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Christmas time was probably Taehyung's favorite time of the year. It was the only time he got to be with all the people that meant a lot to him.

The celebration consisted of his fathers and his grandparents, but this year happened to be the time his grandparents went to his aunt's house for the holidays to spend it with her family. Taehyung didn't mind, for he still had his dads, and Jeongguk was joining them.

Honestly, Jeongguk being with them made it just as special.

Siwon and Warren were wearing matching ugly sweaters; it was practically tradition for them. Every Christmas eve, they wore comfy sweaters, fluffy socks, started the fireplace, and baked holiday goods while they drank hot chocolate.

Taehyung was in the kitchen, rolling the cookie dough his dad made into balls on the sheet. Siwon told him he had to run out and help Warren set up the lights outside, leaving him alone to do most of it.

Jeongguk mentioned something about taking a shower, and the younger made a joke about having sex with him in there, which Taehyung denied right away— that wasn't going to happen.

Christmas was supposed to be innocent, not a horny holiday.

"Am I hot enough for you, Specs?" Jeongguk entered the kitchen and caught Taehyung off guard with a quick kiss, one that left his cool cheeks on fire.

He did this more often— the surprise kisses. It always got his heart jumping partly out of fear and adoration for the younger since he seemed genuinely entertained by the idea of scaring him with kisses.

"You gotta try harder," Taehyung chuckled, eyeing the younger up and down. He wore an oversized mahogany sweater and khaki pants, but what made his eyebrows raise was the fluffy reindeer socks he wore.

"Aren't they sexy?" Jeongguk gushed, wiggling his toes beneath the fluffy material.

"The reindeer socks are interesting," Taehyung said, feeling Jeongguk's arm wrap around his waist, pulling him close. "I don't think they're hot."

"Ouch Specs," The younger chuckled, his nose brushing against the edge of his jaw. "My reindeer socks are deeply offended. I think you owe them an apology."

"No I don't," He snorted. "They're toes. They have no emotions."

"C'mon don't be rude. Unless," Jeongguk hummed, "You just prefer my bare toes?"

"Bare toes?" He frowned a little, taking another chunk of dough and rolling it into a smooth ball. "Is that even a question?"

"What? That you have a toe fetish?"

"Wh— no. I do not have a toe fetish," Taehyung's nose scrunched together, truly disgusted as the younger chuckled into his ear, arms encircled around his waist and pulling him to his body.

"I was joking," Jeongguk kissed his cheek. He wondered if it was the holiday spirit that made the younger extra affectionate, or the fact he was making cookies and the idiot was trying to bribe him.

Maybe a mixture of both. After all, in the almost four months of knowing Jeon Jeongguk, he was like a big kid trapped in an awfully handsome and muscular (not that he was complaining) athlete's body.

"What do you want?" Taehyung sighed, shaking his head, though his lips were curled into a gentle smile as Jeongguk pulled away from him.

"Nothing. I just wanted to see you on this lovely Christmas evening," The younger said, leaning against the counter. "Want me to admire you from afar, Specs?"

"I think that's called stalking, but you do you," Taehyung rolled his eyes. "If you want to help, help instead of standing there."

"I can't touch the cookies," Jeongguk held his hands up when Taehyung tried to give him a piece of dough. "I was playing with the dogs. Yeontan was scaring them, so I decided to step in."

"You were playing with our dogs?" He raised an eyebrow at him. Jeongguk nodded proudly.

"Like a caring father, I came to the aid of our little son and helped him become friends with your family dogs," Jeongguk flashed him a crooked grin.

"Are you sure you weren't scaring them?" Taehyung teased, earning an eyeroll from the younger.

"Jeez, Specs. At least tell me you're proud of me," The younger jutted his bottom lip out, his arms crossing over his chest. Taehyung merely smiled, finding the way Jeongguk pouted like a little child absolutely heartwarming.

"I'm proud of you," The older murmured, leaning toward him and giving him a chaste kiss. "Now, can you wash your hands and start unwrapping chocolates?"

"You got it sir," Jeongguk saluted him and went to the sink. Taehyung couldn't help but notice the cute way he had a little bounce in his step when he came back to him, hands washed and smile wide on his lips.

"Can I ask what you got me for Christmas, Specs?" Jeongguk nudged his side as he unwrapped the candy wrappers off each chocolate.

"That beats the purpose of a surprise," Taehyung snorted. "If I tell you, it ruins everything."

"Well, can I tell you what I want?"

"Jeongguk, I already got it," He said, placing another ball of dough on the tray. Jeongguk rolled his eyes.

"Hear me out," The younger said. "For Christmas, I want candles. Lit ones. And I want it dark."

"Why do you want it to be dark?" Taehyung's brows furrowed. Jeongguk shushed him instantly, and of course, he had no choice but to listen. 

"It's gonna be dark, and then I want you there. You will be naked, with your legs spread out just for me, and I'm gonna be naked and we're gonna have sex!"

Taehyung choked, "W-what?"

"Okay, I'm not saying I want you for the sex because that is wrong. You are so much more than just a person I'd fuck," Jeongguk said, voice a little too loud.

Taehyung shushed him, scared his dads would overhear, and God, he wasn't ready for that talk with them. His dads were the least people he wanted to hear how sex worked from. Well, same thing with Jeongguk, for he made him watch porn to figure out how all this worked.

"M'just saying. It's just a gift idea for the both of us," Jeongguk shrugged, but he knew damn well the younger was smirking at him the moment his face started to heat up.

"And if I say yes?" It was Jeongguk's turn to freeze.

"Y-you're considering it?" He raised an eyebrow at him. "You actually want me to put my dick in you?"

"Don't put it like that, jeez," Taehyung rolled his eyes, trying to play it cool when his entire body was reacting the opposite way. Frick, was his heart supposed to be racing this fast? 

"Oh my god," Jeongguk blinked, setting the chocolate in his hands on the counter.

"I'm gonna gently fuck you in the ass tonight!"

"Who said it was going to be tonight?" He felt his throat swell, and he wasn't sure if it was panic or the fact Jeongguk was being ridiculous that made his chest tighten.

It didn't take long for the younger to realize he went silent. He refused to look at him, hearing him sigh softly before Jeongguk's hands reached over and cupped his face into his careful palms, tilting his head up so that he was finally looking at him.

"I won't do anything if you're not ready," Jeongguk murmured, stroking his cheek with the edge of his thumb. "But let me tell you, if you do make that decision, I'd never hurt you."

"Heard it hurts the first time," Taehyung mumbled, hating how his entire face felt like it was on fire. Every word that left his lips made him dumber. Jeongguk's features instantly softened.

"Bun," He whispered, the edges of his lips curving upward into a gentle smile. "I'll make sure to make it as painless as possible."

"You would?" The younger nodded.

"Promise," He said, thumb brushing the bottom of his lip. "If it hurts, I give you permission to strangle me."

"Um Jeongguk—,"

"—And I assure you I won't enjoy it for your sake."

"Oh god," Taehyung exhaled, his chest easing at his words. Jeongguk released his face, a deep chuckle rumbling in his throat as they returned to their work.

"But can I ask one last thing?" Jeongguk asked as he focused on trying to unwrap the chocolate without breaking the foil. Taehyung nodded.

"Can the reindeer socks stay on during sex?"

Taehyung punched his shoulder, and that was the end of the conversation.

While they finished up the cookies, rolling the dough into balls, unwrapping the rest of the candy, the and occasionally scolding Jeongguk when he ate the chocolate, Taehyung couldn't help but think.

Was he really going to have sex with Jeongguk?

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad, giving his virginity to Jeongguk. He was the only one he trusted it with, and he was pretty important to him, so it made sense they'd do it together, right? Plus Jeongguk would never hurt him, and he wasn't using him either.

Whenever his gaze fell on him, it slowly started to nake sense that he would give that part of him to Jeongguk. There wasn't a reason not to.

"Taehyung! Are you two in there?" He heard the front door open, Siwon calling out to them as he helped Jeongguk put the cookies into the oven.

"One second!" He shouted back, and when Jeongguk was done, he helped him up, quickly kissed him, and the two walked out of the kitchen together to meet up with his dads.

"Wait— stop! Don't move!" Jeongguk and Taehyung immediately froze by the door, wondering what was wrong while Siwon fumbled in his bag for something.

"Did we do something?" Taehyung asked, genuinely confused. He glanced at Warren behind his dad, silently asking him what was wrong, but the other dad merely gave him a thumbs-up.

"Papa, please," He begged Warren, "What's up? Did we burn something? Is everything alright?"

"Taehyung," Warren simply chuckled, his hand squeezing his husband's shoulder as he cursed to himself when he couldn't find what he was looking for. "Look up, sweetheart."

"Look up? What would— you did not," and there, exactly where Warren was pointing, was a bunch of mistletoe dangling from the door frame.

Jeongguk seemed to notice it, and he half expected the younger to make a big deal. He turned to see his reaction, hoping Jeongguk was just as shocked as he was, but the younger didn't seem to mind it. He was leaning against the door frame, staring at him with a stupid smirk he wasn't quite sure if he wanted to punch or kiss off right now.

Well, he didn't exactly have a choice. He had to kiss him— it was the rule of mistletoe.

"Mistletoe," Taehyung sighed, giving his dads a dirty look. "That's so gay."

"What do you expect?" Warren hummed, the laugh that rumbled in his chest, low. "We're all gay."

"Not cool," He mumbled, gaze flitting between Warren, who was giving them a thumbs-up, and Jeongguk, who seemed to not be bothered at all.

"C'mon baby, kiss him!" Siwon cheered, finding his polaroid camera that Taehyung noticed he seemed to adore lately. He held the camera up, waving at them to kiss. "Do it for the memories!"

"Jeongguk," Taehyung grumbled, turning to face him, brows furrowed and nose scrunched together. "Are you really okay with this?"

"Are you, Specs? It's just a kiss," Jeongguk winked at him, not failing to make his face burst into flames of red and pink.

"Not as bad as what we're gonna do later, right?" He added in a whisper, which only made Taehyung's heart fail to keep up with the situation.

"Just kiss him already!" Siwon rolled his eyes.

"Your dads are very supportive," Jeongguk mused, cupping Taehyung's face like he did earlier in the kitchen, gently pulling him close to him.

"They're just gay," Taehyung mumbled, "Very gay."

"I like them already," Jeongguk murmured, and before Taehyung could get in another word, he kissed him. Of course, he didn't kiss him long because he could tell Jeongguk didn't want to get beat up, but he kissed him.

Though no matter how short it was, behind his closes eyes he could feel that familiar jump of electricity, sparking a flurry of fireworks to erupt beneath his eyelids. It was always like that— a little festival of fireworks— whenever he kissed Jeongguk.

Never failed to make his heart tighten and swell, and color his vision with the illusion of thousands of different colors, flooding his senses with the jittery buzz of serotonin. Happy, that was what he was when the younger's lips were on his.

And when he pulled away, Taehyung's breath hitched seeing the familiar twinkle in his eyes that was missing for way too long.

Oh no.

"Perfect!" Siwon chuckle made them jump apart. The two of them walked side by side, their shoulders pressing into one another's as they joined Tae's dads in the living room.

"I'm gonna frame this," They all sat down around the fire place, the four of them leaning against the couch with their mugs of hot chocolate they left to cool on the coffee table.

"Frame it?" Taehyung asked, bringing the edge of his mug up to his lips while Jeongguk settled beside him, arm lazily draped over his shoulders.

"It's a monumental moment in history! Our baby has a boyfriend!" Siwon set the polaroid on the coffee table, tilting his mug at Jeongguk with a gentle smile.

Jeongguk and Taehyung exchanged awkward grins, knowing that neither of them knew what they were and didn't have the heart to tell them the truth.

It wouldn't hurt to go along with it, right?

"Oh, before I forget, Taehyung," He watched, brows drawn together as Siwon got up, half-jogging over to the tree and grabbing some presents from beneath the stack before returning back.

"It's Christmas eve, dad," Taehyung said, glancing between Warren and Siwon, wondering what was going on. At that, Warren cleared his throat.

"We have to pickup your grandparents from the airport really early tomorrow because your aunt's family came down with the flu," Warren explained.

"Are Grandma and Grandpa okay?" He asked, not liking the sound of that at all, specifically because the flu didn't treat older people well. Siwon nodded, handing Jeongguk and Taehyung the gifts that they got for one another.

"They're fine. My sister has everything covered," Siwon squeezed his shoulder briefly before returning back to where he sat with Warren. "We just want to be here to see you open your gifts!"

"How come we're not opening gifts from you?" Taehyung raised an eyebrow at them.

"Just because," Siwon grabbed his phone, leaning into a smiling Warren as he videoed the two boys. "Now go on, open your gifts!"

Taehyung gave the younger a look, only to be met with a shrug. He sighed, supposing it wouldn't be bad to open them early; after all, he was wondering what Jeongguk got him. Surprisingly, the younger was very good at keeping secrets.

"You should open mine first," Taehyung nudged Jeongguk's side, hugging his rectangle shaped gift to his chest. He found it absolutely adorable how the younger wrapped it in cute little dogs with little mittens and hats.

"What even is this?" Jeongguk held the small box up, lips curving into a giddy smirk as he ripped off the tape. Taehyung shrugged, stomach doing all kinds of flips watching the younger open it.

His present was wrapped in holiday volleyballs in festive colors, and he seemed to like it by the way his eyes widened and twinkled brighter than they ever had before. Jeongguk's crossed legs bounced up and down, eager to figure out what he got as he pulled the last bit off, gasping loudly.

"You bought me a star?"

"Yeah, I did," Taehyung chuckled, tucking his hair behind his ear as he watched the younger study it closely. God, it was cute how his lips were curved in an oval, eyes splayed wide with awe.

It was a rectangular black frame, and in the center is a little photograph of the star he managed to buy for him. He named it Jeongguk's Constellation, and beneath it in his own writing was a note in scraggly cursive.

How rare it was to find someone whose eyes shine brighter than the stars until I met you.

"No way! You bought me an actual star! Nobody's done that before," Jeongguk's voice softened once his gaze met the older's.

"Yeah, I did. You like it?"

"Of course I fuc— fricking love it!" Jeongguk changed his wording last minute realizing his parents were staring.

If it was possible, he noticed that the smile he wore on his lips stretched across his features even further, wide enough to expose his bunny teeth— the biggest, rarest of smiles Jeongguk could muster.

"I thought it would be appropriate for you to have one, since you have stars in your eyes," Taehyung murmured, seeming to completely forget anyone other than them existed whenever his stare fixated on the younger.

It was in the way Jeongguk giggled that captivated him, the sound fluttering sounded like stars being born. How his lips curved in a smile that radiated this warmth which reminded him of the sun, and the way his doe eyes twinkled like an endless galaxy, shining with thousands of different stars containing all kinds of different dreams and possibilities.

He made it practically impossible not to.

"God, Specs, I love this," Jeongguk murmured, staring down at the frame in his hands. "I'm gonna put it up in my dorm."

"I'm happy you do," Taehyung bit down on his lip, unable to keep himself from smiling as his cheeks flooded with warmth.

"You should open mine now," The younger said, carefully setting his frame on the lap. "I think you'd love mine too."

"Really now?" Taehyung chuckled, working at removing the pieces of tape carefully, unlike Jeongguk who gave up in trying to salvage the paper.

"Yup. I've always wanted to give you this, and now felt appropriate," Jeongguk nodded, scooting closer to him, their knees brushing against one another's.

As Taehyung carefully pried off the last of the cute dog wrapping paper, his heart immediately stopped in his chest, his own lungs refusing any oxygen. He lifted the top of the box off, setting it down as his tummy erupted with a symphony of butterflies.

"Y-you gave me your v-volleyball jersey?" He whispered in shock, unable to hear his own voice among the thrumming of his heart.

He swallowed, feeling like he was shoving a rock down his throat with his tongue as his fingers gently lifted the smooth material from the box. And there, folded in the bod was his jersey. Jeongguk's number stood out, the white numbers stark against the sleek black and red fabric.

"Always wanted to," The younger hummed, watching the older take it out and turn it around, unaware of the way his heart lept out of its confinement seeing Jeongguk's last name on the back.

"Y'know, my dream was to have my mother there, and it still is," Jeongguk said, fiddling with his fingers on his lap. "But I think dreams can be added to, right?"

"Of course," Taehyung whispered, running his index finger down the numbers stitched to the material.

"Well, I just wanted to tell you that it would be a dream come true if you come and watch me play, too," He murmured ever so softly.

"You being there would mean the world to me."

He didn't know what to say or feel, except that his heart swelled and every part of himself was drawn to the younger in that very moment.

He wanted nothing more but to be in Jeongguk's embrace, wanted nothing more but to feel Jeongguk against him. Feel his heart beating along with his own, feel his laughter rumble in his chest that never failed to evoke his own, and his gentle touch running down his arms.

There, he realized that Jeongguk was his everything, and everything else in between. He was the moment he was waiting for, and he didn't want it to end.

"I love this," Taehyung murmured, clearing his throat in an attempt to speak louder. "I love it."

"M'happy if you're happy," Jeongguk grinned. "Was that cheesy enough? Was there enough sap?"

"More than enough," The older nodded, tilting his head up to meet Jeongguk's gaze. "You're more than enough." He added in a whisper only meant for the younger's ears.

"You two are so adorable," Siwon broke them out of their moment, and when the two boys looked in their direction, Siwon and Warren were giving them supportive smiles.

"Thank you, Jeongguk," Taehyung averted his attention back to the younger, hand reaching out and settling on top of his.

Jeongguk nodded, swallowing as his hand flipped the other way, fingers intertwining with the older's.

"Always," And for some reason, Taehyung supposed he was crazy for thinking that might of meant more.

He thought it was his imagination, seeing that unknown emotion flicker in Jeongguk's honey eyes. But the longer he stared at them, searching for an answer he couldn't find, he knew maybe he wasn't supposed to find anything.

Maybe it was because the answer was right there all along. The answer was Jeongguk.

"Always," Taehyung squeezed his hand. "Always."

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It was late when the four of them decided to call it a night. Taehyung and Jeongguk waved at the couple before going down the opposite hallway, calling good night over their shoulders until they heard the door shut.

"Well I had fun tonight, Specs," Jeongguk chuckled softly, sliding his hands into his pants pockets as the two of them walked side by side, dragging their feet against the wood.

"I'm pretty sure my parents want me to bring you here more often," Taehyung bumped his shoulder against the younger's, flashing him a teasing smile.

"I wouldn't mind. They love me, and I honestly love them. They're the gay figures I didn't know I need in my life," The younger snorted.

"I thought you were bisexual," He said, nudging his elbow as they slowly approached his bedroom door.

"Specs, we can agree dick is better on a mutual level. I'd take dick any chance I get," Jeongguk declared.

"I thought you said you don't bottom."

"Oh I meant your dick," The younger clarified, winking at him. He rolled his eyes, thankful it was too dark to see the blush seeping onto his cheeks.

"If I could, I'd take your dick any day, any time. Like my ass is yours to destroy. Although, I'd like to dick you down,"Jeongguk mused, holding the door open for the older as he rolled his eyes yet again.

"I don't mind getting dicked down by you."

His bedroom was dark, for the curtains were shut tight, preventing any light from shining through the glass. The lamp on his bedside table was on from earlier, but the bulb barely helped, illuminating the dim room a hazy, dull orange that glowed ever so faintly.

"But can I say that your ass is amazing?"

"My ass is what?" Taehyung snorted in disbelief, watching as Jeongguk leaned against the door, taking off his reindeer socks and throwing them in the hamper.

"Amazing. Have I ever told you that I have an addiction to touching your ass?"

"No?" He crossed his arms, watching the younger peel off his sweater, unable to avert his eyes when his undershirt rises along with it, exposing a peek of sculpted muscle.

Taehyung tried to pry his eyes away, knowing it might not be a good idea to try and imagine what else was beneath his clothes. He knew Jeongguk was fit; he was an athlete. The guy worked out every chance he got, and he saw him shirtless before.

Yet, as Jeongguk tossed his sweater to the ground, and the buckle of his belt being undone echoed through the darkness of Taehyung's bedroom, he knew this wasn't the same as before.

"Well, Specs. Currently I'm imagining the ways I'd fuck you. M'deciding at a 90° angle, but if you want it more obtuse, I could work with that," At that, the older snorted. God he was ridiculous.

"Jeongguk, are you okay? Did you drink too much hot chocolate?" He teased, knowing how sugar made the younger all jumpy and excited. Jeongguk glared at him, failing to look scary.

"Y'know the dick's actually a sponge that sucks your blood when you get excited?" Jeongguk ignored him, continuing to ramble on ridiculously.

"Jeongguk...?"

"And that's on my 4.5 GPA," The younger stood up straight, barefoot and belt in his hands. "You think, Specs, if I can fit my fist into this sock, I can't fit my fist into your asshole?"

"Okay? What?" Taehyung's brows drew together as he approached the younger.

Jeongguk gulped visibly, adam's apple bobbing vigorously in the hollow of his throat. Taehyung reached out, hands settling on the sides of his arms.

"Okay? To me fisting your ass? I hope not because that's just straight up freaky," Jeongguk rambled, nervousness glinting in his doe eyes as Taehyung ran his fingers up and down his bare arms.

"I swear I'm not kink shaming, but I am."

"Calm down," The older murmured softly, voice decibels lower than usual, vowels slurring together. The other nodded, feeling Taehyung's huge palms cup his cheeks.

"Is it obvious?" Jeongguk chuckled halfheartedly, his own hands finding their way to Taehyung's hips, holding him firmly in place. His breath hitched ever so slightly, feeling Jeongguk's thumbs hook beneath his sweater, gently massaging the plush skin.

"Jeongguk," Taehyung whispered, running the pad of his thumb across his cheek, studying his soft features gently beneath the orange glow.

"Taehyung?" The younger murmured back, squeezing his hip. His doe-eyed gaze flitted between the older's narrowed gaze to his lips. He swallowed.

Neither one of them said a word as Taehyung drew him close, breathing slowing, heavy with every rise and fall of his chest. He held Jeongguk close, their lips fractions apart, seconds from colliding. His gaze steadily fixed on his slightly parted mouth, grip slightly trembling.

"It's okay, if you don't want me," Jeongguk's voice was soft, his coarse hands smoothly sliding up his sides, thumbs brushing right below his ribcage, making his body arch into his.

God, he wanted to feel him beneath him, to feel his touch like electricity, setting him in to flames with every stroke of his fingers against his sides. With each second that hung in the air that they spent apart, it felt like an endless game of tug and pull.

Except now, it was like that invisible force was tired of the constant push and pull, and now, it was pure pull.

"I want you," Taehyung murmured, nose bumping against Jeongguk's. He gasped, teeth biting down on his bottom lip as Jeongguk pulled his hips closer to his own.

It wasn't like he was scared. Sure, Jeongguk was more experienced than him, knowing about things which he lacked knowledge of. But in that moment, he wasn't fearing anything.

Giving this part of him to Jeongguk was right. It made sense, and this was something he wanted.

"I want you, Jeongguk."

Those four words seemed to be enough, for the younger's lips crashed against his, catching him off guard. He hummed softly, tilting his head to the side, letting himself lose every worry, every thought that plagued his concious, instead allowing himself to only think of Jeongguk.

Jeongguk's pressed lips caressed his own, kissing him tentatively, like if he went too hard Taehyung would break and he wouldn't be able to contain himself.

The older's hands slid up the back of his neck, fumbling with the curtain of dark hair, fingers tanlged in his tresses.

Somewhere along the lines, Jeongguk started walking forward, making him stagger back as his lips broke away from his (reluctantly), now tracing them down the expanse of his jaw, lips ghosting over the bone before capturing his lips again with fervor.

Taehyung threw his arms around Jeongguk's neck, gasping into the younger's mouth. The younger took the chance to slip his tongue in, the cool, wet muscle brushing against the rim of his lips, teeth teasing playfully at the plush skin. 

He lowered Taehyung onto the middle of the bed, getting on top of him, his hands exploring wherever he could reach as he deepened the kiss, noses and foreheads pressed against one another.

Taehyung groaned lowly into his mouth, running his hands down the junction where his neck met his broad shoulders, squeezing at the firm muscle.

From there, something shifted, and suddenly the want to taste Jeongguk intensified, making his heart swell as his fingers found their way to his hair once more, tugging at the locks.

Jeongguk hummed in response, tongue twisting against his, the squelch of saliva obscene, evoking a flame which licked at the insides of his stomach.

It was different in the way Jeongguk kissed him feverishly, chins bumping and teeth clinking clumsily in the effort to be closer, to taste more.

None of that seemed to matter as their clothed bodies pressed against one another, searching for a certain friction they couldn't find unless those things came off.

And they did.

Jeongguk eventually popped his lips off the older's, and beneath the orange glow, Taehyung stared up at him, hand reaching up to brush against the side of his cheek. Tenderly, Jeongguk melted into his touch, narrowed eyes and swollen lips making Taehyung's heart sputter.

"Always?" He asked, something flickering in his gaze as he hovered above the older, breathing heavy.

"Always," Taehyung murmured, words hoarse. The younger merely nodded, kissing him again briefly and helping him out of his shirt, dropping it on the ground along with his own.

Jeongguk began to trail kisses down his neck, the sensation of bare skin against bare skin making Taehyung's chest flutter and flip shamelessly. He even found himself smiling, fingers playing with the younger's hair while he nipped at the skin.

"What?" Jeongguk muttered against his neck, vowels tickling him as he went ahead and pressed another gentle kiss in the crevice of his collarbone.

"Think you're beautiful," He inhaled sharply, gripping at Jeongguk's dark locks when the younger sucked a hickey on his shoulder blade, shivering at the clash of teeth on his sensitive skin and the cool swipe of his tongue lapping at the bruise.

"No you," Jeongguk chuckled breathlessly, trailing kisses beneath his jaw adoringly. Taehyung nearly let out a moan as Jeongguk left yet another love bite.

"Sorry, bun. M'not trying to hurt you," He stroked his cheek delicately, pressing his lips tenderly on the blossom of purple on his tanned skin while the older played with a strip of his hair.

"I know you're not," Taehyung mumbled, capturing Jeongguk's face in his shaky palms, tilting his head so he was looking down at him. He kissed him, slowly, lips moving fluidly against his.

When Jeongguk pulled away, lips disconnecting with a soft pop, Taehyung gave him a nod. His gaze flitted down to his jeans, hands releasing from around his face and ran down the sculpted muscle of his pecs to his hardened abdomen, feeling Jeongguk shiver beneath his ghostly touch.

Their bodies were different, mostly because of their activities and the way they took care of themselves. Jeongguk was muscular, pecs and abs defined from the heavy training he endured. He could identify the stretchmarks from lifting weights, and the moles that scattered his body like tiny stars.

While Jeongguk was stocky and cut out of fine polished marble, Taehyung was more broad, on the toned end, body like smoothed, watered clay.

He worked out, like what, a couple times a month when he remembered?

He was nowhere as near as muscular as Jeongguk, but he took pride in his big thighs and thick ass (it was all he had). His stomach was a bit on the pudgy end, nonetheless flat and soft— a drastic contrast to Jeongguk.

A long time ago, he might have been insecure and hid himself, but in this moment, Jeongguk's eyes were the only ones he couldn't shy away from.

He felt the younger's gaze focus on him, fingers gripping at the flesh on his hips, squeezing them before tilting his head upward to capture Jeongguk's lips in his. He multitasked, moaning quietly into the younger's mouth; he sucked on his tongue, while his hands undid his zipper.

The older helped him get out from his pants, and without a second thought, Jeongguk kicked them aside. Taehyung moved his head aside, letting him continue to suckle at the empty canvas of his neck, filling it with an assortment of stinging purples and angry reds.

Fuck, his senses were on override; everything around him was amplified, including the sensitivity of his cock pressed against his stomach, hard and leaking pre-cum that left the material of his boxers wet and grossly sticky.

He was soaking; didn't think it was possible until now, and his visible erection ached, desperate to be touched, to be relieved of this dull pain.

Jeongguk gave a generous tug at Taehyung's jeans, for they got stuck at the thick flesh of his thighs. Once he got them off, they were left in nothing but their boxers, and their foreheads pressed against one another's as their lungs heaved for air.

"I need to grab something," Jeongguk whispered huskily against his earlobe, hot breath tickling the sensitive cartilage.

"Would hurt if we don't have this."

Taehyung nodded, watching the younger get off the bed, trying his best to be quiet as he walked over to their bags to fetch what he supposed were a condom and lube (he wasn't that clueless).

He threw his head back into his pillow, staring up at the ceiling, but his hands, fuck, they drifted, slipping beneath his underwear.

He didn't usually touch himself; there wasn't time, and he wasn't ever desperate. But now, his wrist twitched, fingers brushing against his hardened cock, and the urge to touch himself was intense, to ease the pain that swelled his senses with this uncomfortable need.

Jeongguk was busy, searching for something, so maybe he wouldn't mind if he touched himself, right?

Taehyung exhaled through his nose, lips slacking as his warm palm enclosed around his shaft. He bit down on his lip, stifling a moan as he squeezed his length, running the pad of his thumb over the slit.

He watched through heavy eyelids at the beads of pre-cum seeping beneath his thumb, oozing beneath his touch, for it had no other clear path.

He gasped, lips curving into a loose oval as he dug his nail into the slit, hips slightly bucking up at the touch. He clamped his teeth down on his bottom lip, flicking his wrist up, and before he could do anything else, fingers clamped around his wrist.

"That can't happen, bun," Jeongguk was above him again, body between his spread legs. He carefully guided Taehyung's hand out of his underwear, pressing his wrist into the side of the mattress.

"Suh-sorry, it's just—," Taehyung was shut up by the younger, brows knitted together as Jeongguk kissed him hard, catching him off guard.

"Let me take care of you, now, okay? But you have to get naked, and it might hurt, but I assure you, it'll help," Jeongguk mumbled against his jaw. The older nodded dumbly.

"Okay," He whispered, "I trust you."

"Tell me whenever you want me to stop," Jeongguk whispered, fingers gently gripping the waistband of his underwear. Taehyung nodded, fisting at the bedsheets.

He watched, eyelids heavy with want, as his cock sprung out of the constraints of his boxers, settling upright on the bottom of his flat tummy. Sure, he was bigger than Jeongguk by a lot, but that didn't seem to matter.

"So fucking gorgeous," Jeongguk licked his lips, throwing his underwear aside as his hands clamped on the fat of Taehyung's thighs, massaging them.

"Everything about you is just... so fucking perfect," He murmured, running his fingers up and down the expanse of his golden flesh, kneading at the supple skin.

His words on their own were enough to make his heart soar.

"Gonna make you see what I see, bun," Jeongguk hummed, letting Taehyung remove his boxers. The two of them didn't dare break their eyecontact as he kicked it aside, stares unwavering.

Jeongguk dipped down, kissing Taehyung once, then twice, a small smile curling onto his lips as the older wrapped his arms around his neck, holding him close. He pecked his lips again, nose scrunching cutely as Jeongguk tucked his hair behind his ear.

"I'm gonna stretch you open, alright? It'll sting at first, but if it's hurting too much, tell me," He said softly, tracing his finger down the dip of Taehyung's collarbone. Taehyung nodded, letting Jeongguk kiss his forehead.

"It's okay," He whispered, "I got you."

He pulled away from him, and a part of Taehyung wished he could hold Jeongguk longer and feel the heat of his bare skin against his own. Maybe at the end of this they could cuddle, and he could run his fingers through his hair, and bask in his warmth.

But now, it wasn't the time, and Jeongguk was sitting between his legs, the bottle of lube in his hands. He didn't question where the younger got it; knowing the Jeon Jeongguk, he was probably always prepared.

It was then did all of this settle in.

Holy shit.

This was really happening— Jeongguk, his best friend, was going to take his virginity.

Taehyung swallowed, adjusting himself so he could have a better view of the younger's face. He flinched slightly, feeling the cool sting of lube drizzle over his hole, the sensation numbing against his sensitive heat. His toes curled, even though nothing happened yet— fuck, this was weird.

"Sorry, bun," Jeongguk sighed, running his hands across his thighs, giving them an assuring squeeze. He nodded, fingers gripping the sheets as he eyed the younger pour some of the gel on his fingers.

"Are you okay? We can always stop," He whispered, his free fingers holding onto his thigh which he held back to give himself better access.

Taehyung bit down on his lip, "It's okay. Do it."

He squeezed his eyes shut, nearly crying out in pain if it wasn't for his hand to clamp over his mouth. It stung, bad, and Jeongguk's finger wasn't fully in him yet; he hadn't even pushed past the taut ring of muscle.

He could feel Jeongguk's worried gaze on him. He inhaled unevenly, running his hands down his face before letting them return to his sides, knuckles white as he gripped the sheets. He nodded, trying to relax himself.

Jeongguk went again, his other hand massaging his inner thigh to help ease the pain. He kept his gaze on Taehyung, watching his chest rise and fall unevenly as he worked his single finger inside of him, the lube making the slide easier but not eliminating the weirdness of the sensation.

It burned, faintly, and eventually Jeongguk eased his finger in and out of his puckered hole, crooking his touch against his inner walls, trying to make it easier for him. He curled his finger inward, watching the older suck in a breath.

Taehyung's breathing came out staggered, each pump of Jeongguk's fingers making his stomach coil. Soon, the younger inserted a second finger, making him gasp out, though he made sure to remain quiet as he continued to work him open.

"You're doing so good, bun," Jeongguk praised, watching the older's eyes fall shut as he twisted his fingers inside of him, brushing against his sensitive walls but not quite touching his bundle of nerves.

The sound was obscene, awfully lewd, with every pump of his fingers intertwining with Taehyung's little whimpers. He felt his gaze studying him while his fingers curved and spread apart, prompting the older to clench around his touch.

It was when Jeongguk slid three fingers in did he accidentally let out a moan, the soft groan falling effortlessly from his slacked lips. But before another could escape, Jeongguk crawled on top of him and silenced him with an open-mouth kiss.

"Shh, baby," Jeongguk kissed the corner of his lips, holding himself above him with his forearm. "Don't want to get caught, right?"

Taehyung shook his head. No— that would be too hard to explain.

He fucked his fingers into him carefully, angling his hands in a way that managed to brush right against Taehyung's prostate. The older's hips bucked up, brows drawn together as he let out a muffled moan, again Jeongguk kissing him to silence him. 

Taehyung wrapped his arms around his neck, whimpering against his lips as Jeongguk slowly pulled his fingers out, nails brushing against his fluttering hole before sinking his digits back in.

"Ah, J-Jeongguk," The older squeezed him, body trembling.

"It's okay," Jeongguk mumbled against his ear, tongue swirling around his earlobe, making him squirm from being too damn sensitive.

"F-feels weird— hhn, fuck," Taehyung cursed, back curving upward as Jeongguk's thin, nimble fingers swept across his prostate.

His hips wiggled, needy body subconsciously thrusting against his fingers with every pump of his hand.

It was weird, this feeling, but eventually the oddness of having three fingers stuffing his hole melted into this sense of pleasure that made his belly tingle and set his body ablaze.

He gasped, hole sputtering, clenching around, and swallowing Jeongguk's fingers with every careful thrust.

The entire time, Jeongguk was brushing his hair out of his face, peppering his features with sweet kisses and reassurances that he was doing good. He was already coated in a thin sheen of sweat; after all, the room was stuffy and their bare bodies were pressed in such an intimate way, leaving him burning. 

Every burst of pleasure was followed by a praise, and every moan was silenced by a gentle kiss.

"Think you're ready, bun?" The younger asked, pulling away from him reluctantly, hole fluttering around nothing. Both his hands ran down his sides, silently appreciating him.

"Y-yeah," Taehyung nodded, gaze following Jeongguk as he reached over on the bedside table and took a condom packet.

He ripped it using his teeth, and in moments, he rolled it over his hardened cock, lathering himself with more of the lubricant even though Taehyung could feel the gel gush out of his stretched hole if he moved his thighs. 

When Jeongguk was ready, he positioned himself above Taehyung, hand lining his cock with his entrance. He glanced over at Taehyung, noticing the way the older dug his teeth into his bottom lip, hands clutching the sheets tight.

"Baby," Jeongguk murmured, "I have you. I promise I'll be gentle." Taehyung nodded, swallowing thickly.

"I-I trust you, Gguk," Taehyung whispered, and with one last fond look exchanged between them, Jeongguk slowly pushed himself into the older.

Taehyung nearly cried out at the stretch, but he was fast and clampd his hand over his mouth. His eyes were blurred with tears, and to be honest, he was thankful he wasn't wearing glasses. He leaned his head back into the pillow, whimpering as tears sprung at his eyes.

"Fuck, Taehyung, are you okay?" Jeongguk gently massaged his thighs, hovering above him as he inserted himself half-way in. Taehyung covered his face, nodding for Jeongguk to keep going.

He just wasn't used to it, after all, he was virgin until this moment. Things didn't really go into his ass in his free time until now.

A wave of pleasure engulfed him before crashing, leaving behind a moan in its wake as Jeongguk carefully slid himself in and out of his tight hole. He mewled, the new sensation stinging, but at the same time, he couldn't help but curl his toes at the way his nerves danced beneath his skin.

"Alright?" Jeongguk asked, leaning forward, his mouth brushing against his jaw as he bottomed out. He groaned lowly, gripping at Taehyung's hips but not too tight that it would hurt.

"I-I'm okay," Taehyung nodded, brows slightly knitted together when Jeongguk guided his arms to wrap around his neck once more.

"You can hold onto me," He said, reaching up and cupping the side of his cheek, running his thumb over the soft skin. "Want you to be comfortable, alright?"

"Yeah," He exhaled, nodding again as he let his eyes close for a brief moment, letting himself adjust to Jeongguk's cock inside of him. He leaned into his touch, feeling him press kisses to his forehead. 

"You're doing so good. So perfect, Tae. The most prettiest boy I've ever seen," Jeongguk mumbled, moving his hips slowly, pulling out of him before sliding his cock into him once more, the squelch of lube and smacking skin filling the room.

"You think I'm pretty?" Taehyung whispered, staring up at the younger. He nodded, wiping away his tears.

"I think you're breathtaking, bun. Everytime I look at you, I feel stupid for not realizing it earlier," He admitted, voice rasping as he thrusted foreward, watching the older's face for any sign of pain.

Taehyung hummed, breathing out slowly, simply taking the time to admire Jeongguk on top of him. How focused he seemed, trying not to hurt him, and the way his brows were drawn in worry as he stared at the beautiful boy taking his cock.

"I appreciate everything about you," Jeongguk leaned down, kissing the side of his neck. "I like your mind. Your voice. Your personality."

"Sap," Taehyung teased, lightly smacking his back, features scrunching up by the smile tugging on his lips. He giggled when Jeongguk blew a raspberry beneath his jaw.

"Like your eyes. Absolutely love your butt. I can't get enough of it," At that, he squeezed his ass, earning another gush of muted laughter from the older.

"Love your ass so much, here I am fucking into it," He chuckled softly, pushing aside Taehyung's fringe splayed across his forehead with sweat.

"Y'know it was my dream to fuck your ass."

"Was it?" Taehyung wiggled his hips, finding it adorable how Jeongguk dipped his head down, hiding the way those movements affected him.

"Yeah. I can go on and on," Jeongguk murmured, lifting his gaze up back to be met with a beautiful smile on the older's lips. "I think you're amazing."

"Can you show me?" Taehyung asked, watching confusion flicker over Jeongguk's features before he realized what he meant. "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Are you sure?" The younger raised an eyebrow at him. "I don't wanna hurt you."

"If it hurts, it hurts," He simply shrugged, tracing shapes down Jeongguk's back, running his fingers into his back dimples. "You'll kiss it better, right?"

"Of course I'm gonna kiss it better," Jeongguk nuzzled his cheek. "Gonna fuck you so good, Tae. But you gotta be quiet for me, alright?"

"I'll be quiet," Taehyung murmured, hands sliding down his shoulders and up the expanse of his neck, cupping the lower half of his face.

"Jeongguk?"

"Yeah, bun?"

"I appreciate you too," He whispered, running his thumb over his lip. Jeongguk merely smirked, pressing one last kiss to his lips before pulling out of him, cock rubbing against his walls.

"What are you—hn f-fuck," Taehyung cried out, breathlessly, not expecting the younger to thrust into him like that, but he admitted it felt good. Too good.

Jeongguk found his rhythm, picking up from where they left off and rolling his hips forward into the older, fingers digging into his sides. Taehyung let out breathy moans, the crescents of his nails sinking into Jeongguk's shoulders as he fucked him gently.

His head lolled back into the pillow, eyes squeezed shut as Jeongguk sucked a hickey on his throat, teeth pinching teasingly at the flesh before gliding his tongue down the bruising patch. His hands roamed, feeling his body, memorizing every dip and curve.

Taehyung gasped, lips sputtering and moans heavy off his tongue. Stars exploded beneath his eyelids in all kinds of supernovas and collisions, the sensation of pain edging him closer to relieving the tight ball knotting itself in the pit of his belly.

The sound of skin slapping against skin blended into their low groans and airy moans; the occasional curse and the sharp breaths filtered through as Jeongguk fucked into his Taehyung.

But both of them knew it was more than that— way more than just a simple fuck.

It was more than just Jeongguk pounding into him, pleasuring the older with every fiber of his being as he unraveled beneath his fingertips, crying out his name in blissed-out whimpers.

It was in the way they created something out of nothing, brought together the stars in their eyes to be a part of something brighter, something infinite. They created galaxies with every touch, filling each other's solar system with planets and stars and everything else in between.

"J-Jeongguk m'close," Taehyung sputtered, tongue like putty as he clenched around the younger. "Suh-so close— mhm."

His curled with every thrust Jeongguk managed to reach his aching prostate, back curving upward, ass grinding further down against Jeongguk's cock. He squeaked when the younger delievered a hard snap of his hips, slamming against his prostate.

"It's okay," Jeongguk grunted near his ear, hand tracing down his soft tummy before curling around his throbbing cock, squeezing the bottom of the shaft. Taehyung let out a moan, drawing out every vowel as Jeongguk pumped his stinging erection. 

"It's okay, bun. I'm right here."

"F-fuck, hng," He gasped, brows knitted together tightly, nails digging into Jeongguk's bare shoulders which he didn't realize were a bright, angry red from scratching him unknowingly.

He pressed his face to the crook of Jeongguk's neck, overwhelmed with every calculated snap of his hips, and the way his calloused palm stroked his member rapidly, pushing him over the edge— over what he could take.

Jeongguk didn't stop there; he peppered his faces with kisses, called him beautiful, pretty, and all kinds of names that left his heart a rapid beating mess. He caressed his body, mumbling in his ear how he adored every part, wanted to kiss every part— and he did.

Kissed his eyelids, the round of his nose, the inner crook of his neck slicked with his sweat, the shell of his ear. Kissed his cheek, his jaw, and the curve of his chin.

Jeongguk worshipped every part of him, reminding him that he was beautiful, how his worth was incomparable: priceless.

Finally, he connected their lips, tongue gliding over his bottom lip, sliding inside the warm cavern of his damp mouth, clashing and curling around his own. Taehyung's moans fell onto his lips and he drank up every fatigued, baritone hum eagerly while the older pulled at his locks.

And soon, his back arched, a higher-pitched cry rippling out of his throat as his orgasm reverberated through him, leaving Jeongguk's name tangible on his tongue and an explosion of jittery stars in its wake.  

"God, you're beautiful," Jeongguk trailed his lips down his jaw, gently milking the rest of his release out of him as he cried out tears, the sticky, white substance spewing all over the flat of Taehyung's stomach and all over the younger's palm.

"So fucking beautiful. M'lucky, Taehyung."

Taehyung exhaled shakily, whimpering as he came down from his pleasure high, glancing down at the mess of cum staining his tanned skin white. His face, already feverishly heated, flushed a deeper shade of scarlet realizing how fast it seemed.

"Was I-I too early?" The older mumbled, pulling away to get a better look at the younger's faces. His brows scrunched together as he realized Jeongguk was already pulling out.

"No, you were perfect," He said, planting a kiss to his damp forehead after wiping away his tears.

"W-wait but you didn't come yet, Gguk," He frowned a little, watching as Jeongguk took the unused condom off and discarded it into the trashbin after slipping it into a tissue.

"Taehyung, I wanted to pleasure you, not myself," Jeongguk flashed him a crooked smile as he took another tissue, wiping off the rest of the cum off of their bodies.

"Jeongguk, no," Taehyung's fingers coiled around his wrist, stopping him from moving away from him. "You're still hard."

"It's okay I'm fine. All that matters is you, bun," Jeongguk murmured, his free hand reaching over to brush aside the hair falling over Taehyung's face.

"You're not going anywhere, princess."

The older sat up, yanking Jeongguk back so that the younger was resting on top of him. Taehyung shook his head, clicking his tongue as his other hand ran up the dip of Jeongguk's back, humming when his back slightly arched.

"You matter too," He chewed at his lip, breath hitching in his throat as his fingers grazed the curve of Jeongguk's ass. "A lot."

"Taehyung, you don't have to— oh," Jeongguk gasped, blinking rapidly when he saw the older grab the bottle of lube and drizzle the cool liquid over his hole, while Taehyung's other hand was spreading his asscheeks apart.

"I think I learned enough from you to understand what I should do, hm?" Taehyung discarded the bottle across the bed, his hand squeezing at the supple flesh of Jeongguk's cheek.

"S-Seriously, you don't have to," Jeongguk whined, and in seconds he wasn't the same as before.

The confidence, and the glint of smugness in his stare were replaced by soft, twinkling doe eyes the older found adorable. Talk about a switch of headspace.

"Can't leave you hanging right?" He teased, smacking his bottom, causing the younger to squirm above him. He brought his other hand around him, both of his fingers kneading at his ass.

"It's gonna be a while before you're hard," Jeongguk muttered, pouting as he stared down at Taehyung. The older shrugged, watching the younger's features slacken and head slowly dip when his finger teased at his puckered hole.

"Then in the meantime, I'll fuck you with my fingers," Taehyung whispered into his ear, tongue flicking around the cool metal piercings that made more than ecstatic that he wore 'em.

"F-fuck me with your fingers?" Oh, how he loved the way Jeongguk softened, realizing that it was his turn. Taehyung nodded, planting a kiss on his jaw.

"Since it's certainly not your first time," He filled his palms with handfuls of Jeongguk's ass, squeezing them as the younger rested on top of him, arms pinned on either side of his head.

"I just have to beat the others, right princess?"

"Mhm," Jeongguk's head lolled forward when the older circled his hole, teasing the younger as he dipped his finger in and out, fascinated by the way the ring of muscle fluttered around his touch.

"Gonna make you feel pretty like you did to me," Taehyung hummed, basking in the way Jeongguk's brows scrunched together, his eyes squeezing shut as his puckered hole eagerly swallowed his finger up.

"Gonna make you feel so good."

Jeongguk gripped his shoulders, moan tumbling out of his lips as he leaned his forehead against his. The older merely smirked, steadily sliding his finger in and out, rubbing at his inner walls, trying to ease the resistance. Soon, following was another one of his fingers, pumping the younger vigorously.

The younger gasped, breath sputtering and hands squeezing at Taehyung's broad shoulders as he angled his hand, fucking his beautiful Jeongguk with pure, unadulterated admiration. He found it hot how Jeongguk met every thrust with his own, bouncing up on and down on his long fingers.

Made him a bit jealous, seeing Jeongguk knew more, probably did more with others. Made Taehyung want to be better, to make up for lacking experience by making him feel the same way he did.

"You're so fucking gorgeous," Taehyung rasped, watching Jeongguk's lips slack into another moan and eyebrows knit together as he slid in a third finger.

"Want nobody else to see you like this but me, alright, princess?" He left a kiss on his shoulder blade, his other hand massaging the dip of the younger's petite waist.

"Think you can fit another finger?"

"Mhm y-yeah," Jeongguk nodded eagerly, burying his face in the crook of Taehyung's neck. He gasped, squeaking a little at the tight stretch, all four fingers wrecking his body with tremors.

"Hurts?" Taehyung asked, free hand sliding down the side of his hip to his bottom, cupping the flesh and squeezing at it, loving how Jeongguk's ass fills his palm.

Jeongguk shook his head, slowly rolling his hips, moaning into Taehyung's ear as his body jerked the moment his long fingers brushed against his bundle of nerves. Jeongguk shivered, moans short and chaste with every twist, curve, and spread of the older's fingers inside.

The older removed his fingers from the inside of the younger, and swiftly flipped them around on the bed, the younger now below him. Fuck, Taehyung swallowed thickly, leaning back to admire him.

His princess was breathtaking like this: eyes blown out with bliss, sweat coating his body in a glossy, glowing sheen, skin tinged a pretty crimson, and cock lying hard over his stomach, thick, vibrant pink and lined with veins, which pulsated with every spurt of pre-cum leaking from the tip. 

Pissed him off that others might have seen him like this. It was too vulnerable, exposing a side of Jeon Jeongguk that wasn't meant for the public.

He wasn't meant for anyone else. Call him selfish, but he surely didn't want anyone to see Jeongguk like this but him.

Taehyung pulled his gaze away from the younger, reaching over to the nightstand to grab a condom, but as he patted around his brows furrowed. He swept his hand over the counter, confused.

"There's no more?" Taehyung frowned, returning his attention back to the younger, hands settling on his tiny waist. "Thought you were prepared."

"I-I was," Jeongguk inhaled shakily, blush coloring his gentle features, "but I didn't think this was gonna happen m-more than once."

"Well then," The older hummed, reaching down, hand encompassing Jeongguk's sensitive shaft. He smirked, sliding his fingers up and down, watching the younger tremble and whimper his name.

"Guess we have to do it without one, hm, princess?"

"S-s'okay with m— hng," Jeongguk cried out, trying to clamp his hand over his mouth but his damn hand wouldn't stop shaking as Taehyung squeezed his cock, tight.

"F-fuck, where did you you learn this?" The older merely shrugged, watching Jeongguk writhe from over sensitivity as he drove his thumb nail into the slit of his leaking cock.

"Are you clean, at least?" Taehyung asked, letting go of his cock to go see if he was ready himself. He got comfortable between Jeongguk's legs, eyeing the younger's wrecked form as he wrapped his own hand around his semi-flaccid cock.

"Yeah. We do sports screenings often. They test for literally everything," Jeongguk murmured. "Plus I haven't had a dick up in me since junior year."

"So I'm the first you've had in a while?" Smugness glinted in the older's eyes as he pumped his cock, jaw clenching.

"Y-yeah. You are." He felt himself harden in his grip after a few flicks of his wrist. Wasn't so difficult seeing that he had Jeongguk spread out for him. 

"Makes this special for the both of us," He chuckled, taking the lube and squeezing a generous amount over his now aching hard-on. He decided it would be easier, even though it was a bit messy.

"If I knew you were this good, I would have given you my virginity ages ago," Jeongguk joked. "I don't think I can fuck anyone else after you."

"Awh, I'm flattered," Taehyung hummed. He patted the younger's thigh, moving aside his legs and aligning his cock to his swollen hole, glistening with the lube he used earlier.

"Are you okay?" He asked, hovering above him, his other hand steadying himself on the side of his hip. Jeongguk nodded, his legs wrapping around the older's waist, guiding him closer.

"M'ready," He whispered. Taehyung watched him carefully, teeth gritting together at the wave pleasure crashing over him as his bare cock rubbed against Jeongguk's inner walls. He groaned lowly, barely fully inside until he heard a sniff.

He whipped his head upward to Jeongguk's face, stopping his movements the second he spotted tears welling in his doe eyes. Fuck, did he hurt him?

"Gguk, are you okay?" He reached up, cupping his face with the hand that wasn't stabilizing him and ran his finger down the curve of his cheek.

Jeongguk bobbed his head, wiping at the tears blurring his eyes. "Y-you're just so big. I think i-it's just shock." He whispered, letting out a shaky laugh.

"Well if it hurts, I can stop," Taehyung kissed his jaw, nuzzling his nose against the side of his cheek. Jeongguk sniffled, wrapping his arms around his neck and hugging him close.

"N-no," Jeongguk whispered, "Keep going. I-I can take you, hyung."

The younger cried out as Taehyung slid in further, his inner walls clenching around him, driving him fucking insane. The drag of his length inside his velvety walls made his mouth water; the sensation jolted every nerve at the way Jeongguk's hole hungrily took every inch of his cock.

Jeongguk was sobbing into Taehyung's shoulder, his cries muted against the older's skin. Taehyung didn't move once he bottomed out, seeing that the younger was crying beneath him, pleasure making his body to tremble.

He pressed assuring kisses on his temple, massaging his hips to ease the stress. Fuck, he didn't like seeing Jeongguk this way, and he wanted nothing more to pull out, but Jeongguk wasn't letting him.

He tightened his legs around Taehyung's waist, a broken moan slipping out of both their lips when Taehyung plunged in deeper into his heat. The older trailed kisses down his jaw and into the crook of his neck, trying to calm him down.

"F-feel so full, hyung," Jeongguk whimpered, words wavering as Taehyung bucked his lips forward slowly, making him cry out softly. "Suh-so full."

"I l-like it— mhn, like your c-cock," The younger babbled, eyes glossed over with this fucked-out daze that made Taehyung's stomach twist in adoration.

"You do?" He asked, voice gravely as he rolled his hips into him, Jeongguk's airy moans tickling his ear while he sucked a hickey on the side of his neck.

Jeongguk nodded eagerly, pulling him impossibly closer, to feel more of him inside. "T-think I like your c-cock more, hyung."

"Really now?" The older chuckled deeply, pulling back to get a look at his princess's face. He pushed aside his sweaty fringe, throat rumbling at the way the younger leaned into his touch automatically.

"Mhm," Jeongguk kissed his inner wrist. "I-it's okay now, by the way. You can move."

"Alright," Taehyung said, "but you have to be quiet, too. Don't want anyone to hear us, right?" Again, another nod, prompting Taehyung to continue.

His hands flew to the sides of Jeongguk's waist, clamping down at the fair flesh while he pulled his hips closer to him. He thrusted carefully at first, fascinated by how fast Jeongguk came undone below him and was a mess of mumbled curses and moans.

It was beautiful, how Jeongguk's lips slacked open, those lewd, pretty sounds tumbling off his swollen mouth and intertwining with the squelch of the older's cock fucking into him.

Found it gorgeous how Jeongguk's brow furrowed, and he bit on his lip as he tried to hold a moan back but eventually failed when Taehyung hit the right spot. The spot that made his body convulse, a wave of pleasure pulling him under.

Beneath the orange glow, Taehyung grabbed onto Jeongguk's hips, bucking his hips into his pretty hole, the steady drag of bare skin on skin setting his nerves on fire.

The symphony of skin smacking against one another intertwined with the younger's sniffles and moans teetering on the edge of another blissful sob.

He got onto his knees, pounding his hips into the younger, deeper, easily slamming into his prostate. Jeongguk's eyes nearly rolled into the back of his head, mouth hanging open, gasping, sputtering, splitting apart with every staggered sound.

It was obscene, and Taehyung found himself wanting more, wanting to hear more. He leaned down, feeling Jeongguk's legs curl tight around him, ankles digging into his back but the pain didn't matter— nothing else mattered.

He knew Jeongguk was probably close, and with every calculated snap of his hips, he was edging him to his orgasm.

Jeongguk was sobbing again, words strung together in between a mess of moans and praises about how massive he was, or how his cock made him so full.

Taehyung knew he couldn't be any louder than he was, so he swooped down, connecting his mouth with his. He didn't care how clumsy it was because in the end, their lips fit together like pieces of a fucking puzzle. Their noses bumped, teeth clashing, and tongues a fucking wet mess of pushing and curling.

He drank every moan, every throaty sob, wanting more and desperate to get Jeongguk to release, for his own was building, nearing the peak of his climax.

"Close now, princess," Taehyung mumbled against his mouth before silencing him with yet another kiss. Jeongguk cried, muffled against Taehyung's lips as he tasted his salty tears.

The knot in his lower stomach squeezed, and fuck, the fatigue was catching up to him, making his thighs clench and hips stutter. His stamina was wearing out as he relentlessly snapped his hips into Jeongguk, his cries driving him to finish.

"H-hyung I- hhn," Jeongguk gasped, disconnecting their lips with a lewd pop as Taehyung muttered tired praises into his ear. "Fuck I-I'm—,"

And he did, coming and back arching off the bed as his fingers dug roughly into Taehyung's skin. The younger sobbed from overstimulation while the older's hand wrapped around his length and milked him of his cum.

He kissed him, muffling the noise, too exhausted as his hips bucked for a final time, white ribbons filling the inside of Jeongguk's puckered hole. Taehyung moaned into Jeongguk's moan, hips stuttering with one last spasmodic thrust, spilling the rest of his cum into him.

Jeongguk, on the otherhand, trembled, body spent and completely fucked-out. He threw his head back, breathing heavily as Taehyung pumped the last of his cum onto his abs.

When it was over, Taehyung pulled out of him (it was a bit gross, for his cum was leaking from his hole) and flopped onto the space beside Jeongguk, attempting to catch his breath. Fuck, everything ached, and he was already falling, hard, from the rush of his orgasm.

"That," Taehyung licked his lips, "was amazing."

"I don't think I'm gonna be able to walk," Jeongguk murmured, voice so soft it was barely a whisper.

"Shut up," The older wrapped his arm around his waist, pulling the younger closer to him as he nuzzled his face in the side of his neck.

"You destroyed my ass," The younger muttered, letting the older pull him into his embrace. He shivered, letting Taehyung tease the sensitive skin on his neck with his teeth before leaving another hickey just for kicks.

"And you took my virginity," Taehyung hummed, blowing against the blossoming bruise. "Thought I'd fulfill all your dreams, hm?"

"By destroying my ass to the point I can't walk?"

"If you put it like that, it sounds weird," Taehyung chuckled, trying to move his legs to entangle with the youngers but his hips simply screamed no.

God, his thighs burned and so did his lower back; even his dick was aching but not in that way. Maybe going for two rounds wasn't such a great idea, but he didn't regret it.

Honestly, he didn't regret this at all.

"Ah, I'm sticky," Jeongguk sighed, reaching over for a tissue to wipe off the mess from their bodies. But before he could prop himself onto his elbows, he winced.

"Fuck, Tae. My ass hurts," He whined in a whisper. The older merely chuckled, snatching the tissue from him and cleaning the both of them up for each other.

When all of that was settled (bit awkward since he had to watch Jeongguk finger the cum out of his asshole), Taehyung wrapped his arms around the younger, pulling his naked body close to his own along with his duvet.

He sighed, burying his nose into the soft, bruise littered dip of Jeongguk's shoulder, letting his legs tangle with his despite the burn of his lower half. Their bodies reeked of sweat and sex, but that was another problem for later.

But now, he was exhausted, craving the feeling of Jeongguk's body against his and hold him tight.

"Specs?" Jeongguk twisted around so that they were facing one another. The older hummed, letting his head lean against the pillow.

"I didn't hear you say yeehaw."

"Fuck off," Taehyung flicked his bare arm, rolling his eye at the way the younger snickered. Jeongguk, on the otherhand, rested his head over his chest.

They stayed like that, for a while. Taehyung already shut off the lamp, content listening to their heavy rise and fall of their breathing as he ran his fingers through Jeongguk's overgrown locks. Jeongguk was busy connecting the moles he found on his body.

"Can I ask you another question?" He lifted his chin up, a crooked smile sitting lopsided on his pretty, kiss-swollen lips. Taehyung raised an eyebrow at him, pulling the boy closer.

"Would it be inappropriate to ask you to write me a detailed essay on how it felt to lose your virginity to me?"

"One more word and I'm going to kick you out and make you sleep naked in the hallway," Taehyung rolled his eyes, not in the mood to deal with his ridiculousness.

"Jeez, okay," Jeongguk giggled, nose scrunching cutely as he flicked the bottom of Taehyung's chin. He snuggled closer to the older, exhaling softly.

"If I'm bad will you fuck me again~?"

"Can you not," he groaned, eyelids already heavy with exhaustion. The younger sighed, patting his chest in surrender as he finally went silent.

"Hey psst— Taehyung?"

"What now, princess?" He sighed, carding his fingers through the tangle of the younger's hair. His eyes were already shut, voice thick with the need for some sleep after so much physical activity.

"M'happy I met you," Jeongguk said, voice small. "I really do appreciate you, and I know you're so much more than a fuck..."

"Mm," But Taehyung was already asleep the moment Jeongguk mumbled those last three words into his ear.

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this was long & honestly
i have no thoughts lmao my head
is pretty fucking emptyyy

so many members went live ahhh
istg they have my heart ):< i miss them
like,, i was supposed to see them this
weekend in concert so ouch. i hope you
guys are doing okay too! know i love
ya'll & that you're rlly appreciated 💛
— mela