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Private Requests - Chapter 11
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Taehyung wakes up to the scent of vanilla mix with coconut, a rare occasion now that they’ve begun to enter comeback period again. Thankfully, after months of preparations and the members of Bangtan have caught up to their busy schedules, the managers finally gave them a few days to rest.
Taehyung and Jungkook are at the latter’s apartment, eager to spend the rare few days alone together before going back to their schedules.
The older of the two blinks his eyes open and is immediately (and wonderfully) met with a half-***** dongsaeng in his arms. It has been a while since he had truly taken in Jungkook’s appearance. Even with their tight and tiring schedules, Taehyung and Jungkook have really tried to be in each other’s companies a lot, but it just isn’t the same. Taehyung misses his boyfriend dearly and he knows from Jungkook’s expressions – even though the younger has gotten much better in controlling them – that he misses Taehyung too.
The vocalist looks at his sleeping boyfriend with fond eyes, smiling when Jungkook scrunches his nose in his sleep. His hair is a greyish mint color now, mixed with his always adorable nose and pink pouty lips making him look ethereal, even more so if his doe eyes were to open. He’s gotten even bigger, biceps bulging and thighs the perfect size to bite into due to having more time in working out because of the pandemic. But his diet still makes his waist look tiny. His *** is perky and round because of the daily crunches the maknae always does during his rare free time. All in all his boyfriend is, as usual, if not more gorgeous.
Much as Taehyung wants to linger on his boyfriend’s perfectly proportioned body, he also wants nothing more than to kiss him, craves to take him because again, he fucking misses him.
Slowly, Taehyung moves the younger from on top of his chest to roll him onto his back, the action makes Jungkook mumble in his sleep. Even after all these years, the young man is still a heavy sleeper. He positions himself on top of Jungkook, carefully shifting his body with his hand against the mattress to keep his weight off the sleeping boy. Using his other hand, Taehyung caresses the maknae’s cheek, thumb stroking the scar Jungkook used to be insecure of, and as if sensing Taehyung’s presence, the younger moves his face towards the gentle hand.
“Mmh, Tae…” Taehyung pauses to check if Jungkook is still asleep and when he concludes that he is, he smiles wider at the thought of his lover dreaming about him.
Taehyung then lowers his face to give a kiss to Jungkook’s plush lips, lingering on the beauty mark at the bottom of his lower lip. When Jungkook hums again, Taehyung moves lower, kissing and nipping allover the milky white skin of his neck and collarbones to replace the almost faded marks that Taehyung had personally put on him a few weeks prior.
When his lips reach one of Jungkook’s nipples, he sucks on the pink bud, making the boy gasp in his sleep. He grins when Jungkook lets out a moan as he bites the sensitive ****** while he tweaks and pinches the other one.
“Ahh, hyungie.. mmh…” Without stopping his sucking, Taehyung looks up and checks again if Jungkook was still asleep. When he deems the boy is still in dreamland but would probably wake up soon, Taehyung pulls of with a ‘pop’. He moves to grab a bottle of lube from the drawers, popping the cap open and smears a good amount in his hand. He uses his other hand to take Jungkook’s now wet boxers off, making his hard member spring out, ready for Taehyung to eat up.
Jungkook moans loudly as Taehyung licks the head of his leaking cock, tasting and savoring his precome. The boy throws his head back against his pillow, back arching unconsciously when Taehyung takes his cock whole and sucks with vigor.
Taehyung’s own **** is twitching like crazy in the confinements of his pants but he decides to focus on his lover first. The fact that he has Jungkook in his arms, limp and vulnerable, all free for Taehyung to touch is turning him on like crazy.
They’ve talked about this. About Taehyung doing whatever he wants to Jungkook in his sleep. And when the latter gave him permission to do so, the older had practically jump in his arms, happy to be given consent while promising to take care of him. Jungkook had smiled shyly, stating that the thought of Taehyung touching him as much as he wanted while taking care of him, even without him knowing it makes him excited.
Jungkook gasps as Taehyung breaches his pink hole with lubed up fingers. He knows Jungkook is on the verge of waking up, hopes that the boy wakes up soon, disoriented but accepting when he realizes the situation he’s in.
True to his thoughts, as Taehyung adds a third finger, Jungkook whimpers while blinking his eyes open. “Whu-what- T-Tae- ****!”
Taehyung smirks as Jungkook arches his back again in pleasure, harder this time because the elder’s fingers have stroked his prostate. The vocalist pulls away from Jungkook’s cock to greet him with a, “Good morning, baby.”
He reaches up to give the boy a deep kiss and despite still disoriented, Jungkook puts his arms around his hyung’s shoulders and kisses him back. Taehyung swallows his gasps and moans as he continues jabbing Jungkook’s prostate. He growls when he feels his hair being pulled, yet the sounds Jungkook are making only turn him on more, so he relentlessly continues his ministration.
Jungkook’s moans are swallowed by Taehyung, but as his hyung twists his wrist just right, Jungkook’s eyes roll to the back of his head, “Hyung- Taehyungie-hyung, ahn!”
Said hyung pulls away from their kiss to see the boy’s expression, his face is dazed and flushed with want, eyes teary and lips swollen. As Taehyung’s said: he’s gorgeous. “This okay, pretty?”
“I-If you don’t make me come right this second, I swear to god you won’t be okay after this- shit!” He cuts off the boy’s demands by hitting his prostate again while he thumbs the head of his sensitive ****, grinning wildly when the Jungkook’s pissed off expression turns pliant and submissive.
“Hmm? What was that, baby boy? Is that a ‘please’ I hear?”
Jungkook shakes his head from side to side against the pillow, groaning as Taehyung squeezes his balls. “Puh-please, ****- Hyung, please make me come, I wanna come, please!”
“Since you asked so nicely,” Jungkook scratches Taehyung’s shoulder blades at the jab, but he doesn’t care. Taehyung loves seeing Jungkook like this. Despite the amount of muscles he has, despite he could bench press Taehyung or throw him over his shoulder, he gives himself to his boyfriend, letting him do whatever he wants with him and trusting him completely. “****, Kookie, you look so fucking hot, right now. Such a good boy for hyung, yeah?”
Taehyung knows Jungkook is close. Knows from him completely submitting to Taehyung, knows from his babbling and crying and how his body trembles that he only needs Taehyung’s permission before he could come. “I-I’m- hic- I’m a good boy. ‘m a good boy for Taetae-hyungie, ahh!”
“Come for me, gorgeous,” Jungkook screams as Taehyung keeps hitting his sensitive prostate while his other hand continues jerking him off. Come splutters allover Jungkook’s chest as his vision goes white. His back arches beautifully, his body and face flushed red and sweaty. He looks so hot and Taehyung thanks every god there is that he gets to be the one capable of making Jeon Jungkook like this, to be the only one to see him let go like this.
After a few seconds of coming, Jungkook whines pitifully while trying to get away from Taehyung’s hold who continues milking him. “Uh, uh, uh, hyung, I c-can’t. N-no more, please,” He catches his hyung’s shoulders with his hands, whimpering and pleading him to stop because his body is so sensitive after coming.
Taehyung eventually relents and Jungkook breathes a sigh of relieve that the former catches in his mouth. Jungkook kisses him back softly, now happy and satiated.
“Mmm, miss you, Hyungie,” Taehyung opens his eyes to meet Jungkook’s dazed ones, his expression blissful.
“I’ve missed you too, Kookie,” He gives Jungkook’s adorable nose a kiss, making his dongsaeng scrunch his nose and give him a bunny smile. “and because I’ve missed you so much, don’t think I’m done with you yet.”
Jungkook tilts his head while frowning.
Cute. Taehyung thought as his only answer to Jungkook’s questioning look is a boxy grin.
He’s going to destroy Jungkook in the next hour and his poor baby won’t know what’s coming.
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Chapter 2
Chapter Text
When Taehyung said that he isn’t done with Jungkook yet, the youngest of the two didn’t think he means this.
This means giving Jungkook time to shower after fingering him in his sleep. This means making Jungkook let his guard down in the showers, only for his hyung to invade his space, backing him against the wall and kissing him breathless. This means Taehyung asking for Jungkook’s permission to letting him do whatever he wants with him, in the extension of Jungkook using his safeword if it became too much.
As he gives his consent, Jungkook didn’t think Taehyung would be feeling this kinky today, but nevertheless, Jungkook feels his heart thumping wildly for what’s about to come.
After sticking his tongue down Jungkook’s throat, tasting his mouth thoroughly and making the younger man’s lips even more swollen, Taehyung takes out a bunch of silk rope out of thin air. He gazes deep into Jungkook’s eyes as if asking permission to continue.
Jungkook nods, gulping as his cock twitches in anticipation. Smiling, Taehyung says, “turn around,” and when he does, Jungkook feels the ropes being expertly tied around his wrists that are placed behind his back. Afterwards, Taehyung orders him to close his eyes. He could feel a blindfold being placed around his head, making his breath hitch.
“This okay?”
“Yes, hyung,” Taehyung ties the blindfold, making Jungkook unable to see and his other senses heighten.
“Good boy, now come here,” His hyung gently takes his arm and turns him around before guiding him to sit down on the cold tiles of the floor. He then bends Jungkook’s leg to his thigh and proceeds to tie his ankle against his thigh. After tying one of his legs, Taehyung then does the same with the other, making Jungkook’s position open and vulnerable. His pink and loose hole from their activities half an hour before now bare for the whole world to see.
“What’s your color, pretty?”
Jungkook squirms, yet he feels safe. After all, this isn’t the first time that he’s in this position, albeit it’s the first time they’re doing this in the showers.
After all, this is Taehyung. “I’m green, hyungie.”
Taehyung then proceeds to guide Jungkook to lay down on the floor. It may be cold, but it isn’t uncomfortable, in fact, Jungkook couldn’t wait for what’s to come.
He just didn’t expect the sudden pressure around his cock. “Mmmh, hyungie, noooo”
“What was that? I thought you were a good boy for hyung, Kook-ah? Was that a lie? Were you lying when you said you’re a good boy for me?”
Jungkook swallows his whine, shaking his head no, even if the cock ring he hated so much is being used against him today. “N-no, hyungie. I’m a good boy for hyung, I promise.”
Despite being unable to see, Jungkook knows Taehyung is smiling at his answer and that makes him glad. He wants– is a good boy for his hyung.
“That’s right, pretty. You’re a good boy for hyung, right? So you’ll take whatever hyung will give you, okay?”
Jungkook nods excitedly despite his embarrassing position. Waiting in the darkness for his hyung’s next move, Jungkook tries to breathe normally, heart in his chest thumping fast but in a good way.
After waiting for a few minutes, Jungkook gasps as he suddenly feels a spray of water on his half hard ****.
“A-ah!” Jungkook squirms, trying to get away from the intense pressure targeted at his sensitive cock, but the way he was lying on the floor and the ropes binding him are preventing him for being able to escape. “Ahh! Oh-oh god,”
He visions Taehyung in front of him, looking down at him with a smug face while aiming the showerhead at Jungkook’s cock as if he was playing a game. It should be infuriating, it should be embarrassing, but Jungkook has already come once not too long ago. His **** is still very much sensitive that any kind of attention on it would make him go crazy.
He shrieks when the water pressure becomes harder as Taehyung changes the switch for the showerhead. “****, oh, fuuuck! Tae!”
“Hmm? Did you just disrespect your hyung, babe?”
“Guh, n-no, I, ahh!” Jungkook arches his back as he suddenly feels vibration around his cock. Holy ****, Taehyung has chosen the vibrating cock ring they bought a few months ago to use on him today.
With the pressure of spraying water aiming at his hard and leaking member and with the addition of intense vibrations around it, it doesn’t take much for Jungkook to scream as he comes for the second time that day.
His vision goes white behind the blindfold. He feels floaty and after coming back, he begins sobbing as he realizes that he didn’t get to fully come. He came dry in the confinement of the offending object, yet the pressure and the vibration don’t stop from pleasuring him. If his legs weren’t tied to his thighs, Jungkook would have involuntarily kick them in the air, attempting to get away from the assault against his cock.
Because of the blindfold, Jungkook feels the pressure against his cock much worse. Jungkook could do nothing but lay helplessly and accept the ministrations. Could only scream and moan and mewl as Taehyung keeps making him come dry with only aiming a stream of water towards him and a push of a button.
“N-no,” Jungkook doesn’t even get to soften as his **** keeps getting hit by water and vibrations. He could only shake his head from side to side and beg pathetically, his toes curling and body writhing uselessly. “N-nooo, puh-please no more, ****! F-****, it’s too much! Hyungie, please!”
“No more?” Jungkook gasps when he feels Taehyung behind him. He doesn’t even realize that Taehyung has sat him up and placed Jungkook in front of him because he has been lost in the overwhelming pleasure and pain. Now his back lies against Taehyung’s ***** chest while the latter sits leaning against the wall. “You say no, but your body clearly says yes. Look at your pathetic cock, baby boy. All hard and leaking, practically begging me to slap it. Oh wait, now there’s an idea.”
Jungkook shrieks as he feels Taehyung’s big hand slap his ****.
“A-ahh!”
Smack.
“Ah, ****!”
Smack.
“Ah, n-no, stop-“
Smack.
“Oh god- f-****! Feels s-so good- ****!”
“See? Your cock’s twitching like crazy, baby, it wants me to play with it more. You’re such a slut wanting to be played with.” The vibration around his cock suddenly gets more intense, the cock ring is probably set in the highest setting now. Then Jungkook feels Taehyung’s mouth nibbling and licking his ear while his fingers alternatively tweak and pinch his sensitive nipples, all the while Taehyung uses his other hand to keep aiming the spray of water to Jungkook’s blue balls.
“Ahhhh, guh- uhh hyung, hyungie I’m c-coming, I’m coming again, ahhh!” Jungkook’s body spasms harshly in Taehyungs hold, screaming as he comes dry for the second time.
Jungkook’s ears are ringing as he tries to gulp in breaths. “What’s your color? Tell me your color, sweetheart,” He probably looks delirious right now, face flushed, body all wet and sweaty with drool running down his chin. But Jungkook still feels tethered. He’s not floaty enough, isn’t satisfied to the fullest. Now that he’s in this position, he wants to be full.
“M green, Koo’s green, Taetae-hyungie,” Jungkook could feel himself slipping into headspace, the place where he could just let go freely without a care because he has his hyung taking care of him.
“**** baby,” Taehyung mumbles while biting his neck. “you should look at yourself, fucking gorgeous.”
“Wuh-wanna be full… hyungie, please **** Kookie. Kookie wanna be full, please,” Jungkook begs to the darkness.
“****, yeah? Want hyung to **** you, right here, right now?”
“Mmmm, wanna hug. Wanna see hyungie while hyungie fucks Koo,” He whimpers while bucking his hips, trying to find something to grind his still hard cock against, still seeking for release that has been denied for too long.
“Okay, c’mere baby,” Jungkook feels the ropes binding him all loosened one by one. Next, he feels the blindfold around his head gone and once Jungkook could see again, he starts crying new set of tears. “Tell me your color again baby, before hyung fucks you,”
“I’m green Taehyungie-hyung,” He turns around in Taehyung’s lap and latches to the elder’s shoulders sluggishly. Jungkook doesn’t know what kind of expression that is on his face, but as soon as Taehyung sees him, he smashes his lips against Jungkook’s, making him whimper.
“Mmf, hyungie. **** Kookie, please. I can’t wait anymore, wanna come with you in me,”
“Yeah? Come here then, gorgeous. You’re doing so good for hyung, yeah.”
Jungkook is bigger than Taehyung but the latter doesn’t seem to have much difficulties when he lifts the younger up and positions him, lowering him to his hard member.
When Taehyung’s cock finally pushes through Jungkook’s loose hole, Jungkook’s eyes roll to the back of his head. Both young men moan in ecstasy, pleasure runs through their bodies as Taehyung hits Jungkook’s bundle of nerves repeatedly while Jungkook clenches and unclenches his walls for Taehyung’s cock.
Strings of moans and groans fill the bathroom, all the way to the apartment, both lovers not caring of who is hearing them.
It’s been a long time since it’s just the two of them, a long time since both could let go and just be.
“Hyung- hyungie, is Koo really a-a bad boy?”
“No. Fuck, no, Kookie is the best boy. You’re fucking gorgeous Jungkookie. You’re the prettiest, most hardworking and loving boyfriend. You’re the bestest boy anyone could ever have, you hear me? Not that I’ll let anyone have you ’cause you’re mine, baby. Hyung loves Kookie so much, ****-”
“Y-yours. W-wanna be yours forever ’cause Kookie- hic- Kookie loves Taetae too. Loves hyung so much, m-more hic- more than anyone, ahh!” Jungkook feels Taehyung hitting his prostate dead on and the pressure around his cock suddenly gone. Taehyung had taken off the cock ring around his **** and with only a few pumps with his big hand and Taehyung bottoming out, Jungkook is gone. He throws his head back, back arching and he would have fallen if not for Taehyung’s other arm around his waist.
Splurts of white stain his and Taehyung’s chest as Jungkook screams in pleasure while Taehyung groans as he fills his lover with his own come.
Jungkook doesn’t know how long time has passed since he blacked out, but once he’s comeback from headspace, he blinks his eyes open to find himself back in bed. He feels sore but clean and comfortable, sighing when his blurry vision is met with Taehyung looking down at him with a fond smile. “Welcome back, baby.”
Jungkook blushes as he remembers their activities from before, hiding his face in Taehyung’s now clothed chest. He gets like this sometimes after every sex that isn’t vanilla. Taehyung knows it’s not from embarrassment, the boy just gets all soft and cuddly (well, cuddlier) especially when he knows his lover had taken care of him while he was out.
He involuntarily clenches his hole and is delighted at the feeling of a butt plug resting against his prostate. “Mmh, thank you, hyung.” Laying in bed with Taehyung after rough sex, being taken care of by him and still feeling full after is truly one of Jungkook’s favorite feelings.
Taehyung cups the maknae’s cheek, gently lifting his face so they could gaze into each other’s eyes. “Jungkookie, letting me have control over you and you trusting me like that. The sight of you letting go, **** Kook, you were so gorgeous, you don’t know how amazing I felt. I should be thanking you.”
Jungkook feels tears gather in his eyes, heart clenching at his boyfriend’s words. “Of course I trust you, hyung. I always do.”
“You’re amazing, baby. I love you so much, my pretty boy.”
“Love you too, Taetae-hyung.” Jungkook kisses Taehyung’s palm before resting his cheek above the older’s heart again. “I’m kind of hungry, though”
Taehyung chuckles as he kisses Jungkook’s forehead. He then moves away a bit to grab something from their nightstand. “I’ve got you, bun.”
The next hour is spent with Taehyung feeding his baby some takeaway pancake and fruits. Simple yet gratifying. After breakfast in bed, Taehyung and Jungkook just lay around lazily in their bed, softly conversing about everything and nothing.
They have missed each other and now that they’re in each other’s company, they don’t need anything else.