The voice in his ear was closer than he thought, enough that the hair on his neck rose and a shiver ran down his spine.

"J, where are you?" Taehyung asked, the sound of his speech echoing across the vast room.

"I'm in your dreams," came the reply.

"Stop teasing."

"Oh, but you like that, don't you? What else do you like? Perhaps something like this?"

Taehyung felt hot breath in his ear and a soft nibble on his back that he almost jumped at the sensation.

"J..." Taehyung purred, his cock involuntarily rising at the presence of his master.

"Shh.... I'm finally here," Jung-kook whispered as he trailed his tongue across Taehyung's shoulders.

"I've missed you," Taehyung admitted, half-wishing he did not possess such vulnerability for a person who's still technically a stranger.

Jung-kook ignored the confession that came out from Taehyung's lips. He realized this was a dangerous game they're playing, but he didn't want to lead Taehyung on. He was adamant that this was nothing more than an arrangement to flush out their sexual desires, and it would cease when one of them catches feelings. Taehyung assured him they were on the same page, that this would be their last hurrah.

So when the man in front of him tried to turn around, Jung-kook stopped him in his tracks. "What are you doing?"

"I only want to kiss you," Taehyung replied. "I don't think we've ever kissed yet, despite doing almost everything else."

"No, no kissing, Tiger," Jung-kook said as he placed his palms on Taehyung's hips. "Just fucking."

Taehyung's heart sank, but what did he expect? Jimin warned him before, but he couldn't resist. If this would be the last time they're doing this, he might as well enjoy it.

"Well then, what are you waiting for?"