《Text Me, Bitch | VKOOK ✓》61
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Taehyung looked up at the other's features. It was a blessing seeing Jungkook hovered over him like this.
Taehyung's hands slithered behind's Jungkook's soft neck, and his legs latched around Jungkook's waist. Flashing a seductive smirk, Taehyung then whispered out "Prove your dominance—" He paused for a second, so he could move his mouth closer to the other's ear. "...Daddy."
Shivers were sent down Jungkook's spine. It's been two long full weeks since he heard Taehyung call him that, and boy did it turn him on more than anything. Taehyung also loved the name. He loved seeing Jungkook's reactions towards the word.
Taking a brief moment to look down at Taehyung's soft pink lips, Jungkook then attached them to his own.
Normally their kiss would start off slowly and progress, but it wasn't the case for them at this very moment. Jungkook was hungry for Taehyung's lips on his, and Taehyung wanted those rough kisses so bad.
There was nothing he missed more than being able to lip fuck the shit out of Jungkook.
Soft breaths were let out through each kiss. Taehyung's tongue was able to be slipped into Jungkook's mouth giving him access to explore every inch.
"I fucking miss this—" Jungkook managed to say through the kiss.
"Shut the fuck up it's only been two weeks." Taehyung breathlessly said.
Jungkook lips disconnected from Taehyung's leading down to his neck, before placing kisses down it, his lips smirked against Taehyung's tan skin.
"I noticed you hid the other hickeys pretty well. Maybe I should make them darker." His finger lightly traced from behind the boy's earlobe to his collarbones.
"Am I yours?" Taehyung asked as his fingers ran through Jungkook's dark raven colored hair.
"Fuck yes you are."
"Then mark whats yours, so everyone knows who I belong to, Baby." Taehyung's tongue seductively ran across his lips as his needy eyes looked up at the other.
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Jungkook cursed under his breath at how fucking hot Taehyung looked before placing his lips against Taehyung's warm skin. The sudden sensation caused Taehyung to let out a gasp and arch his back, allowing one of Jungkook's hands to be slipped perfectly under Taehyung's back.
The boy could feel Jungkook's warm tongue on his bare neck as he kissed it softly. He tilted his head to the side a little, allowing easier access to his neck.
Jungkook slightly sucked on the boy's skin, leaving one mark after another this time darker than he's ever done before. It looked like it would be pretty difficult for even makeup to cover it up, but Taehyung didn't care a bit.
He was becoming quite more needy at this point. He wanted Jungkook insides of him. He was ready to feel that all over again, but he decided to be patient especially because he came up with an idea involving some of his favorite toys.
The boy slowly managed to push Jungkook on the bed. He climbed on top of him and bit his lip. Jungkook groaned to the feeling before placing his hands on Taehyung's sides.
He enjoyed every bit of the boy on top of him. The view of his dark hickeys was such a hot sight.
Before the fun begins, he wanted to get Jungkook into the moment, so he slowly began rolling his hips back and forth while his fingers slowly intertwined with a Jungkook's.
Deep groans along with a few curse words were let out of Jungkook's mouth. He was ready to fuck the shit of the boy already.
Taehyung leaned down a bit, being able to steal some kisses from Jungkook. He then reached in his drawer to pull something out.
It wrapped around one of Jungkook's hands and then Click.
"Take them off." Jungkook said in a demanding like tone.
"No Daddy." A sly like smile appeared on Taehyung's face.
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