𝚃𝙰𝙴𝙺𝙾𝙾𝙺 𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚃𝚂 (𝚋𝚡𝚋)

Dead Roses [M]

With that, Jeongguk kisses him dizzy before pulling out and laying him down the soft mattres. They're now facing each other as Jeongguk cages him, crouching down to brush his nose against his,  obscidian eyes staring down at Taehyung who stares right back at him.

The elder cards his fingers through his tresses, smirking up at him with crimson tinted cheeks. "Hi." He whispers up to him, voice small and barely inaudible.

"Hey, baby." Jeongguk replies, littering his face with butterfly kisses and nuzzling into his skin. "You ready, doll?"

"More than I'll ever be."

Jeongguk pulls back slightly, kissing down the elder's torso and squeezing his flesh gently. He sits on his heels, rolling a condom on and slicking up his cock, before parting Taehyung's legs further apart and lining up against him.

Slowly but surely, he slides the head of his dick inside, holding the other by the waist as he pushes his hips forward. Tae squirms on the sheets, throwing his head back and biting his lower lip. He closes his eyes shut, hands finding purchase at the younger's shoulders who stays still once he's seated inside of him.

"You with me, Tae?" The younger asks, hand cupping his cheek affectionately as his thumb rubs against his flushed skin. Taehyung isn't sure why his chest expands at that, heart lurching forward as he melts into the other's hold. His lashes flutter slightly as he leans into the the younger's touch, humming and nodding his head with a small smile. 

Something akin to fondness flashes in Jeongguk's eyes, lips quirking up at the sides as he brushes his lips against the elder's. His pulls back and presses back down eagerly, thrusting his hips in a moderate pace and hissing at the way Taehyung's eyes rolls to the back of his head, mouth left ajar in a prolonged moan.

"Shit– You drive me crazy, baby." Jeongguk murmurs, starting to pick up his pace as he fucks into him pleasurably. "You take me so good, doll– so tight." Taehyung can only whimper and moan at every drag of the other's cock inside him, head lolling to the side as he steadily drowns himself in pleasure.

When Jeongguk raises his leg and places it on his shoulder, angling his hips up, and moves his hips faster, he's sure he has never screamed that loud during sex.

Taehyung is rendered into an incoherent and sobbing mess when the younger hits his prostate dead on with every thrust. "There! Oh– ah, right t-there." he moans out, wrapping his arms around the other and scratching angry red lines down his arms and back, losing himself in his headspace.

Sweat glistens on their bodies as Jeongguk fucks him sideways, while the elder clenches around him dizzyingly, causing him to grunt into his neck. "Jesus, baby–" he cuts himself off with a groan, gripping at Tae's hips that'll surely bruise sooner or later.

Taehyung can only moan wantonly from below, tears staining his puffed cheeks, his mind a haze. "C-Close, Guk–Ah–close." he tries to say in between his moans, panting as he nears the edge. "Can you come like this, angel? Can you come untouched for me?" Jeongguk teases, slapping his hips relentlessly against the other's who's moans have turned a pitch higher, pushing his hips back to meet the other's thrusts.

"Can you come just from my cock, baby?" He teases, leaning down to nibble at the other's ear, to suck bruises on smooth tan skin, leaving marks of his own. The elder just nods, grabbing at the other and pulling him into a kiss, biting at his lip and catching the plump flesh in between his teeth.

"Then come for me, Taehyung-ah." Jeongguk whispers, groaning at how the other clenches so tightly around him he sees stars. "J-Jeongguk– Ah, ah–!" Tae moans out, breath caught in his throat as he paints their abdomens white, ropes of his cum spurting from his sensitive cock.

The younger follows suit, his grinding hips stuttering and buries himself deeply into Taehyung's ass as he comes into the condom. He kisses Taehyung languidly, lapping up his whimpers from his cock that throbs inside of him, pumping out his cum and groaning into the other's mouth.

The younger pulls away, pecking the tip of Tae's nose before pulling out and rolling over bregrudgingly to the other's side. They catch their breaths, staring up at the ceiling as they recover from their high.

After a moment if silence, Jeongguk attempts to stand up, only for his wrist to be tugged back. "Where are you going?" Tae asks in a hushed voice, bright eyes looking up at him with a pout.

The younger chuckles, kissing the top of his head pushing his hair back before answering, "Gonna get you a towel and clean you up, sweetheart."

He exits the room swiftly, throwing out the soiled condom with a grimace and coming back with a wet towel in hand.

After cleaning up the both of them, Taehyung pulls him underneath the blankets and cuddles up against him, sighing as he traces patterns on his unblemished skin.

Soon after, Taehyung's breathing evens out and his eyes slip shut, their legs tangled together. Jeongguk only smiles at the sight, heart warming up as he scoots closer and holds the elder in his arms.

"Beautiful."

When drowsiness invades his senses and he falls into deep slumber, he dreams of a boy with tan skin and big bright eyes. Images of the man imprinted on the back of his eyes, warm skin pressed up against his.

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Jeongguk wakes up by the blinding sunlight that filters through his curtains, grunting at the harsh light when he tries to open his eyes.

He stretches his worn out limbs, sprawling his body on the bed. Belatedly, he registers that he's alone, sitting up only to find no one else but him in the room.

Running his hand down beside him, the mattress is faintly warm and vaguely smells like freshly plucked lavenders, a scent that he has grown familiar to.

He sighs defeatedly– Of course, he'd leave as soon as he's awake.

He no longer feels disappointment towards the elder, a feeling he has long tampered down through the months of this–whatever it is they have.

But he still feels disappointed at himself, how stupid he was to expect for Taehyung to stay, because sadly, he never does.

His morning episode of self pity is cut short when he sees a sticky note placed on his bedside table, blank ink written across the yellow tinted paper.

He smiles when he reads a,

"Thank you for last night, Jeongguk. I'm sorry, I've got some errands to tend to, but I was wondering if you like to go on a date with me next Friday? Text me, xoxo.
—Tae"

He sighs, plopping back down on his bed as his stupid dopey smile is plastered on his lips.

Then again, Jeongguk is just a simple guy.

So who is he to decline, right?

So maybe, Taehyung does want this as much as he does.

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word count: 2336

i used to listen to Dead Roses–Blackbear nonstop, then yesterday i was scrolling thru my playlist and saw it there, so i went ahead n played it. this idea/story instantly popped in my head so i just had to write it.

this also has zero to no plot and more like 2.3k words of smut, sorry :/

btw im sorry if there's any errors or typos, this wasn't proof-read hehe

but i hope y'all liked it!

pls vote and tell me ur thoughts UwU

ily, stay safe.