Desire.

Desire to kiss, desire to touch. Desire to stay like this a bit longer. Jeongguk had been caught off guard when Taehyung suddenly kissed him, pulled him closer, and pinned him to the couch. But he was obedient, submitting to the older without an ounce of retaliation because, after all, Jeongguk wanted him too. Desperately so.

Taehyung smelled of a lumber-like cologne, mixed with the scent of nicotine, and somehow Jeongguk was obsessed. It was a manly smell, he thought, and the way Taehyung had climbed above him on the couch made the younger instinctively try and make room for him. He spread his thighs apart, let his legs straddle Taehyung's body. Those rough yet nimble fingers of the man prying beneath his shirt to touch his bare chest lingered on his skin while they made out furiously. It was clear that Taehyung knew exactly what he was doing, and knowing so only excited him even more.

"H-Hyung.." Jeongguk whimpered, head dipping to the side once the older began nibbling down his neck.

"Yes, baby." The man said in a hum, then felt Jeongguk's body arching, chest pressing against his. The suppressed moan that fled his lips sent shivers crawling over Taehyung's skin, and something about the higher pitch of his voice only made the male want him even more.

"We-.. W-We can't.." Jeongguk whispered, placing his hands lightly over Taehyung's head, and the older looked up at him with piercing eyes.

"We can't?" he repeated, a curious shine on his face. Jeongguk even thought, for a split second, that he looked adorable like that. "Why not, hm?"

Jeongguk shook his head shyly and quickly looked away because he knew, he just knew, if he continued to gaze at those alluring eyes he'd easily be enchanted by them. Put under their spell, even.

"B-Because."

Taehyung's head tilted to the right, trying to peek at him directly, wanting the boy to look only at him. Jeongguk felt his skin flushing the more Taehyung's blunt gaze lingered on him, and the older shifted even closer towards him.

"Can I kiss you?" he whispered, their lips in dangerous proximity.

Jeongguk's breath wavered. "Y-You already did..."

"Can I kiss you again?"

Jeongguk shook his head sideways furiously, causing Taehyung to chuckle softly at the cute action.

"Okay. Then... can I touch you?" were his next words, his strong arms at either side of Jeongguk as he hovered himself over the boy on the couch. "Here? On your tummy."

Yet, the younger hesitated before shaking his head again.

Jeongguk then retreated himself, pressed further back against the couch and exhaled softly once Taehyung finally pulled away from him.

"Okay. No touching and no kissing, then." Even through his husky voice, without even catching a glimpse of him, Jeongguk could just hear the amused grin on Taehyung's lips. And when the older plopped back down beside him, Taehyung placed his arm over the top of the couch and continued to watch the television.

Jeongguk sighed softly, rubbing his hand over his forearm and taking the time to look over at the man beside him. His manly posture, the lingering amusement on his facial features, those bulged arms with prominent veins on display. Jeongguk took an extra moment just to admire Taehyung's hands. They were large, fingers long, remnants of black nail polish on every other digit.

"D-Do you paint them yourself...?" he found himself saying all of a sudden, his gaze fixated on those brawny hands, light glimmering from the silver rings on Taehyung's index and middle fingers.

"Mm?"

"Your-... I mean, the nail polish..."

Taehyung's grin widened. "Does it suit me?"

"It suits you. You look really good.."

"Yeah?"

Jeongguk blushed profusely, his throat feeling dry as Taehyung looked at him. He was just too handsome, Jeongguk felt greatly conscious around him. Not to mention the strong sexual tension the man carried with him practically everywhere.

"Yeah..." He played with his fingers to distract himself from his own embarrassed demeanor. There was a pause, and Taehyung suddenly shifted forward, gliding towards the edge of the couch and reaching the coffee table in front of them.

Across some stacked books, a used ash tray and fake plant pot, Jeongguk watched the older pick up a miniature jar. Then Taehyung leaned back against the couch and turned towards him.

"I do it myself, when I'm bored," he explained as he unfastened the cap from what Jeongguk now realized was a nail polish container. "M'not very good or anything, so I just paint over some fingers and leave the rest alone. I guess it's become my style..."

Jeongguk scooted closer and held his hand out, looking up at Taehyung with a sudden determined look on his face. "Can I... paint them for you?"

Taehyung's brows rose. "What? Now?"

Jeongguk nodded and Taehyung blinked back, a little caught off guard. But after digesting the thought, he laughed softly.

"Sure. Make them look pretty," he said, gently handing the nail polish over to Jeongguk.

The boy cracked a smile and nodded, hoping that the blush on his face wasn't too evident.

"Pretty..."

That's what Taehyung had called him back at that karaoke place the day they had met. Jeongguk had never heard that word being used by a person to describe him.

Pretty.

Was Taehyung just saying that? Or did he really think of him as pretty? Jeongguk had believed him, wholeheartedly, at least back then. That night, he was pretty.

But right now... would Taehyung think the same? Was he really pretty, in his eyes?

Jeongguk cleared his throat, balanced the nail polish jar between his legs and held his palm out again. Taehyung was quick to rest his hand over Jeongguk's, and the boy ignored the way his heart had skipped a beat at the contact.

"Were you scared?" Taehyung spoke up as he watched the younger begin to coat his nail in black polish.

"Of...?"

"That Acre man from earlier."

Jeongguk gulped, sliding the brush over Taehyung's pretty nail plate. "Um.. a little. I was honestly more scared of you pissing him of. Seriously, why would you talk back to a guy with a gun? Have you lost your mind?" Jeongguk ranted, eyes narrowing in both concentration and annoyance. Without knowing, his lips pouted out the way they always did when he whined, and he had an endearing crease between his brows.

Taehyung laughed loudly, and Jeongguk flinched before looking up at him in intrigue.

"...What's so funny?" he huffed.

"Mm, mm, nothing, nothing," Taehyung chuckled quietly, biting down on his lip to stop himself from grinning. "You're just really cute when you're scolding."

Jeongguk's mouth opened but no words came out. He quickly looked back down and resumed his little painting job, praying that the butterflies in his stomach would just go away already.

"Whatever.." he mumbled.

The next several minutes went by in silence. Jeongguk wasn't sure if it was his imagination but the television volume seemed lower now, and he could hear the faint sound of Taehyung breathing. He coated each of the man's nails in the black polish neatly, then moved on to the right hand. And when he was done, he began to eye Taehyung's feet.

"Have you ever done your toes?"

The man shook his head.

"Hm... Sit up, then." Jeongguk moved to the rug beside the couch, positioning himself on his knees as he waited for Taehyung to lower his feet down.

Taehyung huffed out a breath and did as he was told. "Is it necessary to do my toes, too? Not like people would see it."

"Then what's the problem with it?" Jeongguk retaliated, and heard the older chuckle in response. The two boys then fell into another comfortable silence, and Jeongguk began to hear his heartbeat pumping loudly in his chest.

He continued to paint Taehyung's toe nails, but somewhere along the way he stopped and took a peek up at the older male. And that's when he almost lost control of himself.

Taehyung was staring back at him with glimmering jet ink eyes, the small mole adorning the tip of his nose more prominent in this angle. Jeongguk gulped.

He really was frighteningly handsome. There were times when the younger would question the reality he lived in because, was he really face to face with such a stunning man? It was no wonder Taehyung had the kind of reputation he did, and yet, Jeongguk knew there was so much more going on under that attractive face.

"Hey.." Taehyung called out suddenly, and Jeongguk hummed in automatic response. "Have I told you that you look pretty in this angle?"

The younger froze, polish brush dipped back into the jar to get more of the black coating, the butterflies in his stomach now swarming his heart.

He had called him pretty again.

"Well y-you've... You've told me before, but..." Jeongguk stammered out, lowering his head to finish up on Taehyung's left foot mostly to hide his tomato red face. "Am I, really?"

"Yeah. Really. You really are pretty."

Jeongguk suppressed his desire to squeal out the pent up emotions he felt, and instead decided not to say any of the jumbled thoughts in his head. "T-Thank you..." He kept his response simple, and only two minutes later, he shut the nail polish jar and leaned back. "All done."

Taehyung hummed, lifting one foot to admire the younger's work. "Looks really nice, bun. I love it."

Jeongguk smiled weakly, a small laugh leaving his lips while he reached to return the nail polish onto the coffee table. He then kneeled back down on the carpet and looked up at Taehyung, who was still scrutinizing his new nails.

It was silent again, and once Taehyung lowered his foot back down the two males were back to staring at each other. Jeongguk slowly reached up, placing a hand at Taehyung's thigh and rubbing it gently.

They communicated with their eyes, gazes attentive to each other, inviting one to touch and the other to bask in its feeling.

"Taehyung.." the younger whispered, leading his hand further and further until he reached just below the man's crotch area.

He inhaled softly. "Jeongguk.."

Hearing his name being said with that deep voice so carefully, so steadily, rose the hairs on Jeongguk's arms, and he felt a sudden heat building up inside of him.

"C-Can I touch you here...?" he asked quietly, hand pressing over the zipper on the man's jeans. Taehyung merely replied by moving to undo them, flicking off the button as he lowered his pants, revealing the maroon color of his boxers underneath. Jeongguk boldly grabbed at his crotch over the fabric, and the two made eye contact once more.

"You want to do this, bun?" The softness in the older's voice caught Jeongguk off guard for a moment, and he shyly began to rub his thumb over Taehyung's hardening bulge.

"Y-Yeah..."

He couldn't believe how honest he was being. It was a little embarrassing. But for some reason he has yet to pinpoint, he felt safe with Taehyung. It seemed contradicting in his head, but an unexplainable sense of comfort always washed over him when the two were alone like this.

So Jeongguk made up his mind not to hold back. He began to tug Taehyung's underwear down, lowering it enough so that his erection sprung up into view, and Jeongguk looked at the massive cock in front of him with widened eyes. He's seen this sight a few times by now, but it always left him dumbfounded. He'd wonder how in the world did such a thing manage to fit inside him, and yet, there he was preparing to put it in his mouth.

"Baby.." he heard Taehyung say from above him.

Jeongguk looked at him, and understood what it was he wanted to tell him without him having to say it. He carefully wrapped a hand over Taehyung's erection and brought it near his lips before darting his tongue out. He gave one lick, then two, and enclosed his lips over the tip to suck on it, creating suction between his mouth and the head. Jeongguk then pulled back and began to lick as though he were consuming a cone of ice cream, his free hand reaching to flick his finger up and down the lengthy base.

Taehyung grunted quietly and moved to grasp at the boy's hair before remembering that the nail polish was still in the process of drying. So instead he spread his thighs apart further and thrusted his hips up, shoving more of his cock inside the boy's mouth.

Jeongguk recoiled, pulled away with a sticky string of saliva and a gag, then narrowed his eyes at Taehyung.

"Don't do that.." he whined, hands continuing to pump at the base while he spoke. Taehyung's head darted to the side as he grinned lazily at him, eyes hazed with the building pleasure being stroked into him.

"Sorry," he grinned, flashing his pearly white teeth and winking cheekily at him. Just then, the younger couldn't believe that Taehyung had somehow managed to make winking seem... apologetic. Jeongguk pouted, face burning at the gesture. Taehyung just had to be aware of the power he held over others, that was for sure. Because if he did such things without even knowing how sexy he was, Jeongguk would consider it a crime.

"Don't smile at me," he murmured, then opened his mouth wide before taking the older's cock back in, a muffled moan leaving him as he bobbed his head back and forth in rhythm with his gliding hands.

Taehyung's eyes broadened, lips parting open as he choked out a breath. "Ohhh fuck.." he hissed, curving his neck back while several more curses left him in groans. "Shit, you're getting better at this."

Jeongguk's laugh came out muffled, the vibrations ricocheting over Taehyung's girth, and he continued to swallow with the man's throbbing cock in his throat. The older watched fondly as tears soon began to form at the brim of Jeongguk's eyes; and then sat patiently when the boy pulled back, gagging. Jeongguk shut his eyes tightly, choking out curt coughs repeatedly.

"You're alright..." Taehyung hummed, then leaned forward to caress the side of Jeongguk's face, wiping the tears carefully with the side of his hands. The boy soon stopped coughing, his breaths heavy as he panted, and Taehyung watched him calmly. "Yeah?"

"Yeah.." Jeongguk whimpered out with a nod, then reached to hold Taehyung's erect dick again while he cleared his throat.

"Don't overdo it," Taehyung said as he leaned back, and Jeongguk nodded one more time.

He began the kitten licking again, his cute short tongue gliding over the head of Taehyung's cock, coating it in his saliva. He could feel the older's eyes burning onto him, but the occasional shaky grunts he'd emit kept Jeongguk going at a consistent pace.

He licked, and sucked, and pecked the rigorously throbbing cock, finding its taste inexplicably addictive. But at some point Jeongguk needed a little break, so he pulled back, the saliva he'd left on the man making it easier for him to pump him with one hand, and Jeongguk leaned down to kiss on Taehyung's balls.

He put one in his mouth, slurped on it, flicked his tongue continuously against it, the motion sending Taehyung into a vibrant realm of pleasure. The man threw his head back against the couch and let out the most graveling grunt Jeongguk had ever heard. It was his first time hearing the other moan so loud, the guttural weight to his groaning sending a lustful shudder down Jeongguk's spine and straight to his crotch.

"S-Shit, o-oh baby," Taehyung moaned, the nickname pushing Jeongguk past his limit. He was unbelievably hard now, and regretted saying no to the man just earlier. But he had to see this through. Fuck, he needed to.

"Does it feel good..?" Jeongguk asked, his voice coming out much more airy and sultry than he'd intended. But he couldn't hide how turned on he was any longer. "Why don't you let me taste you now?"

He replaced his tongue with his thumb, rubbing Taehyung's balls with gentle flicks that circled around. And while he did that he placed the tip of the man's cock against his lips and looked at him. Taehyung, too, met his gaze.

"Cum for me, daddy..?"

And little did he know, that the kinky nickname he had used was all Taehyung needed to let himself loose. With a throaty, deep grunt he came down Jeongguk's mouth, his semen spilling quickly into the boy's throat. Jeongguk's eyes widened, not having expected the sudden bitter taste washing down his taste buds. But he didn't try to pull away; he was no quitter after all.

He knew very well that Taehyung cums a lot, yet it didn't stop him from sitting there and waiting for the man to drop every last bit of his seed into his mouth, all while he continued to fondle Taehyung's balls to milk out his orgasm. At one point, Jeongguk thought maybe it was over, so he sucked on the tip with a loud slurping sound before kissing it once, and Taehyung came again. Or maybe he just wasn't done. Jeongguk wasn't quite sure. Either way, he ignored the white liquid that had landed on his nose, and opened his mouth to swallow the remaining load.

"Fucking hell, bun..." Taehyung growled as he watched his last round of semen trickle down Jeongguk's tongue. He shifted, sat up and looked down at the mess he'd made on the boy's pretty face while he repeated his previous words. "You really are something else..."

Jeongguk blinked back at him innocently, a cute smile forming at his lips. The praise went straight to feed his ego, and he couldn't help but want to hear more compliments from Taehyung and his handsomely deep voice.

"Did I do good...?"

"You did so good, my darling. Fuck."

He looked at Taehyung with his flushed cheeks and bunny-like smile. A smile that was quickly wiped off his face when Jeongguk had then processed the look that Taehyung was giving him. A precise, predatory stare; one that told Jeongguk that the man wasn't quite done with him just yet.

And at the mere thought, Jeongguk could feel his own cock perk up against his pants.

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{ A / N }

phew.. this chapter was a bit longer, but I bet you all don't mind that ;) heh

thank u all again for reading fr.... when I started this book I didn't think so many people would even read it ahhh