Jungkook

The car rumbles up the gravel driveway, stones crunching under the tyres as it approaches the manor. Tall trees lush with colour fly by the window in streaks of green amongst the calming pink of the sky as the sun begins to set behind the grand building ahead.

It's the same as how I remembered; two tall pillars on either side of the large black door, an array of large glass windows and roses climbing up the perfect brickwork. It looks like something out of a movie.

The car driven by one of Taehyung's chauffeurs comes to a halt beside the stone steps that lead up to the door and I step out, saying a quick thank you and shutting the car door behind me. The air is rich with the smell of flowers and freshly cut grass, breeze slight but enough to control a few strands of hair that fly across my face.

Hastily, I climb up the steps and come face to face with a golden lion, ring hanging from its mouth waiting to be of use. I reach out and use the knocker, the sound floating on the wind, making it seem louder than it really is. After a short wait, the door creaks open revealing a middle-aged woman wearing a maid's attire and a warm smile.

"Good evening Mr. Jeon, please enter" she widens the door and I step inside, the warmer air startling me. I look around the entrance for Taehyung, however he is nowhere to be seen.

"Master Kim is in the drawing room to your right, I believe he is waiting for you" the maid says, pointing towards a wooden door down a corridor.

"Thank you" I nod and head towards the door.

I was simply invited for a dinner with Taehyung at his manor after a long day at work. Although Friday's aren't the most stressful of days, it is still a nice treat to have at the end of a long week.

Mind you, as it's Taehyung, I'm sure it's not just a dinner I will be receiving.

I grab hold of the handle and turn it, opening the door to the drawing room and entering.

The room, despite being large, feels cosy and homely. A comfy looking sofa sits facing a fireplace, a burning flame causing dancing colours of orange and red to fill the dark room. The only other sources of light, it would seem, are a few candles situated around the room, enhancing the orange hue within. A huge bookcase takes up one side of the expanse, books upon books filling its shelves. On the far wall is a large bay window looking out onto the beautiful garden and a small round table in front of it. The crisp white tablecloth is covered with red rose petals, a candle, silver cutlery and the shadow of a figure. The figure is a man, stood beside the table and looking out onto the green bushes and blue shimmer of the pond. Kim Taehyung.

I quietly shut the door and make my way over to him, his back facing me. Being careful not to knock over a vase, I meander through a gap between a pillar and a pool table and eventually reach Taehyung. I wrap my arms around him from behind and smile, resting my chin on his shoulder.

"Hey" I say in a funny voice, causing Tae to chuckle deeply. He turns around to look at me, the light from the fire casting moving shadows on his face. Without warning, he leans forward and kisses my lips softly, hand on my cheek. A surge of warmth washes over me, combining with the heat from the fire. I feel my cheeks burning.

After a few seconds, Taehyung retracts his lips from mine, a smile evident on his face.

"How is my baby boy?" He asks with his silky smooth voice, velvet like the armchair sat in the far corner of the room.

"Tired from work but apart from that, I'm excited for the evening ahead" I respond, winking at him. He raises an eyebrow and smirks, stroking my cheekbone with his warm thumb.

"Of course, I assure you that it will be the most magical night of your life" Taehyung whispers in my ear, causing the hairs on my neck to stand on end. A shiver rushes down my spine and I try my best to conceal it, however he still manages to notice.

He moves away and takes my hand, escorting me to a seat at the table. I sit down, Taehyung pushing the chair in as I do so. He sits opposite me, the soft light of the sunset making his already tanned skin radiate a golden glow. With his graceful hand, he retrieves a bottle of champagne from a bucket of ice at his feet, pouring my glass and his full with bubbly liquid. He lifts his glass up and I do the same, tapping them against each other with a clink.

"To us"

-x-

After a three course meal of prawn cocktail, steak, black forest gateau and perhaps the most expensive tasting wine I've ever consumed, we have retired to the sofa in front of the still burning fire. The warmth of the flames and Taehyung's body sat next to me leads me to have no choice but to take my suit jacket off, leaving me in my shirt, tie and trousers. I toss the jacket onto the arm of the sofa, laying down and resting my head on Taehyung's lap. He looks down at me and smiles, stroking a hand through my hair. I sigh with bliss, the feeling relaxing and soothing.

"Have you had enough to eat, baby?" Taehyung asks softly, hand still playing with my hair. I nod, smiling.

"Yeah, thank you hyung... I feel like if I eat anymore I may explode" I giggle and he grins, gaze deep on my own.

"Is there anything else you would like?" He adds, tilting his head and leaning down so that his face is closer to mine.

"You"

I move my head up and close the gap between us, lips pressing against my own. I wrap my arms around his neck to keep myself raised slightly from his lap, one of his hands supporting my neck from behind and the other at my waist. The kiss grows deeper with every movement, mouths crashing against one another as we long for each other's warmth.

Suddenly, Taehyung detaches his lips from mine, leaving them bare and cold. I whimper, causing him to smirk down at me.

"Let's continue this somewhere more appropriate..." he whispers in my ear, the cold feeling of his separation soon being replaced by a surge of heat that travels from the nerves in my ear to the bottom of my spine. I nod and stand up from the sofa, Taehyung joining me and grabbing hold of my hand; his hand is larger than mine, long elegant fingers sliding in between my own.

He leads me out of the drawing room and into the entrance hall, the harsh glow of the chandelier above significantly brighter than the soft flames in the other room. I squint my eyes slightly due to the drastic change, however slowly get used to it by the time Taehyung is pulling me up the grand staircase. After taking my shoes and socks off in the drawing room beforehand (mainly so I didn't feel like I was ruining the expensive materials of the carpet and sofa), I can feel the cool marble under my feet as we jog upwards to the second floor of the large mansion.

We reach the landing, my bare feet finding their way onto a warm fluffy carpet. I briefly recall the way to Taehyung's bedroom from the night of the company party as he leads the way, eventually approaching a familiar white door on the right. Taehyung looks back at me with a look I have seen a few times before, making me feel weak all over despite the reoccurrence.

He opens the door to his room, the hinges creaking slightly from ageing. As he pulls me in, my mouth falls wide at the difference from the last time I entered his bedroom. Like the drawing room, the only source of light is the glowing flames from candles dotted all around the expanse. How many candles does he have?!?

The bed is made up of an ivory silk sheet, gold pillows and crimson rose petals, situated in the middle of the room. His white curtains have been replaced with red ones, the silver moonlight shining through and making the room glow a distinctive pink. Even the fluffy cream rug has been removed, a ruby heart shaped one taking its place.

I feel Taehyung's warm hand leave mine, a soft click behind me indicating his actions; locking the door. His hot breath tickles the back of my neck once he has returned, arms wrapping around my waist and pulling my back into his chest. His lips hover over the skin of my jaw, heat soaking into my body like the ocean as it laps onto the sand.

Not being able to withstand much more, I turn around in his strong hold so that we are facing one another. His eyes look me up and down, teeth biting down on his bottom lip and body pressed up against mine. His eyes, a deep almond, seem to absorb every inch of my being with his gaze.

With my right hand, I grab hold of the crimson tie wrapped around his neck and use it to lurch his head forward, smashing his mouth onto mine with a wave of passion that I have never experienced before. He groans with pleasure against my lips and moves his hands to the back of my thighs. He applies a strong force to them, causing me to lift them up and jump, wrapping my legs around his waist. His strong hold keeps me up as he begins to move towards the bed covered in rose petals.

The kiss, meanwhile, seems to get more and more powerful with every movement. Somewhere along the line, Taehyung had forced his tongue into my mouth. I rub my own muscle against his and we both make a noise in the back of our throats, not quite a moan but too passionate to be a whimper. I taste every corner of his mouth, taking in the flavours of wine and cherries.

Taehyung lowers me onto the bed, the silk soft under my body. With elongated fingers, he begins to undo my tie and buttons of my shirt before undoing his own. We both shrug off our shirts and Taehyung looks down on me, looking me up and down like I'm the most beautiful thing he has ever seen. My cheeks warm with the thought, his eyes filled with ardour and tongue lipping his lips.

I feel vulnerable under his predator-like gaze. However, despite being hopeless, every inch of me wants more. More of the thrill, more of the lack of control, more of being his. It sounds ridiculous in my mind, but I know I am in safe hands. I know that he loves me and would never hurt me.

Taehyung connects his lips to my jaw, his warm mouth sending shockwaves down my spine. His soft strands of hair fall in front of his face as he makes his way down, reaching my sensitive collarbone. I gasp as he bites down on the skin, taking it between his teeth and leaving a red mark behind. I am yours. You are mine.

After leaving several marks all over my collarbones and chest, his mop of chocolate locks travels down to my pelvis, brushing his lips just above my belt. He rises his head and looks up at me, hands resting on the buckle. His eyes are filled with reassurance and I simply nod, urging him to continue. He smiles warmly before unbuckling my belt and sliding it out of the belt loops, unzipping my trousers and pulling them down. Once they are off, Taehyung tosses the clothing aside, falling onto the fluffy red rug.

So I'm not the only one in just underwear, he also removes his trousers before stroking my bare thigh with his warm hands. He moves it to the waistband of my boxers, tugging on it gently.

"Are you sure you want to do this, baby?" Taehyung suddenly asks, breaking the pleasant silence. I look him in the eyes and see the gentleness in them. Despite being lustful, he cares. A warmth rises in me at the sudden realisation that this is it; the time I lose my virginity.

And I couldn't have chosen a better person to lose it to.

"I'm sure" I answer confidently, no doubt in my voice or mind. He nods and his gaze holds the same gentle nature, like how a stargazer admires the night.

His hands pull down on the waistband and cool air hits my skin, sending a shiver down my spine. I close my eyes to avoid Taehyung's gaze, knowing that it will make me flustered. I hear something fall on the floor next to the bed, then the groan of a drawer being opened. I peer through half-lidded eyes to take in the situation, the figure of the man on top of me reaching over to the bedside table and retrieving a bottle of lube.

I gulp as Taehyung carefully spreads my legs apart with gentle hands, his delicate touch encompassing my thighs. He uncaps the bottle and smothers the liquid onto the fingers of his left hand, the only sound being our heavy breathing and the thumping of my heart against my rib cage. Butterflies fill my stomach, however their fluttering ground me as something to focus on. I'd be lying if I said I'm not incredibly nervous, however another part of me is excited and needing.

"You ready?" Taehyung asks calmly, situating his fingers at my entrance. I bite my lip, take a deep breath and nod.

"Yes, I am"

3rd person POV

Taehyung slides his index finger into Jungkook's hole, a gasp coming from the younger. The lube is cold compared to their bodies, making the sensation even stranger. Jungkook whimpers as Tae inserts a second finger, widening the entrance in a scissor-like manner. Jungkook has done these things to himself before, however would never admit that to anyone. Despite this, the elder notices the lack of struggle for him, smirking and adding a third finger. This causes Jungkook to bite his lip, groaning in the back of his throat.

It's not painful enough to hurt, however gives a sense of discomfort for the younger, his body squirming on the silk. As Taehyung moves his fingers around, the younger whimpers and gasps. He's being impatient. He stops struggling, the feeling still foreign but less uncomfortable.

Taehyung withdraws his fingers and pulls down his own underwear, throwing them aside. His naked body is perfect; all the right proportions and amount of muscle. His skin is smooth to the touch.

Positioning himself near Jungkook's entrance, Taehyung checks to see if the latter is okay. Receiving a reassuring nod, he begins.

Jungkook gasps loudly, clutching onto the silk, head thrown back. It's not like anything he's ever felt before. As Taehyung slowly enters him, the pain increases. Tears form in his eyes which he attempts to blink back. His breathing becomes uneven and eyes scrunch closed.

"A-ah Hyung" he groans once all of Tae's length is inside. The pain is excruciating but he waits to adjust, sounds escaping his mouth that have never come out before; a mixture of a whimper and a groan.

"Are you okay, baby?" Taehyung asks softly, stroking Jungkook's thigh with a soothing thumb.

"Y-yes keep going" the younger says breathily. The pain seizes ever so slightly and Jungkook exhales deeply.

Taehyung begins to move inside Jungkook, leaning down and kissing his neck and jaw. This helps distract the younger from some of the discomfort.

Sweat forming on his forehead, Jungkook groans loudly. His hair sticks to his skin.

Taehyung continues to move in and out, quickening the pace. He enters at a different angle, causing Jungkook to moan and arch his back. A smirk finds its way on the elder's lips.

With every thrust, Jungkook becomes more and more flustered. The agony still stands, however an odd pleasure joins it. The two feelings mix strangely together like drinks that taste odd when put in the same glass.

Another moan passes through his plump lips, head tilted back and neck being attacked with kisses and bites. A warm aching pool grows in the pit of his stomach, increasing with every movement.

"H-Hyung I'm- ah" he tries to warn Taehyung but fails, his breath being taken away from him. Despite this, the other understands. He keeps the same pace and strokes Jungkook's stomach for comfort. With a harsh bite of the lip, the younger's back arches and reaches his climax. A loud moan fills the room and is swallowed up by Taehyung, lips over Jungkook's mouth and hands at his hipbones. He too releases, groaning lustfully against the other's tender and bruised lips.

They breathe heavily in unison like they're the same person, sweaty bodies pressed against each other. Taehyung pulls out and falls next to Jungkook on the silk sheets. The younger goes to turn and face him, however a jolt of pain runs through him and he groans. Taehyung can't help but chuckle.

"How was that for your first time, baby?"

Jungkook, instead of moving his body, turns his head to look at Taehyung with shimmering dark eyes, skin absorbing the red hue of the room and glowing pink. His hair is tousled and wet and yet he looks like something ethereal; an angel, perhaps.

"It hurt like hell to be honest but I'm glad it was with you... wait that wasn't very romantic let me take that back um-"

Jungkook stops as Taehyung grins, moving a strand of hair out of his vision.

"You're a dork" is all he says, planting a soft kiss on Jungkook's forehead.

"But I'm your dork" he responds, smiling.

The two laugh, Jungkook complains about his ass hurting, Taehyung watches the younger with amusement and the moon shines through the red curtains.

The silver light glows on Jungkook's face and his hair has a halo of brilliance floating around the strands. Taehyung exhales deeply with admiration.

His angel.

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So I'm not dead after all :'))

I promised myself I would come back to writing this year so here I am. Over 3000 words with smut... I hope I am forgiven lol

Expect more soon, I won't leave you like that again. Also expect more smut bc now they're together and office sex is always hot I mean what

🅱️ye lads 🤙