《The Arrangement》35 🔥
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With his fingertips under the band of Taehyung's briefs, he pulled down the material until the elder was left bare beneath him. He tried not to devour Taehyung with his eyes, but his mouth was watering while taking in his naked boyfriend.
He ran his hands up and down Taehyung's thighs, caressing the sensitive inner area with his thumbs. That earned him a small moan, which was a heavenly sound he needed to hear again.
Taehyung had his head thrown back as he continued to receive attention to his legs, his cock almost fully hard against his stomach. With his eyes closed, each touch was unexpected and felt magnified. When Jungkook's hand wrapped around his length, he slightly jumped.
Jungkook chuckled. "Open your eyes, Tae. I wanted to show you something, remember?"
Taehyung managed to open his eyes, though it was difficult with the younger's hand slowly pumping him. The pleasure was almost overpowering.
"Good job. Now keep watching me, okay?"
Jungkook acted before Taehyung had a chance to respond. He opened his mouth to lick the elder's cock from base to tip and back again, his tongue tasting every inch. The loud sounds ripping from Taehyung's chest was a sign of encouragement; he wrapped his lips around the leaking tip and sucked.
"Fuck, Kookie," the elder panted, watching as the younger took more of him in his mouth. He wanted to slam himself into Jungkook's throat, but didn't want to finish just yet.
He had to remember there was more to come.
"Baby, take off the rest of your clothes," he ordered shakily after a couple of minutes. Their eyes met as Jungkook lifted off of his cock.
The younger obeyed as he worked to undress himself the rest of the way. Meanwhile, Taehyung leaned over towards his nightstand, grabbing some necessary supplies. He turned back and let out a slew of curses at the view of Jungkook's bare ass.
"Come here, baby," he said lowly, his voice undeniably husky. "Lay down."
Jungkook eyed the lube in the elder's hands and swallowed. He fully trusted Taehyung and knew he'd make the experience good for him. But the unknown was still a bit scary.
A soft rustling sounded as Taehyung scooted beside the younger. He pressed himself against the boy, running a hand down to grab his hard cock and pressing kisses against his collarbone.
"We don't talk enough about how handsome you are," Taehyung said against Jungkook's skin. He increased the speed of his hand, making sure to flick his thumb over the swollen tip. "You're so beautiful."
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Jungkook moaned in response.
"I'm going to prep you now, baby. That's going to help get you ready for me in a bit, okay? We'll go slow."
The sound of lube squeezing out pricked Jungkook's ears. "How do you want me?"
Taehyung coated his fingers and set the tube to the side. "Spread your legs and bend your knees."
Once Jungkook complied, Taehyung wiggled closer. He traced a finger over the younger's entrance, not missing the boy's slight intake of breath.
Taehyung leaned down to kiss him, passionately thrusting his tongue into the younger's mouth. As Jungkook started to kiss him back more fervently, he incrementally pushed his finger inside.
Jungkook gasped against his lips, a slight burning sensation completely capturing his attention as the elder slid more of his finger inside.
"That's it, baby. You're doing so well," Taehyung praised, pressing his lips softly on the younger's forehead. He slowly removed the digit before pressing back in fully again.
"Kiss me, Tae," Jungkook pleaded, needing to be distracted by the uncomfortable stretching of his walls.
Taehyung could feel him tensing, so he halted all movement. Carefully, he leaned into Jungkook to place his lips against the younger's. He kissed him delicately and without urgency. The most important thing now was to make sure he was relaxed and comfortable.
Slowly, the tension began to leave Jungkook's body as he thought solely about kissing Taehyung. Experimentally, he rocked his hips up to feel more of the elder's finger.
"Try again, Tae," he murmured mid-kiss.
Taehyung began moving again, getting Jungkook used to the feeling. "How's that, baby?"
"Better."
"This is where is gets good now," Taehyung whispered, placing his mouth at Jungkook's neck and sucking. He curled his finger to directly caress the younger's prostate.
"Fuck," Jungkook swore, instantly tilting his hips to meet the elder's strokes.
Taehyung continued massaging the gland as he traced Jungkook's earlobe with his tongue. "Faster? Slower? More pressure?"
A moan ripped out of the younger's mouth. "Yes."
Taehyung chuckled at the lack of direction, biting Jungkook's earlobe as he inserted another finger. The younger began to tense again, but stopped as more pressure was applied exactly where he wanted it.
"Tae," he moaned yet again, feeling like he could explode from the pleasure he was receiving. "Fuck. Please, Tae," he begged, not entirely sure what he was asking for.
But Taehyung did. After adequately stretching his walls and adding a third finger, he was pumping his hand at a vigorous rate. Jungkook was writhing beneath him, exactly the state Taehyung wanted him to be in.
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He withdrew his fingers and quickly rolled on a condom. After lathering his cock with an excessive amount of lube, he nestled between Jungkook's legs and blanketed himself over the boy.
"I love you so fucking much, baby," Taehyung said as he placed his tip at Jungkook's entrance. "We have been through so much together and it's only made what we have stronger."
He pushed himself in an inch, stopping there so Jungkook could adjust.
"I'm so glad I'm the first one to ever touch you this way," he continued as he pushed in a bit more. "It's how it was always supposed to be."
Jungkook gripped the elder's shoulders as he took in more of Taehyung. "So poetic for someone whose dick is up my ass."
Taehyung shakily chuckled, pushing in the rest of the way. He groaned at the feeling, which had both a physical and emotional impact on him.
"Tell me how you're doing, Kook," he said as he looked down at the younger.
Jungkook tightened his hold on Taehyung's shoulders and pushed him down so they were chest to chest. The elder's arms wrapped around his neck and Jungkook's did the same.
"Make love to me, Tae."
Taehyung kissed Jungkook one more time before resting his head in the crook of the boy's neck. He thrusted into the younger, his strokes long and drawn out to maximize the pleasure for the both of them.
The feelings were overwhelming to him. He hadn't had sex in a couple years, so his body was on fire with the sensation of being enveloped once more. But beyond that, this was the first time he ever had sex with someone he loved.
Jungkook was releasing breathy moans as Taehyung continued to stimulate him. His hips met each thrust the elder gave him, craving more and more. Luckily, that's just what Taehyung planned to give him.
"I'm going to go harder, baby. Is that okay?"
Jungkook nodded greedily, digging his nails into Taehyung's skin for emphasis. To his surprise, however, the elder withdrew and hopped off the bed. Jungkook whimpered at the sudden loss.
"So impatient," Taehyung smirked as he stood at the edge of the bed. He hooked his hands under the younger's knees and pulled, causing Jungkook to slide to the edge with him.
Taehyung took hold of himself and ran his tip over Jungkook's entrance. Before he rammed himself back in, he placed his hands under the boy's thighs for support and said intensely, "I love you."
Jungkook's back arched off the bed from the force of Taehyung's thrusts. His hands fisted in the sheets as he moaned with pleasure, blissful tears filling his eyes.
"Tae."
Taehyung roughly took hold of Jungkook's cock and palmed him quickly. He leaned over and spit, using his saliva as extra lubrication. This caused the younger to toss his head back and forth uncontrollably, his impending climax getting closer and closer. Taehyung was almost there himself, but he wanted to take care of his love first.
Jungkook forced himself to still his head, his gaze soaking up the beautiful image of Taehyung. Sweat glistened on his chest and his blue hair was matted to his forehead. His mouth was parted as he breathed heavily and his eyes were looking at Jungkook with all the desire in the world.
Taehyung licked his lip and that's what did it for Jungkook.
His moan was piercing as he came into Taehyung's hand, his body convulsing as his release rippled through him.
Taehyung bent over Jungkook's body and pounded into him furiously, knowing he was seconds away from exploding himself. Just when he thought he could take it no more, he swore loudly and came. He bit into Jungkook's bicep as his entire body shook from the force of his orgasm.
Both of their breathing slowly quieted, the heaving of their chests returning to normal. Taehyung carefully withdrew from Jungkook before rejoining him on the bed, snuggling into his side.
Jungkook turned to face the elder, his hands instantly cupping his flushed cheeks. "Tae . . . "
Taehyung softly stroked his hip. "I got carried away, Kook, I'm sorry. I said I was going to make love to you and I ended up fucking you, didn't I?"
"Tae," the younger giggled, "that was amazing. The perfect balance. You can fucking make love to me any way you want. It's all the same to me."
"Fucking make love?"
"Make fucking love?" Jungkook amended, a giddy smile on his face.
Taehyung smiled right back at him. "I think the endorphins are making you crazy right now."
Jungkook winked. "Just crazy for you."
They snuggled deeper into each other's embrace, laughs stirring the otherwise silent apartment.
"Well, then, Kook. It's a good thing I'm crazy for you, too."
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