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There’s wet warmth around him.
Followed by a wet droplet on his face.
It slowly slides down the curve of his cheek, navigating to his hair.
Another few droplets splatter onto his face, one of them hitting the length of his lashes and causing his nose to scrunch.
The heat around him is unforgiving and relentless as he hears a careless slurp.
There’s a soft moan trembling out, vibrating directly on him and Taehyung finally cracks open an eye.
Right above him is the best possible view to ever wake up to.
Jungkook’s thighs are spread apart, straddling his head as his cock hangs heavy, plump and dripping gratuitously. Though not as much as his puckered hole, silently begging to be touched as it clenches and relaxes, squeezing out sweet, heady droplets of slick.
Reaching up to wipe at his eye, Taehyung brings the stray dew of slick straight to his mouth, suckling on his fingertip with a low, sleepy groan.
Tucking his chin down he’s met with the second most wonderful view.
The bunny’s vibrantly pink lips are wrapped around the entire girth of Taehyung’s large tiger cock. Earnest and messy, he’s bobbing his cute mouth around his length, mouth stretched wide as he forces his throat down onto Taehyung. Saliva drags along his hard arousal, left in the wake of the bunny’s helpless need to suck him off.
How did Taehyung not wake up sooner?
Oh. Must be because they had already spent most of the night fucking.
Taehyung has come to learn over the past few months that rabbit libidos are as rampant as rumors say, and their refractory periods are nonexistent. Unfortunately tigers are not the same; however, what he lacks in stamina, he makes up for in creativity.
What started as Jungkook’s prized basket of garden vegetables to suit his needs, has turned into quite the collection of various toys. Ranging from knot simulators to bluetooth anal plugs, the bunny and the tiger practically have their own miniature sex store.
Right now though, Taehyung must focus on his eager lover who couldn’t even wait for him to fully wake up. Not that he’d ever mind.
“Baby bun,” Taehyung speaks up, addressing him while deep silkiness clings to his vocal chords still. “Did you wake up hungry?”
A rhetorical question, no doubt, but Taehyung likes to dirty talk. He loves hearing the responses Jungkook gives him.
Instantly, he sees Jungkook’s fluffy cottontail twitch above those beautifully round cheeks followed by a sweet, short moan. Jungkook’s chubby lips are swollen from how hard he’s been sucking his mouth over Taehyung, a testament to how ready he is for more. His thighs shift and start lowering, right down to Taehyung’s face.
“Lucky I woke up hungry, too,” Taehyung manages to sneak in before his wide palms are reaching up to grab at Jungkook’s hips and guide him down the rest of the way.
The tiger is met with a face full of wetness, so sopping that the bridge of his nose all the way down to his chin are immediately drenched. Taehyung burrows into the warm comfort of his ass cheeks and the mess of his quivering bunny hole. His tongue sticks out, long and fruitful as he laps it wildly against the sensitive pucker of nerves above him.
There’s not a single reservation in Taehyung’s body as he drifts his thumbs to each plush cheek and spreads Jungkook, making it easier to tongue right into his hole. The lewd wet noises are arousing, Taehyung groaning out softly as his tastebuds are filled with the unfiltered, raw taste of his bunny.
In the mornings, Jungkook is more poignant than ever. It’s this peachy tartness mixed with a creamy flavor that blends with the pure musky arousal. He loves it so much, his own engorged cock thickly pulsing within Jungkook’s nursing mouth.
As he eats up as much as he can of Jungkook’s release, all while tongue fucking his sweet bunny rim, he inches one of his hands upwards. When his fingers brush against the soft fur of Jungkook’s tail, Taehyung teases along the tender base, feeling the velvety hairs start to flutter. He squeezes and massages, enjoying the softness cupped in his palm.
Within the next moments without warning, Taehyung bunches his hand around Jungkook’s cottontail, squeezing and kneading the defenseless tuft.
Jungkook wrenches his mouth off Taehyung’s cock to howl out. He cries and wiggles, “Taehyung!”
It doesn’t stop the mischievous tiger from squeezing some more, thumbing along the underside where his tail meets his soft skin.
Jungkook wails again and kicks at the sheets, reaching behind to try and slap Taehyung’s hand off him. Meanwhile, Taehyung’s face is rewarded with more bunny essence, slick puddling out of him now.
With a hearty laugh, Taehyung tugs his hand off Jungkook’s tail.
The milky fluids stick and stretch to his face as he lowers his head back down, nudging at Jungkook’s hips to raise up. “Sorry, baby... you’re just so cute.”
“And you’re a brat,” Jungkook feebly complains.
From here, he can hear the way Jungkook is breathing hard, stilling as he’s clearly recovering from an orgasm. Taehyung catches a glimpse of his chest to see the traces of evidence, white cum streaking along down to his soft tummy.
“What a good bunny,” Taehyung praises, the dewy, candied substance on his face slowly thickening as it gradually cools in the air.
“W-Want your knot,” Jungkook finally mumbles out, looking back over his shoulders at Taehyung. Oh how his flushed features are absolutely adorable, his black floppy ears hanging heavily down to his shoulders. His doe eyes are blinking at Taehyung, pleading as he asks for permission.
“If you want it, Koo, then you can have it.”
Taehyung begins to urge Jungkook forward, watching the bunny position himself over Taehyung’s erect cock. Dark and ridden with wanton desire, his cock is intimidating for it’s nearly the size of his forearm. Jungkook though has proven from the beginning that he’s a professional tiger cock warmer.
Like a true expert, he grabs Taehyung’s dick and teases himself. The bunny traces the thick tip all along his leaking hole, mixing Taehyung’s precum with his own slick. Next he halts his motions, sitting directly atop to prepare himself. With his ears twitching from Taehyung’s view, the tiger can also imagine his cute, nose wiggling as his eyes squeeze shut. Finally he’s sinking himself down, slow and steady.
Jungkook likes to start off with pushing himself down partway. When he’s widely stretched around half of his length, he’ll slowly start pumping his hips along Taehyung. The tiger currently has the perfect angle to watch this. He sees how Jungkook’s glistening hole draws itself upwards, past the veiny surface of his cock, right where Taehyung sees the edge of his bulbous tip. Jungkook will stop there and slowly seat himself down, repeating this careful and rhythmic motion as he takes Taehyung deeper each time.
Finally when the bunny is fully seated on him, his round, perky ass resting on Taehyung’s wide hips, this is when Jungkook likes to do his infamous squirming moves. The needy rabbit can’t just sit tight and let himself adjust. He has to have the constant stimulation so he starts to enact the tiniest rocks of his hips. He’ll shift them back and forth, or side to side, in a circle. He keeps Taehyung lodged fully inside of himself, mostly grinding his curvy body onto Taehyung’s hard arousal, seeking out that heated, pulse of his cock to keep rubbing along his inner walls.
It’s astounding to Taehyung to know this about Jungkook, to guess his sweet lover’s desires and movements. It warms his whole entire heart up, to know that they’d come from him bringing the rabbit strawberries to being able to predict and know Jungkook’s most intimate wishes and fulfillments.
When Jungkook has gotten used to that feeling of being stretched out, the rest of it is all carnal instinct. Jungkook hops along his cock, bouncing his weight up and down in feverish bursts of energy. Taehyung braces himself so he can launch his hips back up into Jungkook, giving the bunny more buoyancy in his escapade. Taehyung’s too pliant in the mattress to worry about changing positions, focused solely on pounding himself upwards into the tight, soaking heat of Jungkook.
The morning sun filters gracefully through the cracks of the curtains, and if they were both quiet enough, they could hear the early chirps of birds. It’s the best way to spend the first part of the day, Jungkook springing up and down his cock with these splendid, melodious moans.
The base of his cock starts to inflate, swelling with the desire to pump him full of his load. Their noises are opposite ranges with Taehyung’s deeper purr and Jungkook’s higher whines. Jungkook tilts his head so that his long, glossy ears dip backwards, swaying from the pretty curls of his hair as he keeps riding Taehyung.
All the way until the very last second, Jungkook tries to drag his body along Taehyung’s length. It’s only when the tiger grasps at his hips and grips so tightly, keeping Jungkook stuck in place, nestled atop his cock, that he finally stops. Taehyung’s knot is almost at full capacity and he knows Jungkook likes the ache of his entrance grinding on the swollen bulb. With just a few more shuddering ruts, his knot is so large that he can’t budge, the two boys locked in place.
Taehyung’s whole body catalyzes into his climax while Jungkook sobs out amidst his orgasm. While Taehyung’s guzzling his release into Jungkook’s shivering frame, the bunny’s skin is rouged with this lovely shade of pink. His hands are posted on Taehyung’s thighs as he’s submerging himself into the pleasurable shock of being constantly rushed with hot fluids. The thick spurts of Taehyung’s cum are stimulating, covering every inch of his inner walls.
“T-Taehyung,” the dazed bunny stumbles over his words. “You feel so good. S-So much better than anything else,” he praises, always so considerate to make sure he lets his tiger know how much he likes him—loves him.
“You do, too, my Koobun,” Taehyung is generous with his reciprocating praise. “Always so amazing, baby. Love you so much.”
The tiger’s large hands worship over Jungkook’s body, feeling up from his soft, pudgy ass, upwards to his narrow hips that seamlessly slide up to his sides.
“Love you, too,” Jungkook snivels out, his cute distress heartwarming. Jungkook always gets like this when taking Taehyung’s knot, become with emotion and terribly shy.
It’s this type of routine that they had fallen into. The last traces of spring had passed and the early morning like today, marks the beginnings of summer.
There’s a humid heat to the air when they eventually crawl out of bed, clean themselves up and sit outside. Taehyung will often make them tea while they watch the birds and the bees flutter around his growing flower garden. On the nights they stay at Jungkook’s, their mornings consist of vegetable and fruit smoothies, as well as full body stretches in the backyard. The nights they spend apart, as few and far between as they have become over the weeks, they’ll often find themselves both sitting in their back porches, talking on the phone while staring at each other over yonder.
Taehyung fell so quickly in love. Jungkook admitted it a while after Taehyung, which is why Taehyung jokes that Jungkook took longer to fall harder.
In the end, it doesn’t really matter who confessed first or who loves the other more. The insurmountable love and devotion they’ve found themselves in surpasses any measurement.
The only struggle they’ve had to face though, is what outsiders think.
Jungkook had to have a long conversation with his mom convincing her that Taehyung isn’t like any predators. He also had to have discourse with her that it’s wrong to still think so negatively of specific species, that the stereotypes are harmful. Just like historically-named prey species have fought hard to prove their strength and their abilities, predators are working hard to show compassion and empathy. Sure, in some areas it’s not perfect. But Jungkook knows he needs to have these conversations with his family constantly so that they could meet Taehyung.
Because Jungkook is going to mate with Taehyung.
One day.
Today he’s wearing yellow overalls and he thinks he looks damn cute in them. They’re overall shorts, of course, the early summer heat ideal to show off his legs. Jungkook’s toned thighs are partly shown, a thin layer of white sheer tights starting at the middle of them and stretching down the rest of his voluptuous legs. He’s wearing platformed white sneakers to protect his thigh highs and to add to the look.
Underneath the overalls Jungkook has on a tightly fit white crop tee, snugly hugging his full chest and on the sides there’s a tasteful peek at his slim waist. Besides the way his cottontail cutely sticks out in the back, his favorite part of the outfit is the set of enamel pins on the denim material. While it’s a small growing collection, today he chose his carrot pin, a banana milk one, and of course his little tiger.
Right now he’s standing in the aisle at the grocery store, staring at the different meat. There’s so many different types which means so many different animals were used to make them. The thought alone sends Jungkook’s ears to flatten atop his head.
But his 100 days with Taehyung is coming up. One hundred days since he brought over the strawberry cake he made for his lover, just a day after they first met and—boinked. The bunny feels his cheeks flourish with this naughty embarrassment as if someone could actually read his thoughts.
At that moment an older badger nudges by him to grab a packet of chicken, causing Jungkook to gasp and quietly squeak. Jungkook glances over and smiles bashfully in apology, “Hi, Mrs. Woo.”
The old woman peers over the rim of her wire glasses, recognizing him after a few moments of hard staring. “Hi, Jungkookie. How are you doing these days?”
She starts small talk which Jungkook doesn’t necessarily mind. He’s never been great at it but he’ll answer easy enough questions. “I’m good,” he responds plainly. He looks over the meat again and thinks this could be a good chance to ask for help. “Say Mrs. Woo... which of these do you think... is the easiest to cook. But also tastes really good... pricing doesn’t matter.”
Jungkook will spend as much money as he needs to surprise Taehyung for this.
Gazing over the different options, taking his question seriously, she finally waddles over to the beef section. Her bushy tail sways behind her as she grabs a package holding a very large slab of steak. “This,” she thrusts it at Jungkook who nearly fumbles it.
Jungkook looks over the description, not entirely sure what all of it means. It’s large and heavy and he has a brief vision of Taehyung sitting across from him at the dinner table with a big, toothy smile. Perfect.
“Is this for that tiger boy you’re boinking?” Mrs. Woo suddenly asks him as he turns to set the steak down into his cart.
His heart leaps straight into his throat, clogging it for a second or two.
“Y-Yeah,” he answers, turning back towards her, his face on fire and for once he’s grateful for the coolers in the aisle.
Mrs. Woo doesn’t seem too pleased, her lips turning into a thin line. “You be careful, Jungkookie,” she warns, her beady dark eyes magnified by her thick lens as she pushes her glasses up her narrow nose. “I hear tigers aren’t to be trusted. You need to always keep your guard up.”
There it is. The outsider’s opinion and input that he never asked for.
Jungkook visibly frowns, unable to hide his own reaction. He’s gotten this before. People around the town often make these comments to him when he’s out running errands. In a small place it’s expected that people know one another’s business. However, what rubs Jungkook the wrong way is the unwelcome advice or the need for people to state their concerns for him. They act like he’s helpless and can’t take care of himself, or, that Taehyung is ill-hearted and untrustworthy.
Anyone who’s met Taehyung can boldly claim that he’s the biggest sweetheart. Yet for those who’ve only heard of the fairly new tiger resident, they bring all of their misconceptions and outside backward views.
“I don’t need to worry about Taehyung, Mrs. Woo,” Jungkook politely replies. He bites back an annoyed look this time, sweetly speaking through a forced smile. “If you met him you’d see that he’s one of the nicest people around here. Besides, I can handle myself,” Jungkook tilts his head to the side, his pierced long ears swinging with the movement. “Thanks for your help and have a good day.”
Without giving her a proper chance to say anything in return, Jungkook turns on his heels and pushes his cart off to finish his shopping. Nothing is going to spoil his mood while he’s planning for his big day with Taehyung.
Though he notes to himself that no longer will he refer to fucking as boinking for he is not an old badger.
When he makes it home, Jungkook stores the steak away, far back in his refrigerator. He starts on dinner after that, today’s menu including a pasta with a freshly made tomato sauce and roasted broccoli.
Nearly finishing up, he hears his front door opening, followed by a familiar voice that makes his heart race, “Hey, Koobun!”
“Hi!” Jungkook yells back, adding the sauce to the strained noodles.
Standing before the stove, he hears Taehyung approaching him from behind, soon followed by warm hands on his hips.
“You look cute,” Taehyung huffs against his hair, kissing the soft fur of his ears.
Jungkook smiles, knowing that Taehyung would notice. His cottontail flutters in excitement, visible through the slit of his overalls.
“Thank you,” Jungkook replies, stirring at the noodles and sauce slowly as he looks back over his shoulder. He greets Taehyung further with a kiss, the tiger’s hands roaming playfully upwards to go straight for Jungkook’s nipples. The pads of them toy with the dark buds through the thin, white material, circling over slowly and making Jungkook whimper into the seal of their lips.
“Hyung,” Jungkook pouts as he turns from the kiss because Taehyung knows how easily riled up he is.
“Sorry, couldn’t resist,” Taehyung chuckles impishly. His boxy smile is too charming as his striped ears twitch and his tail behind him swishes languidly.
“Can you grab the plates?” Jungkook asks as he leaves the pot to grab oven mitts so he can take the broccoli out.
Taehyung is always helpful in the kitchen and Jungkook likes to think that he’s improved in cooking; however, the meals consist of vegetarian only options. The kind soul that he is, Taehyung doesn’t eat meat around Jungkook, accommodating the rabbit. Hence the desire for Jungkook to spoil his tiger rotten and figure out how to exactly cook a steak for their upcoming special day, treating Taehyung to food he knows he really likes.
When they sit down for dinner, their plates piled high with pasta and vegetables, Jungkook immediately starts to eat. His eyes continue to glance over at Taehyung. His lover is wearing a loose earthy green sweater, the sleeves rolled up. He has on baggy khaki pants as well, ones that Jungkook has seen him in a hundred times.
“So... our 100 days is coming up,” Jungkook tries to start the conversation casually. He’s acting like they hadn’t talked about this already.
“It is,” Taehyung smiles as he looks over at Jungkook. His thick, unruly hair sits handsomely on his head, making Jungkook want to reach over to ruffle it.
Instead he clutches to his fork tighter, taking a deep breath in. “I know we talked about going to the city to celebrate. But I... actually wanted to do something here. At home...” He worries he’ll sound boring for suggesting to remain in their same places of comfort for such an important occasion.
“Oh?” Taehyung pauses with noodles half hanging from his mouth, blinking over at Jungkook. He slurps the rest of them up and licks his lips. “The city was your idea, baby bun.” Taehyung offers a small, understanding smile. “You thought I wanted to go back and do some of the things I used to enjoy, but really... I’ll enjoy anything as long as I’m with you.”
Those words alone make Jungkook’s heart clench. He’s overwhelmed with this sudden wave of adoration for Taehyung and value for himself. He’s with someone who sincerely cares about him and Mrs. Woo, the old, pessimistic badger can go fuck herself.
While Jungkook fucks his hot boyfriend.
Five times.
In one night.
“You’re so sweet,” Jungkook replies, finding the desire to share with Taehyung. “Then it’s settled! We’ll celebrate here, at my place.”
The smile that illuminates on Jungkook’s face is effortlessly met with a wide one from Taehyung.
“I’ll make dinner and you can bring the dessert,” Jungkook concludes, finding his excitement increase even more for their day.
“You mean you aren’t the dessert?” Taehyung cheekily grins as he plops a broccoli into his mouth.
“Fine,” Jungkook readjusts, willing to play along with Taehyung’s antics today. “You can bring whatever you think will go best with me, your dessert.”
*~*~*
Their 100 Days has finally arrived.
Jungkook looks himself over in the mirror, admiring the effort and details into his outfit. He selected a cropped blouse on top, a pastel pink that easily matches the way his skin tends to blush whenever he’s around Taehyung. On the bottom there’s a bit more of an alluring piece he chose. He has on a pair of light-washed denim shorts to match, cut off so high that Jungkook knows the fat of his ass is on display for his boyfriend. Finally, the finishing touches are white frilly socks that he knows Taehyung will have fun tugging off, as well as rose gold earrings to replace his usual silver ones.
Today he planned it so that dinner would be all ready for Taehyung by the time he arrives.
Jungkook is nervous. Petrified. Never having cooked meat before, he kept watching videos online as well as reading recipes to make sure he did his absolute best in seasoning the steak and cooking it. He seared it in a pan and then broiled it in an oven for ultimate juiciness on the inside and a nice crispy glaze on the outside.
Along with the steak, he made mashed potatoes and buttered carrots, a tribute to their first encounter.
Everything looks perfect and he hopes Taehyung thinks the same.
As soon as the doorbell rings, Jungkook bounds right over, a wide grin on his face that shows off his bunny teeth.
“Hi!” He greets loudly as he wields the door open for Taehyung. “Wow!”
Immediately his breath is stolen away.
Taehyung is completely dressed up, wearing a patterned silk blouse and black slacks. The blouse is tucked into his pants, his hips astonishingly wide and attractive. His hair is styled, neatly curled, his striped ears flicking as he looks over Jungkook in return.
Jungkook who suddenly feels underdressed and too revealing with skin compared to his celebrity-look-a-like boyfriend.
“You—!”
“You—“
They both start to speak at the same time and fall into laughter upon the realization.
“You look incredible,” Jungkook continues when Taehyung gives him the space.
“So do you. So beautiful,” he verbally appreciates as he then holds up an embellished container. “I brought the garnishing for my dessert—strawberries.”
The mention of strawberries warms up Jungkook’s heart, the sentiment behind what they mean causing his heart to stammer.
Taehyung closes in, that dark gaze of his effortlessly bewitching. Without prolonging their greeting any longer, Taehyung’s free hand perches at Jungkook’s hip, gripping at the seams of denim as he leans in, capturing Jungkook in a kiss.
The kiss immediately causes Jungkook to melt, his arms reaching up to hold Taehyung around his neck like a lifeline. Taehyung’s lips are warm and envelop his without question, the texture soft as they brush together. Gradually the slide of their mouths deepens, pressing in harder where they slot together, making it more difficult for Jungkook to stay grounded.
His cottontail wiggles and he’s overcome with how well Taehyung kisses him.
However, the moment he feels his tiger lover start to inch that palm upwards, over the waist of his shorts and sneaking up to the hem of his crop top, Jungkook giggles and pulls away, batting Taehyung’s hands off him.
“Paws off!” He smiles, turning around to lead the way towards the nice dinner he prepared. “I have something I’m really excited to show you!” Jungkook does not exactly mean the sensual sway of his hips as he moves to the table, but he walks in that manner to further lure Taehyung in.
At the table, Jungkook stands behind his chair, too excited to watch Taehyung’s reaction.
“Tada! I made steak!” He chirps, waving a hand at Taehyung’s plate where the steak nearly spills over due to its size. It’s glazed coating looks like honey in the light and Jungkook knows that when Taehyung slowly inhales to sniff the air, he must approve with the way he purrs.
“Jungkookie,” Taehyung’s eyes practically water like his mouth. “You did this for me?” One of his large hands rests over his chest, looking delightfully surprised.
“Yep,” Jungkook nods as he pulls his chair out to now sit down. “I know you always... change what you eat for me. So I wanted to, you know,” he feels the shyness take over, “make sure you felt special. That I see you and love you for you.”
The confession draws his ears to inch their way over his face as he pulls at the ends of them, wanting to hide.
“Hey, don’t hide,” Taehyung chides him, sitting down as well as he reaches for the sharp knife and a fork. “You even gave me a knife!”
Jungkook rolls his eyes as he drops his ears. “Yah, now you’re being dramatic.” He’s still smiling though, very content with how his surprise is a win.
They talk over dinner, celebrating their months together and recalling some of their favorite memories. Jungkook brings up the time Taehyung submitted and watched a horror movie with Jungkook, the plot a terribly predictable one about a docile hamster girl getting possessed by a ferocious and spiteful nine-tailed fox. She eats a bunch of men including her boyfriend. Very basic and entertaining but scary to Taehyung who kept jumping and hiding behind Jungkook.
The two also talk about their daily lives, Taehyung mentioning that one of his old friends from the city wanted to visit sometime during the summer.
The conversation flows and it’s always easy between them, the last bites of food disappearing. Jungkook proudly looks at Taehyung’s plate where only the bone remains, having already watched the tiger gnawing at it a few seconds ago.
“Say, is it time for dessert?” Jungkook asks, his gaze settling on Taehyung, knowing that the tiger could never say no when he juts out his bottom lip the tiniest bit and tilts his chin down, pretty doe eyes blinking up at him through thick lashes.
“Fuck yes,” Taehyung tosses his napkin aside.
Score.
Deciding they can clean up the dishes later, Jungkook hastily scoots his chair out to make a run for his bedroom burrow.
Remembering to grab the bowl of strawberries, Taehyung quickly follows. Reaching Jungkook’s room, Taehyung watches as Jungkook turns back towards him.
All of a sudden, time slows down.
Jungkook is standing near his bed, pristine white sheets awaiting them; however, the rabbit takes his time in reaching down to unbuckle his shorts. The button pops free and he drags the zipper down.
The denim material slips down as Jungkook pushes it off his hips. He’s standing there in his pink cropped blouse, his white socks as well as the cutest pair of panties. They’re stripes. Tiger stripes.
“Oh, Jungkook,” Taehyung is rendered speechless. Not a day passes where he doesn’t find himself marveling at Jungkook.
Standing there in his full blown fancy outfit, clutching onto the bowl of strawberries, he definitely feels overdressed. Holding the bowl in one hand, he reaches up to loosen and pull at the buttons of his satiny top.
“I saw these and knew I had to get them,” Jungkook teasingly turns for him to show off.
The moment Taehyung sees his backside, pert butt with the tiger stripes hugging his hips, and that cottontail. Oh fuck. His sweet, fluffy white tail poking out of the orange and black tiger pattern has Taehyung weak. And hard. All at once.
“You really outdid yourself, tonight, bun. First, steak. Now, this?” Taehyung pops his last button free and he works on getting one arm out at a time until the thin, silky material is billowing to the floor. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were becoming a tiger.”
Jungkook is facing towards Taehyung again as he sweetly laughs. He reaches up to grab at his unmistakable, black floppy ears, lifting them up for fun. “Should I dye orange stripes onto these?”
They both laugh in unison as Taehyung approaches him, now shirtless. The closer he draws, the more details he sees. Such as Jungkook’s shirt being thinner than he thought. So thin that he can see the dark tease of his nipples beneath the light pink fabric.
“What are those for?” Jungkook asks promptly when he realizes Taehyung brought the strawberries with him.
“You said it was time for dessert,” Taehyung states plainly, as if it all made sense. “And my dessert will consist of these... and you.” Taehyung absolutely took Jungkook seriously when he said he could bring an item to go along with his rabbit. Taehyung sets the bowl onto the stand by Jungkook’s bed, only so he can reach out to pull the rabbit close. “So give me some,” he murmurs, his watchful gaze studying Jungkook for a few more seconds before he descends.
When their lips collide, there’s this deeply embedded heat in every movement. The fervor is felt in the drag of firm lips, the thorough sweep of wet tongues and the frequent moans of dazed pleasure.
Taehyung’s hands roam all over Jungkook. One second they’re kneading at his chest, tugging at hardening nipples through the pink shirt. The next they’re clutching at the bare skin of his sides and back, astonished at the smoothness of his skin. They end up indulging in his ass as well, pushing and prying at his round cheeks in those tiger panties.
Before Taehyung can tease Jungkook’s tail, he all of a sudden feels venturing fingers pulling at his. Jungkook’s digits grab at the base of his striped tail and pull while simultaneously thumbing underneath it, causing Taehyung to jump and shiver.
“Baby,” he exhales heavily, the front of his slacks betraying his astounding arousal.
Jungkook detaches himself in favor of letting Taehyung remove his shirt. Taehyung always loves looking at Jungkook and all of his beautiful ink, a grin lightly curving on his lips when he spots a new one Jungkook received.
It’s two strawberries, right on his chest bordering his heart. Each of them are subtly airbrushed with hues of red, adding a lustrous look to them that’s more elegant and delicate. Jungkook claimed that his heart is shaped like a strawberry and thus the two strawberries represents both of their hearts together.
Fucking adorable, right? That’s what Taehyung thought as well.
The excited rabbit reaches to undo his pants, shoving them off Taehyung in a matter of seconds.
Adorable and sexy, that’s his bunny.
Dropping to sit on the edge of the bed, Jungkook’s fingers hook right into Taehyung’s boxers. Yanking them down, he’s quick to seize Taehyung’s cock with his hand. Stroking with steadiness, admiring him in the simple way he tows his hand along his entire length, he soon leans in to frame the plush pillow of his lips against the engorged tip.
One of the many perks of being with Jungkook is his lack of a gag reflex. Swallowing Taehyung in one go, the only struggle he faces is to fit his mouth around the girth. Smaller, pink lips work hard to wrap around his veiny, stiff length, lewdly bobbing up and down. His nose is able to reach Taehyung’s soft tummy as his cock shoves its way down his throat, bulging obscenely as he fills Jungkook up.
Moaning around the heady taste in his mouth and how he swears he feels droplets of precum already blessing his throat, Jungkook continues to slowly work his way over the length. He feels the silken texture of his cock skimming past his tightly wound lips. The rabbit also loves it when he reaches the tip, likes to toy with the blunt end as he flicks his tongue flutteringly along the slit. Taehyung’s enthralling, low groans always get to him.
The tiger wholeheartedly immerses in the pleasure, enjoying the way Jungkook clearly loves sucking his cock. His fingers drift through his dark, fluffy hair and end up petting at the soft coat of his ears. They rub along the length of them, thumbs brushing past the rose gold hooped earrings, making their way back to the top. He carefully massages at the base of Jungkook’s bunny ears while the rabbit keeps rhythmically dragging his mouth wetly up and down on him.
As the saliva pools in Jungkook’s mouth, adding lewd slick noises to his movements, Taehyung’s tail approvingly curves around him. The end of his tail pushes back some of Jungkook’s hair from his brows, his fingers grasping onto his ears. With arousal molten in his stomach, pulsing out directly through his cock, Taehyung starts to use the leverage of his hold on Jungkook’s floppy ears to tug him down further.
Watching through hooded eyes, Taehyung moans more heedlessly as he starts to fuck Jungkook’s face onto his cock. With small ruts of his hips and clutching fingers that continue to urge him back onto his thick length, he observes in pure awe and heated excitement at how well his bunny handles him.
Pretty, hazy eyes that struggle to stay open and peer up at him. Bright, cherry lips that are cutely propped open. His adorable nose keeps bunching at the bridge into tiny scrunches.
The moment Taehyung realizes his peak is close, he all of a sudden pulls Jungkook off his cock. There’s a sharp inhale from the bunny as he keeps his mouth open and Taehyung can’t deny that. He fists his cock and frantically jerks himself with labored breaths and perked ears.
Jungkook still manages to sweetly whimper as he waits for Taehyung’s load, his paws holding onto Taehyung’s hips as his pink tongue sits on his bottom lip. It’s a flawless image.
Taehyung finally constricts at the first rush of intense pleasure, stroking himself feverishly as ropes of white cum shoot out. They mostly land on Jungkook’s waiting mouth though some stray and streak across his nose, his cheeks, even his pretty lashes.
When he’s all done, the last droplet stubbornly clings onto the tip. He’s about to push it off with his thumb but Jungkook nudges in and sweeps his tongue along the curve. He smiles after he does so, licking at his lips to make sure he can eat up whatever he’s able to.
“Was that my dessert?” Jungkook brightly asks, quite smug and satisfied.
“Oh baby,” Taehyung reaches down with his hand to wipe at any remnants of his cum on Jungkook’s face, lifting them up to his own lips to lap it off his digits. “It’s our hundred days. I think you deserve more than just that for dessert.”
The answer Taehyung gives surprises Jungkook whose eyebrows loft higher and his ears stand up taller, curiosity circulating through him.
Ready for his treat, Jungkook clambers back onto the bed, laying down while wiggling his hips. He reaches up for Taehyung who joins him with an endeared chuckle.
Settling between his legs, Taehyung begins by mapping out Jungkook’s body with his hands. Just like Jungkook predicted, he tugs at the ruffled ends of his white socks with a grin. Gingerly with devotion, he slowly pulls each sock off with a kiss to the inside of his ankles. His hands return to seeking out the divots and lines of Jungkook’s immaculate body. They don’t detour for much longer before they reach their destination, palming at the large bulge in Jungkook’s panties.
Taehyung doesn’t know the general build of rabbits, only what he’s come across in his life. While Jungkook is the only bunny he’s been with, anyone could tell that he’s bigger than average thanks to the toned, thick layout of his muscles and his taller stature. What Taehyung has access too and can proclaim though, is that he’s also bigger in his—cock.
The tiger kneads along it, the tip already bulging past the edge of the striped underwear, decorating Jungkook’s flat tummy with gems of milky pearls.
“Wish you could keep these on, you look so cute in them, tigerbun,” Taehyung frowns just the smallest bit.
“Well, you technically could,” Jungkook offers with a cute tilt of his head.
“Not with what I have planned,” Taehyung’s fingers latch onto the delicate edges of the striped panties.
“And what is that?” Jungkook is quick to ask, his dark brows pushing together in wonder.
Taehyung doesn’t reply with words, simply tugging the material down with Jungkook’s hips lifting. There’s already strings of slick stretching out from Jungkook’s ass to the cotton fabric, causing the tiger to hum out in hunger as if his appetite isn’t even close to being satiated. When the panties are off, he gingerly sets them aside as if they are every bit as precious too.
While Taehyung presses his palms along the inside of Jungkook’s legs, starting from his knees and slowly drifting upwards, he takes in the view before him. A faintly writhing rabbit with a hard cock flushed on his abdomen, large pecs looking delectable on their own and for the consuming, as well as his soft pudgy ass cheeks pressed into the bed with his leaking, quivering hole asking to be breached.
Shifting his weight over Jungkook as his hands reach his hips and slide further up, he soon presses them into the bed on either side of Jungkook’s head so he can lean in to kiss him once more. Their mouths melt together, induced into this languid back and forth of indulgent lips.
Without looking, Taehyung reaches out for the bowl of strawberries, fumbling just a little but he finds it, taking out a plump piece of fruit. While keeping close to Jungkook’s lips, he turns his head just enough to take a full bite of the berry, the tartness filling his mouth right away. He immediately returns to kissing Jungkook with strawberry on his tongue and lips.
Beneath him, Jungkook squirms and quietly moans as strawberry juice dribbles from Taehyung’s mouth onto his own. He’s eager to lap up the droplets, huffing out for more. Taehyung rewards the needy rabbit by easing the rest of the strawberry to Jungkook’s parting lips. He watches intensely as the pulpy end smears briefly along those lovely tiers, only for him to push it in further. He lets Jungkook’s prominent front teeth bite down, noticing the faintly red juice trickle out as he sets the stem aside.
Taehyung isn’t patient at all anymore. Barely swallowing his own part of the strawberry, he doesn’t give Jungkook much time to chew on his before he’s attacking him with another heavy kiss. His tongue forces its way past Jungkook’s lips as the bunny gasps. He feels the berry on Jungkook’s tongue and toys with both, causing Jungkook to writhe even more under him.
The kiss quickly becomes messier, a mix of saliva and sweet fruity liquids. They both moan in heated tones, hands exploring one another’s bare skin.
Jungkook arches his hips upwards, coercing Taehyung’s large, hard cock to drag against his. Their breaths become more strained as they both refuse to end the kiss while their bodies start to grind against one another.
Only when Taehyung procures another strawberry does he disengage from the kiss, leaving Jungkook confused until he’s dropping lower. The tiger quickly has a mouthful of Jungkook’s chest, biting and sucking at his peck. He leaves wet traces of his spit as he reverently licks and kisses at his nipple now.
A startled whine leaves Jungkook as the pleasure cascades through him.
Ever the type to be adventurous with his lover, Taehyung is biting into the new strawberry a second later. He’s chewing idly, letting the flavor soak into his tongue, more invested in what he does with the remaining bitten strawberry.
With its pulpy meat glistening from how juicy it is, Taehyung brings it straight to Jungkook’s brown nipple. He pushes it right against that hard nub and listens as the rabbit cries out. Trembling as Taehyung smears the wet bits all around his areola, the tiger leans in again to continue using his mouth.
There’s so much intoxicating sweetness involved, from the lull of berry remnants that he’s licking over warm skin, to the noises his bunny keeps making.
Taehyung moves over to give the same treatment to his other nipple, adoring the way Jungkook responds. He notes how Jungkook’s cock twitches against his chest and he thinks about the wonderful pool of slick that must be forming on the bed sheets.
Ending his nipple teasing with a hefty suck to Jungkook’s chest, his teeth tugging right at the erect end of it, he sits up and finishes off the strawberry by eating the rest. As he reaches over to set the stem back into the bowl, he plucks two more berries, ready to move on with his actual plan.
Taehyung holds up one strawberry, the plump red fruit thick between his fingers. His eyes glance down to Jungkook who’s pleading with his round eyes, nudging Taehyung with the side of his thigh. “Hyung,” he pleads, borderline frustrated at the teasing.
“Just seeing if I want to eat this one, or use it,” he answers with a too innocent smile, chuckling softly at Jungkook who sighs out with a pout.
Not wanting to prolong for any longer, Taehyung finally takes a bite out of the strawberry. The sweet juices from it fill his mouth as he chews, humming out in delight. He then takes the wet end of the berry, directing his gaze onto Jungkook who’s been so good so far, and drags it slowly up Jungkook’s length. The rabbit heavily gasps, shuddering visibly as Taehyung slides the dripping berry from the base, right up to the tip.
Meanwhile he takes the other berry and pushes it right against Jungkook’s dripping entrance. When Taehyung pushes the edge of the berry inside of his rim, there’s resistance at first but then it easily gives in. So much so that the strawberry is nearly sucked entirely into the slick heat of his body.
The tiger gasps in panic for a second, then laughs out light heartedly. “I almost pushed the whole strawberry in!” He tells Jungkook who’s looking at him through lowered lashes and pinkened cheeks, dazed from how Taehyung manages to keep teasing the other strawberry over his cock.
“H-Hyung,” Jungkook grinds his hips then, rolling them in a feverish eagerness. Taehyung barely has a grip on the stem of the strawberry in Jungkook’s frame, finding his arousal keeps growing even more for Jungkook.
“You’re doing so well, Koobun,” Taehyung praises in a lowered voice, all hushed and coated with admiration. As he says this, he watches as Jungkook’s puckered hole clenching about the strawberry stem drips out traces of sweetened slick. Taehyung never grows tired of how fascinating Jungkook’s body is, how the rabbit can push himself to new heights and leave the tiger speechless.
Licking his lips with a rising hunger, Taehyung’s next actions are rooted completely in his feral appetite for Jungkook. Quickly pulling the harmless leafy stem off with the edge of his nails, he tosses it aside. He then takes that half eaten strawberry that he’s been messily spreading all over the bunny’s cock, leaning right over as he presses the remaining strawberry bits into the tip. His tongue avidly drags along the head, lapping up the tart taste of strawberry alongside the sharper flavor of precum. Together they’re even more divine and Taehyung slurps as he brings his lips around Jungkook’s cock and the strawberry.
While the fruit sits on his tongue, saliva collecting in the basin of his mouth, he eagerly smooths his lips up and down Jungkook’s heated arousal. The bunny’s length is full and hard, twitching against his tongue. The part of the red fruit in his mouth is dragged about as it’s pushed against the shaft. Taehyung moans because the different textures and scents are overwhelming him in the best of ways.
He feels his long striped tail flicking harshly behind himself, riled up with need.
Taehyung’s fingers are even more merciless. They force their way past Jungkook’s rim, wiggling into his frame with the strawberry that’s been lodged inside of him. They inadvertently nudge the strawberry further into Jungkook, the stem no longer visible. He can hear Jungkook’s little gasp of surprise, matched with a trickle of wet arousal around his digits. That helps with Taehyung’s next motions.
With determination, Taehyung scissors his fingers apart, widening the rabbit up in an attempt to seize the strawberry housed inside of him. Once he succeeds, his fingers gripping onto the bumpy edges of the plump fruit, Taehyung slows down the bobbing of his head on his lover’s cock. He allows both of their focus to shift to his fingers.
Strong and devilish, a dangerous combination, Taehyung squeezes hard. He presses on the round surface of the strawberry with his two digits, time stretching out until finally he feels the strawberry burst. Its surface gives in to his strength and he feels more berry pulp. Without any hesitation, Taehyung plops his mouth off Jungkook’s cock, the pitiful remnants of the strawberry on his tongue and he chews it slowly.
Quickly following, he curls his fingers and draws out some of Jungkook’s slick from his hole, sitting up so he can watch as the fluid is also mixed with more strawberry. He brings it straight to his mouth and sucks on his fingers, letting saliva, fruit, slick and cum all wash over his tongue until he slowly gulps. The gulp is satisfying, partially a show for Jungkook’s who’s staring so bashfully.
The rabbit’s round eyes are widely studying him, gnawing on one of his ears like he tends to preciously do.
“Mm, tasty,” Taehyung remarks as he licks at his full set of lips. “My strawberry bun,” Taehyung adds as an afterthought, taking a liking to this new pet name.
Jungkook’s thighs begin to clench shut, even more embarrassed by the term. But Taehyung is quick to reach out and stop him from doing so.
“Nah uh, you can’t escape my little strawberry bun,” Taehyung clucks his tongue, scooting in closer to bring his own hard, neglected cock to Jungkook’s entrance.
“T-Tae,” Jungkook wobbles out with his sultry, pouty lips. “You always m-make me so embarrassed,” he shares, as if the tiger didn’t know.
Taehyung feels very pleased with himself though. Jungkook is beautiful in every way and Taehyung knows that he only gets like this with him.
“I know, my strawberry bun,” he reaches up to push some of Jungkook’s dark hair from his face. His fingers skim over to an ear where he gently pets along the soft fur, coercing Jungkook into another quiet whimper. “I love seeing you like this.”
With his other hand, he steadies the tip of his cock at Jungkook’s entrance. Just as he starts to push in, Jungkook panics, stuttering out more words, “B-But the strawberry!”
The realization that strikes over Jungkook’s lovely face, his cherry red lips gasping as his round nose twitches, is enough for Taehyung to smile with a chuckle. “Yes, baby,” Taehyung acknowledges as he continues, groaning out tenderly as his cock breaches the bunny’s walls. “My strawberry bun will be full of strawberry.” Highly amused by his joke, Taehyung doesn’t resist pumping his hips right away into Jungkook with powerful snaps of his waist.
Jungkook moans, his eyes fluttering closed as he reaches up to grab onto Taehyung’s arms. Taehyung braces himself, now posting his hands onto the bed and he thrusts into Jungkook deeper. He feels the mentioned strawberry nudged right against his tip. He must knock the fruit right against Jungkook’s prostate for the rabbit kicks both of his feet, yelping out as he shakes beneath Taehyung. In fascination, the tiger watches as Jungkook’s fat cock spurts out strings of cum. An orgasm.
Smiling so much that his canines are bared, Taehyung continues to fuck into Jungkook. He shoves his massive cock into the rabbit, watching as Jungkook helplessly takes it. His hands go from digging into Taehyung’s shoulders to slapping at the bed, to tugging at his floppy ears. He must be overstimulated with pleasure for his cock isn’t the only presence that’s being ground into his tight frame.
Taehyung loves this, enjoys seeing the way Jungkook falls apart under him. The pretty boy that he once knew from afar, now so close that he feels more like home to Taehyung than anything else.
Jungkook who’d spend his mornings tending to his beloved garden, is now the other half to Taehyung’s life, harvesting his own heart.
Soon he’s snapping his hips so hard, Jungkook’s legs raise to rest atop his shoulders to give him more access. Each forward thrust is met with a boasting grunt. He can feel the strawberry within Jungkook losing its shape, being mashed and pounded into. Slick pours out of Jungkook while Taehyung’s arousal is quickly increasing. Taehyung has to decide quickly if he wants to knot his bunny or go again after.
After a few more hefty rocks of his body into Jungkook, the rabbit’s body tenses and he’s writhing, another climax wrenching through him. Taehyung strokes at Jungkook’s length to help him along while he pulls his cock free, ignoring the sploosh of slick that pools out. The rabbit’s stomach is streaked with another layer of cum, his tight abdomen trembling with small quakes.
Taehyung wants the chance to fuck Jungkook for longer, to show his strawberry bun how many ways he wants to devour him.
Soon Taehyung has Jungkook cradled in his lap. The bunny’s legs are still wound about him, just hooked over his thighs and hips as his arms slide around Jungkook’s middle. He has the rabbit scooped in his embrace, easily held close so he still has easy access to those lovely butter-soft lips.
While he reaches down to guide his cock back inside of Jungkook, he sees his lover is still incredibly hard. His cock is erect and looks like it’s been steeped in rooibos, all flushed red and glistening in his creamy substance.
“Want more of you,” Jungkook murmurs out, his lips worshipping Taehyung’s in tiny pecks. They’re reverent in the way they pull at his bottom lip and release it, moving on to his upper tier where he’ll draw out the small kiss for a little longer. Or how he’ll even flick the tip of his pink tongue out in fleeting licks along Taehyung’s heart shaped mouth.
Eager to fulfill Jungkook’s wish, Taehyung is soon sliding his cock back into the warmth of Jungkook’s body. The bunny already caused a mess on the sheets as well as Taehyung’s thighs. It makes the glide easier though, bottoming out quickly.
With Jungkook’s weight resting down on him, somehow feeling like he’s even more drawn into the rabbit’s frame than earlier, a loud, indulgent groan leaves Taehyung. Not a second more passes before he’s frantically rocking his hips. His fingertips dent into plush skin as he holds onto Jungkook, keeping him firmly down against him as he clumsily thrusts.
While Taehyung doesn’t always have finesse, he reliably brings sheer desire and passion. Jungkook is a whimpering doll in his arms as he heatedly pounds up into him. He feels the way his thick cock fills him up, the rabbit’s velvety, hot walls quivering around him helplessly.
His striped tail arches behind him, sharper in its swaying motions as he’s pent up with this escalating urgency. His lips have already gone slack against Jungkook’s, not that it matters with the bunny’s own pair loosely open as he keeps sweetly moaning. Taehyung spots a trickle of saliva trailing past the corner of Jungkook’s mouth and it’s remarkable, the amount of drool his poor bunny has mustered in order for it to spill out.
Leaning in, he hungrily drags his heavy tongue along the edge of Jungkook’s lips, sliding over to now thrust his wet muscle into his awaiting mouth. The kiss is reckless and unrefined. Purposeful pries of lips deepen against each other while Taehyung purrs deeply, slowing down his thrusts to intimate circular rotations.
There hasn’t been a day that Jungkook hasn’t been sweeter than any fruit. From his ripe, soft lips to his nectar-filled body, Jungkook has always been the real treasure for Taehyung. Eager to be nourished and tended to, Jungkook himself is the epitome of perfection. Taehyung loves every bit of him.
With his tail curving around to gently stroke Jungkook’s cheek, affectionate and tender, Taehyung starts to pick up the pace again. The shallow jerk of his hips up into Jungkook partners with the tiger’s hands reaching back to Jungkook’s ass cheeks. Right below the fluffy ball of his tail, he spreads those smooth globes to make it easier for him to push the length of his cock in.
Wetness catches on his fingertips and his cock pulses. Jungkook is bouncing atop his lap with breathless mewls. He feels the rabbit’s firm cock slapping against his belly with each rocking motion.
The kisses, the manner in which their bodies fuck in tandem, lead to the base of Taehyung’s cock swelling. He makes it all the easier for them by laying on his back, bringing Jungkook with him.
While their lips slip apart, it’s by all means fine with how they focus on Taehyung’s growing knot. Jungkook’s hands press down on Taehyung’s chest, using him for balance as he’s sitting on Taehyung, leveraging the strength in his own thighs to begin riding the older boy.
Jungkook uses long and powerful glides, dragging himself forward along Taehyung’s cock, only to sink himself back down. With the increasing size of his arousal at the bottom, Jungkook’s noises teeter into more whiny territory, endearing little inhales and shocked sounds. Taehyung’s fattening girth snags on his rim, making his weeping hole more sensitive and vulnerable.
Without giving up, Jungkook continues to fuck himself along Taehyung’s arousal, the feverish need presented in how he keeps snapping his hips fluidly. He takes Taehyung so well, barely slowing down with the way his glossy, dripping hole is spread wide.
As for the strawberry inside of him? It’s definitely been fucked into strawberry mush.
When Taehyung starts to feel these sharp bursts of pleasure in his lower abdomen, his climax approaching, he’s quick to grasp onto Jungkook’s narrow hips. The bunny’s ears sway with the sudden halting of his motions. He cries out a plea to keep going but Taehyung hushes him gently, “You know I can’t hurt you, baby bun.”
Taking control, Taehyung is the one to immediately pump his hips upward—once, twice. The intensity of his orgasm takes over and his cock explodes. His knot has rounded out, keeping Jungkook connected to him while spurts of hot release fill up his bunny.
The two of them snivel and moan. Jungkook lowers himself to lay flat against Taehyung’s chest, hiccuping meekly when his body rubs slightly along the thick, expanded base of his cock.
“Taehyung,” Jungkook calls for him, his name sounding so heart-achingly pretty from those reddened lips.
With his tail mostly free, Taehyung sweeps back some of the dark waves of Jungkook’s hair while he tucks his chin down.
“Pretty Koobun,” he comments, a smile reaching his own lips.
From this proximity, he can see the tiny stars of moles on Jungkook’s face—his forehead, cheek. He can’t see the beauty marks cutely sitting on his nose or beneath his bottom pouty lip but he knows they’re there.
Another shudder trembles through Taehyung’s body as he feels a few more pumps of cum expel out into the warmth of Jungkook. His hands smooth along his back, holding him near and dear.
“How do you feel, bun?” Taehyung asks, curious as he knows Jungkook came a few more times than him.
The dreamy state in which Jungkook answers is enough to determine how he feels, but the words that accompany it make Taehyung’s heart swell similarly. “Couldn’t feel any better than this.”
Jungkook lifts his chin, the bridge of his round nose scrunching as he smiles at Taehyung, showing off a glimpse of his front teeth.
It could be the moment, or it could be the very obvious fact that Taehyung has only fallen deeper in love with Jungkook over these past few months. Whatever the cause is, Taehyung does not regret saying his next words, “I want to make kittybuns with you.”
Jungkook’s already large eyes widen even more. “What?!”
Taehyung softly giggles, “I said, I want to make kittenbits with you. Or would they be called tigerbits. Maybe rabgers?”
Here we go again.
Jungkook exhales, biting back a grin.
There’s a moment of pause as his love-filled eyes meet Taehyung’s.
“How about bunkitties.”
Here’s to 100 days and many more.