{bangtan; taehyung/jeongguk} unforgettable, we are unforgettable
unforgettable, we are unforgettable
taehyung/jeongguk // nc-17 // ~4.3k // graphic sex (facials, rimming, d/s themes)
With Jeongguk rushing a fraternity, Taehyung's been feeling a little neglected. This is how Jeongguk makes it up to him. Inspired by this.
Sunday mornings, Jeongguk decides, are days spent the way they were meant to be. The fall semester of his sophomore year marks the second year in a row that he and Taehyung are living together, the walls of their apartment decorated with the enigmatic paintings of cats Taehyung always seems to pick up whenever he visits downtown.
Next to the polka-dancing cats Taehyung insisted on putting up in their bedroom (they're cute enough, he supposes), Jeongguk can see the embarrassing picture Taehyung had printed from a taekwondo tournament Jeongguk won last year, and a few cheaply but lovingly framed shots of them at the Residential Hall Association's year-end formal, even though neither of them were in the RHA. Jeongguk hadn't pulled out his suit since they went to senior prom. But Taehyung insisted, and Jeongguk is basically powerless whenever bae pulls out the puppy eyes, and he really should get around to telling Jimin to stop taking Taehyung with him when he goes volunteering at the local shelter. There's the formal picture, of course, and two strips from the photo booth (one of the two of them, the other with Jimin and Seokjin, who Jimin had smuggled in because he knew someone on staff).
It's kind of crazy to realize sometimes that the gorgeous, smiling boy kissing Jeongguk's cheek in one of those photo strips is the same boy sleeping beside him now. Taehyung can't sleep without bringing out his inner octopus to attach himself to Jeongguk's side, no matter how hot it is with all that body heat going around. And - if Jeongguk's honest with himself - he knows why Taehyung's been extra cuddly lately, like he's recharging while Jeongguk is within reach.
Pledging for Alpha Kappa Psi, better known on campus as AKPsi, has Jeongguk in and out of the apartment more than ever before, even when he was balancing taekwondo competitions with a heavy courseload and the dance workshops Jimin somehow kept successfully swindling Jeongguk into teaching with him. (Seokjin has yet to duplicate that success with rowing, even though Taehyung is a loud supporter, because Jimin said Seokjin being on the rowing team has resulted in some important gains. Jeongguk shushed him as quickly as possible before Jimin's sex life came spilling out, because seriously, what do these two not keep from each other?) He hadn't imagined him joining anything close to Greek life before coming to university, but the guys he'd met at a rush event he'd accidentally stumbled into were cool, and definitely really liked him. Really, really liked him. Throw in the connections and professional development, and somehow Jeongguk found himself with an invitation to their Professional Forum and an opened door he hadn't even realized was there for him.
Taehyung marveled at his pledge pin and threatened to touch it until Jeongguk told him the myth of having to do a penalty didn't apply to his frat, especially since it was a professional one. He touches it anyways, running his thumb along the edge, and when Jeongguk came home shocked that he'd been selected for pledge captain of his class, Taehyung had been very down to celebrate. Physically. But as Jeongguk's obligations began to escalate, the number of his frat-related all-nighters climbing, the amount of time he could spend with his boyfriend dropped off steeply. And even though Jeongguk practically neglected him for days on end, Taehyung was always unfailingly affectionate, curling up against Jeongguk's side as Jeongguk dragged through yet another business case, nuzzling into the touch when Jeongguk carded his fingers through Taehyung's hair. Other brothers have told him they'd broken up with significant others from the timesuck of pledging, and Jeongguk spent weeks stressing out about it until Taehyung climbed into his lap and told him he was being stupid. They made it work, day after day, and Jeongguk hasn't stopped counting his lucky stars since.
And now, with Jeongguk finally crossed and all set to be an active next semester, it's no wonder Taehyung hardly wants to let go of him. He'd stumbled into their apartment the night before, still in his suit and a little tipsy from the crossing ceremony afterparty, and Taehyung had laughed into his mouth when Jeongguk kissed him hello, exuberant and relieved. "Someone looks dapper," Taehyung said, already reaching up to undo Jeongguks's tie.
"I've spent so long in a suit I almost can't remember what it's like to be in jeans," Jeongguk said vehemently, not even bothering to help Taehyung undress him, his hands finding their way to Taehyung's hips and curling around them to hold himself steady.
Taehyung laughed again, which made Jeongguk want to kiss him again, so he did. "Well, I definitely don't get tired of seeing you in one," he said, and Jeongguk made a noise in the back of his throat, unable to articulate just how lovely he found the boy in front of him. Every time he could've complained or shut him out, he didn't, radiant as always. Lighting up the room even though it was past two in the morning, the sun long set.
"I'm sorry," he started to say, but Taehyung shushed him and slipped the blazer off Jeongguk's shoulders, tossing it towards one of the living room couches so it wouldn't get rumpled on the ground. Jeongguk hadn't noticed he was backing Taehyung towards the hallway to their bedroom, but once he did, that was all he could think about doing. Taehyung himself was dressed in his pajamas already, the moonlight throwing pale stripes across his tan thighs, and he seemed to like that Jeongguk tasted faintly of champagne, judging from the way he kept kissing Jeongguk while getting him down to just his tank top and boxers.
"Come to bed now," Taehyung began, and Jeongguk blinked at him, taking in the way the light seemed to light Taehyung up from behind, the tips of his hair silvery. He never remembered to close the blinds and lately Jeongguk hadn't been around to do it for him. "And hold me, and let me do whatever I want tomorrow, and you're forgiven."
It was a dangerous blank check, considering the last time Jeongguk agreed to do something for Taehyung, it ended up with their homemade sex tape out in the wilderness of the university library. But Jeongguk, light and drunk as he was, would've done almost anything for Taehyung in that moment. "Of course," he said, and reached up to touch Taehyung to make sure he was real, even where the moonlight kissed his skin. Taehyung reached up to touch the hand Jeongguk held to his cheek, smiling small and quiet now, something so preciously intimate about it that Jeongguk hadn't realized he missed it so badly. They fit together in bed like they'd never been separated, and Jeongguk had the most restful sleep he'd had since...probably the beginning of the semester.
And now it's Sunday morning, and Taehyung is just beginning to wake from sleep, yawning and tightening his hold on Jeongguk before releasing slowly as he returns to himself. "Wow," he says finally against Jeongguk's neck.
"What's wow?" Jeongguk asks, in love, too, with the way the sunlight seems to cling to Taehyung's hair and the slope of his neck. He's wearing one of those DIY shirts he cut up one day, most likely after spending too much time on Sujeong's Pinterest account, and Jeongguk had watched warily over his Accounting homework as Taehyung excitedly brandished a pair of scissors and divested one of his club t-shirts of its collar entirely, chattering about how he was going to "fray check" or something that sounded similarly concerning. It hadn't worked out, like one of those Expectations vs. Reality memes, but Taehyung had been very pleased anyways. (Jeongguk had taken advantage and poked Taehyung's exposed side whenever Taehyung sauntered past him that evening in his newly DIY'd shirt, which had resulted in a lot of playful growling and making out.)
"Having you all to myself for once," Taehyung says drowsily, sounding so smug Jeongguk almost wants to check he hasn't grown cat ears and acquired the taste of cream in his sweet mouth. He'd forgotten how nice it felt to indulge Taehyung, but it's a feeling he's going to get reacquainted with fast now that winter break is coming up.
"I'm all yours," Jeongguk says, the words dropping out of his mouth easy in the wake of the early morning sun and the way Taehyung pillows his cheek against Jeongguk's chest, peering up at him adoringly. "The likes of AKPsi won't see me for days because I'll just be spoiling you rotten."
"You should come pledge for me," Taehyung says, words dragging themselves out of his mouth like sticky molasses. "The first and only member of Theta Alpha Epsilon."
"Theta Alpha Epsilon, huh?" Jeongguk says, and reaches up to stroke his fingers through Taehyung's hair, brushing Taehyung's too-long bangs out of his eyes. Someone needs a trim. Taehyung looks up at him with pleased eyes, practically trembling with how happy he is to be touched so affectionately, and all too proud of the frat name he thought up.
"Yeah," Taehyung says, and wriggles up to press his mouth against the column of Jeongguk's throat. Jeongguk holds still, at least 80% sure he just felt Taehyung (unintentionally?) press his half-hard cock against Jeongguk's thigh, but ready to wait Taehyung out if he doesn't want to bring it up yet. He's in for the ride on Taehyung's word today.
When he feels Taehyung kiss his neck, Jeongguk closes his eyes, tilting his head to the side a little to give him more room. As Taehyung burrows closer and sets his mouth against Jeongguk's throat again, Jeongguk finds Taehyung's side where his shirt has ridden up and caught between their bodies, stroking the warm, smooth skin under his touch. It catches him by surprise when Taehyung sucks a hickey right there, where he's been lingering, the bit of tooth making Jeongguk startle against the weight of Taehyung's body.
"There," Taehyung says with satisfaction, pulling back. "There's your pin, pledge."
Jeongguk laughs a little, because Taehyung never fails to surprise him. "What'll I do when it disappears, O Great Pledgemaster of TAE?"
"Come back and get it renewed, of course," Taehyung sniffs and scoots to the side enough to press his lips directly to Jeongguk's. "Except your membership isn't only for the semester, or only for the rest of your time in college."
"Oh, yeah?" Jeongguk says, and tilts his face up to catch Taehyung's lips again, making his boyfriend giggle in surprise.
"Yeah. You're Theta Alpha Epsilon for life, okay?" Taehyung says, his eyes dancing. Jeongguk hasn't seen him in such a good mood for ages, and honestly, it's making everything about their reunion today all the more sweet. So many times Jeongguk's thought that Taehyung is the best thing that's ever happened to him, that's ever been his in life, and today's not any different. He lights Jeongguk up from inside out.
"I'd like that," he says, Taehyung's eyes crescents from how hard he's smiling when Jeongguk kisses him properly this time. Taehyung keeps making these noises of pleasure, almost but not quite moans, but they burst into laughter when Jeongguk takes advantage of his distraction to roll them over, settling his weight on top of Taehyung now. They're both hard, laughing and a little punch drunk off the taste of each other's mouths. It's so good. Jeongguk trails his hand up from Taehyung's elbow to his wrist and smiles lopsidedly when Taehyung catches his fingers with his own and intertwines them.
"If I recall correctly," Jeongguk says, and Taehyung flicks interested eyes towards him before getting distracted by the jut of Jeongguk's jawline, which he mouths at, "you said you would forgive me if I let you have anything you want today."
"I do like a man who remembers his deals and comes through on them. Especially when he was a little on the drunk side when he made the promise," Taehyung says, and Jeongguk swears that if he could purr, he would be right now.
"Not that drunk," Jeongguk tries to defend himself. Definitely not as drunk as some of his fellow pledges. He's almost sure he saw Halla in the lap of one of the brothers she swore up and down she wouldn't give the time of day, but he was there - not as pledge captain, but as friend - to hear it when she confessed that she actually really liked him. Maybe they'd been so tired after an internal case competition it'd been closest to being drunk, but still. It was good to know even she, one of the freshman girls in their pledge class, could trust him.
"Not that drunk, then," Taehyung concedes and wriggles again in a way that tells Jeongguk he knows very well that they're both sporting hard-ons for each other. "Anyways, I know what I want."
Jeongguk knows Taehyung well enough to feel the beginnings of nerves crop up, the ones that scream into Jeongguk's mind, this is going to be a bad idea and you will probably like it too much so stop him from talking now!!!. He blames the lethargy of just waking up when he doesn't interrupt Taehyung in time, and instead replies, "What is it?"
"Mmh," Taehyung says, and looks up at Jeongguk mischievously. "I want you to come on my face."
The nerves make a sound akin to a keysmash. "Oh my god, Taehyung," Jeongguk says, freezing from where he's hovering over Taehyung.
"You said I could have anything and I've been thinking about this for ages," Taehyung says solemnly, so serious it'd be comical if it were about almost anything else. "Please, Jeongguk. I'll be good."
"Taehyung," Jeongguk repeats, but his imagination has already betrayed him and run away with all too vivid images of Taehyung looking up at him with - with said come, of Jeongguk's, on his face. Oh, god. He's not joking the slightest.
"It'll be a very good blowie," Taehyung says beseechingly, as if Jeongguk was even worried about Taehyung's blowjob caliber. Somehow, you'd think Jeongguk would get used to the feeling of being thrown a fastball whenever he gets in bed with Taehyung, but he has yet to see these things coming.
Still, he's not protesting as Taehyung nudges him off of him and into a sitting position against the headboard, only making Taehyung stop so he can grab a pillow from the head of the bed so Taehyung can prop himself up comfortably. "Thanks, babe," Taehyung says happily as he fluffs the pillow and gets into position, placing a cheek against the solid muscle of Jeongguk's thigh. It's been so long since Jeongguk's seen Taehyung there, all smug and anticipatory, and he thanks whatever foresight left him in only his boxers last night. Probably Taehyung's doing, too, actually.
Jeongguk sits back and watches, a little incredulously, as Taehyung palms Jeongguk's cock through the fabric of his underwear. It feels embarrassingly good already, Jeongguk exhaling hard as Taehyung peeks up at him through his eyelashes and licks his lips, which would be awfully cliche if it weren't so obscene, the way Taehyung does it. Instead, it just has Jeongguk curling his fingers into Taehyung's hair at the back of his head and tugging lightly as Taehyung pulls Jeongguk's underwear out of the way and laves his tongue across the head. "Yeah," Jeongguk says, voice catching, the word falling from his lips without really any meaning behind it.
It takes Taehyung a bit of time but he settles into a familiar rhythm, sliding up and down on Jeongguk's cock until he can take him far enough that Jeongguk's dropping his head back against the headboard and groaning Taehyung's name. He shudders and opens his mouth to protest when Taehyung pulls off entirely, voice roughed up when he says, "Warn me when you're about to come, okay?"
"Yeah," Jeongguk gasps out, "yeah, I know, please, Taehyung," and Taehyung takes him down his throat again, no doubt tasting the pre-come Jeongguk leaked when he heard the state this is leaving Taehyung's voice in, deeper than ever and rasping, desperate. He reaches down and just barely skims his fingertips over Taehyung's own erection, caught under his underwear and sweatpants, and Taehyung almost chokes on an answering moan. Around Jeongguk's cock, holy shit. The way Taehyung's hips jerk forward to meet Jeongguk's touch is almost just as arousing as the hot, wet suction around his cock right now.
Taehyung brings his hand up to stroke what length he can't cover as he begins to bob up and down, and Jeongguk feels the heat coil and tighten in the pit of his stomach now, getting close, gasping out a warning to Taehyung. He doesn't know what he expected - for Taehyung to stop, maybe - but instead Taehyung just doubles his efforts until he feels Jeongguk's breath stutter, body seizing up, and he pulls back with his mouth dropped open, tongue out.
"Fuck," Jeongguk says, voice low, head feeling goddamn light-headed. "Fuck, Taehyung, fuck."
"I think I got it in my eyelashes," Taehyung says, squinting up at Jeongguk, and he sounds and looks so damn pleased Jeongguk can't even pretend another blurt of come leaks out of his cock, dripping onto Taehyung's tongue as he opens wider to catch it. He's got a streak of it across his cheek, up on his cheekbone and the bridge of his nose.
Jeongguk reaches up to wipe what he can out of Taehyung's eyes, stomach swooping from how hot he finds the sight, even though this had been Taehyung's idea in the first place. There's just something about the way his come looks on Taehyung's golden skin that has him probably feeling the way Taehyung did, looking at the hickey he'd just made on Jeongguk's neck, marking him as his own (though letting anyone else see this is not allowed, ever). If Jeongguk could get hard again this fast, he would be aching.
"You were - you were definitely good," he manages to get out, and Taehyung blinks up at him with a smile curling his lips, which are still glistening from saliva and Jeongguk's come. He's obedient, pliant in a way Jeongguk recognizes with a zing in his veins that casts away his lethargy and attempts to do the same to his refractory period. The compliment practically has him melting into Jeongguk's arms when Jeongguk ushers him into the bathroom, scrambling to get undressed all the way so they can step into the shower together. When Jeongguk offers to jerk him off, take the edge off before they get back into bed, Taehyung shakes his head no and instead lets Jeongguk shampoo his hair to make sure they get any come out.
By the time they end up back in bed, squeaky clean, Taehyung is so hard he's trembling a little against Jeongguk's body. "What do you want?" Jeongguk asks softly, trying to be patient, knowing he has to be as gentle as possible when Taehyung gets into this headspace. It amazes him just as much as bewilders him how much trust Taehyung has in him, to put himself into Jeongguk's hands and just know Jeongguk places his pleasure as first priority.
"You, you," Taehyung whimpers, "it's been so long, Jeongguk, please." Their sex didn't drop off much during the semester, only for stints of a few days when Jeongguk got too busy to even sleep, but this is something Jeongguk's only comfortable with when he can give Taehyung his full attention and plenty of time. He knew Taehyung had been waiting, but to this extent, he hadn't realized how badly Taehyung was craving it.
"I'm here," Jeongguk says, kissing Taehyung's temple, then the corner of his lips, making Taehyung whine until he brings their mouths together properly. They curl into each other and just kiss for a while, until Taehyung's panting and whining against Jeongguk's mouth as he tries to rut against something, anything for friction. The heat stirring under Jeongguk's skin rises to the surface so fast it leaves him winded.
He gets an idea after a moment, and it's been so long and Jeongguk knows this will be the right reward for Taehyung, of course it will be, when he's so good under Jeongguk's hands. Taehyung reels a little, looking at him like he's on the verge of begging Jeongguk to come back before he lets Jeongguk arrange him on his hands and knees. "Jeongguk?" he asks, his voice already dangerously close to a moan.
"I'm right here, Taehyung," Jeongguk says, heart thundering; he can feel himself getting hard again already, but how could he not, with Taehyung so perfect before him. He presses a hand against Taehyung's back, gentle but with just enough pressure Taehyung drops down to his elbows instead, ass arching higher into the air. He looks so good Jeongguk might come before he even gets his mouth on him, but that's not what he promised, so Jeongguk gets a hand around the base of his cock and takes a slow breath before he goes for it.
"Jeon - " Taehyung cries out, the word breaking off into a throaty moan as Jeongguk spreads his ass cheeks and puts his mouth to the pucker of Taehyung's hole, licking slick and filthy as Taehyung shudders at a touch like that to a place so sensitive. He's dripping pre-come everywhere, so hard it looks like it ought to hurt, and keeps crying out whenever Jeongguk draws his tongue over his hole again.
"Mmh," Jeongguk says and draws back, reaching out for the lube they keep in the top drawer, however neglected it's been lately. The sound of the cap opening has Taehyung whimpering in anticipation, widening the splay of his legs as if to give his cock more room and somehow relieve the urgency of his erection. When he presses the tip of a lube-slick finger to Taehyung's hole, Taehyung groans against the crook of his elbow, opening up for it like he's been waiting all along to be filled.
Jeongguk fingers him with two fingers pretty quickly, Taehyung quivering and shaking and gasping, tightening around the digits like he can hold them inside of him greedily but all too eager to accept when Jeongguk murmurs, "I'm giving you a third, okay?" He doesn't know how Taehyung hasn't come yet, when he's this full and this desperate; there's got to be something else. When he reaches out to curl his fingers around Taehyung's cock, Taehyung moans out, "No, no, don't, I'll come."
"Don't you want to come?" Jeongguk asks, a little hazy and trying so hard to stay in control, because he sure as fuck does and he's already come once (all over Taehyung's face, too).
"Not yet," Taehyung gasps, Jeongguk grazing his prostate too closely on that last stroke. He does this to himself sometimes, edging himself, holding off on coming until Jeongguk slides in deep - Jeongguk can't believe he didn't realize earlier. He eases his fingers out and liberally slicks himself up, groaning a little at the touch of his own hand and hearing Taehyung answer as if reflexively, Jeongguk's name falling from his lips like magnets pulling them closer and closer to climax.
"Relax," Jeongguk says helplessly, and he can feel Taehyung ease up and open so beautifully when he slides in slow, to the base, Taehyung's mouth falling open to let his panting moans slide free, unchecked. It's been so long, he's tighter than ever, and Jeongguk can't remember the last time Taehyung fell apart so beautifully in his hands for Jeongguk to put back together. His thrusts come sloppy and he can't quite settle into a rhythm, not when Taehyung keeps knocking his coherency straight out of his head with his cries of Jeongguk's name.
He's not surprised at all when Taehyung comes first, and fast, the force of his orgasm practically rippling through his body as Taehyung spills over all over the sheets. His own takes him by surprise though, hips rocking forward and holding there as Jeongguk comes, hard, Taehyung whimpering yesyesyes underneath him at the hot rush. "You are so - " Jeongguk bites out as Taehyung weakly works himself back onto Jeongguk's cock, trying to milk the rest of his come.
"Good?" Taehyung asks, breath catching, rolling over to look at Jeongguk and whining as the movement makes Jeongguk's cock slip out of his ass. He tugs at Jeongguk's hand until Jeongguk obligingly fills him back up with two fingers, plugging him temporarily. Whenever Jeongguk rubs his thumb against the rim of Taehyung's hole, Taehyung whimpers needily.
With his other arm, Jeongguk pulls him against his side - ugh, wet spot - and presses a kiss to Taehyung's pouting mouth instead. "So good. So, so good."
They can only snuggle so long before Jeongguk's arm starts to cramp, so he eases his fingers free (commence more pouting) and he does his best to carry Taehyung to the bathroom, starting in on their second shower together of the day. He presses kisses to Taehyung's forehead, and cheeks, and neck, collarbones, down the line of his spine to his tailbone, Taehyung cheekily wriggling his butt as he returns to himself and yelping when Jeongguk gives into the impulse to spank him lightly.
"So," Jeongguk says as he lathers up the shampoo in Taehyung's hair in practiced circles, Taehyung closing his eyes and tipping his head back into the spray so none of it gets into his eyes. "Am I forgiven?"
"Asking after you come on my face and fuck my brains out is cheating," Taehyung says loftily, opening an eye to peek at Jeongguk to see his reaction. "But yes. You are very much forgiven."
Jeongguk laughs and pecks Taehyung on the lips, even though he tastes a little soapy. What's a little soap in the grand scheme of things? He's got his lovely, lovely boyfriend, right here in front of him. "That's good enough for me."
taehyung/jeongguk // nc-17 // ~4.3k // graphic sex (facials, rimming, d/s themes)
With Jeongguk rushing a fraternity, Taehyung's been feeling a little neglected. This is how Jeongguk makes it up to him. Inspired by this.
Sunday mornings, Jeongguk decides, are days spent the way they were meant to be. The fall semester of his sophomore year marks the second year in a row that he and Taehyung are living together, the walls of their apartment decorated with the enigmatic paintings of cats Taehyung always seems to pick up whenever he visits downtown.
Next to the polka-dancing cats Taehyung insisted on putting up in their bedroom (they're cute enough, he supposes), Jeongguk can see the embarrassing picture Taehyung had printed from a taekwondo tournament Jeongguk won last year, and a few cheaply but lovingly framed shots of them at the Residential Hall Association's year-end formal, even though neither of them were in the RHA. Jeongguk hadn't pulled out his suit since they went to senior prom. But Taehyung insisted, and Jeongguk is basically powerless whenever bae pulls out the puppy eyes, and he really should get around to telling Jimin to stop taking Taehyung with him when he goes volunteering at the local shelter. There's the formal picture, of course, and two strips from the photo booth (one of the two of them, the other with Jimin and Seokjin, who Jimin had smuggled in because he knew someone on staff).
It's kind of crazy to realize sometimes that the gorgeous, smiling boy kissing Jeongguk's cheek in one of those photo strips is the same boy sleeping beside him now. Taehyung can't sleep without bringing out his inner octopus to attach himself to Jeongguk's side, no matter how hot it is with all that body heat going around. And - if Jeongguk's honest with himself - he knows why Taehyung's been extra cuddly lately, like he's recharging while Jeongguk is within reach.
Pledging for Alpha Kappa Psi, better known on campus as AKPsi, has Jeongguk in and out of the apartment more than ever before, even when he was balancing taekwondo competitions with a heavy courseload and the dance workshops Jimin somehow kept successfully swindling Jeongguk into teaching with him. (Seokjin has yet to duplicate that success with rowing, even though Taehyung is a loud supporter, because Jimin said Seokjin being on the rowing team has resulted in some important gains. Jeongguk shushed him as quickly as possible before Jimin's sex life came spilling out, because seriously, what do these two not keep from each other?) He hadn't imagined him joining anything close to Greek life before coming to university, but the guys he'd met at a rush event he'd accidentally stumbled into were cool, and definitely really liked him. Really, really liked him. Throw in the connections and professional development, and somehow Jeongguk found himself with an invitation to their Professional Forum and an opened door he hadn't even realized was there for him.
Taehyung marveled at his pledge pin and threatened to touch it until Jeongguk told him the myth of having to do a penalty didn't apply to his frat, especially since it was a professional one. He touches it anyways, running his thumb along the edge, and when Jeongguk came home shocked that he'd been selected for pledge captain of his class, Taehyung had been very down to celebrate. Physically. But as Jeongguk's obligations began to escalate, the number of his frat-related all-nighters climbing, the amount of time he could spend with his boyfriend dropped off steeply. And even though Jeongguk practically neglected him for days on end, Taehyung was always unfailingly affectionate, curling up against Jeongguk's side as Jeongguk dragged through yet another business case, nuzzling into the touch when Jeongguk carded his fingers through Taehyung's hair. Other brothers have told him they'd broken up with significant others from the timesuck of pledging, and Jeongguk spent weeks stressing out about it until Taehyung climbed into his lap and told him he was being stupid. They made it work, day after day, and Jeongguk hasn't stopped counting his lucky stars since.
And now, with Jeongguk finally crossed and all set to be an active next semester, it's no wonder Taehyung hardly wants to let go of him. He'd stumbled into their apartment the night before, still in his suit and a little tipsy from the crossing ceremony afterparty, and Taehyung had laughed into his mouth when Jeongguk kissed him hello, exuberant and relieved. "Someone looks dapper," Taehyung said, already reaching up to undo Jeongguks's tie.
"I've spent so long in a suit I almost can't remember what it's like to be in jeans," Jeongguk said vehemently, not even bothering to help Taehyung undress him, his hands finding their way to Taehyung's hips and curling around them to hold himself steady.
Taehyung laughed again, which made Jeongguk want to kiss him again, so he did. "Well, I definitely don't get tired of seeing you in one," he said, and Jeongguk made a noise in the back of his throat, unable to articulate just how lovely he found the boy in front of him. Every time he could've complained or shut him out, he didn't, radiant as always. Lighting up the room even though it was past two in the morning, the sun long set.
"I'm sorry," he started to say, but Taehyung shushed him and slipped the blazer off Jeongguk's shoulders, tossing it towards one of the living room couches so it wouldn't get rumpled on the ground. Jeongguk hadn't noticed he was backing Taehyung towards the hallway to their bedroom, but once he did, that was all he could think about doing. Taehyung himself was dressed in his pajamas already, the moonlight throwing pale stripes across his tan thighs, and he seemed to like that Jeongguk tasted faintly of champagne, judging from the way he kept kissing Jeongguk while getting him down to just his tank top and boxers.
"Come to bed now," Taehyung began, and Jeongguk blinked at him, taking in the way the light seemed to light Taehyung up from behind, the tips of his hair silvery. He never remembered to close the blinds and lately Jeongguk hadn't been around to do it for him. "And hold me, and let me do whatever I want tomorrow, and you're forgiven."
It was a dangerous blank check, considering the last time Jeongguk agreed to do something for Taehyung, it ended up with their homemade sex tape out in the wilderness of the university library. But Jeongguk, light and drunk as he was, would've done almost anything for Taehyung in that moment. "Of course," he said, and reached up to touch Taehyung to make sure he was real, even where the moonlight kissed his skin. Taehyung reached up to touch the hand Jeongguk held to his cheek, smiling small and quiet now, something so preciously intimate about it that Jeongguk hadn't realized he missed it so badly. They fit together in bed like they'd never been separated, and Jeongguk had the most restful sleep he'd had since...probably the beginning of the semester.
And now it's Sunday morning, and Taehyung is just beginning to wake from sleep, yawning and tightening his hold on Jeongguk before releasing slowly as he returns to himself. "Wow," he says finally against Jeongguk's neck.
"What's wow?" Jeongguk asks, in love, too, with the way the sunlight seems to cling to Taehyung's hair and the slope of his neck. He's wearing one of those DIY shirts he cut up one day, most likely after spending too much time on Sujeong's Pinterest account, and Jeongguk had watched warily over his Accounting homework as Taehyung excitedly brandished a pair of scissors and divested one of his club t-shirts of its collar entirely, chattering about how he was going to "fray check" or something that sounded similarly concerning. It hadn't worked out, like one of those Expectations vs. Reality memes, but Taehyung had been very pleased anyways. (Jeongguk had taken advantage and poked Taehyung's exposed side whenever Taehyung sauntered past him that evening in his newly DIY'd shirt, which had resulted in a lot of playful growling and making out.)
"Having you all to myself for once," Taehyung says drowsily, sounding so smug Jeongguk almost wants to check he hasn't grown cat ears and acquired the taste of cream in his sweet mouth. He'd forgotten how nice it felt to indulge Taehyung, but it's a feeling he's going to get reacquainted with fast now that winter break is coming up.
"I'm all yours," Jeongguk says, the words dropping out of his mouth easy in the wake of the early morning sun and the way Taehyung pillows his cheek against Jeongguk's chest, peering up at him adoringly. "The likes of AKPsi won't see me for days because I'll just be spoiling you rotten."
"You should come pledge for me," Taehyung says, words dragging themselves out of his mouth like sticky molasses. "The first and only member of Theta Alpha Epsilon."
"Theta Alpha Epsilon, huh?" Jeongguk says, and reaches up to stroke his fingers through Taehyung's hair, brushing Taehyung's too-long bangs out of his eyes. Someone needs a trim. Taehyung looks up at him with pleased eyes, practically trembling with how happy he is to be touched so affectionately, and all too proud of the frat name he thought up.
"Yeah," Taehyung says, and wriggles up to press his mouth against the column of Jeongguk's throat. Jeongguk holds still, at least 80% sure he just felt Taehyung (unintentionally?) press his half-hard cock against Jeongguk's thigh, but ready to wait Taehyung out if he doesn't want to bring it up yet. He's in for the ride on Taehyung's word today.
When he feels Taehyung kiss his neck, Jeongguk closes his eyes, tilting his head to the side a little to give him more room. As Taehyung burrows closer and sets his mouth against Jeongguk's throat again, Jeongguk finds Taehyung's side where his shirt has ridden up and caught between their bodies, stroking the warm, smooth skin under his touch. It catches him by surprise when Taehyung sucks a hickey right there, where he's been lingering, the bit of tooth making Jeongguk startle against the weight of Taehyung's body.
"There," Taehyung says with satisfaction, pulling back. "There's your pin, pledge."
Jeongguk laughs a little, because Taehyung never fails to surprise him. "What'll I do when it disappears, O Great Pledgemaster of TAE?"
"Come back and get it renewed, of course," Taehyung sniffs and scoots to the side enough to press his lips directly to Jeongguk's. "Except your membership isn't only for the semester, or only for the rest of your time in college."
"Oh, yeah?" Jeongguk says, and tilts his face up to catch Taehyung's lips again, making his boyfriend giggle in surprise.
"Yeah. You're Theta Alpha Epsilon for life, okay?" Taehyung says, his eyes dancing. Jeongguk hasn't seen him in such a good mood for ages, and honestly, it's making everything about their reunion today all the more sweet. So many times Jeongguk's thought that Taehyung is the best thing that's ever happened to him, that's ever been his in life, and today's not any different. He lights Jeongguk up from inside out.
"I'd like that," he says, Taehyung's eyes crescents from how hard he's smiling when Jeongguk kisses him properly this time. Taehyung keeps making these noises of pleasure, almost but not quite moans, but they burst into laughter when Jeongguk takes advantage of his distraction to roll them over, settling his weight on top of Taehyung now. They're both hard, laughing and a little punch drunk off the taste of each other's mouths. It's so good. Jeongguk trails his hand up from Taehyung's elbow to his wrist and smiles lopsidedly when Taehyung catches his fingers with his own and intertwines them.
"If I recall correctly," Jeongguk says, and Taehyung flicks interested eyes towards him before getting distracted by the jut of Jeongguk's jawline, which he mouths at, "you said you would forgive me if I let you have anything you want today."
"I do like a man who remembers his deals and comes through on them. Especially when he was a little on the drunk side when he made the promise," Taehyung says, and Jeongguk swears that if he could purr, he would be right now.
"Not that drunk," Jeongguk tries to defend himself. Definitely not as drunk as some of his fellow pledges. He's almost sure he saw Halla in the lap of one of the brothers she swore up and down she wouldn't give the time of day, but he was there - not as pledge captain, but as friend - to hear it when she confessed that she actually really liked him. Maybe they'd been so tired after an internal case competition it'd been closest to being drunk, but still. It was good to know even she, one of the freshman girls in their pledge class, could trust him.
"Not that drunk, then," Taehyung concedes and wriggles again in a way that tells Jeongguk he knows very well that they're both sporting hard-ons for each other. "Anyways, I know what I want."
Jeongguk knows Taehyung well enough to feel the beginnings of nerves crop up, the ones that scream into Jeongguk's mind, this is going to be a bad idea and you will probably like it too much so stop him from talking now!!!. He blames the lethargy of just waking up when he doesn't interrupt Taehyung in time, and instead replies, "What is it?"
"Mmh," Taehyung says, and looks up at Jeongguk mischievously. "I want you to come on my face."
The nerves make a sound akin to a keysmash. "Oh my god, Taehyung," Jeongguk says, freezing from where he's hovering over Taehyung.
"You said I could have anything and I've been thinking about this for ages," Taehyung says solemnly, so serious it'd be comical if it were about almost anything else. "Please, Jeongguk. I'll be good."
"Taehyung," Jeongguk repeats, but his imagination has already betrayed him and run away with all too vivid images of Taehyung looking up at him with - with said come, of Jeongguk's, on his face. Oh, god. He's not joking the slightest.
"It'll be a very good blowie," Taehyung says beseechingly, as if Jeongguk was even worried about Taehyung's blowjob caliber. Somehow, you'd think Jeongguk would get used to the feeling of being thrown a fastball whenever he gets in bed with Taehyung, but he has yet to see these things coming.
Still, he's not protesting as Taehyung nudges him off of him and into a sitting position against the headboard, only making Taehyung stop so he can grab a pillow from the head of the bed so Taehyung can prop himself up comfortably. "Thanks, babe," Taehyung says happily as he fluffs the pillow and gets into position, placing a cheek against the solid muscle of Jeongguk's thigh. It's been so long since Jeongguk's seen Taehyung there, all smug and anticipatory, and he thanks whatever foresight left him in only his boxers last night. Probably Taehyung's doing, too, actually.
Jeongguk sits back and watches, a little incredulously, as Taehyung palms Jeongguk's cock through the fabric of his underwear. It feels embarrassingly good already, Jeongguk exhaling hard as Taehyung peeks up at him through his eyelashes and licks his lips, which would be awfully cliche if it weren't so obscene, the way Taehyung does it. Instead, it just has Jeongguk curling his fingers into Taehyung's hair at the back of his head and tugging lightly as Taehyung pulls Jeongguk's underwear out of the way and laves his tongue across the head. "Yeah," Jeongguk says, voice catching, the word falling from his lips without really any meaning behind it.
It takes Taehyung a bit of time but he settles into a familiar rhythm, sliding up and down on Jeongguk's cock until he can take him far enough that Jeongguk's dropping his head back against the headboard and groaning Taehyung's name. He shudders and opens his mouth to protest when Taehyung pulls off entirely, voice roughed up when he says, "Warn me when you're about to come, okay?"
"Yeah," Jeongguk gasps out, "yeah, I know, please, Taehyung," and Taehyung takes him down his throat again, no doubt tasting the pre-come Jeongguk leaked when he heard the state this is leaving Taehyung's voice in, deeper than ever and rasping, desperate. He reaches down and just barely skims his fingertips over Taehyung's own erection, caught under his underwear and sweatpants, and Taehyung almost chokes on an answering moan. Around Jeongguk's cock, holy shit. The way Taehyung's hips jerk forward to meet Jeongguk's touch is almost just as arousing as the hot, wet suction around his cock right now.
Taehyung brings his hand up to stroke what length he can't cover as he begins to bob up and down, and Jeongguk feels the heat coil and tighten in the pit of his stomach now, getting close, gasping out a warning to Taehyung. He doesn't know what he expected - for Taehyung to stop, maybe - but instead Taehyung just doubles his efforts until he feels Jeongguk's breath stutter, body seizing up, and he pulls back with his mouth dropped open, tongue out.
"Fuck," Jeongguk says, voice low, head feeling goddamn light-headed. "Fuck, Taehyung, fuck."
"I think I got it in my eyelashes," Taehyung says, squinting up at Jeongguk, and he sounds and looks so damn pleased Jeongguk can't even pretend another blurt of come leaks out of his cock, dripping onto Taehyung's tongue as he opens wider to catch it. He's got a streak of it across his cheek, up on his cheekbone and the bridge of his nose.
Jeongguk reaches up to wipe what he can out of Taehyung's eyes, stomach swooping from how hot he finds the sight, even though this had been Taehyung's idea in the first place. There's just something about the way his come looks on Taehyung's golden skin that has him probably feeling the way Taehyung did, looking at the hickey he'd just made on Jeongguk's neck, marking him as his own (though letting anyone else see this is not allowed, ever). If Jeongguk could get hard again this fast, he would be aching.
"You were - you were definitely good," he manages to get out, and Taehyung blinks up at him with a smile curling his lips, which are still glistening from saliva and Jeongguk's come. He's obedient, pliant in a way Jeongguk recognizes with a zing in his veins that casts away his lethargy and attempts to do the same to his refractory period. The compliment practically has him melting into Jeongguk's arms when Jeongguk ushers him into the bathroom, scrambling to get undressed all the way so they can step into the shower together. When Jeongguk offers to jerk him off, take the edge off before they get back into bed, Taehyung shakes his head no and instead lets Jeongguk shampoo his hair to make sure they get any come out.
By the time they end up back in bed, squeaky clean, Taehyung is so hard he's trembling a little against Jeongguk's body. "What do you want?" Jeongguk asks softly, trying to be patient, knowing he has to be as gentle as possible when Taehyung gets into this headspace. It amazes him just as much as bewilders him how much trust Taehyung has in him, to put himself into Jeongguk's hands and just know Jeongguk places his pleasure as first priority.
"You, you," Taehyung whimpers, "it's been so long, Jeongguk, please." Their sex didn't drop off much during the semester, only for stints of a few days when Jeongguk got too busy to even sleep, but this is something Jeongguk's only comfortable with when he can give Taehyung his full attention and plenty of time. He knew Taehyung had been waiting, but to this extent, he hadn't realized how badly Taehyung was craving it.
"I'm here," Jeongguk says, kissing Taehyung's temple, then the corner of his lips, making Taehyung whine until he brings their mouths together properly. They curl into each other and just kiss for a while, until Taehyung's panting and whining against Jeongguk's mouth as he tries to rut against something, anything for friction. The heat stirring under Jeongguk's skin rises to the surface so fast it leaves him winded.
He gets an idea after a moment, and it's been so long and Jeongguk knows this will be the right reward for Taehyung, of course it will be, when he's so good under Jeongguk's hands. Taehyung reels a little, looking at him like he's on the verge of begging Jeongguk to come back before he lets Jeongguk arrange him on his hands and knees. "Jeongguk?" he asks, his voice already dangerously close to a moan.
"I'm right here, Taehyung," Jeongguk says, heart thundering; he can feel himself getting hard again already, but how could he not, with Taehyung so perfect before him. He presses a hand against Taehyung's back, gentle but with just enough pressure Taehyung drops down to his elbows instead, ass arching higher into the air. He looks so good Jeongguk might come before he even gets his mouth on him, but that's not what he promised, so Jeongguk gets a hand around the base of his cock and takes a slow breath before he goes for it.
"Jeon - " Taehyung cries out, the word breaking off into a throaty moan as Jeongguk spreads his ass cheeks and puts his mouth to the pucker of Taehyung's hole, licking slick and filthy as Taehyung shudders at a touch like that to a place so sensitive. He's dripping pre-come everywhere, so hard it looks like it ought to hurt, and keeps crying out whenever Jeongguk draws his tongue over his hole again.
"Mmh," Jeongguk says and draws back, reaching out for the lube they keep in the top drawer, however neglected it's been lately. The sound of the cap opening has Taehyung whimpering in anticipation, widening the splay of his legs as if to give his cock more room and somehow relieve the urgency of his erection. When he presses the tip of a lube-slick finger to Taehyung's hole, Taehyung groans against the crook of his elbow, opening up for it like he's been waiting all along to be filled.
Jeongguk fingers him with two fingers pretty quickly, Taehyung quivering and shaking and gasping, tightening around the digits like he can hold them inside of him greedily but all too eager to accept when Jeongguk murmurs, "I'm giving you a third, okay?" He doesn't know how Taehyung hasn't come yet, when he's this full and this desperate; there's got to be something else. When he reaches out to curl his fingers around Taehyung's cock, Taehyung moans out, "No, no, don't, I'll come."
"Don't you want to come?" Jeongguk asks, a little hazy and trying so hard to stay in control, because he sure as fuck does and he's already come once (all over Taehyung's face, too).
"Not yet," Taehyung gasps, Jeongguk grazing his prostate too closely on that last stroke. He does this to himself sometimes, edging himself, holding off on coming until Jeongguk slides in deep - Jeongguk can't believe he didn't realize earlier. He eases his fingers out and liberally slicks himself up, groaning a little at the touch of his own hand and hearing Taehyung answer as if reflexively, Jeongguk's name falling from his lips like magnets pulling them closer and closer to climax.
"Relax," Jeongguk says helplessly, and he can feel Taehyung ease up and open so beautifully when he slides in slow, to the base, Taehyung's mouth falling open to let his panting moans slide free, unchecked. It's been so long, he's tighter than ever, and Jeongguk can't remember the last time Taehyung fell apart so beautifully in his hands for Jeongguk to put back together. His thrusts come sloppy and he can't quite settle into a rhythm, not when Taehyung keeps knocking his coherency straight out of his head with his cries of Jeongguk's name.
He's not surprised at all when Taehyung comes first, and fast, the force of his orgasm practically rippling through his body as Taehyung spills over all over the sheets. His own takes him by surprise though, hips rocking forward and holding there as Jeongguk comes, hard, Taehyung whimpering yesyesyes underneath him at the hot rush. "You are so - " Jeongguk bites out as Taehyung weakly works himself back onto Jeongguk's cock, trying to milk the rest of his come.
"Good?" Taehyung asks, breath catching, rolling over to look at Jeongguk and whining as the movement makes Jeongguk's cock slip out of his ass. He tugs at Jeongguk's hand until Jeongguk obligingly fills him back up with two fingers, plugging him temporarily. Whenever Jeongguk rubs his thumb against the rim of Taehyung's hole, Taehyung whimpers needily.
With his other arm, Jeongguk pulls him against his side - ugh, wet spot - and presses a kiss to Taehyung's pouting mouth instead. "So good. So, so good."
They can only snuggle so long before Jeongguk's arm starts to cramp, so he eases his fingers free (commence more pouting) and he does his best to carry Taehyung to the bathroom, starting in on their second shower together of the day. He presses kisses to Taehyung's forehead, and cheeks, and neck, collarbones, down the line of his spine to his tailbone, Taehyung cheekily wriggling his butt as he returns to himself and yelping when Jeongguk gives into the impulse to spank him lightly.
"So," Jeongguk says as he lathers up the shampoo in Taehyung's hair in practiced circles, Taehyung closing his eyes and tipping his head back into the spray so none of it gets into his eyes. "Am I forgiven?"
"Asking after you come on my face and fuck my brains out is cheating," Taehyung says loftily, opening an eye to peek at Jeongguk to see his reaction. "But yes. You are very much forgiven."
Jeongguk laughs and pecks Taehyung on the lips, even though he tastes a little soapy. What's a little soap in the grand scheme of things? He's got his lovely, lovely boyfriend, right here in front of him. "That's good enough for me."