"But I wasn't crying because she bullied me. I was crying because my little finger didn't reach or hit my prostate." He sighed, then glanced at the handkerchief, wiping away his tears.
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What will happen when a certain person decides to let his in...
Jungkook lay motionless in the slightly warm water of the bathtub. Taehyung's hands moved gently over his lover's skin, washing away the remnants of their passion. Jungkook had passed out, exhausted from their intense lovemaking.
This was their ritual; after every intimate moment, Taehyung would gently clean and care for Jungkook, cherishing these quiet moments of intimacy.
"My pretty baby," Taehyung whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He wiped Jungkook's body and head with a soft towel, his movements careful and loving.
After ensuring every inch of Jungkook was clean, Taehyung lifted him from the tub, carrying him to their bedroom. He laid Jungkook on his stomach on the soft mattress, taking a moment to admire his beauty. Jungkook was completely naked, and Taehyung didn't dress him; he needed to tend to the marks and bruises from their earlier passion.
Seeing the faint traces of blood and the swollen redness of Jungkook's entrance made Taehyung's heart clench with guilt. He sighed deeply,
"I was too rough, I guess." Gently parting Jungkook's ass, he applied a soothing balm to the sensitive area with utmost care. Jungkook's body shivered slightly at the cool touch, and Taehyung's heart ached at the sight.
He moved on to Jungkook's inner thighs, spreading the medicine over the red, tender skin, and then to every other bruise and mark. His fingers were gentle, his touch light, as if afraid to cause any more pain.
Taehyung placed soft kisses all over Jungkook's face, smiling lovingly at the peaceful expression Jungkook wore in his sleep. Tenderly, Taehyung gazed at Jungkook's peaceful, sleeping form. With utmost care, he placed soft kisses all over Jungkook's face, savoring the warmth of his lover's skin.
