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Jimin’s voice calling his name brings Jungkook back from his dreams into the real world again. One of his eyes cracks open. It takes him a few moments to adjust to the bus’ lights after a couple of hours sleeping. Once he turns his head, he can make out his friend standing next to him, arms crossed over his chest and annoyance written all over his face.
“It’s been forever! Jesus, just how much of a heavy sleeper are you?”
Jungkook rolls his eyes and gets up in his seat.
“You’re such a drama qu-”
Before he can even finish his sentence, realization hits him. Looking around he notices that everyone else has left the bus.
Jungkook watches Jimin raise one of his eyebrows and smirk mockingly at him, as if he was saying ‘I told you’. The only thing he can do now, is click his tongue and push Jimin slightly with his shoulder, to make way for himself, so he can get off the vehicle.
The man standing next to the bus greets him with a short bow. From where he is standing, he notices the strong smell of cigarettes.
‘Disgusting’, Jungkook thinks to himself as he holds his breath, trying not to make it so obvious and walks to the side of the bus, where his luggage is. He does his best to avoid the smoke as much as he can with Jimin walking just behind him.
Letting his bags fall to the floor, Jungkook finally enters the hotel lobby.
The purple and red lights give the place a charming grunge look. Instantly Jungkook thinks of how pretty a film shoot would be with this kind of lighting.
He hears Jimin complain how heavy his bags are and Jungkook just chuckles, nagging him for packing so many clothes.
He walks towards the wooden counter, where the chair which should be occupied by a receptionist is empty. Trying to find the person who will give them their room keys only by looking around seems to be useless. Finally, Jungkook gives up and rings the small bell resting on the counter.
“I’m tired, where’s the receptionist?” whines Jimin.
The taller boy laughs at this. He turns back and sees Jimin sitting on top of his biggest suitcase.
“Didn’t you sleep during the ride?”
With a frown on his face, Jimin stands up and walks towards his friend, smacking his small hand against the younger’s arm.
“No, idiot, I couldn’t because you wouldn’t stop snoring.”
They start arguing about if Jungkook snores, if he doesn’t, if he does but it’s barely audible or if it’s loud enough to keep all his classmates awake. It could go on and on for the rest of the night, and it probably would, if it wasn’t for the wooden entrance door being closed loud enough to startle them.
Their heads snap in that direction just to find a person standing there, looking directly at them.
Walking in their direction, the red-haired male looks confident enough to make Jungkook and Jimin stutter when he greets them and they have to say ‘goodnight’ in return.
Jungkook analizes him entirely. He isn’t subtle when he looks at his long thick legs being exposed by the shortness of the red skirt he’s wearing, nor when he looks at the male’s soft smooth lips wrapped around the strawberry lollipop he’s licking. No, he’s piercing through the red-haired boy’s skin and he knows it.
“Close your mouth Kook, you’ll catch flies.”
Jimin laughs as he places the tips of his fingers around Jungkook’s slack jaw.
Immediately, the black-haired boy pulls away, giving Jimin a death look and closing his mouth.
“How may I help you?”
The stranger’s deep yet sweet voice rings on Jungkook’s ears and make him look at the male, still standing behind him and Jimin. Naturally, both of them turn completely around to face him.
“Well we have a reservation. We came together with all the other students.” Jimin says, getting a hum in response from the other boy.
He walks past them and bends over the counter enough for his skirt to be lift up and let a piece of black lace lingerie on full sight. Jungkook swears he has to bite his own tongue to keep himself from gasping at such view.
The red-haired boy turns around again. He looks at Jimin and Kook and smiles kindly.
“Sorry, I thought I had a list with the rooms here but I’ll have to look it up on the computer.”
It’s just right before he moves behind the counter that Jimin notices the plastic bag in the receptionist’s hand.
“Excuse me, is there any convenience store near here?”
The tall boy looks at him and then at his plastic bag too. He gives the shorter guy a kind smile and gives him directions on how to get to the small store a block from there.
Jungkook panics at the idea of being left alone with this boy alone so he offers Jimin to go with him but the elder insists on him staying and making the check in while he’s gone, reassuring him that he’ll be back in the blink of an eye.
“Names?” The red-haired boy says from where he is sitting, behind the counter, taking his place on the earlier empty chair.
“J-Jeon Jungkook and Park Jimin”
He gets a nod in response and looks at the receptionist type on the computer. Trying not to look at his smooth legs, Jungkook redirects his attention to the male’s hands. His long and slender fingers moving fast against the keys. Bad idea, he thinks. Jungkook has a thing for pretty hands and these
sure
are beautiful.
“This thing is old and slow as fuck so it might take a few minutes, is that okay…”
The boy taps his finger against his chin as he pretends to think.
“Jungkook, right?”
His lips stretch to form a wide boxy smile that makes Jungkook’s heart flutter. He tries no to show it but the only thing he can say back is ‘yes’ due to the nervousness building up inside his chest right now.
The red-haired man leans over the counter once again. This time, his elbows rest on the wood and his face is cupped by his large hands.
Jungkook notices the way his cheeks are being slightly squeezed, the way he blinks, moving his long eyelashes slowly and how he licks his lollipop, almost too sinful for Jungkook to handle.
“I’m Taehyung by the way.”
‘It’s a beautiful name’. That’s what Jungkook wants to say. However, Taehyung’s big shiny eyes and seductive lips have him hypnotized and before he can manage to say anything back Taehyung’s talking again.
“So, Jungkook, are you a filmmaker?” He says, pointing at the camera bag Jungkook’s carrying in his shoulder.
“Oh, yeah. I’m majoring in film production in Seoul.”
Taehyung nods and smiles. He moves forwarder until his nose is almost touching Jungkook’s. The closeness makes Kook flinch. He looks into the younger’s eyes and the last one has to swallow hard when Taehyung’s sweet coconut scent hits him.
“I love films! My dream is to become a filmmaker’s muse. The only problem is nobody around here appreciates real beauty.”
That said, the red-haired boy leans back on the chair again and starts posing. He puts his hands on different parts of his body. On his face, on his hair, on his neck and hips. He makes the chair spin and stop again facing Jungkook as he lets his head fall back and lifts up one of his long legs, spreading his arms wide and shouting ‘ta-dah’ right after.
He looks cute. Jungkook can’t help but giggle at the sight.
“I see you’re more relaxed now. You’re cute when you laugh.”
A sound comes from the computer, interrupting their conversation.
Taehyung has to look at the screen and smile when he sees the result being displayed on it. Skillfully, he stands up and starts looking for the key on the
cabinet hanging from the wall, finding it quickly. He sits down again and starts writing something that Jungkook can’t see.
“Room 97” The male says as he hands Jungkook the key with a plastic plate attached, specifying the room’s number and a sticky purple note pasted on it.
‘Meet me here at midnight’
Jungkook’s cheeks are coloured a bright shade of red and his entire face starts feeling warm. He’s left speechless. He doesn’t know what he should say next. Should he ask what for? No, he’s almost sure that he knows what for. But, what if he’s wrong? What if Taehyung only wants to have a chill talk? That’s unlikely.
The sound of the front door being closed and Jimin’s voice calling his name make Jungkook snap back to reality. Hurriedly and still flustered, he shoves the small note into his jacket’s pocket and turns around to look at Jimin.
Without thinking, he starts walking towards his friend to grab their bags and carry them upstairs where the rooms are.
“T-thank you, we’ll head to bed now.” Jungkook says as he stutters nervously.
Taehyung takes the candy out of his mouth with a ‘pop’ sound and lets out a giggle that feels more like a mocking laugh to Jungkook.
“Have a good night, I’ll see you around.”
The younger boy only manages to nod and runs upstairs trying to hide his tomato-like face from both Jimin and Taehyung. It doesn’t matter if he looks more stupid like this, he just wants to go inside his room, take a shower and then hide his himself under the bed’s covers.
Warm water runs down Jungkook’s soft skin. His eyes are shut and his palms rest against the wall.
He tries to forget about Taehyung. Jungkook tries not to think about him but while he tries to do so, the image of Taehyung’s panties appear in his mind again, the soft material tightly wrapping the male’s asscheeks. He feels blood run down to his dick and in mere seconds he’s hard.
He doesn’t want to think of Taehyung’s red lips around that stupid pink lollipop but he does and he wants to touch himself but Jimin’s outside the bathroom, a few meters away. Although the idea of being heard by someone as he masturbates makes him more horny he doesn’t allow himself to. Instead, he closes the hot water tap and opens the cold one.
Luckily, he’s not hard anymore when he comes out of the bathroom wearing his gray trousers and a white t-shirt that he uses only to sleep. He walks towards his bed and notices that Jimin’s already fallen asleep in the bed next to his. He’s totally knocked out by tiredness.
Jungkook tosses his dirty clothes aside causing the sticky note to fall on the ground.
‘Meet me here at midnight”
The black-haired boy looks at the time on his phone and his heart stops when he sees the big twelve displayed on the screen. His breath itches and his mind goes wild. He tries to decide whether it is a good or a bad idea to walk out of the room, go downstairs and join Taehyung on whatever he wants to do.
Curiosity takes over Jungkook and he ends up sneaking out of his room, tip-toeing downstairs so nobody hears him and comes to ask ‘hey kook, where are you going?’.
Jungkook frowns when he reaches the lobby and sees nobody standing or sitting behind the counter. He looks around and decides to walk to Taehyung’s designated spot just to make sure he didn’t left a note or something for him.
As expected, there is nothing.
Jungkook pouts and crosses his arms over his chest. Could it be that Taehyung was only teasing him and did this to make fun of him? Was he watching him through some kind of hidden camera? Thoughts flood his mind when the anxiety and uncertainness were replaced by curiosity again.
The sound of a choked moan reaches his ears, it’s barely audible but Jungkook is almost sure that it’s coming from the only room downstairs, the one behind the counter.
He walks closer to the closed wooden door and presses his ear against it just to hear better what's happening inside. It takes a few seconds but in brief there it is again, the now louder groan that makes Jungkook imagine what’s happening behind the door.
With a wide smile on his face he opens the door slowly, visualizing in his mind in anticipation what he’s about to see. Nevertheless what he finds when he’s finally inside the room doesn’t come any close to what he expected.
Taehyung’s lying on a queen sized bed with white sheets that look more like blue due to the purple light of the room. His chest is pressed against the mattress while his ass is lifted up high for Jungkook to see.
The red-haired boy is still wearing his black long sleeved shirt and red skirt but the pretty lace lingerie that the younger was so enthusiastic about earlier is now gone. One of the elder’s hands is holding tight to the sheets while the other is up to his butt, one of his long fingers coming in and out of his pink little hole.
“Shit” Jungkook says.
His voice breaks Taehyung’s concentration and makes him open his eyes. When he meets Jungkook doe ones he smirks and licks his lips without stopping to finger himself.
“What are you waiting for? Bring your camera
pretty boy
.” Taehyung lets out with a deep and flirty voice.
The pet name gives Jungkook goosebumps. He nods and although his legs already feel like jello, he manages to run upstairs, get his camera and go back inside the room in less than three minutes.
This time, Taehyung is sitting on the edge of the bed and when he notices Jungkook’s presence he stands up and walks towards him.
“Start recording baby.”
The younger instantly obliges and turns on the camera, flipping around the side screen so Taehyung can also see what the lense captures.
He looks at himself in the screen and smiles.
“Make sure to shoot all my good angles.”
With that, Taehyung takes a few steps back and smiles widely again. He takes his phone from the bed and presses play to the music. Jungkook can easily recognize the song, it’s a remix of Jeremih’s song ‘Fuck you all the time’.
The elder starts swinging his hips to the music’s beat, slowly and seductively. He lifts his shirt up just enough to let his soft tummy in sight, as he giggles he pulls it down again teasingly. He doesn’t try too hard to look sexy, it’s not exaggerated and it doesn’t look like some kind of bad quality homemade porn.
Taehyung’s legitimately enjoying himself while dancing and that makes everything perfect.
In Jungkook’s opinion, what makes him look the best is his gorgeous smile, so natural, so angelic.
When the song’s rhythm becomes faster Taehyung walks over to where Jungkook is standing. He presses his lips against the younger’s and starts kissing him in a hungry, messy way.
Soon enough he pulls back and breaks the kiss.
When the black-haired boy opens his eyes he finds Taehyung looking directly at him. The second licks his reddish lips before moving to his jawline and down to his neck. Sucking and nibbling, Taehyung makes Jungkook groan loudly.
“Take your clothes off.”
Taehyung’s voice is deep and demanding, therefore, Jungkook gives him the camera and obeys him.
He tosses his t-shirt aside alongside with his trousers and underwear leaving his already hard dick in full sight. He hisses at the cool feeling of the air against his member.
The elder is still holding the camera firmly, recording Jungkook and when he realizes he tries to cover his face but Taehyung stops him.
“Don’t do that, baby, let me look at your cute face.”
And Jungkook does. He lets Taehyung film his face, red cheeks and swollen lips showing in the screen.
Taehyung opens his mouth but loses his opportunity to talk when the sound of people coming downstairs with heavy steps and loud laughter makes them both freeze. Taehyung shuts down the music and places his hand on Jungkook’s mouth to keep him quiet.
“Where’s the receptionist?”
They can hear a male’s voice coming from outside the room.
Jungkook can’t quite tell who it is but he’s sure it’s one of his classmates. He looks back at Taehyung trying to figure out what to do and he becomes fearful when he sees the grin on Taehyung’s face.
The other boy leans forward, close to Jungkook’s ear and he takes the younger’s length in his hand. Jungkook holds back a groan and instead wraps his hand around the elder’s wrist.
“If you can remain quiet while your friends are outside I’ll praise you. How does that sound, hm? You don’t want us to get caught, do you?”
Jungkook’s dick twitches at the elder’s words. It makes Taehyung grin wider and whisper into Jungkook’s ear.
“Does the idea of getting caught arouse you?” Taehyung asks mockingly, chuckling at his own statement.
Jungkook nods eagerly as he looks down to Taehyung’s hand that starts moving up and down his length.
“You’re such a naughty boy, you’d like that wouldn’t you?”
Outside, the sound of various people laughing and drinking in the lobby keeps going.
Jungkook can’t deny it. The idea of someone walking into them and look at him completely exposed like this, being teased by the elder boy
really
turns him on.
“Look into the counter drawers, maybe you can find some cigarettes.” Someone shouts.
They can hear the person getting dangerously close to the room. Just outside the door, there’s a person looking into the drawers, if Jungkook makes any kind of noise, he’s sure that he will be heard, therefore he can’t make any noise, he can’t-
“Fuck”
The curse slips out of Jungkook’s mouth as a whine when he feels Taehyung’s warm tongue against the head of his cock. His eyes go wide at the realization and he looks down to Taehyung who is already looking back at him with rage in his eyes.
They hear someone leaning against the door and they hold their breaths.
“Nothing here! Let’s move to the pool.”
The people walk outside to where the big pool is, closing the large sliding door behind them.
Jungkook barely gets the courage to look at Taehyung who only gives him the camera back and walks towards the bed. The younger follows him close behind and stops when Taehyung gets on the bed and looks back at him.
“Since you couldn’t be a good boy and be quiet for me I’ll have to punish you Jungkook-ah.”
Tears start forming in Jungkook’s eyes and his lower lip trembles as he tries to keep himself from crying.
“N-no, I can be a good boy, I-I will be a good boy.” Jungkook's voice sounds like it’s about to break.
The elder shakes his head and looks harshly at the boy in front of him.
“We’ll see about that later. For now, you can’t touch me, or yourself, just keep filming until I say so, can you do that?”
Pouting, Jungkook nods and focuses the camera on Taehyung who crawls closer to him. The elder places his index finger on Jungkook’s lips and asks him to open his mouth which he does. He starts sucking Tae’s finger that soon becomes two and eventually three.
Taehyung takes out his fingers, spit dripping down them as he lies down again on his back. Hurriedly, he presses one finger inside his entrance. Hissing at the feeling Taehyung starts moving inside and out not wanting to lose any time.
Stunned, Jungkook looks at Taehyung sliding two fingers inside himself. He thinks he can resist the desire to touch himself until Taehyung has three fingers up his ass and his moans become louder. By then gasps are constantly escaping his mouth and he is painfully hard. He doesn’t think he has the will to keep himself from stroking his throbbing dick any longer.
“T-Taehyung, please.”
The called boy looks at him with lust in his eyes and sweat forming in his forehead.
“First of all, it’s hyung for you and second, use your words baby, please what?”
Taehyung takes his fingers out of himself and sighs at the emptiness.
Again, he crawls to where Jungkook’s standing and puts his face close to the younger’s,
too
close.
“I-I want to touch you, please. I want to make you feel good.” States Jungkook with a shy tone as his cheeks warm up.
Taehyung pecks Jungkook’s lips and nods in response. He takes the camera and places it on the nightstand next to his bed at the same time he opens the drawer, takes out a condom and a bottle of strawberry flavored lube.
He lets himself fall into the mattress and taps the place next to him inviting Jungkook to come closer.
“Since you asked so nicely.”
Happily, Jungkook climbs into the bed and kneels down in front of Taehyung.
He squeezes the lube on his palm and looks up to Taehyung asking for permission to touch himself. Once the elder has nodded, he strokes himself a few times before he rips off the condom pack and rolls the latex down his dick.
“Now be a good boy and fuck hyung like you mean it.”
Jungkook pulls at Taehyung’s shirt asking him to take it off. Smiling, Taehyung pulls it over his head and lets it fall to the ground. Then Jungkook lines himself up to Taehyung’s entrance and slowly starts pressing against it. Not wanting to hurt his hyung, Jungkook starts sliding in slowly but is taken aback when the elder slams himself back and takes all of Jungkook’s dick in at once. Jungkook gasps at the sudden feeling of warmth and tightness of Taehyung’s insides.
“You can move now.” Taehyung says trying to sound calm but there’s still a hint of eagerness in it that the younger doesn’t miss.
And he does so. Jungkook starts moving not too fast, trying to get a stable rhythm. For some minutes he keeps the pace he’s managed to get. However it seems to be far from enough for Taehyung when he chuckles and looks at Jungkook annoyed.
“Is that all you have?”
Eager to do better for his hyung, Jungkook gives a particularly deep and hard thrust, at the same time leaning forward to lick one of Taehyung’s nipples. It makes Taehyung moan loudly.
“Fuck. Like that baby, make hyung scream, just like that.” His voice has become deeper and it sends chills through Kook’s body.
Jungkook starts slamming into Taehyung’s walls faster and harder, the sound of their skin slapping against each other filling the room. Their bodies are covered in sweat as Jungkook keeps fucking Taehyung and the elder soon becomes a mess, babbling nonsense, his mind clouded by pleasure.
“You’re s-such a good boy Jungkook, so good to hyung.”
The praise sends shivers down Jungkook’s spine. He takes his dick out of Taehyung, making him complain.
“I want to do better hyung, please.”
Taehyung gives him permission to flip him over, chest and face against the bed. Jungkook tugs into the elder’s red skirt and slams inside him without warning. Taehyung’s legs tremble at the sudden feeling of Jungkook hitting his prostate and he lets out a loud moan that makes Jungkook’s dick twitch inside him.
The elder keeps trying to praise Jungkook making him start to fuck him better, hitting the exact spot every time. At some point both of their moans are so loud that they’re sure they can be heard in the whole hotel but it only makes it better.
“Keep going baby, I’ll let everyone know what a good boy you are, how good you can fuck me.”
A familiar pool of warmth starts forming inside Jungkook’s stomach and he knows he’s close. He knows he’s going to come soon but he need to let Taehyung know first, he wants to be good, he
needs
to be good.
“H-hyung, I’m close, s-so close.” Jungkook whines, his voice high pitched making the elder realise just how wrecked and needy he already is.
Taehyung looks at him over his shoulder and asks him to open his eyes.
“Don’t think I’ve forgotten what you did earlier.”
Jungkook stops trusting. He looks at Taehyung with puppy eyes hoping that the elder forgives him and doesn’t punish him the way he thinks he’s going to.
“Hold it. Hyung comes first and you can’t cum until I say so, understood?”
The pout Jungkook’s wearing on his face is too cute to ignore. Taehyung almost wants to give in and let him cum, after all, he’s been good, but he can’t, he need to show him who’s in charge.
“I said,
understood
?”
After Jungkook confirms that he understands and that he’s going to obey, Taehyung demands him to keep going. So he does. Jungkook keeps fucking Taehyung nicely, sending waves of pleasure to his body and making him scream loudly for the whole world to hear.
Not too long after, Taehyung reaches his highest and cums all over the white sheets of the bed. Panting and working himself through his orgasm he waits to give more instructions to Jungkook.
“H-hyung please.” The doe-eyed boy begs.
He pulls away from the younger and pecks his lips. He makes Kook look at him and gives him a few seconds to recover his breath.
“Not yet baby, just a little longer.”
Jungkook does his best to keep himself from coming and when the overwhelming feeling becomes more bearable Taehyung takes the condom off Jungkook.
“Hyung is taking care of you now baby, okay? Be good and take what I’m going to give you.”
“I’ll be good. Kookie can be good.”
The elder smiles kindly at him before he wraps his hand at the base of the younger’s dick. Jungkook is so sensitive that the slightest touch makes him shake.
Taehyung rubs his thumb on the head of Jungkook’s dick making him hiss and bite his lower lip.
“You’re doing well baby, you’re such an obedient boy.” This time, Taehyung’s voice is sweet, still raspy but the way the praise comes out of his mouth is somehow soft and caring.
Jungkook is too blinded by desire to even speak. He can barely register Taehyung’s words. The only thing he can think of is how much he wants to cum, how much he wants to thrust upwards and fuck Taehyung’s hand but he can’t, he has to be patient, he has to wait until Taehyung gives him permission.
“How does that feel, pretty?”
“So good, feels so good.”
The red-haired man lets go of the other’s member just to wrap this hand on the tip of his dick. He starts stroking him fast and tight, never touching nothing more than the head.
It hurts. Jungkook starts crying from the pain and pleasure that Taehyung’s movements give him. Hot tears stream down his face frantically and loud sobs scape his mouth.
“Please, hyung please I can’t take it anymore, please.” Jungkook says with desperation in his voice.
Taehyung smiles and kisses him sweetly.
“You did well Kookie, let go now.”
And Jungkook cums all over Taehyung’s fist, letting go a loud cry that is music to the elder’s ears.
After taking a quick bath and changing the dirty sheets both males lay next to each other in the bed. Jungkook curled up into Taehyung’s arms as the elder spread kisses all over his face. The younger giggles and lifts up his face, stealing a peck from his hyung.
“You’re so cute.”
Jungkook blushes at the compliment and hides his face on Taehyung’s neck.
“There’s no use in hiding you know? I have your flustered face in video.”
Jungkook gives him a cocky smile as he sits up on de bed and takes the camera in his own hands.
“It’s my camera though.”
“Does that mean that you won’t let me keep the video?”
Jungkook shakes his head and Taehyung throws himself to the younger. He tries to snatch the camera out of his hands. He even tickles Jungkook in an attempt to make him let go of the device but he fails. Jungkook flips him over and holds him down with his whole body.
“I have a condition.”
Taehyung rolls his eyes and places his hands on Jungkook’s thick tights.
“What is it?”
“I’ll let you keep the video if you go on a date with me.”
The request takes Taehyung by surprise. He opens his eyes wide and looks for any sign of it being a joke in Jungkook’s eyes. However, the younger seems to be dead serious about it.
“Are you serious?” Taehyung says in a surprised way, loud and a little bit harsher than he intended.
Something changes in Jungkook’s eyes and the red-haired boy realizes that maybe he didn’t worded it correctly.
“I didn’t want it to sound like that. I
do
want to go on a date with you Jungkookie but it’s just unexpected, you don’t live here and I thought you would just forget about me right after we had sex.”
Jungkook giggles and kisses Taehyung’s cheek.
“I’ll come to see you silly, we don’t need to be official right away. I want to get to know you better, we will take it slowly.”
Taehyung’s not afraid of it. He likes the idea. Taehyung really wants to get to know Jungkook better too. He wants to take him on dates and hold his hand. The thought of Jungkook coming all the way from Seoul just to see him makes him already happy.
“Maybe I can eventually make you my muse.”
His heart starts beating faster and flowers bloom in his stomach. A soft smile appears on his face involuntarily. Yeah. Taehyung likes the idea very much.