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Jungkook, the college nerd and top student of their class, is tasked with tutoring jock Taehyung before the finals so that Taehyung doesn't fail and can maintain his sports scholarship.
And what does Jungkook get in return for the favour?
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Banished from his own kingdom, omega prince Jungkook lives a life of solitude at the outskirts of his father's land. The very father that despised his existence because of his status, a stain in the sacred royal bloodline.
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"Your thighs, baby, they drive me crazy," Taehyung rasps out, voice thick with arousal.
He hungrily rubs his broad palms along the outsides of Jungkook's thighs, warm hand brushing over smooth, taut skin.
Was thinking about crown prince Jungkook and his newly wedded bratty prince from the neighbouring country Taehyung, but I have to warn you that none of them thoughts are holy, in fact from it
Going crazy about this clip because some a/b/o thoughts!!!! (with mpreg)
taegikook are mated! Two alphas yoonkook and their precious omega Tae who is with child! But the band isn't yet ready to make that announcement.
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The aftermath of teasing your bandmate who is also your etarnal enemy in front of thousands of people
Or the canon taekook au where Taehyung and Jungkook can't stand each other's guts so they occasionally like to rearrange it??
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While everyone has a big, big crush on the resident goth boy of the campus, Jungkook is pretty aloof towards his hoards of his admirers. It doesn't help that he's a total grouchy, anti social, rude, uncaring individual, with a glare that could kill anyone.
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This photo of Taehyung got me thinking about how when he fvcks Jungkook missionary, bare body slick with sweat and collarbones protruding, those thin and pretty gold chains keep lightly smacking against koo's chin with every thrust.
Taehyung took a long look at him, staring at him up and down. He has seen what those baggy layers of clothes hide underneath. Only once, in the boys' locker room. Taehyung knows that Jungkook is extremely hot and behind that foul, sassy mouth of his, lies a gorgeous face.
"No, I'm not forcing you to have sex with me. Think of it as a friends with benefit arrangement. Except I'm not your friend but your tutor. I help you study, you help me blow off some steam. It's an equal transaction. If you're down for it of course."
The wolf cut he has been sporting recently really suits him. Taehyung would be lying if he said didn't find him stupidly attractive. He was just messing with Jungkook. He was down for the proposal the moment it rolled out of Jungkook's mouth.
In fact he'd like to have their very first session right this instant, behind those tall, dusty shelves of obscure poetry and folklores. Have Jungkook pressed against the wall right next to the window with his legs folded and Taehyung's dick up his ass.
Taehyung was surprised at the proposal at first. Because let's be real, who would have thought that this innocent looking, grumpy, snobby nerd would want to have sex in return for his tutoring?
"Yeah whatever," Jungkook continued unphased, "I'd still tutor you, but with much less enthusiasm since I'd be taking my precious time before the finals to teach you from scratch and get absolutely nothing in return."
"And what if I don't want to? Would you still tutor me?" Taehyung wheedled.
"Well it's not like I have a choice, the professor asked me to teach you and I can't just refuse him-"
"Ah, Jeon Jungkook, forever the teacher's pet," Taehyung chimed in a sing song voice.
deep throated me and loved every moment of me fvcking his face mercilessly, that he creamed his pants when I came on his face. What would they think, hm?"
"Don' care," Jungkook gasped, "don' care, just fvck me, god, faster, faster -"
"So basically you want me to sell my body to afford your tutions?" Taehyung had snorted, jokingly teasing Jungkook.
Jungkook had rolled his eyes, in that signature way of his.
"Look at you, you're such a wh0re Jungkookie. The professors would be so disappointed if they saw you like this. Begging for some cock and so, so needy. Our classmates wouldn't believe it if I told them Jeon Jungkook
And the first few study sessions went by a breeze between learning labour economy and GDP and the haze of sex. Taehyung expected it to be awkward at first. But Jungkook was surprisingly well versed in casual sex and was sports with almost everything.
get from the library and them tangled in the couch, making out aggressively with Jungkook's hands under Taehyung's sweats.
Soon they'd end up on the floor. Jungkook on his all fours, back arched and ass up in the air as Taehyung ate him out.
As long as he gets to be stuffed full he doesn't care for all the decorum much.
There wasn't a single surface in Taehyung's small studio apartment where they didn't get down and dirty.
But apparently, he has a group study thingy to attend with some other nerds and do their nerdy thing all afternoon. So they come up with a weekly schedule that works for them both and bid their goodbye.
"That's only because you wouldn't let me go to your house for the study sessions because you live with your parents in your posh little neighbourhood and what would mommy dearest say when she hears you scream my name behind close doors while hanging off my dick?"
Taehyung's room is messy most of the time and Jungkook doesn't forget to complain about it loudly every time he comes over for tutoring. Even now, there are books and notes and photocopies scattered on the floor.
Jungkook moving his hips in tandem to make the most out of it, matching Taehyung thrust for thrust.
Taehyung cards his fingers through his hair next, clenching the strands in his fist before tugging harshly. Jungkook's neck bends backwards and mouth opens in a cry of pleasure.
"Isn't it enough that you get to ride my dick at all, pretty boy?" Taehyung drawls. He can already feel himself chubbing up inside his loose sweats. "Must I go through all the troubles of pretending to be decent and gentlemanly for you as well?"
"-showed you how to solve the numericals, one of each type. Make sure to solve all the others before our next meeting taking those as examples. If you get stuck somewhere, we'd review it again," Jungkook straightens up, closing the book with a finality
Bunching his grey shirt at his back and holding it tightly in one hand for leverage as he pounds into him from behind. Fat cockhead breaching past the spit slicked hole and plunging deep inside him.
On the bed, on top of the tiny kitchen island, in the shower. The couch was a popular choice since that's where they held their tutoring session, the coffee table littered with intimidating looking books that Jungkook made Taehyung
He turned away with those words. Taehyung shouted after him, "You sure don't sound much excited about that!"
"I'm only ever excited about pop quizzes and Kim jr." Jungkook carelessly threw a middle finger over his shoulder as strided towards the elevator.
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When Jungkook goes into rut it's a nightmare for his omega Taehyung, in the best way possible. During those three/four days he completely loses himself, only knows how to fvck Taehyung. Harsh and rough, Without an ounce of self-control.
Pens rolling under the foot of the couch. Unwashed coffee mugs under the table and Taehyung's unfolded laundry hanging off a chair just to the side. Yet Jungkook seems to forget all about it once Taehyung puts his dick in him.
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Taehyung takes an early leave from his office. Walking down the bright afternoon sun with a giddy smile on his face. He intends to surprise Jungkook by arriving home early today. Jungkook's heat is due next week and Taehyung predicts that he is about to go in
But the latter always focuses on the study first, rebuking Taehyung everytime he gets distracted. As expected from the topper.
But the moment the study session ends, he's a different person entirely. Ready to make good of his end of bargain.
Or when Taehyung impatiently waits throughout their study session, only thinking about the moment he gets to pounce across the coffee table and get his hands all over Jungkook.
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Jungkook is tired. His bones ache and his muscles burn. Breathing heavy and laboured, sweaty all over. He feels so tired but in the best way possible.
"Instead of verbally attacking my ego, why don't you come and use that feisty tongue of yours for something else? Huh Jeon?" Taehyung piped in while taking his dick out of the confines of his underwear, stroking the long shaft with a lazy fist.
"Don't forget to wear those pink thongs on Friday! You looked so sexy in them. I feel like my academic performance is directly proportional to how hot you look while tutoring me."
Prude, self important, egoistic Jungkook. Spreading his legs for Taehyung, his hole greedy and fluttering for his cock, begging to be filled and fvcked stupid. Taehyung wouldn't have believed it if he didn't witness it himself.
Jungkook rolled his eyes without any heat, scrunching his nose in that snobbish way he does often, "Gods, do you have to be so vulgar with your words all the time?"
His plain white tee shirt rucked up to his chest and stomach clenching with the force of Taehyung's thrusts. His legs, hooked over Taehyung's elbows and hanging in air, twitched and shivered with each press of Taehyung's cock against that tight bundle of nerves inside him.
Jungkook's neck was starting to strain with the way his spine is bent but that didn't stop him from looking right into Taehyung's eyes with his big, doe eyes, glasses askew on his face and plump lips hanging open in loud gasps. He looked downright pornographic.
The obscene yet sweet way Jungkook moaned. Profanities falling off his petal pink lips and the ruddy blush of his soft, round face made Taehyung move even faster.
Jungkook groaned, "First of all, do you ever just /shut/ the fvck up? And secondly, I'm pretty sure it's the opposite but whatever gets your dick wet. See you in class tomorrow, Kim."
before carefully pushing it aside. He takes off his glasses to wipe away some smudges on the lense with the hem of his shirt before putting them back on. He cards his fingers through his hair to fluff them up and untangle the ends in an absent habit.
The filthy wet noise of lube against the rim of Jungkook's asshole each time Taehyung pulled all the way out only to plunge back in, the slap of skin against skin.
His hips jump violently when Taehyung tugs at them simultaneously and rubs tight circles around them.
"Ah- more, more, more, nnn- Tae-" Jungkook slurred, shoulders hunched as waves of pleasure rolled over him.
A sudden, violent jerk of his legs over Taehyung's shoulders, his thighs quivering and then he spilled white hot release all over his bare tummy. Thick spurts of cum landing over his belly button and ribs, glistening on the light smattering of hair along his pelvis bone.
"I, Kim Taehyung, the commander in chief of Adelia, ask for your hand in marriage. Please be my husband and mate and stand by me as we oversee the beginning of a new rule, a new era of Adelia."
Not long after, Jungkook's jacket was on the floor, along with his jeans and boxers. Naked from the waist down, he was deposited on the wide couch. Back bent awkwardly as Taehyung held him between the backrest of the couch and his body.
His bangs sticky against his forehead and the long ends of his hair clinged to his neck with perspiration. His eyes rolled back and Taehyung continued to rock into him with precise and forceful strokes.
Taehyung's licks his thumb and index finger before bunching Jungkook's shirt over his chest so he can tease a nipple, brown and puffy atop his defined pec.
"You have an appointment with your mom, remember? Now get your ass off that couch so I can get this place to myself and study before our next session," Taehyung chided.
At the door, Jungkook shoved his feet into his boots, fixing his glasses and hair one final time.
"Don't forget to do all your homework before Friday," Jungkook announced once he was already outside of the door, black backpack mounted over his shoulder.
"Ahnn," Jungkook mewls, clenching around Taehyung for a moment before relaxing. He tucks the hem of his shirt under his chin to expose his other nipple as well, inviting Taehyung to touch and pinch both together.
Taehyung thrusted into him in a rabid pace before he too pulled out and came all over Jungkook entrance, streaks of cum mixing with lube along his ass crack.
Jungkook cried and shivered, high on euphoria . One of his legs slipped off Taehyung's shoulder till it was hanging off the sofa limply. With the other still hooked over it, he reached between his legs to rub his middle and ring finger against his empty hole,
"Mm thanks," Jungkook slurred, trying to sit up properly. Taehyung gathered his discarded clothes and dumped them on Jungkook's lap. Next, Taehyung handed him a bottle of cool water as Jungkook finished dressing up. He was in fresh garments as well.
Taekook au where CEO Taehyung is having a mental breakdown in the middle of an important meeting when his reliable and tidy secretary Jungkook shows up in leather jacket instead of his usual suit and tie since he was going to be late and had to take his bike to office.
Tae allowed him to busk in the post orgasm bliss for a few moments, simply resting his limp cock against Jungkook's thigh. Before he had to completely pull back. He left Jungkook to pant on his couch to fetch a towel. He threw it on Jungkook's face and gestured towards the clock
Used to his somewhat grumpy behaviour, Jungkook didn't mind. Instead he started wiping himself up. But his hands were shaky and his bones felt like jelly. Taehyung snatched the towel from him and started cleaning the mess on his stomach and between his legs instead.
now gaping and muddied with cum and lube. He circled his fingers along the sensitive and reddened rim a few times before drawing those fingers along the mess of fluids over his stomach and chest. Lazily feeling himself up.
The maid gives him an encouraging push, delighted by the man's words. Jungkook stutters, "I see. Well, I would need a carriage to get back to the capital. One horse would be a bit of a tight fit for three people."
Taehyung pauses, seemingly gathering his thoughts before he lets out a soft huff of a laugh, "My lord, I'm not sure if you have ever seen me back when you still were in Adelia, but I have known you since we were teenagers and I have held feelings for you ever since.
There has not been a day since your exile that I have not thought of you and wished that I could do something for you. I have come to seek you not because of any ulterior motives, it's simply a matter of heart." He finishes, looking everywhere but at Jungkook, his ears tinged red
"So will you come with me and do me the honours of becoming your mate?" The sheer honesty and nervous anticipation in the man's eyes has Jungkook feeling dizzy.
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You know how sometimes Taehyung looks at Jungkook like he'd devour him whole? The way his gaze gets all intense and dark while Jungkook is always looks at Taehyung like the world outside the two of them don't exist??
"Your highness, please return to the royal palace with this gentleman. You are not someone to live and rot away in this doomed mansion. There's only so much time left for me in this world.
"I'm not quite sure if you have yet heard of this but your father's monarchy has fallen down, his throne besieged and his kingdom conquered. And I, the commander of the revolting army, have come to seek you, as the only surviving member of the royal family."
"Is this a proposition or an order?" He dares to ask.
"It is simply a proposition, perhaps my most heartfelt request. I would never dare to command you, your highness."
"Then I will just have to live with it, I presume. You will never see me again and you will continue to live your life here as it was before the revolt. I'll make sure that all your necessities will be taken care of."
"The same father that abandoned you? The same family that never once held any sympathy for you? With all due respect, your highness, I would not consider such people as family," Taehyung answered firmly.
The only omega in a long line of alpha generations.
Hurt and humiliated, Jungkook occupies an empty mansion at the borders, beyond the forests and mountains of his father's flourishing kingdom, away from the commoner's eyes.
He fills his days with whatever he can think of, gardening, reading poems and writing, gazing at nature outside. Anything that keeps his thoughts away from the life he left behind, what it says about the people who he once called family that stood by his father's decision,
Horror strikes the alpha's face, "My prince, I apologise if my arrival has evoked any such heinous assumptions but those are not the reasons I've come here for. In fact, far from it."
Kim Hyunsoo, that is his father's closest counsellor, or was. He does not know. He gathers whatever courage he has left in his body to ask, "And to what do I owe this pleasure, if I may ask?"
Jungkook faltered for a second, but it is the truth. He does not have much remorse for the fall of his family after everything he has gone through. Still, he is talking to a betrayer.
The horse comes to a gentle stop at the foot of the marble steps. The man atop it is in an expensive blue suit, hair swept off his forehead to reveal strong facial features.
Jungkook vaguely remembers that face from his teen years but he can't put a name to it.
"I have come with a proposition." A small hesitation, an unnoticeable intake of breath and the man, the alpha bows again. Head lowered, he asks Jungkook the unthinkable,
The man bows elegantly, his arm crossed at his heart, "My dear Prince Jungkook, I extend my warm greetings towards you. Do accept my sincerest apologies for this sudden and unannounced visit. I'm Kim Taehyung, son of Kim Hyunsoo."
"And if I refuse?" Jungkook doesn't know where this defiance comes from. Kim Taehyung is basically the King of Adelia right now. Going against his will might cost Jungkook his life.
What. Jungkook stares at the man in disbelief. He knows the meanings of the individual words, but when put together and coming from that man, it makes absolutely no sense to him