㊱That's All We Need

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Taehyung was freaking out. He wanted the younger for so long, and he couldn't even realize it before. He had convinced himself that he didn't like him and ignored his feelings completely. And out of the blue, Jeongguk just kissed him. And he never expected to experience this chaotic churning of emotions.

After changing his clothes, he went outside of Jeongguk's door but couldn't bring himself to enter. He paced there in a haze of consternation, his mind chock-full of Jeongguk, how soft his lips were, and how thrilling it was to have them against his.

    

Once Jeongguk got dressed, he tossed his body into the bed with a frustrated sigh. He blamed himself on repeat, and he was sure Taehyung wouldn't want to be near him anymore. Although he did react to the kiss and didn't stop it either, he felt awful for kissing him out of nowhere.

For him, it felt heavenly, outright ecstatic, and to be honest, all he wanted was to have another taste of him. But seeing how Taehyung reacted after the kiss, he was sure it was the first and last time he got to kiss his pretty lips.

Even though it was late, he couldn't sleep. He wanted to at least apologize to Taehyung and reassure him that nothing had to change between the two. He was willing to put aside his feelings if he could have Taehyung in his life, even as a friend.

After a while, he couldn't take it anymore. He hopped off his bed and strode to the door, but the moment he flew it open, he went frozen stiff upon seeing Taehyung pace outside with an anxious expression on his face.

Taehyung halted abruptly once he noticed that the door opened and whipped his gaze at him. He looked back at the younger's big doe eyes with his restless ones but didn't seem able to say anything.

"Tae, can you—"

Every ounce of Taehyung's logic dissipated on the spot and his mind went all out blank as he charged towards him and strung their lips together with a zealous clash. The younger stumbled back from the impact, but he clutched his shirt for dear life and managed to hold him steady.

Jeongguk's arms circled his waist as he yielded into the kiss, already licking his lips in a desperate attempt to part his mouth and dip his tongue into it. The permission was granted in a split second, and he started walking backwards while pulling him along without breaking the kiss in the slightest.

Soon enough, the back of Jeongguk's knees collided with the bed, and he flopped back, yanking the boy down with him. Taehyung straddled him and squeezed their bodies together as his hands traveled to his hair and tugged it. Silent, stifled moans filled the room as their tongues danced together at a fast tempo, both craving to feel each other as much as possible.

The younger let his demanding hands roam on his stunning body, fondling his sides, traveling down his thighs, and ending up on his back. He couldn't help but feel himself harden when Taehyung ground against him and the pull on his hair became a tad harsher.

Having Taehyung on top of him seemed rather dangerous since he resumed grinding against him faster by the second. Although he yearned for him, maybe even a little too much, he didn't want to continue further so fast. And so with a smooth move, he rolled him over and straddled him instead.

Their lips parted in the process but Taehyung pulled him by his shirt into another fiery, sloppy make-out session that left both breathless by the euphoric feeling. Once Jeongguk perceived how hard the other was, he groaned automatically into the kiss and nipped at his bottom lip a second later, earning a heap of delicious moans blended with whimpers from him.

Both didn't seem able to get enough of one another. They could barely breathe properly now, but they didn't want to stop. So they ignored the burning in their lungs and continued to devour each other ardently.

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