Taehyung is pregnant again. This is to be expected because as long as Jungkook wants it to happen, Taehyung can't help but cave to his requests.
It's just that this time, Taehyung has to take care of two children, instead of one. Jungkook has always been a bastard, insistent on wanting to expand the family and adamant on doing it with him several times a night, every night – even refusing to pull out after. Meanwhile, there is also the pitiful Jeon Jeonghoon who waits for Taehyung to tell him bedtime stories every night.
There is no child who does not like sweet or candy-flavoured pheromones, but Jungkook has always been possessive and monopolizing of his mother so Jeonghoon could only quietly climb into Taehyung's when everyone else is sound asleep at night.
At first, it was peaceful. But after, little Jeon had a revelation. This isn't right at all. This is my mother, mine. In the future, there'll be more children who will fight over him. If I don't snatch up all the attention now, I will become the lowest priority ranking member in my family! So Jeonghoon began coming up with plans to steal his mother away from his father.
The struggle starts early in the morning when little Jeonghoon finds himself back in his own room when he gets up in the morning. Taehyung is sitting on the side of his bed as he arranges his son's clothes. He's been pregnant for more than four months, and the bulge of his lower abdomen is clearly visible. Jeonghoon rubbed his eyes and sat up, reaching his hands to Taehyung for a hug and kiss. Taehyung smiled at the gesture and was about to reciprocate when the door slammed open, and there stood Jungkook outside with an unhappy expression.
"Is it so difficult for you to get up? If you can't catch the school bus, you have to walk to school by yourself."
Taehyung realized that even Jungkook could get jealous of his own son, so he immediately got up to console him, only kissing Jeonghoon's cheek after he left.
Little Jeonghoon failed to act like a baby for the first time. As he sat on the school bus, the other children haplessly sang school songs with the teacher while Jeonghoon lowered his head for a long time without a peep of noise. His classmates who sat at his table only watched him and stopped talking as well.
In class, the teacher taught everyone how to make handcrafted roses. Jeonghoon studied hard and wanted to go home and give one to Taehyung, but his handiwork wasn't the best, compared to the rose bouquet that Jungkook often gave to Taehyung. In fact, the roses on the bouquet were always gorgeous and you could even smell the flowers inside the house from far away.
Throwing the origami flowers he folded into the waste paper bin, he carried a small stool and sat near the door, looking up at the sky listlessly. One of his deskmates noticed his lonely self and picked up the crumpled little flower from the trash can. Placing it in his pocket, he dragged another stool and sat next to Jeonghoon.
"What's with you today?"
"My mother doesn't love me anymore."
"No way, your mother doesn't love you? I love you! I'll give my flower to you."
"Ah. Thank you."
"En... My grandpa knows how to make cookies. They are very delicious. Do you want to come to my house to play?"
"Okay!"
"Yay! Okay! Let me tell you, my house has..."
...
Jeonghoon, who had been in good company for the entire afternoon, was in a good mood. He made a promise with his deskmate to visit him during the weekends and returned home with a bounce in his step.
As soon as he entered the house, he put down his schoolbag and rushed to the kitchen to share the rose he had been given with Taehyung but was frightened by what he saw instead.
The kitchen was filled with the scent of sweet chocolate pheromones and Jungkook had Taehyung pressed on the edge of the table, one hand wrapped protectively around Taehyung's belly while the other was on his neck, forcing the other to kiss him. The half-decorated cupcakes on the table had been messily pushed aside and scattered.
Jungkook opened his eyes slightly to glance at Jeonghoon, only making an impatient 'tsk' before letting go of Taehyung, a thin thread of saliva snapping between them. During his pregnancy, Taehyung felt more emotional, and after being suffocated by Jungkook's kiss, his face flushed easily. Turning to see Jeonghoon still standing at the door, he felt a bit at a loss.
Jeonghoon who stood by the door experienced a small change in his expression, his round eyes filled with tears and the corners of his mouth were pulled down, and he was about to cry out. Jungkook however, was quick to react. Grabbing the cupcakes on the table, he carried some close to his chest while using his other hand to drag his kid out of the kitchen by the back of his collar, as one would with a cat or puppy. After half a minute, a loud cry sounded from the living room.
In the end, poor Jeonghoon was compensated with a bedtime story, but it was a pity that the story was not told by Taehyung.
The child went to take a bath and strangely didn't make a fuss while watching cartoons earlier in the evening, hugging his baby sea otter plushie as he shrank into his blanket. The door opened, and he blinked at the stars in the corner of his vision only to see Jungkook walk in with a gloomy face holding a children's storybook... Half a minute later, Taehyung, who was clearing up the tableware in the kitchen, suddenly heard an earth-shattering cry again...
After Taehyung was done cleaning up the living room, he returned to the master bedroom to prepare to rest. Jungkook, who had come out of his son's room, stood on the balcony smoking a cigarette. When he noticed Taehyung entering, he extinguished the cigarette and peeled the wrapper off a piece of chocolate and popped it inside his mouth.
"Has he already fallen asleep?" Taehyung circled his arms around Jungkook's neck, his nose twitched at the remaining smell of smoke on the other's clothes and frowned.
"I'm guessing probably not yet." Jungkook rested one of his hands on Taehyung's waist while the other was already on his back.
"I see... go wash up."
In the bathroom, Jungkook turned on the heater and faucet to start the bath. When half the bathtub was filled, he stripped Taehyung of his clothes and placed him inside. Taehyung himself was a very lean person, but in addition to that, it was not easy for fat to accumulate in him due to his alpha physique so the four-month-old swell in his belly was very prominent.
Steam rose from the bathwater, and the whole room gave off a steamy atmosphere. Jungkook, who was sitting at the edge of the bathtub, scooped hot water from the tub and poured it over Taehyung's chest again and again. The rivulets of water running down felt comfortable, but it left more to be desired.
Changing his posture, Taehyung laid his head on Jungkook's lap, rubbing his face on the majestic bulge to greet whatever was hidden underneath it.
"Hmm? Does it taste that good?"Jungkook always had a way of spitting provocations when he was bullying Taehyung, but perhaps he did not expect Taehyung to pick up his habit of doing so.
Taehyung's face was already slightly red from the steaming heat, but he raised his head and replied to Jungkook.
"I'm just more used to eating it from the back, so I didn't have a chance to taste it yet."
Jungkook felt the blue veins from his lower half throbbing, holding down Taehyung's head, he freed the thing from his pants. The cock that was close to Taehyung hit his face, bouncing off it a few times. Its weight hurt him a little.
"Alright, now that you have the chance to, take some initiative and do it on your own. Let me reward you, so you can eat and taste it all you want!"
Jungkook found a more comfortable place to lean on and Taehyung only cursed in a low voice with a smirk.
"My husband's too kind, thank you, husband."
Lowering his face, he started to lick the cockhead.
Although it always feels good to have sex with Jungkook, thinking about the shameful compromises he has to make still causes him to grind his teeth in hate. However, it is also why Taehyung feels so turned on this time around.
After a while, Taehyung began to realize how difficult it was to actually suck his husband off. Jungkook was too big, and no matter how he licked or sucked, there was no way to take care of the whole length at once, and the meatstick hasn't reacted at all ever since he started. Taehyung began to grow impatient and secretly glanced at Jungkook, only to find that the other party had been looking at him with a smug expression. He didn't want to pretend any longer, so he stood up, hovering over the other and bit his bottom lip.
"Can't do it anymore? Why didn't you say that earlier?" Jungkook reached out behind him to spread his ass and touch his pussy. After thrusting his fingers inside, he slowly pushed his meatstick, thrusting in a regular rhythm. Although his husband's mouth earlier felt comfortable too, it couldn't possibly compare to the softness and wetness of his pussy.
"Uh... Ah... ah ah... slow down... feels good..." Taehyung's mouth still tasted like cock, and thinking about the vigorous pistoning behind him made him imagine if his mouth was just another fuckhole. Like a mouth, his pussy spasmed unconsciously around the meatstick, suckling as if it were like a mouth.
It was a fact that Jungkook was better at his job than Taehyung as it didn't take long for the meatstick to grow harder and bigger as he was about to cum. Just when Taehyungn was about to squeeze down and prepare to receive a spurt of hot cum, Jungkook suddenly left him empty and came inside his mouth instead, much to Taehyung's confusion.
"Swallow it. If you even think about spitting it out, I won't let you get out of bed today!"
Taehyung looked up pitifully at Jungkook, doubtful that he would let him go even if he was obedient, however, his throat moved first and he swallowed. After gulping it down, he deliberately opened his mouth to show the other proof of his action.
Jungkook had always liked seeing Taeehyung crying as he crawls into his arms, so as long as Taehyung remains playful like this, he would always assume that the other has not been fucked enough, so the second round of sex continued at the sink.
As for our little Jeonghoon, who has suffered a series of losses, could only be frustrated. He didn't think he could come between his parents when they showed their affections toward each other, so now all he could hope to do was to quickly grow up and find his own significant other.
"Hmph, I will also one day show off my love to my wife in the future!" The child covered himself under the blankets and angrily turned off the lamp.
(end)