Answer: Prologue [ Part - 2]

His racing heartbeat pounded in his ears, all of his senses quivering in aching desire. Not an inch of him was dry, tears and drool dripping from his chin, streaks of sweat and pre-come across his abdomen till even the narrow ribbon of space that parted him from Jungkook appeared to grow heavy with damp. A startlingly gentle tongue coiled around his nipples, flattening towards the hardened nubs and soothing their painful tingling.

Suddenly his head was spinning, and he felt a sickening lurch in his gut as if he were in free fall. Blind with anxiety he flailed for Jungkook ’s brawny shoulders, pulling himself up to cling to them, and he whimpered when the movement impaled him further on Jungkook’s *****.

The high bridge of Jungkook’s nose slid against his cheek. Jungkook nestled tenderly against him, bringing their lips together, and the mere flutter of his long eyelashes on Taehyung’s skin had him moaning again. Jungkook’s tongue twined with his and in a daze, he traced its movements with his own, drawing threads of saliva between their mouths. By the time he recovered his senses, it was to his lips smeared against Jungkook’s and the loud wet twisting of their tongues, and the graphic sensuality of their kiss left him drugged again. His trembling flesh betrayed him, swallowing the man inch by inch as if to savor the taste, and he could only listen in mortification to the slurping sounds of it greedily chasing its pleasure.

His body lay open at his lover’s mercy and Jungkook took him ravenously, violating him with both his tongue and his sex.

“It is tight. I think you’re eating me alive.” Jungkook’s teasing tone failed to mask that he sounded rather on edge himself. But Taehyung had been driven far past that edge already, and he was deaf to the kernel of bitterness in Jungkook’s voice.

In the short span of six months, his rectum had become more insatiable than any woman, and it spasmed in an intricate pattern of convulsions as he felt his peak approaching. Taehyung begged with every rock of his hips and sobbed with every tense of his muscles, his straining erection grinding into the ridges of Jungkook’s taut abdomen.

“Feel good?”

The simple, obscene question had Taehyung nodding his head over and over like a child. Decency and shame reproached him, but he would debase himself a hundred times over if it meant this hunger would be satisfied.

“Yes—yes, it does… more,” he pleaded, his voice fading to the faintest whisper, and Jungkook slowly rolled his hips in reply. Jungkook’s movements were subtle but precise, and a staggering burst of pleasure arced through him, ripping out a lovely, shattered cry. His doe eyes were glazed and gleaming with a sheen of tears, their usual wholesome purity seduced away and replaced with wanton lust. He had only half his wits about him, and at times like this, it was beyond even Taehyung to get a hold of himself.

“Oh, oh… Jung,..kook—!” He panted out sobbing cries between his breaths, and he bucked in blatant demand against Jungkook, willing him to do something, anything. “Oh-oh, no!”

The piston of heat that had been rutting inside him began a lazy retreat, squelching crudely as it dragged free, and when he scrambled to keep him inside Jungkook’s firm grip locked him in place. The cold air chilled the space Jungkook had abandoned, bringing Taehyung fleetingly to his senses, and he could have wept at the wretched way his body mourned the loss, pelvic muscles clenching around emptiness.

“W-Why did you pull ou—mm!”

...To be continued......

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