Ch 3 Wet? ~

Author's Pov

Namjoon stopped.

Taehyung could hear the faint sounds of hushed voices and soft music.

The air seemed charged with anticipation, and Taehyung's heart skipped a beat.

"Okay, Tae, we're here," Namjoon said, his voice laced with anticipation.

Taehyung felt Namjoon's hands carefully removing the blindfold, and as the darkness faded, he blinked in surprise.

Before him lay a beautifully decorated room, bathed in warm candlelight.

Streamers adorned the walls, and a long table stood in the center, adorned with flowers and delicious-looking food.

But what caught Taehyung's attention the most were the smiling faces of their loved ones gathered around the table, clapping and cheering as he blinked in astonishment.

"Surprise!" they shouted in unison, their voices filled with joy.

Taehyung's eyes widened in disbelief, his heart overflowing with warmth.

He turned to Namjoon, who was beaming beside him, his eyes sparkling with love.



" Dinner Party?" Taehyung stammered, still trying to process the sudden turn of events.



Namjoon nodded, his smile widening. "Yes, Tae. I wanted to celebrate this special moment with the people we love most."

He felt a rush of gratitude for Namjoon's thoughtfulness and for the love and support.

As they joined their loved ones around the table, laughter and chatter filled the room, mingling with the delicious aroma of the food.

"Isn't this just perfect, Tae?" Namjoon whispered, his eyes sparkling with happiness.

Taehyung nodded, a smile gracing his lips as he glanced around the room. "It's amazing, Joonie. I feel so blessed."

However, amidst the joyous occasion, Taehyung couldn't shake off the uneasy feeling that crept over him whenever he noticed...

Jeon Jungkook.

Namjoon's boss.

Jungkook's gaze lingered on Taehyung for longer than was comfortable, and the intensity of his stare sent shivers down Taehyung's spine.

Taehyung tried to brush off the discomfort, focusing instead on the delicious food and the warmth of his loved ones' company.

But as the evening progressed, Jungkook's stares became more frequent and intense, making Taehyung increasingly uneasy.



Sensing the tension building within him, Taehyung excused himself from the table, citing a need to freshen up in the restroom.

"You okay, Tae?" Namjoon asked, noticing Taehyung's subtle shift in demeanor.

Taehyung forced a smile. "Yeah, just feeling a bit warm. I think I'll step out for some fresh air."

Namjoon nodded, his attention drawn back to the conversation at the table. "Alright, love. Take your time."

Alone in the restroom, Taehyung took a moment to collect himself, his mind racing with confusion and discomfort.

"Why is Namjoon's boss staring at me like that?" Taehyung muttered to himself, splashing some cold water on his face in an attempt to calm his nerves.

After a few deep breaths.

As Taehyung stood in the restroom, trying to compose himself, the door creaked open.

And Jungkook stepped inside, his presence immediately sending a chill down Taehyung's spine.



"Hey there, Taehyung," Jungkook said with a smirk, his tone dripping with sarcasm. " Saw you came here in rush. Is something off? "

Taehyung's heart raced as he struggled to find the right words, his mind racing with fear of the consequences of saying anything that might offend Jungkook.

" Yes. I mean, No! I-I just needed a moment alone," Taehyung stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. " I felt suffocating."

Jungkook's smirk widened as he took a step closer to Taehyung, invading his personal space. "Alone, huh? Couldn't handle the party?"

Taehyung's throat felt dry as he met Jungkook's gaze, the intensity of it sending shivers down his spine.

He remained silent, unable to muster a response.

Jungkook leaned in even closer, his breath hot against Taehyung's ear. "You know, Taehyung, you're quite stunning tonight. Almost irresistible."

Taehyung's heart pounded in his chest as he felt Jungkook's proximity, his mind racing with panic. He knew he had to tread carefully, aware of the delicate balance of power between Jungkook and Namjoon.

Before things could escalate further, Jungkook's phone buzzed, breaking the tension in the room. With a final smirk, Jungkook straightened up and turned towards the door.

"Well, looks like important call," Jungkook said casually, his voice laced with amusement. "Enjoy the rest of your evening, Taehyung."

With that, Jungkook left the restroom, leaving Taehyung standing there, shaken and relieved at the same time.

He took a few moments to steady his breathing before steeling himself to return to the dinner party, determined to put the encounter behind him and focus on enjoying the rest of the evening with Namjoon.

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Morning

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Jungkook enters the room, the morning light streaming in through the parted curtains, casting a warm glow over the peaceful scene before him.

He watches as Taehyung sleeps, the rise and fall of his chest almost hypnotic.

Jungkook can't help but feel a thrill of anticipation as he takes in the sight of Taehyung's relaxed features and Namjoon's focused expression on his medition.

Taehyung's long lashes rest against his cheeks, his lips slightly parted, revealing the hint of his tongue as it darts out to wet his bottom lip.

Jungkook bites his own lip, feeling a surge of desire course through him.

This is his chance, his opportunity to claim what he's always wanted.

Jungkook slowly tiptoes to taehyung bed, crawling on his knees.

Until stopped.



And unbuttoned his own shirt and then he went to taehyung shirt, unbuttoning them as well.

Revealing taehyung's smooth skin of chest, glistening with sweat in the morning light.

He slides his hands inside, feeling the heat of his skin against his palms.

With a sultry smile, he begins to undulate his hips, grinding his growing erection against his silk pajamas.

Namjoon, lost in his own world with earphones on, is completely unaware of the storm that's brewing around them.

Jungkook takes a step closer to the bed, his eyes never leaving Taehyung's sleeping form.

He can feel the tension building within him, the need to touch, to taste, to possess.

Slowly, Taehyung stirs, blinking blearily at the intruder in their bed.

" What the fuck are you doing?!" Taehyung whispered, his heart racing and his breath coming in short, shallow gasps.

Jungkook didn't care.

He continued to hold Taehyung's wrists above his head, his grip firm yet gentle, his face mere inches from Taehyung's neck.

He breathed hot air onto Taehyung's skin, sending shivers down his spine.

"Stop it!!" Taehyung said.

Jungkook ignored him, his eyes fixed on Taehyung's lips, his expression a mix of determination and desire.

He leaned in closer, his body heat enveloping Taehyung's as he pinned his hands over his head.

"Stop it!! " Taehyung a bit louder, the word more of a plea than a command. "Jungkook, please!"

But Jungkook only smiled, his gaze traveling down to Taehyung's exposed neck.

With a slow, seductive movement, he nibbled on Taehyung's earlobe, sending shivers down his spine.



Taehyung struggled against the hold Jungkook had on him, their silk pajamas' buttons straining to stay closed, the fabric hot against their skin.

But with each touch, each breath, each word, he felt the tension between them growing more and more intense.

Taehyung tried to resist, but it was futile. The buttons of their silk pajamas were already undone, and Jungkook's skin felt hot against his own.

The way Jungkook's lips brushed against his neck, the moan that escaped his mouth, made Taehyung's body ache with longing.

"Please stop, Jungkook," he pleaded, his voice barely above a whisper. But Jungkook just smirked, his lips hovering mere centimeters from Taehyung's own.

"Please what?" he teased, his words laced with sincerity. "Beg me, Taehyung."

" Please stop!"

Jungkook chuckled, his voice low and husky.

His lips brushed against Taehyung's, teasing him mercilessly. "Please stop wanting this?"

Taehyung wanted to tell him no, but the truth was he couldn't stop wanting it.

His body was on fire, craving Jungkook's touch.

The heat between them was palpable, their skin pressing together in perfect synchronicity.

Taehyung's heart raced as he felt the heat building inside him.

His body was craving the touch, the closeness.

It was as if their skin was meant to be together.

He wanted to say no, but his body wouldn't listen.

"Stop!" Taehyung cried out, the word a mixture of pain and pleasure.

But it was too late.

Jungkook's lips finally met his.

Jungkook kissed him deeply, their tongues tangling together in a dance of desire.

With a rough movement, he yanked their pajamas off of Taehyung, leaving him bare and exposed.

The cool air caressed his heated skin, making him shiver.

As they kissed, their hips moved in unison, grinding against each other.

Taehyung could feel the evidence of their desire pressed against his thigh, and it only served to heighten the sensation coursing through his veins.

Jungkook positioned himself between Taehyung's legs, the tip of his erection teasing at the entrance to Taehyung's body.

He thrust forward, piercing Taehyung's tight heat, and began to move, his hips undulating in a rhythm that felt so right.

Jungkook's hands roamed over Taehyung's body, cupping his ass and pulling him closer.

Taehyung moaned into the kiss, arching his back as he lost himself in the moment.

The seductive writing style that Jungkook employed was almost too much to bear.

It was as if he had woven a spell around Taehyung, trapping him in a haze of lust and desire.

Taehyung moaned, his legs wrapping around Jungkook's waist, as he lost himself in the sensation.

Their skin was slick with sweat, their bodies moving in perfect unison.

The way Jungkook's eyes met his, filled with desire, sent shards of pleasure through Taehyung's core.

They fucked like this for what felt like an eternity, their movements growing more urgent, more desperate.

Taehyung could feel the knot forming deep inside him, and he knew that Jungkook was close too.

With one final thrust, Jungkook pushed Taehyung back against the bed, their bodies joined in an erotic dance.

Taehyung's eyes fluttered open, and he gazed up at Jungkook, his chest heaving with each ragged breath.

Jungkook thrust deep, his eyes closed tight as he let out a guttural moan.

" fuck!! " he groaned.

Before spilling his seed into Taehyung's ass.

The hot cum spilled out, coating their hips and thighs, a testament to their intense connection.

Just then, Namjoon, entered the room from the balcony.

His jaw dropped in surprise at the sight before him.

Taehyung was panting, his skin flushed and his eyes glazed over with desire, while Jungkook, still inside him, was breathing heavily, his chest heaving up and down.

"What the fuck?" Namjoon managed to croak out, taking in the scene before him.

Jungkook slowly pulled out of Taehyung, their sweat-slicked bodies parting with a wet sound.

It was the moment when taehyung got up with sweat all over his body.

It was very wet.

A wet dream.

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Thought~~😏😏