that had Jungkook moaning throatily.

Jungkook found Taehyung's right hand that was tucked under his head, he yanked it towards him. Mouth searching for something, gum itching and tongue felt empty until he pushed two fingers down to his throat. He hummed in relaxation when Taehyung played with his tongue by holding it in between his fingers, rolling them deeper.

Jungkook thrust his cock into the fist when he felt a tongue brushing against the rim of his hole. The tongue was putting pressure until it ran through the tight walls. And his moans vibrated around the slender fingers of his husband.

Jungkook sucked the finger, pressuring his lips to close and moving the tongue to rub at the edges of his fingers. The more he sucked, the more he felt his husband's tongue inside his hole.

Jungkook squirmed as the pleasure was becoming too much when Taehyung started tugging at his tip, index finger finding the opening of the penis and with each grind it increased the stimulation by ten folds.

Jungkook breathed out when Taehyung pulled out his fingers and replaced the tongue with them. The younger sighed in relief when the finger nestled deep inside his hole, not moving, just staying there, putting a rigid weight over his prostate. 

However, he wasn't prepared when his cock got engulfed by a pair of lips and slid down into a warm throat. It made his eyes roll back in ecstasy. 

Taehyung pushed his finger deeper and placed his thumb right onto the swelled balls of his husband before taking his cock more into his mouth. His throat grumbled, sending the tip of the cock harsh vibrations. He sucked it like a man starving for years. 

Jungkook's thrusts start to pick up the pace when four fingers start pondering his prostate. He fucked the throat of his husband while holding him down with his hands.

Taehyung holds his tongue against his throat in such a way every time Jungkook pushes his cock in, the opening of his cock strikes right onto the tip of the tongue. 

"Arghh fuck fuck." The voice was low but it still resonated inside the blanket. Jungkook was close and Taehyung knew as he sensed the weight of the cock on his tongue getting heavy. 

He placed his other hand on the clear area of the younger's chest, moving across it until his fingers brushed against the hard buds. He rubbed the nipples with his thumb, rolling it in between his fingers again and again until Jungkook was sweating his hands away from overstimulation. But Taehyung sucked more deeply and Jungkook cursed before cumming right into the deep throat of his husband.

His body was still shuddering under Taehyung's as he felt the tongue cleaning the cum lick after lick.

Taehyung pulled out his fingers and after sucking the last hockey on the inner thigh of the younger, he pushed his body upwards. He smiled when he felt Jungkook's lips on his instantly, burning with urgency.

He flushed his husband's naked body against his chest and kissed him deeply. Their kisses were long and soft, pulling away to muzzle each other before diving into another kiss.

"You came very little. Why?" Taehyung whispered into his ear, breathing so hot that Jungkook might get a hard-on again.

"I haven't touched myself for a long time." Jungkook reasoned by whispering as well.

He heard the low hum of his husband just under his ear, " I will change that, soon."