Exchange student - one year ᵗᵃᵉᵏᵒᵒᵏ

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The longer Jungkook felt those sinful lips on his skin, the more he craved them. Every touch from Taehyung left a tingling firework on his skin, a desire that became more and more intense. He never wanted Taehyung to stop touching him, because every touch took him into a world of pure ecstasy.

When the older man took the younger man's lips again, the blond sighed contentedly, a deep, vibrating sound, and began to let his hands wander over Taehyung's body.

His fingers followed the line of Taehyung's spine, which curved slightly under his touch, until he reached the hem of Taehyung's top. Unlike the older man, Jungkook wasn't so shy and immediately let his hands disappear underneath. The feeling of warm skin under his fingers made him gasp softly. He lifted the garment a little as he lost himself further and further in the kiss.

The blonde wanted more and let himself be guided by the incredible tingling inside him, which continued to turn into pure desire. Jungkook's hands explored Taehyung's upper body with a devotion that was almost reverent. He felt the gentle ridges of the muscles, the slight hollows of the ribs and the smooth skin that seemed to vibrate under his fingertips.

Meanwhile, Taehyung's hands continued to explore the younger man's body, but he suddenly faltered and broke the kiss when the younger man hinted at removing Taehyung's top. Jungkook was already impatient, his breathing quickened, his eyes glittered with anticipation and a slight tremor ran through his body.

"Jungkook," the dark-haired man said softly, his voice gentle yet firm as he touched the blond's lips with his own only fleetingly. "I only went one step further, not three," he added, pulling back a little, just far enough to get a better look at the younger man.

Jungkook's eyes widened and he immediately withdrew his hands. An incredible blush rose to his face, which he immediately tried to cover with his hands by holding them in front of his face. "I'm sorry," he mumbled quickly behind his hands. His heart was pounding rapidly in his chest and he couldn't ignore the feeling of heat spreading from his neck to his cheeks.

The blond was deeply ashamed. He had really thought for a moment that they were going to sleep together now because Taehyung had suddenly taken a big step for him, while Jungkook had completely misinterpreted the situation and was now ashamed accordingly. Thoughts raced through his head and he couldn't shake the embarrassing moment, which slowly even turned into a guilty conscience because he didn't want to overwhelm Taehyung.

Taehyung looked at him with a soft smile and the longer and more he looked at him, the cuter he found him. Although the younger boy had obviously misunderstood and thought they were taking it a step further, Taehyung had to admit that he wasn't that averse to sleeping with Jungkook anymore.

Everything felt so normal - the holding hands, the cuddling, the kissing. Even touching had become second nature to Taehyung far too quickly. His rapidly beating heart and the tingling in his body spoke volumes anyway.

But he didn't want to do it yet, at least not while Yoongi was still in the country and especially not while Jungkook's parents were in the house. The thought that they might hear them was anything but appealing to the dark-haired man and was more of a deterrent.

Taehyung lay down next to Jungkook and slipped one arm between the pillow and the younger boy's blonde mop of hair, while he wrapped the other around his waist. He bravely slipped his hand under Jungkook's top and pulled him even closer to him. His fingers felt the warm, soft skin of the younger boy, which sent a pleasant shiver through his body.

"You can be so sweet," the dark-haired man murmured into the younger man's ear and closed his eyes. "H-hold the c-flap," the blond stammered and finally removed his hands from his face, which was still burning with shame. Nevertheless, Jungkook couldn't resist snuggling up to the older man and enjoying his closeness.