requested by @taekook_ftw

top!jungkook
bottom!taehyung

the day was awfully cold and cloudy, with spontaneous rain and thunderstorms sprinkled along the next few weeks, taehyung told himself to bring an umbrella if he ever went out. the setting of the day didn't help either: why did he go out at this time of night?

being the clumsy, forgetful kid he was he completely forgot to bring it. as harsh rain started to pour down onto the city of seoul, taehyung finds himself running into the nearest building he can find, which so happens to be a gym.

fuck.

he hates the gym.

it's sweaty and smells bad, with a bunch of old men or too-muscular men lifting the weights and running, or stretching. too much skin was showing, hence why he hates clubs, and taehyung did not fit in right now: not in his pastel orange t-shirt and long, ripped skinny jeans. also, it was freezing in here, and taehyung was already half soaked.

"maybe i can run across the street to that cafe," he stares wistfully out to the warm cafe across the street, his mouth watering at the thought of drinking a hot, caramel latte. the thought is abandoned when the cafe lights shut off and a person walks out, flipping the 'we are closed' sign and walking idly away under an umbrella. "just my luck." he mumbles.

taehyung pouts as he strolls into the rather deserted gym, looking around sorrowfully. there's nothing here but energy bars and power drinks and taehyung hates those. he wasn't in the mood for power drinks, and he didn't have any dollar bills on him, or a credit card.

he slouched against the wall next to an excersise machine, closing his eyes. he wanted to take a quick nap when suddenly, a foot slammed into the machine in front of him and he jerked his eyes open, yelping in surprise.

"baby boy, this is a gym, not a hotel."

taehyung looks up, irritated at the owner of the voice and chokes on his words at the person towering over him.

he has swept back brown hair, a perfect jawline, caramel-brown eyes and thin, pink lips that he immediately finds an attraction to. his arms are crossed and he notices he muscle evident in almost every inch of his body. he's wearing a white tank top and baggy shorts and taehyung swallows, spotting the imprint of abs through the see-through material.

"i-i, didn't k-kn—i mean, the rain and, w-well, i just kind of, erm, ran i-into here but—"

the boy pressed a finger to taehyung's lips which immediately shuts him up.

"i'm the owner of this place, don't stress. i'm closing up, so you might wanna leave before you get trapped in here." he jokes, and taehyung's lips purse up and he looks away.

"i-i don't have a ride home." taehyung mumbles.

the boy raises an eyebrow. "you don't?"

"i'm only in here for cover from the rain. i'm freaking cold and wet and i don't wanna be more soaked then i already am." taehyung's eyes well up with tears and he curses himself for his sensitivity. "and none of my parents are in town, all of my friends are asleep and won't pick up their cellphones. i already had a shitty day and, t-this all of this just adds to the amount of fucking shit and i just want to—"

he's cut off as a pair of soft lips press against his and taehyung freezes up, hands frozen in the air in shock. the boy licks taehyung's lower lip and pulls away, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"you talk too much." the boy says. "what's your name?"

taehyung fumbles for his words. "t-taehyung."

he nods. "jungkook."

jungkook. "you stole my first kiss." he blurts out, and jungkook's face flushes pink.

"f-first kiss? b-but you're so handsome—you've never dated anyone before?" jungkook's eyes rounded.

taehyung blushes and looks away. "no."

there's a tense silence before taehyung looks up into jungkook's eyes. with a sudden burst of confidence, he wraps his arms around jungkook's neck and leans closer. "finish what you started then, eh?"

jungkook's arms slam next to taehyung's head against the wall and he slides down, sitting on taehyung's lap as he kissed the male roughly. taehyung moans softly and he feels jungkook smirk against the kiss. his hands grab jungkook's shirt and pulls him closer, deepening their kiss.

"what a dirty little boy," jungkook growls, "kissing someone you just met?"

taehyung whines, lips swollen as jungkook rips off his shirt, revealing his toned abs. taehyung's hands jerk forward to run against them, moaning as jungkook grinded down onto taehyung's erection.

"shit," he curses out and jungkook grabs a fistful of taehyung's hair.

"did you just swear?" jungkook's voice is husky as he bites at his earlobe. taehyung flinches and whines again, shaking his head. "open that dirty little mouth of yours and keep swearing if you don't want to come."

"i-i'm sorry, daddy, i won't do it again."

jungkook grins at the name and sucks down to taehyung's neck, emitting soft pants from the elder male.

"what a pretty little thing you are." jungkook slips off taehyung's shirt, revealing a cute, soft imprint of abs. taehyung squirms and looks away.

"i-i'm fat don't make fun of me." he whispers. jungkook frowns, grabbing his chin and forcing eye contact.

"fat?" jungkook echoes, going down to suck on his erect nipples. taehyung arches his back against the wall and lets out a stifled groan. "say that again, baby boy." he trails kisses and hickeys down his chest and stomach down to the belt of his jeans. "are you still fat?"

taehyung bucks his hips upwards as jungkook palms him. "are you?"

"no!"

"good boy," he purrs, slipping taehyung's jeans off. he's left in his boxers and there's a wet stain in the front. jungkook strokes at the area softly. "you're already so wet for me?"

taehyung mewls and gasps at his electrical touch. "mm, daddy," he moans.

"what?"

taehyung whimpers and arches his back, bare thighs shaking. "fuck me! fuck me, need it! need it now, fuck me daddy!"

jungkook presses his lips against the wet stain and licks at it. taehyung's eyes shoot open in shock. "magic word?"

"please, please! please!" he cries, tears of pleasure streaming down his cheeks. "need you now, need it now."

jungkook tugs off taehyung's boxers with his teeth, staring at his hard erection as it springs upwards. it's leaking pre cum all over taehyung's chest and jungkook smiles, taking off his pants and boxers as well.

"no lube, baby. can you take it?" jungkook rasps, leaning down to place his head between taehyung's thighs, breathing hotly onto his erection. "i know you're a virgin."

taehyung nods frantically. "please just do it, put it in daddy please."

jungkook nods and sticks his hands in taehyung's mouth. he immediately sucks, he tongue sucking around the fingers, coating it in hot saliva. the younger takes them out and pushes a finger in without warning. taehyung groans and looks away, face red. giving him a bit of time, he pushes in two, then three, and four.

both men are impatient by then.

ripping his fingers out, taehyung's hole is left puckering for some sort of grip, which is given to him when jungkook pushes the head of his cock in.

taehyung gasps and claws at jungkook's back. the younger lays his head down on taehyung's chest, propping taehyung's legs over his shoulder, his ass up as he pushes in. it's slow and difficult, without lube it could be painful, especially since it's his first time.

when he's completely in, there's a waiting silence as jungkook waits for taehyung to motion him to move.

"g-go."

jungkook pulls out, and slams back in. a loud moan slips out of taehyung's mouth at the blinding pleasure. he's in heaven, the pure ecstasy of having jungkook hammering into him was too much for him to handle.

"mm, feels good, daddy so good." taehyung gasps out, and jungkook grunts, leaning down and biting at his ear.

"dirty little slut," jungkook says, "you love my cock inside of you? huh? do you want me to come all over your pretty little face?"

"yes, yes, come on my face please daddy. faster, please please." taehyung drools as jungkook quickens his pace, the obscure sound of skin against skin is filling the air and taehyung's moans mixed with jungkook's groans are a symphony of bliss. "feels so good," he pants.

jungkook pounds harder as he finds a spot that sends taehyung straight to utopia. taehyung sees stars as jungkook rams mercilessly into his prostate, and the pleasure is only doubled as jungkook grabs taehyung's cock and starts pumping it. he grabs at the air, the hot pressure of his orgasm building up in his stomach. he mewls, signaling his coming release.

"daddy's gonna come soon. can you come for me right now?" jungkook asks, digging his finger into the slit of taehyung's cock.

that sends him over the edge, his hips bucking upwards, muscles clenching. his hot semen splatters all over his chest and the carpet, and a long, drawled out moan leaves his lips. jungkook sighs at the way his muscles clench around his cock, and with a few more thrusts he pulls out, and jerks himself off onto taehyung's face. his mouth is open and jungkook comes all over him, bucking his hips forward, grunting.

"so good," taehyung purrs, tongue sticking out.

jungkook collapses on top of the male, gasping for breath.

there's a few minutes of silence as the two come down from their high.

"so. do you want my number?"