My Little One // Taekook - Chapter 8: Chapter 8

After passing like a good amount of time, Taehyung removed himself from him and Jungkook didn't understand why his body already missed the other's warmth.
Taehyung kissed his wrist where he was rubbing earlier, making Jungkook's cheeks scarlet. Hell, Jungkook didn't even get himself a lover before so these little actions made him extremely shy.
''Don't be nervous. I won't let anything happen to you. Just stand right beside me. Ok?''
Jungkook lifted his head and nodded as he wouldn't believe his voice. Taehyung's lips twitched and hold his mate's hand gently before leaving the bedroom.
As Taehyung promised, the introduction went well without any disturbance. Vampires peeked secretly at Jungkook from time to time, with curious red eyes, but they were rejected by Taehyung's warning glare. To which, Jungkook giggled quietly in amusement, maybe this new life wouldn't be that hard for him.
Taehyung taught him how to use vampire power to be effective, how to hunt, and how to kill. But when Jungkook complained about it was too much for the first day, Taehyung immediately stopped and sent him back to the bedroom, well their bedroom.
Taehyung said they'd use the same bedroom although vampires didn't sleep and just take a rest. Hearing that, Jungkook was like, huh? How couldn't they sleep? Sleeping is the best thing in the world!
Luckily, Jungkook was still able to sleep due to the fledgling's nature. So, he learned and fed and slept, doing the same pattern for the following days.
Taehyung was a little upset about the fact of Jungkook not adapting to any human blood or animal blood. When he suggested they should go hunting together, Jungkook was like,
''I can't kill them and drink for their neck, they are just poor animals...''
So, Taehyung could only feed Jungkook his blood. As living day by day, Jungkook learned that Taehyung had two sides; one for Jungkook and one for the others.
He might treat others coldly, viciously, and heartlessly but he always is gentle to his mate, listen to him, and let Jungkook decide things as much as he could.
And there was one unspeakable matter, their sexual tension. It was always there from day one, but both of them ignored it, one out of shyness and one out of respect.
It lead to Jungkook being frustrated, and strangely even upset. He was not the kind of person who was eager for sexual activities before, his head was only filled with the matters of orphanage.
Now, he didn't know how to deal with this so he decided to be suffered quietly as the shy timid person he was. And Taehyung immediately noticed the changes in the behavior of his little one who kept avoiding him for three straight days.
Jungkook was a complete vampire now so he might be okay with not drinking blood for days. But Taehyung wasn't. So as soon as a meeting in the throne room ended, he grabbed his mate by his wrist and forcefully got into their room, and locked the door.
Jungkook looked tired, even exhausted, when he confusedly looked at Taehyung with wide eyes, silently questioning why he was dragged into the room.
Taehyung sighed and took Jungkook's chin between his thumb and forefinger, swiping at the circles underneath the tired eyes with a gentle finger before letting go, and Jungkook relaxed when he heard the words,
"I apologize if I startled you but you need to drink blood. I don't know why you were avoiding me although your entire body seems hungry.''
"I'm fine," Jungkook mumbled, lips pouting unconsciously. But when the other vampire frowned ready to scold, he picked up Taehyung's wrist with hesitant hands, his thumb rubbing over the network of dark blue veins. Maybe if he didn't drink from the neck which was kind of intimate, his desire wouldn't flare up.
Thinking in his mind, his fangs dig into the plush of his bottom lip, nearly cutting it open before he opened his mouth, and prepared to bite__
"Drink from my neck," Taehyung demanded with a deep hushed voice, gently lowering his wrist.
Jungkook blinked at him, something annoyance flashed on Taehyung's face when he looked closely. Did he do something wrong?
"Sorry," he whispered, and Taehyung leaned forward to press a short kiss to his temple, ''It's okay. Just drink.''
Taehyung shoved his loose shirt enough so it exposed part of his shoulder. And he suddenly pulled at Jungkook's arm and sat down on the bed, placing the pretty boy on his lap who let out a gasp and wiggled to get comfortable.
It didn't need to see in the mirror that Jungkook's cheeks were red including his ear tips. Taking a deep breath, Jungkook bit down on the honey skin, and he pulled his fangs from Taehyung's throat just as quickly.
Somehow it felt more intimate to have his fangs in Taehyung's neck, so he wanted to make the bite fast, unexpectedly embarrassed that he was so excited by the prospect of being this close to his mate.
"It doesn't hurt that much," Taehyung soothed, stroking a warm hand down Jungkook's back, settling over his thigh. Taehyung might think Jungkook was behaving this way because he was afraid to hurt him with a bite.
Only if his mate knew...
Jungkook mumbled a noise against his skin, sucking at the bite and swallowing the sweetness that burst across his tongue.
He heard a pleasant hum along with, "You worry too much, little one.''
That won't be a concern that Jungkook had. He was worried, but more about the possibility that Taehyung could feel the desire that swept down his spine like fingers stroking his skin, tingling his whole body. But his mate didn't need to know about that.
Jungkook sucked harder at his skin to chase his unholy thoughts away. A sharp inhale erupted and it made his tongue swipe over Taehyung's throat before he could stop himself, Jungkook gripped at Taehyung's fingers that had somehow intertwined with his own, bloodlust clouding his head as he drank more.
He noticed how Taehyung's other hand had slipped up his shirt, stroking along his spine, and his head spun at the skin-on-skin contact. His body melted against Taehyung's, curling his arm around his mate's shoulders and trying to wriggle closer.
Taehyung hummed at that, stroking his thumb over Jungkook's knuckles as the little one lapped at his skin, trying to clean the mess.
With a soft noise, Jungkook slid his fingers through the soft hair at the nape of Taehyung's neck, his member twitching as he swallowed the blood sliding over his tongue.
Barely noticed the soft sigh that Taehyung let out, fingers still trailing across Jungkook's skin as he drank slowly, the bloodlust making his vision a little hazy. His body craved blood more than he thought probably due to his stupid plan to avoid his mate and refuse to drink blood.
"Take a little more," Taehyung coaxed as if he noticed the little one's hunger, and Jungkook listened immediately, sucking at his skin with a wet, sloppy noise.
"There you go."
Am I good? Jungkook wanted to ask. With a desperate need, he wanted to hear Taehyung praise him. Instead of asking, he gripped Taehyung's hair tighter, whining low into his throat when Taehyung squeezed his thigh in return.
A dirty heat burned in his belly each time he sucked at Taehyung's skin, arousal pooling in his belly when Taehyung swallowed thickly and made a soft noise of approval. It was a noise Jungkook never heard before a thick coo, graveled and rough, as if it had slipped out from behind the older one's teeth without his permission.
Jungkook didn't know how long he sat with his mouth on Taehyung's skin, trying to draw the moment out, listening to Taehyung breathed steadily underneath him. Time always seemed to slip away whenever he fed, though he's been told that he never took as much as Taehyung expected him to.
"I think that's enough," Taehyung murmured, voice soft and stern, slipping his hand from under Jungkook's shirt to card through his hair.
Jungkook didn't stop. He just could not.
"Jungkook-ah," Taehyung warned, voice a little shaking, his hands just as unsteady. They started to slip underneath Jungkook's shirt, fingers tracing down his back, and Jungkook detached from Taehyung's throat.
Taehyung groaned, leaning forward to bury his nose in Jungkook's throat, hands clutching at the tiny dip of his waist.
He noticed Taehyung's fingers occasionally dipping into the waistband of his sweatpants, nails digging into his hip bone. His thumbs dig into Jungkook's hips as he pulled him almost violently, his movements rough and desperate.
Jungkook jerked forward with a noise of surprise, though it melted into a soft groan when Taehyung tilted his head back and sucked hard on his throat.
The desire between them grew intense when Taehyung's thigh flexed, rubbing against Jungkook's growing arousal.
"You're so—" Taehyung hissed, tugging at Jungkook's shirt to expose his shoulder, licking at the skin, teasingly dipping the tip of his tongue just to feel Jungkook flinch and whine. He sounded so sexy, his tone thick with desire.
"Oh, what should I do if you keep making noises like this, little one?"
Amidst the haze of pleasure, Jungkook blinked at Taehyung, whose fangs were slightly visible from the ajar of the mouth, his eyes glazed and filled with crimson. It was Jungkook who stirred Taehyung like this, igniting a burning sensation within him.
Taehyung nosed at his throat when Jungkook tangled his hand through the soft hair again and tugged, trying to get him closer. With low noise, Taehyung pulled him into him, paying no mind to the whine that Jungkook let out when his cock brushed against Taehyung's thigh.
So close, Jungkook felt the heat of Taehyung's body and made his fingers slide against his skin. The longing for more intensified, the desire to shed their clothes, to have Taehyung's tongue exploring every inch of his body, and the urge to pleasure Taehyung in return—
Unthinkingly, Jungkook rolled his hips, grunting when Taehyung pressed his thigh between his legs. He'd be embarrassed if he didn't know Taehyung was feeling just as good. So when he glanced down, desperate to know, he couldn't help but feel a rush of desire at the sight of Taehyung's cock straining against the thin fabric of his loose pant. The dark fabric was soaked, the clear outline of the thick head of Taehyung's cock visible.
"Yeah—" he gasped, hips jerking when Taehyung nipped at the neck again. It ached pleasantly when Taehyung nibbled at his skin, swallowing, licking over them as if he wanted to feed on Jungkook.
Jungkook whimpered, his thoughts scattered like smoke over the water.
"Oh— feels good, Taehyung."
"I know it does," Taehyung panted in his ear, trailing a line of noisy kisses down Jungkook's throat, he was obsessed with painting the pale white canvas of his little one.
The wet swirls of Taehyung's tongue and the scrape of his teeth sent heat pooling in Jungkook's belly. Taehyung sucked at his skin, focusing on the sensitive spot beneath his ear, making Jungkook's hips jerk.
Pressing against Taehyung's hot throat, Jungkook whined, feeling precome dampening his underwear. The friction against Taehyung's thigh must have been rough, but Taehyung's help for him to move by gripping his waist conveyed his lack of concern.
With a low, bitten-out noise, Taehyung pulled at the hem of Jungkook's shirt, quickly removing it before his mouth returned right back to the bite. His fingers danced over Jungkook's ribs, his thumb brushing over a nipple as he licked a fat stripe up Jungkook's chest.
"Wanna—" Jungkook's voice faltered, but he gained his confidence back when Taehyung's hand caressed his collarbone, a soft hum of approval was heard.
The warmth of his mate's touch was comforting, steady, and unwavering as his hands roamed over Jungkook's body, occasionally squeezing at random intervals as if to ensure that Jungkook was really there, willingly offering his throat, writhing atop him.
"You can," Taehyung groaned against his skin, fingers pressing to Jungkook's pulse. It raced wildly beneath the pads of his fingers.
"Take what you need."
''Can you bite me please?", Jungkook whimpered, his desire intensifying, his nipples hardening and his body trembling with anticipation.
Responding with a feral growl, Taehyung gripped Jungkook's hair, pulling his head back. With a low groan, he marked the top of Jungkook's chest with a passionate hickey before sinking his fangs into the supple muscle, easily breaking the skin.
"Fuck," A mixture of pain and arousal surged through Jungkook, catching him off guard, his cock dripping and dampening his pants more.
Moaning, Jungkook clutched at Taehyung's shoulders, trembling as Taehyung pressed his tongue against the bleeding bite on his chest, soothing the wound.
When Taehyung finally withdrew, nuzzling along Jungkook's jawline, the younger whimpered, overwhelmed by the wet kiss against his jaw and chin.
"There you go," Taehyung murmured, observing as Jungkook quivered against him, his gaze slightly more alert but not entirely. He continued to suck on his skin, his own chest heaving as Jungkook ground against his thigh and wiggled closer so that their clothed erections rubbed together.
Too consumed by pleasure to consider anything else, the burning sensations coursed through their bodies, heat settling heavily in Jungkook's belly.
"Make a mess for me, pretty little one."
Desperation guided Jungkook's actions, his nails scraping down Taehyung's back, his hips relentlessly bucking against Taehyung's, their lengths pressing against each other through the fabric.
Jungkook climaxed with a choked whine, his body tensing as he rode out the intense pleasure. The waves of bliss surged, and heightened until Taehyung also stilled against him.
Trembling, Jungkook continued to roll his hips until oversensitivity halted him, causing Taehyung to hiss and nip at his shoulder in reprimand.
For a brief moment, they both panted, until Taehyung leaned forward to plant a gentle peck on Jungkook's cheek.
With the touch, Jungkook began to relax, his body torn between pain and pleasure.
"How do you feel?" Taehyung murmured, brushing his nose against Jungkook's cheek and planting another short kiss on his skin.
Jungkook blinked at him, his mind feeling fuzzy. He was enveloped in a state of contentment, satiation, and weariness, leaning forward to rest his forehead against Taehyung's collarbone.
"Tired," Jungkook mumbled, his words slightly slurred, his body humming with the aftershocks of his orgasm. He could feel the heaviness in his eyes, his thoughts drifting just beyond his reach as he struggled to think through the haze in his mind.
A glistening sheen of perspiration coated his body, causing a shiver to ripple through him. A sense of contentment washed over him when Taehyung wrapped his arms around him and nestled against the tender skin of his throat.
"My eyes are heavy."
Taehyung's voice brushed against his throat, barely audible, "You did so well, little love. How lucky I am to have found you."
Jungkook emitted a soft purr as Taehyung curled up against him, his bare chest pressed against another clothed chest. With a gentle hand on his waist, Taehyung guided them to lie on their sides, burying his nose in the curve of Jungkook's neck, humming a low, contented sound.
A warm and tender affection pooled within Jungkook's chest, gentle and saccharine. Another sensation trembled within him, but Jungkook couldn't grasp it before his eyelids grew heavy, surrendering to exhaustion's pull.