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Taehyung could feel the ball of heat forming at the pit of his stomach as Jungkook laid him on the conference table. His legs dangling over the edge as the younger stood between them, hovering over Taehyung as he unbuttoned both their shirts.
It's not like it's the first time they've done it in here, but that was when there was nobody in the building but them.
But Taehyung could care less if the others could hear them, they already know that he and Jungkook are in a relationship with one another. They’ll just be more aware to not leave lingering hands on the table.
Taehyung honestly finds the experience of being heard exhilarating. A new kink to be added on the list I guess.
So he didn't bother to hold down the deep moan that escaped his lips as Jungkook went down to suck on his bare nipple. The younger lapping his tongue over it and nipping at the hardened nub.
“Yeah, like that baby. Don't hold back.”
Jungkook’s lips make it back to Taehyung’s, lightly brushing his fingertips up and down the sides of the older’s body.
Taehyung lightly pulls on Jungkook’s black locks when he sucks on his tongue, the latter groaning at the action.
He can feel the growing bulge in his boyfriend’s pants nudging against his own, Taehyung throwing his head back at the feeling. His own pants starting to get tighter with each passing moment.
But it's like Jungkook could hear his thoughts as the younger begins to slowly unbuckle his belt. Taehyung lightly chewing on his bottom lip as Jungkook unzips his pants, swiftly pulling them off and leaving him in his boxers.
He gasps when Jungkook places a firm hand on his bulge, both of them groaning at the feeling.
“Wow babe, this wet for me already?” Jungkook asks with a husky tone, his own dick twitching at feeling of Taehyung’s damp boxers against his palm.
“Only this way for me yeah?” Jungkook adds on, lightly rubbing his hand against the bulge, a whimper escaping Taehyung’s lips.
“Y-Yeah...just nng..f-for you.”
The blond male watches with anticipation as Jungkook grins, pulling his boxers away, freeing his swollen length from the tight undergarment. Jungkook groans, eyes darkening as he stares at his bare self.
The younger hungrily licks his lips as he brings his gaze back up to Taehyung. A small smirk gracing his lips as he smooths his hands over Taehyung’s tan thighs, going close but not close enough to his hardness.
“J-Jungkook,” the blond whines out, desperate due to Jungkook’s teasing.
The latter smiles at the response.
Only he gets to see this side of Taehyung. While those wearing the brand of the BTS logo get to see the reserved and psychotic side of the latter, only Jungkook gets to see him like this.
The loving side of Taehyung. The side that unravels under Jungkook’s touch. The side that is desperate for him.
Jungkook’s heart tightens with possessiveness as he moves down to Taehyung’s hardness. His hot breath fanning over his dick, making Taehyung shiver throughout his spine.
“I’m going to suck you off first.”
Taehyung doesn't get to respond, his words coming out in a strangle choke as he feels Jungkook's tongue lick a strip from the base of his shaft, all the way to his head. The older breathing harshly through his nose as a broken moan escapes his lips. Jungkook licks the underside of his cock, dipping his tongue in his slit.
His hands shoot out to grab onto Jungkook’s hair as the younger wraps his lips around him, going down his entire shaft. Taehyung writhes in pleasure as Jungkook bobs up and down his length, the warm wetness of his mouth causing Taehyung to lightly buck up into the wet cavern. He looks down, his gaze locking onto Jungkook’s dark orbs.
The red plumped lips around his dick, the intense gaze focused on him, and Jungkook sucking him so good has Taehyung arching his back, Jungkook's name rolling off his tongue in a deep moan as he comes into his mouth.
Jungkook drinking up every single drop, savoring the bitter taste. He pulls off with an audible pop, going up to kiss Taehyung as the latter tastes himself on Jungkook’s tongue.
The younger swallows in Taehyung’s deliciously moans as he wraps a hand around his lover’s length, his saliva and the latter’s precome making the glide easier as he pumps Taehyung’s dick back into a hardened state.
Jungkook pulls away, still palming Taehyung as he uses his other hand to pull out the condom and lube from his pocket, throwing it next to Taehyung on the table.
The male stops pumping him in order to uncap the small bottle of lube, the blond whining in protest at the loss of contact.
“Shh, don't worry baby,” Jungkook coos out, pouring the lube on his fingers, warming it up. “I’ll make you feel good.”
Taehyung moans out as the first digit enters his hole. “Nng…” Jungkook groans at the heat wrapped around his finger.
He fingers Taehyung for awhile before putting the second digit in, scissoring him and relishing at the loud moan Taehyung lets out as his fingers find his prostate.
Surprisingly enough, it isn't long before he pushes in the third digit. They haven't had sex in awhile so Taehyung shouldn't be this loose.
“Have you been fingering yourself baby?”
Taehyung flushes at the question, quivering as Jungkook’s long slender fingers touch his prostate.
“Y-Yeah,” the blond says in a hoarse tone.
Jungkook grins as he goes in closer.
“What do you think about when you do baby?” the younger asks, the vibration of his husky voice going from Taehyung’s spine to his cock.
“Y-You...just-oh fuck...just you,” the latter chokes out with a stutter, Jungkook adding the final digit in.
The male groans, his dick twitching at the thought of Taehyung touching himself to Jungkook. He brings Taehyung into a bruising kiss before pulling out his fingers, finally pulling down his own undergarments and letting it pool around his ankles as he goes to grab the condom.
He’s surprised when Taehyung stops him, grabbing his wrist.
“C-Can we go without?” the blond asks, his eyes dilated yet pleading through his wet lashes.
“You want to?”
Taehyung quickly nods. “I want to feel you...I want your come i-inside of me.”
Jungkook grins, bringing Taehyung into another passionate kiss.
“Anything you want baby.”
The younger pulls away, finally paying attention to his aching cock, pouring a generous amount of lube on his length. He gives himself a couple pumps before pulling Taehyung slightly down from the table.
The latter is still lying on top of it as Jungkook guides his legs to wrap around him, his heels digging into the dip of his back as Jungkook positions himself in front of Taehyung’s entrance.
The blond male lets out breathy moans as Jungkook slowly pushes in. With Taehyung as loose as he is, Jungkook lets out a loud groan as he bottoms out in a single thrust.
The younger moans lewdly at the feeling of Taehyung tightening around his length. The warm heat surrounding his cock making his head swim with lust.
But Jungkook doesn't move yet, staying still as he comforts Taehyung.
“I sometimes forget h-how big you are,” Taehyung breathes out, getting use to the dull burn of his boyfriend's length.
Jungkook shines with pride, going down to gently nuzzle against Taehyung’s cheek.
“How do you want it baby?”
Taehyung thinks for a bit. “R-Rough. I don't want you to hold back you hear me?”
The older can feel the grin grow against his cheek. The latter grabbing Taehyung’s wrists, placing them both on the side of his head. Jungkook’s eyes darken as he begins to move, starting a slow pace.
“As you wish.”
Jungkook continues the slow gentle pace for a few moments until he pulls out until only the head is in, thrusting in harshly.
“Oh f-fuck yes,” Taehyung curses out. “Like that Kookie.”
A flurry of loud moans and curses echo within the large conference room as Jungkook quickens his pace. The younger thrusts in a couple different angles, holding Taehyung’s wrists in place above his head, Jungkook bringing his free hand on the latter’s hip.
He relishes when Taehyung screams out, Jungkook finally hitting his bundle of nerves. The older tightening around his length in pleasure.
“Oh yes Kookie!” the latter moans out lewdly. “R-Right there p-please!”
Jungkook grunts out a groan as he continues to hit Taehyung’s sweet spot. The crude sound of his hips colliding with the swell of Taehyung’s ass mingling with their breathy gasps and moans.
“F-Fuck Tae,” Jungkook says against his neck. “Y-You feel amazing. I could fuck you all day. You’re so good for me.”
Taehyung whimpers at the praise. Tears beginning to form at the brink of his eyes, his weeping dick bouncing against his stomach with every punishing thrust.
“P-Please Kookie,” he begs as the younger begins to slow down. “Go f-faster please.”
Jungkook lets out a predatory growl against his ear, the sound alone almost making Taehyung come in pure bliss.
“Louder Tae,” he finally commands. “I want them to know I’m fucking you in here. To know that you belong to only me.”
“F-Fuck me Kookie!” Taehyung yells out. “Fuck me hard and fast! P-Please!”
“Who do you belong to?”
“Y-You! I b-belong to only you J-Jungkook!” Taehyung yells at the top of his lungs, the tears spilling down his cheeks.
Jungkook goes up to lick the tears away. The saltiness of tears like sweet candy on Jungkook’s tongue. He murmurs sweet nothings into Taehyung’s hair as the latter continues his soft pleas like a mantra.
“Good baby...so good for me. Let me reward you huh?” Jungkook whispers out in a breathy voice.
“Oh please Jungkook.”
The younger brings his hands to grip the underside of Taehyung’s thighs, bringing his legs to drape over his shoulders as he quickens his pace.
His thrusts are rough and erratic. The pleasure of Jungkook’s cock dragging against his walls causing Taehyung to see stars. The new angle making him hit Taehyung’s prostate deeper.
The sounds of Jungkook slipping out and pushing back in him is so sinfully dirty and like music to his ears. Their sweating bodies obscenely slapping against each other as Jungkook fucks him on the table. The heavy table lightly moving upward, screeching against the floor due to the strength of Jungkook’s thrusts.
It's not too long before Taehyung feels the ball of heat growing in the pit of his stomach. He grips onto the firm muscle of Jungkook’s biceps, his fingers digging into the BTS logo tattoo as Jungkook abuses his prostate.
“I’m c-close Kookie,” Taehyung cries out.
“Me too,” Jungkook responds back, bringing his hand up to finally wrap around Taehyung’s aching dick, pumping in sync to his thrusts.
“Ah!”
The stimulation of Jungkook jerking him off and burying his dick deep with him is too much for Taehyung. He soon unravels, painting his stomach and Jungkook’s hand white with his cum.
Jungkook continues to stroke his length, milking out his orgasm as he too comes deep within Taehyung with a loud groan due to the warm walls tightening around his length.
The younger thrusts in a few more times until his dick goes soft. Jungkook gently puts Taehyung’s legs down to hang on the edge of the table before bracketing himself above him to catch his breath.
Taehyung can still feel Jungkook twitching within him, the blond feeling warm and humming in approval with Jungkook’s cum inside him.
The male gently caresses his cheek before going to capture his lips. The two lazily mouthing against each other for a few moments before Jungkook finally pulls his length out.
He cleans them both and the table spotless with some nearby wipes, throwing it in the trash can afterwards.
He gently helps redress Taehyung, pulling him down from the table once their clothes are back on, kissing him gently and holding him close.
“You were amazing as always,” Jungkook says as he pulls away. “You feeling alright?”
Taehyung just gives him a bright smile, pecking him on lips again. “It was great Jungkook, you gave me what I wanted and I loved it.”
Jungkook smiles, nuzzling against his nose.
“Good.”
The two walk around the table, greeted by the forgotten remains of Kang on the floor.
“Oh yeah, I forgot about him,” Jungkook casually says as he looks at the mess before him.
“Well I guess I can cross off ‘fucking with a dead body in the room’ off my bucket list,” Taehyung says sarcastically.
Jungkook just laughs, bringing Taehyung closer to kiss his temple. “I’ll just get Jimin to dispose of him.”
“Jimin's gonna be pissed if he finds out that we ended up fucking each other on the table instead of cleaning this up and leaving it for him to deal with.”
“Who says he has to know?”
Taehyung just grins, rolling his eyes. “With how loud we were, someone's bound to tell him.”
“Well we’ll deal with it then,” Jungkook says softly.
They laugh, holding each other close as they leave the room together. A few of the BTS members bowing to them with flushed faces (Probably victims of hearing everything).
But the two lovers didn't care. They were happy in their own world together and that’s all that mattered to them.
Under those psychotic exteriors are hearts that burn passionately for one another.