warning: frisky business

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his wish was clear.

who was taehyung to
deny him of what he
wanted if what he craved was
so obvious?

it should have frightened him,
should have shaken him
and woke him from his
trance to see reality.
but reality was too far
away right now.

right now, jeongguk was
his reality.

better than any other.

the glint in his eye said
so enough, just confirmed
it, more so, more than
taehyung knew and chose
to accept.

"how much i want you
to kiss me again."

he'd beseeched,
the distance that separated
their faces was nothing but
a few mere inches. scarce
and ever so inconvenient
intertwined with this new found
heat that seemed to have
settled between them.

his gaze was forever trained
on the older's lips— his own,
parted, thin, breath feverishly
shallow and hot, heavy
and his eyes hooded,
focused.
so focused.

"getting rather bold,"
taehyung mused softly
as he slowly dipped his head
lower, nose almost grazing
the younger boy's. he too
began to feel it, their warmth,
their proximity, their lust
that lingered,
it remained so evident.
"aren't we, sweetheart?"

jeongguk only dared to lean in
further; fully aware of what
he was doing. where this was
going. it wouldn't end well,
they knew this all too well.
suppose they enjoyed the ride?
there'd be no harm in that,
of course.

his raven hair shifted over
his face, cheeks flushed and
as he spoke,

"well it's you that makes
me this way." jeongguk said,
biting his lip as slowly inched
closer towards the man.
"i can't be to blame, taehyung."

a small hand found
it's way to taehyung's
knee, the older tensed
under the boy's touch,
gazing deeply into his soft,
sweet eyes.

"i'm not necessarily
complaining, darling."
taehyung spoke, breath
airy and shallow as he vaguely
acknowledged
the way that jeongguk had
shifted his position to kneel
above him, the way
his thick thigh brushed his,
the way he confidently
put a leg over his waist to
straddle him,
fully seated on him now.

there wasn't
an inch of his skin
that he hadn't felt
against him.

jeongguk was sat in his lap.

closer than ever.

his waist brushed the man's
torso, skin hot and thighs
heavy, thick against this own.
the boy's soft fingers wandered
up his arm, a ghost trail of a
caress that crept up past his
shoulder. his small,
featherlight touches
were gentle across the dip of his
collarbone, his strong neck, his
stiff jaw.

taehyung was barely breathing

his forehead brushed the
younger's, who's hair was
damp and cold from the
beautiful contrast of his
heated skin, his tender
warmth that he could
cherish for an eternity,
that he could embrace
till it was all that was
left in his heart. he could
take this fire and let it melt
away his sorrow, till nothing
was left but pure glee,
happiness to thrive off. 

jeongguk's breath fanned
his own, mingling in the
tight space between their
parted lips, his lips that
were begging for comfort.
that's what this was.
comfort.
that's what he wanted.

and when their lips met, 
it was soft, tentative, slow...
as though they had all
the time in the world to waste.
the teen's were always so
warm and wet, thin and pretty,
easy to nip at and tease between
his teeth, to run his tongue across
to have him shiver so easily, so submissively beneath him.

he loved this. 

their noses clumsily bumped
as their mouths moved
together in harmonious sync,
melting and moulding
perfectly into one another,
as though they were meant
to be like this to begin with,
as though this was their
calling. their song, they
danced and touched and
tasted and felt as their
tongues collided like fire
and water, incinerating with
each fragile stroke, so
quiet over the deafening
din of his blood roaring
through his hazy head.

somewhere along the line,
the older's large hands
found their way to jeongguk's
pretty hips, to his small, skinny
waist that he firmly gripped,
holding the boy down with just
enough firm force to keep
him grounded, to prevent him
from leaning too far in towards
him. it was far too
dangerous for them but that didn't
seem to be stopping the boy.

it felt like calamity.
pure, divine sin that neither
could ever pay heed to at a
time like this, a time too
dire to be thinking about
anything else other than
eachother. not quite a
difficult task; jeongguk
consumed his thoughts. 

every so often, the teen
would detach their lips to
let them breathe for a few,
short seconds before
slamming them back with
an incomprehensible force
that knocked the air from
his lungs. somehow, it
became more heated than
the first they'd shared, this
was hotter, hasty, desperate
and needy, each yearning for
one another's precious,
forbidden touches.

the younger's hands gripped
at his white t-shirt a loose hold
that became tighter with every
added kiss, every added flick
of his tongue against his teeth,
every second that he'd let out
a groan as their tongues battled
for dominance, every firm press
and hold, every flutter of his lashes
like a butterfly's wings against
his cheek.

taehyung's lips found their
way past his chin, kissing away
that rosy blush that forever
lingered in his presence, his
nose traced the curved outline
of his jaw to the soft, neglected
skin beneath his ear, placing
a small kiss there before taking
his lobe between his teeth and
nibbling as the teen
breathed heavily beside him.
the boy's hands
grabbed at his clothes haphazardly,
helplessly breathless in a
trance beneath.

jeongguk let out a sudden
gasp at the feeling of
taehyung's cold hand abruptly
grazing his stomach,
head lowered
to watch where he stroked him,
the way he'd roughly shoved
up his silk pink shirt to reveal
his golden, tanned skin, soft
beneath his long fingers.
he whimpered, helplessly
watching him.

"taehyung." he breathed,
raising himself up ever so
slightly to give the man
better access, craning his
neck back as his large hand slid
further upwards, mouth
lowering to his exposed neck
to place a tender, hot kiss at the
base of the boy's thin throat.

his tongue flicked over his
clavicle, teeth grazing his
skin and sucking pretty
purple-lilac hues into the
dip of his neck earning
a small moan from his sinful
mouth.

"do you trust me?"
the older murmured against
him, inhaling his rosy scent
that consumed his senses, it
was overpowering, overwhelming,
he felt drugged by it to the point
that he could no longer talk
properly. he just listened to
jeongguk's infrequent, desperate
whimpers that he gave as pathetic
replies.

"yes." jeongguk breathed
in no less than a single
heartbeat, not
a slither of hesitancy in his tone.

he trusted him.

but did taehyung trust himself?

it didn't matter in this moment
because jeongguk was getting
awfully impatient and it'd be
rude of him to keep him waiting
like that.

the smaller's hands began
to wander downwards towards
the hem of his pale shirt and
that was the moment that he
knew taehyung had to stop him.

he wasn't ready for jeongguk
to touch him,
just yet.

perhaps it was selfish but...
taehyung had other reasons.

reasons that he couldn't
explain to him. he gently
removed the small boy's
hands and held them in his
own with enough care to
ensure he wouldn't detect
that something was wrong.

"tae..." the small boy
whined, voice so high and
fragile.

"what is it that you want,
jeongguk?" taehyung growled,
threading a hand through
his deep locks as he gripped
them tightly between his elegant
fingers and tugged at them,
smirking against his lush skin as a
soft groan left the smaller's lips.

"touch me." jeongguk practically
begged him.
it was nothing but a silent
plea. his doe eyes said more
than his pretty lips ever did.
taehyung saw the pure
lust in them, this need that
he violently reciprocated.
"please."

without another word,
taehyung abruptly shifted
so jeongguk slipped
off his lap and fell
onto the soft sheets, gasping
with surprise as his back
hit the cool mattress beneath.

less than a second later,
he'd leaned over him, admiring
his tiny frame and how he
looked so small beneath him,
he didn't think he'd see
the day where he'd be like
this, so open for him to take,
so needy, so desperate
his doe eyes gazed
up at him innocently as taehyung
brought a hand to cup his cheek,
shifting away his drying ebony
strands behind his ears and
watching as he blushed deeply.
the man traced a thumb over
the subtle dip of his crimson lips,
admiring god's beautiful creation.

he brought his hands to
his waist, kneading his soft flesh
beneath his fingertips, marvelling
at the way jeongguk stirred with
each airy breath, each shift of his
position. so, so perfect where he
lay, sprawled out on the white
linen sheets.

without warning, taehyung
hooked his thumbs under the
waistline of his silky pants and
dragged them sharply off his hips
revealing his gloriously thick
thighs and the prominent buldge
in his boxers.

wow, that was fast.

he wasn't complaining
though, he found it awfully
cute how jeongguk quickly
sat up with embarrassment,
gripping the sheets before
him to cover his lower region
as red flooded his cheeks,
head lowered with utter shame.

taehyung chuckled darkly.

"lie back down, sweetheart."
he whispered to him,
prying the duvet
from his small hands and
placing his palm on his thigh
in reassurance.
the teen hesitated for a moment
before doing as he was told with a
shaky breath, gaze trained on the
way the older male's
fingers wandered, closer
and closer towards the apex of
his skinny, scrawny legs.

"is this alright?"
taehyung carefully
asked, fingertips
grazing over the thin fabric
of his cute, baby blue boxers.
he could feel how thick he
was beneath it, he felt it
twitching beneath his gentle
touch, he stared at the small
pool of wetness that formed
where the tip seemed to rest,
jeongguk becoming
breathless by the second as
he furiously nodded.

the older carefully lowered
his head, eyes holding the
teen's gaze as he brought out
his tongue to lick over that
very spot on his boxers,
laughing against his skin
as he felt the way jeongguk
gasped and shuddered as
it flicked over his salty
warmth that had leaked through.

"fuck, just-please, take it
off." he gasped, gripping the
sheets and watching taehyung's
hands, looking
flustered beyond compare.

finally, after what seemed
like an eternity, taehyung
pried off his underwear, fingers
grazing his thighs as he slipped
them off his legs and discarded
them, along with his pajama
bottoms, somewhere across the
room.

all that was left was jeongguk.

head half buried in the sheets,
cheeks and face flushed a deep
ruby red, thin lips glistening with
taehyung's own wetness, eyes
hooded, trained anywhere but
in taehyung, his tip half was
covered but taehyung had
decided he'd keep it that way—
it left more for his imagination.
the teen's golden skin glowed
from the dusty dull light of the
bedside lamp, hips thin and
hidden by his adorable silky
top that revealed only the small
curve of his tiny waist and navel
that led to his magnificent thighs
and his pulsing, thick red length
that lay flat and aroused, oozing
with precum against his tummy.
jeongguk wasn't even trying to
conceal himself anymore;
legs spread wide for him for
him to admire and stare at
for as long as taehyung wanted
to. all his.

his cute, pink hole was on
show, fluttering in the sudden
cool air he'd been exposed to.
taehyung caressed jeongguk's
leg, smiling at his sock covered
feet. he couldn't begin to imagine
how embarrassed the teen must
have felt here.

"beautiful." taehyung breathed.
it was the truth. jeongguk was
beautiful. his beauty couldn't
compare, he compared to nothing
in taehyung's head, beauty beyond
thought, beyond anything.

jeongguk simply let out
a shaky breath, watching
as taehyung traced his finger
up and down his inner thigh
in teasing caresses. the man
could see how restless he was
becoming yet he did nothing.

just watched him.

"taehyung." jeongguk whined.

taehyung didn't give him
any more warnings, didn't
ask him anything else.

it was clear what he wanted
and he'd decided to gift it
to him, after all, he'd been so
good.

he wrapped a hand around
his cock and plunged his mouth
down onto it.

jeongguk gasped and threw
his head back with a deep,
gutteral groan, back arching
off the sheets as his fists
bunched at the thin linen,
choked at the feeling
of taehyung's warm cavern
enveloping him, he bit the
inside of his cheek
as his length slid past his
plush lips and silky wet walls.
"tae-taehyungh-"he whimpered,
eyes hooded and heavy.

jeongguk tasted bittersweet,
wet, hot, salty and musky—
addictive, so so wrong but
perfectly right. taehyung couldn't
get enough of him. he removed
his mouth and licked a long, thin
strip up and down him, holding
the boy's weak gaze, making him
watch as he pleasured him with
his sinful tongue.

he didn't know
how much he needed this, to hear
him moan beneath him, to undo
him and ruin him and tip him over
the edge till he was left in shambles,
till he came back begging for more.
he stared into his pretty doe eyes
as he put his tongue to his slit,
watching him bite down on his lip
till he let out a muffled whine
of aroused frustration.

taehyung
pushed his cock past his lips
once more, relishing his length
and girth and the way it slipped
against the side of his mouth.
with ease, he took him all the
way down till his nose brushed
his navel, his tip at the base
of his throat as he held his
thigh in place with his hand,
the other gripping his waist to
keep him in place, the teen was
already letting out cries of
pleasure, weakly attempting
to buck his hips to get more of
his feverish heat and the softness
of his tongue against his hard shaft.

it wasn't until he felt a small,
shaky hand thread through his
hair to weakly tug at his locks
that he pulled off and let himself
take a deep breath, saliva and
jeongguk's hot precum dripping
from the edge of his lip as he
stared the younger down with
hat dark gaze of his that sent
the boy's heart into overdrive.

"fu-fuck, tae-"

"is this what you want, baby?"
the older whispered darkly,
chuckling as jeongguk squirmed
as the pad of his thumb
caressed his pretty hole,
pulsing around nothing but
empty air. the man shifted
his legs to get better access to
it, roughly pinning his thigh
down till it was exposed to
him, fully on view.

"taehy- don't l-look at
it, fu-fuck-ah" jeongguk
choked on his words as
taehyung thrust his hot
tongue inside it, pushing
past his tight ring and
sliding against his warmth.
he smirked against
the boy's trembling skin.
"tae-taeyh- fuck-"

taehyung pushed his
tongue in further, deeper,
harder, jeongguk was wrecked
now, his words incoherent
and jumbled, hot pants and
moans and cries of utter
pleasure; it was music to
the older's ears. he too
groaned against the
boy's warmth as he felt
his own cock twitch in
his sweatpants.

"fuck, taehyung-ah!"
the teen gasped as
he flicked his tongue back
and forth, shaking it and
flicking it around the tightness
of his warm ring.
"sh-shit i'm s-so close-"

taehyung removed himself.

he leaned back to look
at jeongguk, to look at how
weak he was, how much
he'd nearly sent him. he
looked at him long enough
for the boy's pants to calm
down, for his face to relax,
for his grip to loosen, for
his eyes to glisten with
confusion.

"taehyung-? mfghf"
the man crashed their
lips together, shoving
his tongue inside jeongguk's
mouth and forcing him
to taste himself, the smaller
moaned as their juices
mixed together, craving
the slippery touch of his
sweet tongue as they moved,
grinding against eachother
with a certain passion
that couldn't be explained.

jeongguk wrapped his
thin legs around the man's
waist, bucking his hips yet
again to get the slightest
bit of friction, still buzzing
with adrenaline. to his
dismay, taehyung didn't
let him, he simply growled
against him and shoved
his leg back down, smirking
at the smaller's fresh tears that
lined his gorgeous eyes.

"taehyung, please- i'm
s-so close, want you t-to
touch me, please-" he stuttered,
resting his tiny hands against
his teacher's large shoulders.

taehyung laughed against
his lips.

god, be adored this,
making him cry for him, whine
and mumble and sob. it was
so fucking hot.

he kissed him deeper,
muffled his complaining,
his pathetic whimpers of
sexual frustration and cravings,
not feeling the slightest bit
of remorse.

but jeongguk had better
ideas it seemed.

"did i give you permission
to touch yourself?"
taehyung frowned.

the teen stilled beneath
him, doe eyes wide as
he quickly retracted
his hand from where he
had wrapped it around himself,
subtly stroking away as they
kissed.

taehyung couldn't
quite believe that he'd
attempted it, as though he
wouldn't be caught when
it was so blatantly obvious.

in a flash, he took his
thin wrists and pinned them
above his head, staring
down deeply.

"n-no sir" the small
boy shook his head
and whispered shamefully.

gosh, this was amusing.

"you think i don't know ,"
he chuckled deeply against
his skin. "how much you touch
yourself thinking
about me, jeongguk?"

jeongguk stopped breathing.

poor boy,
he looked like a deer
caught in headlights,
yet again, too shocked to
speak, to even move
a muscle.

"i'm s-sorry"
a stutter was all he
seemed to be able to manage
at the moment.

"where's your self
restraint, sweetheart?"
the older teased, whispering
into his ear.

"i won't do it again,
i-i promise, just please,
i'm so close, sir, please-"

"why should i help you, hmm?"
taehyung murmured. he could
feel the boy's rapid pulse
in his wrists, right beneath
his thumb.
"you seem fine without me,
sweetheart."

that seemed to break him.

a loud sob left the teen's plump,
swollen lips as
a small tear left trickled
down his cheek. he was begging.

for real this time.

"fuck, please, i'm sorry,
i can't pl-please i
need you, s-sir-"

"you're awfully desperate."

"i am, please i need you,
i promise i'll be good
for you, please." he whimpered.

"are you going to be
my good boy, jeongguk?"

jeongguk seemed to realise
the familiarity of his words
then. where he'd heard them,
gaze trained on him but
distant as he reminisced.

taehyung would never
forget the first time
he'd heard jeongguk
truly say his name.

that time he'd moaned
it so loudly on the phone.

"yes s-sir-, i'll be your
good boy." he whispered.

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the way i was watching my little pony whilst writing this says a lot