C H A P T E R

THIRTY-FIVE:

Not even thirty minutes later, Taehyung and Jungkook were in the showers cleaning themselves, or well, they were supposed to be. You see, Taehyung thought it would be a good idea to shrug on all of their clothes and quickly head to the showers, before any other their friends came looking for them and found...the two in an odd position. And Jungkook agreed with happiness. Eyes sparkling just at the thought of running his soapy hands through Taehyung's black, curly hair as Taehyung peppered soft kisses onto his love bite covered neck.

It was something that was supposed to be more sensual and romantic than sexual and passionate. And that's how it started out, with the two slowly undressing each other while giggling, the showers all to their self, they could be as loud as they wanted. And it was sweet. Sweet to know how much the two young boys were enjoying each other's words, bodies and sweet nothings. They had missed out on so many moments that they wanted to catch up, all in one day. They didn't mind though, it made it all the more better, new experiences and so.

But soon, it turned out to be more than washing each other, tracing patterns on each other's backs, and softly staring into each other's eyes as the water poured over them, it soon turned into more than a cute, soft and sweet moment of two lovers cleaning each other after they just had made love and confessed to each other. Yes, bliss was filled into them, right to the top, so much that it was overflowing from them like the water, and pooling at their feet. But after a while, another feeling dripped into their veins, something more... particular.

And Taehyung couldn't hold back his emotions, from the minute he pulled Jungkook's tight little boxers down, all he wanted to do was push Jungkook against the wall and ram into the younger so hard that the smaller forgets what day it is. But for his little cherry coloured bunny, he respected what his bunny wanted. And that was a special moment between the two as they cleaned themselves. And so, Taehyung lost himself in Jungkook's sparkling eyes, that seemed a lot like it held all of the galaxies in them, not just the one, the whole universe and everything in it.

How was Taehyung able to catch such a beauty on his hands? He'll never know where to start, or how to explain it. Because this was just something that simply, couldn't be explained. It was like the heavens sent down an angel, and Taehyung had discovered it. Not wanting to let the art go, Taehyung kept it. And now he was feeling bad, no one else could have this beauty...but it also made him so so victorious. Because Jeon Jungkook was Taehyung's. Everything about the smaller boy was just made for Taehyung. And there was no other answer.

His heart, his eyes, his smile, the curves of his waist, his toned stomach, his small hands, his thick thighs. Everything of Jungkook was not only his own, but also Kim Taehyung's. And if if the marks littered all over Jungkook's body didn't prove that, then surely Taehyung would find another way to make sure people knew who he was. Taehyung's heart swells as he pulls Jungkook in even closer, kissing his neck gingerly, not wanting to hurt the smaller boy. Taehyung made sure to be as gentle as he could with Jungkook, his hands so gentle that they were ghosting over Jungkook's hips.

Jungkook on the other hand, was not feeling the same way as Taehyung, per say. Of course, he absolutely adored the way Taehyung was treating him, like he was something so fragile, one wrong move and he'll shatter to thousands of pieces. And Jungkook really thought he'd enjoy Taehyung's softness, the way he looked at Jungkook like Jungkook wasn't really there, a figment of his own imagination. But... like a bunny in heat, all Jungkook wanted to do was pounce of Taehyung and have his way until the both of them couldn't even lift their index finger, that's how exhausted they were.

And Jungkook really thought he wanted gentle kisses, but all of that was thrown away, out of the window and into the trash when Taehyung has finally stepped into the showers, the water drowning his tan skin. Droplets falling to his feet, everything about his body large (and Jungkook means everything), curly black hair sticking to his forehead as he pulled Jungkook. How could Jungkook's mind not race to places that he never knew existed in his brain. It was so hard to control himself. All he wanted to was to leap onto Taehyung and lick the older, ridding him of every single water droplet that was on his body.

Jungkook smiles softly, massaging shampoo into Taehyung's scalp, smirking a little when Taehyung let's out a soft groan as Jungkook mischievously tugs on his hair harshly. Yup, Jungkook was really desperate to get his lover's beast awake. Turns out, he didn't need to do that much work. Because Taehyung's beast was awake from the start, he was just waiting for Jungkook to make the first move.

Yes, Taehyung knew that Jungkook wanted to do more than shower. He was watching the cherry's every move. The way he pressed himself against Taehyung, or the way he got on his knees and looked up at Taehyung with a sinful look in his eyes while he massaged the soapy suds onto Taehyung's thighs, or the way he bit his lips as Taehyung touched his hips, the way that he held back whimpers and shut his eyes tightly when Taehyung's fingers got dangerously close to his fluttering hole.

Taehyung smirks, wanting to tease his baby bunny even more. He loved this feeling. He loved knowing that he's the only one that could make Jungkook feel this type of way.

"Bend down pretty baby," Taehyung rasps, his voice deeper than intended. He smirks internally when he sees Jungkook blush profusely, "w-what?" He says, stepping backwards until his back hit the cold tiles of the shower walls. Taehyung, like a slithering snake, makes his way towards Jungkook, hands immediately finding their way to Jungkook's hips, squeezing them harshly, which makes Jungkook close his eyes in a slight twinge of pain mixed with pleasure.

It's like Taehyung knew exactly what Jungkook wanted.

And that made Jungkook's own arousal shoot through the roof.

"We're not going to do anything, I promise, just have to clean you well," Taehyung says softly which makes Jungkook's eyes snap open in disappointment. What? Did Taehyung not want to fuck Jungkook as much as Jungkook wanted to fuck him? The cherry haired boy's shoulders slump as he glares at Taehyung's teasing smile.

Was this boy teasing Jungkook? Fine, then Jungkook would just have to do it his own way. If Taehyung wasn't going to do it for him, he was going to do it himself.

Jungkook watched with clouded eyes as Taehyung continued scrubbing his body, the suds trailing deliciously down his body along with the water. And the cherry's mouth struggles to stay shut, his tongue probing the wall of his cheek, body drugged with need for Taehyung, eventhough half an hour ago he had already eaten his full of Taehyung. But Jungkook couldn't help his greediness.

Come on now, who wouldn't want Taehyung? All of the girls fell to their knees for him, and even though he didn't notice it, everyone wanted him. There was always something so alluring about him, dark, and now Jungkook had Taehyung wrapped around his slim nimble fingers. In a way, Jungkook owned Taehyung. And that made Jungkook shudder with arousal.

Stepping up to Taehyung, his body being doused in steamy hot water, the scene turns less innocent, and more passionate. Taehyung visibly gulps, immediately noticing how Jungkook's mood turned the flip side round. It was like something had possessed the smaller, and now he was being controlled. And Taehyung's eyes just couldn't move away from Jungkook's body, the way his body curved in all the right places, waist small, thighs lush. Everything about the smaller was just begging for Taehyung's large hands rubbing him up and down.

Jungkook's slim hands travel around Taehyung's neck, pulling the boy in closer, lips barely touching the olders ears as he sensually whispered, "no thanks, I can do it by myself," Jungkook then bites down onto Taehyung's ear, making the older hiss, and steps away, trying to get his ass on show as he bent down in front of Taehyung.

Desire slicked through Taehyung's body like a pool of wine, making his mind hazy as he watched with hooded eyes the obscene Jungkook in front of him. Who knew that the bunny he pampered so badly wasn't as innocent as everyone thought?

Taehyung, that's who.

Bangs sticking to his forehead, Taehyung sweats nervously, trying to control himself as he watches Jungkook press his fingers into his hole, a soft whimper leaving his lips, eyes shut in pleasure as he “cleaned” himself. Cock growing hard against his stomach, Taehyung's hand finds their way onto Jungkook's plush ass, gripping at the meaty flesh, eyes dark and enticing. Jungkook gasps, and instead of falling sick to Taehyung's touch, he slaps the olders hands away with a grin.

"No touching," Jungkook says, voice barely audible over the water that was spraying out from the showerhead.

Taehyung grunts, his body shaking with need for Jungkook. Just watching Jungkook fuck himself made him want to push his cherry onto the wall and pound into him so hard that everyone in the world could hear Jungkook's moans, the sound of Taehyung's grunts, and the sound of their skin slapping against each other.

Jungkook moans out, cheeks slightly tinted pink, he's never done anything like this before but it's all coming to him so naturally. Nonetheless, he continues to fuck himself, knowing that Taehyung would be burning with pleasure. Curling his finger, Jungkook gasps out, one hand pressed against the wall to support himself, the other focusing on pleasuring himself.

Taehyung, now painfully hard, tries his best to not touch Jungkook, or even react to the smaller boy. But all control is thrown out of the window, falling down eighty stories, onto the ground for people to walk over, when Jungkook's moan turns more pitched. Taehyung's hands grip Jungkook's hips, pulling the smaller boy in, grinding his cock against Jungkook's plush ass. Jungkook gasps, "T-taehyung," now both of his hands on the wall in front of him.

With an unsatisfied groan, Taehyung harshly shuts off the water, ready to fuck Jungkook harshly. But before he could he spanks Jungkook, making the smaller boy gasp out, the stinging feeling on his ass staying, and Taehyung does it again. Jungkook was now unbelievably hard, and was looking for some friction by rubbing his legs together, but he knew what he needed. Taehyung.

" 's funny how you think you have control over your own body," Taehyung grounds out, hands wrapping around Jungkook's neck, pulling him to stand up straight. Jungkook whimpers, his eyes closing as Taehyung's nails dig into the back of his neck. "When your body reacts more to me than it reacts to yourself," the older boy whispers deeply into Jungkook's ear as he pushes two fingers into Jungkook. Jungkook moans out loudly. Taehyung was right. So damn right.

"P-please Taehyung-ah!"

Taehyung smirks at Jungkook being so vocal, tugging on the boys hips, pulling him even more closer, so close that Jungkook could feel Taehyung's dick on his back. "Please what?" Jungkook shakes his head, eyes teary, "fuck me! Please," Jungkook moans out as Taehyung adds another finger, stretching the younger boy, fingers fucking him rapidly.

Jungkook almost reaches his peak. Almost.

"I-im gonna-"

But Taehyung wraps his hand around Jungkook's hard length, using his thumb to press down on Jungkook's slit roughly, stopping the younger boy from reaching his peak. Jungkook turns his head slightly to look at Taehyung helplessly, immediately reaching a dry orgasm.

"I don't think you are baby boy," Taehyung smirks devilishly.

Jungkook was fucked.

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I'm spoiling you guys too much I swear-

Anyways, who wants more smut?

Also guys, fuck school, I'm dropping out (jkjk my asian parents would never)

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